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Lace
By : Hideki LaShae
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male
Views: 18133 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: "Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, and I do not make any money from these writings. - Chapter List
Disclaimer: All Yu-Gi-Oh! characters and references belong
to Kazuki Takahashi. Story elements © Hideki LaShae. No money was gained in the
writing of this story.Lace
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Ten
Jounouchi’s
eyes widen as his head snaps back to the entrance to the costume shop. “You? I…
remember you. You’re Kaiba’s friend, aren’t you?”“For my
part,” says Yugi wrapping his arm around the white haired girl, “It’s a
pleasure to see you again. This is my girlfriend, Bakura Reila. Reila, this is
Suya Kat. She’s Kaiba’s girlfriend.”“Nice to
meet you,” says the girl batting her eyelashes just slightly, which only causes
Jounouchi’s attention to draw to her chocolate brown eyes.“Yes. Nice
to meet you also, Reila. This is my little sister, Mari,” says Jounouchi.“Hello,”
says Reila with a small wave.“Hi,” says
Yugi, “Are you two getting costumes for Kaiba’s party?”Jounouchi
hangs his head and shakes it vigorously. “I wish.”“Oh, I just
thought…”“Big
sister… we should sit down and eat our ice cream,” says Mokuba.“Yeah,
right. Do you two want to join us for a few minutes?” asks Jounouchi, “I got
vanilla milkshakes.”“Thank
you,” says Reila, “We’d love to join you. I was getting tired of all this
standing around anyway.”Yugi and
Reila start towards the food court with Mokuba and Jounouchi a step behind.“Why did
you invite them to join us?” whispers Mokuba.“Yugi is
supposed to be dating Ryou,” whispers Jounouchi, “and I was hoping we could get
it out of him why he’s here with Reila.”Mokuba rolls
his eyes.The four
teens sit down at a table and Jounouchi passes out the milkshakes and ice cream
cones.“Why won’t
you be at the party?” asks Yugi, “What could be more important than being by
your boyfriend’s side at his birthday bash?”“Our brother,”
says Jounouchi in between licks of his ice cream cone, “He lives with our mom,
so we hardly ever get to see him, but she agreed to let us come out to her
place next weekend. I know it means missing the party, but Kaiba understands
how much my family means to me. I’ll just have to make it up to him on his
actual birthday. I’m planning him a surprise dinner!”“Oh,” says
Reila sipping her milkshake, “Then why were you shopping for costumes?”“Kat’s
taking me trick-or-treating on Halloween,” says Mokuba, “So I needed a
costume.”“What a
good big sister!” exclaims Reila.Jounouchi
blushes. “What about you? Are you going to the party then?”“Yes, we
are,” says Yugi, “I’m going as an Egyptian Pharaoh, and Reila’s decided to be
one of my concubines!”“One?
You’re going to have more than one concubine present at the party? A little
greedy, aren’t you?” asks Jounouchi.Yugi
chuckles. “That’s not what I meant!”Reila
blushes. “Have you gotten Kaiba a present yet? That’s what we really came here
today for! We’re picking up a few costume accessories we forgot, and a present
from the both of us.”“We’re here
to get his present too,” says Jounouchi, “I have a few ideas, but…”“Kat can’t
make up her mind to save herself!” exclaims Mokuba finishing his ice cream cone
and wiping her mouth with her napkin. She opens her purse to pull out her
lipstick, and she uses the purse’s built in mirror to refresh the color.“Hey!”
Jounouchi blushes.“We could
go shopping together,” suggests Reila.Mokuba
looks to Jounouchi.“Thank you,
but no,” says Jounouchi, “We really don’t have much time. We agreed to join
Mokuba and Jounouchi for a snack before they have to go to the business party
tonight. We’re playing hairdressers for the evening! We’ll see you around, I’m
sure. Have a nice time at the party, and do wish Kaiba a happy birthday for
me.”“We ready,
big sister?” asks Mokuba standing up.“Yes,” says
Jounouchi taking the last bite of ice cream and dabbing his mouth delicately
with the napkin, “Do I have any ice cream on my face?”“No, you’re
good,” says Yugi, “Enjoy your shopping. If you’re ever in the area, my family
owns the Kame Game Shop. I’m usually there. You can stop by any time.”“Thank
you,” says Jounouchi nodding and standing, “Good luck gift shopping, and don’t
worry about whether or not Seto already has whatever you buy. If he does, I can
always steal it from him or break it, depending on what it is.”Mokuba
grabs Jounouchi’s hand and pulls him away with a quick, “Bye!”“Bye!”
