Pairing: SetoXJou

 

So not finished yet...

 

 

 

I ignore the disapproving looks being sent my way by well-meaning friends. I sit with Seto at least once a week for lunch. He looks only at his laptop.

 

My friends are right when they say he treats me badly, like a stray dog and worse. And Kami help me, I love every minute of it. I love being his obedient little puppy, doing exactly as he tells me. I don't know why. But Yugi and the others... they think it's bad for me to feel this way, unnatural even.I'm finding it harder and harder to care. 

I admit it's not like me. Usually I'm trying to be everything but submissive. But with Seto... I just can't. I don't know why, but for some reason, I just stopped fighting it and gave in.

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"You want more of this, Pup?"

"Oh, yes, Master. I've been such a bad dog." I gasp for air as Seto pushes himself further into me. Repeatedly. Until I'm bleeding and barely coherent. Kami, I love it. 

I regain consciousness around 2 am, laying in my usual puddle of blood and cum, mine and his. Seto is nearby at his desk, typing away on his laptop. That man hardly ever sleeps. Occasionally he'll collapse with me for the night, but usually, it's like this. I get up to clean myself off and change the sheets. He pays me no mind. This is our routine.

I get in the bathroom and turn on the shower. There's something metal dangling from my neck. Dog tags, like in the army. Where did these come from? I lift one up to read.

 

 

That's Seto's cell number. The other reads the same. I decide to clean up before I question Seto about it. 

 

"Master?" I quietly ask, emerging from the bathroom. I'm only allowed to call him by name when other people are around. 

 "What?" he asks in his usual tone. 

 

I hold the tags, still around my neck. "Did you...?" 

 

"Stupid mutt. Did you think they appeared from the sky? Go change the sheets. I can smell them from here."

"Yes, Master." I go and do as he asks.

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Tonight I'm chained to the bed. Seto had just finished doing so when he got a visitor. I don't know who, and I know better than to ask. He keeps me and his work seperate at all costs. So now I'm here, completely naked, save for the dog tags, chained by the arms to Seto's bed. It is a comfort to know the door's locked, though. And I know exactly what's going to happen when he returns. 

 

And I'm right. I hear the door come unlocked and Seto enters. "Master!" I greet him happily. It's not required I do so, but I know he likes it. He relockes the door and comes right at me, unzipping his pants and pulling out his penis. He licks his hand once, pumps himself a couple times, then thrusts himself inside me. I cry out, surrounded in pain and extasy. Sick as it may be, writhing underneath him is my favorite place to be. 

 

As usual, I'm fucked until I black out. Sometimes I think he could go even longer. When I come to, he's typing away at his laptop once more. I glance at the clock. 2:30 am. I move to get up, as I usually do. One problem. I'm still chained down.

"Master?" I ask. 

"What?" he snaps, not even looking away.

"Master, I can't clean up. I'm still bound."

"And so you shall stay," he says standing up.

Uh-oh. That person must've really pissed him off. I think he wants another go. 

I'm right. He strides over to me and retakes his place , even if it is in the pool of cold cum. Without warning, he thrusts into me. I arch back and cry out.

"Master! Oh, Master. please! Have mercy on this poor mutt!!" I plead. He pays me no mind and continues.  One thing that's different, though, is I'm concious to feel him come. It's a lot, and it adds warmth to the puddle of cold. But he still looks troubled. "Master?" I ask carefully, as he catches his breath. "Did I do something wrong? Was I bad?"

"No, mutt. My problem is people, not pups." He unchains me. "Clean up this mess while I shower." Once he leaves, I whipe myself off with a clean corner of the sheet. That'll have to do until he gets out. I continues changing the sheets and finish just as Seto exsits the bathroom. Wordlessly, he goes to his laptop and I go to the shower.

 

When I get out, however, I find Seto nestled under the covers. "Come, pup," he says. 

Happily, I run to Seto's side and curl up in a ball facing him. He smiles and runs his fingers through my hair. Softly, I whimper and nuzzle his hand. "Come here, pup," he says. I push myself up closer, so I'm curled up right under his chin. "Good pup." I'm being rewarded, but I didn't do anything out of the ordinary. It's probably for being so harsh earlier.

