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Lace
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Thirteen
Yugi shakes
his head. “Maybe he’s jealous. You have been spending almost all your time at
the Kaiba Mansion after all.”
“I just
don’t get it. For years, Honda was my best friend. We’d drool at girls
together. Then things just started happening. We’ve been slowly growing apart
ever since we befriended you, Yugi,” says Jounouchi with a sigh, “We both loved
you to death, and so whatever it is that’s different between us now, it’s not
because of you.”
“And if it
started that long ago, it wasn’t Kaiba either,” says Anzu, “He wasn’t really in
the picture then.”
“I don’t
know,” says Jounouchi, “I don’t know. All I know is that my life has
surprisingly been happier since this mess with Seto has straightened out. He
hasn’t called me a mutt once since I started babysitting Mokuba. Sure he still
calls me puppy, but that’s a definite improvement for us!”
“Oh, does
Jounouchi like being Kaiba’s little puppy?” asks Otogi, “I could lend you the
dog costume if you want!”
“Shut up!”
snaps Jounouchi.
“Oh, and
here’s the tissue paper,” says Anzu pulling a package of flimsy green paper
from the storage container.
“I’m sorry,
Otogi,” says Jounouchi.
Otogi
blinks at Jounouchi. He smiles. “I’m sorry too. That was uncalled for.”
“Now let’s
get back to wrapping!” exclaims Ryou.
“Yeah! This
isn’t about us tonight! This is all about making Seto happy tomorrow!” exclaims
Jounouchi selecting a solid golden yellow paper to wrap Malik’s present, “What
do you think about this yellow to wrap around the tissue paper?”
“Oh, and
here’s a pretty green bow to tie into the color of the tissue!” exclaims Ryou
grabbing up an emerald ribbon.
Yugi helps
Malik position the fake Rod on the tissue paper and wrap it while Otogi cuts
the paper. Within moments, the present gets a tag claiming whom it came from
and gets placed in the pile of already wrapped packages.
“How about
we do yours next, Yugi?” asks Anzu, “Since we can’t wrap Ryou’s present until
last.”
“Okay,”
says Yugi grabbing the book he got to give to Seto, “I’ve seen him reading
similar books in class, so I thought I would try this. There’s a gift receipt
inside the book in case he already has this one.”
“Well, I’ve
seen inside his library, and some of his private manga collection,” says
Jounouchi, “but I haven’t seen that, so you might be safe.”
Yugi
smiles. “Good!”
Anzu and
Otogi start discussing ribbons and bows while Jounouchi starts pulling out
papers for Yugi’s approval. Ryou grabs the paper from Jounouchi’s hand and
Malik helps him wrap the book quickly. Then Anzu wraps the ribbon around the
small package and starts to tie the excess length into a fantastically
complicated bow. Next, they all argue over how to wrap Anzu’s gift of a
decorative picture frame, complete with picture of Mokuba and Jounouchi in
their Armani suits that was provided by Mokuba.
“Okay,
Jounouchi. Let’s see what you’ve got,” says Ryou.
“I got him
two things,” says Jounouchi grabbing his bag and pulling out the tea. “I
noticed this type of tea in his kitchen. The cook, Yukia, says it’s Seto’s favorite.
He was low, so I got him some more.”
Ryou and
Yugi share a quick glance and a smile.
“I also got
him this new tea set,” says Jounouchi pulling the box out of his bag.
“Oh, that
is a gorgeous pattern!” exclaims Anzu grabbing the box from Jounouchi’s hand,
“I’m keeping this!”
“Oh, hell
no!” exclaims Jounouchi.
“Not to
worry,” says Malik wrenching the box from Anzu’s hands, “Let’s wrap it quick
before she gets it back!”
“Here,
Anzu. You wrap the tea,” says Ryou tossing the smaller package to the brown
haired girl.
Anzu
laughs. “I was joking!”
“We know!”
The group
makes short work of wrapping the two presents in sapphire blue paper and
placing a gold bow on the tea while a golden yellow ribbon wraps around the tea
set.
“I should
go check on dinner!” exclaims Ryou getting up quickly and running into the
kitchen.
“What are
we having for dinner?” asks Otogi.
