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Puppyshipping ABC's	By : AnonymousTigress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12830 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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L is for Limp
He hadn’t noticed it before. After all, he didn’t make a habit of watching Wheeler. It was by accident one day that he noticed it. Wheeler had gotten up in his face as usual and, sadly, his anger had gotten the best of him. Luckily, a teacher had separated them after he had Wheeler up against the lockers by the collar of his shirt.
He had roughly planted Wheeler back down on his feet. The blonde had stumbled away from him as he went to retrieve his backpack. Glaring at Wheeler’s back, Seto took notice that the younger male was putting more weight on one leg. When he stooped down for his backpack, Joey bent down at the waist with one leg slightly raised up. At the time, he thought it was Wheeler being silly.
A few days later, it became clear to him that Wheeler wasn’t being silly. His right leg was injured in some way. And his friends knew about it. He had been at his locker sorting through a few things while the dweeb squad had been just down the hall.
From a side look, Seto had watched as Tristan threw an arm around Joey’s shoulders and he did the same. This way something he had often seen the two do. However, this time, his keen gaze watched very carefully as they walked away. Taylor was holding Joey up and helping him to walk while Joey leaned his weight on him.
Once they disappeared around the corner, Seto slammed his locker shut. He prided himself on always knowing what was going on. Wheeler having a limp did not compute.

/……/

Seto spotted his prey as he came into the library. Nothing added up. He had checked every hospital within a 100 mile radius. If Wheeler’s leg was as injured as he thought, then the blonde should have receiving care from someone. Yet he had yielded no results, which further aggravated the brunette.
“Motou.”
Yugi’s head snapped up from the book he was looking at. He looked quite visibly confused.
“Kaiba? Did you need something?” Yugi asked, closing his book.
“I need information, Motou. Why is Wheeler limping around here and why isn’t he receiving care for it?”
At instant, Seto could tell Yugi knew what he was talking about. His face paled while his eyes widened marginally. He bit his bottom lip and turned his head away.
“I really shouldn’t….It’s Joey’s business, Kaiba,” Yugi muttered.
He started to stand, but Seto’s hand shot out to seize his shoulder. This stopped him effectively as he turned worried eyes up to the teen CEO.
“I’m making it my business, Motou. You tell me now or else.”
Yugi didn’t know what “or else” could mean, but he didn’t want to find out. He slowly sat himself back down and lowered his head. Seto released his shoulder and pulled out a chair to sit with him.
“Joey thought you knew, Kaiba, but when he found out you didn’t, he decided not to say anything. He got that limp a year ago…when he was out with Mokuba.”
Seto listened in rapt attention. Mokuba had begged and begged for Seto to let him spend a Saturday with Joey. The blonde had assured him he wouldn’t let anything happen to his brother; Seto had told him if he did, Joey would get it ten times worse. That night, his brother had been “twitchy” and not wanting to talk. Now he was beginning to understand why.
“Joey took Mokuba out of town and they had a great time. But…” Yugi paused. Seto’s glare forced him to continue. “A group of guys recognized Mokuba and started harassing him on your company’s recent failure.”
Seto listened as Yugi told him what Joey had told him. Joey had jumped in between the guys and Mokuba; he had fought them off and yelled at Mokuba to run for help; the guys had overpowered Joey when one caught him in the knee with a tire iron.
“The guys escaped before Mokuba could return with the police. They tried to take him to an urgent care center, but Joey insisted that he had to get Mokuba back on time. Joey hasn’t been able to take proper care of his leg because he has outstanding hospital bills and he has no pediatrician.”
Wheeler had not only almost failed to protect his brother, but he had also ignored the care for himself by making sure Mokuba got home when Seto had wanted him back. This left Seto, through Mokuba, in debt to the blonde mutt.
Yugi jumped startled as the CEO pushed himself away from the table and stormed away. He whipped out his cell phone and opened up his text messages. His thumbs flew across his keyboard.
Warning. Hurricane K coming. RUN.

