Disclaimer: This story is based on characters from Yugioh, I do not own anything.

Warning: Contains rape, adult language, hot gay sex (from the second chapter on) and unforgivable old-Egyptian fashion crimes.

A/N: I had a dream: to write a fan fiction in the puppy shipping fandom. And here you are: two extremely difficult characters pressing against each other just to end up in each other's arms. What they have to overcome is not little: a threat from the outside and their own selves. I started with the sketches for this story 7 years ago. And the time has finally arrived to share it with the ones who love K/J as much as I do.

Enjoy! = ^.~ =

Teaser

The blond was pressed into the wall a hard body covering his own. When his lips were finally released from the forceful kiss he was breathing hard, his voice rasp.

"I thought this kind of relationship is about give and take."

"It is give and take, Mutt. I am going to make you give in. Take you…"

Then the brunette's lips were on his again.

Enslave me

1st Lesson – How to endure

It was a bitter tournament. Participants from all over the world have gathered to try and beat the long unbeaten champion of Duel Monsters. Most of them had to leave with their tails between their legs, since the final round was between the old rivals, who still occupied the top.

Seto Kaiba stood proud in the left end of the enormous stadium. He was self confident and sure to defeat his opponent, who has also been his arch-rival. Said person resided in the other side of the spacious room, currently bathing in the endless encouragement and tips of his blond friend.

Kaiba snorted.

Mutts like him shouldn't be allowed to enter places where the professionals play. That pathetic loser fell out of the game a long time ago. All he's good for now is to lick the feet of his master. He'll have the opportunity to lick his wounds as well after my victory.

The announcer started to creak.

It was high time.

Kaiba strained his body and made his mind ready. His fingers stroke lazily over his cards. He had faith in himself and his own abilities.

The announcement, however, was not about the beginning of the game like he has hoped for.

"We are sorry to inform you that Tokyo has been shaken by earthquakes of smaller extent. Although there is no reason to worry about any danger, we hereby ask the audience to empty the premises. There is absolutely no reason for panic. Please head towards the closest exit in collected queues. Please let the woman and children pass first. Thank you for your cooperation."

Kaiba couldn't believe his ears. What kind of joke was fate playing on him? He jumped from the podium angrily.

When he was about to approach the exit the ground started to shake under his feet. He fell back and hit the floor with a thud. Just when a swearing escaped his lips the podium towering over him started to shake out of its place and he was threatened to get crushed under it. Thanks to his physical training for the tournament, his body's strength was able to save him.

Cries and shouting from the mass of crowding people reached his ears. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw that his opponent's side hasn't been emptied yet, either. His way being barricaded, he headed towards them. Their way was still open, but it seemed they were facing difficult troubles.

Yugi got captured under the collapsing podium and his blond friend was trying to free him desperately, not caring about his own safety.

Kaiba snorted.

What a looser.

There was no way he himself would risk his own life for a mere friend. He'd do it for Mokuba, tough. Then again, he had no friends anyway.

"Hey, Kaiba!"

Joey was waving his arms frantically.

"Yugi's got injured! We have to help him out of here!"

What is this mongrel thinking? Giving me orders so casually?

The tall CEO didn't even bother with them.

"Oi, Yugi! Wake up already! We have to get out of here!"

So he lost consciousness. I can't believe it. How can somebody who beat me several times so weak?! If he dies here I won't even get my chance to show him that I'm the better one.

His legs carried him to the scene of the accident angrily. When he reached them, the kneeling blonde was looking up to him. His big watery eyes were desperate and his hair messy, standing in every direction.

What a show!

Kaiba grabbed his collar, tugged him up and finally showed him back violently.

"Ouch! Are you insane?!"

"Shut it Mutt!"

The CEO's sharp eyes summed up the situation immediately and got hold of the wrecked remaining of the platform. He strained his body and slowly lifted the weight off the unconscious body bit by bit. Joey's mouth fell open as he watched the scene. He had to admit at least to himself that he couldn't have had lifted the damn thing.

"Mutt!"

Kaiba's face was red from effort and concentration and Joey quickly jumped to pull Yugi out. When they were in a safe distance he heard a loud thud as Kaiba let the heavy thing fall to the ground when there was another shake.

When Joey started to pull Yugi towards the exit he was stopped by a panting and still annoyed Kaiba.

"That'd last too long for a weak dog like you."

He took the body from Joey and carefully slid his arms under its back and knees, standing up. Joey lifted an eyebrow. The rich prick seemed to have a soft spot for Yugi – given the way how carefully he was being held.

He felt a hint of envy, not being strong enough to help his friend himself.

As they neared the exit their escape plans fell through. The last thing the two conscious boys remembered was a sparkling light coming from Yugi's millennium puzzle embracing and protecting its master.