“Ryou made
lasagna for us,” says Yugi, “I guess he started it out as a vegetarian lasagna,
but he added meat as well.”
“Sounds
delicious,” says Otogi.
“What’s
lasagna?” asks Malik.
“It’s an
Italian food made of layered noodles, vegetables, meat, cheese, and sauce,”
says Anzu, “and then it’s all baked. It’s really good. You’ll see.”
“Okay,
everyone,” says Ryou stepping back into the living room, “Dinner is ready, and
we should be able to wrap the cookies I’m giving Kaiba after we eat.”
“We’re
eating in the kitchen at the table,” says Yugi standing up.
Everyone
rises and follows Yugi and Ryou into the kitchen to eat.
“If you
guys want, I can take all of our presents to the party tomorrow,” says Otogi
taking his seat at the table while Ryou starts to dish up the cooked lasagna,
“Since I have a healthy bundle to take anyway, a few more won’t matter! Or
better yet, why don’t we all meet here tomorrow, and we can all go together!”
“That
sounds great!” exclaims Anzu taking the plates from Ryou and putting some
pre-made salad greens onto them before passing them on, “The Kaiba Mansion is a
ways away, and I would appreciate a ride!”
“Me too. I
don’t know where it is,” says Malik taking the plates from Anzu and putting two
breadsticks on them.
“Yugi and I
will both be here,” says Ryou, “I’m coming over tomorrow to change into my
costume anyway.”
“I’m
actually heading over to the mansion right after school tomorrow. Mokuba and I
are doing a bit of decorating, and I have to get him into costume,” says
Jounouchi pouring up glasses of soda for everyone, “He wanted his costume to be
a surprise to his brother, I think. I’ll be changing there, but if you wanted
to just take my presents, I wouldn’t complain about not having to drag them
home tonight!”
“Okay,”
says Otogi nodding as everyone settles down in the chairs with the filled
plates in front of them.
Yugi passes
around the bottle of salad dressing so everyone can pour their own.
“It’s time
to eat now,” says Jounouchi lifting his fork.
“Yes,
Jounouchi. It’s time to eat now,” says Malik chuckling.
Jounouchi
blushes. “Sorry, it’s something we do in the Kaiba household. Long story. I
don’t want to go into it.”
Yugi and
Ryou share a knowing look.
Anzu
smiles. “That’s okay, Jounouchi. We’ll forgive you a bit of oddness. Let’s
eat!”
Everyone
begins eating in silence, but after only a moment, the conversation about how
delicious the food is begins only to be changed rather abruptly by a beet red
Ryou to the common topic of Duel Monsters.
* * *
Jounouchi
looks at himself in the mirror. The cream-colored dress conforms to his body
nicely, bulging only in the chest area where two slightly filled balloons make
a semi-realistic bust. The long sleeves, mock-turtleneck, and to the floor
length perform their jobs flawlessly and hide his flesh from even his own eyes,
not to mention hiding his black high heels. A pair of yellow and blue fabric
wrist cuffs wrap around his wrists to hold the cream material tight to his skin
so it won’t reveal his flesh at any time. The pale blue dress with the delicate
light yellow lace around the short sleeves and v-neckline covers up the under
dress tightly over his fake chest but in a slightly looser fashion beneath the
waist where a yellow lace and sapphire blue fabric belt winds around his body.
Jounouchi
wraps his blue and yellow floral patterned shawl around his shoulders, and
smiles at his reflection. He grabs his long blond wig and takes a moment to
braid the hair in a simple fashion so that it doesn’t get tangled, and he
carries it out of his bathroom as he walks out. He thinks for a moment before
he leaves his bedroom and heads to Seto’s door. He knocks lightly.
“Come in,”
calls Seto.
Jounouchi
opens the door and steps into the room. “Seto, can I borrow one of your Boy
Princess mangas? I’m afraid that a lot of people wouldn’t recognize what
look I’m going for.”
“You want
to borrow one of my books to take to the party?” asks Seto looking over at
Jounouchi as he slips his long, sleeveless tunic over his nude body and starts
to tighten the crisscrossed lacing down the left side of his chest.
