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Lace
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Fifteen
Shalara
bustles around the shop getting various items of clothing for Shizuka. “Now,
what you have to remember is that these clothing articles are unisex, so it all
depends on what you wear with it and how you accessorize. Add a flirty skirt,
and you’re a girl, which obviously you are. Wrap your chest and wear a pair of
baggy jeans and you’re a boy.”
“Thank you,
Shalara,” says Shizuka smiling at the now black and pink haired woman.
“I’ll wrap
these up for you in a moment,” says Shalara, “Go look and see if there’s
anything you absolutely love!”
Shizuka
moves off into the racks of clothing to look around.
Shalara
walks over to the wall where Jounouchi looks at some simple costume jewelry.
“Anything strike your fancy?”
“Well,
these kind of. I’ve seen some people around school wearing them,” says
Jounouchi showing Shalara the cheap, rubber bracelets.
Shalara
raises an eyebrow. “Do you have any idea what those mean?”
“No,”
whispers Jounouchi, “What do they mean?”
Shalara
grabs Jounouchi’s arm and pulls him up the stairs into her living quarters. She
grabs the bracelets from Jounouchi and holds up the white one. “Some of them
have more than one meaning, but one will be enough to start. This one means
you’ll be willing to flash your breasts for the person who breaks the bracelet
from your wrist.”
“Huh?” asks
Jounouchi.
Shalara
sets the bracelet down and holds up an orange one. “This one means you’ll kiss
the person who breaks it.”
“Why would
someone want to do that?” asks Jounouchi.
“The pink
one means you’re willing to flash him. The yellow one means you’ll hug him. The
green one means you’re willing to participate in cunnilingus,” says Shalara
showing Jounouchi one bracelet for each sentence, “The brown one means you’ll
participate in analingus, and this silver one means you’re willing to be
fisted.”
“What,
what, and what?” asks Jounouchi.
Shalara
blushes as she leans in and whispers the meaning of the three unknown words
into Jounouchi’s ear.
Jounouchi
blushes bright red.
“The black
means you’re willing to sex the person who breaks the bracelet. The gold
glitter one means you’ll make out with him. The red means you’ll give him a lap
dance. Purple for anal sex. Blue for a blowjob. The glow in the dark means
you’ll let them use sexual toys on you,” says Shalara, “and the clear means
you’ll do whatever the person wants.”
“Really?”
asks Jounouchi blushing, “These little things say a lot, don’t they?”
“Yes, they
do.”
“Does Seto
know what they mean?”
“He does. I
wore them when we dated,” says Shalara.
“I’d like
some of them,” says Jounouchi quickly.
“Which
ones?” asks Shalara.
“Hug and
kiss,” says Jounouchi.
“Yellow and
orange then,” says Shalara lifting them again, “What about one to signify
you’re willing to French kiss Seto or make out with him?”
“Yes!”
“White, for
French kissing. It’s an alternate meaning, and the gold glitter for making
out,” says Shalara.
“The pink.
Is there one for giving him a hand job?” asks Jounouchi blushing.
“We’ll say
the clear one, but you have to tell him them when he sees you wearing it,” says
Shalara lifting more of the bracelets.
“The blue
and red… The black, purple, and glowing one too,” says Jounouchi thinking. “And
what did you say the green one meant?”
“It means
cunnilingus, which won’t work with Seto, but alternate meanings are hug, or
outdoor sex. You could let him take you in his garden or the pool or
something.”
“I’ll take
that one too… for outdoor sex,” says Jounouchi.
“Very
well,” says Shalara passing the selection to Jounouchi.
Seto makes
his way up the final steps into the living room. “And what kind of shady
business deal is going on up here?”
“We’re
having a personal conversation,” says Shalara.
Seto’s eyes
land on the bracelets in Jounouchi’s hands. “About those bracelets?”
“Yes,
actually. I was explaining what they mean to…”
Seto moves
to Jounouchi in a flash and tears the bracelets from his hands. He flings them
down to the floor and snarls, “Don’t ever let me catch you with them
again!”
