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Lace
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Twelve
Jounouchi
walks back into the dining room pushing the cart that now holds a badly
decorated cake with three lit candles sticking up from in between the cherries
and slightly deformed chocolate flowers. He stops the cart in front of Seto.
“Happy birthday, Seto. Make a wish.”
“Kat? Are
you all right? Hidemi didn’t mean what he said!” exclaims Seto quickly.
“I know,
Seto. If all you wanted was me naked, you would have done so by now,” says
Jounouchi, “Now blow out the candles so we can have dessert.”
Seto smiles
and moves to wrap his arms around Jounouchi.
“Oh, and
make a wish!” exclaims Jounouchi.
“I wish…”
Seto closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, he blows out the three
candles.
“Sit down,
and I’ll cut the cake,” says Jounouchi.
“No. I’d
like to do that,” says Seto, “You sit down, Kat. Relax for a bit.”
Jounouchi
smiles and takes his seat.
“I’m sorry
about what I said,” whispers Hidemi while Seto starts to cut the cake, “It
didn’t come out nearly the way I intended it to. I’m sorry.”
“I realize
that. Apology accepted,” says Jounouchi quietly.
Seto places
pieces of cake in front of Mokuba and Hidemi. After another moment, he places a
fourth of the cake in front of Jounouchi, and he sits down beside his
boyfriend.
“Where’s
your piece of cake?” asks Jounouchi, “You said Black Forest cake was your
favorite!”
“It is,”
says Seto, “but you told me to make a wish. I did. Now I want you to make it
come true.”
Jounouchi
lifts a cherry in his fingers and holds it out to Seto. “You want me to feed
you?”
Seto smiles
and gently bites the cherry to remove it from Jounouchi’s hand. “Thank you.”
“This would
be so funny if we were using chopsticks,” says Jounouchi smiling. He lifts his
fork and takes off a chunk of cake to hold in front of Seto’s mouth.
“I would
like to see Yugi feed Ryou this dinner with chopsticks,” says Seto smiling
before taking the bite of cake.
Jounouchi
giggles while taking a bite of cake.
Seto pulls
off a chocolate flower and eyes it for a moment. “You know, this is why we have
candy molds…”
“Candy
molds?” asks Jounouchi with wide eyes, “Yukia never mentioned candy molds!”
“I think
she was testing you to see how well you’d do without them,” says Seto slipping
the candy into his mouth, “Tastes fine anyway.”
Jounouchi
blushes and lifts a bite of cake to his mouth.
“When can
we expect a wedding? Or babies?” asks Hidemi, “I would like to see some babies
out of you two. They would be totally adorable!”
Jounouchi
slips a piece of cake into Seto’s gaping mouth. “If he gets me pregnant, I am
ripping his dick off!”
Seto
swallows hard. “You’d what?”
“You heard
me,” says Jounouchi holding another piece of cake and cherry up to Seto’s
mouth, “If you get me pregnant, I’m ripping your dick off.”
“It’s a
good thing you can’t get pregnant then,” says Seto before taking the bite.
“As for a
wedding, well… they need to have an engagement first,” says Mokuba in between
bites of his own dessert, “and I don’t see that happening at least for another
few months. After all, it’s only their one month anniversary tonight.”
“Anniversary?”
asks Jounouchi before taking a bite of cake for himself.
“Yes. Our
first date was one month ago. September 25,” says Seto, “We went shopping to
get you lots of new clothes, and then we had dinner here together. Don’t worry.
I didn’t expect you to remember.”
“Oh… You
didn’t think I would remember?” asks Jounouchi sullenly.
“I didn’t
think one month was important enough to remember,” says Seto.
“Maybe not
to most people,” says Jounouchi looking deeply in Seto’s eyes, “but one month
is a big deal for us.”
“Yes. I
suppose you’re right,” says Seto, “I’m sorry that I didn’t think you would
remember.”
“Don’t be
sorry. You were right!” exclaims Jounouchi giving Seto a bite of cake, “I just
didn’t like you saying it wasn’t important enough to remember. I didn’t
remember, but I’ve always been bad with dates! I want you to remind me in
advance when our one year anniversary is getting close, okay?” He lifts a bite
of cake to his lips.
“Of course
I will,” says Seto barely waiting for Jounouchi to lower the fork before
pulling the blond to him for a passionate kiss.
