Lucky the Puppy
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
5,537
Reviews:
33
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Lucky
Title: Lucky the Puppy
This entire chapter is in Luck's point of view. Hope it doesn't dissapoint. Review responses at the end.
Disclaimer: If I owned it, the adventures (or lackthereof) of Lucky would be canon and not fanfiction. As would Bewd. (grins)
(LUCKY)
I scrambled quickly under the bed when I saw Master's brother enter the room. Sniffing the air, I can tell that there's something different about him. I don't know what, but it's -something-.
My senses aren't that enlightening. Stupid things.
Sniffing the air again, I straighten out which scents belong to Master and which belong to the younger. After a second or so I come up with two things, though the second it a bit...repetitive. As I said, the stupid things aren't that enlightening.
One-The young one isn't tainted.
Two-The young one is...well, younger.
But that second one is what is jumping out at me. Almost like Master could make anyone be young in comparison.
I'm fairly certain that this house was built -way- after Master was first born.
I blink in surprise at seeing a white something enter the room after Younger-Brother starts to talk with Master. Somethinglooks at Master and his brother, and then, without seeing me, slides underneath the bed.
When he finally sees me, he doesn't look happy. His tail is slowly flicking back and forth and is on the verge of hissing at me, I'm sure.
"A dog," he murmurs with distaste.
I shift slightly. "-He...hello?-" YAY! Victory dance for me. I finally figured out how to talk.
He is blinking his blue eyes at me, clearly surprised. His mood has definitely changed for the better when he asks, "Are you like me?"
I tilt my head to the side and give him a quick look. First of all, he is all white. Then, he has blue eyes, which dredges up portions of forgotten memories about some pretty cool looking dragons.
I then give a quick look at my own form. My paws are larger than his and I keep tripping over them. Master laughs at that. I don't know what color my eyes are, but my fur is more akin to gold than his silver.
I blink back to the other. "What do you mean?"
He just buries his face on top of his paws. "Dumbass, I was asking whether you were ripped or not."
I just blink again.
He sighs. "You must be something of the sort if you can understand me." He slumps in defeat. "You can call me 'Bewd' since that's what Mokuba has shortened my name to." He snorts. ”The indignity of it all." He runs a glance over me. "If nothing else, your memory will return soon."
I tilt my head to the side once again. "Beh...Beck...um..."
He sighs again. Seems to be his favorite pasttime. "Be. You. Dah. Be-you-dah. Easy enough. And if you can't get it right...just forget it and call me 'Blue'."
"Bewd," I say carefully. He seems a little happier that I at least tried to say his inanely complex name.
Yes, I do know what 'inane' means. Just 'cause I act dumb doesn't mean that I actually am, Hond--!
Wait. That was random.
Shaking myself out of it, I can see that Bewd has come next to me...and is sniffing the general air around me. He sits, tail wrapping around his feet to keep him warm. Once again reminds me of those fractured bits of dragons.
I still have to ask him who this 'Mokuba' is, and what he meant about my memory. I'm just about to ask about the former--one thing at a time, after all--when I see that he's about to speak.
"You're old." Once again, enter 'tilt head' sequence. To himself he adds, "Older than the High Priest, though barely." If he was human, I would say that he was chewing on his bottom lip in deep thought, but as he's a...cat, was it?...I can't now can I? He shoots a look out to Master and Younger-Brother. Bewd narrows his eyes at Master with a hiss deep inside his throat. He looks at me from tip to tail--heh. Trig. Add to find the resultant.--and then looks to the ground at his paws. "So not ripped...but then what...?"
"Do you always do your inner monologue's out loud?" Heh. Go me.
Bewd gives me what can only be described as a smile, before saying, "Come on. They're calling for us."
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Review Replies
-DuosAngel
See? I updated again. (Once we get to chap 8, updates'll slow (cries))
-ToonMistress
Yep. Bewd/Blued has blue eyes. ^^ (huggles pictures of Jou-puppy)
Lucky: I can't go home with you 'cause then what'll happen to Master and Younger-Brother? (cries)
-Amariya
See? Updated. (grins)
-Yami Jay
Correct! (glomps) Now the question: Which -one-?