exclaims Yugi and Reila waving.“Bye,” says
Jounouchi giggling. He hurries away with Mokuba. “Let’s get the shopping done
and get out of here!”“Do you
think Reila looks like Ryou?” asks Mokuba.“I noticed
a similarity or two,” says Jounouchi, “Why?”Mokuba
sighs. “You are clueless. What does Seto see in you?”“You’re too
young to be told that information,” says Jounouchi.Mokuba
blushes. “Where do you learn these perverted things?”Jounouchi
blushes. “From your brother!”“I’ll have
to have words with him,” says Mokuba pulling Jounouchi into a darkened
specialty coffee and teashop, “I’ll grab the tea. You go to that wall and find
a tea set you like.”Jounouchi
walks over to the wall where various tea services in different worldly styles
rest on display. A particular Japanese style with a pink cherry blossom design
on it catches his eye, and he gingerly lifts the pot.“Oh,
pretty!” exclaims Mokuba stepping up beside Jounouchi with a bag of loose,
crushed tealeaves and herbs, “Do you like that one?”“I sort of
feel like I’m registering for our wedding dishes,” whispers Jounouchi.Mokuba
rolls his eyes.“I want
this one,” whispers Jounouchi, “and I want to have tea with him using this
set.”Mokuba
passes his bag to Jounouchi before bending over and looking through the boxes
to pull up the one with the cherry blossom design. “Okay, let’s go pay for it.”Jounouchi
and Mokuba walk up to the counter together and place the items next to the
register.Jounouchi
opens his purse and waits for the clerk to ring up the sale before he pulls out
a few bills and hands them over. He receives his change with a smile from the
young man, and he blushes when he feels his lower body stirring. He takes the
bag with his items and ushers Mokuba out of the shop. “He was kind of cute.”“Yeah, Seto
thinks so too,” says Mokuba, “but he’s not blond.”“Okay, now
you need to get your brother a present,” says Jounouchi, “Where to?”“Book
shop,” says Mokuba leading Jounouchi towards the largest bookstore in the mall.“Are we
looking for something specific there?” asks Jounouchi.Mokuba
smirks. “Yaoi manga. Preferably the ones that are wrapped in plastic because
they show details of intimate body parts! You’ll have to pay for it too though
because I’m technically too young!”“You’re
paying me back though,” says Jounouchi.“I’m
lending you money, remember?”“Oh,
right.”Mokuba
pulls Jounouchi into the bookstore and over to the section on manga.“Hey, how
do we tell which ones are yaoi and which ones aren’t?” whispers Jounouchi.“First,
look for the ones with pictures of two guys on the front,” whispers Mokuba
grabbing a copy of a common manga, “Like this one. Then look at the spine. See
this little symbol in the bottom corner than says Y-A-O-I?”“Right. Got
it,” whispers Jounouchi, “Why don’t we just grab one of those and be done with
it?”Mokuba puts
the manga away. “Already has the complete collection.”“Dammit,”
says Jounouchi.“Can I help
you two ladies find something today?” asks a salesclerk.Jounouchi
turns bright red and shakes his head.“We’ll just
look for a bit,” says Mokuba, “We don’t really have anything particular in
mind. Thanks though.”“Okay, just
let me know if you change your mind,” says the woman winking at Jounouchi
before turning to go help someone else.“Was she
just flirting with me?” whispers Jounouchi.Mokuba
giggles.“How about
I just look for things wrapped in plastic and then we go from there?” asks
Jounouchi.“Okay,”
says Mokuba.Both boys
start looking through the various manga.Jounouchi
lifts a manga wrapped in plastic with two boys on the front. He looks at the
spine to see the familiar word. Then he flips it over and reads the back. “I
didn’t know it was legal to write this stuff…”Mokuba
snatches the manga from Jounouchi and he reads the back of it. “This one is
number two. Is there a number one in there?”“Yeah,
right here. Three as well,” says Jounouchi pulling the other two books out. He
starts to read the back of number one while Mokuba grabs three from him. In a
moment, they switch and read the backs of the others.“These will
do,” says Mokuba, “We’ll take all three.”Jounouchi
simply nods, and he carries them up to the counter with Mokuba trailing behind.
