[fic] YGO: Guard Dog Cont
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ickaimpSome more snippets from the Yu-Gi-Oh!: Guard Dog fanfic.
We've done some more tweaking to the orginal story, we'll upload it later. *yawns*
The chimes above the door rang, echoing throughout the Kame Game Shop. "Yo." A friendly voice called.
"JOUNOUCHI!" Forgoing the usual greeting, Yuugi launched himself at his blond friend. Once again, he hadn't seen Jounouchi for months, although this time the blond had kept in contact through e-mail and phone calls. To his surprise however, Jounouchi flinched slightly as Yuugi's arms wrapped around the blond's waist, before returning the hug.
He opened his mouth to question if everything was okay when Honda and Otagi came running out of the back room where they had been drinking tea and talking. The two spiky haired boy tackled Jounouchi, thumping him on the back, stealing his top hat and messing up his hair.
Jounouchi laughed, wrestling them back before grabbing the top hat back and shoving it on his head. "New look?" Otagi chortled, straightening the lapels of the flared dress coat that some what went with the top hat. Jounouchi had his usual tee-shirt, jeans and sneakers on underneath, making for a motley out fit.
Yet for someone who worked for Kaiba, it made a certain amount of sense... At least it wasn't leather and buckles.
"Is that a dog collar?" Honda pressed, poking Jounouchi's neck. Yuugi's eyes went wide as he realised that yes, that was a dog collar around his friend's neck. With the Kaiba Corp logo hanging from it.
Okay, -some- leather and buckles...
"It's a communicator." Jounouchi muttered as he mock-shoved the pointy haired boy off of him. "And shut up, I don't want to hear any jokes about it."
"Probably got enough of them from Kaiba when he wrestled it on you." Otagi leered playfully. "So just what is your relationship with him now, Jounouchi? Rumours say you're never seen far away from Kaiba these days. He finally claim you as his pet?"
"Come off it." Jounouchi growled. "I work as a bodyguard for both him and his brother. How am I supposed ta do that if I'm not right there? Which means-" He haughtily straighten the jacket. "-I have to dress better than -some- slobs I know."
This earned the laughter he'd probably been hoping to provoke from Otagi and Honda, but Yuugi frowned thoughtfully. Jounouchi had said earlier that he was working for -Mokuba-, not Kaiba as well.
Their louder friends dragged Jounouchi into the back room to catch up, Yuugi trailing behind, watching with thoughtful eyes. Jounouchi was animated, cheerfully talking up a storm and keeping the conversation going. But he hung back a little as well, not jumping into the mock wrestling matches with his usual abandon.
Alarm bells rang in Yuugi's head.
Honda and Otagi didn't seem to notice however, grinning and joking like they always did. Talk shifted around those that weren't present, Anzu who had just gotten a role in "Jewel of the Sage" in New York, not the lead, Black Magician Girl, but she was working on it. Bakura had moved to Egypt with Malik, Rishid and Isis to put his archaeology background to use to protect and record the remains of Malik's home. Evidently, Shadi stopped by occasionally to help them out, now that his job was done as well.
Otagi talked about the the latest games he was developing, inviting them to help with the beta testing. Jounouchi shared stories about various pranks he and Mokuba had played on the elder Kaiba, such as the incident with the French Maid Uniform. But never anything too close, too personal.
Time passed quickly, too quickly really, and Otagi and Honda excused themselves, joking about how unlike some, they had jobs to do. Yuugi smiled sadly and waved them good-bye.
Jounouchi rose to do the same and Yuugi quickly placed himself between his blond friend and the door. His Other Self had been very good at teaching him intimidation tactics. And if need be, he could swing a mean frying pan.
The blond noticed, giving him a weak half smile. "What's up, Yuugi?" The casual attitude didn't fool him in the least, they'd been friends for way too long for that.
"Jounouchi-kun...."
Jounouchi's face fell as he eased himself back down on to his perch on the arm of a chair. "Figures you would notice if anything was up." He muttered.
"Jounouchi..." Yuugi sighed and started again. "Do I need to make some phone calls to hide the body?"
That got a reaction. "Huh? What?"
"Kaiba." Yuugi smiled. "Do I need to make some phone calls to bury his body?"
Jounouchi laughed. It had a harsh sound to it, almost a sob. It faded, replaced by a rueful grin. "No. It's not his fault. Not anybody's fault really."
"That you have ears and a tail?"
For a moment, he almost wished he had a camera for the expression on Jounouchi's face. Disbelief, shock, horror, amazement. It faded into something tentative as Jounouchi reached up and took off the top hat.
At first, it wasn't obvious that anything was different with Jounouchi's hair, other than the fact that it was long enough on the sides to hide his ears. Then his hair appeared to move slightly. With a grateful groan, Jounouchi reached up and ferociously scratched at his head, ruffling the hair up.