“You’re
going to your party commando?” asks Jounouchi blushing.
“Does that
bother you?” asks Seto tying the lacing and then smoothing the fabric around
his body.
“No,” says
Jounouchi walking up to Seto and running his hand along the top of the mock
turtleneck collar of the tunic, “It’s just a bit surprising since there will be
so many of your business colleagues there. I can still see my love-bite.”
“There’s
nothing I can do about that,” says Seto, “I doubt anyone would ask where I got
the hickey. It would be rude. And I’m not trying to impress those business
suits. I feel more in costume wearing nothing beneath this than I would if I
wore boxers or something.”
“As long as
you’re comfortable and you don’t flash anyone, then I have no objections,” says
Jounouchi smiling, “I love this sapphire blue color on you. It brings out the color
of your eyes.”
“Now, about
that manga,” says Seto stepping away from Jounouchi so that he can place his
black leather belt around his waist. He lifts his wide wristbands one by one
and affixes them to each wrist.
“I just
want to carry it around during the night, like I will be with my wig,” says
Jounouchi, “It will tie my costume a little more visually to who I am. I am
Nicole pretending to be Elena, not Elena otherwise I would be wearing the wig.
I promise that it won’t leave my sight, and I won’t get it dirty in any way!”
Seto sits
down on his bed so he can pull on his ankle-high, black leather boots. “You
promise you won’t get food on it when you’re eating?”
“I
promise!”
“And you
will still eat your fill of food, however much that might be?”
“Of course!
When have I ever not eaten all I could recently?”
“And you’ll
give me a kiss to try to bribe me?” Seto smirks.
Jounouchi
leans towards Seto and places a kiss upon his cheek before capturing his lips
in a chaste kiss.
Seto
smiles. “Take the first volume. It’s on my desk, and I trust you will keep your
promises or I will have to punish you.”
“Thank you,
Seto!” exclaims Jounouchi moving quickly to get the book. He stops once he
grabs the book, and he turns towards Seto. “Put the wig on, please. I would
like to see you as Jed.”
Seto walks
into his bathroom, and he emerges after a moment wearing a brown wig that makes
his hair appear shoulder-length in places but much longer in others. His hair
is somewhat shaggy, but perfectly matching for the character of choice.
“You look
fabulous!” exclaims Jounouchi blushing, “Really beautiful.”
“As do you,
my dear Kat,” says Seto, “and I hope you don’t mind, but I intend to call you
puppy tonight. I won’t call you Jounouchi when you’re dressed like that.”
“I
understand. We need to keep the distinction between male Jounouchi and female
Kat,” says Jounouchi with a nod and a smile, “Is it time for you to go
downstairs and greet guests?”
“Yes,” says
Seto, “Will you check on Mokuba before coming down?”
“I planned
on it,” says Jounouchi, “I want to see his costume before you do!”
Seto grabs
Jounouchi about the waist and pulls him up to his chest. “I won’t be able to
touch you like this all night, so please just allow me this one moment now.”
Jounouchi
relaxes into Seto’s arms and rests his head against his boyfriend’s shoulder.
Seto lifts
Jounouchi’s chin to give him a passionate kiss. “Your surprise…”
“I can’t
show you that surprise until later, sometime after the party… tomorrow maybe,”
says Jounouchi.
“No. I mean
the surprise I have for you. You’ll get it at the party. It’ll arrive in maybe
a half hour, no later than forty-five minutes, I’m sure,” says Seto.
“Then I
will wait for it impatiently,” says Jounouchi squeezing Seto tightly, “Are we
ready?”
“I’m glad
you’re not wearing lipstick tonight,” says Seto, “You’d have to redo it.” He
captures Jounouchi’s lips, and his tongue ravages the blond’s mouth.
Jounouchi
moans and grinds his groin into Seto’s.
“You’re
horny,” whispers Seto. “About whom are you thinking?”
“You,”
whispers Jounouchi, “Only you.”
“Good…”
“Now, go,”
says Jounouchi pushing Seto away, “You need to greet the guests.”
“I wish you
could greet them at my side, but you can’t do that until you’re willing to
admit to everyone that you’re in a gay relationship… or at least Jounouchi
couldn’t,” says Seto, “And unfortunately, Kat couldn’t come tonight.”