--

Joey awoke to the distant voices chatting excitingly. His mind felt heavy and he wanted to drift back into sleep immediately. The blond sighed contently; partly from the soft and comfortable sheets under him and partly from the light breeze that has caressed his skin.

It felt strange in the middle of winter. It wasn't even the middle, only close before Christmas time. He had to get up eventually not to be late for his part time job. All he could ever get was a shitty little job as a pizza deliverer since school started that year. It paid very little, but was more than nothing.

This Christmas he wanted to give some presents to his friends. He couldn't afford much, but it would be something. He had never got anything from his father so it was quite a shock when Yugi gave him his first Christmas present.

He couldn't believe it and wanted to turn it down saying that this whole thing is to make fuss and nobody really cared about Christmas anyway. This was the moment when Tea danced to them and presented her own home-made gifts.

Joey couldn't do much about it and accepted. He could still feel the pain after the hit he received from the girl after he told her about his personal equation.

That was somehow nice.

The blond decided that maybe he could get something for them next time. Maybe his father as well...

Yeah, a big bottle of beer perhaps.

Ok. Now it was really time to stop dreaming and get up. He took a deep breath to gather the energy, but the opposite happened. His eyelids felt heavy. It was like something sweet would linger mixed in the air.

Was it possible, that some weird destiny wanted him to think about his dad's present again? He managed to open his eyelids only a little bit.

Maybe I should give him something green...

He wondered where this weird idea came from. In his vision the green leaves of a palm tree continued to wave.

The chatting in the background came suddenly to a halt and the air seemed somehow lighter as the heavy sweetness vanished gradually.

He opened his eyes.

Palm leaves.

A high and unfamiliar ceiling.

He turned his head slowly to the right. The tall figure standing there ran a hand through his hair annoyed.

"Gosh, Mutt!"

Given mutt didn't understand the reason for the annoyance. His foggy brain merely even registered fact what kind of funny clothes the other was wearing.

"Kai... ba." His voice seemed slow and dreamy even to himself. It took much effort to persuade his face to present a faint smile. "If I tell the others about this..."

A second person joined his bedside. It was a short, skinny man in unusual clothes as well. Only, that he was less decorated with jewels than the CEO.

The man pressed his palms together before his chest and bowed his head while addressing the other. Obviously a sign of deep-rooted respect.

Joey grinned.

One can buy a lot of things with money.

"The Pharaoh hasn't got the time to think about your proposal, yet. He wishes you to understand that it wasn't only your temple that got desecrated. Until he finds the time, however, he is willing to leave the strange intruder with you to punish, Head Priest of the Great Temple."

Joey found it hard to make sense of the old man's words.

"I see."

The Head Priest put his hands on his hips.

"And how exactly does the Great Pharaoh wish me to punish the enslaved intruder? I thought I would have free choice of the method. What is this all about? "

He threw his hand in Joey's direction angrily. The old man only smiled in return.

This time it was cheerful snickering that reached Joey's ears from the far corners of the room. The blond started to blink. Maybe there wasn't everything alright. He still wasn't able to put things into the right order, though.

The old man clasped his hands together satisfied and Joey felt, that someone else's weight was slanting next to him. While soft hands appeared on his legs, he heard the old man speak again.

"First, we thought of tormenting him, but as always the wise Head Priest saw something in that dirty commoner. In the harem he became quite the beauty after all that dirt came off. And if he won't behave we can still return to the basic idea."

Joey suddenly felt his lower body exposed.

I didn't have a skirt on this morning, did I?

Something must have gone very wrong. His eyes rounded when he was engulfed by a hot mouth right to the hilt. He didn't realize how sensitive his body was and moaned instantly in surprise while starting to harden.

His eyes shot back at the CEO again, who had the same baffled expression, his eyebrows reaching higher and higher. Joey, however didn't have time to freeze, because the hot vacuum started to move on him up and down, sucking harder.

Blood rushed to the blonde's cheeks as he realized, that his greatest rival and worst enemy was witnessing the first blowjob he was ever being given. He only managed to squeeze a short manifestation.

"Shit!"

Through unfocused eyes that became blurrier by the moment, he saw Kaiba snap out of it at last. The pleasure was so intense, that he had to shut his eyes. After a few moments, however, his hair was grabbed roughly and painfully.

The old man watched him closely and almost spat into his face.

"Look at him! How dare you to avert your eyes from your master, when he is watching you for his pleasure?!"

Joey's head was yanked in Kaiba's direction. Kaiba wanted to say something, but managed only to gap over the situation. Joey was surprised that he actually believed the other would hurry to his rescue.

It was true, they were enemies, but he didn't deserve this kind of humiliation.

Goosebumps ran all over his body and he started moaning unable to stop himself. His eyes shut again in reflex and he was yanked back into reality by the hand in his hair again.