He pays for the books while Mokuba looks through a spinning rack of
bookmarkers.The clerk
bags up the manga and passes the bag to Jounouchi with the receipt.“Thanks,”
says Jounouchi before heading out with Mokuba, “Do we have anything else to do
while we’re out?”“Let’s see.
We don’t have your costume yet, but Shalara will make sure its there in time,”
says Mokuba, “I have my costume. We both have a gift to give Seto at the party,
and I’ll give him one manga, maybe two on his actual birthday. We’ve bought us
some more clothes, and we’ve gotten your ears pierced. Genuine diamonds by the
way.”“Really?”
asks Jounouchi missing a step and almost falling, but he catches himself.“Course.
That’s what you get when you go to that woman,” says Mokuba, “Seto got his ears
done there. That’s how I knew about it. He tells me if I really want mine done,
I have to wait until I’m sixteen. That’s a full year earlier than he got his
done.”“How old
will he be?” asks Jounouchi.“This is
his eighteenth birthday,” says Mokuba.“Oh…”
Jounouchi nibbles on his lower lip while he walks down the hallway carrying the
two bags of their main purchases.“Did I say
something wrong?” asks Mokuba, “You’re thinking awfully hard now, Kat-chan.”“I’m
seventeen. He’ll be eighteen,” whispers Jounouchi, “Our relationship would be
illegal if we tried to…”“If you try
to take it to the highest level,” whispers Mokuba, “Your eighteenth birthday is
in January though, right?”“Yeah. What
am I thinking? We might never even get to that level,” whispers Jounouchi,
“Let’s just go home and unpack all our new clothes.”“Okay!”
exclaims Mokuba smiling, “And then we can figure out what we’re doing with our
hair for the party tonight!”“Seto has
some sort of hair gel or mousse or something, right?” asks Jounouchi.Mokuba
nods. “I don’t think he would mind it you use some of it.”“I was going
to try to just slick mine back so that it’s neat and tidy, and I was thinking
you’d look good in a ponytail. Something more sophisticated than leaving it
loose like you normally do,” says Jounouchi.“You’ll
have to show me what you have in mind,” says Mokuba, “Race you out?”“Be
careful,” says Jounouchi before Mokuba has the chance to take off on him.Mokuba
starts speed walking towards the exit with Jounouchi just a step behind as they
weave and dodge the other mall patrons. They walk out of the mall and make a
mad dash towards the end of the parking lot where the limo resides.The limo
meets Mokuba and Jounouchi halfway down the lane, and the two boys climb into
the back quickly and breathe heavily as they try to catch their breath.“Home!”
exclaims Jounouchi into the intercom as soon as he catches enough air to speak.Mokuba
pushes the button. “Mansion!”“Right…
mansion,” says Jounouchi, “Where would he have taken us on my command?”“Your
house,” says Mokuba, “You said home, and you don’t technically live with Seto
and I, although neither one of us would mind if you wanted to move in
permanently. I would love to have you around more. Seto would too. I’m sure
he’d come home earlier if he knew you were there waiting for him.”“He did
happen to mention the concept. He said I was welcome to live with you two as
long as I wanted,” says Jounouchi, “I can’t take you up on the offer though.
Not until I’m eighteen at least, but probably not even then. I don’t know how
long this relationship between me and your brother will last.”“Forever if
you don’t do anything stupid,” says Mokuba.“Or until
your brother tires of me,” says Jounouchi, “and we both know he will
eventually.”“How about
after you graduate you move in with us, even if you’re not dating Seto?” asks
Mokuba, “You’re my friend, and I’m sure Seto would still pay you to be my
babysitter.”“We’ll
see…”“Good
enough.”* * *
Jounouchi
sits at the desk in Seto’s bedroom talking to someone on the phone. “Listen,
I’m not exactly trying to move this stuff from one location to another. I’m
trying to hire you to move it out of my house and take it to the dump. I don’t
have the time to do it all myself. Can you help me or not?”Jounouchi
listens to the person on the other end of the line for a moment. “Okay, I’ll
say this one more time. I am the personal assistant of Kaiba Seto, CEO of Kaiba
Corp. There are some items in my boss’s home that were left there by a previous
inhabitant in a locked room. We recently located the key to said room, and now
we need the contents to be disposed of. You will be paid handsomely for the
service.”After a
very short moment of silence, Jounouchi says, “I’ll open the gates of the Kaiba
mansion for you at seven tomorrow morning. Be here with your trucks. There will
be penalties if you’re not done by five p.m. Good night.”Jounouchi
hangs up and flips a few more pages in the phone book in front of him. He dials
a new number and waits for someone to pick up. “Hello. I am the personal
assistant of Kaiba Seto, CEO of Kaiba Corp. I would like to have a crew of your
painters come to my boss’s home tomorrow afternoon to repaint a room for him.
