Just don't take the dog

Thank you:

KC, Kschur32, Kat, Terry, and Katsuki, on FF.net; I would like to thank Kaneda-Shotaro and Yami Tetsuo, ColeyCarissa. Your reviews are making me write very slowly.

I am still looking for a beta, please e-mail me if interested in the job. My main problem is wording, and some tense, everything else is okay.

Due to the numerous complaints in my “In the Dog Bowl” fic, I took it down. Seriously, I never read that story, and had no idea we were growing the same idea. Whatever…I made a new story in it’s place, “Lies and Lust”.

In was only halfway through the day, and Seto felt like going to sleep. His first night, sleeping with his puppy was excellent, but the feeling of being watched was still there. Then, the next morning, he awoke to the sweet aroma of pancakes, and didn’t ever want to go back to the real world again.

But, the thought had occurred to him, what was really going on in that world, was he dead? Could he even go back? No, he wasn’t until he set this world right. The puppy would always be his, and when he did go back, he’d state all his feelings to the blond.

“Ei, Seto, what’s the rush?” Otogi stared at him, blinking twice. “I know the boss been givin’ you lots more work, but no rush.” He muttered, but Seto ignored him. “Damn, your typing ability is much better than before the accident, it’s like you’ve had classes!”

Jerking, Seto stared at him, blinking. “What do you mean by that?” He whispered.

“Well, normally you don’t do much with your computer. I quote “Anything that man wants done right, he must do it by himself.” End quote. Yep, that’s what you say. Never liked computers, but you master in them.” He stared. “Lost more in your head then you’d expect.”

“Maybe.” Seto sat back, staring around. “I can’t wait to go home, want to hold Jou.” He smiled, and Otogi smiled too.

“Yah?” He took a second. “I think Tusaka san went off to the bar that Jou works in. I mean that’s where his secretary says.”

Jumping, Seto faced him. “What?”

“Yah, he was there yesterday, now today. Didn’t even think the guy was like that.” Otogi went back to work while Seto stared at him in disbelief.

~~~!!~~~

“Drinks fellas?” Jou walked up to the boys, shaking his hips in the leather pants he wore. The two men smiled at him, one pulling the blonde on his lap.

“As long as it comes straight from you.” He smiled, and Jou just growled. He allowed the guy to suck on his neck, Seto would understand, he always did.

“Fellas, as much fun as this is,” Jou lied, “I need to get back to work.” He smiled brightly, money on his mind. “Of course, you can come later for my dance, might give you more.” He smiled, and both guys grinned.

Walking away, Jou sat at the bar, staring the place over. “It’s crowded.” He stated, and the bartender smiled at him.

“’Course.” He laughed. “You’re the main attraction. The women are envious, I swear. Keep that little rod of yours out, and all the men will be barking up your tree, and not theirs.” Turning, he went back to work.

Leaning back, Jou jumped when an arm wrapped around him. “What’s a pretty thing like you doing here without any protection?” A soft voice asked, turning Jou to face Tusaka.

“Load my boyfriend down with work so he couldn’t call me, I see.” Jou stared back, his tongue running around his drying lips.

“No, he’s been out for awhile, his work piled up.” Tusaka stated, sitting next to the blond with amusement. “So tell me, pretty-one, are you up to a dance.” He pointed towards the loud music being turned on. Jou sighed, staring around.

“He cost for personal dances.” He explained.

Chuckling, Tusaka pulled out some yen, meaning more than Jou had ever seen. “I’m sure this can pay for it.” He sm, an, and Jou sighed, walking out to the floor with him.

Placing his arms around the man’s neck, Jou ran both of their hips together. His hips moved in a circle around his, timing the seconds that he’d push his hips up. A soft poking against his lower thigh told him that the man was turned on by this, he was accomplishing. The music died, and Jou backed off, smiling. “Bye, sir.” He walked away. Or would have, if Tusaka had not grabbed his arms and swinging him aro In In that movement brought the blond down to fall on the CEO.

Smiling, Tusaka pressed his lips to the blonds, Jou’s honey eyes widened as the other boy’s hips pushed up against his.

“H-HELP!” He cried out when he was able to regain is air, but nobody heard him. Being pulled under the guy, his eyes went wide as his fishnet shirt was torn off, the cool air hitting his warmed body in seconds.

Kicking, his knee slammed up into the white haired boy’s groin, knocking the wind out of him. Jumping up, Jou shot towards one of the bouncers, pointing out the CEO. The man nodded, walking towards him.

“You damn whore!” Tusaka yelled, kicking still as he was drug out the door. All the strippers crowded around Jou in a protective manner. “I’ll make you suffer for this!” He cried as the door slammed in his face.

Taking deep breaths, Jou sat on the floor, gasping.