He was forced to look at the CEO and shame deeper than ever swept over him.

He felt tears gathering in his eyes and a pressure in his skull that made him dizzy. He thought maybe fainting was the best option he had left.

"I have seen enough!" Kaiba seemed to have found his voice at last. He was the Head Priest, was he not!

"But…"

He waved away the opposition of the old man and moved to pull the one pleasing the mutt away. Joey's hair was also released and his head fell back limp. His tears escaped as he was finally allowed to close his eyes shut.

Shit! I was given head by a boy… this can't be happening to me...!

Kaiba forced himself from feeling helpless. He was used to have the upper hand in almost every kind of situation – although this was a very weird one, even for him. He felt the boy's hand slide on his.

His hand was stripped from the many necklaces by which he was still grabbing the boy and was captured gently when he wanted to pull it back.

For the first time he examined the boy. Hell, he couldn't even be too much older than Mokuba. His face was pretty for being a boy; his slightly feminine features emphasized by some make up, mainly dark eye liner around the watery blue orbs.

The boy's lips brushed the back of his hand in an apologising manner and he started speaking, lowering his eyes shyly and respectfully.

"I'm sorry, Master. I have always thought to know what actions please you. Please forgive me if I wronged you."

His lips planted little feather light kisses over Kaiba's fingers and slid to his palm. Finally he rested the left side of his face in Kaiba's hand.

"Please punish me for failing to satisfy you this time. My life, my body and my soul belong forever to you."

His long lashes lifted, when he looked up into Kaiba's eyes.

Kaiba thought this was ridiculous. The boy was obviously very talented and experienced in manipulating and seducing people with that innocent yet intoxicating gaze, long, shiny black hair and lean, tiny clad body.

Kaiba didn't feel disgusted by the sight of a pretty boy trying to seduce him. In fact, it always pleased him to no end to have people who made him feel superior and wanted – for any reason whatsoever.

The old man was already on his knees when Kaiba turned his attention to him.

"Please forgive me Great Head Priest! That you treat your favourite like never before shows me, that I angered you. Please punish me, too, if it pleases you."

Kaiba got his hand back and cleared his throat.

"I see. Since your apologies seem to come from your heart, I might forgive you – only this time, though – without any…punishment."

The boy's eyes lit up and his face seemed to shine bright from joy.

'Oh my God…'

Kaiba rolled his eyes inside. This was a bit too much admiration.

"I will do much better this time."

Before Kaiba could utter anything against it, the boy laid himself huskily but softly on Joey and pressed his lips on the blonde's.

Kaiba felt his chin drop a second time that day while witnessing the boy pushing his tongue into Joey's mouth, which was opened rather from surprise and protest, than willingness.

And the boy's hands didn't rest either. It caressed over the other's body in an experienced way, only to stop between his legs, giving special attention to the area.

Joey was just starting to feel better – without the strange smelling smoke in his nose – and now his senses, his body was attacked again. Although he still couldn't lift a finger, he decided he wouldn't give his virginity for free, without a fight.

Even if I have to beg moneybag…

In the middle of the eager kiss he managed to turn his head a bit to check what the CEO was doing. When he saw that Kaiba's startled state wasn't to change anytime soon, he tried to catch his attention as much as he could. All what Kaiba perceived were the angry eyes the mutt was showing him and the effort to try and signal something to him that failed and transformed into a deep growl.

He really is like a growling dog. A dog being abused with nicely flushed face…

Kaiba shook his head.

The reason for Joey's failed attempt for communication was the skill of the boy, who deepened the kiss even more and sped up his handwork to repel the blonde's efforts.

Joey was threatened to suffocate when he felt the lack of oxygen while his hips shook and hot-white melting honey flooded through his senses. His lips were suddenly released and he cried out his long-built pleasure into the room.

Fresh tears gathered in his eyes as he managed to breathe again. This was too much for him. He didn't want – didn't dare – to look up at anyone. Now he knew how those women from the news must have felt when kidnapped and forced into prostitution.

He heard a tiny gasp of surprise and protest and the weight of the other was suddenly lifted from him. Kaiba was putting the boy to the ground next to himself. Then he turned to Joey and their eyes locked.

Joey froze. What would happen next? Was he trying to do something to the blond himself? He couldn't read anything on that face of a mask.

After a moment of hesitation Kaiba lifted some piece of cloth from the bed and tossed it to cover Joey's private parts.

"Bring him to my chambers! Nobody is allowed to drug him without my permission again! And give him some proper clothes!"

With this he turned and left and Joey felt himself being lifted before he slipped into unconsciousness.

……………………………….

When the blond awoke, he immediately noticed that something wasn't right with his…

…ears?!

They burned and stung and there was an unfamiliar weight puling at them. He sat up with a sudden painful moan and reached to check his ears.