You will be paid handsomely for the service.”The person
on the other end talks for a moment.“I
understand that you don’t work on Sundays normally,” says Jounouchi, “but this
is a surprise for his birthday, and it has to be done while he’s away. I’ll pay
you twice your normal fee… three times.”One quick
sentence later, Jounouchi continues, “I want it painted a calming blue. You pick
the exact shade. Just make it blue. How many people do you have on a crew and
how long do you think it would take them to paint a room that’s say twenty by
forty feet? I don’t know the exact measurements, but I think it’s smaller than
that.”Jounouchi
listens to the response. “Okay,” he says, “I think I can have the room ready
enough for you to start by two in the afternoon. I have another crew coming in
to remove all the items within the room, but you don’t need to worry about
laying out tarps to collect paint. Everything in the room is being replaced,
including the carpeting and flooring beneath. Will you be able to do that?
You’ll have to be done and out by seven o’clock sharp.”Jounouchi
hangs up the phone. He looks up to see Mokuba standing in the doorway towel
drying his hair.“Was that
about Seto’s surprise gift that I’m paying for?” asks Mokuba.“Yes.”
“You’re
going to repaint a room for him? I don’t understand,” says Mokuba, “Which room?
Those dimensions you gave them are small compared to his bedroom.”“Please
don’t ask questions. I don’t know what all you know, and I can’t talk to you
about it. Where’s the alarm clock in here? I need to set it to wake me up
before seven,” says Jounouchi.Mokuba
walks over to the side of the bed and pushes a button on the alarm clock. “Is
six-thirty okay to wake up?”“Yeah. I’ll
be able to throw on some clothes in that amount of time,” says Jounouchi.Mokuba
slides the switch to turn the alarm clock on. “In the morning, press this blue
button. That will reset the alarm clock to wake Seto on Monday.”“Thank
you,” says Jounouchi, “I’m going to change into my suit now. You do the same,
and then we’ll fix our hair.”“Where is
this room that’s getting repainted?” asks Mokuba, “Just tell me the floor and
I’ll probably know what room it is.”“Ground
floor,” says Jounouchi with a sigh.“The locked
room off the library? It’s the only room on the ground floor that’s sort of
small,” says Mokuba, “Seto’s never allowed me near that room. Is that the one?”“Yes, and
that’s all I can say. There’s a reason the room is always locked, and even if
it remains that way after my gift to Seto is complete, at least it will be
better than it is now,” says Jounouchi standing up and walking past Mokuba,
“Forget about that room, Mokuba. This is something between me, your brother,
and the family skeleton in the library closet.”“That room
has been forbidden to me, for a good reason which I’ve never learned. Whatever
you’re doing must be good. Just make my brother happy,” says Mokuba. He turns
and heads into his room.Jounouchi
leaves Seto’s bedroom and enters his own. He strips off his clothes and
remembering Seto’s words dons a thong before climbing into his Armani suit and
making himself more presentable. He heads out of his bedroom and returns to
Seto’s room to locate the hair styling products in the bathroom.“Hey,
Jounouchi! Are you finding everything?” asks Mokuba stepping into the doorway.“Yep. Got
it!” exclaims Jounouchi smiling as he shows Mokuba the gel and mousse he found.“Now, do
mine first,” says Mokuba.Jounouchi
pumps some of the gel out onto his hands, and he runs his fingers through the
black locks.Mokuba’s
eyes slide closed, and a small smile graces his face. His lips part for a mere
second as he whispers, “Daddy…”Jounouchi
freezes. “What?”“Huh?” asks
Mokuba opening his eyes.“What did
you just say?” asks Jounouchi.“I didn’t
say anything.”“No! No,
you said… You called me Daddy,” says Jounouchi quietly.Mokuba’s
eyes widen, and he backs away from Jounouchi quickly. “I… I… I didn’t mean it!