A few
minutes later, everyone places their silverware down on empty dessert plates.
“All right
now,” says Hidemi, “Time for presents, Seto! Whose would you like first?”
“Mokuba’s,
I think,” says Seto.
Mokuba
grabs up a carefully wrapped package from the end of the table, and he passes
it to Seto. “Happy birthday, big brother.”
“Thank you,
Mokuba. I trust it is safe to open this in current company?” replies Seto
looking at his brother’s slight blush.
“Yes. In
fact, Kat-chan helped me pick it out!” exclaims Mokuba, “We hope you like it!”
“Kat,”
mumbles Seto as he rips open the paper carelessly. He pulls out two volumes of
the manga. He turns the first one over and reads the back before doing the same
to the second. His cheeks tint red. “Well, thank you, Mokuba, Kat. It certainly
sounds interesting.”
“May I?”
asks Hidemi.
“Of
course,” says Seto passing the books to Hidemi so that he can read the
descriptions on the back, “Then you can get me this gift that you mentioned was
also Kat’s idea.”
“I think
you’ll like these,” says Hidemi passing the books back. He lifts a fairly large
robe/dress sized box wrapped in festive birthday paper, and he hands it over to
Seto.
Seto
haphazardly tears open the paper and pulls the box out before opening it. The
first thing he removes is a somewhat shaggy brown wig that when worn would give
him the roguish look of the warrior prince from the manga. Next he lifts out
two wide wristbands made of soft black leather, followed by a matching black
leather belt, and a pair of ankle-high boots, also soft black leather. It’s not
until he pulls out the next item that he understands what the costume is and
where it’s from.
“Nice choice,”
says Mokuba smiling.
“I like the
color,” says Jounouchi, “Thank you, Hidemi.”
Seto holds
an almost floor-length, sleeveless tunic with a mock turtleneck and
crisscrossed lacing along the front left side. “I’ve seen this outfit before.
This is from…”
“Boy
Princess,” says Hidemi smiling, “Worn by Prince Jed. Kat informed me that
you two wish to role-play the manga. So I have kindly agreed to make costumes
for you. Speaking of which, I’ve brought a gift for Kat as well.” He lifts a
second box as big as the first and pushes it towards Jounouchi. “I finished it
earlier than I thought I would.”
“Really?”
asks Jounouchi excitedly, “You’ve gotten my costume done too?”
“Yes,” says
Hidemi. He turns to Seto. “I hope you don’t mind me bringing your girlfriend presents
on your birthday, Seto.”
“Not at
all,” says Seto setting his tunic back in the box and turning to watch
Jounouchi happily pulling off the wrapping paper, “Seeing her happy is one of
my greatest wishes.”
Jounouchi
pulls the lid off and stands up while lifting out the long-sleeved,
mock-turtleneck, cream-colored dress. He holds it up against his chest. “This
is so cool!”
“That will
be the under dress for most of your costumes,” says Hidemi, “Keep looking,
there’s more!”
Jounouchi
pulls out the second pale blue dress, a short sleeved gown with pale yellow
lace around the sleeves and a fancy lace v-neckline. A small belt made of
yellow lace over a sapphire blue fabric falls out of the dress.
Seto lifts
the belt from the floor and looks it over. “Lovely.”
Jounouchi
lifts a pair of yellow and blue wrist cuffs from the box before removing a
similar shawl. “This is beautiful!”
“I decided
to go for something a bit simpler for you, and after hearing that Jounouchi
will be the first person to wear it, I’m glad I did,” says Hidemi. “The dress
is long enough that whatever shoes you wear with it won’t be seen, but be
careful walking, okay?”
Jounouchi
nods. “I will!”
“You will
look beautiful in that,” says Seto smiling.
“I feel
like this is my birthday!” Jounouchi giggles. “First Seto brings me a
lovely dress from Hong Kong, and now Hidemi gives me this wonderful costume!”
“Do you
like it?” asks Seto.
Jounouchi
quickly kisses Seto, opening his mouth to allow his brunet boyfriend to
dominate the kiss fully. He puts everything back into the box.
“Now, I’d
like to know what present you’ve got me, Kat, since you’ve already given me so
much,” says Seto smirking.
Jounouchi
blushes and grabs his wrapped package. He passes it to Seto.