And – yes – they were definitely there. Earrings! Not the solid little ones. He could feel the cold stones and metal hanging down, brushing his bare shoulders.

"Get a grip, mutt!"

Joey turned his head towards the voice, still in shock because of his new accessory.

Kaiba felt amused. The mutt had other surprises waiting for him.

"It's not like I could have done anything against it. I wasn't even here when it happened."

"Huh?"

"And just so you know…" Kaiba didn't make an effort to hide his smile. "...they are not the only ones."

"What?!"

There was suddenly a knot in Joey's stomach. He slowly pulled away the thin cloth he was covered with.

The first thing he discovered was a shiny chain around his very bare waist. The second confrontation left him breathless. He couldn't believe his eyes.

He had a fucking shiny and glistering little thing pierced into his belly button! It even held the matching chain around his waist from falling down.

Joey only managed to gap. He looked over to the other again, like he needed affirmation that what he was witnessing was – or rather that it wasn't – really there.

Kaiba couldn't help himself and let an amused smile creep onto his face. It had a superior and mocking feature in it, but there was obvious tiredness, too. He stood up from his chair of an artwork and nodded towards the end of the room behind Joey.

"There's a mirror."

Joey turned. Yes, there really was one. He got out of the king size bed and walked unsteady toward his goal. Why was he so tired and worn out? His reflexion surely sobered him immediately.

He had something on he thought only girls are allowed to wear. A tiny cloth was wound around his hips in a clever way, so that it didn't show much but intimated or rather promised everything.

It was deep blue that matched his eyes perfectly with thick golden rim. He realized that he also had golden chain like jewellery around his ankles matching the beautiful artwork and watery stones in his ears.

His eyes were huge, which was probably the result of the dark eye liner.

Shit! I look like a girl!

He turned facing the one he would definitely spend his frustration on.

"Kaiba! I don't know what kind of fucking game you're playing, but you went definitely too far this time! How the fuck do you want to explain this shit on me?! And this is definitely kidnapping! Do you think you can get off this with your fucking money?"

Furiously and swearing he started to wipe the paint from around his eyes with balled fists. When he thought he managed to get rid of it, he turned his attention back to the other. Kaiba simply turned his head to the side.

"I have always thought of you as a filthy mutt, but now you rather look like a panda. A female one."

Joey looked at his hands. They were covered in black paint. He turned back to the mirror. The eyeliner was everywhere around his eyes giving painful credit to the CEO's words. He really did look like a panda. A blond panda with way too much jewellery.

Kaiba folded his arms over his chest and tried not to laugh. It wouldn't have been like him. It didn't stop him from finding the situation highly amusing though.

And the show went on as the blond didn't happen to learn anything and started wiping again with doubled effort.

"Mutt."

Joey was too absorbed into his cleaning attempt to even bother with him. Kaiba felt slight annoyance. He wasn't used to being ignored.

The blond was grabbed roughly by the upper arm and Kaiba dragged him to a ceramic basin that contained water with rose petals floating on the surface.

"With this here you can actually wash that dirt off your face. Though I doubt it would help you much, mutt."

Joey jerked himself from Kaiba's grip.

"Thank you very much, you fucker! I don't know who you think you are! This is fucking ridiculous!"

"Shut up and wash your face! You are not only pathetic; you also do look pathetic now. How could this become even sadder? Oh, I know! You could use a sentence that actually contains more than two forms of the word fuck."

Joey dipped his hand into the water and with a swift movement splashed it all over Kaiba.

"Fuck off already! And who is more pathetic? Wait! I am the one who has friends. I bet Mokuba wouldn't give a fuck about you if you weren't brothers."

Silence.

Kaiba was about to explode, but he was better than to let himself provoked by the bastard.

"By the way, mutt. Those earrings really match your eyes."

Joey was taken back gaping.

"You should wear skirts more often. And those shaved legs are really attractive, too."

Joey's face went red. He lunged to punch the other, but Kaiba expected this already. He easily got out of the way of the fist feeling satisfaction over his little win.

"Mutt, I have to go now attending some serious business. I don't have the time to play fetch and throw with you all day."

"Fuck yourself, Kaiba!"

Joey spat in anger and embarrassment.

"Just relax and make yourself pretty for me. Although it's not a very suitable job for a dirty mongrel like yourself."

"Get lost already, Your Highness!"

When Kaiba walked away with a last "Humph!", Joey looked around the spacious room. Actually it was more of a residence with a lot of exotic looking plants and expensive looking tools of comfort.

An all inclusive, pretty prison…

Great!

……………………….

The next day Joey woke to the sun shining high on the sky spreading pleasant warmth. Fist he thought of how nice it was that he didn't have to get up early to go to school. His second thought, however, brought him back to the night before when Kaiba got back from whatever important business and gave him a not so proper but clear drawn explanation of their situation.

