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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: Follow-up to At Peace.

Unsettling Revelations

"Why would you do this to me!"

"You were never supposed to find out!"

"I have a fiancée and you're telling me you'll die without me!"

"You don't hafta leave her, you idiot! Just go home and forget ya ever saw me!"

"JOSEPH WHEELER I HATE YOU AND THE POSITION YOU'VE PUT ME IN!"

"JUST GO AWAY! I DIDN'T WANNA SEE YA ANYWAY!"

Seto frowned and leaned his chin on his hand, staring down into his cup of coffee pensively. Joey would die without him—had planned on dying without a word to him.

It explained why he'd come onto him so suddenly, he realized glumly. Joey had needed someone to be a dominant mate and he'd filled that role. He'd been the mean to an end.

Joey would die without him.

Seto rubbed his eyes and sighed tiredly. Joey had been a very good friend, even after they'd stopped sleeping together. Knowing that he would cause the blond's death by not paying attention to him would weigh on him for years.

Feeling a pair of hands sliding into his hair, he moaned and tilted his head back. "Vivian, not now."

She hummed and nuzzled his neck gently. "What's wrong, darling?"

Seto frowned a little.

Joey looked up at him and smiled, holding up a plate of hash browns. "I'm almost done makin' pancakes if ya wanna sit down!"

Seto sat down at the table and sighed. "…Mmh."

The blond immediately frowned as he brought the plate of hash browns to the table. "What's wrong, dragon?"

"…I don't know. Just tired, I guess," the older boy muttered, frowning.

Joey tilted his head. "…Want a blowjob?"

Seto snorted. "A blowjob, Joey?"

"Just a quick one. I wouldn't wanna let the pancakes burn," the blond replied brightly. "'sides, you're not tellin' me what's wrong, so I'm just goin' with what I know!"

Seto looked up and frowned. "Vivian, if I was having a bad day, how would you make me feel better?"

She blinked at him, then smiled. "I'd give you a massage and make a delicious dinner for you, of course!"

"…Hmm." The older boy snorted. "That's funny because you can't cook to save your life."

"Well, I'd hire someone else to cook it for me, then. But I'd give you that massage myself," she added, winking and giggling coyly.

Seto tilted his head. "You wouldn't ask me what was wrong?"

Vivian frowned. "Why would it matter? You'd be upset. I'd do my best to make you feel better."

"…Oh." The brunet looked down at his coffee again.

"You've been down the whole week, dragon. Tell me what's wrong or stop moping," Joey ordered, scowling. "And if ya keep mopin' without tellin' me what's wrong, I'm revokin' blowjob privileges."

"…One of the character designs for the new game that came out was not okayed by me. She's a hooker. This game is for ten-year-olds. I feel like I'm promoting the showing of pornography to minors."

"Oh, I'm sure it's not that bad," the blond laughed, walking over to look at the file the brunet had been staring at. He paused. "…Oh. It is that bad." He blinked, then laughed and smacked the older boy on the shoulder. "Sucks t' be you then!"

"…That's it? It just… sucks to be me?" Seto asked in disgruntlement.

Joey frowned. "What else do ya want me t' say? I don't know anything about your business. But hey, word of mouth from the kids that have it will have all the kids buyin' it, just t' check it out. …Then again, maybe that's just me. I was watchin' porn by the time I was twelve," he muttered, frowning as he wandered back over to the puzzle he'd been putting together.

Joey would die without him. Quirky, fun, clueless Joey who knew how to cheer him up or cool him down would die. Joey, so full of life and spunk would be gone.

"I should probably get married. It's what everyone's expecting, and I do need an heir to the company." Seto played with the strands of the blond's hair and marveled at how soft it was—like he always did when he played with his hair.

Joey blinked slowly. "Oh. What does that mean for us, then?"

The brunet paused. "…Well, I can't really risk looking like a player and date two people at once." He tilted his head. "And this was all just sex, wasn't it?" He noticed the blond's expression losing the warmth it had, but for some reason, he didn't look upset—just resigned. "So we'll just go our separate ways."

Joey sighed. "Oh, I see." He smiled—it didn't look forced, but there wasn't any real happiness behind it. "Yeah, alright."

Joey had decided to die at that moment rather than fight for a relationship—and his life.

And he didn't want to lose such a selfless person when Joey had been the only one to treat him as a lover rather than a personal bank that happened be a good fuck.

Seto slammed his hands on the table and snarled, "I'm going to kill him myself!"

Vivian shrank back a step, startled. "Kill who-?"

"Just—him!" the brunet growled, scowling. He turned toward the woman and sighed. "…Vivian, you haven't signed that prenup yet. Why is that?" He gave her a moment to sputter before he continued, "Either sign it or get out. I don't have time to waste on you when there are other people willing to sleep with me and sign that prenup."

"Wh—Hu—You cold-hearted asshole!" she shrieked, glaring at him. "Did it ever occur to you that I love you?"