“Next
party,” says Jounouchi, “I promise. Your next party, I’ll be greeting guests
beside you!”
“Fair
enough. Enjoy the party, puppy,” says Seto turning quickly and leaving his
room.
Jounouchi
waits a moment before also leaving the room and heading down to Mokuba’s. He
knocks on the door gently. “Mokuba? How’s it going in there?”
Mokuba
opens the door to stand before Jounouchi in his black breeches and scarlet and
gold decorated tunic. He wears white gloves and knee-high, black boots, and a
gold and faux-ruby encrusted crown adorns his brow. “How do I look?”
“Like a
prince!” exclaims Jounouchi smiling.
Mokuba eyes
up Jounouchi’s clothing. “You look great! You fit the role of Nicole perfectly!
You look good beside my brother, you know. Don’t hurt him.”
“I’m not
going to hurt him,” says Jounouchi.
Mokuba
smiles meekly.
“Let’s go
down to the party, okay?” asks Jounouchi.
“Yeah,”
says Mokuba taking Jounouchi’s hand and leading him down the stairs to the
ballroom where a surprising number of guests already mill about talking to one
another. He points to a group near the punch bowl. “There’s the gang. Let’s go
say hello.”
Jounouchi
leads Mokuba towards the group, and they pass businessmen and women dressed up
as movie characters, goblins and ghouls, and an occasional devil or angel.
“Hey, guys!”
Anzu turns
to look at Jounouchi and Mokuba. She blushes at the sight of her male friend in
a woman’s dress. She herself wears a long, flowing white dress made of satin
and lace with white feather wings attached to her back. She wears a white
headband that holds a golden halo above her head. “You are adorable, Mokuba!”
“I’m Prince
Charming!” exclaims Mokuba.
“Of course
you are, and this must be your princess,” says Honda glaring at Jounouchi, “How
much extra did Kaiba have to pay you to wear a dress?” He wears a red muscle
shirt, spiked wrist-cuffs, and black leather pants with a red devil’s tail
attached and red horns sticking up out of his hair.
Jounouchi
swallows hard. “Let’s not fight, Honda.”
“Fine,”
says Honda, “Let’s not talk either until you come to your senses!”
“Agreed,”
says Jounouchi turning towards a scantily clad white haired woman. His eyes
widen in recognition and he almost blurts out the name in his shock. “Rei… R…
Ryou? Is that you?”
“Yes,” says
Ryou smiling, “Although tonight I’m female. Please call me Reila.” He wears a
tan loincloth with a jeweled belt and a tan halter-top with a gold neck collar.
Gold bands adorn his wrists and upper arms.
“Quit
staring at my girlfriend, Jounouchi!” exclaims Yugi wrapping his arms around
Ryou-Reila’s waist. He wears the regal attire of the Pharaoh of Egypt.
Jounouchi
blushes and turns his eyes away. “Sorry.”
“Enough
about the lady! How do I look?” asks Malik drawing everyone’s attention to his
costume. His chest is bare except for the green paint that covers his skin from
waist on up to his face. His platinum blond hair is pulled back into a high
ponytail, and he wears a pair of green antennae. His lower body is covered
mostly by a silver inflated space ship and silver pants.
“Crazy,”
says Seto stepping up to the group, “If you want an honest opinion.”
Malik
pouts.
Seto
chuckles. “Your costume is the most unique one I’ve seen here tonight, Malik.
It’s refreshing to see something so out of the norm. Do you mind if I steal
Otogi from you? I have a few associates he should really meet.”
“I almost
forgot I’m here on business,” says Otogi stepping away from the group. He’s
dressed in the clothing of a seventeenth century aristocrat, and that’s what
people would think he was if not for the flowing black cape and sharp vampiric
fangs emerging from his mouth. He follows Seto away from the group.
“He didn’t
even look at us!” exclaims Mokuba.
“I’m sure
he had other things on his mind,” says Yugi.