I’m sorry!”“It’s okay.
I’m not upset, but why did you do it?”“My hair
has always been long, and my dad, my real dad, used to help me brush it. At
night he would brush it and braid it. He’d brush it in the morning, too, and
then he would spray a hair de-tangler into it. He would rub it in just like you
just did,” says Mokuba, “I guess just a moment ago, I thought you were him. I’m
sorry.”“Don’t
worry about it,” says Jounouchi waving Mokuba closer, “Now let me finish your
hair.”Mokuba
walks back to Jounouchi and keeps his eyes open this time as the blond runs his
hands through the dark locks again.Jounouchi
pulls Mokuba’s hair back gently, and he wraps a small black hair rubber around
them at the juncture of the boy’s neck and his head. Then he grabs a black
ribbon, which is almost a perfect shade match to the suit jacket and pants they
both wear. He wraps the ribbon around Mokuba’s ponytail and ties it in a small
bow similar to ones he’s seen in paintings of European aristocrats. “Okay, all
done. What do you think?”Mokuba
looks in the mirror. “It looks nice, but don’t you think the ribbon makes me
look like a girl?”“I was
going more for an aristocratic approach,” says Jounouchi slumping his shoulders
and pouting like a puppy, “but if you don’t like it, I can take it off.”“Well, if
anyone comments on it, we’ll take it out then,” says Mokuba, “I don’t have
problems looking like a girl, you know.”
“Great!” exclaims Jounouchi
turning towards the mirror himself and putting some gel into his hands again.
He starts to run his hands through his hair slicking it back.“No,” says
Mokuba, “Not right for you. Let me try.”Jounouchi
lowers his hands and sits down on the stool near the bathtub.Mokuba puts
some gel into his own hands before running his fingers through Jounouchi’s
hair, parting the hair down the center of the head and laying it to either side
in gel twisted clumps. He stops when he has all the gel worked into the hair,
and he examines it for a moment before untwisting the majority of the locks and
smoothing them together. Then he untwists the two locks that he left in the
front of Jounouchi’s face and lets them hang unbidden before the honey-amber
eyes. He nibbles on his lower lip for a moment before nodding. “Yes, I think
you look just neat enough to fit in, but just messy enough to be sexy and
rebellious.”“Sexy and
rebellious?” asks Jounouchi standing up to look in the mirror.“Yes. I’ll
need to get a picture of you so we can show Seto when he gets back,” says
Mokuba.“Okay,”
says Jounouchi looking at his over all appearance in the mirror. The white
shirt and vest he rather likes, but the black jacket and pants he could do
without. The pants ride a bit too high, and the jacket hugs him a little too
close for comfort. And the hair… the hair he loves. “Maybe a picture of the two
of us together. I’d like a copy of that for my collection.”Mokuba
smiles. “Sure!”Jounouchi
turns to look at Mokuba. He smiles back at the younger boy who wears a bit more
of a formal tuxedo in the classic black and white than Jounouchi himself does,
but the outfit fits the young Kaiba heir well. “Let’s go find that camera!”Mokuba
leads Jounouchi out of Seto’s bathroom and up to the desk. He opens one of the
drawers on the right, and he pulls out the camera.“Should we
have Yukia take the picture?” asks Jounouchi.“Yeah,”
says Mokuba.Jounouchi
leads the way down to the kitchen where Yukia fusses making a list of things
she needs to buy on her next shopping trip. “Hey, Yukia!”“Hi!”
exclaims Mokuba.“Oh, hello
dears,” says Yukia smiling, “Don’t tell me you’re hungry! You’re about to go to
a fancy dinner party!”“Well, I am
a bit hungry,” says Jounouchi blushing, “but I can wait until the party, I
hope. We actually have a favor to ask.”“Really?
