HOLY CRAP! So I was like, all curious and stuff, and I press the two small arrow buttons after the fic's name to see what would happen

AND IT TAKE YOU IMMEDIATELY TO THE LATEST CHAPTER! I DID NOT KNOW THIS, THIS IS AMAZING!

So..yeah.

Chapter 1

"I'm gonna chew your feet off by chewin' through your ankles!"

"Look, Joey, I can't understand a word you're saying until Marik and Bakura make that charm thing that'll let me hear you, alright? So if you have to pee go to the front door and scratch, do not go on me again. That was disgusting!"

The fact didn't stop Katsuya from yelping insults at the boy. In fact, in encouraged him more.

"I'm gonna leave chocolate on your pillow!"

Mokuba sighed, exasperated. What was he going to do with Jou? He wouldn't shut up!

"I expect you to tell me that you did not bring that thing home to keep it."

Katsuya yelped—this time in pain and surprise—as the ever-so-shocked Mokuba jumped up and dropped him.

"Gee, thanks." Katsuya barked, rubbing his fuzzy side with his wet nose. Just treat him like he was a rag doll, why wouldn't he? First exposing his man parts to the world and now this…

Mokuba turned around and saw his brother, staring coldly at the puppy who glared back just as heatedly. "Um…well…." Shoot! Seto was supposed to work late! That's why Mokuba came home now. He was hoping to avoid Seto at all costs!

Seto crouched down and picked up Katsuya by the scruff of his neck. The puppy pawed at Seto, hoping to scratch the CEO's perfect face, but his reach failed miserable on him. If only he were human, he could clock the brunette in a second flat! Reach would not be a problem.

So Katsuya resorted to yipping once and glaring as he hung there.

"I found him, and he was just so cute that I—"

"I like him," Seto stated surprisingly, cutting off Mokuba's lie before Mokuba even knew it. Mokuba's jaw about hit the floor and Katsuya fell limp in Seto grip. Did Seto just say he liked him? Oh the irony! If only the Kaiba Corpian knew!

"Whiteboysaywha?"

"What? I mean, wait!" Mokuba stuttered. "Do you feel okay, Big Brother?

"I feel fine, Mokuba," Seto stated, letting his briefcase go and standing up straight. He held Katsuya to his chest and situated him in one arm before bending down and regrabbing the suitcase, ready to go. "He reminds me of someone."

"Well," Katsuya rumbled, "Irony at its best."

"Oh, really?" Mokuba asked, trying his best not to sound overly curious. It'd be really bad if Seto figured it out because Mokuba let his mouth run too long….it'd happened with other things before. It was a bad habit he was trying really hard to break. " Who? Jou?"

"Yeah," Seto admitted, waiting for Mokuba to unlock and open the front door; however the boy stood there, shell-shocked. Raising a brow, Seto asked him, "You think I call him a dog for no reason? Now, are you going to open the door or gap stupidly at me all day?"

"You just said you like the puppy and it reminded you of Jou! That's a little much for one person to take in just in one day, let alone five-minute time frame!" Mokuba explained, throwing his hands up in the air drastically. "it's like you're saying you actually like Jou!"

"I never said I disliked the Mutt."

"Ya say it all the time," Katsuya panned. "Stupid, moneybags."

"You say it all the time!" Mokuba also said, throwing his hands down. Mokuba about slapped his brother, was he really being serious?

"Oh," Seto said, looking down at the puppy staring curiously back up at him. "I like him. Jounouchi, I mean. Was this puppy glaring at me before? It doesn't seem to be doing so now."

Mokuba looked the pup in Seto's arms and Katsuya looked back, just as confused. They had to be missing some sort of chapter out of some kind of book.

"Can you open the door, Mokuba? I am getting tired of standing here," Seto stated impatiently.

Katsuya cocked his head to the side and pawed soft in the air towards Seto's face. Seto looked down at him and kissed his paw before looking up and watching Mokuba stare at him again.

"Mokuba," Seto hissed, "Open. The door."

"R-right!" Mokuba stuttered and dug out his keys. "Opening!"

Seto rolled his eyes and looked down at the puppy, "What did you name it?"

"Huh? Oh, Joey." Mokuba stated. Katsuya rolled his eyes, watching the teen finally open the door. "It felt like it suited him."

"If it comes to it, it doesn't matter to me," Seto prompted. "I will not clean up its messes."