Seto leaned toward her and snorted derisively. "My dear, if you loved me, you'd have signed that prenup days ago. Besides, I already heard you tell one of your friends that you were taking birth control and had no intent of having children any time soon. Your ability to bear children was the only reason I even started dating you."

Vivian sputtered in both confusion and rage. "You tapped my phone?"

"I tapped my phones in my home. You're the idiot that used them." As she fumed and gripped her hands into his fists, he smirked and added, "Mokuba was right. You're not even that pretty."

Vivian let out an angry screech and lunged at him.

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"I've heard chicken soup can work wonders for the ill," Seto commented, dragging a chair over to the blond's bed and sitting down. He opened the plastic container he'd brought. "Don't make me be an airplane or a choo-choo and just eat it yourself, please."

Joey groaned and turned to look at him, tired eyes snapping open when he saw the scratches on the brunet's cheek. "Seto, what happened t' your face-!"

"My fiancée didn't appreciate being told that she wasn't pretty," the brunet drawled. "She wouldn't sign the prenup anyway. It's not a real loss." He lifted the plastic bowl. "Soup?"

"…So you're… not gettin' married?" the younger boy whispered, brows furrowing together in confusion. "But ya said ya wanted a baby, and she—"

Seto promptly shoved a spoonful of soup in his mouth. "You just happened to mention being able to provide me with an heir yourself, Joey."

"But the public wouldn't like—"

Seto shoved another spoonful into his mouth. "When have I ever cared what the public thinks of me?"

Joey glared at him and grumbled as he forced himself into a sitting position. "You're such a—Hnn!" He swooned slightly as his vision swam, and he was certain he would feel his skull thud against the wall, but then he felt the brunet catch him, pulling him to his chest swiftly. "Uhn-!"

"You're still awfully weak," the brunet muttered, cupping hic cheek in concern. "I'll have to fix that." He wiped a little bit of soup from the corner of the younger boy's mouth with his thumb. "You'll be okay."

The blond sighed and leaned into his touch, eyes fluttering shut as his body recognized its mate. "Seto, I mated with ya without ya knowin' for life."

"You did," Seto agreed. "I must admit that I'm a little upset that you would be so underhanded, but I understand why you did it now." He brushed his lips over the blond's cheek and couldn't help a smile when he sighed and pressed closer to him. "I should be furious, I know. But I had quite a revelation earlier and decided I could live with this."

"Ya realized your fiancée—"

"Ex-fiancée."

"—Ex-fiancée wasn't pretty enough for ya anymore?"

Seto paused, then quietly replied, "No, it was more that I realized that the one person who has ever treated me like a person decided that he'd stand aside and let me pursue what I thought was best for me. Joey, I don't want to lose you."

Joey's eyes blinked open slowly. "Seto, I don't want ya t' feel like ya hafta—"

"I don't feel like I have to. I want someone who will let me have my space but still have enough backbone to give me an ultimatum." The brunet kissed him lightly. "Someone who will allow me to keep to myself but will also make me open up when I need to, even if I don't want to." He paused, then chuckled quietly. "Someone who thinks that blowjobs are suitable currency in a relationship."

"I gave ya awesome blowjobs," Joey mumbled, frowning. "Ya sayin' that when I said ya wouldn't get a blowjob, that didn't mean anything?"

"I just thought it was cute that you thought you could control me with blowjobs," the older boy cooed. "But you're right. You were pretty good at those." He stroked the blond's cheekbone idly, then sighed and helped him to lie back down on the bed. "I realize it's taken you several years to get into this state, but how long will it take you to get completely healthy again?"

"…With constant exposure t' ya, maybe a couple months. I'll get a lot better in the first and second week, an' the rest would just be improving 'cause of the way I did it. But you're busy, and—" Joey scowled as the brunet pulled out his phone and began typing. "Ya hate when people text in front of you, asshole, so why do ya think ya get t'—"

"I'm taking the next two weeks off," Seto declared. "And once you're healthy enough, I will be moving you back into the mansion."

The blond huffed. "Don't I get a say in this?"

"Did I get a say in mating for life?" the brunet deadpanned.

The younger boy frowned awkwardly. "…Blowjob?"

"Joseph Wheeler, you are the worst. You're not even capable of giving me one and yet you're trying to bribe me." Seto hummed thoughtfully. "…Maybe when you're healthier. Until then, please just stick to puppy eyes so I don't feel like taking advantage of you."

Joey smiled a little. "I think I can handle that."

"Why do you like giving me blowjobs so much anyway, you freak," the brunet mumbled, crawling onto the bed and cuddling up behind him.

"'cause for that brief moment of time, I am in control. I have the power t' give pleasure or bite your dick off," the younger boy replied, yawning. "If ya piss me off, I might bite ya."

Seto frowned. "That's not very romantic. But it does make sense." He shuddered at the thought. "Remind me of that whenever I start to make you too angry."

"Of course, Kaiba," Joey sighed, enjoying the warmth of the brunet at his back. "I'll try not t' forget."

Seto had the unsettling feeling that Joey would be using this against him.
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