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Lace
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Eighteen
Jounouchi
closes Mokuba’s cell phone and sets it on the boy’s nightstand before lying
down on the bed beside him, atop of the blankets. He whispers, “Hey, Mokuba, do
you mind if I sleep with you tonight?”
“Go ahead,”
whispers Mokuba scooting over in the bed a little.
“I don’t
want Otogi to try to take advantage of me in my sleep.” Jounouchi places his
arm over Mokuba’s waist and closes his eyes to fall asleep.
* * *
Jounouchi
emerges from Mokuba’s bedroom rubbing his eyes tiredly.
“Hey,
Jounouchi, come eat,” says Otogi, “We ordered in chocolate chip waffles.”
“And double
chocolate muffins,” says Mokuba smiling.
“And eggs
benedict,” says Ryou.
“Sounds
really great guys,” says Jounouchi sitting down at the table.
“How do you
feel today, Jounouchi-sama?” asks the driver.
“I’m okay,”
says Jounouchi making up a plate of food and starting to eat, “Don’t worry,
guys. I’ll be back to normal by Monday. I just need to find something else to
distract me from the concert.”
“Well, if
you’re sure,” says Yugi.
“Yeah,”
says Jounouchi, “but hey, let’s look at the bright side. Now I have a lot more
money to buy Christmas presents for you guys!”
“What kind
of presents were you thinking about?” asks Mokuba, “Are you getting one for
Seto?”
Jounouchi smiles.
“If I can find something he’d like.”
“A new
addition to the family would be nice,” says Mokuba, “but I guess you can’t
convince Kat to fall in love with my brother.”
“Family,”
whispers Jounouchi. He continues to think on that one word as he empties his
plate.
“When
you’re finished eating, we’ll head back home,” says the driver.
Jounouchi
looks at all the good food still in the serving dishes, and he sighs. “I’m
done. Let’s just go.”
Everyone
grabs their bags before heading from the room and downstairs to check out and
climb into the minivan for the return trip to Domino.
“Hey,
Mokuba, you didn’t happen to bring a laptop with you, did you?” asks Jounouchi.
“Of course
I did,” says Mokuba pulling the laptop out of his bag, “Neither Seto or I ever
leave home on a trip without one. It’s a house rule. Why do you want it?”
“I want to
do some research. It’s just something I thought about, and I don’t know if I’ll
come up with anything, so I’d rather not discuss it. You don’t mind, right?”
asks Jounouchi.
Mokuba
sighs as he passes the laptop to Jounouchi who sits in front beside the driver.
“You owe me an ice cream sundae when we get home!”
“Deal!”
exclaims Jounouchi smiling. He boots up the laptop and holds it in his lap
carefully. He hooks up to the Internet using the wireless connection, and he
goes to the web page of the Domino newspaper. In the search box, he types in
the word ‘archives’ and waits for the next page to upload.
“Can you
turn on the radio?” asks Mokuba.
Jounouchi
reaches over and turns on the radio before moving his cursor down to a link
labeled ‘public announcements – births, engagements, weddings,
anniversaries, deaths’ and clicking on it. When he sees the search box
appear, he types in the names ‘Miaka’ and ‘Hide’ in the slot beside
the ‘engagements’ label. His eyes widen when he sees nearly a hundred
couples. He skims through the list, automatically eliminating every couple that
became engaged in the last sixteen years. He copies the information into the
typing program and deletes all the people who couldn’t possibly be Mokuba and
Seto’s parents. Then he returns to the newspaper’s site and types ‘Miaka’,
‘Hide’, and ‘Seto’ in the search box for the birth announcements.
He copies that list into the writing program before switching the word ‘Mokuba’
for ‘Seto’ and searching again. After copying that list into the typing
program, he types ‘Miaka’, ‘Hide’, ‘Seto’, and ‘Mokuba’
into the search box for deaths to get the results of that search to insert into
the typing program. He saves the file before going through the birthday
listings and deleting the information from any couple whose child was not born
on October 25 for Seto or July 7 for Mokuba. Using this list as a guide, he
eliminates every couple from his overall list that he just confirmed couldn’t
be the Miaka and Hide he’s looking for. He sighs when he realizes how small his
list is now, and how little it helped to confirm who their parents could be.
“What are
you doing, Jounouchi?” asks Ryou as Yugi cuddles up in his arms.
