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101 Puppies
By Hideki LaShae
Chapter Nineteen
Seto wakes
up to the annoying beeping of his alarm clock and he reaches over to turn it
off. He sits up and stretches. Then the thought occurs to him. “I didn’t dream
last night!”
Seto climbs
from bed happily and gets ready for school at a record breaking pace. He heads
to the kitchen and makes his toasted bagel. He’s just smearing peanut butter
over it when Mokuba and Katsuya walk into the kitchen yawning.
Katsuya
blinks at Seto. “You’re in here earlier than normal. What happened?”
“I just had
a very good night’s sleep,” says Seto but he silently thinks that it wasn’t all
that great even without the dreams.
“That’s
nice. I had a terrible dream about a flying mushroom!” exclaims Katsuya sitting
down after pouring up glasses of orange juice for everyone, “It was shooting
lasers at me and chasing me through the woods!”
Mokuba
giggles, and Seto bursts out into full-scale laughter.
“Heart
attack! Heart attack! Kaiba’s laughing!” exclaims Katsuya clutching his chest.
He smiles as he lifts his glass to his lips and takes a drink.
“So… I got
a call from your principal yesterday, Seto,” says Mokuba sternly, “It seems
you’ve been sleeping in class recently!”
“I’m
supposed to be scolding you for sleeping in class, not the other way around!”
exclaims Seto, “By the way… your principal informed me that you’ve been
skipping gym class. Would you like to explain why?”
“Are you
sure you really want to know?” asks Mokuba grinning evilly.
Katsuya
makes up two bowls of cereal and places one in front of Mokuba. He starts to
eat his own quietly.
Seto raises
an eyebrow at Mokuba and finishes the first half of his bagel before speaking
again. “What is it this time?”
“Spontaneous
erection,” says Mokuba in between bites of cereal.
Katsuya
nearly chokes on his cereal. “What?”
“Well…
seeing the other boys sweating and panting and naked in the shower room… it’s
enticing. It makes me think of other activities that could get them naked,
sweating, and breathless… I can’t help my body’s reaction to it!” exclaims
Mokuba, “Even though I am unofficially going out with Yugi now I am slightly
attracted to the other boys. Not enough to want to date them, but it’s like
looking at a porn magazine. You just have to look and wonder!”
“Jou,
remind me later to check the security level on the TV,” says Seto.
“Sure
thing, Kaiba,” says Katsuya, “We don’t need Mokuba watching the Playboy channel
or something like that.”
Seto nods
his agreement.
Mokuba
blushes. “I don’t watch that stuff anyway!”
“Yeah, and
I’m really a girl!” exclaims Katsuya smugly as he finishes his breakfast and
puts the dishes into the sink.
“Really?
Jou why didn’t you tell me?” asks Mokuba with wide eyes. He smiles as he
finishes eating.
“Let’s go
to school, you little hellcat!” exclaims Seto finishing his bagel before
downing the glass of orange juice Katsuya poured for him.
“I’m so
glad we go to public school instead of private school,” says Mokuba as they all
head out of the kitchen and grab their books.
“What’s
wrong with private school?” asks Katsuya, “I went to private school!”
“You what?”
asks Seto stopping mid-stride and staring at Katsuya in shock.
“When I was
first starting school and still living with my parents. I went to a private
Catholic school,” says Katsuya, “That’s probably why I’m not Catholic now!”
“A mutt in
private school. They’ll let anyone in, won’t they?” asks Seto smirking as he
heads to the limo and climbs in.
Katsuya
climbs in after Seto and sits across from him casting him an angry glare.
Mokuba
climbs in and closes the door. “So does your sister go to private school now?”
“Luckily
no. It was the combination of dual incomes that allowed my parents to send me
to that prissy school in the first place! I’m so glad that Mom can’t afford to
send Shizuka to that horrid place!”
“Was it
really that bad?” asks Mokuba.
“Not
really, I guess… if you’re into all that religion stuff, but I never was,” says
Katsuya blushing, “I was a troublemaker even then. You know those nuns would
hit you with a ruler across your knuckles? I don’t know if they can do that
now… child abuse laws and all that. But I remember that my knuckles were raw on
more than one occasion. And then they have this ‘Hail, Mary’ punishment. I
never understood that one!” A shiver runs down Katsuya’s spine at the memory.
“Now I’m really
glad that I don’t go to private school!” exclaims Mokuba.
“He always
wanted us in public school so that we would know who we were employing in the
company,” says Seto looking out the window, “He didn’t want us to be employing
stupid mutts like you.”
Katsuya
sighs and looks down at the carpeted floor.
“Seto!
Apologize! That was just plain rude!” exclaims Mokuba.
“I’ll never
apologize to that mutt!” exclaims Seto. He looks at Katsuya and sees his
subdued form slumping in his seat, and his heartbeat quickens.
Katsuya’s
head hangs so his hair covers his face, but the clothing he wears fits him
snugly enough to attract attention.
Seto
remembers the feeling from his dreams, the feeling of holding Katsuya in his
arms, and he smirks slightly to himself before he catches sight of Mokuba
glaring at him. “No mutt will ever deserve an apology!”