/……/

It took a while before he finally located Wheeler. After searching almost the entire school, Seto was convinced someone, most likely Yugi, had tipped Wheeler off. He found the blonde up on the roof sitting on the ledge with his back against the chain-link fence. His arms were crossed over his chest and his chin was resting on his chest with his eyes closed. At first, he thought the blonde asleep but when he stepped closer Wheeler opened his eyes.
The blonde looked tired and didn’t seem surprised to see him.
“Hey, Kaiba,” Joey said in a neutral voice.
“You weren’t planning on telling me,” Seto said, outright.
Joey chuckled, closing his eyes and leaning his head back.
“It was a need to know, Kaiba. And you didn’t need to know.” Sigh. “I ain’t dead and Mokuba’s fine. Now you can just leave me alone.”
“Not on your life, mutt,” Seto growled.
Joey glared as he grabbed the fence and carefully hauled himself up onto his feet. Seto took several steps forward and shocked the blonde by grabbing his bad knee. Ripping Seto's hand off his knee, Joey stumbled away from him, cursing and spitting.
“Mother effing…What the Hell is wrong with your head?! Gods, Kaiba! Damn that hurts!”
The blonde appeared to be in real pain as Seto watched him unable to put his foot down and apply any pressure. At least now he had rock solid evidence that he wasn't be played for a fool. While Joey continued cursing, Seto pulled out his cell phone and dialed Roland.
“Yes, sir?”
“Call the school. Tell them Wheeler and I are checking out.”
“Yes, sir. And what should I tell them, should they ask why?”
“Explain to them that their nurse and teachers are falling down on their jobs.”
Seto snapped the phone shut and pocketed it. Given that Joey was still limping away from him and cursing, Seto surmised that the younger boy hadn’t heard his phone conversation. Joey scampered back quickly away from him when Seto took a step towards him. Seto crowded him into a corner before shooting forward and snagging his arm. He surprised the blonde by swinging that arm around his shoulders and yanking him up against him.
He started walking them towards the roof door. Joey limped alongside him with a very confused look on his face. With his one arm around Wheeler’s waist and the hand clutching his side, Seto carried his laptop bag in his free hand. Joey tried to stop once but a rough squeeze to his side jerked him into continuing moving.
Joey didn’t question the brunette as he helped him limp back inside the school and down the stairs. They weren’t caught by either students or teachers as Seto led him down the hall. He led him out to the parking lot. Seto could feel Joey slowing down, probably from force of having to walk so far in such an amount of time.
With slight hesitation, Seto stopped them and released his hold on the blonde. Joey stared down in surprise when Seto carefully shoved his laptop case into his arms.
“Hold that and don’t drop it,” Seto commanded.
“But why am I-, WHAT THE HELL?!”
Seto flung an arm around his shoulders and behind his knees, lifting him up into his arms effortlessly. Joey yelped as the sudden jerky movements. He was relieved to be off his feet, but his current whereabouts was not much better.
“Kaiba, you put me the fuck down! I’ve had enough of this!” Joey shouted at him.
Joey freaked when Seto’s hand tightened over his bad knee. His hand flew down to grab Seto’s in a tight grip. He got up in Seto’s face with an angered look on his face.
“Don’t you fucking dare touch my knee again,” Joey growled.
“Then quit complaining,” Seto growled back.
Joey refused to release his hold on Seto’s hand, but he did quiet down as Seto started walking. Joey wasn’t surprised when Seto’s fancy silver car came into view. He figured that’s where the brunette had been dragging him to. Gently jostling his load, Seto pressed the unlock button on his keys. Joey at least had the decency to open the door for him.
Joey openly winced as Seto sat him down in the passenger seat, accidentally pressing his bad knee partially into the seat. After setting his load into the car and making sure all parts of him were inside, Seto closed the door. He walked around to the other side to climb into the driver’s seat.
Seto started up the car, pulled out of his spot, and took off. Joey found himself very glad that the car had seatbelts. He closed his eyes. Who knew the brunette was a damn maniac behind the wheel?
“Where ya takin’ me, Kaiba?” Joey mumbled.
“Hospital. I want you looked at by an expert,” Seto replied, not taking his eyes off the road.
Joey opened his eyes and grumbled as he turned to look at the teenage CEO.
“I’m sure Yug already told ya I got bills there and no doc. Hell, they won’t even give me the time of day,” Joey told him.
“You really think a few measly bills are going to bother me, mutt? Lay back and don’t fry what brain cells you have left.”
As much as Joey wanted to sling an insult back at him, he found that his body was exhausted from the over exertion. He reclined the seat and curled over with his back to the psycho. Joey winced as a stabbing pain shot through his knee.