Two furry ears perked up from the mess of blond hair. "That's so much better." Jounouchi sighed, smoothing his hair back. "They were starting to cramp up from being pressed down so long."
"Jounouchi..." Yuugi reached forward, tentatively reaching a hand up, his fingertips just brushing triangular ears. They moved, twitching slightly as they rotated from side to side. The flared coat moved, the tail thumping a friendly staccato against the chair. "Why did you hide this from us? Is this why you haven't stopped by in a while?"
"Yeah." The ears folded back, like a dog that had been scolded. Yuugi smiled, partly in relief. That was had worried him the most, Jounouchi was an extremely expressive person and the lack there of was like suddenly finding the sky was pink with plaid stripes. "Guess I should have known better, huh?"
"You could have told me." That hurt, a bit. But he could understand it. A bit. Like not knowing how to tell your friends that there were two of you inside of you, one who had no problems hurting people to win, or to protect him. "You're my friend, Jounouchi-kun. I won't turn you away."
Jounouchi reached out, pulling him into a hug. Yuugi gratefully returned it, wrapping his arms around Jounouchi's warm bulk, almost completely engulfed by his dearest friend. "I'm sorry." Jounouchi whispered. "I was just..."
Afraid. Terrified. Scared. Worried. About them. About how they would react.
"I know." Yuugi whispered back. He also remembered how it felt when His Other Self had left, like nothing would ever be the same again. It never was the same again, it would never be the same again, but it did get better. Jounouchi had been there for him during that and now it was his turn to return the favour.
Jounouchi released him after a moment, his eyes bright. "Thanks, Yuugi."
"Any time." Yuugi smiled, reaching up to ruffle Jounouchi's hair, like Jounouchi usually did to him.
The blond smiled back, then rubbed his face, removing any traces of weakness. "How could you tell?" Jounouchi asked, his tough bravado returning.
"You kept your back to us." Yuugi explained. "But the tail was visible occasionally from the front. Especially when it wagged."
"Er, yeah." The tail thumped again. "It's kinda got a mind of it's own. But it's uncomfortable to strap it to a leg." He turned red at the comment.
Yuugi snickered. "Maybe... we won't tell the others just yet."
"Um... yeah."
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Mokuba groaned, checking his watch again. Niisama was late. Again. Probably was holed up behind his desk, working on some last minute detail thing that 'couldn't wait'.
Jounouchi made a disgruntled noise in his throat as well. The blond hated waiting, sitting around doing nothing.
"Jounouchi!" Mokuba pointed up at the top of Kaiba Corp, towards his brother's office. "Fetch 'Niisama!"
He meant it as a bit of a joke, something to relieve the boredom until Niisama came down. He was not expecting Jounouchi to look at him like he had just been handed the Holy Grail, grin, then rapidly scooting out of the car and dashing towards the building. "Jounouchi!" Mokuba leaned out of the still open car door, as Jounouchi disappeared inside the doors. "It was a joke! A JOKE!"
Too late, the blond was far out of hearing range. "Ooh..." He wilted, sitting back down in the seat. Teach him to say things on impulse.
A minute later, Jounouchi came back out of the building, dragging his brother, clearly struggling and arguing with the obstinate bodyguard. There was a huge grin on Jounouchi's face, as if he'd suddenly discovered his meaning in life. A few security officers trailed after them, clearly uncertain as to what to do about their boss being kidnapped by his bodyguard.
"Fetch!" Jounouchi cheered, tossing Niisama in the car and following him in, closing the door behind him.
"Good boy!" Mokuba quickly pressed the 'lock' button and hit the intercom, ordering the driver to go Go GO! The car took off with a squeal of tires that knocked them all out of their seats.
Niisama glared at them both as he straighten his clothing, gathering his sense of dignity around him, silently promising that he WOULD remember this. Jounouchi was unfazed by this as he continued to grin hyperactively, bouncing slightly in his seat, his tail swinging in happy circles.
"Well," Mokuba shrugged gamely at his brother, motioning towards his happy doggish bodyguard. "He -is- part Retriever, after all."
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Sparing matches had changed in light of Jounouchi's... mutations.
For example, holding sparring matches in front of a room full of technicians while trying to keep said anatomical anomalies hidden was Not A Good Idea.
For one thing, the damn top hat wouldn't stay on.
Matches had since moved out of the holographic practise rooms into one of the 'spare bedrooms' in the mansion. Some mattresses placed on the ground, covered with foam rubber, it doubled as a sparring room and a bounce room for Mokuba.
It was a bit small for Seto's tastes, but it was functional. Jounouchi didn't seem to care one way or the other. Of course, if his eyes went more than half-mast before breakfast, it was a miracle.