According to that they were stuck in ancient Egypt, him being a bold – or desperate and foolish – thief, who had wanted to steal relics from the holy temple when an earthquake had stopped him.

Kaiba, of course, held a much higher position – being the Head Priest.

"Just like at home."

The CEO had explained.

He was second to the Pharaoh, who was actually Yami, or at least was supposed to be. But Kaiba claimed he wasn't the one they all knew. No, this person was a strict ruler who didn't allow anyone to get into his way or steal from him. The later part was that got Joey to sweat.

The blond decided to get up, as he didn't want to be looked down on, like somebody who was useless, when Kaiba went to do his very important religious or whatever work.

He opened his eyes and met a face he didn't want to encounter again in his whole life, ever. The boy sat silently by his bedside only watching him.

Has he been watching me like this all the time?

Joey put himself together. The boy didn't show any signs of wanting to speak or leave, so Joey decided to start a conversation himself.

"Hello."

The other didn't answer, just studied Joey from head to toe.

Joey cleared his throat. The little mink started to piss him off.

"I'm Joey. What's your name?"

He hoped a direct question would get the other to react at last. The boy still didn't bother to look him in the eyes, but answered.

"I have no name as you don't have one either anymore."

"What the hell are you saying?!"

Although Joey just started to talk to the boy, he already felt frustration creep under his skin.

"Well, it's quite simple. We exist to serve our Master. We don't need a name."

Joey's blood rushed to his head.

"Who would serve such an arrogant and idiotic bastard?"

The other's eyes widened in disbelief then the sound of a slap echoed in the room. It became vey still. Joey was speechless; he could only gap with a read cheek.

"Don't you dare to be so disrespectful towards the Master!"

Joey's anger reappeared. Who did this queer doll think he was?! Lessoning him – a stranger he didn't even know anything about – in this manner! He clenched his fists. He was going to teach the midget a lesson and beat him up right on the premises.

In the mean time the boy went on with the same passion.

"And I will tell you this." He snorted disgusted at the blond. "You suck at kissing greatly. How could have you been chosen to be here? You have no talent at all."

All the blood in Joey's body rushed to his cheeks. He was shaking with shame and frustration. He grabbed the boy by the throat and looked him in the eye furiously.

"Don't fuck with me, you little whore!"

The boy didn't flinch.

"You have no stamina at all. You came so quickly like a 12 years old beginner."

Joey pushed the boy on the bed now grabbing him his throat with both hands intending to kill him. His tone was deep and threatening.

"It was my first kiss! And I didn't plan on for my dick to end up in your mouth while I'm being drugged! This is called sexual harassment and it's a major crime where I come from!"

The other's eyes went wide in shock. Joey tried to calm down a bit and loosened his grip. The boy tilted his head to the side in awe.

"Really...?"

Two arms encircled Joey's neck and the boy pulled him down and quickly took advantage of his open mouth. Joey tried to push away in instinct but as he was on top the gravitation didn't help his plans for escape. He fell on the other bringing them even closer.

The other was clinging to him more, exploring the inside of his mouth persistently.

When Joey finally managed to get away the boy's attitude seemed to have changed a great deal. While the blond was panting and trying to catch his breath the boy just smiled.

"You have to get air through your nose while kissing. That's the first lesson."

Joey spat angrily at this.

"Don't you dare teach me!"

The other laughed.

"If you stay here you have to gain more experience to please your – our – Master."

Joey snarled in disgust. He managed to get free from the unwanted body contact at last.

"He's never gonna be my…"

"Hush!"

The boy placed a finger on Joey's lips.

"You will learn in a short time. Everyone is trying to polish their skills to please him."

Joey took a deep breath. He was very tired.

"Cut this Mater-crap out already!"

"Come on!"

The boy lifted himself up into a sitting position seductively.

"Having somebody's first kiss is a big honour here."

He was edging towards Joey slowly, while the blond tried to edge away just as eagerly. He, however, seemed to have less experience in moving on silk and ended up on his back, the boy jumping him.

"Cut it…"

"Don't be shy now. Just let yourself go with the flow. I'm going to make you feel really good now."

This was the very moment when Kaiba decided to enter the scene. His ice gold gaze swept over them and Joey felt the hair stand on the back o his neck.

The boy rolled slowly from his victim but nested to his side wrapping an arm around the blonde's waist, not letting him go however hard Joey protested.

"Get him off of me already!"

The boy cast his eyes down putting his hand away shyly. Joey could feel only a little bit of relief as Kaiba approached them and grabbed him by the arm roughly and yanked him down from the bed.

"Then you should stay on the floor like the dog you are! I don't have the time or energy to deal with you. Take care of your own problems once!"