"Wha—?" Mokuba protested automatically, if only for a moment forgetting it was Katsuya, as he opened the door to the mansion. Katsuya swore that either Mokuba was a great liar (which he'd have to keep an out for him if he was) or not thinking. "Not fair! You just said you like him!"

A little voice in Katsuya's head suggested it was a little of both.

"I, however, did not bring it home." Seto stated and walked inside. He briefly took a moment to set his briefcase on the floor. He turned and handed Katsuya to Mokuba, "Bathe him."

"Okay…." Mokuba said dazedly.

Katsuya nipped lightly at Mokuba's shoulder and whimpered slightly, "What about food for the puppy? I'm starving here!"

Mokuba shushed him and watched Seto walk away. "Okay, that was…easier than expected."

"True dat!" Katsuya agreed looking towards Seto a split second before the CEO turned the corner, "But it was real weird too."

Mokuba looked down at him and sighed, "This would be so much easier if we would have thought of the charm before we turned you."

"Why didn't ya just leave me alone?" Katsuya cried, "Then it woulda been really easy! And I could be eatin' right now!"

"Oh well," Mokuba shrugged, holding Katsuya out like a doll again, "time to take a bath I guess."

"I'm still mad at you!" Katsuya growled, "If ya think I'm gonna be nice, think again!"

.-.-.-.

Seto watched Joey saunter in. He really did remind him of Jounouchi. It was something about the big brown eyes that caught Seto's heart. Just like the Mutt's, the puppy's eyes were passionate and almost eager to get into fun—or a better word might be trouble. If Seto didn't know any better, he'd say Joey was the Mutt.

And the way the water dripped off Joey gave Seto the feeling that the puppy was going to give as much trouble to Mokuba as Jounouchi did to him.

"JOEY!"

Seto smirked, ignoring his brother's outburst and continued typing. This would be a good lesson for Mokuba, the squirt could see how much trouble he was for Seto when he was a little kid that never wanted to take baths and wouldn't make it to the toilet. Truthfully, it would probably make Mokuba love Joey more, because it was his responsibility. It definitely made Seto more attached to Mokuba.

"Seto!" Mokuba ran in, only to stop and look at Joey, who looked deviously back at him before running under Seto's bed. "Joey!"

"Do you realize it would be easier to catch him if you would have shut the bathroom door?"

"I did!" Mokuba exclaimed, "But I was trying to catch him and slipped, then he jumped on my back, grabbed the handle, opened the door and ran out!"

Seto stopped and turned to face his little brother. Almost as tall as him, Mokuba seemed almost like a man, but soaking wet and frustrated, Mokuba was once again his twelve-year-old little brother that didn't think of the world outside of the mansion.

He looked down and over at the bed to Joey, the smart bugger. The puppy cocked its head to the side and crawled back under the liner. "Lock it."

"It's a push button, Seto," Mokuba scorned, "It opens if anyone pulls down on the handle!"

Seto turned back around and continued on his computer. "Then put it on a leash. You're a Kaiba, don't act so stupid."

"I'm not stupid!" Mokuba yelled, fisting his hair. He was so aggravated! Why wasn't Seto helping!

Joey peeked back out and barked, almost like it was agreeing with Seto.

"Shut up, Joey!" Mokuba screeched, diving for him, but Joey just backed up. Mokuba landed, face first on the floor, completely missing the devious puppy. But not long after his less-than-graceful fall, Joey literally pranced over Mokuba's back and over by Seto's feet.

Seto raised an eyebrow in a way that made Mokuba want to smack him, ignoring the hideous glare from the teen and glancing down at the puppy. He had an awfully bad feeling about this. By the way Mokuba seemed to be getting more and more frustrated and the way Joey seemed to start coming to him, Seto felt that he was going to be the one Joey got close to, not Mokuba. That, on many occasions, would not be good.

But, even he had to admit, it was pretty funny.

Seto sighed and picked up Joey by his scruff. The little mutt yipped before it whimpered pathetically as it hung there, hapless. Seto almost felt bad handing it back over to his grumpy little brother.

Mokuba sneered, grabbing Joey by his stomach and cradling him to his chest. "Thanks."

Seto just shook his head and swirled back around in his chair. He needed to finish his paperwork, promptly: he had a really bad feeling this was going to be a long night.

.-.-.-.