“Looking
through public records,” says Jounouchi, “I’m trying to prove that my sister
and I aren’t related to our parents!”
Ryou
giggles. “Good luck!”
“Now what
are you really doing?” asks Mokuba stifling a yawn.
“I’m… going
through public records to try to track down pictures of your parents,” says
Jounouchi, “I kind of figured that their wedding may have been announced in the
newspaper. Yours and Seto’s births too. And of course their deaths. It might be
possible to cross-reference all that information and find out who they were.”
“We weren’t
born in Domino,” says Mokuba, “Seto was born in Kyoto, and I was born in the
Seto prefecture. At least, that’s what I’ve been told. That’s where Mom died.
She was giving birth to me. Dad died in Beijing, a car accident.”
Jounouchi’s
hands freeze on the keys as he was taking notes of Mokuba’s words. “He died in
Beijing? China?”
“Yeah. I
think that’s right anyway. I don’t know for sure. Seto doesn’t remember. He was
in the car with Dad at the time, and he lost a lot of memories then,” says
Mokuba, “I wasn’t with them. I was at day care or nursery school or something.
Dad went to China for business, and we were his only real family. We went with
him. I like to imagine the company he worked for sent us to China for a few
months so he could conduct some merger or secret project or something. But
that’s probably just the overactive imagination of a young boy without parents.
I love Seto, but he’s my brother, not a father.”
Jounouchi
types some more before he goes to various newspaper websites and continues his
seemingly fruitless search.
“Why are
you so interested in finding pictures of Kaiba’s parents?” asks Otogi.
“For Seto
and Mokuba,” says Jounouchi, “As a Christmas present if I can actually find
them… or some couple who could have been their parents. If I succeed in this,
then I don’t have to spend money on them and I can save my money for presents
for the rest of my friends and my sister.”
“Oh, so you
want to spend more money on me!” exclaims Otogi.
“Keep
dreaming,” says Jounouchi.
* * *
Seto
collapses onto his bed in exhaustion. He nearly jumps back out of bed when he
feels the sheets squirming beneath him. “What the…?”
“You’re
home,” says Jounouchi grabbing Seto’s wrist and cuddling up to him.
“Puppy?”
asks Seto.
“Did you
just get home?” asks Jounouchi yawning.
“Yes.”
“Would you
like me to prepare a bath for you so you can relax a little before bed?”
“I’m likely
to fall asleep in the bath,” says Seto, “Let’s just go to sleep.”
“Okay,”
says Jounouchi sitting up and pulling Seto upright. He tiredly starts
unbuttoning Seto’s shirt and helping his boyfriend out of his clothes.
Seto
caresses Jounouchi’s bare arms while the blond undresses him. “Thank you.”
Jounouchi
blushes as he slides Seto’s underwear down his legs and throws it out of bed.
He wraps the blanket around them both and cuddles up to him as they lie
together in bed. He gives Seto a quick kiss to the cheek. “Good night.”
“Yes, it
is,” whispers Seto closing his eyes. He yawns loudly and mumbles, “Love you.”
Only the
soft sounds of Jounouchi’s even breathing answers Seto’s confession.
Seto wraps
his arms around Jounouchi’s gown clad body and allows his own sleep to come.
Several hours later, he wakes to the feeling of soft lips against his own. He
opens his mouth to allow Jounouchi’s tongue to enter.
“Are you
coming to school today or not?” asks Jounouchi sitting back.
Seto blinks
a few times before looking over at his incessantly beeping alarm clock. “You
set my alarm?”
“I was
planning on going to school,” says Jounouchi, “and I didn’t know if you’d be
back or not.”
“I think
I’ll have that bath now,” says Seto, “Although I’m going to be very tired at
school today.”
“Your bath
water is already made,” says Jounouchi, “I’ll lay out your uniform.”
“You’re so
sweet,” says Seto rolling out of bed with a loud thump. “Ouch.”
“Are you
okay?”
“Fine!”
exclaims Seto standing up and heading into the bathroom.
Jounouchi
gets off the bed and heads into Seto’s closet to bring out a uniform and set it
on the bed. Then he heads to his own bedroom to change into his school uniform.
He goes downstairs to grab a bite to eat with Mokuba. He smiles when Seto
stumbles into the dining room looking very tired. “Are you sure you’re fit to
go to school today?”
“I’m fine.
I’m just tired,” says Seto sitting down and reaching for the pitcher of orange
juice, “Jetlag is murder.”