“I’m going
to get me a plate,” says Jounouchi. He moves off down the snack table and lifts
a plate, which he fills with a few different delicious looking foods. He walks
back over to the group balancing his plate over his book with his wig hanging
over his arm to find a new addition to their group. He smiles at the familiar
green eyes. “Hi, Shalara!”
Shalara
smiles at Jounouchi. She wears a pretty green ball gown and long white gloves.
Her red hair, piled upon her head, hangs down in a few tight ringlets. “Well,
you look rather feminine today, Jounouchi. How are you doing?”
“Great!”
exclaims Jounouchi, “Where’s your mask?”
Shalara
holds up her mask to her face using the stick attached to it.
“Now that’s
my sleeping beauty!” exclaims Jounouchi, “I’d hug you, but my hands are sort of
full!”
“That’s
quite all right,” says Shalara, “Mokuba was just introducing me to all of your
friends.”
“And how do
you two know each other?” asks Honda.
“I’m Seto’s
best friend. He introduced us,” says Shalara, “We should get you sitting down,
Jounouchi, so that you don’t accidentally get food in my wig. I want it back in
one piece you know!” She guides Jounouchi over to one of the tables with the
rest of the group following.
“So are you
two sleeping together?” asks Honda.
Jounouchi
drops his plate on the table. He clutches the precious book to his chest and
sits down quickly. “What?”
“I’m sorry
to disappoint you, young man, but I have a boyfriend,” says Shalara, “And as
sweet and caring as Jounouchi is, he isn’t mine.”
“Yeah,
besides… I thought you knew that I’m…” Jounouchi takes a deep breath before
starting to eat his food.
“You’re
what?” asks Ryou sitting down across from Jounouchi, “Are you dating someone,
Jounouchi?”
Jounouchi
blushes. “I’ve been getting friendly with someone.”
“Who?”
“I’m not
saying. It’s too early to say whether or not this relationship will last,” says
Jounouchi, “and I’m not willing to go public until it’s a bit more stable, you
know.”
Mokuba
looks at his watch before glancing to the ballroom doors.
Jounouchi
finishes his plate of food. “This food is really good. You guys should try
some.”
“Maybe
later,” says Honda rubbing his hands down his pants across his pockets.
Mokuba
looks to the doors again and sighs quietly.
“Oh! It’s a
Red-Eyes Black Dragon!” exclaims Jounouchi seeing someone dressed up as his
favorite monster. He stands up quickly and clutches the book to his chest. “I’m
going to go say hello! I’ll be right back!”
“Sure,
Jounouchi,” says Anzu smiling at Jounouchi’s childish glee.
Jounouchi
walks as quickly as he can towards the black dragon. He steps up in front of
the robust man and curtseys. “Dragon, might I have a word with you?”
“Of course…
lady?” replies the man with a raised eyebrow that can be seen behind his ruby
red sunglasses.
“Prince
Nicole,” says Jounouchi holding up the book to show the dragon the cover, “Are
you one of Kaiba’s dragons? One of his guard dragons? He told me a Red-Eyes
would be here on guard duty.”
“He told
you that?” asks the dragon quietly, “I am one of his security team, but he
really shouldn’t have told you about our costumes.”
“Kaiba does
as Kaiba pleases,” says Jounouchi lowering his voice, “I know this is going to
sound really bad, but I think one of my friends is going to do something crazy
to sabotage the party.”
“What
friend?” asks the dragon.
“He’s
dressed as a devil. If you walk over to my table with me, on the pretense of
meeting my Duel Monster loving friends, you’ll see him, and then you can inform
the other guards,” says Jounouchi.
“I have to
make it look like I’m a guest here, but if you want to dance over to the table,
we could do that,” says the dragon.
Jounouchi
smiles and places his hand holding the book on the dragon’s scaly shoulder. He
makes sure the wig is firmly tucked into his elbow so it won’t fall as they
dance, and his free hand takes hold of the dragon’s clawed digits.
The dragon
dances in small circles with Jounouchi while moving them closer to the table
where Jounouchi’s friends sit. After their quick dance, he lets Jounouchi lead
him to the table.
“Red-Eyes,
these are my friends, Yugi, Reila, Anzu, Malik, and the devil is Honda,” says
Jounouchi giggling happily, “This is a Red-Eyes Black Dragon!”