He snapped angrily then sat himself gracefully on the bed with a tired sigh.

Don't bring home the problems from your 'workplace' and don't let out your frustration on your 'family'!

Joey thought this situation was fairly familiar from his childhood memories.

The boy moved and took one of Kaiba's hands slowly kissing the inside of his wrist with feather light lips. He was looking up with big eyes seductively.

"Please let me pleasure you tonight, Master. I'm confident I can make him join us, too, if this is your wish."

He turned his head to the blond who still sat on the floor rubbing his upper arm.

"Shut up!"

His eyes flared up in embarrassment to the mere possibility.

Kaiba smirked and relaxed his body. The boy used this opportunity to sneak up behind Kaiba pressing his body to his master's back. Kaiba moved his hand and took the boy's chin over his shoulder.

He turned his face slightly still watching Joey. His nose touched the boy's who responded to his every wish eagerly.

"See, Mutt? This is how a slave should behave."

Joey thought he would never get the red colour off his face. He growled.

"I'm not a fucking slave."

The boy looked shocked. He probably thought this was the end of the golden haired stranger. He put a hand on Kaiba's shoulder to gain his attention.

"Please don't look at him. I'm right here and I'd do anything for you."

Kaiba smirked again. At that moment the boy seemed to feel like he had to protect Joey.

"This behaviour is a bit understandable. It was his first time; he is just inexperienced in the art of pleasuring the body. He is still a virgin…"

"I said, shut it!"

"Really...?"

Kaiba's tone was full of mockery.

"Who would have thought...?"

Joey clenched his fists helplessly. He was about to explode. The boy put his hands protecting around Kaiba's shoulders. Joey looked like he would go off on his master like a wild dog.

What Kaiba couldn't see was when the boy silently indicated Joey to behave for his own good.

The CEO ignored the humiliated blond and stood.

"You could teach him some manners, Niu."

……………………..

Niu looked like he was in pain.

Joey stood up slowly. He was fed up with sitting on the floor where dogs belonged.

"So you do have a name, Niu?"

The other answered after a brief pause.

"He only said it once, as I came here. And right after, he told me I wouldn't need it ever again."

Joey didn't feel quite sympathetic, but for some odd reason he did feel bad for the other.

"He only used me to get your attention."

The blond waved his hand in disgust.

"I don't need that kind of attention of his."

"But still he only looked at you…"

………………………..

Joey was rather relieved that Niu didn't teach him any manners; that meant he wasn't attacked by the little mink. His day was spent with relaxing and trying to figure out what to do. He came to the conclusion that he has to talk things over with the hated CEO. That is, if he ever wanted to get back home.

If not even Kaiba knew what to do, they were in deep shit. Not that he had any kind of respect for his arc-rival's abilities but he had to admit that the other must have had more experience handling this kind of stuff.

Or at least he hoped Kaiba did.

He let out a sigh like so many times that day and let himself fall back on the soft fur he claimed his own private residence within Kaiba's space.

He reminded himself for the hundredth time that this is not like he was a dog on the carpet; he just didn't want to use the bed the CEO had yanked him from.

He tossed and stretched trying to get into a comfortable position that seemed quite impossible since with every move he was reminded of the skirt-like thing he was wearing.

He took another deep breath, closed his eyes and relaxed himself as much as he could. He told himself it was of no use to freak out. That there has to be a solution. The cool evening breeze caressed his face and he turned his head to the side letting his cheek rest on the soft fur.

He had nothing so soft and fluffy at home. He might as well enjoy it till he could.

Just when he was about to drift into sleep he heard approaching footsteps and shreds of conversation.

Kaiba was back.

Joey sat up and started to rub the drowsiness from his eyes. First problem first. He was going to get Kaiba to bring him some pants. Thrown into a fever from his plan he stood and fumbled with his little clothing trying not to show too much skin and definitely not to look like some man-whore.

He lifted his head suddenly as he thought to recognize the other voice next to Kaiba's.

Yugi!

He never thought he would actually spot Yugi's double. The Pharaoh was said to be always busy. His eyes widened in anticipation. The Yami/Atemu that he had known was a decent guy.

He didn't know what to think about Kaiba's warning. If this Atemu was really such a prick, why did the CEO bring him here?

Maybe Kaiba just lied. Maybe Kaiba was a prick.

Joey was anxious. It could even happen, that Kaiba came out to Atemu at last. That he realized he couldn't do anything about their situation by himself and asked for help explaining everything.

Joey may be even able to stop wearing these clothes. Hope filled him as he stepped before the approaching two.

As they entered the chambers Joey lifted his gaze on the Pharaoh.