“What…?”
“You belong
to me! I will not allow anyone else to touch you like that!” exclaims Seto
angrily.
“I wanted
to get them to wear around you, and just you,” says Jounouchi.
“No… I
despise those bracelets! They’ve made sluts out of half our classmates!”
exclaims Seto, “Never touch them again!”
“I don’t
understand,” says Jounouchi.
Seto sighs.
“Jounouchi, people who wear those bracelets have no or little self-esteem.”
“Is that
how you see Shalara? Having no self-esteem? She said she wore them when you
dated her,” says Jounouchi.
“She wore
them once, and I told her exactly what I’m telling you. That I never wanted to
see her with them again!” exclaims Seto, “Those bracelets are nothing but
disrespectful!”
“Okay, so
you don’t like them…”
“I hate
them,” says Seto.
“So I won’t
get them then,” says Jounouchi, “I just thought that might be a nice way to let
you know when I was ready for something more in our relationship.”
Seto pulls
Jounouchi into his arms. “Your thoughts were in the right place.”
Jounouchi
places a chaste kiss to Seto’s lips and pulls away.
“Your
thoughts were in the right place, but I would rather you just tell me when
you’re ready to do something more,” says Seto, “Now let’s go downstairs and see
if Mokuba and Shizuka are done their shopping.”
Shalara
turns and heads down the stairs first.
“I’m a
little disappointed in you… I thought you had more self-respect than this.”
“I didn’t
even know what they meant until a few minutes ago. Shalara had to explain them
all to me,” says Jounouchi, “I’m sorry…”
“You’re
forgiven,” says Seto, “but only for your ignorance. I’ll forgive you for
everything else tonight in bed.”
“You’d
better be talking about making out,” says Jounouchi taking Seto’s hand and
pulling him to the top of the staircase.
Seto
smiles. “That will do.”
Jounouchi
releases Seto’s hand before heading down the stairs. He hurries to Shizuka’s
side. “Have you found everything you want?”
“I’ve found
too much! I could never afford all this,” says Shizuka.
“Then it’s
a good thing you’re not paying for it,” says Seto as he comes down the stairs,
“Have you got the bill made up, Shalara?”
“Almost
done. Do you want to pay for it now, or do you want me to send you the bill?”
asks Shalara.
“Send it to
me,” says Seto, “and we should probably ship the clothing to Shizuka’s home. It
won’t all fit in her luggage.”
“Okay, I’ll
need the address then,” says Shalara.
Shizuka
tells Shalara the address to her home.
“We should
go now. Thank you for everything, Shalara,” says Seto.
Shalara
simply smiles.
Jounouchi
ushers Mokuba and Shizuka out of the shop and into the limo.
“I’m pretty
much smitten with Kat, aren’t I?” asks Seto.
“Yes, you
are. That’s a good thing though, I think,” says Shalara, “It’s about time you
found someone to truly love. I just hope that someone will learn to truly love
you as well.”
“I’ll be
amazed if Kat doesn’t realize how much I love her by now,” says Seto with a
wistful sigh, “After everything I’ve done just to make her happy.”
“She’ll
learn when you tell her,” says Shalara, “and I think you should.”
“When I
can, I will,” says Seto before stepping out of the shop. He gets into the limo
and relaxes in the seat beside Mokuba.
“What else
should we do today?” asks Mokuba.
“Up to you,
Shizuka,” says Seto.
“Let’s just
go home, watch a movie, and relax,” says Shizuka.
“Yeah.
Let’s go home,” says Jounouchi smiling at Seto.
Seto nods,
and he gives the instructions to the driver.
* * *
“So how
long have you had your ears pierced?” asks Seto as he strokes Jounouchi’s blond
hair, “I know they weren’t pierced when we went out clubbing.”
“The
weekend you were gone on your trip,” says Jounouchi closing his eyes and
enjoying the sensation of Seto stroking his hair, “Mokuba took me to some
French speaking lady, and she did it for me. Supposedly these stones are
genuine diamonds.”