Katsuya pawed Mokuba's face, but the teen just swatted him away.

He needed to go to the bathroom. He'd been trying to wake Mokuba up for an hour so he could take him. If he had to wait any longer he was going to have to waste his pillow chocolate he wanted to save for when Mokuba really pissed him off.

Katsuya whimpered pathetically. What was he going to do? He needed to go.

In a desperate attempt he tried to find something. Well, there wasn't really much that Katsuya could make much noise with, let alone get to (Mokuba had purposely puppy proofed the room on him, Katsuya swore it), but the door was open.

He gave a glaring look to Mokuba, not believing that the kid had been so mean to him in the past twenty-four hours. All Katsuya wanted was to be okay, instead he got put into this kind of situation. Why did he know such psychotic freaks again? Oh yeah, because of he was loyal to the point of stupidity!

So, all in all, this was all Yugi's fault! Damn him!

Hopping off Mokuba's bed in defeat, and cursing Yugi under his breath, he made his way out into the hall and down to Seto's room. Or, at least he thought it was, he wasn't really sure yet. It smelled like Seto, especially with his puppy nose, which amplified everything. Mokuba had farted once earlier and he about gagged to death the smell was so bad!

And so were sounds, when it came to amplification. He had been able to find Seto earlier so easily by the clacking on his keyboard. Seto pounded on the keys so hard Katsuya was sure he would be able to hear it a mile away!

Katsuya stopped in front of the room, but the door was closed, blocking him from the outside. He looked at the knob, it was like the bathroom knob—one of those handles you only needed to pull down on like a pump—and it wasn't that far up.

Deciding to go for it, he crouched down, wiggling his rear before jumping up and trying to grab onto the handle with his paws. He wasn't able to keep a good grip—any grip really—but the door swung open and he landed sprawled out on his tummy with a short, surprised yap.

"Well," Katsuya rumbled, "That hurt."

He laid there a second before he snorted in contempt and stood. Right, now let's see if he could wake Seto up. He couldn't be harder than Mokuba, who had completely ignored him when Katsuya nipped angrily at the teens side and left little bruising bite marks. He could only hope Mokuba was sore in the morning.

Shaking it off, Katsuya bumbled on, hopping up the bed where—yes—Seto laid, peaceably asleep.

Katsuya's heart stopped a moment, watching the usually cold, tense man look so warm and relaxed. He had worn a similar look at dinner while talking (A.K.A. listening to Mokuba ramble) nonchalantly with his brother. He almost felt bad waking up the CEO.

But he had to go.

Katsuya whimpered a bit before yipping loudly enough that he hoped it woke up the man. When Seto stirred and stared sleepily at him with a pathetic I'm-not-awake-enough-to-be-scary glare he about peed with joy, which ultimately would make all his effort for nothing.

Which is why he hadn't peed yet.

"I have ta pee, Moneybags!" Katsuya yipped, jumping off the bed and running to the door. When Seto didn't do more then sit up for a while, Katsuya dashed over and hopped back up on the bed before jumping back down and circling by the door. "C'mon!"

Seto groaned and threw his covers off. "Where's Mokuba…? Why didn't he take you out?"

"He wouldn't wake up, you asshole!" Katsuya grumbled, still waiting for the human as he put on a robe and a pair of slippers. "Ya act like I wanted ta wake ya up!"

Seto sighed and finally, finally, started to follow Katsuya out the door. It took the man long enough!

Katsuya yipped and eagerly led Seto to the front door with his tail wagging ferociously. Spinning circles in front of it, he waited for Seto to catch up with his slow two-legged pace. If he didn't know any better he would have sworn Seto was doing it on purpose!

…Did he walk that slow when he was a human?

Shaking his head, Katsuya spun around and pawed at the front door and rolled against it, yipping again as Seto unlocked it and opened it.

Katsuya ran to the grass as fast as he could, barely making it as he stretched out his body—a better alternative to lifting his leg—and peed right on the edge of the grass, whimpering pathetically in relief. Gods! Did he feel so much better! Seto was such a God in his eyes right out, not even being an asshole could get Katsuya angry!

Finishing up peeing, Katsuya stood normal, peeking over his shoulder at Seto innocently and watching himself be watched back. Wow. Did Kaiba really just sit there and watch him pee?

Well, that's awkward.