That didn't mean that he was helpless. Seto figured that if the pup- if Jounouchi could fight while half awake, he could fight just as well when awake.
Jounouchi had improved greatly since they had first started these sparing matches. He kept himself a bit too open for Seto's tastes, but that was Jounouchi all around. Too open, too easily hurt.
The blond's back was open, so Seto grabbed the golden furry tail during a pass and gave it a tug.
A monstrous growl filled the room, sounding like either the Red Eyes or Blue Eyes Dragons had suddenly appeared.
He had just enough time to notice that he probably not far wrong before he found himself struggling to stay up right in the face of a vicious onslaught.
Then he was flat on his back, pinned, looking up into a pair of almost furious brown eyes, almost reddish, and a set of fangs less than a breath space away from his face.
"I give." He croaked. The growling continued and he realised he was still staring in what could be considered challenge. He adverted his eyes, turning his head slightly to the side, leaving his neck vulnerable. It was not a sensation he cared much for.
The growling stopped, followed by a faint puff of breath on his bare neck, then he was being released. "Kaiba?" Jounouchi's usual voice asked, clearly confused. Seto looked back up to see the blond still straddling his hips, rubbing his tail. "Ow, ow ow... my butt hurts..."
"Then don't leave yourself open like that." He growled, propping himself up on his elbows. "And get yourself off of me!"
"Sor-ry." Jounouchi grumbled, clambering off of him, still rubbing his tail. "Dammit, that hurts, what the hell did you do?!"
"I tugged on it."
Note to self: Do not tug on tail.
"Yeah, well, don't." Jounouchi grumped, then extended a hand to help him up. The times of Jounouchi being scared of him because the blond had won a match were past. He took the offered hand and allowed himself to be pulled up.
This plan ran into a faint problem however when he realised that Jounouchi wasn't releasing his hand. "Jounouchi?"
The blond's gaze was fixated on his arm, his left arm, where the fabric covering his forearm had slipped, revealing a sliver of blue-silver skin.
"I thought there was something off about this." Jounouchi commented mildly, pushing the fabric back, the revealed skin glimmering in the light. "It's from when I got hit with that muck, isn't it? Mokuba said you caught me."
"Yes." He agreed. Jounouchi didn't appeared to be satisfied by just looking, his warm fingers slid from the skin of his hand to the thicker, cooler skin of the silvery skin, the same colour and texture of a Blue Eyes White Dragon. It was like armour there, Seto had broken a paper cutter on the the skin there, in a fit of anger and curiosity. The skin, if he could call it that, had remained unharmed.
He'd kept it covered not so much to hide it from the eyes of other people, but from himself. He didn't need to keep looking at it to know it was there.
Jounouchi's eyes softened and Seto snatched his arm away. "Don't apologise for it." He snapped, pulling the cover back down. Fucking pity. He hated pity. "It's not your fault."
Same as Jounouchi's transfiguration. Wasn't anyone's fault. Either that or it was both their faults.
Jounouchi appeared to think about it. "Does it hurt?" He finally asked.
"No." Bit of the opposite really. It was a bit like having a permanent armour bracer on his arm, but it certainly didn't -hurt-.
"Good." The blond moved back into a fighting stance. "So are we sparring or not?"
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Mokuba had been worried about Jounouchi. He'd known that the blond had been avoiding his friends since the lab incident and had been overjoyed to hear that he'd cleared the air with Yuugi.
This meant that the spiky-haired duellist came over for their 'Monthly Movie Night'. The three of them staying up late, eating junk food and watching movies.
It was actually turning closer to a 'Bi-Weekly Movie Night', but since Niisama hadn't caught on, they weren't going to tell him.
He and Yuugi were currently the only ones awake, Jounouchi had fallen asleep on the futons in front of the sofa, snoring softly. The blond's shirt had ridden up, showing his belly. Yuugi tsk'd, reaching for a blanket to cover his friend.
Mokuba had a different idea. "Wanna see a trick?"
"Trick?" Yuugi's eyebrows raised.
Mokuba giggled, sliding off the couch and lightly scratched the blond's bare belly.
"Mokuba!!" Yuugi scolded. "Jounouchi-kun is our friend! We shouldn't treat him like a..." The words trailed off as Jounouchi's leg twitched, then began to move in time to the belly rub. "Can I try?"
"Yup!" He traded places, giggling as Yuugi tried to see how fast he could make Jounouchi's leg move. Yeah, it was probably cruel to treat Jounouchi kind of like a dog sometimes, but on the other hand, Jounouchi almost seemed to invite it, if nothing else than as bravado to hide his own nervousness about his abnormality.
And it really was fun.
Yuugi eventually realised that he was rubbing his best friend's belly and stopped, blushing slightly as he guiltily pulled down Jounouchi's shirt and covered him with a blanket. Mokuba giggled.