What?” asks Yukia.“Can you
take our picture?” asks Mokuba, “We want to show it to Seto when he gets back!”“And with
the way you two look, I understand,” says Yukia taking the camera from Mokuba,
“Should we go out to the entrance? I think the doorway might be a good backdrop
for the picture.”Everyone
walks out to the entrance.“Young
Kaiba-sama first,” says Yukia readying the camera.Mokuba
steps up in front of the door, and he smiles. He turns his small body slightly
so that his hairstyle should be clearly visible.Yukia snaps
the picture, and another one when Mokuba starts to turn to completely face her.
“All right, now, young man… join Young Kaiba-sama at the door.”Jounouchi
walks up to the door and stands beside Mokuba. He sets his hand on Mokuba’s
shoulder and smiles at Yukia as if Seto held the camera.Yukia snaps
a few pictures, asking the boys to shift positions a little each time. “Now,
come away, Young Kaiba-sama.”Mokuba
walks away from the door.“Now, please,”
says Yukia, “Tilt your head down a little and look at the camera through your
hair.”Jounouchi
tilts his head as indicated and looks through his falling bangs as he flashes
the camera a sultry smile.Yukia snaps
a few pictures of Jounouchi, instructing him to move into various other
slightly sexy poses. “Well, is that enough?”“Yeah,
great. Thanks,” says Jounouchi still blushing from his last pose, “We should
get going now anyway.”“Yeah,”
says Mokuba looking at his watch, “If we don’t leave now, we’ll be late!”“Don’t
forget your coats. It might be chilly out there,” says Yukia.Mokuba
moves to the coat closet and opens the sliding door.Jounouchi
freezes in his tracks. “Um… Mokuba?”“What is
it, Jounouchi?” asks Mokuba pulling out his coat.“I don’t
have a coat that will work with this outfit,” says Jounouchi, “The one I bought
was a bit more feminine.”“Oh,
right,” says Mokuba blushing, “Will you hold mine for a moment, Yukia?” He
passes the coat to Yukia before looking through the closet again. He turns to
look at Jounouchi for a brief moment before nodding and pulling out a black
trench coat. “Here, Jounouchi. You can borrow this one of Seto’s. With the way
you look tonight, he won’t mind as long as Yukia doesn’t mind taking another
picture of you wearing it. You will, won’t you, Yukia?”“Of
course,” says Yukia.Jounouchi
takes the coat and slips it on, finding it to be supple leather with a warm
lining. The coat appears a bit big on him, but it flares in all the right
places to give him the appearance of a dragon in flight.Mokuba
takes his coat back from Yukia and steps behind her to put it on while Yukia
snaps a couple of pictures of Jounouchi. He steps up to the blond for one last
picture. “Will you place the camera on Seto’s desk, Yukia?”Yukia nods.
“Let’s go,”
says Mokuba opening the door.Jounouchi
and Mokuba head out to the already waiting limo, and they climb in back.* * *
“Now tell
me again,” says Jounouchi brushing Mokuba’s freshly washed hair, “Was that fun
or not?”“That’s a
typical business dinner party,” says Mokuba, “Although I’m sure if Seto took
Kat-chan, there would be less business discussed and more dance propositions.”“I got
propositioned just fine tonight,” says Jounouchi pouting as he carefully works on
a tangle.“Yes, by
all the wives who were just as bored with the party as you were,” says Mokuba,
“and you only danced with a few of them.”“They
didn’t interest me,” says Jounouchi slowly.“Yes, but
if Kat-chan went, she’d be getting invites from all the men, and Seto would
have to spend the whole night dancing with you to keep everyone’s filthy hands
off you.”Jounouchi
blushes. “As if his hands would be any better.”“His hands
are clean and well groomed anyway,” says Mokuba.“But his
hands would be all over my ass!” exclaims Jounouchi indignantly.Mokuba
giggles.Jounouchi
finishes brushing Mokuba’s hair and braids it as neatly as he can.“Thanks,
Jounouchi,” says Mokuba smiling as he feels his hair, “Would you like me to
brush yours?”“No thanks,”
says Jounouchi, “I believe that’s a boyfriend’s privilege.”“Oh, so
you’ll let Seto brush your hair,” says Mokuba.Jounouchi
blushes. “He has his cell phone with him, doesn’t he?”“That phone
goes with him everywhere,” says Mokuba, “Of course he has it with him.”“I might
call him tonight. Do you want to talk to him?” asks Jounouchi.“Tell him I
miss him,” says Mokuba, “and have a good night. I’m going to sleep.”“Good
night,” says Jounouchi giving Mokuba a quick kiss on the forehead.“Aren’t you
supposed to do that with Seto?” asks Mokuba smirking.“Yes, well…
brother’s prerogative,” says Jounouchi standing up from his seat on the bed
behind Mokuba.“Sleep
well,” says Mokuba crawling beneath his blankets and lying down.Jounouchi
puts the hairbrush away before walking to the door and turning the light off so
that only the faint glow of the Blue-Eyes White Dragon nightlight prevents them
from being plunged into complete darkness. He steps out and closes the door
tightly before he heads into Seto’s bedroom and sheds his bathrobe to climb
into Seto’s bed completely nude. He grabs the bedside phone and dials the
number he’s come to recognize as well as his own.“Kaiba.”