Seto’s eyes
light up with excitement and anxiety as he slowly unwraps the present in his
hands. His eyebrows scrunch up in confusion when the papers tumble out onto the
table before him. “What the…?”
Mokuba
rolls his eyes. “Kat, you were supposed to bind them together!”
“Wouldn’t that
make it harder to cash them in?” asks Jounouchi.
“What are
these?” asks Seto lifting one of the papers and silently reading the words; ‘This
certificate entitles the bearer, Kaiba Seto, to one exotic dance to be
performed by Suya Kat.’
“They’re
love coupons,” says Jounouchi as Seto grabs up papers and reads them quickly
before grabbing another to read.
Seto’s cock
hardens and begins to throb with unfulfilled desire as he reads the coupons. He
wipes his eyes to prevent the forming tears from falling, and he pulls
Jounouchi into his arms. “Thank you, Kat! It’s wonderful!”
“Well, it’s
getting kind of late,” says Hidemi, “Maybe you two should head up to bed. I’ll
make sure Mokuba gets tucked in and asleep.”
“Kat?” asks
Seto looking into the soft brown eyes hopefully.
“I am sort
of tired,” says Jounouchi, “I’ll put my costume in my room and then meet you in
yours…?”
“Yes,” says
Seto releasing Jounouchi.
Jounouchi
grabs his gift box. “Thank you for the costume, Hidemi. It was very nice to
meet you, and I hope to see you again. Good night. Sleep well, Mokuba.”
“Don’t be
too loud tonight and I will,” says Mokuba smirking.
Jounouchi
blushes as he hurries out of the room.
“Remember
what I said about not being harder if we were interrupted mid-fuck?” asks Seto
looking into Hidemi’s green eyes.
“Yeah.”
Hidemi smiles. “Why?”
“Apparently,
I was wrong,” says Seto wincing as he stands up with all the love coupons in
his hands.
“I’ll carry
the rest of your presents up to your room,” says Mokuba standing and gathering
up the box of clothing and the two books.
Hidemi
stands and walks around the table quickly. “And I’ll carry you!”
“I can
walk…”
“Not with
an erection like that,” says Hidemi eyeing the massive bulge in Seto’s pants.
He lifts Seto into his arms like he would a woman, and he carries him out of
the room with Mokuba following. He carries his friend up to his room and leaves
him on the bed.
Mokuba sets
the presents on the desk. “Sleep well, brother.”
Hidemi and
Mokuba walk out and close the door behind them.
Seto
immediately starts to remove his clothing, throwing it haphazardly onto the
floor. He sighs with relief when his erection is finally freed from its cloth
prison. He pushes himself to his feet, leaving the coupons on his bed and
hurries as quickly as he can to the bathroom to give himself some sort of
release with his hands moving rapidly upon his flesh and standing in an ice
cold shower. His body ejaculates twice before the cold water finally beats away
his erection. He warms the water just enough to knock the chill from his bones
while he rinses off, and he climbs out of the shower and dries off quickly
before pulling on his warmest robe.
Seto heads
out of the bathroom and picks all his clothes up to place them in the hamper.
He gathers all the coupons from his bed and reads through them once more. He
keeps one out on top of his nightstand and places the rest of them within a
drawer. “So many of them have a double meaning. They could be ways to ask for
sex, but they don’t have to be. None of them will be used for sex.”
The door
opens, and Jounouchi walks into the room wearing his robe. “Hi, Seto.”
“Come in,
Jounouchi,” says Seto smiling.
Jounouchi
closes the door and walks towards the bed. He blushes. “Are you still horny?”
“No more so
than normal,” says Seto shrugging, “Don’t worry. I won’t try to jump your bones
as soon as you get close to me.”
Jounouchi’s
pace quickens slightly as he moves to sit down on the bed beside Seto. “How did
you like everything?”
“Dinner was
exquisite,” says Seto smiling, “You looked beautiful! The books you helped
Mokuba pick are going to be interesting. Maybe we could role-play them later.
The outfit you commissioned from Shalara’s is wonderful, and your two gifts to
me are priceless!”
“Two
gifts?” asks Jounouchi.
“You gave
me these coupons, of course, but you also gave me your first kiss,” says Seto,
“You don’t know how much that means to me! What did you think of your first
kiss?”
“If you
want to know if I like kissing you, just ask me if I like kissing you?”
“Do you
like kissing me?”