"We should probably get some sleep tonight too." Yuugi added ruefully, hiding a yawn of his own. Mokuba almost rolled his eyes. It was like being surrounded by older brothers, really it was.
"All right." He agreed, turning off the television and sliding off the couch. Yuugi handed him a share of pillows and blankets before stretching out along side his larger friend. Mokuba grinned sleepily, arranging the bedding until he was comfortable.
"Hey, Yuugi?" He asked sleepily.
"Yeah?"
"Want to see another trick?"
"Hmm?"
"Jounouchi." Mokuba grinned. "Fetch Niisama."
"Fetch!" In a blur of fur and pyjamas, Jounouchi was gone, dashing down the hall.
Yuugi pulled Jounouchi's blanket off of his head, where it had fallen when Jounouchi had suddenly gotten up. "What was that?"
"Jounouchi's got a hidden ability." Mokuba explained.
"Sudden speed ability?" Yuugi mused, putting the blanket back where Jounouchi had been sleeping. "No... he's like that around food..."
"Ack! Er, STUPID MU- JOUNOUCHI!!!" Niisama's shouting echoed through the corridors. Yuugi sat up straighter. Mokuba smugly nestled into the blankets, secure in the knowledge that they wouldn't step on him.
Jounouchi didn't at least. Even mostly asleep, he stepped over Mokuba. Niisama wasn't quite as quick on the uptake, being too busy trying to free his arm from Jounouchi's grasp and tripped over him, falling on to the futons.
After the first 'Fetch' incident, they'd done some checking on what was going on in the blond's skull. Evidently, 'Fetching' released endorphins in Jounouchi's brain, like eating a really orgasmic piece of chocolate on a bad day would. Jounouchi just thought it was fun.
'Niisama used Jounouchi to Fetch him on occasion too, so it balanced out. Although Jounouchi was usually faintly embarrassed when he realised that he'd just grabbed one of the brothers and run off.
"Glad you could join us." Mokuba yawned, flipping a blanket over his irritated older brother. Yuugi looked on with wide eyes, but wisely not saying a word.
"Mokuba!" Niisama growled. Jounouchi turned around a few times, then plopped down where he had been sleeping, pulling a blanket over himself with a contented sigh. This just happened to be on top of some of Niisama's limbs, conveniently trapping the blue-eyed boy.
"G'night Niisama!" Mokuba smiled sweetly, passing his brother a pillow. "Sleep well."
Jounouchi's snoring answered him. After a moment, his brother snatched the pillow away and made himself as comfortable as possible while being partly used as a mattress.
"Pleasant dreams." Yuugi commented, smiling quickly before hiding behind Jounouchi's slumbering form.
"Not one word, Mutou." Niisama growled out. "Not one word to ANYONE."
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To be continued, we've got some more scenes floating around. Still have no clue when/where this is gonna end, Voices seem to be having fun playing with the whole dog part.
If people could point us in the direction of scanlations/good YGO fanficcage, would be grateful. They don't have YGO down here for me to point and laugh at. ^^;
We've done some more tweaking to the orginal story, we'll upload it later. *yawns*
The chimes above the door rang, echoing throughout the Kame Game Shop. "Yo." A friendly voice called.
"JOUNOUCHI!" Forgoing the usual greeting, Yuugi launched himself at his blond friend. Once again, he hadn't seen Jounouchi for months, although this time the blond had kept in contact through e-mail and phone calls. To his surprise however, Jounouchi flinched slightly as Yuugi's arms wrapped around the blond's waist, before returning the hug.
He opened his mouth to question if everything was okay when Honda and Otagi came running out of the back room where they had been drinking tea and talking. The two spiky haired boy tackled Jounouchi, thumping him on the back, stealing his top hat and messing up his hair.
Jounouchi laughed, wrestling them back before grabbing the top hat back and shoving it on his head. "New look?" Otagi chortled, straightening the lapels of the flared dress coat that some what went with the top hat. Jounouchi had his usual tee-shirt, jeans and sneakers on underneath, making for a motley out fit.
Yet for someone who worked for Kaiba, it made a certain amount of sense... At least it wasn't leather and buckles.
"Is that a dog collar?" Honda pressed, poking Jounouchi's neck. Yuugi's eyes went wide as he realised that yes, that was a dog collar around his friend's neck. With the Kaiba Corp logo hanging from it.
Okay, -some- leather and buckles...
"It's a communicator." Jounouchi muttered as he mock-shoved the pointy haired boy off of him. "And shut up, I don't want to hear any jokes about it."
"Probably got enough of them from Kaiba when he wrestled it on you." Otagi leered playfully. "So just what is your relationship with him now, Jounouchi? Rumours say you're never seen far away from Kaiba these days. He finally claim you as his pet?"