“Nice to
see a Duel Monster here,” says Yugi.
“A pleasure
to meet you. I trust you will see me again, Prince Nicole, should the need of a
dragon’s protection come to you again,” says the dragon. He bows before walking
away, speaking quietly into a hidden microphone in his costume.
“That was
so cool!” exclaims Jounouchi sitting down, “Did Shalara and Mokuba go off to
mingle?”
“Yeah,”
says Malik, “That’s what they said.”
“This is a
nice party,” says Anzu looking around, “but you can tell that it’s designed for
the slightly older crowd.” Her eyes fall upon a girl slightly younger than
themselves walking towards them with Mokuba. “Oh, wow! That dress is lovely!”
“Whose
dress?” asks Ryou looking around.
Mokuba
leads the girl up to their table. “Surprise, Jounouchi.”
Jounouchi’s
jaw drops as he looks at the girl beside the young Kaiba. He would recognize
that waist-long brown hair and those startlingly familiar brown eyes anywhere.
“Shizu… Shizuka?”
“Should I
call you ‘big brother’ or ‘big sister’?” asks Kawaii Shizuka smiling at
Jounouchi. She wears a tattered looking, knee-length black-feather dress that
accentuates the black and white calf-high boots she also wears. Over her black
dress, she wears a floor-length, long-sleeved, white lace cover-up. A pair of
long white-feather wings protrude from her back, and she wears a black
witchy-hat with a white halo above it. Her right hand bears a black glove and a
wand, and her left hand shows off a white glove and a book with the title in
bright gold letters ‘Book of Songs and Spells’.
“Either is
fine,” says Jounouchi, “Damn! That outfit looks good on you! You’re what? A
fallen angel?”
“Close. I’m
an angel witch!” exclaims Shizuka; “I got this costume in the mail with my
party invitation!”
“Yeah. I
ordered it for you,” says Mokuba blushing.
“You look
beautiful, Shizuka,” says Jounouchi, “You’re really growing up!”
Shizuka
sets her book and wand down on the table and pulls Jounouchi into a hug. “You
look beautiful too, Jou! Who are you supposed to be?”
“I’m Prince
Nicole,” says Jounouchi showing Shizuka the book, “He’s from this manga. See?”
He shows his sister some of the various pictures in the manga.
“Hold it!
This is…” Shizuka stops on a picture, and she looks around to try to locate
Seto. She smiles. “It is! Kaiba is this man!”
“Yes, he’s
the other male lead, Prince Jed,” says Jounouchi. He takes the book back from
his sister’s hands.
Shizuka’s
smile widens. “Congratulations, Jou.”
“For what?”
Jounouchi looks at his sister in confusion.
“For
finding a reason to be happy,” says Shizuka, “Come dance with me!”
“We have to
take this book,” says Jounouchi, “It’s not mine, and I promised the owner it
wouldn’t leave my sight.”
“Well,
bring it,” says Shizuka lifting her book and wand, “and I’ll bring my own
book!”
Jounouchi
walks out onto the dance floor with his sister. “Thanks for coming.”
“I love
you,” says Shizuka, “So when Mokuba called me and told me about this party, and
how Kaiba wanted me to come as a surprise gift for you… I couldn’t not come.”
“I love
you, Shizuka,” says Jounouchi taking Shizuka’s book into his arm with his own
book so that they can dance.
“Do you
love him?” whispers Shizuka into Jounouchi’s ear.
Jounouchi’s
eyes widen. “Love?”
Shizuka
giggles as she cuddles up to Jounouchi, and they start to move to the music
together. “You like Kaiba, don’t you?”
“Yes, I
like Seto,” says Jounouchi blushing, “He’s been very nice to me these past few
weeks. He’s introduced me to some very special people. I would like you to meet
some of them. How long can you stay?”
“I have to
leave on Sunday. Mokuba and Kaiba have kindly offered to put me up here for the
weekend,” says Shizuka, “So you’ll get to see me for a little while.”
“Great!”
exclaims Jounouchi, “Tomorrow, I’m going to introduce you to some very
important people. I hope you like them!”