“I do!”
exclaims Jounouchi leaning in to give Seto a chaste kiss, “And with a little
practice, I might actually be able to kiss you the way you kiss me!”
“Maybe we
should practice then,” says Seto smiling.
“You said
you wanted to,” says Jounouchi blushing.
“I’ve
changed my mind after seeing your gift,” says Seto grabbing the coupon from the
nightstand and passing it to Jounouchi, “I would like to cash this in now. Can
I do that?”
Jounouchi
reads the coupon aloud, “This certificate entitles the bearer, Kaiba Seto, to
one kiss anywhere except the face to be given by Suya Kat.”
Seto pulls
Jounouchi’s now trembling form against his chest. “Will you hear me out before
you say whether you can do it now or not? If you’re not ready to do what I ask
now, then I will hold onto his coupon and use it at a later date.”
“Where did
you want me to kiss?” asks Jounouchi wrapping his arms around Seto’s neck.
“My neck.”
“Huh?” asks
Jounouchi. His head snaps up from Seto’s chest so he can look into the blue
eyes, and his body stops trembling.
“You know
how good it feels when I kiss your neck?” asks Seto.
“Yeah. It
feels very nice,” says Jounouchi with a light blush.
“I would
like you to make me feel that way,” says Seto blushing.
“I can
try,” says Jounouchi, “I can’t guarantee that I’ll be as good as you are, but I
can try to pleasure you.” He lowers his eyes. “I thought… I thought you might
have wanted a little more pleasure than just kissing your neck.”
“I know
that many of these coupons can be used immorally,” says Seto, “but I won’t use
them like that. If you want to kiss me below the belt, then it will happen
because you want to do it. Not because I might want you to. I won’t ask you to
do anything until I think you’re ready to give it.”
“So… should
we lie down in bed and kiss?” asks Jounouchi.
“Yes,” says
Seto standing up slowly.
Jounouchi
stands up and walks to the foot of the bed. He starts to untie his belt. “Don’t
expect this every night. This is just because it’s your birthday, Seto.”
Seto raises
an eyebrow as he removes his robe and places it over the footboard.
Jounouchi
pulls off his robe to stand completely nude before Seto’s gaping eyes. He walks
to his side of the bed and crawls beneath the sheets.
Seto takes
a deep breath before joining Jounouchi in the bed.
Jounouchi
slides up against Seto so that his bare flesh presses up against the other’s
nude body. He presses his nose and lips into Seto’s neck and breathes deeply.
He starts off slowly, just barely brushing his lips against Seto’s skin.
Seto tilts
his head to better reveal his neck. He moans slightly when Jounouchi kisses a
particularly sensitive spot.
Fueled by
Seto’s moan, Jounouchi starts nibbling on Seto’s neck. He finds that sensitive
spot and kisses, nibbles, and sucks, all the while listening to Seto’s moans.
Seto winds
his hands around Jounouchi’s waist and caresses his lower back, but he’s very
careful not to let his hands roam below the waistline.
* * *
Seto sits
at his school desk reading the manga Mokuba had given him the day before. His
hand subconsciously tugs the collar of his uniform jacket higher, trying to
hide the love bite his blond boyfriend doesn’t even realize he gave.
Yugi steps
up to Seto’s desk and places a card upon it. “I’m sorry I didn’t give this to
you yesterday, but you didn’t really look like you would appreciate it then.”
Seto sighs
and lowers his book to his desk. “And what exactly is this?”
“A birthday
card,” says Yugi smiling, “You have to wait until your party tomorrow to get
your present!”
“You didn’t
need to…”
“I know,
Kaiba,” says Yugi, “but I wanted to do this for you.”
Seto lifts
the card and opens it. He reads it and smiles slightly. “Thank you.”
Yugi stares
at the collar of the blue jacket that has slipped down just enough for him to
see the bruise on Seto’s neck. He whispers, “Kaiba, your jacket.”
Seto’s
cheeks tint pink as he tugs on the collar again to hide the bruise once more.
Yugi
glances back over his shoulder at Jounouchi, then he turns towards Seto again
and whispers, “Did Kat-chan do that?”
“Of
course,” says Seto, “Last night was my birthday, and she had dinner with me.
She gave me this bite as part of my present.”
“What’s so
interesting over here in Kaiba Corner?” asks Honda walking up to Seto’s desk.
