My Blue Eyed Dragon In White Armor

I sent this chapter to Krista to beta it but I haven’t heard from her yet so to honor the fact that am finished with my worst exams (math and computer)* halleluiah chorus in the back round* am giving a special update ^___^ enjoy!!!!!

Millie Ishtar Motou:
-_-; I’ll say and who Ryou thing to fool :P I hope you enjoy the update.

Krista:
I’m glad you’re enjoying it so far I’ll send you the next chapter soon. :)

Sunny:
I thought the Mokuba and Noah twist was cute to and I hope you enjoy Jou’s performance

Fuzzy Bunny:
CAKE!!!!!!!!! …*Stares at it for a second* I don’t know who’s going to get me fatter you giving me chocolate cake or my boyfriend making me eat cheese cake and every other thing he can get his hand on that’s fattening -_-;…sorry I’m rambling :P
anyway I know how you feel about fifi when I picture her in my head I could already see everyone trying to hold Jou back form killing her lol ^__^ good luck with your dissitations

Corvin:
this are my favorite pairing I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Indo:
I can’t tell you what Seto reactions to Mokie and Noah will be but you’ll se what happen when he meets up with Joey lol enjoy the show.

ChibiRinni:
ya I this Mokie and Noah a cute to I can’t wait to hear your stories. ^__^

Velvetina:
wait don’t die!!!!!!!!! Here’s the next part.

As all ways I do not own YU-GI-OH. Sad isn’t
Hands out cakes to all the readers fuzzy bunny made it ^_^ its chocolate!!!!!!


***Chapter 3***


Seto determinably attacked his keyboard. Some time during the night He had developed a tick in his left eye.
He was two floors above them and he could still hear those insufferable idiots. He sighed and rested his head on the back of his chair.
Not even his favorite fantasy of having his golden puppy cheer him on during a duel with pharaoh. (Which he would win of course.) Could drown out the annoying distraction.
Seto’s eyes roamed round his office until they landed on the small digital clock on his desk.
2:46 he had stayed nearly three hours he sighed and rubbed his eyes Mokuba would be asleep by now.
Damn. His interrogation would have to wait until the morning. Getting up he stretched he stiff muscles. Rubbing his neck he thought he should probably listen to his secretary and start taking up yoga. Or maybe some how convince his puppy to give him a rub down.
Shaking his head clear it of the delicious hentai thoughts but not being able to get rid of the stupid smitten grin. He started to walk over to his private elevator. Before being able to press the button what would automatically send him to the garage he remembered his promise to his brother and groaned.
Knowing Mokuba, he would access the Kiaba corp. security cameras to see if Seto had kept his word.
Maybe Seto had raised him to well?
Inwardly cursing, Seto made his way to the employ cafeteria where the party was being held.
The back of his skull started to throb and his teeth vibrate with the volume of the music.
swearing that his little brother was going to pay and visioning a large list of torture the little imp was about to endure. -Like mowing the football field they called a back yard, the two ton pile of paper work that was still on his secretaries desk, est.…- he smiled evilly as he pushed the wide double doors back and gasped at the sight in front of him.

Jou looked at the clock on the wall for must have been the millionth time.
Since he got there he had already been punched, kick, slapped, hit, poked, pinched, thrown est.…
Three men had made him give them lap dances. Then slapped the blonde across the face after they had freaked out. Because the very ‘male’ prostitute had be able exciting them to painful aroused states.
The female ‘dancer’ had been just as bad.
She knew who Jou was. Every prostitute in Japan knew about ‘daddy little whore Katsuya’ and envied him and every pimp wanted him. She herself had lost three of her best johns to him.
so when the opportunity had arose, she danced over to him pinched his very sensitive nipples with her long fake nails until she drew blood and told him over and over again how worthless he was, and how these man had only hired him as joke.
Jou had already known this. He was usually bought for parties like this because a bunch of rich idiots wanted a pretty punching bag. His golden skin was already showing bruises from their violent treatment.
But fate had taken pity on him and grated him the only thing he wished for this evening.
That his secret love had not come to the party, and had not seen that everything he thought about Jou he was true.
2:48 his time here was almost done just a few more songs and he would be done.
Turned and twisted his body on the table he was dancing on narrowly missing the bottles and ignoring the boo’s that were thrown at him. His only consolation (if he could call it that) was that he had everyone there in painful aroused states and the only reason he was receiving this type of treatment was because they were disgusted at themselves and didn’t want to appear desperate in front of their coworkers. But every time he looked at one of them he could see the lustful gleam in their eyes and knew he would have a new fleet of ‘clients’ soon.
He shivered as a big black slime covered rubber ball of nausea and disgust bounce around in his stomach. ‘Well… at least I didn’t earn the best whore in Japan title for nothing.’ he smiled sadly to himself; at least, he was good for something.
He grabbed the removable poll his father had set up on the table he was dancing on. When he heard it, the one thing he had been hoping would not happen.
“Mr. Kiaba we hadn’t been expecting you.”
The gods hadn’t pity him, they had been teasing him.
Jou took a deep breath and swallowed grabbing the poll behind him for support. He raised his head and opened his erotically painted eyes at the love -and bane- in his life.
There he saw disgust and rage swirl in the usually emotionless blue eyes that always haunted his dreams.
Choking back a sob and ruthlessly crushing the pain that began to fill his already sore heart. He raised his chin and continued to dance. These people had paid for a show and he was going to make sure they got their moneys worth, even if he was only meant as a joke.

