*Okay so this is my first Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfic and only my second fic over all so please tell me what you think it's much appreciated!

'Thinking'

"Talking"

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh…Some people would find it disturbing if I did :D

Here it is: The Dragon and the Puppy. ENJOY!*

Chapter 1:

His eyes opened slowly clouded by the hours of sleep he had woken up from. He rubbed his eyes and winced, gripping his abdomen as he began to sit up. 'What the hell happened? Where-' his thoughts were cut short as the door to the room he was in opened and a man in a white coat walked in, obviously a doctor. Contrary to popular belief he was smarter than he'd ever let on to anyone. 'Damn it..I'm in the hospital again? Just my luck…' The man's gaze fell on him and he smiled comfortingly, "Good afternoon mister-" he looked at his clipboard, "-Wheeler. How did you sleep?"

He rubbed his eyes once again and looked at the man, handsome, but not his type. Joey had accepted the fact he was gay and his friends did too and he was relieved to know it. His type was more on the tall, dashing, slightly harsh, blue-eyed, Dragon-like businessman type. He was smiling in his daze before being snapped out of it by a cough and concerned look coming from the man in front of him. Laughing nervously he scratched the back of his head embarrassed, dropping his usual "idiot mutt" appearance his voice was clear and dignified, "Oh, uh, very well thanks but…how did I get here?" There was no hint of an accent in his voice.

The man smiled comfortingly once again, no doubt practiced by the obvious falsity written in his features, "I am your doctor, Dr. Hiroshi. You've been asleep for about 48 hours now. You were found in an alleyway beside a ransacked old apartment in the slums of the city and brought here… Do you know how you ended up there?"

He shook his head silently. He really had no idea…what happened to him? The last thing he remembered was coming home to his father, drunk as usual, and hiding in his room then everything goes blank. Then it suddenly clicked…father drunk alleyway by an apartment…He knew why he was there now but he'd never let the doctor in on that little secret. He sighed helplessly. Being gone for two days? His father was going to kill him…literally this time...he had a horrible feeling that if he wasn't dead he'd be back here again. How was he going to get out of this? He looked at the small table calendar sitting on the nightstand beside him and cringed slightly. 'It's Thursday?' The school was going to ask him so many unwanted questions.. Damn it. 'Well, might as well sleep if I'm gonna miss school anyway.'

The mutt was gone again today. This was the third time this week he wasn't in school and for some reason it bothered Seto. Seto Kaiba, the biggest businessman of his age, was bothered by the fact an insignificant little mutt like Joey Wheeler wasn't in school and the fact he couldn't figure out why this was bothered him even more. He always found himself staring at him, the days he actually bothered to come to school, while the teacher droned on and on. 'Why?' He sighed softly shaking his head to disperse his thoughts. While he wasn't at school much to know about the mutt's habits he didn't think he was the type to miss school just because. He would get to the bottom of this, and fast. He would not be bothered by such a thing while there was work to be done.

As lunch period began he walked out of the school and to his limo. Sitting on the leather seats he flipped his phone open and dialed a number quickly. "Yes Mr. Kaiba sir, I'll call you when information arrives." He closed the phone with a click and picked up his laptop which was conveniently sitting beside him on the seat, and began working while the limo drove him to his company.

He jumped slightly when the limo door opened inviting him to exit the vehicle, why had an opening door startled him? This mutt was seeping down to his very nerves. He had to get to the bottom of this haunting feeling he had and fast otherwise his work would never get done. Damn feelings. He'd thought he'd rid himself of them many years ago. 'What is this puppy doing to me?'

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