“If they’re
from the woman I think they are, then they are real,” says Seto smiling. “Why
did you get them done?”
“It’s
something I’ve always wanted to do… so that when I was dressed like a girl I
could wear lovely earrings too,” says Jounouchi, “I just didn’t want to go get
them done alone, so Mokuba went with me.”
“It looks
nice on you. I’ll get you some more earrings when you can actually change them
out safely,” says Seto.
“You don’t
have to.”
“I want
to.”
“Thank you,
for everything, Seto,” says Jounouchi, “For all the clothes and jewelry. For
bringing Shizuka here for the weekend. For everything.”
“I’m glad
to do it,” says Seto caressing Jounouchi’s cheek.
Jounouchi
opens his eyes and looks into Seto’s blue eyes.
“What
should we do this upcoming weekend?” asks Seto smiling, “Anything you want.”
Jounouchi
smiles. “Let’s have a fantasy weekend. We’ll dress up in our Nicole and Jed
costumes and start to play out the manga!”
“That
sounds wonderful!” exclaims Seto, “But I don’t think we would want to play the
entire weekend, so what else would you like to do? We could go out to eat
again! Have you ever been to the dinner theater?”
“Dinner
theater? No, I’ve never been there,” says Jounouchi.
“Let’s go
next weekend,” says Seto, “On Saturday night. We’ll eat and watch the show. We
can role play in the morning and afternoon, and then we could role play on
Sunday too if we’re in the mood.”
“Sounds
like a fabulous plan to me,” says Jounouchi before kissing Seto on the lips.
“Now, should we go to sleep? We do unfortunately have school tomorrow!”
“Then I
suppose we must get some rest,” says Seto, “Sleep well.”
“You too,”
says Jounouchi cuddling up to Seto and resting his head on his boyfriend’s
chest.
Seto wraps
his arms around Jounouchi and closes his eyes.
Jounouchi
closes his eyes.
* * *
Jounouchi
drops the branch in his hands and curtseys to Seto. He wears a rather formal
dress in an older style. “Of course. So that we can at least protect ourselves
from men.”
Seto walks
towards Jounouchi wearing his long tunic and cloak. He smirks as he grabs
Jounouchi’s chin. “It’s like you’re declaring a war… telling me I’m risking my life
even when I touch your lips.”
“You are,
my lord,” says Jounouchi.
Seto lifts
Jounouchi to sit sideways on the front of the horse. Then he climbs up behind
him. “We’d best be off. This delay was unexpected.”
Jounouchi
leans into Seto.
Seto wraps
his arm around Jounouchi’s waist and kicks the horse slightly so that they trot
around the estate a few times.
“This is my
first time on a horse. Heck, this is my first time even seeing a horse!”
Jounouchi pats the horse when Seto finally stops their motion and hops down.
“I’m glad
you’re enjoying yourself.” Seto smiles as he grabs Jounouchi’s waist and lowers
him to the ground. He leans closer to whisper into Jounouchi’s ear, “Should we
skip the wedding and go straight to the wedding night, Princess?”
“The
wedding was all of one panel. Let’s jump ahead,” whispers Jounouchi in return,
“I’ll run up to my room and get undressed.” He pulls away from Seto and runs
into the mansion.
Seto walks
the horse to cool it down before returning it to the stable so his servant can
unsaddle it, brush it, and put it back in the paddock. He heads inside and
takes his time on the way up to Jounouchi’s room. He knocks on the door.
Jounouchi
opens the door wearing only his cream under dress. He allows Seto to come in,
and he moves to the nightstand and lifts a wine glass. “Would you care for a
drink?”
“I’m not
interested in putting my life at risk just to get into your bed,” says Seto.
Jounouchi
growls and places the glass back down.
“I’ll make
a deal with you,” says Seto, “In exchange for not coming to your bedchambers
uninvited, you will teach Reiny to use a sword.”
“What?”
asks Jounouchi.