~~~!!~~~

Seto put another file on a stack, staring around the office. Everybody had left, and he wasn’t going to go until he was finished. Several door banging made him turn around to see what woingoing on, his boss stared him right in the eyes evilly.

“Pack your bags, you’re out of here!”

“What!?” Seto jerked up, the computer chair falling over.

“You’re smarter than that, Seto. When I say you’re fired, you get your ass out of here!” He yelled, and Seto snarled back.

“FINE!” He picked up a small briefcase, walking past Tusaka, growling.

“And you tell your whorish boyfriend, that I’ll be back!” Tusaka yelled back, but Seto ignored those words as he walked towards the apartment.

~~~!!~~

Walking in the apartment, Jou’s eyes fell to the sleeping Seto, rolled out on the small couch. Mokuba was doing on his homework, due to the cable being disconnected.

“Seto, what happen?” Jou whispered, leaning down next to the brunet.

Opening his icy blue eyes, Seto sighed. “Was fired today.” He whispered, and Jou gasped, giving him a hug.

“Sh.” Jou whispered. “We’ll manage, we always do.” He touched Seto’s head, taking in the warmth. “You’re running a fever!” He cried, and Seto just snorted.

“Just a head wound. Just a few seconds of sleep, and I’ll be good as new.” He laid his head back on the pillow, groaning.

Sighing, Jou stood up. “Mokuba.” He stared at the boy, who looked up smiling.

“Hai Jou-san?” He asked.

“Take this money, and go shopping for dinner, pick up some pain killers as well.” Jou pulled out some yen from his back pocket, and Mokuba nodded, running out the room.

Picking up the limp brunet, Jou carried him into the back room, and left to get an ice pack.

“I…love…you…Jou…” Seto whispered, turning his head.

~~~!!~~~

Staring at his computer screen, a smile formed on his lips at the knocked out Seto. Katsuya walked back in the room and put the ice pack on his lover’s head, pressing their lips together.

“My Katsuya.” The man smiled, flipping an image to earlier times, about two years before.

The blond and Seto sat on the bed, talking about stuff that he was still unsure of. Soon enough, Jou’s shirt fell off, along with his pants, and he began to gnarl at Seto’s clothes to pull them off. Both bodies tumbled down against the bed to a large make-out session.

Watching brightly, the man brought his hand down to his hardening penis, touching it. He would watch this show over and over, the turning the annoying brunet into himself.

Back on the screen, Jou found himself under the brunet, gripping the blankets tightly as the computer technician plunged into him.

“Tusaka-san, President of Golden Industries is here to speak to you.” A buzz sent through his office, and Tusaka nodded.

“I’ll be right down.” He shut off the screen, not without giving one last glance at Jou’s massive erection. “Every part of him is perfect.” He smiled.

~~~REAL!!WORLD~~~

Sitting in the opposite chair, Jou gripped Seto’s hand with all his might, tears still making their way down his cheeks. “This is all my fault, Seto, if I had been watching the road, I’d never of hit you.” He whispered, kissing the boy’s knuckles.

“Please, don’t let it be to late, I want to love you still.” Jou whispered, laying his head on Seto’s, the oxygen tube in his nose slightly moving. “I love you.” He whispered as Yugi, telling him to leave Seto alone and help take care of Mokuba, pulled him away.

What had happen, from what everybody knew, Kaiba had been in a hurry to get home, and on the other road, Jou was riding to Yugi’s in tears. Tears because his father had almost raped him, again. When going past the four-way intersection, their cars hit each other head on.

Where Jou was wng hng his seat belt, the CEO was not. Seto went out the windshield, head hitting the ground first, and sat in a coma. Jou’s neck was out of position, and felt all the guilty upon him.

If he’d had watched where he was going! If he had, Seto would be all right, wouldn’t be in critical condition.

Please, Seto, come back. I need you. Mokuba needs you. Jou straightened up as Yugi pulled him in the waiting room.