He spots the other brunet trying to tug his collar up even more, and his eyes
dart to the deep bruise. He starts laughing. “Kaiba’s got a hickey!”
Several
gasps come from all corners of the room, the loudest from Jounouchi.
Jounouchi
stands up and walks towards Seto’s desk. His eyes search Seto’s neck until he
sees the nearly hidden bruise. He nearly gasps again, and his eyes narrow as he
glares at Seto. “A hickey, huh? And where’d you get that, Kaiba?”
Seto
refrains from rolling his eyes only by returning the intense glare. “If you
must know, I got this little love bite from my girlfriend, Kat!”
Several
more gasps echo throughout the room.
Jounouchi
blinks in confusion. “Huh?”
“Kat was a
little overly enthusiastic when she was kissing my neck last night,” says Seto
actually rolling his eyes this time, “You don’t honestly think I’d let anyone
besides her kiss my neck long enough for me to get a hickey, do you?”
Jounouchi
blushes.
Honda
continues laughing. “Kaiba’s finally found himself a little bitch!”
“Knock it
off, Honda!” exclaims Jounouchi.
“Honda!”
exclaims Ryou glaring at the laughing boy. He moves up beside the teen and
stomps roughly on his foot.
“Ow, shit!
What was that for, Ryou?” asks Honda jumping back away from the white-haired
menace.
“Why can’t
you get along with Kaiba?” asks Ryou, “Everyone else in our group does. What do
you have against him?”
Honda’s
eyes narrow, and he turns away from Ryou before walking to his seat and
collapsing into it to brood in silence.
Jounouchi
looks at his brooding friend longingly, but then he shakes his head and turns
back towards his boyfriend. “I hope you won’t be needing me to baby-sit Mokuba
tonight. I’m afraid that I have other plans for the evening.”
“We’ll be
wrapping presents at my place tonight,” says Yugi smiling, “but if you do need
Jounouchi a little later, I’ll be happy to drop him off at your place!”
“No, that
won’t be necessary,” says Seto, “Kat didn’t mention that she would be joining
me tonight. Have fun with your friends, Jounouchi, and don’t forget that movie
night this week is canceled in favor of your attendance at my party.”
“I won’t
forget the party, Seto!” exclaims Jounouchi smiling, “Thanks. I think we will
have fun wrapping all your birthday presents tonight!”
“We’d
better sit down now,” says Yugi tugging on Jounouchi’s sleeve gently before
moving to take his seat.
Jounouchi
moves to his chair and sits down just as the teacher enters the classroom. He
pulls a piece of paper from his notebook and writes a small note on it before
flinging it back onto Seto’s desk.
Seto hides
the note beneath his book and waits for a moment while the teacher begins to
talk. He unfolds the note and reads the words, ‘I’m so stupid. You’re not
mad at me are you?’
Jounouchi
glances back at Seto before starting to take notes.
Seto lifts
his pen and writes his response before sending it back to Jounouchi.
‘You
really didn’t know where hickeys came from then? I’m not mad at you.’
Jounouchi sets his pen to the paper and writes. ‘I didn’t know, and I’m
surprised that you tried to hide that mark from me.’ He tosses the note
back to Seto.
Seto reads
the note and smirks. He writes, ‘You didn’t realize what you were doing. I
understand that now, but I wasn’t trying to hide it from you intentionally.’
‘Yes,
you were. You were dressed before I even crawled out of bed this morning.’
‘Not
from you. I was trying to hide it from everyone else.’
‘Oh. And
about tonight… Had you wanted to see me?’
‘It
would have been nice,’ writes Seto, ‘but I get to see you so often. I
understand that you want to spend time with your friends. So go with them. Have
fun. I’ll see you on Friday. I have a surprise for you that I’ll give you at
the party.’ He tosses the note back to Jounouchi.
‘I have
a surprise for you that I’ll give you this weekend after the party,’ writes
Jounouchi, ‘You might be upset with me when you find out what it is.’ He
tosses the note to Seto.
Seto reads
the note and sees the tenseness in Jounouchi’s body. He pockets the note,
knowing that he won’t get any more information about his upsetting surprise,
and not liking the knowledge.
* * *
“Hey, is
everyone here?” asks Jounouchi as he carries the bag containing the tea service
and tea into the living room above the Kame Game shop.