“Seto!”
snaps Mokuba.
“Only a
puppy would deserve an apology,” says Seto and he stresses his next words as he
stares at Katsuya with an emotion not quite hidden behind the sudden warmth of
his eyes, “My puppy.”
“You two
are impossible!” exclaims Mokuba.
Katsuya
jerks his head up and glares at Mokuba. “What did I do?”
Mokuba
groans and shakes his head.
The limo
pulls to a stop outside of Mokuba’s school, and he climbs out mumbling about
“the two fucking stubborn jerks” still inside.
“We’re
going to have a serious talk about your language when you get home, Mokuba!”
exclaims Seto as the black haired boy closes the door loudly.
“Little
devil,” says Katsuya staring out the tinted window at the boy running away.
“Conniving
brat,” adds Seto glaring at the closed door.
“Annoying,”
says Katsuya, “But quite a zealot.”
Seto turns
to face Katsuya and raises an eyebrow.
“But
somehow still the yin to your yang,” adds Katsuya turning to look at
Seto smugly.
“Thankfully
not a Xerox of me though,” says Seto realizing the game that Katsuya
innocently instigated and wondering to himself who will win.
Katsuya
smiles. “He’s a workaholic when it comes to schoolwork.”
Seto nods
with a smirk. “Vulture.”
“A
voracious vulture,” says Katsuya, “But a utilitarian. Have you noticed
that?”
“With that tyke?
Of course!” exclaims Seto.
Katsuya
chuckles. “Luckily though his skepticism is a deterrent to his slight
solipsism.”
“He’s a renegade
that way,” says Seto chuckling.
“Quite.”
“At least
he’s not guilty of patricide,” says Seto looking away.
“He’d be an
outlaw for that, unless it was self defense, and I’m sure it had to be,”
says Katsuya moving into Seto’s line of vision, “No one, not even you,
would do that without reason.”
“You’re
thinking. This must be a momentous occasion for you, mutt,” says Seto.
“That’s low.”
Katsuya shrugs and turns his own gaze away.
“Not for a kindergartener
like you,” says Seto clenching his fist tightly.
“Jackass!”
“Idiot!”
“At least
I’m not a helot to a company I inherited by shoving my old man out a
window to save my little bro from being molested!” snaps Katsuya.
“That’s going
too far!” shouts Seto punching Katsuya in the jaw.
“Fine,
you egotistical prick!” exclaims Katsuya rubbing his jaw, but he doesn’t
try to retaliate. Even he knows when his mouth has gone too far.
“Dumb
mutt!” Seto glares at Katsuya.
“One day,
you’ll get your comeuppance, and you’ll be the dog sniveling at my
feet!” exclaims Katsuya.
“I’ll
believe that when I see it, bastard!”
“When that
day comes, I’ll make you apologize too, asshole!” exclaims Katsuya.
“Not in a zillion
years, now quit your yelping!” exclaims Seto.
Katsuya
laughs as the limo stops at their school. “Good game, Kaiba! Maybe we’ll
continue it later! When you’re not so wanton!”
“Do you
even understand half of the words your virginal mind has been using?”
asks Seto climbing out of the limo first.
“I understand
them all, Kaiba. Why else would I use them in our little tête-à-tête?”
replies Katsuya following Seto out of the limo.
“But can
you use them in syntax?” asks Seto walking beside Katsuya towards the
school building and ultimately their first boring class of the day.
“I thought
I was, but if you don’t think I’m doing it properly, I could become reticent
for awhile,” says Katsuya.
“I’d have
to put you in quarantine then,” says Seto, “So that you can be psychoanalyzed.”
“That’s over
the top!” exclaims Katsuya walking into their classroom.
“No,
that’s reality!”
“Can we
leave this maelstrom alone so we can have a peaceful rest of the day?”
asks Katsuya.
“At least
until lunch. That’s when you would turn into a kleptomaniac,”
says Seto smiling as he follows Katsuya into the room and shoves him out of the
way.
“Are you jealous?”
asks Katsuya.
“Impossible!”
“Ooo… hostile!”
“German
shepherd!” Seto smirks and sits down at his desk.
“Fuck
off!” exclaims Katsuya plopping down in the seat in front of Seto with his back
to the CEO.
“That’s execrable!”
exclaims Seto pulling out his book to start reading.
“Knock it
down a few decibels!” exclaims Katsuya.
“You’re cumbersome,”
says Seto with a sigh.
Katsuya
sighs and turns around to look into Seto’s icy blue eyes. “You are the perfect businessman!
Arrogant, brazen, conceited, demanding, egotistical…”
“And you
make the perfect dog… loyal, dependable…”
Katsuya
stands and heads over to his desk to sit down. “Maybe I am like a dog in many
ways, but I would need a master to truly be a dog!”
“I’m your
master!”
“In your
dreams!”
Seto
blushes slightly and hides behind his book.
“I have the
rest of those dreams translated,” says Katsuya, “I’ll give them to you after
school. I left them in my nightstand. I was working on them last night when I
couldn’t sleep.”
“Fine,”
says Seto.
After a
moment of silence other students slowly start to arrive to the classroom, and
the day begins in earnest.
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