"Come off it." Jounouchi growled. "I work as a bodyguard for both him and his brother. How am I supposed ta do that if I'm not right there? Which means-" He haughtily straighten the jacket. "-I have to dress better than -some- slobs I know."
This earned the laughter he'd probably been hoping to provoke from Otagi and Honda, but Yuugi frowned thoughtfully. Jounouchi had said earlier that he was working for -Mokuba-, not Kaiba as well.
Their louder friends dragged Jounouchi into the back room to catch up, Yuugi trailing behind, watching with thoughtful eyes. Jounouchi was animated, cheerfully talking up a storm and keeping the conversation going. But he hung back a little as well, not jumping into the mock wrestling matches with his usual abandon.
Alarm bells rang in Yuugi's head.
Honda and Otagi didn't seem to notice however, grinning and joking like they always did. Talk shifted around those that weren't present, Anzu who had just gotten a role in "Jewel of the Sage" in New York, not the lead, Black Magician Girl, but she was working on it. Bakura had moved to Egypt with Malik, Rishid and Isis to put his archaeology background to use to protect and record the remains of Malik's home. Evidently, Shadi stopped by occasionally to help them out, now that his job was done as well.
Otagi talked about the the latest games he was developing, inviting them to help with the beta testing. Jounouchi shared stories about various pranks he and Mokuba had played on the elder Kaiba, such as the incident with the French Maid Uniform. But never anything too close, too personal.
Time passed quickly, too quickly really, and Otagi and Honda excused themselves, joking about how unlike some, they had jobs to do. Yuugi smiled sadly and waved them good-bye.
Jounouchi rose to do the same and Yuugi quickly placed himself between his blond friend and the door. His Other Self had been very good at teaching him intimidation tactics. And if need be, he could swing a mean frying pan.
The blond noticed, giving him a weak half smile. "What's up, Yuugi?" The casual attitude didn't fool him in the least, they'd been friends for way too long for that.
"Jounouchi-kun...."
Jounouchi's face fell as he eased himself back down on to his perch on the arm of a chair. "Figures you would notice if anything was up." He muttered.
"Jounouchi..." Yuugi sighed and started again. "Do I need to make some phone calls to hide the body?"
That got a reaction. "Huh? What?"
"Kaiba." Yuugi smiled. "Do I need to make some phone calls to bury his body?"
Jounouchi laughed. It had a harsh sound to it, almost a sob. It faded, replaced by a rueful grin. "No. It's not his fault. Not anybody's fault really."
"That you have ears and a tail?"
For a moment, he almost wished he had a camera for the expression on Jounouchi's face. Disbelief, shock, horror, amazement. It faded into something tentative as Jounouchi reached up and took off the top hat.
At first, it wasn't obvious that anything was different with Jounouchi's hair, other than the fact that it was long enough on the sides to hide his ears. Then his hair appeared to move slightly. With a grateful groan, Jounouchi reached up and ferociously scratched at his head, ruffling the hair up.
Two furry ears perked up from the mess of blond hair. "That's so much better." Jounouchi sighed, smoothing his hair back. "They were starting to cramp up from being pressed down so long."
"Jounouchi..." Yuugi reached forward, tentatively reaching a hand up, his fingertips just brushing triangular ears. They moved, twitching slightly as they rotated from side to side. The flared coat moved, the tail thumping a friendly staccato against the chair. "Why did you hide this from us? Is this why you haven't stopped by in a while?"
"Yeah." The ears folded back, like a dog that had been scolded. Yuugi smiled, partly in relief. That was had worried him the most, Jounouchi was an extremely expressive person and the lack there of was like suddenly finding the sky was pink with plaid stripes. "Guess I should have known better, huh?"
"You could have told me." That hurt, a bit. But he could understand it. A bit. Like not knowing how to tell your friends that there were two of you inside of you, one who had no problems hurting people to win, or to protect him. "You're my friend, Jounouchi-kun. I won't turn you away."
Jounouchi reached out, pulling him into a hug. Yuugi gratefully returned it, wrapping his arms around Jounouchi's warm bulk, almost completely engulfed by his dearest friend. "I'm sorry." Jounouchi whispered. "I was just..."
Afraid. Terrified. Scared. Worried. About them. About how they would react.
"I know." Yuugi whispered back. He also remembered how it felt when His Other Self had left, like nothing would ever be the same again. It never was the same again, it would never be the same again, but it did get better. Jounouchi had been there for him during that and now it was his turn to return the favour.
Jounouchi released him after a moment, his eyes bright. "Thanks, Yuugi."
"Any time." Yuugi smiled, reaching up to ruffle Jounouchi's hair, like Jounouchi usually did to him.
The blond smiled back, then rubbed his face, removing any traces of weakness. "How could you tell?" Jounouchi asked, his tough bravado returning.