“Yugi’s
digging in the attic for the wrapping paper,” says Anzu kneeling on the floor
in the midst of a pile of unwound ribbons and bows, “He didn’t think he had any
ribbon, so I brought what I had. Ryou’s in the kitchen.”
“What about
the others? What are you doing?” asks Jounouchi.
“Some of
the ribbons got tangled together, so I’m trying to untie and straighten them,”
says Anzu. She motions Jounouchi closer with her finger.
Jounouchi
steps up beside Anzu and kneels down, lifting a pretty blue ribbon to detangle.
“Honda is
in the bathroom, acting all pissy about Kaiba again,” whispers Anzu, “He’s
going to try something at the party tomorrow. I just know he is.”
“I suspect
it too,” whispers Jounouchi, “but there’s not much we can do. I’ll tell Seto’s
hired guards to keep an extra eye on him though.”
Anzu sighs.
“Why does he hate Kaiba so much? He hates him more than you ever acted like you
did.”
Jounouchi’s
sigh mimics Anzu’s own. “I wish I knew.”
Otogi walks
up the stairs with several large bags in his hands. “Hi! I didn’t miss the
party, did I?”
“No,” says
Anzu, “We haven’t officially started yet. Yugi is still looking for the
wrapping paper.”
“Yugi’s
found the wrapping paper, actually,” says Yugi as he walks into the living room
with a plastic storage container filled with wrapping paper.
“Oh,
great!” exclaims Otogi, “Now we just need the others to arrive and we can
begin!”
“We’re only
waiting for Malik,” says Yugi, “Honda and Ryou are here.”
“What’s
with the million packages, Otogi?” asks Anzu.
“Well…”
Otogi blushes. “I’m going to try to get in good with the CEO of Kaiba Corp
while I’m at the party. So I’ve brought lots of presents to butter him up!”
Jounouchi
giggles. “Butter him up! Ha!”
Otogi
chuckles.
“Sayonara!”
exclaims Malik Ishtar coming up the stairs with a paper bag in hand.
“Malik, you
just said goodbye,” says Otogi rolling his eyes.
“Oh, well,
you get the point,” says Malik sitting down on the couch, “Are we wrapping or
what?”
“In a few
minutes,” says Yugi smiling, “Ryou’s in the kitchen making us a snack now, and
then we’ll have dinner after we finish wrapping.”
Honda
emerges from the bathroom and slams the door behind him. “Why are we giving up
our movie night for that rich prick’s party?”
“Because
he’s my friend,” says Jounouchi, “and I would be there with him tomorrow night
even if none of you all were going.”
“Because
he’s my friend,” says Yugi, “and I’m going to the party with Jounouchi for the
same reason.”
“I’m just
going to scope out his mansion,” says Malik.
“I’m going
because I’ve been invited to the party, unlike your movie night,” says Otogi.
“Oh, Otogi,
you’re always welcome for movie night!” exclaims Anzu, “I thought you knew
that! You and Malik, both! We would love to have you join us!”
Otogi
smiles.
“Thanks,
guys. Maybe I will join you next week,” says Malik smiling.
Ryou steps
into the room with a serving tray carrying a plate of steaming cookies, plastic
cups, and a bottle of milk. He smiles. “Sugar cookies! Fresh from the oven, so
be careful because they are hot!”
Jounouchi
looks at the plate and licks his lips. He stares up at Ryou adoringly. “Ryou, I
love you!”
Ryou
chuckles, and he sets the tray down on the coffee table.
Yugi swats
Jounouchi in the shoulder. “Hey! Back off him; he’s mine!”
“Sorry,
Yugi. You know I don’t love him that way!” exclaims Jounouchi, “I leave that to
you!”
“And I do a
good job of it in my opinion!” exclaims Yugi proudly.
Ryou drops
the cups he was separating. He looks up at Yugi with wide eyes. “What?”
Yugi
blushes. “Ryou, I…”
Malik takes
the cups from in front of Ryou and resumes the task of separating them from one
another.
“Yes,
Yugi?” asks Ryou moving closer and sitting down in front of Yugi.
“I…” Yugi
swallows hard. “I love you, Ryou.”
Ryou pulls
Yugi into his arms. “Thank you, Yugi! Thank you! I’ve been waiting to hear that
for so long!”
Yugi wraps
his arms around Ryou and embraces him back.
