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Twelve signs	By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 5132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Twelve signs
- 2-two
- 3-three
- 4-four
- 5-five
- 6-six
- 7-seven
- 8-eight
- 9-nine
- 10-ten
- 11-eleven
- 12-twelve
- 13-Because you loved me
- 9
- 10
- 11
Hehehee,
aand a long chappie ahead-have fun, I even remembered to put in some smiles..!
I�d like to thank all of you who reviewed so far, they make me a happy little authoress.^^
Now then,
shall we get this one rolling..?

Ja ne!^^

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10

Back in business, and overnight, Seto was confronted with a whole truckload of problems.
Obviously, the factories had confused the orders, and produced only 40�000 instead of the demanded 400�000 duel discs.
Luckily, a daughter company of Kaiba Corp. had offered to fill in the gap-on their conditions, of course.
This was how 2800 people got either a new job or a raise.
By the time the last duel disc left the fabrication halls, Kaiba was a nervous wreck. He was yelling at everybody and about anything, throwing temper tantrums in front of his staff, fireing high-priced managers and simple workers with a gusto and generally being an even greater ass than usual.
Finally, with all things set and back to normal, Kaiba had time to care about his other projects and, most of all, Mokuba.
His little brother had been out of sorts lately, glum and quiet, but Seto assumed, it had something to do with the lack of attention he had suffered. So, tonight, he had
ordered his cook(who had recovered and was back on duty, for what Seto was grateful) to make both his and Mokuba�s favourite dishes.
He even managed to be punctual for dinner, which in itself was an exception, seeing as he often worked until short past ten, only in time to tuck Mokuba in.
To say, he was mildly surprised at how his brother listlessly pushed his fries around on his plate, despite the fact that Seto was here to spend time with him, would
be an understatement.
�Mokuba, eat up, I did not have Yoshida-san prepare your favourite meal in order for you to play around with it. Besides, you�re still growing-�
�-and I need the nutrition, I know, I know.�
He nibbled at his burger, and that�s when Seto noticed the scratches on his right arm.
Putting down his chopsticks, he gently took Mokuba�s hand to inspect it closer.
The wound had been expertly cleaned and desinfected and obviously been wrapped up before, because Kaiba could still see the lines where the cloth had brought
pressure on the flesh.
Frowning, he asked:
�The
thugs?�
Mokuba only shook his head, suddenly very interested in his food. Stuffing an outrageous amount of fries in his mouth, he chewed carefully, before grunting:
�Fsh.n-shph.�
Seto blinked. Fish and chips? Not possibly, he must have misunderstood.
Excuse me?�
Swallowing, his brother looked away, as he replied:
�Jounouchi-kun.�
�WHAT?!?�
bellowed Kaiba, as he shot up from his chair, murder in his eyes. Mokuba flinched, he had expected this reaction. Raging, Seto stormed out the kitchen,
Mokuba hot on his trails.
�I�m going to kill that god-forsaken, no-good, useless son-of-a-bitch, and bury him like the worthless mutt he is!� he declared, as he reached for his coat and car
keys.
A pair of small hands grabbing his sleeve, however, stopped him.
�No, Seto, please, don�t hurt him, he didn�t do it on purpose, I swear! He didn�t even see me, less want to hurt me. Just, leave him alone, ok? He apologized, he treated my wound and even brought me home, so, why not just let it slip?�
Mokuba used
his ultimate weapon on Seto: pleading, tear-filled puppy eyes, and honesty.
For a while, the two brothers just stood there, staring at one another, until Seto sighed and hung his coat back on the rack.
�Fine. Under one condition, though.�
Mokuba nodded enthusiastic.
�I want to know, what happened. All of it.�

~*Obviously, Honda and Shizuka had been dating secretely, although �dating� was too much a word. Honda would gladly fill in Jou�s place, if the blond couldn�t spare the time, to show his younger sister around the town. The young girl soon grew very attached to her brother�s best friend, and spent more and more time around him, much to Honda�s pleasure.
However, there was this one girl in school, Minako, who considered Hiroto Honda her personal posession, and started writing him fiery love letters, which Honda replied to with decent refuse.
Of course, rumours ran high, and soon everybody claimed that Honda�s letters contained requests of improper manner (i.e. dirty talk).
One way or
another, Jou had heard of this, and confronted Honda after chasing him down at the arcade.
Needless to say, Honda and Shizuka had flat-out denied the heresay, Yugi had tried to intervene, Anzu and Otogi had butted in, words were sent back and forth, until
Jou saw red.
With a battle cry, he leapt at Honda, even as Otogi, Anzu, Yugi, Shizuka and Mokuba tried to stop him.
But Katsuya was madder than a raging bull, he shook off his friends, swung his arm back-and hit Mokuba square in the chest, who went flying, before he landed on the
pavement and scraped his arm.~*

�I�ve never seen Jou so worried, he apologized at least forty times, while cleaning and bandaging my wound, and even offered to take me to the hospital, but I told him, it was just a scratch. He insisted of having at least a doctor see to my wound, and I told him, I could get my own doctor to make a housecall, if need be, so he carried me home. Then he stayed, until the doc had checked me up and assured him, that it was nothing to worry about, and that it would heal in a couple of days. That�s when he finally relaxed, and told me to phone him anytime in case I should feel bad, or need anything. So you see, it�s really not that big a hussle.�
Seto nodded, then smirked.
�So, basically, you got hurt, when you tried to save the mutt from being hurt.�
Mokuba stared at his brother, as if this one had just confessed his undying love for frozen yoghurt, then burst out laughing.
Kaiba cocked a brow.
�What?�
His younger sibling just laughed harder, until tears rolled down his cheeks and made Seto worry, if he was going to hyperventilate. Finally, with a few more chuckles, he
wiped his grey-blue eyes and wheezed:
�Wow, Seto, that was a really good joke-save Jounouchi from being beaten up! As if you didn�t knew, that Honda�s no match for Katsuya! Or as if anyone else were!�
It was Kaiba�s turn to stare in confusion.
�What?�
�You�ve been saying that a lot lately� stated the annoying little voice again, only to be killed by its owners swift mental snarl.
�Oh, come on, nii-san, you know as well as I, that Jounouchi is an excellent fighter! I mean, if he really put his mind on it, he would probably even kick you into next week!� giggled Mokuba.
�I highly doubt that�, replied Kaiba sourly.
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