Sadly, our moment of reverie is broken by the sound of Seto's cell going off. I wish he'd leave that damn thing in the kitchen every once in a while. He answers it, of course, and is immediately pissed off. When he hangs up, he's not even cursing coherently. That's a new level of angry, even for him. "Watch Mokuba, Pup," he tells me, and the only thing he coherently speaks from getting dresed to leaving the room, possibly even the house. 

"Watch Mokuba," is also shorthand for something else. As well as look after his brother, it means, "I won't be back cus the bakas I employed can't do thier job and there damn well better a decent breakfest in my office at eight o'clock sharp." He doesn't expect me to cook it. No, we've already found out Katsuya can't cook. There's a bakery down the street and money in the dresser at all times for such occasions. I pull on a set of Seto's PJ's and open the door. That's how the boy knows he's allowed in. Wishing for the pajama's owner, I curl up with a pillow and go to sleep, but no before setting the alarm. Seto really is a bitch without coffee.

 

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The alarm goes off at 7am sharp. I don't start moving for a few more minutes. Realizing I'm the one who has to wake Mokuba for school, I get up and stumble towards the boy's room.

 

I run to Seto's office, only one minute left. When he says 8am sharp, he means it. Usually at this hour I get to nap in the limo while Seto checks in before class. Oh, well. I let his secretary, a nice girl named Uka, know I'm here, and with breakfest, and she lets me right in. Seto must be grumpy. I can't help a giggle.

 

Seto's yelling at someone. A few someones, actually. Perhaps because he's never yelled at me, I always find this funny. Every time he makes the person he's chewing out seem like whatever the srew up was was the world's stupidest mistake. Perhaps it is to him, but we all can't be engineering geniuses.

 

Without skipping a word, he grabs the coffee from me and takes a sip. Finally, he dismisses the poor smucks and takes the danish I brought for him as well.

 

"Good morning," I say to him.

 

"Yeah, yeah," he replies. "Did they not have plain?"

 

"No, they ran out before I got there."

 

"My mutt needs faster feet."

 

We don't say anything else. I watch him eat and scarf my own food, hot chocolate and ablueberry muffin. Never did like coffee.

 

I watch Seto multitask, even when he's probably exsausted. He keeps flipping through papers and writing notes even when he's finished. Once I start to doze, he abruptly gets up and heads for the door. I scramble to join him.

 

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We're about 5 minutes late for homeroom. The teacher doesn't care. She shares our view that "It's only homeroom," thankfully, and only lasts a total of 15 minutes anyway. Seto takes his usual seat by himself and I join Tristan and Yuugi. The others are in different rooms.

 

"'Morning, Jou," Yuugi greets me. Tristan sleeplily nods my way in greeting.

 

"'Morning, guys," I reply. "What's up?"

 

"Same stuff, different day, be it good or not," Tristan says. Yuugi nods in agreement.

 

"I can't wait until summer," he adds.

 

"I hear dat!" I agree.

 

"Hey Jou," Yuugi continues  quietly. "We were all going to get together this Friday night for a movie. Would you like to come too?"

 

"Friday," I repeat and think. "Sure! Count me in!"

 

"Awesome!" he replies. Tristan looks happy in his own sleepy way.

 

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2 am. As always, there's a puddle between my legs and a lover typing away at a laptop. I do my clean up and sit at my master's feet.

 

"Whaddya want, Pup?" he asks, forever nonchallant.

 

"Master, would you mind terribly if I went out with my friends Friday night?" I ask.

 

Seto looks down at me. "It has been awhile, hasn't it?" he says. I nod, looking as innocent as I can. Sometimes I wish for Yuugi's baby face. "Sure, go on ahead. But come back here after." The typing continues.

 

"Thank you, Master," I say. I rise and curl up into bed. Once comfortable, I hear the typing stop. My eyes open and Seto gets into bed with me, a rare treat for me.

 

"Call me by my name now, Pup," he says softly.

 

"All the time?" I ask.

 

"All the time," he confirms.

 

I recurl against his chest and fall asleep to the light thumping of his heart instead of that infernal typing, smiling. I'm moving up in Seto's world. I knew it would happen eventually.

