Under Circumstances || Better Titled: What The Hell Are You Doing, Kaiba?

Keep defending Jou, you done good, Kaiba.

I woke before the sun rose, as I usually did, but today the reason I woke up wasn't an alarm, it was due to a certain pink haired German knocking on the window of my car. It seemed as if Von Schroder had gotten lost out in the country. I refused to answer and as he continued to knock, I shot him a glare.

"Herr Kaiba, can you hear me?" His muffled voice seeped into the car, his thick voice and worried tone seemed only to annoy me further.

"Leave. We have enough people already." I closed my eyes as he continued his infernal knocking. A while passed and Siegfried remained at the window. His rhythmic knocking had lulled me to sleep not long after. The next thing I knew Jounouchi was leaning over me shouting at the frilly businessman.

"Dere ain't no way he'd do dat!" The blond yelled. "He's fast asleep anyway!" He turned his head down toward me. "Er, well used to be."

"What's that fool going on about?" I said as I sat up and looked out the window to Siegfried, who displayed nothing but annoyance on his face.

"Pink puff 'ere's tryin' ta say ya refused ta let 'im join us." The Fleabag glared out the window at Siegfried, or 'Pink Puff'. I didn't see why the rat would care, he hated him nearly as much as I did.

"Why not try asking Herr Kaiba if he did?" Von Schroeder returned the Pups glare.

"Fine then!" Jounouchi turned to me. "Well, did ya?"

"I remember no such thing as refusing him, I didn't even know he was here till just earlier." I smirked, why bother telling the truth when I could simultaneously gain trust from The Mutt and piss of Siegfried?

"See! I told ya! He would never do that!" The Mutt crossed his arms and stuck his nose in the air, in triumph, marking the second time I had beaten Siegfried Von Schroeder.

"It seems even the most prestigious of people lie." He shifted his gaze to me.

"You should know, they lie the most." I glared straight through him, nothing short of amused.

Jounouchi decided to ignore our comments. "Why the hell are you here Pinky? Shouldn't you be back in your own country. . Not being a pain in the ass?"

"I came here on a business trip, Herr Kaiba and I were to attend the first in a string of meetings yesterday."

"Well then. . why are you out here? And how?"

"Where else was I to go?" He whined in the most undignified manner. "The city is crawling with homicidal braindead....whatever they are."

"We call them Walka's"

He scoffed, that was about the worst possible reference in the worst possible situation he'd ever heard. I couldn't agree more.

"He named them." I shifted somewhat uncomfortably as their conversation carried on. This was beginning to annoy me. "Now quit asking questions."

"Why should anyone listen to you?" it seemed the frustration that he'd been facing disappeared, resulting in his accent lightening up.

"Am I not the one that saved you, not once, but twice from being torn to shreds?" I threw a seemingly indifferent glance his way.

"Well.....yeah...but.. I didn't ask you to."

"So you'd rather I had left you and your friends behind?"

"Ehm...Not exactly...."

"That's what I thought."

Siegfried put on a smug expression before he spoke again.

"I didn't know herr Kaiba had a thing for 'mangy fleabags'." Both Jounouchi and I glared at him, with only the highest levels of homocidal intent. I would never even glance at such human waste. I had hated him for as long as I had known him, nothing more could come from this.

"You're clearly blind, Von Schroeder. I hate him." I intensified my glare as I spoke, wishing I could freeze him like I did with many others but he showed no physical reaction.

"It is a small step between love and hate Herr Kaiba."

His line caused an outbreak of laughter, while we had been talking the Geek Patrol, minus two, had woken up and heard our conversation.

"Kaiba, falling for Jou! Of all people!" Honda shouted falling back onto the hood of Otogi's car.

"C'mon guys, it's completely probable," Yugi stated, as though he truly believed in the garbage he spoke.

"On what planet?!" Honda shouted in return.

Otogi's mouth formed into a smirk, we all knew he'd come up with the worst thing to say, he was the creator of Dungeon Dice Monsters was he not? Every idea that went through his head was actual garbage someone must have shoved into him. "Don't be so childish Honda, we all know our dear pal Jou's not interested, he's a sensible guy. . Oh wait. No. I must have confused him for Kaiba there for a moment." Otogi only seemed to be out for blood. He'd get his own if he wasn't careful, he was barking at the wrong dog.

I glanced over to Jounouchi, who only seemed to be seething with his own anger, yet he held in his remarks.

"Otogi! That wasn't nice! You should apologuse to Jou! We've lost enough friends as is." Leave it to Mutou to pull such a move.

This was exactly part of the reason as to why I didn't keep friends of my own. They were so easily tempted to hurt those they pretended to care for. This left a sour taste in my mouth.

"You're disgusting, there isn't a point to dishing out these taunts in our current situation. Get over yourself and get along. Don't act like fucking children."

All eyes turned on me. It seemed that not only had they not expected me to speak up during their "friendly" jabs, but they definitely had not expected me to do so in a way that defended anyone.

The silence lingered for a moment.

"Let it sink in." Bakura had spoken now, his voice held an edge of utter disbelief.

"Just, prepare yourselves for any danger, we can't let our guard down, even if we are further from the city." I turned away, I didn't have time for their child's play, we needed to be on alert, those 'Walka's' could come at any time, and we needed to keep moving, to the mountains, or wherever we could get to that could become a safe haven.

"Hey Kaiba," Jounouchi's voice was hushed as he called out for my attention, "thanks for defending me."

"Don't bother," I spat back at him. I felt sick just thinking that he would think my intentions were anything of the sort.

"Whaddya mean don't bother? I'm trying to be civil! Am I not supposed to thank you for actually being half cool for once in your fuckin life?"

"You're not."

"God! Why are you so infuriating?"

"Because you lack any semblance of self-control and so easily drive others to dislike you, therefore causing them to act out toward you."

"So what, you're acting out? Are. . Are you actually admitting that you're the problem here? Because that's real new, real fuckin impressive man."

"That is not what I was saying."

"Can't take it back now, Kaiba, it's too late, you're slowly becoming a better person. I'm gonna make sure you get there, even if I gotta make you act out even more."

Childish. Annoying. Infuriating. Idiotic. Carefree.

I hated everything about him. Every little detail.

"Well, it seems you're going to be wasting your time on a fruitless task. There's nothing in need of changing."

"Whatever, man," with this parting comment, he went to join the one friend who had defended him earlier.