“This is a
rather dangerous kingdom,” says Seto, “Your skill with a sword may not match my
own, but I have obligations that I must attend to. I don’t have the time to
train her myself, and it would look rather ominous if I did. So I would like
you to train her. Give her the knowledge so that she can protect herself.”
“I train
your sister, and you don’t come to visit me at night?”
“Do you
agree?”
“I do,”
says Jounouchi.
“Sleep
well, Princess,” says Seto before turning and leaving the room.
* * *
Jounouchi
wears a tunic and breeches as he uses his branch to knock the branch from
Mokuba’s hand. “You’re improving rapidly, Princess.”
“I have a
good teacher, master,” says Mokuba before grabbing his branch and sauntering
away.
“It seems
our young Princess is growing fond of you,” says Seto leaning against a tree.
“You’re
back from your patrol then,” says Jounouchi lowering his eyes and turning away
from Seto.
“You’re
still ignoring me then. That upsets me.” Seto moves to stand in front of
Jounouchi and takes his chin in hand.
Jounouchi
holds up the branch to Seto’s neck. “Would you like to test my sword?”
Seto
smirks. “Yes. I think I would.”
Jounouchi
yelps when Seto trips him and they both fall to the ground.
Seto lands
on top of Jounouchi, and he groans slightly when two hard things press into his
chest. He reaches one hand up to press against the bulge of Jounouchi’s breast.
“Huh?”
Jounouchi
clamps his eyes closed as Seto slides off him.
Seto yanks
Jounouchi’s tunic down his shoulders so that the two apples, which were
Jounouchi’s breasts, tumble out onto the grass. He grabs Jounouchi’s wig and
pulls it from his blond head. He sighs. “I guess you can’t have children.”
“That’s all
you’ve got to say?”
“It doesn’t
matter if you’re a Prince or a Princess. Our marriage was more of a contract
anyway,” says Seto grabbing up one of the apples and taking a bite out of it.
“You are
such a weirdo!” exclaims Jounouchi sitting up and covering himself with his
tunic again, “I can’t believe you’re eating that!”
“Yes, well,
I worked up quite an appetite risking my life for a kiss,” says Seto.
“If you
wanted a kiss that badly,” says Jounouchi moving quickly to sit down on Seto’s
legs. He quickly steals a kiss.
Seto smiles
and pulls Jounouchi into a longer, deeper kiss. He whispers, “You know that you
weren’t supposed to kiss me yet.”
“I know,
but I just couldn’t resist,” whispers Jounouchi. His stomach growls.
“Would you
like apples or should we go inside for a proper lunch?” asks Seto.
“Lunch,”
says Jounouchi climbing off Seto.
“Okay.
We’ll go inside and tell Yukia to prepare lunch,” says Seto standing up.
“After
lunch, can we skip ahead to the part where you’re suffering from poison and I
nurse you back to health?”
“That
sounds nice,” says Seto as Jounouchi stands up. He wraps his arm around
Jounouchi and guides him inside.
* * *
“Kaiba-sama,
there is a delivery for you…”
“Yes,
Yukia. Thank you. I will go take care of it,” says Seto standing up from the
couch, “You should probably go get dressed for dinner, Kat. The dress code at
the theater we’re going to is formal.”
“Oh, okay!”
exclaims Jounouchi getting up from the couch and heading out of the living
room.
Seto
follows Yukia to the door. He smiles when he sees the large floral arrangement
in the arms of the delivery boy.
“Roland’s
already had his security team check it over,” says Yukia.
“Good,”
says Seto taking the clipboard and signing for the delivery. He withdraws his
wallet and pulls out a bill that he passes to the boy. “Thank you. Good day.”
“Thank you,
Kaiba-sama,” says the boy as Seto takes the flowers from him.
Seto heads
into the dining room with the vase full of flowers while Yukia shows the
delivery boy to the door. Then he heads up to his room to get into his tuxedo
for the evening. He looks through his collection, and, having no clue what
color dress Jounouchi plans to wear, he heads out of his room and knocks on the
door to Jounouchi’s bedroom.