"You kept your back to us." Yuugi explained. "But the tail was visible occasionally from the front. Especially when it wagged."
"Er, yeah." The tail thumped again. "It's kinda got a mind of it's own. But it's uncomfortable to strap it to a leg." He turned red at the comment.
Yuugi snickered. "Maybe... we won't tell the others just yet."
"Um... yeah."
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Mokuba groaned, checking his watch again. Niisama was late. Again. Probably was holed up behind his desk, working on some last minute detail thing that 'couldn't wait'.
Jounouchi made a disgruntled noise in his throat as well. The blond hated waiting, sitting around doing nothing.
"Jounouchi!" Mokuba pointed up at the top of Kaiba Corp, towards his brother's office. "Fetch 'Niisama!"
He meant it as a bit of a joke, something to relieve the boredom until Niisama came down. He was not expecting Jounouchi to look at him like he had just been handed the Holy Grail, grin, then rapidly scooting out of the car and dashing towards the building. "Jounouchi!" Mokuba leaned out of the still open car door, as Jounouchi disappeared inside the doors. "It was a joke! A JOKE!"
Too late, the blond was far out of hearing range. "Ooh..." He wilted, sitting back down in the seat. Teach him to say things on impulse.
A minute later, Jounouchi came back out of the building, dragging his brother, clearly struggling and arguing with the obstinate bodyguard. There was a huge grin on Jounouchi's face, as if he'd suddenly discovered his meaning in life. A few security officers trailed after them, clearly uncertain as to what to do about their boss being kidnapped by his bodyguard.
"Fetch!" Jounouchi cheered, tossing Niisama in the car and following him in, closing the door behind him.
"Good boy!" Mokuba quickly pressed the 'lock' button and hit the intercom, ordering the driver to go Go GO! The car took off with a squeal of tires that knocked them all out of their seats.
Niisama glared at them both as he straighten his clothing, gathering his sense of dignity around him, silently promising that he WOULD remember this. Jounouchi was unfazed by this as he continued to grin hyperactively, bouncing slightly in his seat, his tail swinging in happy circles.
"Well," Mokuba shrugged gamely at his brother, motioning towards his happy doggish bodyguard. "He -is- part Retriever, after all."
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Sparing matches had changed in light of Jounouchi's... mutations.
For example, holding sparring matches in front of a room full of technicians while trying to keep said anatomical anomalies hidden was Not A Good Idea.
For one thing, the damn top hat wouldn't stay on.
Matches had since moved out of the holographic practise rooms into one of the 'spare bedrooms' in the mansion. Some mattresses placed on the ground, covered with foam rubber, it doubled as a sparring room and a bounce room for Mokuba.
It was a bit small for Seto's tastes, but it was functional. Jounouchi didn't seem to care one way or the other. Of course, if his eyes went more than half-mast before breakfast, it was a miracle.
That didn't mean that he was helpless. Seto figured that if the pup- if Jounouchi could fight while half awake, he could fight just as well when awake.
Jounouchi had improved greatly since they had first started these sparing matches. He kept himself a bit too open for Seto's tastes, but that was Jounouchi all around. Too open, too easily hurt.
The blond's back was open, so Seto grabbed the golden furry tail during a pass and gave it a tug.
A monstrous growl filled the room, sounding like either the Red Eyes or Blue Eyes Dragons had suddenly appeared.
He had just enough time to notice that he probably not far wrong before he found himself struggling to stay up right in the face of a vicious onslaught.
Then he was flat on his back, pinned, looking up into a pair of almost furious brown eyes, almost reddish, and a set of fangs less than a breath space away from his face.
"I give." He croaked. The growling continued and he realised he was still staring in what could be considered challenge. He adverted his eyes, turning his head slightly to the side, leaving his neck vulnerable. It was not a sensation he cared much for.
The growling stopped, followed by a faint puff of breath on his bare neck, then he was being released. "Kaiba?" Jounouchi's usual voice asked, clearly confused. Seto looked back up to see the blond still straddling his hips, rubbing his tail. "Ow, ow ow... my butt hurts..."
"Then don't leave yourself open like that." He growled, propping himself up on his elbows. "And get yourself off of me!"
"Sor-ry." Jounouchi grumbled, clambering off of him, still rubbing his tail. "Dammit, that hurts, what the hell did you do?!"
"I tugged on it."
Note to self: Do not tug on tail.
"Yeah, well, don't." Jounouchi grumped, then extended a hand to help him up. The times of Jounouchi being scared of him because the blond had won a match were past. He took the offered hand and allowed himself to be pulled up.
This plan ran into a faint problem however when he realised that Jounouchi wasn't releasing his hand. "Jounouchi?"
The blond's gaze was fixated on his arm, his left arm, where the fabric covering his forearm had slipped, revealing a sliver of blue-silver skin.