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Wow. An entire chapter of just Luck and Bewd. And the plot starts from here! (grins) (tottles off to reformat the next four chapters)
--Glue
This entire chapter is in Luck's point of view. Hope it doesn't dissapoint. Review responses at the end.
Disclaimer: If I owned it, the adventures (or lackthereof) of Lucky would be canon and not fanfiction. As would Bewd. (grins)
(LUCKY)
I scrambled quickly under the bed when I saw Master's brother enter the room. Sniffing the air, I can tell that there's something different about him. I don't know what, but it's -something-.
My senses aren't that enlightening. Stupid things.
Sniffing the air again, I straighten out which scents belong to Master and which belong to the younger. After a second or so I come up with two things, though the second it a bit...repetitive. As I said, the stupid things aren't that enlightening.
One-The young one isn't tainted.
Two-The young one is...well, younger.
But that second one is what is jumping out at me. Almost like Master could make anyone be young in comparison.
I'm fairly certain that this house was built -way- after Master was first born.
I blink in surprise at seeing a white something enter the room after Younger-Brother starts to talk with Master. Somethinglooks at Master and his brother, and then, without seeing me, slides underneath the bed.
When he finally sees me, he doesn't look happy. His tail is slowly flicking back and forth and is on the verge of hissing at me, I'm sure.
"A dog," he murmurs with distaste.
I shift slightly. "-He...hello?-" YAY! Victory dance for me. I finally figured out how to talk.
He is blinking his blue eyes at me, clearly surprised. His mood has definitely changed for the better when he asks, "Are you like me?"
I tilt my head to the side and give him a quick look. First of all, he is all white. Then, he has blue eyes, which dredges up portions of forgotten memories about some pretty cool looking dragons.
I then give a quick look at my own form. My paws are larger than his and I keep tripping over them. Master laughs at that. I don't know what color my eyes are, but my fur is more akin to gold than his silver.
I blink back to the other. "What do you mean?"
He just buries his face on top of his paws. "Dumbass, I was asking whether you were ripped or not."
I just blink again.
He sighs. "You must be something of the sort if you can understand me." He slumps in defeat. "You can call me 'Bewd' since that's what Mokuba has shortened my name to." He snorts. ”The indignity of it all." He runs a glance over me. "If nothing else, your memory will return soon."
I tilt my head to the side once again. "Beh...Beck...um..."
He sighs again. Seems to be his favorite pasttime. "Be. You. Dah. Be-you-dah. Easy enough. And if you can't get it right...just forget it and call me 'Blue'."
"Bewd," I say carefully. He seems a little happier that I at least tried to say his inanely complex name.
Yes, I do know what 'inane' means. Just 'cause I act dumb doesn't mean that I actually am, Hond--!
Wait. That was random.
Shaking myself out of it, I can see that Bewd has come next to me...and is sniffing the general air around me. He sits, tail wrapping around his feet to keep him warm. Once again reminds me of those fractured bits of dragons.
I still have to ask him who this 'Mokuba' is, and what he meant about my memory. I'm just about to ask about the former--one thing at a time, after all--when I see that he's about to speak.
"You're old." Once again, enter 'tilt head' sequence. To himself he adds, "Older than the High Priest, though barely." If he was human, I would say that he was chewing on his bottom lip in deep thought, but as he's a...cat, was it?...I can't now can I? He shoots a look out to Master and Younger-Brother. Bewd narrows his eyes at Master with a hiss deep inside his throat. He looks at me from tip to tail--heh. Trig. Add to find the resultant.--and then looks to the ground at his paws. "So not ripped...but then what...?"
"Do you always do your inner monologue's out loud?" Heh. Go me.
Bewd gives me what can only be described as a smile, before saying, "Come on. They're calling for us."
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Review Replies
-DuosAngel
See? I updated again. (Once we get to chap 8, updates'll slow (cries))
-ToonMistress
Yep. Bewd/Blued has blue eyes. ^^ (huggles pictures of Jou-puppy)
Lucky: I can't go home with you 'cause then what'll happen to Master and Younger-Brother? (cries)
-Amariya
See? Updated. (grins)
-Yami Jay
Correct! (glomps) Now the question: Which -one-?
---
Wow. An entire chapter of just Luck and Bewd. And the plot starts from here! (grins) (tottles off to reformat the next four chapters)
--Glue