Jounouchi
opens the door wearing his robe and towel drying his hair. “Hi, Seto. I’m not
ready yet!”
“Nor am I
as you can see,” says Seto, “I need to know what color dress you’re wearing
tonight so I can dress to match.”
“Oh… I’ve
chosen black,” says Jounouchi, “So pretty much anything you have would match.”
“Then if I
wear black, we’d look like we were going to a funeral,” says Seto, “Good. I was
in the mood to wear white tonight anyway.”
Jounouchi
blushes. “I bet you’ll look great!”
Seto leans
forward and kisses Jounouchi before turning to head back to his room. “Get
dressed!”
“I’m
working on it!” exclaims Jounouchi heading back into his room.
* * *
Seto heads
down to the dining room to collect the flowers to give to Jounouchi. He wears a
white tuxedo jacket over a black dress shirt and ivory tie. A black
handkerchief peeks out from his breast pocket. The sleek black tuxedo pants he
wears complement his shirt more than the jacket, but the contrasting colors do
give him a rather stunning appearance. He wears classic black dress shoes. He
grabs the vase that houses the floral arrangement, and he inhales the aromatic
bouquet for a moment before turning and heading up the stairs. He knocks on the
door.
“Who is
it?” comes Jounouchi’s voice.
“Seto.”
“I’m not
quite ready yet, but you can come in,” says Jounouchi.
Seto opens
the door and steps into the room. He closes the door unconsciously as he stares
at the lace-covered ass leaning over the bed. His cock erects and starts to
harden.
Jounouchi
currently wears only his black lace bikini underwear and a pair of thigh-high
nylons with his black high-heeled shoes. He leans over the bed fussing with the
dress, which he proceeds to lift and lower to the floor. He steps into the
dress and pulls it up to cover first his ass and thighs and then pulling up the
front while slipping his arms into the long sleeves.
Seto
breathes heavier as he realizes that the form-fitting dress leaves most of
Jounouchi’s back visible.
Jounouchi
fastens the collar of the mock turtleneck behind his head that already bears
his long blond wig with the hair braided into a crown. He lifts a necklace from
the bed and puts it on before turning to face Seto. “Okay, now I’m ready!”
Seto stares
at the overall presentation that Jounouchi makes, and for a moment his eyes
catch sight of the white gold chain with the sapphire-eyed white gold dragon
pendant. His cock throbs painfully.
Jounouchi
blushes at the sight of the flowers in Seto’s hand. “Are those for me?”
“Yes,” says
Seto huskily.
“They’re
beautiful,” says Jounouchi moving to Seto’s side and taking the vase. He sniffs
the flowers. “There are so many colors! Roses, lilies, tulips, orchids… Thank
you!”
“Do you
like them?” asks Seto.
“I love
them!” exclaims Jounouchi, “I’m going to put them in your room so that I can
enjoy them when we come back!”
Seto
follows Jounouchi into his own bedroom and watches the blond place the vase on
the nightstand. He fights the urge to rush up to him and stroke the bare
expanse of his back.
Jounouchi
turns back towards Seto smiling and sees the hungry look on his boyfriend’s
face. His eyes drop to the front of Seto’s pants and the very impressive bulge.
He crosses his arms over his chest. “Did you forget to masturbate tonight?”
Seto
blushes. “I didn’t forget.”
“Do we have
much time?” asks Jounouchi sashaying up to Seto.
Seto’s eyes
move to the clock. “Show starts in a little over an hour. Doesn’t take that
long to get there.”
“Come to
bed with me,” whispers Jounouchi.
Seto’s eyes
dilate and his cock hardens even more.
Jounouchi
hikes the bottom of his dress up to his waist and crawls onto the bed, giving
Seto another very good look at the lace panties.
Seto moves
as quickly as he’s able to join Jounouchi on the bed.
Jounouchi
blushes as he helps Seto pull his pants and black thong down to his knees.
“This might get a bit messy…”
“In the
nightstand drawer,” says Seto breathing deeply.