"I thought there was something off about this." Jounouchi commented mildly, pushing the fabric back, the revealed skin glimmering in the light. "It's from when I got hit with that muck, isn't it? Mokuba said you caught me."
"Yes." He agreed. Jounouchi didn't appeared to be satisfied by just looking, his warm fingers slid from the skin of his hand to the thicker, cooler skin of the silvery skin, the same colour and texture of a Blue Eyes White Dragon. It was like armour there, Seto had broken a paper cutter on the the skin there, in a fit of anger and curiosity. The skin, if he could call it that, had remained unharmed.
He'd kept it covered not so much to hide it from the eyes of other people, but from himself. He didn't need to keep looking at it to know it was there.
Jounouchi's eyes softened and Seto snatched his arm away. "Don't apologise for it." He snapped, pulling the cover back down. Fucking pity. He hated pity. "It's not your fault."
Same as Jounouchi's transfiguration. Wasn't anyone's fault. Either that or it was both their faults.
Jounouchi appeared to think about it. "Does it hurt?" He finally asked.
"No." Bit of the opposite really. It was a bit like having a permanent armour bracer on his arm, but it certainly didn't -hurt-.
"Good." The blond moved back into a fighting stance. "So are we sparring or not?"
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Mokuba had been worried about Jounouchi. He'd known that the blond had been avoiding his friends since the lab incident and had been overjoyed to hear that he'd cleared the air with Yuugi.
This meant that the spiky-haired duellist came over for their 'Monthly Movie Night'. The three of them staying up late, eating junk food and watching movies.
It was actually turning closer to a 'Bi-Weekly Movie Night', but since Niisama hadn't caught on, they weren't going to tell him.
He and Yuugi were currently the only ones awake, Jounouchi had fallen asleep on the futons in front of the sofa, snoring softly. The blond's shirt had ridden up, showing his belly. Yuugi tsk'd, reaching for a blanket to cover his friend.
Mokuba had a different idea. "Wanna see a trick?"
"Trick?" Yuugi's eyebrows raised.
Mokuba giggled, sliding off the couch and lightly scratched the blond's bare belly.
"Mokuba!!" Yuugi scolded. "Jounouchi-kun is our friend! We shouldn't treat him like a..." The words trailed off as Jounouchi's leg twitched, then began to move in time to the belly rub. "Can I try?"
"Yup!" He traded places, giggling as Yuugi tried to see how fast he could make Jounouchi's leg move. Yeah, it was probably cruel to treat Jounouchi kind of like a dog sometimes, but on the other hand, Jounouchi almost seemed to invite it, if nothing else than as bravado to hide his own nervousness about his abnormality.
And it really was fun.
Yuugi eventually realised that he was rubbing his best friend's belly and stopped, blushing slightly as he guiltily pulled down Jounouchi's shirt and covered him with a blanket. Mokuba giggled.
"We should probably get some sleep tonight too." Yuugi added ruefully, hiding a yawn of his own. Mokuba almost rolled his eyes. It was like being surrounded by older brothers, really it was.
"All right." He agreed, turning off the television and sliding off the couch. Yuugi handed him a share of pillows and blankets before stretching out along side his larger friend. Mokuba grinned sleepily, arranging the bedding until he was comfortable.
"Hey, Yuugi?" He asked sleepily.
"Yeah?"
"Want to see another trick?"
"Hmm?"
"Jounouchi." Mokuba grinned. "Fetch Niisama."
"Fetch!" In a blur of fur and pyjamas, Jounouchi was gone, dashing down the hall.
Yuugi pulled Jounouchi's blanket off of his head, where it had fallen when Jounouchi had suddenly gotten up. "What was that?"
"Jounouchi's got a hidden ability." Mokuba explained.
"Sudden speed ability?" Yuugi mused, putting the blanket back where Jounouchi had been sleeping. "No... he's like that around food..."
"Ack! Er, STUPID MU- JOUNOUCHI!!!" Niisama's shouting echoed through the corridors. Yuugi sat up straighter. Mokuba smugly nestled into the blankets, secure in the knowledge that they wouldn't step on him.
Jounouchi didn't at least. Even mostly asleep, he stepped over Mokuba. Niisama wasn't quite as quick on the uptake, being too busy trying to free his arm from Jounouchi's grasp and tripped over him, falling on to the futons.
After the first 'Fetch' incident, they'd done some checking on what was going on in the blond's skull. Evidently, 'Fetching' released endorphins in Jounouchi's brain, like eating a really orgasmic piece of chocolate on a bad day would. Jounouchi just thought it was fun.
'Niisama used Jounouchi to Fetch him on occasion too, so it balanced out. Although Jounouchi was usually faintly embarrassed when he realised that he'd just grabbed one of the brothers and run off.