“If you
like them, I’m sure I’ll love them!” exclaims Shizuka, “Now come on! Let’s get
something to eat and go sit down with your friends!”
“I love the
way you think!” exclaims Jounouchi dancing his little sister towards the snack
table.
Shizuka
grabs two plates and moves along the table filling them both with equal amounts
of food.
Jounouchi
gets two glasses of punch and carefully carries them over to the table while
Shizuka carries the food. They sit down side-by-side, and Jounouchi sets their
books in between them before they both start to eat.
“Would you
care to dance with me, Honda?” asks Anzu when she sees him eyeing Shizuka
hungrily, “Maybe by the time we’re done our dance, Shizuka would be done eating
so you could dance with her… if Jounouchi allows it.”
“Sure,”
says Honda, “I’ll dance with you.”
“We’ll be
back in a few moments,” says Anzu standing and taking Honda’s hand to pull him
onto the dance floor near where Malik already dances with a buxom redheaded
fairy.
“How have
you two been, Yugi, Ryou?” asks Shizuka before taking a sip of her punch.
“Please,
call me Reila, Shizuka,” says Ryou.
“Oh, I’m
sorry, Reila,” says Shizuka, “Nice to meet you.”
“We’ve been
doing quite well,” says Yugi taking Ryou’s hand and holding it gently over the
table.
“Yes,” says
Ryou blushing, “Love works well for us.”
“So it’s
love now?” asks Shizuka.
Yugi
blushes. “Yes. We… admitted it yesterday.”
“That’s
great!” exclaims Shizuka, “I’m so happy for the both of you! You totally
deserve it!”
“Thank
you,” says Ryou.
“It means a
lot to us that all our friends support our relationship,” says Yugi, “Not a lot
of other people do, so we really appreciate the friends we have.”
“It’s not
who you love that matters most,” says Shizuka, “But that you love.”
“Do you
really believe that?” asks Jounouchi, “Do you really believe that it’s more
important to love someone…?”
“Than to
care about skin tone, religion, or sex? I absolutely do, big brother!” exclaims
Shizuka adamantly; “It doesn’t matter if the person you love is male or female,
as long as you love them!”
“Did she
teach you that?” Jounouchi drains his punch cup in one gulp.
Shizuka
looks away from Jounouchi, and her shoulders slump. “No. She didn’t. It’s
something I actually learned from you.”
Jounouchi’s
eyes widen. “From me?”
“Yes, Jou,”
says Shizuka looking into Jounouchi’s eyes, “I learned it from you when you
showed me your perfect acceptance of Yugi and Ryou’s relationship. You didn’t
care that your two closest male friends were dating. You were actually happy
for them because they liked each other. I saw then that it didn’t matter if two
people of the same sex liked each other… Don’t you think that way? Do you think
sex should matter?”
“Yes,
puppy. Do you think sex should matter?” comes Seto’s voice from behind
Jounouchi.
Jounouchi
jumps slightly at the sound of Seto’s voice, but then he glances back at his
boyfriend. He turns back towards Shizuka with a smirk upon his lips. “Of course
sex matters!”
Shizuka’s
eyes widen.
“Really?”
asks Seto coldly.
“Right! Sex
matters. Gender doesn’t, but sex does,” says Jounouchi, “but only when you’re
old enough, little sister!”
Shizuka
giggles. “Sorry. Wrong choice of words! Sex is a physical act. Gender is
anatomy related!”
Jounouchi
nods. “Yes. The gender of the people in a relationship doesn’t matter as long
as there’s love involved, but if the sex is bad… or nonexistent… it can ruin
even the best of relationships. I’m not giving you permission to have sex
before you’re an adult though, Shizuka!”
“The
puppy’s right,” says Seto setting his hand on Jounouchi’s shoulder, “Sex is
something best left to adults who are emotionally ready for the complications
that could arise.”
“If I ever find
out you’re pregnant, I’m kicking the guy’s ass who got you knocked up!”
exclaims Jounouchi.
“And I’ll
help him,” says Seto sitting down beside Ryou.
“I’m still
a virgin, Jou. Thank you for your concern,” says Shizuka.