Jounouchi
reaches into the drawer and pulls out a box of condoms. His eyes widen. “Seto…
I can’t!”
“Just place
one on me so that when your hands are finished with me my clothing is not
covered in my release,” says Seto pleadingly, “You don’t have to sex me now.”
“Oh!”
Jounouchi blushes as he removes a condom packet and places the box away. He
opens the package and pulls out the condom. His hands shake slightly as he
slides the latex over Seto’s engorged cock. He lies down beside Seto and
presses his lace-covered groin against Seto’s bare hip. His hand wraps around the
straining cock, and he starts to pump it hard and fast.
Seto moans
and throws back his head.
Jounouchi
kisses Seto as he works the cock in his hands. He runs his tongue along Seto’s
lips, and Seto parts them. He hesitates just a moment, still licking the lips,
before he slips his tongue into the warm mouth against his.
Seto moans
when he feels Jounouchi’s tongue enter his mouth. He starts to suck on the
tongue as he bucks into the hand upon his arousal.
Jounouchi
moans and his own cock stirs to life. He pulls his tongue from Seto’s mouth
with a brilliant blush upon his cheeks, and he works his hand more vigilantly.
“Jou!”
Seto’s seed bursts forth into the condom.
Jounouchi
places a chaste kiss to Seto’s lips before hopping off the bed and carefully
removing the condom so as not to spill its contents. He carries it into the
bathroom and returns after a moment with a wet washcloth and a towel.
Seto’s eyes
watch Jounouchi lovingly while the blond carefully cleans his private parts and
dries them with the towel.
“Get
dressed again!” exclaims Jounouchi standing again and heading into the bathroom
once more. He takes a moment to will down his own forming erection and pull his
dress back down before he joins a fully dressed Seto in the bedroom again.
“We need to
hurry now,” says Seto.
“Do you
feel better?” asks Jounouchi.
“I feel
much better now. Thank you, Kat,” says Seto taking Jounouchi’s hand and
starting out of the room, “You have a beautiful body. I can’t help how my body
reacts to yours. I really wasn’t expecting you to be in that much of a state of
undress when I came in to give you your flowers.”
Jounouchi
blushes. “Sorry about that. If I’d realized what that sight would have done to
you, I would have kept you out until I got the dress on.”
“I don’t
know if that would really have done as much good as you think it would,” says
Seto slipping his hand from Jounouchi’s so that he can place it on the small of
the blond’s back, “This dress is pretty seductive after all.” He caresses the
skin beneath his fingers.
“Oh, you
like my back, huh?” asks Jounouchi as they get their coats from the coat
closet.
Seto moves
to kiss Jounouchi’s back quickly before helping him pull his coat on. “I do
like it.”
Jounouchi
blushes.
Seto puts
his coat on.
Jounouchi
takes Seto’s hand and they walk out to the limo together. “What’s playing at
the theater?”
“They’re
doing a musical. Something about Cats,” says Seto. “We’ll be up in one
of the balconies so we’ll get a good view of everything.”
“They’re
doing Cats? The Broadway musical?” asks Jounouchi smiling, “You’re not
going to make some stupid quip about me not chasing them, are you?”
“Absolutely
not,” says Seto, “Although I would hope that the only tails you were chasing
would be mine or yours.”
“Funny… I
thought you were chasing my tail, not the other way around,” says Jounouchi. He
leans up against Seto and smiles. “I like you, Seto.”
“I like you
too, Kat,” says Seto smiling at Jounouchi.
“And I like
kissing you.” Jounouchi presses his lips to Seto’s and dominates the kiss as
soon as his boyfriend’s mouth opens.
Seto pulls
Jounouchi tight against his body and submits willingly to the kiss.
Jounouchi
breaks from the kiss blushing as red as a tomato and gasping for breath. His
eyes meet Seto’s.
“Damn… Very
nice, Kat. You’re a quick learner,” says Seto.
“I had a
good teacher,” says Jounouchi, “You.”