"Glad you could join us." Mokuba yawned, flipping a blanket over his irritated older brother. Yuugi looked on with wide eyes, but wisely not saying a word.
"Mokuba!" Niisama growled. Jounouchi turned around a few times, then plopped down where he had been sleeping, pulling a blanket over himself with a contented sigh. This just happened to be on top of some of Niisama's limbs, conveniently trapping the blue-eyed boy.
"G'night Niisama!" Mokuba smiled sweetly, passing his brother a pillow. "Sleep well."
Jounouchi's snoring answered him. After a moment, his brother snatched the pillow away and made himself as comfortable as possible while being partly used as a mattress.
"Pleasant dreams." Yuugi commented, smiling quickly before hiding behind Jounouchi's slumbering form.
"Not one word, Mutou." Niisama growled out. "Not one word to ANYONE."
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To be continued, we've got some more scenes floating around. Still have no clue when/where this is gonna end, Voices seem to be having fun playing with the whole dog part.
If people could point us in the direction of scanlations/good YGO fanficcage, would be grateful. They don't have YGO down here for me to point and laugh at. ^^;
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Date: 2005-11-28 01:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-28 09:26 pm (UTC)Fetch, indeed :3
Oooh, finding good fanfiction is something I'm really good at (how else would I have found yours? :3 )
If you like Perverted humor, Darkshipping, Lightshipping and Yami Bakura having a potty mouth, you should really check out Experiment by Borath (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/988577/1/), if you haven't already.
But if you'd like to see how the Harry Potter movies would have turned out if they had added the YGO crew to the mix, check out Skyla Dragono (http://www.fanfiction.net/u/198414/)'s HP/YGO crossovers. She had up until year 5 when she had written it with a YYxY pairing, but after she fell for Darkshipping, she decided to rewrite the entire deal, and have just finished year 1.
But if you'd just like good fiction where YGO is only a small part, read Rem-chan's Court of Souls (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1222780/1/). It's a Kingdom Hearts fic, mainly, but other series play a big part as well, including YGO. Just a warning though, it's very long ^.^,a
I hope I pointed you at something you didn't already have :3
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Date: 2005-11-29 12:20 am (UTC)...would good ficcage include serious fics (including those centered on sadism, torture, noncon/rape)? :3?
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Date: 2005-11-29 12:48 am (UTC)soooo cute! and so much tension! I'm kept in suspense...
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Date: 2005-11-29 01:21 am (UTC)But if it's a good fic with a hopefully fairly happy ending, will read!!! ^___^
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Date: 2005-11-29 01:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-29 01:31 am (UTC)And Lo, it -was- Sapphirus...
^^;; Yeah, okay, I'm a dork.
((Huggles!)) Glad you like! XD
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Date: 2005-11-29 01:39 am (UTC)Wheee!! Massive thanks! XD *bounces around*
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Date: 2005-11-29 04:31 am (UTC)Dragon Sea (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2275603/1/) by crsg is a really good Jou/Kaiba fic full of (mostly) unrelated ficlets that range in genre from funny to dramatic.
Anything by Lethe Seraph (http://www.fanfiction.net/u/285503/) is also really good, she does Kaiba/Jou and Otogi/Honda.
Ellen Brand (http://www.fanfiction.net/u/33577/) has a series of fics that aren't shonen-ai/yaoi, but they are Joey and Kaiba *friendship* fics. (That are, by the way, completely awesome and hilarious.)
Anyway, I hope those come in handy!
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Date: 2005-11-29 05:30 am (UTC)Glad you asked for recs too, more reading! Yay.
HUgs you just cause.
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Date: 2005-11-29 06:35 am (UTC)Still, glad to be of service XD
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Date: 2005-11-29 10:18 am (UTC)Yummy yummy yummy!!!
Thank you!!! That was exactly what we were in the mood for! XD
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Date: 2005-11-29 11:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-30 04:32 am (UTC)There; had to say that. **waves and disappears**
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Date: 2005-11-30 04:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-03 09:36 am (UTC)Hai, douzo! *^^* ::squiff:: :D
birthday from hell
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2110347/1/
crashing paradise
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2404657/1/
final move
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1982109/1/
white chicken
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2378470/1/
tell me something good
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1446998/1/
morbid/dark flavour (but is clear of NC/rape)
a different way to say love
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1623060/1/
white hair
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1999910/1/
the Kaiba fics by Madam Hydra (http://www.fanfiction.net/~madamhydra) and X-Parrot (http://www.fanfiction.net/~xparrot)
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Date: 2005-12-08 06:37 am (UTC)I think it's supposed to be Envy from somewhere in the FMA movie. I haven't seen it yet, but I have this feeling, you know?
(especially since I found it with a lot of other FMA icons XD )