/……/

“Mother effing…for fuck’s sake, Kaiba, my knee ain’t supposed to bend that far!”
“Oh, for the love of God, Wheeler! Quit whining!”
With his hand on the doorknob, Mokuba froze. Roland had informed Mokuba that Seto had company, but he hadn’t told him the company was Joey. Or that the two were in Seto’s room. He had been planning to leave his report card on Seto’s desk for him to see later. However, now he was more interested in listening to the two older males.
Mokuba leaned his ear against the door and listened. There were a few more curses from Joey and some grunting.
“Kaiba, I already told ya it ain’t gonna work so would you get off me?!”
Mokuba’s eyebrows shot up when he heard his brother utter a swear word of his own.
“Take it like a man, Wheeler. What do you think the special lotion is for?”
Mokuba’s twelve-year-old mind was working into overdrive. Like his brother, he knew far too much for his own good. And the image he was painting in his mind right now was one he had never considered before. Were his brother and Joey…doing it? While it was still daylight out? And within hearing range of his younger ears?!
“OW! Fuck, that hurts, Kaiba!”
“That’s because whoever got a hold of you first didn’t know what they were doing. I assure you I do.”
Mokuba’s left eye started twitching. He was starting to think all those hours his big bother spent on the computer might not have been all business work. He wasn’t sure he would be able to look at either teenager the same way again. He heard more grunting, cursing, and short cries.
Oh, gods. When am I going to know when they’re done, Mokuba thought to himself.
He certainly didn’t want to burst through the door and *gasp* interrupt them. No amount of therapy would be able to fix him if that was to happen. He jerked his head back when he heard a different sound. A more positive sound. Then he heard his brother’s familiar chuckle.
“That feel better, mutt?”
“Fuck yeah. Gods, that feels better.”
Chuckle. “Just a little longer. Then I’ll be done.”
Now his other eye was starting to twitch. This was so wrong. He was happy to hear his brother and Joey getting along, but this wasn’t exactly what he had in mind. He had pictured them maybe playing video games or having a friendly duel.
“…Thanks, Kaiba. That really did make me feel better.”
Chuckle. “Good. Had I known you were aching that long, I would have taken you a lot sooner.”
Mokuba made a face. There was no way he could just unhear that. That one sentence alone sprung to the top of the list of his “Things I NEVER Want to Hear My Big Brother Say.”
Distracted by his brother’s words, he didn’t hear Joey meekly ask for a drink and his brother get up from the bed. He suddenly fell forward onto the floor when Seto opened the bedroom door. Seto frowned down at him.
“Mokuba? What are you doing?” Seto asked.
Mokuba paused in his answering as he climbed to his feet. His brother was fully clothed and Joey was lying back on the bed in a pair of shorts and a shirt. His bad knee was wrapped in bandaging and propped up on a pillow.
“Uh…what are you doing, big brother?” Mokuba asked, instead.
Seto’s brow furrowed as he crossed his arms over his chest. Oh, that was never a good thing.
“Taking care of an injured stray. An injury I wasn’t aware of until most recently,” Seto said, shooting a knowing look at his sibling.
Mokuba grimaced. Thankfully, Joey was the one to reply.
“I told him not to tell ya, Kaiba. Told him that was all the payback he needed to give me,” Joey said.
“Not an acceptable answer, dog,” Seto said, without turning his gaze from his brother.
“Bastard,” Joey mumbled.
Seto chose to ignore him. He told Mokuba to go get a drink for Joey from the kitchen and to come back ready to answer his question. Mokuba quickly scurried out the door to comply with the heavy “suggestion.”
Seto replayed the last few minutes of “conversation” between him and complaining mutt. His genius mind quickly put two and two together. He closed the door with a chuckle before turning to walk back to his bed. Joey stared at him with a very confused look on his face.
“Whatcha laughin’ at, Kaiba?” Joey asked, a little weary of what the brunette may say.
Seto stopped to stand beside the bedridden blonde. He stared down at the younger male with an eerie smirk. A smirk that made Joey want to fling himself off the bed and out the second story window.
“I’m laughing, dog, at what Mokuba seems to think just transpired between us,” Seto said.
Joey’s face scrunched up.
“Come again?”
Rather than explain it in words, Seto’s hand snagged Joey’s hands to hold them down together at the wrist. His other hand dove into the blonde’s hair. He used the hold on his hair to pull his head back. Before the blonde could wonder about the brunette’s sanity level, Seto brought his mouth down on his.
The blonde was too injured to be able to do more than just lie there and take it. It sent jolts of pleasure through the normally stoic brunette to know he held such power over the blonde. He pulled the mutt’s bottom lip in between his and sucked on it. The blonde trembled, sending the shivers through their connected mouths.
He had a lot to owe to the blonde. The boy had protected his brother and yet couldn’t care for himself. Seto had always wanted a pet and now he found himself in possession of a golden puppy. He would have to remember to thank Yugi later for telling him the truth. He couldn’t wait to show the blonde just how much TLC he had to give to an injured puppy.
THUD. After he had a talk with Mokuba.
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