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100 Puppies and Dragons	By : ReizOokami Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8453 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or its characters and I make no money from the writing or posting of this story.

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Author's Note: Alternate-verse where Seto has cat ears and tail and creatures of his sort are treated as less than human. :p

Forgotten

Seto watched the dozens of people passing by and frowned, scratching his cheek lightly. 'That old lady's forgotten to put food out for me again.'

It wasn't too surprising, though. She'd been getting on in years and was quite forgetful. Well, he'd just have to go remind her. He was, after all, quite hungry, and as a stray, he would take what he could get that wasn't dumpster food, even if it meant letting the woman pet him and all around maul him with wuvins, or whatever goo-goo-ga-ga she spouted this time.

Climbing up the fire escape, he carefully avoided the windows he knew housed only animal haters and children (he liked children, but they pulled on his tail, and he didn't like that). Once he reached the elderly woman's window, he scratched at the window and yowled.

The window above it opened, and the man that lived there threw an old, worn-out shoe at him. He ducked under the stairs as the man slammed the window shut, still spitting curses at him even as he moved away from the window.

Seto scowled. What a dick. Like you'd ever hit me anyway.' He moved to scratch at the window again, but then the window above opened again. He crawled back under the stairs again, just in case the man lost it and tried to climb out after him, but a younger face appeared.

The boy smiled at him. "Hey, hey, stop that. She's not gonna open for ya. She moved."

Seto rumbled quietly. 'Damn. Who's going to feed me now?'

"I got some fried chicken," the boy offered, holding up a fried chicken breast.

The brunet started salivating just smelling it. He crept up the next flight of stairs and snatched the chicken out of his hand, gnawing on it immediately. 'Chicken has never been so filling or tasty!'

The blond human chuckled and licked his fingers, then began sliding the window shut. "Well, see ya, kitty."

Seto didn't know what drove him to do it—he didn't really think much of humans at all—but before he knew it, he heard a deep voice raspy from disuse saying, "Seto." And, after a shocked pause, he realized that he'd been the one who said it.

The blond blinked at him in surprise before smiling bashfully. "Seto. See ya, Seto."

Seto heard purring and realized with a bit of disgruntlement that it was him; he hadn't purred in so long that he'd forgotten what it felt like. It felt… warm. Happy.

As he was currently wearing threadbare clothes and was slightly damp from the previous rain, he was far from warm and happy, and he was pissed that a silly little human with a chicken breast had had such an effect on him.

…That human had had a nice voice.

'Humans are the reason you're on the streets, Seto. Get a grip,' he thought viciously, taking the steps down the fire escape two at a time and making so much noise that people started yelling out their windows again.

.-.-.-.-.-.

"Seto? Seto, kitty kitty kitty!"

Seto stood up straight, eyes wide as he turned toward the entrance of the alleyway he'd been in. When he saw the blond waving at him, it took all of his self-control not to leap into the dumpster and shut the lid in embarrassment, especially when he noticed all of the other humans giving the blond funny and disgusted looks. He rumbled quietly and took a few steps back.

The blond held up a thick black sweater. "Look what I found in my closet from that old lady! She made it too big, so maybe it'll fit ya!"

His own shirt was thin and had some holes in it from being too well worn, and he'd seen snow flurries recently. Hesitantly walking toward the human, he paused, frowning, then snatched the sweater out of his hands and scampered back. He took a moment to shed his useless shirt and paused when he heard the blond gasp. When he looked up, he saw that the human was looking at him with obvious approval and a bright blush across his cheeks.

…Well, he was a good-looking tom.

Seto took a moment to stretch his arms over his head and was pleased when the blond squeaked, blushed further, and scampered away.

Damn, he was purring again. He told himself it was because the sweater was warm and smelled like the elderly lady that used to feed him, but deep down he knew it was because the blond was cute and he smelled yummy when he was admiring him.

.-.-.-.-.-.

'Cold cold cold cold cold!' Seto climbed up the fire escape as quietly and quickly as he could, hesitating when he got to the blond's window. There was a little plate with a sandwich on it on the windowsill, protecting it from snow, and he quickly gobbled it up. Then, he rubbed at the steam on the window and peered inside.

He saw the human—Joey, he'd learned, after stalking him for a while. He looked around nervously before beginning to rake his sharp nails over the windowsill.

Joey looked toward the window in surprise, glanced behind him, then rushed over to the window and opened it. "Here, come on. Come in."

Seto crawled through the window and purred as he rubbed his head (ears especially) on the blond's chest.

The human blushed and rushed him into his room. "Jeez, ya idiot, my dad's home! You're freezin' and—Ugh, you're wet. Wait here, I'll go get ya a towel."

As Joey turned and began to walk away, Seto reached out and sunk his claws into the denim on his hips. "No."

The blond yelped as he was dragged back onto the feline's lap. "Gah!"

Seto licked his neck with his rough tongue. "Body heat."

"Nya-! Lemme go, pervert, the last time I kept ya warm with my body I couldn't walk!" He shivered as the brunet pulled his shirt up and lifted his arms so he could pull it over his head.

Seto purred. "Not fighting." He nuzzled the blond's chest and growled. "Mate?"

"I don't feel like matin' right now." Joey turned to wrap his arms around the brunet's neck and sighed. "Maybe later, once my dad's passed out."

The feline hummed and turned to crawl under the blond's blankets, curling up on the mattress happily. "Warm."

"Hey, get your wet stuff off," the blond complained, reaching out to help him strip off the wet turtleneck. He reached under the blankets to help him pull off his pants as well. "Gosh, there's no point if ya get the bed cold and wet, too." He turned to hang the brunet's clothes over a clothesline he'd put up, frowning as he moved them nearer to the space heater but not so close that they were in danger of setting the apartment on fire.

Seto began purring louder as the human stripped his pants off and crawled into bed with him. "Mine."

Joey muttered something he assumed was vulgar but cuddled up against him. "Go t' sleep, Seto. You're tired."

"Mine."

The blond giggled a little as the feline began kneading his side, curling his tail around his thigh as he began licking his hair with his rough tongue. "Seto, ya don't need t' groom me. I took a shower."

"Mine," Seto stated, shooting him a glare, before returning to grooming his hair. "Mine…"

Joey rolled his eyes and sighed, then shrugged and cuddled up against him. "If ya really hafta, Seto, ya weirdo."
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