“And I’m
glad to be your teacher. You make it worthwhile,” says Seto stroking
Jounouchi’s cheek, “You’re beautiful.”
“You’re
just saying that because I’m in a dress!”
“I’d be
saying it if you were dressed as a boy too, or if you were nude. You’re very
beautiful without your clothes, but truth be told,” whispers Seto, “I’ve been
attracted to you since I first laid my eyes on you, but I never for a moment
thought I would ever get to hold you like this.”
“I never
would have believed it either,” says Jounouchi cuddling closer to Seto, “but
I’m sort of glad that it’s happened.”
“Me too,”
says Seto as the limo pulls to a stop. He looks out the window and groans. “Are
these stupid photographers following me or something?”
Jounouchi
looks out the window. “They’re stalking you.”
“Should we
give them a show? A little kiss for the camera perhaps?” asks Seto.
“Should I
give you the kiss, or do you want to kiss me?” asks Jounouchi, “For the
cameras?”
“I would
feel more comfortable if I kissed you,” says Seto, “but I will leave the kiss’s
position on your body up to you.”
“Well… if
you kissed my forehead, they’d think I was your brother’s friend and you were
treating me like a child, and the cheek is how you’d kiss a friend,” says
Jounouchi, “I’m your girlfriend. Kiss me on the lips.”
The driver
opens the door.
Seto climbs
out of the back seat and holds his hand out for Jounouchi even as the camera
flashes go off around him.
Jounouchi
takes Seto’s hand and allows him to help as he emerges from the back of the
vehicle. He maintains his grip on Seto’s hand as he steps up beside him and
smiles cutely for the cameras.
Seto smiles
at Jounouchi and takes his lips for a short kiss while the camera flashes try
to blind them even though their eyes are closed. He pulls away from the sweet
lips and wraps his arm around Jounouchi’s waist, with his hand resting on the
small of his back, as he guides his date into the building.
“Were they
shouting at us?” asks Jounouchi as an usher takes the tickets from Seto and
guides them up the stairs to their balcony table.
“I believe
so,” says Seto, “Those fools didn’t know who you are yet, but by Monday
morning, I’m sure everyone in the world will know who you are.”
“Let’s just
hope they don’t call me Kaiba’s bitch,” says Jounouchi.
“If they
do, I’ll sue them for libel,” says Seto, “but don’t worry. No one will call you
my bitch.” He pulls out the chair for Jounouchi to sit.
Jounouchi
blushes slightly and takes the proffered seat.
Seto sits
down across from Jounouchi. “I hope you enjoy tonight.”
“I will. I
already am enjoying myself,” says Jounouchi holding out his hand across the
table.
Seto takes
Jounouchi’s hand and squeezes it.
“What should
we do next weekend?” asks Jounouchi.
“Well…
there is a little party I was hoping to take you to,” says Seto, “A rival
company is having a ball, and I’d like to take you to be my dance partner, Kat.
I can send my regrets if you don’t want to attend.”
“No… No!
You should go!” exclaims Jounouchi.
“Before you
say that… The party’s on Friday night,” says Seto, “That’s your movie night.”
“No, it’s
okay. We can go! Movie nights have been canceled for awhile,” says Jounouchi,
“Because of Honda.”
“How is your
friendship with him?” asks Seto.
“On the
rocks,” says Jounouchi.
“I’m
sorry.”
“Don’t!”
snaps Jounouchi. He looks timidly ashamed of his outburst before he sighs.
“It’s not your fault. It really isn’t your fault, Seto. Yes, he’s been acting
more and more outrageously since we started dating, but that is a coincidence.
This thing between him and me… it’s been going on longer, since we met Yugi,
but it isn’t him either. It’s something else entirely. I just don’t understand
him. We’ve been growing apart for a while now. Not because of Yugi because we
both love him like a brother. And not because of you because this whole mess
started before you really noticed us. I just never really noticed that it
started until there was our relationship for him to take out his anger on.”
“So you
have no idea what’s wrong? Why he’s been acting so different? Or why he hates
me so much?” asks Seto, “Not that I really care why he hates me, but it seems
to bother you that he does.”