 

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"Hey guys! Jounounchi's here and he's got pizza!!" I yell, entering Yuugi's house. I'm immediately stampeded by a herd of hungry teenagers. Man, I've missed these guys.

 

"You men are pigs," Tea announces when we're done. "Four pizzas! Gone!"

 

"Hey, you had your fair share too, ya know," Tristan say defiantly.

 

"Yeah, two pieces, not six!!!" she challenges.

 

"Ain't our fault you're such a lightwieght."

 

"Why you-"

 

"Tea, remember the happy place," Yuugi tries to console her.

 

After finally deciding which movie to see, we round ourselves up and head for the theater.

 

At the theater I see another familiar face. "Mokuba! Hey! Over here!" I call, arms waving. He waves back shyly, and I notice he’s holding hands with the girl next to him. Woo-hoo, Mokie’s got a girlfriend, Mokie’s got a girlfriend... I wonder if Seto knows.

We had decided on ‘Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.’ Hilarious! I have a whole new respct for Johnny Depp. Anzu, however, wasn’t as impressed.

"He hardly even looked cute! What was that director’s problem?!?" she whined.

"Anzu, they had to make him fit the part," Devlin reminded her.

"So? He was funny and sarcastic in ‘Pirates of the Carribean’ and he was still hot!"

All of us, all at once, hung our heads in defeat. There’s no reasoning with a fangirl. We walked the rest of the way back to Yugi’s trying to change the subject.

Back at Yug’s, everyone suddenly got silent, all at once. "What’s wrong guys?" I ask tentatively.

Yugi looked at me. "We all wanted to talk to you."

I arched an eyebrow. "About?"

"Seto."

"Aww, come on, not this again!" I cried.

"Jou, please, just listen this one last time, and we’ll never bring it up again."

"Never?"

"Never."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

"Swear on your Dark Magician?"

"I swear on my Dark Magician."

"Alright." I sat on a nearby chair and waited for the drilling to begin. "Start talking."

"Well, Jou, I guess we really don’t understand why you continue to see him. He doesn’t seem to treat you very well, at least not at school." The others stayed silent. I guess Yugi was doing all the talking. "I guess that’s what we want, to understand why you care so much for someone who’s so cut off from the rest of the world."

"I get to defend myself this time?" I asked, looking around.

"Jou, please, don’t be like that," Anzu said.

Oh God, let me live to bitch slap that woman just once. "I don’t know what attracted me to him at first. No one puts up a fight like he does. And no one’s gotten me as angry as he has."

"That’s hardly grounds for a relationship," Anzu stated.

Just once, God, just once. "Normally, I’d agree," I replied slowly.

"Do you know why this time is different?" Yugi asked.

"No, I don’t. But Seto doesn’t treat me like you think he does. He is kind to me." At least, sometimes he is.

"Well, you never say anything about him, how are we supposed to know?" Anzu asked.

"How am I supposed to bring him up if all my friends cringe at the sound of his name?!?!" I demanded.

"Jou, clam down," Yugi said, seemingly self-appointed moderator. "Anzu, stop provoking him."

"Really, Anzu," Tristan added. "What the hell’s the matter with you?"

There was only a ‘Hmmph" from her. Just once, God. And if I can’t, let Tristan do it.

"Tristan," Yugi warned. "You were saying, Jou?"

I noticed the pharaoh sitting off to the side, keeping completely out of the conversation. "Seto does have a kind heart, whether you believe it or not. The pharaoh could tell you that as well."

Yami looked up as everyone’s gaze fell upon him. His eyes met mine in surprise.

"Yeah, he remembers, Yami. He remembers everything."

The spirit looked as if he were thinking of a happy memory. "He is still the man he was then, is he?"

"Stubborn and scowling, hard to get through..." I began.

"But once you do, you never regret it." the pharaoh finished. His eyes cleared and looked at the group. "I think it would be wise for you to stop pestering Jounouchi about his choice of mates."

"Thank you, Yami," I said. He responded with a small nod. "Now guys, it was great seein’ y’all, but it’s getting late. I’ll see ya in school Monday."

"‘Night, Jou," Yugi said, and the others murmured similiar things. I left the house and walked straight for Kaiba Mansion.

Me- *sweatdrops*