Passing Currency | By : Rheatemis Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2062 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Seto! Get in here now!” Gozaburo
roars into the intercom linking his office with all rooms at the Kaiba
Corporation Headquarters in Domino
City. He smirks at his
associates. “Now, members of the board, when my son comes in, you will be able
to admire him. Those of you who have already sent me a check, I have already
set the schedule, which I will read presently. Thank you for your patronage. Tanamoto, you will have him for tonight. This is his first
time, so keep that in mind if he doesn’t know what to do. Yamamoto, you will
take tomorrow. Tanaka, you have the day after that. The rest of you, I expect
will find no reason for further hesitation after today.” He growls as if the
several seconds that have passed have been too many. He snarls into the
intercom once again. “Seto, if you are not in here by the time I turn off the
intercom, there will be hell to pay!”
Seto
stumbles into the board room, looking very embarrassed. “You called father?” He
attempts to make himself look small and inconspicuous, tugging at the long
sleeves of his shirt.
Gozaburo grins at those board members who are eyeing him
like a piece of meat. “You’re over dressed, Seto. How did I tell you to come to
the meeting?”
Seto
looks frightened, but goes to stand beside Gozaburo. “Yes, sir. Let me get myself ready like you said.” He closes
his eyes and unbuttons his shirt to the wolf calls of the men around him. /This
is only for Mokuba. If I do this, Mokuba
will stay safe./ He slides his pants down to the
floor and stands before the assembly in only his blue silk boxers.
Yuki Shintuski leaps to his feet, his face flush with anger. “Gozaburo! What is the meaning of
this?”
Gozaburo smiles wickedly. “This is my gift to you… for a
price. Now sit down.”
Yuki
grows exacerbated. “How old is that boy? Ten? Eleven? He’s far too young to be doing this.”
Seto looks around, fear clouding his bright azure eyes.
“Please stop fighting…”
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