“I have no
idea about the first two questions, and he refuses to tell me why he hates you
so much. He thinks that a month ago I knew why he hated you so much. He
probably thinks I hated you for the same reason, but I don’t even remember why
I hated you, or if I hated you… As for that last comment. Yes, it bothers me,”
says Jounouchi, “He used to be my bestest best friend. Now we’re lucky to speak
more than two sentences to each other without getting into a fight.”
“I’m sorry
that he’s hurting you,” says Seto.
“He’s being
a jerk, but I don’t want to think about him tonight,” says Jounouchi smiling at
Seto, “I’d much rather think about you.”
“I’d like
you to think about me as well,” says Seto smiling back at Jounouchi.
Jounouchi
and Seto look to the stage’s closed curtain as the sounds of music fill the
room. They watch the curtain rise. They keep their eyes on the actors even when
the waiter brings the appetizer to their table.
* * *
Honda
marches up to Seto’s desk and throws a newspaper on top. “What the fuck is the
meaning of this?”
“I should
ask you the same question,” says Seto.
“What the
hell are you doing to that poor girl?”
Seto looks
at the newspaper, and he smirks. “Kissing her. And she isn’t poor. You have no
reason to feel sorry for her.”
Honda
glares at Seto.
“Is that the
newspaper?” asks Jounouchi moving up to Seto’s desk. He pulls the newspaper to
the side so he can look at the large picture of Seto kissing him. He smiles and
blushes a light pink. “Wow! You and Kat look great together!”
“No they
don’t!” exclaims Honda quickly.
“What’s
going on here?” asks Yugi hurrying up to Seto’s desk with Ryou right behind
him.
“Check this
out,” says Jounouchi holding up the paper so the two lovers can see, and he
reads the headline out loud, “Kaiba no longer eligible. Happily in love?”
“In love?”
asks Ryou, eyes widening at the words, “Are you in love with her, Kaiba?”
“We’ve only
been going out a few weeks,” says Seto blushing.
“Thanks for
the paper, Honda,” says Jounouchi carrying it over to his desk and sitting down
to read the article which accompanies the picture. “Aw, man! Seto, you told the
press that I was the one to set you up with Kat-chan! Why’d you tell them
that?”
“Because
it’s true,” says Seto.
“Well…
yeah, I guess… but why did they need to know that?” asks Jounouchi.
“You are
one sick fuck, Kaiba!” exclaims Honda glaring at Seto, “What story is the paper
going to run next month? Pictures of you fucking your little bitch in public?”
Seto rises
to his feet in an instant, and his fist flies into Honda’s jaw in a blur of
rapid movement. “Don’t you dare talk that way about Kat! She is neither a bitch
nor a slut! Now apologize before I really get angry!”
“Fuck off,
Kaiba!” exclaims Honda rubbing his jaw.
Seto swings
his fist again, punching Honda in the jaw again before inflicting him with
another swift punch to the stomach.
“Wow,” says
Jounouchi, “You sure told the paper a lot about Kat, Seto.” He turns around and
sees Honda hunched over and wheezing for breath. “Okay… so what did I miss
while I was reading the paper? Are you okay, Honda?”
“That…
fucking bastard… attacked me!” wheezes Honda.
“Oh, yeah.
Man, he does that to me all the time! Just the other day I asked him if he’s
given Mokuba the talk and he jumped me,” says Jounouchi.
Seto scoffs
at what he knows to be a blatant lie.
“He sure
hits like a son of a bitch though,” continues Jounouchi feigning indifference.
“I’d say
more like a freight train,” says Honda. He smiles at Jounouchi.
Seto
watches Jounouchi and Honda banter playfully together, just like they used to
before he became involved with the blond. He lowers his eyes from the scene
before him.
“Don’t
worry, Kaiba. This truce between them can only be temporary,” whispers Yugi so
quietly that he doesn’t even know if Seto hears him.
Jounouchi
sends a glance and smile towards Seto.
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