“Hi, Kaiba.
It’s Jounouchi.”“Do you
know how late it is, puppy?”“Yeah, actually
I do. It’s one in the morning.”“But you
still called me. Is something wrong? Is Mokuba okay?”“There’s
nothing wrong. Mokuba’s fine. He misses you though. He just went to bed.”“He just
now went to bed?”“Yeah. He
took a bath after we got home from the party,” says Jounouchi relaxing in the
middle of the bed, “And I brushed and braided his hair for him. Then he went to
bed.”“How was
the party?”“It was
rather boring. A lot of talk about business, and I danced with a few of the
wives. The best part of the night though was when Mokuba and I had Yukia take
pictures of us with your camera so we can show you how nice we looked!”“Mmm… I
can’t wait to see those pictures. A sexy puppy in an Armani suit. Delicious.”Jounouchi
blushes. “You’re trying to make me blush, aren’t you?”“Is it
working?”“Yes.”
“Good.
You’re cute when you blush.”“Kaiba.
Quit picking on me! I’m your boyfriend. It’s not nice!”“I
apologize.”“Okay. I’ll
forgive you this once. How’s your business meeting going?”“It’s
frustrating me. It’s not going at all like I hoped it would. I would rather not
talk about it. Can we go back to talking about you?”“Oh, fine.
I suppose so.”“Did you
have movie night at the mansion?”“We did. I
begged and pleaded with Honda’s sister to require a babysitter for her son, so
Honda couldn’t come. We brought Otogi instead.”“Otogi?
The idiot with the game shop who invented Dungeon Dice?”“Yes.”
“The one
who dressed you in a dog suit?”“Uh-huh.”
“The one
who tried to force Yugi out of Duel Monsters forever?”“The very
same.”“And you
wanted to spend time with him?”“He’s our
friend now. Honestly, you’ve called me all sorts of names and insults, and I’m
sure you’ve even thought about putting me in a dog suit before.”“Is
there a point to this tirade?”“I still
want to spend time with you.” Jounouchi blushes.“…”
“Kaiba?”
“I’m
still here. Thank you.”“I really
miss you.”“I miss
you, Jounouchi. Talk to me. Tell me what you and Mokuba have been doing while
I’ve been gone.”“Well,
movie night was a blast, and the entire gang stayed overnight in the guest
rooms. Oh, you’ll never guess what happened!”“Really?
What happened?”“Otogi
wanted to share a room with me!”“Is that
so? I’ll have to have words with him about that. I’m assuming that he asked you
that because he wanted you naked and in his arms, correct?”“He didn’t
say that, but that was the impression I got when he asked me to share rooms. I
think I set him straight.”“Oh, if
only, but unfortunately, he’s as gay as they come!”“Oh my god!
You just told a joke!” Jounouchi listens to Kaiba chuckle on the other end of
the line. “We went out today to get costumes for your party.”“Did you
find something you like?”“I hope so.
We went by Shalara’s, and she’s special making costumes for you and me. You
didn’t tell me that you set up a credit account for me there.”“I was
afraid to bring it up. I thought…”“You
thought that if I knew I could get all the clothes in the entire shop that I
would make you penniless. I did buy a few things, but I didn’t buy all that
much. Or at least, I don’t think I did. I didn’t see prices on any of the tags,
but Mokuba got some stuff too. I didn’t have a coat, so I really needed that.”“I trust
you didn’t spend that much. Did Mokuba get a costume?”“Yes. We
went by the mall and got him a costume as well as a few presents for you. I
hope you like the presents I’ve gotten you.”“You…
got presents for me?”“Of course
I did! It’s your birthday!”“You
didn’t have to get me anything. I wasn’t expecting you to.”“You’re my
boyfriend, Seto. I wanted to get you a present,” whispers Jounouchi, “But if
you don’t want it…”“I want
it! I want it!”“Good.”