“I’m not
placing any restrictions on you that I haven’t abided by myself,” says
Jounouchi, “I am still proud to admit that I am also a virgin, as embarrassing
as that information is.”
“And
changing the subject before he changes colors to indigo,” says Seto quickly,
“How are you enjoying the party so far?”
“It is
wonderful! Thank you for inviting me, Kaiba,” says Shizuka smiling.
“I’m
honored to have you here,” says Seto.
“The food’s
great. How much of it did Yukia make?” asks Jounouchi.
“She made
the cakes, and several of the appetizers,” says Seto eyeing the foods on
Jounouchi’s plate, “It looks like your nose has picked out everything she’s
made.”
Jounouchi
blushes.
Seto looks
across the room. “Please, enjoy the party. I see a business contact I need to
speak with. Excuse me.”
“Try to
enjoy the party yourself some, Kaiba,” says Ryou as Seto stands.
“Come and
find me later for a dance,” says Shizuka.
Seto
smiles. “I’ll save the last dance for you, Shizuka.”
“No. Save
that one for me, okay?” whispers Jounouchi grabbing Seto’s hand before the
brunet can slip away.
Seto nods
and squeezes Jounouchi’s hand before heading away.
Jounouchi
and Shizuka finish their plates of food moments later.
“Now, Yugi,
would you care to dance with me?” asks Shizuka.
Yugi looks
to Ryou for permission. “Do you mind?”
“You can
dance with her. It doesn’t bother me. I can get the next dance from you,” says
Ryou.
“Reila,
would you like to dance with me?” asks Jounouchi, “That would make the switch
easier. You and I could just cut in when the songs shift so that I dance with
Shizuka, and you dance with Yugi.”
“That
sounds good to me,” says Yugi.
“Me too,”
says Ryou.
Everyone
stands, and Yugi escorts Shizuka to the dance floor while Jounouchi and Ryou
follow. As they dance together, in their various couplings, they don’t notice
the goings-on at the snack table, but the ruby red eyes of the Red-Eyes Black
Dragon does.
Honda
struggles and screams as he’s roughly escorted out of the mansion, drawing much
attention to himself from all the guests present, including his friends.
Yugi rushes
over to the snack table where Seto and Otogi stand together with a man dressed
in the costume of the Lord of Dragons. “Kaiba! Otogi! What happened?”
Anzu,
Shizuka, Jounouchi, Malik, Mokuba, and Ryou arrive in time for the explanation.
“Honda was
trying to put something into the punch,” says Otogi.
“The guards
believe it might have been Ecstasy. It was pills of some sort,” says Seto,
“He’s been shown out. He didn’t put anything into the punch, but as a
precaution, we’re disposing of this batch and having the punch bowl cleaned
before more punch is brought out.”
“Guys… I’m
not sure if I can do this anymore,” says Jounouchi quietly.
“Do what?”
asks Malik.
“I’m not
sure if I can be his friend anymore,” says Jounouchi, “This is getting out of
hand. Whatever he was trying to put in there… someone could have gotten really
hurt. I don’t want to be associated with that.”
“Normally,
I would be promoting friendship and everything,” agrees Anzu, “but I can’t this
time.”
“Let’s not
let this ruin the evening,” says Yugi, “We’ll talk about Honda later. All of
us. Together.”
“Yeah,”
says Jounouchi, “Anzu, would you like to dance with me?”
“Let’s do,”
says Anzu smiling graciously.
Jounouchi
gives Seto a weak smile before walking away with Anzu.
“Had I
known that he couldn’t get over whatever his problem is, I wouldn’t have
invited him,” says Seto.
“None of us
knew at the time,” says Ryou, “Do you have to run off to mingle again, or do
you have time for a dance?”
Seto
smiles. “I have time for a dance, but don’t you think your boyfriend might get
offended?”
Ryou
shrugs. “He’ll live!”
“Go on and
dance!” exclaims Yugi, “I’ll have something to eat!”
Seto offers
his arm to Ryou, and the white haired teen takes it so they can move to the
dance floor arm in arm.
“Shizuka?
Will you dance with me?” asks Mokuba blushing.
Shizuka
nods her head, but she blushes just as brilliantly as Mokuba.
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