Hey everyone, this chapter is for Magnetic-Paw, I hope you all like it!

Kaiba grabbed Joey by the wrist, throwing him into a room, slamming the door behind them, and twisting the lock. Quickly, he marched the blond against the back wall, almost throwing him, so he fell to his knees. He then walked over the blinds, shutting them swiftly.

Rubbing his head, Joey pulled himself to his feet.

'Ah, Kaiba, what the fuck?'

'Can it, Mutt.'

'Can it? Your fucking locking the doors, closing the blinds, do you have a fucking gun under that uniform?'

'And what could you do if I did?' Joey looked around

'Run?'

'The door is locked, genius.'

'Ah at least I could get away from the wall and try escape.'

'I can pull a trigger fast than you can run, Wheeler.'

'I'll just drop my pants and distract you again, richboy.'

'I don't think you'd like to be shot there.'

'I don't think you would.'

'What makes you think that, Mutt?'

'Because you'd be pissed off when I couldn't do ya.' He gave a sly smile.

'What makes you think I want that?' Kaiba's eyes narrowed.

'Your saying you don't?' Joey mirrored his expression.

'I am saying exactly that.'

'Was different last night…'

'I fucked you last night you stupid mutt.'

'Yeah and I can do a damn sight better than that.'

'Well excuse me for having never done it before!' Kaiba instantly covered his mouth with his hand. Joey's eyes widened as he looked over the blue eyed boy.

'Kaiba…you're a…'

'No. I never said that.'

'You just said…' Kaiba's mind began to race, he had to think fast to get himself out of this problem.

'You really think I've never done it Wheeler?'

'Well you just…'

'Oh get real. I've never done a mutt before. And to be honest, I don't intend to again.'

'Yeah whatever Kaiba, you fuckin' loved it.'

'Keep telling youself that, dog.'

'I will, cuz it's true.' Joey gave a wide grin and Kaiba allowed his eyes to narrow. He looked the blond over, taking in every inch of flesh, every strand of hair, and every animation in his body. Joey was nothing special. He was totally ordinary. In fact, he was less than that. He was a mess. His hair fell all about his face, in no particular fashion. He clothes had random creases, and he smelt of soap, which meant he probably couldn't afford cologne. Kaiba on the other hand had perfectly styled hair. His clothing was pressed fresh and clean. He smelled faintly of expensive colognes flew in from all over the world. He had tidy dress shoes compared to Joey's dirty trainers and his skin was immaculate, as Joey's was scarred and bruised from whatever fight he had been in. He was nothing special but he was,

'Beautiful none the less.' Kaiba muttered out loud.

'Wha' did you jus' say?' Joey stared at the brunet who threw him a confused look.

'What are you talking about Wheeler?'

'You said beautiful. What you talkin' about?'

'I want to know what your talking about. You stupid mutt, incoherent barking all the time. Someone should have you put down.'

'So you was going to kill me!' Kaiba didn't intend to change the subject, but he was glad it somehow worked.

'You're a fucking idiot, do you know that?'

'Then why are we in here.'

'I want to talk.'

'You want to talk, so you lock me in, shut the blinds and scare to fucking death?'

'You overreact to everything, don't you?'

'You were going to kill me!'

'I wasn't going to fucking kill you, now shut up.'

'I will not show up, they would find me eventually.' This was becoming frustrating.

'I was going to kill you mutt, but if you carry on it can be arranged.' Joey opened his mouth and then shut it again. He looked around the room, before walking to a desk and sitting on the table.

'Well, what do you want to talk about?' Huge honey eyes met sparkling sapphires. Kaiba placed his bag on the desk he was next to, before walking over to the golden boy.

'What do you think I want to talk about?' Kaiba's voice became dark.

'Kittens?' Joey gave a wide, hopeful smile.

'It is defiantly not kittens, Joey. You are an idiot.' First name terms?

'So, it's Joey now, Seto?' Joey narrowed his eyes in amusement, waiting for the reaction. Kaiba paused in his footsteps.

'Call me Seto, and I'll tear your tongue out.'

'Will you do it with your own?' The darker haired boy sneered at the blonds suggestive face. This conversation was going to be a lot more difficult than he had planned.

'You're disgusting.'

'You love it.'

'I love…' Kaiba stopped as he realised what he was saying. '…It when you think you're so good. I can't wait to see it when you ultimately fail.' It was a good recovery, and from what he saw, the blond hadn't noticed. He though back about what he almost said. Was it true? It couldn't be. He hated the blond. His annoying voice, his obnoxious habits and arrogance. He was a hateful person.

'So, what did you want to talk about, rich boy. I have class after break you know, and I can't be bothered with detention tonight.' Kaiba raised his eyebrow, suddenly the warning bell wrung.

'You will be at me house. Tonight. At 6. I wouldn't be late if I was you.' Kaiba turned on his heels and left, smirking.

'But what the fuck did you want!' Joey yelled after him, but the icy brunet had already unlocked the door and left. Joey's head drooped. Maybe Kaiba really did want to kill him.