“What
did you get me?”“I’m not
telling.”“Is that
all you did? Go shopping for costumes and presents?”“After that
we came back home to get ready for the party. We both took a bath before we got
dressed.”“What?
If you took a bath before you left, why did Mokuba need a bath when you
returned?”“Please
don’t be upset, but we used some of your hair gel to style our hair for the
party. We had to wash it out afterwards or else we’d wake up with weird spikes
or something equally stupid and funny looking, and neither one of us really
wanted to go that route.”“I’m
sure you didn’t.”“Are you
getting ready for bed now?”“Actually,
I’m already in bed. I was asleep until the phone rang.”“I’m
sorry.”“No.
It’s okay. I would much rather talk to you than sleep anyway. I wanted to call
you so many times, but I didn’t want to interrupt your movie night or your
beauty sleep. And then I was in non-stop meetings this morning, so I couldn’t
have called you. And you went to the party, so I couldn’t reach you. I tried
calling home once, but you weren’t home, and I told Yukia not to mention me
calling. I didn’t want to worry you.”“You
couldn’t worry me just by calling, but if it were the cops calling here looking
for me… then I would worry.”“Nothing’s
going to happen to me. I intend to live forever.”“That’s
nice. Can I live forever with you?”“Yes.”
“So, you’re
alone in a fancy hotel room all naked and in bed? You are alone, right?”“Of
course I’m alone! Who would I sleep with besides you?”“How would
I know? How many blonds are at those meetings?”“Not a
single one, and I wouldn’t be tempted even if there were a million of them
here. I have the blond I want waiting for me at home. I won’t risk that for any
one time fling.”“That’s
right! You have me naked in your bed right here! You don’t need anyone else.”“You’re
naked? In my bed?”“Makes you
wish you were home, doesn’t it?”“Yes.”
“You
finally manage to get me unclothed in your bed, and you can’t even enjoy me!”“I miss
you, Jounouchi.”“I know. I
miss you, Kaiba. We’ve had fun together these last couple of weeks.”“We have
had fun, but our relationship isn’t over yet, so we’ll have more time to have
fun together.”“So have
you been touching yourself while we’ve been talking?”“What
the hell? Why would you ask me something like that?”“I’ll take
that as a yes.”“I did
not say I was touching myself!”“I think
you are. I think you’re talking to me on speakerphone so that you have both
hands free, and I think your left hand is gently massaging your balls while
your right hand strokes your penis. Are you close to coming?”“I am
not masturbating while talking to you on the phone!”Jounouchi
laughs. “So have I made you want to do it?”“You
horny little vixen! You said all that just to provoke me!”“Yeah, I
did, but I couldn’t help it.”“So are
you horny? Have you been masturbating while talking to me?”“Yes, and
no.”“Yes,
you’re horny, but no, you aren’t touching yourself. Should we? Together?”“Should we
what?”“Touch
ourselves of course. We could masturbate together while talking to each other.
We could pretend that we’re lying in the same bed, in between the satin sheets!
With my hands caressing your body, stroking your hard, dripping cock closer and
closer to your release. And you, touching me in all the right places, teasing
my cock with your shy, innocent hands.”“I’m sorry.
Not tonight. It’s getting late. We should get some sleep. I’m sorry.”“Yes. I
know. We should sleep. I have another meeting in the morning bright and early.
I was just hoping for a little reason to sleep in and miss it.”“Oh, I can
just picture that now, Seto. So sorry I was late, but I stayed up all night
having phone sex with my boyfriend.”“Not
exactly the way I would want to start the meeting, I’m afraid.”“I’m going
to let you go now. Goodnight, Kaiba.”“Good
night, Jounouchi. Sleep well, and have pleasant dreams.”“You too.
Come home soon.” Jounouchi waits a moment before hanging up the phone. He tries
to ignore his erection and fall asleep, but after a moment, he realizes that he
can’t sleep in his current state. He heads into the bathroom to quickly relieve
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