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Bakurasgirl: You guys have really pulled through for me the last few days and I wish to thank all of you guys for helping me out. You are a great bunch of people and, though I shall be more cautious in the future, it doesn’t mean I am going to totally give up what I love: writing and hugging my Bakura plushie! * hugs Bakura plushies and runs around insanely *
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You’ll always be my Puppy
Joey wrapped his arm around Seto in a tight hug in bed. Seto folded his hands beside his head with a smirk of pride and self satisfaction.
“Had enough, puppy?”
Joey playfully slapped his lover’s arm. “Why must you always call me puppy? Why can’t you call me something else?”
“What would you like me to call you? “Rover?” Come a little closer, Rover.” Seto brought Joey closer to him as they engaged in a passionate kiss and once again pinned him to the bed. “You’ll always be my puppy, Joey. Don’t ever forget that.” Seto’s hands ran along the smooth chest of Joey Wheeler who began to whimper. “That’s it, Joey. Whimper like the puppy you are.”
Joey ran his right through Seto’s unbelievably hot hair and his left moved to his perfectly shaped abdominal muscles (sorry, guys..fantasies are intruding in my fic again). The boy on top couldn’t help but moan into Joey’s mouth as Joey’s hands moved to his back pressing themselves closer.
“But I’m your puppy, Seto. Yours alone. You know that. I am your special puppy.”
As if to agree, Seto’s hands returned to Joey’s collar. “You’re mine, puppy, boy….All mine.”
Outside, it began to rain and tapped on the windows lightly. The rain seemed only to enhance the romantic setting in the room.
In the rain, a young boy staggered through the rain tired and hungry towards the door at KaibaCorp. Kaiba lived on the top floor with Mokuba and Joey. KaibaCorp wasn’t his only home, he had many others, but he always felt more comfortable being near his company. Ryou’s hair became heavy as it was beat down by the rain. His schoolbag suddenly became heavy as he almost fell asleep by the door. He banged on the door desperately calling “Kaiba! Kaiba open up! Please!” A cough shook his form as his clothes became soaked in the downfall. “KAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIBAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
Ryou banged with his fists harder kicking and punching and screaming at the door angrily! “Why won’t you open? Have you shunned me too? LET ME IN, KAIIIIIIBA!” Ryou slid down the door as the rain joined with his tears. “Why won’t you answer me?”
The younger Kaiba opened the door to see Ryou half asleep in front leaning against the door. “RYOU! BIG BROTHER!” Mokuba called his brother on the phone.
Joey pulled Seto closer and the phone rang. Both buys grunted in disapproval. Seto picked up the phone and Joey continued his licks on Seto’s cheek like a real puppy would. *author laugh *
“I told you never to interrupt me while I’m working!”
“Big brother, Ryou is down here and he don’t look too good.”
“Mokuba? What are you doing down there?”
“You guys were getting so loud, I came down for a glass of milk.”
Seto blushed a little. “We’ll be right down, Mokuba. Get him inside.” Seto hung up the phone. “We have to get downstairs.”
“But……Seto?” Joey gave Seto puppy dog eyes.
“Look, Ryou is down there. This can wait until later.”
Joey fell back on the bed. If Ryou needed help, this could wait.
Ryou struggled off the ground and walked inside. Mokuba took him to the kitchen to dry off and removed Ryou’s school bag. Mokuba poured Ryou a glass of milk too.
“Are you hungry, Ryou?” Mokuba asked with the fridge door open. Ryou nodded.
Seto ran in and saw the condition of his friend. Ryou’s form had become thin and his hair dripped with rain. His eyes were red and cast down at the table passively.
Joey walked in and almost bolted from the room when he saw Ryou at the table. “Joey, go get some towels and my other robe. Fetch, boy!”
Joey ignored the last part and left.
“Ryou, what happened?”
Ryou quaked and pulled Seto close to him and quickly buried his face in Seto’s chest. “I was……kidnapped….after school..”
Mokuba turned around from the fridge and saw Ryou cry.
“What do you want to eat?”
“Cook some tomato soup. We don’t want him to get sick.”
Ryou coughed hoarsely. “They…locked me in a dusty basement…couldn’t breathe in there.”
Joey returned to them with Seto’s black robe. When Ryou saw the black robe, he cringed and whimpered.
“Not…..black….please.”
“Why not?”
Ryou coughed again. “She……….wore…….black.”
Joey ran and gave the towels to Seto who dried Ryou’s hair. “We won’t give you anything black then. Go on, Ryou.”
“She kissed me……..tried to….she wanted me to….lie down.”
Mokuba turned to Ryou after stirring the soup. “Did she do anything to you?”
“I….saw my mom. My mom rescued me.”
Seto and Mokuba exchanged glances. “Your mother is dead.”
Ryou looked at Seto with panic stricken eyes. “No! She’s alive! I saw her! She held onto me! My mother’s not dead! She’s here! I can find her! She lives in a light. I have to find the light! Bakura’s my light! He’s gone! Gone! Gone!” Ryou clutched onto Seto’s shoulders. Joey returned with a red robe and saw Ryou’s panic attack.
“Ryou, it will be alright. Promise.” Seto clutched Ryou close to him and rubbed his forehead. Mokuba poured the soup into a bowl and carried it to Ryou.
Joey pulled Ryou’s shirt off and Seto