“I love
you, Yugi. I love you so very much!” exclaims Ryou before sealing his
boyfriend’s lips in a kiss.
Anzu sighs.
“That is so sweet!”
Malik
chuckles lecherously.
Ryou and
Yugi pull out of their kiss quickly. They both blush as crimson as Yugi’s hair
as they look at their mostly happy group of friends.
Jounouchi
licks his lips.
“Now let’s
eat!” exclaims Honda drooling as he looks at the plate of cookies.
“I’ll pour
the milk!” exclaims Malik happily, “So that Ryou and Yugi can kiss-kiss some
more!” He opens the bottle of milk and starts to fill the glasses with the cool
white liquid.
“Did you
make these cookies yourself, Ryou?” asks Otogi.
“For the
most part,” says Ryou, “I had Yugi cut out the shapes. We had the entire table
covered with dough! I was rolling one section while he was cutting and sheeting
up another! It was a nice little assembly line! Thank you for all the help,
Yugi.”
Anzu passes
out glasses of milk as everyone settles comfortably around the coffee table.
Then she passes around the plate for everyone to select a cookie.
Jounouchi
thinks for a moment before taking a heart-shaped cookie with a slight blush.
“Okay,”
says Malik nibbling on his cookie, “So, who is going to the party as what? I
need to make sure my costume isn’t already taken.”
“I’m going
as Yugi’s concubine!” exclaims Ryou blushing.
Malik
simply smirks. “So how much flesh are you revealing?”
Yugi
sputters. “He’s showing it to me, not you!”
“So are you
a Pharaoh, oh lighter half of the Pharaoh?” teases Malik.
“Yes! I’m
an Egyptian Pharaoh, and Ryou is my concubine! Mine!” Yugi glares at Malik.
“Well, with
an attitude like that, you can keep him!” exclaims Malik.
Yugi
giggles. “Great! Cause I love him!”
“Anyway,”
says Anzu sipping her milk, “I am going to the party as an angel.”
“That will
contrast my costume quite nicely,” says Honda, “I’ll be the devil for the
evening.”
“What are
you going as, Malik?” asks Anzu.
“I’m going
as an alien, sort of,” says Malik.
“What do
you mean, sort of?” asks Otogi.
“My top
half is an alien, but my bottom half is a space ship!” exclaims Malik.
“An alien
and ship?” asks Jounouchi closing his eyes to try to picture the costume.
“Yes. The
alien is rising up out of the ship, exiting it,” says Malik taking another
cookie in the shape of a star and flying it around over his head, “Star
cruiser, whoosh! Star cruiser, whoosh! Star cruiser, crash!” He takes a big
bite out of the warm cookie.
Jounouchi
grabs another cookie. “These sugar cookies are the best, Ryou! Do you think I
could have some to take home?”
“No. What
we don’t have in here with us now are cooling so that I can package them up and
take them to the party,” says Ryou, “Sorry, but they’re my present to Kaiba.”
“Lucky
bastard!” exclaims Jounouchi.
“I’ll make
you some cookies for your birthday too,” says Ryou smiling.
“Thanks,
you’re the best!” exclaims Jounouchi smiling.
“What are
you going as, Otogi?” asks Malik.
“A
vampire,” says Otogi smiling.
All eyes
now turn to Jounouchi questioningly.
Jounouchi
drains his milk before looking down in his lap and turning red. “You see… about
my costume… I’ve read this manga of Seto and Mokuba’s that’s kind of
interesting. It’s about a boy, a prince really, whose family forces him to
dress up as his sister and get married to a prince from another kingdom. It’s a
very good story, really. I’m going as that prince, in his disguise as his
sister except for the wig. So I’ll be Prince Nicole, pretending to be Princess
Elena.”
“And you
actually want to wear a dress?” asks Honda glaring at Jounouchi.
“It’s just
Halloween, Honda,” says Jounouchi, “One night of the year, and who would ever
recognize me in that costume?”
“Right, I’m
going as a girl,” says Ryou, “You didn’t seem to complain about that, did you,
Honda?”
Honda
scowls.
Jounouchi
grabs the last sugar cookie and eats it slowly.
“I’ll take
care of the dishes, and then we can start wrapping,” says Yugi standing up and
collecting the empty glasses and the plate onto the serving tray, which he
carries back into the kitchen. He returns after just a moment. “So, whose
presents should we wrap first?”
