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100 Puppies and Dragons	By : ReizOokami Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8453 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author's Note: Hmm. :| How do I feel about this chapter? I didn't know where to end. So I ended it there. I didn't want to drag it out and beat it.

Gunshot

Seto heard the gunshot, but was unaware of where it had come from. He heard the splatter of liquid on his leather coat and looked down, eyes widening when he saw the dark crimson dripping down in long red streaks. He realized that it couldn't be his blood, though, and he felt the hands that had been gripping his coat loosening.

He saw Joey's jaw go slack, eyes wide and confused as he looked down at the spot of red on his off-white t-shirt. Almost as if in slow motion, the spot grew into a grotesque rose of blood, a bloody stem dripping down until the fabric became too saturated. The blood dripped off the hem of his shirt to begin a puddle on the ground.

It had felt like time had slowed down, like nothing was around them.

Then Joey's legs buckled, and he looked up at him in confusion and—and betrayal? Why? He hadn't had anything to do with—

The world came rushing back as if it had been on pause and was suddenly rushing to catch up.

Seto couldn't help a yelp as Roland grabbed him and threw him into the nearby limo. The man had never been so rough with him before, even during other assassination attempts. He was about to snarl about it when Mokuba was promptly thrown on top of him. "Ow!"

"Gah!"

"Take them home!" Roland barked at the driver, then slammed the door shut.

The two heard the tires squeal as their driver hurried to follow the orders. Seto looked out the window, hoping to see if he could figure out what happened.

He saw a bunch of his bodyguards wrestling each other on the ground. Roland was kneeling over Joey, having taken off his jacket to use as a compress.

Then they turned a corner and the scene faded from sight, just as Tristan lunged forward to help his friend as he also stripped off his coat.

Mokuba sat up and breathed in shakily. "Seto, what just happened?"

Seto felt both angry and weak for not having a good answer for him. "I… I don't know, Mokuba."

"Is that Joey's bl—Seto, there's something stuck in your coat!" the younger boy gasped.

The brunet blinked, then looked down at his coat, feeling sick to his stomach when he saw the red-brown stain of the blond's blood. Seeing something glint in the middle of the splatter, he blinked, then grabbed his leather and carefully pried it out.

It was a bullet.

Seto jerked his head to look out the back window despite knowing that the scene was long gone.

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"The fuck do I always get mixed up in your problems?" Joey complained weakly as he saw the brunet coming into the room. "Seriously, if someone's tryin' t' kill ya, they could at least wait until I'm outta the fuckin' way."

Seto paused, frowning, then stepped in further. He shut the door behind himself and walked over to sit in the chair next to the bed. "It wasn't an assassination attempt."

The blond blinked at him tiredly. "Wasn't?"

"No." Seto ran a hand through his hair. He hadn't imagined this being quite so difficult to say. "One of my new bodyguards was a little… overzealous, when it came to protecting me." When the younger boy only stared at him, he sighed. "Somehow he managed to get someone to forge his psyche evaluation. He's obsessed with me and he takes his job to protect me… quite personally."

Joey frowned. "What are ya sayin', Kaiba?"

The brunet tilted his head and glanced away. "He saw you grab me and get in my face. Despite this being a regular occurrence and informing my bodyguards that they were in no way to interfere with my altercations with you, he disregarded that order and…" He sighed and looked back at the blond, unable to help feeling guilty for his injury despite the fact that he hadn't known about the man's psychosis and it certainly hadn't been his job to protect Joey.

"…He was tryin' t' kill me," the younger boy whispered, brows furrowing together. "'Cause he thought I was gonna hurt ya?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Of course, he's been fired and is being prosecuted. I can't forgive this. What if it had been someone else? What if he'd gotten jealous of Mokuba touching me? I couldn't just let him—"

"I was gonna kiss ya."

Seto went silent, frowning, as the blond looked up at him, before continuing as if he hadn't spoken. "I couldn't just let him get away with this. Technically, he had the right to protect me after you put your hands on me, but he didn't give you any warning and he certainly didn't have to immediately go for his gun."

Joey stared at him for a few moments, then repeated, "I was gonna kiss ya."

The brunet raised an eyebrow. "Joey, you were yelling at me."

"…I promised myself I was gonna leave ya speechless. So I was gonna kiss ya and leave." The younger boy smiled. "I guess maybe I deserved it. That was a stupid idea."

Seto scowled. "A stupid idea does not deserve to be met with getting shot, you idiot."

The blond stared at him a few moments longer, then smiled again. "Kaiba, I think I'm doped."

"I figured." He huffed. "You were shot."

Joey snuggled into his pillow and sighed, eyelids drooping. "'m tired."

"You should be. They told me you got out of surgery a few hours ago and still haven't slept."

"…Will ya kiss me goodnight, Kaiba?"

Seto opened his mouth to snarl that he was an idiot, then paused. The blond was clearly as high as a kite. He was certain that if Joey was in a clear state of mind, he'd demand to be closed in a room with the former bodyguard to exact his own form of justice, not saying he may have deserved it. Hell, he probably wouldn't even remember this the next day.

So he sighed, then stood up and leaned over the bed to gently kiss him on the mouth.

Joey smiled a dopey smile as he pulled away, eyes finally drifting closed. "G'night, Kaib'."

"Goodnight," Seto replied, then, before he could stop himself, reached out to brush his long hair out of his face.

He paused a moment, fingers hovering over the blond's face, then slid his hand down to rest on his side, frowning. The bleached white bandages seemed to shine in the bright lights the hospital seemed so fond of.

He stared at the bandages, imagining the hole in the blond's flesh on either side. The bullet had passed clean through his body. Luckily it hadn't hit anything vital, but it had passed through his shoulder—through the scapula. He was in for some physical therapy after it healed. In any case, he had a metal plate in there now. He'd have to get used to metal detectors beeping whenever he passed through them.

Seto sat back in the chair and sighed, then buried his face in his hands.
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