Atemu came to a halt as he noticed the loitering blond. Their eyes locked for a long moment before his gaze swept over Joey in an examining fashion. Joey felt goosebumps creep over him. The Pharaoh was standing there all rigid, not moving a breath, like he was waiting for something peculiar on behalf of the blonde.

Joey was confused. What should he do? Maybe meeting Atemu wasn't such a good idea after all. His baby blue eyes widened as uncertainty and fear rushed through him. His feet felt glued to the ground, although he wanted nothing more than backing away from the approaching man, who still held his gaze captured.

His pulse drumming in his ears he tore his eyes away, looking at Kaiba over the Pharaoh's shoulder. He knew he looked helpless and terrified but at that moment he didn't care.

The CEO's lips were pressed into a thin line in frustration and he lowered his gaze immediately not wanting to meet the blonde's desperate ones.

It was like a slow motion film when Joey felt more, then saw Atemu's hand with the flog. He also felt the sharp pain when he was the hit landed. His left arm and chest were on fire as the wicked snake bit into his skin.

He lost balance from the impact and fell to the ground. Still in shock he felt another blow on his back, then another one. He heard himself screaming. The occasional drunk slaps were noting compared to this painful experience.

After a few blows he was a messy heap on the floor, not moving, only trying to catch his breath. His throat felt sore from his cries and his cheeks damp with tears.

What has he ever done to deserve this?! He couldn't think of anything, he just wanted this to stop.

A hand took a fistful of his hair suddenly and he gave a pitiful moan as his head was yanked up, his neck bending into an uncomfortable angle.

"Come, Priest! I'm rather annoyed with you. I see no signs of punishment on this one. Furthermore, how came he dared to lift his eyes on mine?"

When no answer came from Kaiba he continued.

"Well, I'll just make him pay for your mistakes as well."

With his free hand he grabbed onto Joey's necklaces which were of such solid materials, that they didn't snap when the blond was lifted to his shaky legs impatiently. He was half dragged, half carried towards the Priest's bed.

"Come now, Priest!"

Atemu commanded.

"Let me show you – in case you forgot – how to discipline scum!"

He tore at Joey's clothes.

"How about just taking him dry? I'm surprised you didn't do anything to him. This one doesn't look repulsive. Could be your taste, actually."

Joey froze on the bed.

He will be done what?!

He put his palms on the sheets and tried to lift his shaking weight as the sound of Atemu removing his clothes reached his ears.

"Please, don't…"

He managed to whisper when a firm hand pressed his neck into the sheets hard. His face was sinking into the soft fabric and held there for several long moments and he thought he would die from lack of oxygen.

His pathetic little attempts to escape were rewarded with a hand caressing roughly over his back and scars. He screamed into the sheets. He saw red and white spots of pain behind his closed lids.

His head was yanked up and the hand from his neck went to his face. He felt his own blood being smeared over his face and some strange smell as he was gulping down precious air between Atemu's fingers.

Kaiba tried to look away. He couldn't. Wide eyed, following the Pharaoh's every move – Joey's every whimper – he forced his legs to back away towards the exit at last.

Only when he was backing into a column accidentally did he realize that he was holding back his breath. He wanted to be out of there and fast.

The Pharaoh didn't seem to care if he had audience or not. He was busy with Joey's and his own clothing.

Kaiba turned. He felt sick.

Ahead.

Just out of there.

He froze in shock as he heard an especially painful cry. He turned his head. He knew what would happen, still, it was a shock.

He bit on his bottom lip. He felt like a prick and a coward for leaving; he felt like a prick and pervert for staying.

For the first time in his life he felt torn. Just because he was high and mighty, could do – and did – whatever he wanted, he still had morals. And a rape before his eyes – Mutt or not – he could simply not accept.

He couldn't do anything, though. His authority was being taken from him by a higher title.

Joey's cries softened a bit into moans as Atemu took his pleasure merciless.

"I know you like it, slave. So slutty, enjoying pain so much."

Kaiba pressed his lips together in order to not saying something stupid out loud.

Enjoying? He must have so many drugs in his system by now that he probably doesn't even know what's happening to him!

"Yes, just like that. So tight."

Atemu tensed a few times and lifted himself from his victim in a nontheatrical way. He wiped himself with Joey's clothes and threw it on the trembling body.

"If you want it so badly you should beg to the Priest. He may be so gracious and finish it in my place."

He took his own clothes and directed his words to Kaiba.

"Help me dress! I doubt he has any strength to do it."

"Of course."

Kaiba was surprised by himself how easily he hid his disgust and indignation from his voice and how his body language didn't betray him either, as he fastened Atemu's robes.

He didn't dare himself, however, to say anything more than necessary. From the corner of his eye he caught a slight movement of the blond curling into a ball.

"He felt quite good. Next time do enjoy him for me. I want to see your skills of training some manners into him. Good looks alone won't do it in our chambers."