Deciding that since he was a dog, he would not be blushing, because who really cared since he was a dog anyways? Well…maybe he did.

"Jeez, ya ever heard of privacy, Kaiba?"

"C'mon, Joey," Seto rasped tiredly, crossing his arms and leaning against the porch post. It was weird—for Katsuya anyways—because Seto looked like the epitome of normal for once. "Let's go back inside and back to bed."

Katsuya snorted and shook his head, "I ain't done yet, Moneybags." Looking around solidly, Katsuya wondered if he should try the whole dog thing and actually sniff where to poo, but when Seto started to trip while standing still…after what the god had done for him, Katsuya decided he'd use it to make Mokuba late for something later.

So, taking a few steps he squatted and pooped.

"Good—haaah—boy, Joey."

Katsuya barked happily and slowly stood and wiped his back paws in the grass before turning around and wagging his tail. Seto called him a good boy! He was so happy! He barked again and ran back inside, waiting for Seto, his tail still wagging like a beast before he realized what he was doing.

Oh God! He was turning more and more into a dog! The next thing he knew he was going to be begging for puppy treats!

"C'mon, Joey, back to bed."

Katsuya sighed, watching sadly as Seto walked past him on two legs. He wished he could be human again, then, maybe, he wouldn't be so excited by being called a good boy. He could be mad and frustrated to be called a dog. He would be normal.

He hated Mokuba. It was all his fault.

He hated Mokuba and Marik and Bakura and magic and the supernatural. He hated being a puppy and eating out of a bowl on the floor and having the stupid collar Mokuba and Seto had taken him to get earlier along with a bunch of dog food and toys.

That was, of course, after taking him to the vets and getting him his shots and proceeding to microchip him.

"Joey?" Seto mumbled, waiting impatiently. "bed."

Katsuya looked up, his ears pinned back and his tail between his legs—looking like the epitome of adorable patheticness.

Seto groaned, his eyes going up into his head for a moment before, in defeat, he bent down and scooped Katsuya into his arms. Katsuya didn't squirm or move, he just let Seto manipulate his body comfortably in his arms and carry him to his bedroom.

Katsuya stared up at Seto as the CEO carried him. Seto had always been cold and cruel, so, truthfully, Katsuya thought that when he had found him in his puppy state, Seto would be ignorant and try to get rid of him as soon as possible.

But that wasn't what happened. Seto had been the one to suggest going and getting his collar and buying him food and a bowl. He'd even gotten Katsuya a soft, fluffy dog bed for Mokuba's bedroom floor and some toys. Even now Seto was being warm and caring, taking him out to the bathroom at three in the morning and carrying him back to bed.

Katsuya wondered why Seto never showed this side of himself to anyone else. So many people would like him and he could have friends, and a semblance to a life of a normal person. He would probably have a…a girlfriend and maybe, eventually, a family. Didn't Seto want that?

Seto set Katsuya down on the bed, not in Mokuba's room, but his own, and disrobed to just his pajama pants again—the way Katsuya had found him when he had come to find someone to let him out.

Katsuya cocked his head to the side, half wondering how a CEO of such a big company had such a nice body. Seto must work out in his free time. There was no way doing paper work all day gave someone that nice, sculpted body.

Seto grumbled, picking up Katsuya and placing him on one of the pillows at the top of the king-sized bed (an appropriate size for Seto's usual ego) and settling in himself on his stomach. He relaxed and let out a lusty groan of relief and relaxation, closing his eyes before opening them to look at Katsuya.

"You're pretty cute, but don't tell anyone I said that, or I'll claim I was sleep-induced delusional."

Katsuya settled on his tummy, staring back at Seto and cocking his head. Seto was being so sweet, would he be this accepting if he found out who "Joey" really was? Would Seto still think he was "cute" when he was back to normal?

Katsuya put a paw over his nose in embarrassment. He shouldn't be thinking that, why would he care what Seto thought of the normal him? Did it have something to do with the way his stomach twisted and he half wanted to see Seto whenever he could and when he did he was happy or with the way he sometimes thought of Seto like now? Like he had been for the past few months?

Seto sighed and closed his eyes as Katsuya watched him. It didn't take long for him to fall back asleep, but Katsuya stayed awake for a little longer. He looked at Seto's sleeping face, imagining the way he had acted today.

He wondered if he'd get to see more of the Seto hidden by Kaiba.