My Abused Puppy (Rewrite)

Chapter 3 - Part B

Kaiba felt the anger in himself boil and rise each day his mutt was gone from the house. How can I call myself a Kaiba and not be able to find my own dog! Kaiba thought this as the anger started to boil over.

Mokuba entered the room, but stopping when he saw the anger radiating from his brother. He hoped this news would lighten his mood, even if it was a little bit.

"Brother," Mokuba started, using the more enduring term to address Kaiba, "I heard something from a shop nearby." That caught Kaiba's attention immediately. "The men in the shop were talking about a 'mutt' owned by Takashi Minato. He looks similar to a man that took Joey months ago, but older."

Kaiba was close to his brother, listening to each word intensely. He finally had a lead. After two fucking months, he finally had a lead to where the kidnappers had taken his mutt.

"Mokuba, which shop were you at," Kaiba asked, an underlying tone in his voice that demanded an answer.

"I was at the famous American shop downtown," Mokuba replied, wary of his brother. He didn't like America too much, for a reason. But is was unknown to Mokuba.

Kaiba froze for only a second, but he decided to dismiss his brother being in that shop. Only because it had valuable information.

Kaiba sighed and walked past his brother, patting his head slightly, before quickly removing his hand.

Kaiba stalked up to his office and called his private investigator, "Kagamine." What's up, boss? "My brother has a lead, follow up on it." What's the lead? "An American shop downtown." The name, boss? "... Shit, I forgot to ask the name." Alright, boss. Just see if Mokuba can tell you. "Yeah, I'll go ask, just wait a minute." Not a problem, boss.

He got up and walked over to the door, but grabbed the door knob after his head was suddenly hit with a wave of nausea.

"Boss, boss you alright?" The detective asked after a sudden static was heard from the phone. The concern was evident in his voice as Kaiba straightened himself and reprimanded himself for that small show of weakness. That is not what a Kaiba does, never show your weaknesses to anyone.

Kaiba responded, "Yes, just let me get my brother."

Kaiba continued down the hall and entered his brother's room, not knocking since he was in a slight rush and wanted to find his mutt as soon as possible.

"Mokuba. What was the shop you went to," Kaiba asked, his voice sounding normal, but there was a... Something in his tone. It was underlying, and anyone who didn't know Kaiba would not hear it. But Mokuba could, but he didn't understand it.

"It was called 'Hot Topic,'" Mokuba said, an innocence in his tone that didn't fit that answer. Kaiba gave his brother a hard glare that said a lecture would ensue.

"Did you get that." Yeah, give me a day to call back.

The call ended and Kaiba took his brother aside.

"You will never, ever go into that shop again Mokuba. Never," Kaiba said, his voice stern, and his eyes hard. He didn't want his brother to be corrupted by the vile items in that shop. Especially since his brother always had a maturity about him that was always followed by this innocence that simply made no sense, like an adult that never knew the word "joystick" could be an innuendo for a dick.

Mokuba was confused but agreed to never enter that shop again. He didn't want to anger his brother since he has been more intolerable these last few months, with his temper going off for the most simple things.

Kaiba nodded and closed his eyes before rubbing his face, exhaustion becoming more prominent as rubbed his hand down and the bags under his eyes were brought down with his face.