“We can’t
wrap mine. They’re still too warm,” says Ryou.
“Let’s wrap
Otogi’s first. That will get us past the half-way point in our wrapping,” says
Anzu.
“Any
objections?” asks Otogi.
Jounouchi
pulls out a brightly colored birthday paper from the storage box. “So, what’s
first, Otogi?”
“Maybe we
should each try to wrap one of these. They’re all in boxes, so it shouldn’t be
too difficult. If we wrap them one present at a time, we’d be here all night!”
Otogi grabs his bags and opens one. He starts pulling out boxes.
“Sounds
good to me,” says Jounouchi.
“This one
looks fragile,” says Anzu taking a box with a picture of a crystal dragon on
it, “I’ll wrap it.”
Otogi
passes out boxes to everyone.
“You’re
giving him a black sweater?” asks Honda looking in the box Otogi passed him.
“Well, he
might get cold,” says Otogi, “He can’t really have ice in his veins after all.
He might act like it sometimes, but he is human.”
“That
remains to be seen!” exclaims Honda.
“This is
quite a collection of colognes, Otogi!” exclaims Ryou looking at the contents
of the box in his hands, “I’ve never even heard of some of these! Do they smell
nice?”
“They smell
fabulous!” exclaims Otogi smirking, “I actually got you guys each a small
sampler set that has those colognes in it! You know, as a thank you for helping
me wrap all this!”
“I hope you
don’t think I’ll like a cologne set!” exclaims Anzu.
“Oh, I
didn’t get you one.” Otogi drops his eyes.
Anzu
frowns. “Good!”
“I got you
a perfume sampler,” says Otogi raising his laughing eyes to look at Anzu, “Ten
bottles each a quarter of an ounce.”
“You
tease!” Anzu laughs.
“Sorry, but
I couldn’t resist that!” exclaims Otogi.
“Otogi,
what is this?” asks Malik holding up his box.
“Oh, right.
I forgot you’ve been living in an underdeveloped area,” says Otogi, “That is an
espresso and cappuccino machine.”
“What’s…?”
“It makes
hot drinks,” says Otogi.
Malik nods
and smiles.
“I have a
Blue-Eyes White Dragon necklace and key-chain set,” says Yugi, “What have you
got, Jounouchi?”
“I’ve got a
gold picture frame,” says Jounouchi, “This box says it has twenty-four karats.”
“And I’m
wrapping a watch for him,” says Otogi, “So let’s get the paper unrolled!”
Jounouchi
starts unrolling the paper and cutting off pieces after measuring them for fit
with the boxes. Then the box and paper move away to various places with someone
to try to wrap it.
“Tape over
here!” exclaims Malik.
“Catch!”
exclaims Anzu tossing a roll of tape over Ryou’s head to Malik.
“Thanks,”
says Malik pulling off some tape and sticking it to the paper.
“That was
easy,” says Yugi, “Having them all in nice boxes really helps.”
“Okay, and
I’ve got the name tags filled out,” says Otogi passing one to each person.
“And we
can’t forget bows or ribbons,” says Ryou passing out some of the various
colored ribbons and bows.
Jounouchi
winds a frilly pink ribbon around his box and ties it in a simple bow with the
nametag dangling from it. “Well, one down, six to go! We used up the last of
that roll, so we’ll need to pick a new color.”
“Let’s do
mine now,” says Malik grabbing his paper bag and removing the Millennium Rod
from it.
“You’re
giving Kaiba that?” asks Yugi with wide eyes.
“No. This
here is a fake, a copy of the original,” says Malik, “I made it myself with a
block of wood and a few power tools in shop class.”
“We’ll want
to wrap it in newspaper or tissue paper,” says Ryou.
“How about
a porn magazine?” asks Honda.
“Honda!”
“I’m
getting pissed off with you, Honda!” exclaims Jounouchi, “So why don’t you give
us all a little insight! What the fuck is your problem with Seto?”
“Two months
ago, you knew the answer to that question!” exclaims Honda standing up, “I’m
going home!” He grabs the bag he had brought with him and heads down the
stairs.
Everyone
sits in silence for a few moments until they hear the slamming of the back door
that signals Honda’s departure.
“Dammit!
What does he think I knew then that I don’t know now?” asks Jounouchi, “The
only thing different is I’m friendlier with Seto now.”
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