Who put his puppy up to this!? Who ever it was going to get their lungs ripped out!
Seto swore as he saw his puppy pick up the beat in the song and started dance again. He started to make a mental list of everyone who cat called, threw a bottle or even breathe the wrong way at his puppy. He promised that after he was done with them they would only be able to get jobs as septic tank maintenance men.

Jou father watched with greedy eyes. Gods the boy was sexy as hell, as he knew he would be on the kids eighth birthday. It had been a big risk to start the kid so early but it had paid off as he watched his little money maker swing on the pole. He had already spotted six potential johns.
When he heard one of the drunken fools call out.
“Mr. Kiaba we hadn’t been expecting you.”
He could practically hear Opportunity breaking his door down.
He had heard from very reliable sources that the Great Seto Kiaba was gay and had a preference for blonds.
Turning his handsome face towards the legendry Business dragon. He saw he could take his eyes off of this son. The way he as looking at him was almost …predatory.
Prefect.
“Katsuya.” He called out melodically trying his best to keep the drunken slur out of his voice. “Mr. Kiaba here just showed up.” He said and watched his son stop on the table and look at his father with pleading eyes. “Why don’t you help him catch up.”
He switched the number on the mixed CD and Usher’s red-light started to play.

Jou dropped his head and fought the urge to cry. Not only had his secret crush found out his horrible, disgraceful and disgusting secret. But now he was going to have to help Seto ‘catch up’ with in his father twisted mind meant a lap dance. Fighting back tears he slithered off the table and walked with as much dignity he had left towards the young C.E.O and crawled onto his lap. Knowing that this was the only time he would be this close to the one he loved. He rubbed their cheeks together and whispered. “I’m sorry.” into his ears and started to follow the rhythm of the music while grinding onto the C.E.O.
determined to make this memorable for both of them.

Seto was in a state of pure shock he had gone from planning people’s demise. To having a lap full of warm, sexy, grinding puppy. Every logical thought flew from his mind. As the scent of some soft lingering sexy cologne was mixed with is puppy scent of soap and sweat.
He felt as though all his fantasy where coming true. That he could take his puppy in his arms and everything would be perfect.
“I’m sorry” was whispered into his ears and felt as though a bucket of ice water had poured over his head.
Quickly coming out of his daze. Ready to get some answers. He felt something wet fall on his shoulder and a small sniffing sound.
A tear! Looking at his pups face he saw anger disgust and shame inside of those erotic eyes. To his surprise and shock none of it (as it usually was) was directed at him. But at his puppy. Grabbing Jou chin in a firm but gentle grip. So not to hurt the already forming bruises. He saw tears filling up in his puppy’s eyes. And his heart broke.
“Jou. What are you-?” he was cut off by a very loud and ugly sounding buzzer.
Jou jumped off of him as though he had just been charged with 10,000,000, volts of electricity. Then ran over to a very handsome man and started to tug on his arm. His puppy eyes had become wild and desperate.
Seto felt his blood boil when the man slapped his puppy knocking down on his prefect ass.
He was whimpering holding the side of his face. Prince charming then pulled him up by the hair and threw him towards the door which Jou rushed though. Hiding his tears soaked face.
Seto saw red as he stood up but was then plowed back down by his drunken employees.
Literally throwing his employees off of him. He race back to the door and saw no handsome man or his puppy any where.
Giving a silent curse. He went back into the room to find who had plan the party. And why Jou had been dancing.
There was a rat hurting his puppy.
And he wasn’t going to rest until he had that rat’s ball on a silver platter.