100 Puppies and Dragons

Nature's Fury

Seto opened the door and was immediately bombarded by sleet. "GAH!" He slammed the door shut, then sighed and leaned against it, sliding down to sit on the ground. "…You're still angry, then?"

Lightning flashed across an otherwise clear sky.

Seto flinched. "Yeah. Still angry."

He looked down at the large bouquet of roses in his hand. He hadn't realized that the weather god—so close to humans—had become so enamored with the idea of anniversaries. He'd only learned when Joey had pranced into their room and happily asked him what day it was.

He'd answered Tuesday. That had been a very, very big mistake.

Seto had never really liked humans (as god of the dead, he saw the worst parts of humans—desperation and rage), but this had just given him even more reason to completely loathe them.

He hadn't even known what an anniversary was. And when Joey had irately told him it was their first year anniversary since they'd gotten together, he'd only said, "What?"

He'd been chased out of the bedroom with sleet, hail, and snowballs. And then Joey had continued to give him his own version of a cold shoulder.

He didn't like being cold, so he'd been looking into how humans celebrated their anniversaries. He thought it was stupid, but he'd learned that a lot of things the blond liked were stupid, so he swallowed his pride and went with it.

Seto tilted his head a little, then eased the door open again, just a few inches. He immediately heard ice and sleet hammering the door, so he carefully eased the bouquet inside, just far enough to the side that the flowers weren't ripped to shreds. He grimaced as the ice hit the door harder. He'd been sure that the flowers were something humans gave on anniversaries.

He blinked as he heard the ice storm against the door taper off, then the bouquet being pulled from his hand. He wondered if this was good or bad.

The door creaked open a few seconds later. Seto felt his heart sink a little.

Joey was soaking wet, hair and robes plastered to his body as he sniffled and looked up at him with red, swollen eyes. "I know ya really don't think much of humans, Seto, but the least you could do is humor me when I find somethin' about 'em t' like."

Seto frowned and looked down at his feet for a moment. Joey had liked humans more than he had, even if they still annoyed him.

He sighed quietly, then lifted the box of chocolates he'd obtained (stolen) from a human store. "I got you a big box of chocolates with different fillings. Humans do that when they celebrate things like this."

The blond looked down at the box in his hands, then looked up at the taller god and smiled, more tears filling his eyes. "Oh, Seto."

Seeing the raincloud forming above the blond's head, Seto frowned. "I thought this was good, why are you raining?"

"Rain isn't always sad, ya idiot," Joey whispered, smiling, as he slid his arms around the brunet's neck. "Sometimes it's a good thing, Seto." He set the bouquet on the nearby table and kissed him gently. "Happy anniversary, Seto."

Seto placed the box on the table and slid his arms around his waist. "Happy anniversary, Joey." He kissed him gently. "I'll do better for next year's anniversary."

"Okay. Thank you, Seto." Joey kissed him a few more times before nuzzling his neck and lifting his legs to hook over his hips. "Seto, take me t' the bed. I missed you."

Seto thought about commenting that it wasn't his fault he'd been bombarded by ice every time he came into the room, then decided it wasn't worth being smacked.