"As you wish."

"Have a nice time, Priest!"

And with that Atemu left, leaving dead silence behind himself.

……………………

Joey was curling into a ball on his side. He was very still, only the constant shivering of his body showed that he was still conscious.

Kaiba was standing there dumb and thought this was obviously too much for him, too and really no fun anymore.

Through his aching and misery Joey felt hot. It started when his abuser used that strange stuff on him. Heat was flowing in his veins and despite the pain his body responded to the wicked substance without fail. The dizziness inside his head was paired with a constant and sweet throbbing in his lower part which he found was very inadequate in that situation.

One of his hands started sliding southward but stopped halfway to its destination. He grabbed the sheets; more angry tears started forming in his eyes. His will was not quite near broken; he still couldn't bring himself to give in to his body's demands.

Kaiba was watching his battle with a strange feeling in his gut. What should he do? The weight of the usual decisions he had to make during a crisis seemed so small now.

The fragile form winced slightly as Kaiba covered it with a cloth.

A tiny voice broke the silence.

"Just leave me alone. I just want to be alone, 'kay?"

Kaiba walked away slowly. He didn't look back. He felt it like a blessing to even have the excuse to do so. His steps became faster and faster as he escaped the scene.

Why did he have to be drawn into the blonde's battles? It wasn't his fault they ended up like this.

His body was almost out of the room when his hand grabbed the doorframe and with the same force he spun his body around swearing.

He ran a hand trough his hair in frustration as he paced back to the blonde.

Joey's eyes were glazed over; he lay there in obvious shock. Kaiba lifted him in arms. None too gently, none too rough, he straightened up with the pitiful form.

Joey was tense, he clearly didn't want to go anywhere, but then again he didn't seem to have it in himself to protest. Kaiba held him steadily and carried him through rooms finally coming to the one with the king sized tube.

Joey didn't want to get into the water. Though his whole body shivered and he just wanted to get away from Kaiba.

Kaiba didn't know what to do. His mind was working to sort out this problem. Okay, so he brought the mutt to wash. But would it be wise to leave him here? Would he drunk in water?

The CEO was looking over their forms. He was in his clothes and his weight in a blanket.

He sighed.

Joey felt Kaiba carry him into water. He was surprised when sudden warmth embraced him. He still shivered but it felt good.

Kaiba sank into the water cursing himself inertly for doing something so stupid and entirely not Kaiba-like.

He slowly let himself sit down on the steps. He was so tense like he had a stick up his ass and he was holding a similarly tense Joey.

The blonde thought it was funny how Kaiba behaved. He couldn't suppress a painful chuckle.

He realized his fingers hurt from clutching the blanket and Kaiba's robe too tight; his whole body was aching from the tension. He tried to force himself to relax a bit, but started shaking with laughter, then constant sobs as a result.

"You know, I would never have thought that my first forced sex experiences would be like this. I mean… first a stranger, then a friend and that'll leave you – the actual villain – only the third place."

He was laughing again bitterly.

"Yeah. Probably."

Kaiba's stoic voice was without emotion. He decided he couldn't think of anything to turn things to the better, so the truth had to be said. It's not that he had the wish to mock or hurt Joey. This whole situation was getting under his skin, too, more than he wanted to.

Joey's voice sounded lost.

"Probably…"

They remained like that for a while, in silence.

Finally Joey gathered himself. His voice was thin, but held at least some solid determination.

"You can let go of me, Kaiba."

Kaiba didn't move at first, only cast glances from the corner of his eyes.

"Are you sure?"

The blonde wouldn't look up.

"Yeah."

Kaiba carefully let go of Joey who was slowly sliding away in the warm water, pulling the blanket with him on the way. Kaiba didn't look, just stood and walked out of the water.

Joey was watching him, how his damp clothes were plastered to his body.

Who would be so crazy to get into water fully clothed?

It was funny. He could have laughed his ass off under different circumstances. He didn't know, didn't care why the CEO did this for him, he was just simply… thankful. It was so unlike Kaiba to do something like this. It gave Joey a shitty feeling, too.

Was he really so pitiful?

He gripped the rim of huge tube and pressed forehead to it, feeling the tears forcing their way to the surface.

His body didn't hurt that much anymore; the effect of the drug was starting to fade. The water that warmed his cold, shivering body and lifted his weight so that his actual weight wasn't lying on his injured body was like medicine.

He grabbed the stones harder and used all his willpower to soften the chokes of his tormented sobs. He didn't want Kaiba to see or hear him like this. All he knew was that he was just…thankful…for not lying on the bed in his own blood and dirt and sweat where the alter ego of his best friend had raped him.

.

.

...TBC...

Author's thanks: big THANK YOU for my betas who help me with checking and encourage me with new ideas: Megumi and Milly!