Jounouchi’s
hand makes it to the pitcher before Seto’s and he fills a glass for the brunet.
He lifts Seto’s plate and places a little bit of each type of food onto it
before passing it back. “There you go. Don’t want you to spill anything.”
“Thank you,
Jounouchi,” says Seto lifting his fork and cutting into his pancakes. He takes
a long gulp of the juice from his glass to help wake him up more before he
starts to eat. “I figured that I would talk to Yugi today, and ask him to
accompany Kat and I to a club this Friday, since you no longer have movie
night. I’ll let him invite all of your friends to attend with us. How does that
sound to you, Jounouchi?”
“You don’t
mind going out with all my friends?” asks Jounouchi in between bites of his
food.
“On rare
occasion I don’t mind having a group thing,” says Seto, “but for the most part
I want you all to myself. Your friends aren’t that bad to be around. I enjoy
their company, maybe not Honda’s, but Yugi and Ryou are nice enough. I guess
what I’m trying to say is that I see them as my friends as well.”
Jounouchi
smiles as he looks up at Seto. “Thanks, Seto!”
“Are you
going to want to walk with Yugi to school?” asks Seto finishing his hash
browns.
“Yeah,”
says Jounouchi, “unless you don’t want me to.”
“I was
thinking we’d pick him up on the way to school,” says Seto, “He could ride in
the limo with us.”
Jounouchi
nods. “Great!”
“Why don’t
you two just make out already and be done with it?” asks Mokuba, “That’s what
you both want right now! You missed each other this weekend.”
Jounouchi
slips from his seat and moves to straddle Seto and his chair. He leans forward
quickly and kisses Seto, slipping his tongue into Seto’s mouth when they part
their lips to deepen the kiss.
For several
moments, Seto and Jounouchi fight each other within their kiss before Seto
seizes control and plunders the domain of Jounouchi’s mouth. He pulls away with
a satisfied smile. “Unfortunately, we need to go drop Mokuba off at school and
pick Yugi up. Let’s go!”
“Right!
School!” exclaims Jounouchi climbing off Seto’s lap, “I’ve got to go get my
bag!” He hurries out of the room.
Mokuba
watches Jounouchi leave before he turns to Seto. “The tickets were sold out
when we got to Tokyo.”
“I know. I
got a message from Jounouchi…”
“You didn’t
have anything to do with that, did you?” asks Mokuba glaring at Seto, “You made
him cry, big brother, and for what?”
“I’ve
purchased enough front row tickets for his entire group of friends, including
his sister, and I’ve gotten back stage passes as well,” says Seto, “I wasn’t
aware of how much it meant to him. In the future, I will try not to make this
mistake again. I should have told him of my plan.”
“Next time
you’d better, but now it might be best not to mention it. He’s… he’s already
gotten himself deep into a project to try to forget about the concert, and I
think it would be good for him to continue with it. If you were to tell him, he
might let the project go,” says Mokuba.
“All right
then,” says Seto, “If you’re sure.”
“I’m kind
of interested to see how it turns out,” says Mokuba smiling. “Let’s go meet him
at the limo.”
Seto nods,
and he stands up.
Mokuba
stands up and heads out to the main hall where they see Jounouchi putting on
his shoes. He sits down beside the blond to put on his own shoes.
Seto puts
on his shoes before pulling on his trench coat. He then lifts both his and
Mokuba’s school bags. “Let’s go.”
Jounouchi and
Mokuba grab their coats, and everyone heads out to the limo together. They
drive first to Mokuba’s school and drop off the younger Kaiba, and then they go
to the Kame Game Shop.
“Hey, Yugi,
want a ride?” asks Jounouchi opening the door when he sees the small teen.
Yugi
smiles. “Sure!”
“Get in,”
says Seto.
Yugi tosses
his bag of books at Jounouchi before climbing into the back of the limo. “Thank
you for the lift, Seto.”
“You’re
welcome,” says Seto, “I actually wanted to talk to you.”
“About
what?”
“Kat
suggested going clubbing with some of my friends. You know, the whole
safety-in-numbers spiel. I want to invite you and the rest of the crew,” says
Seto.
“Except for
Jounouchi because he has to baby-sit,” says Yugi, “I’d love to join you guys!
When?”
“This
weekend? Friday. She doesn’t have to baby-sit her sister or brother or
anything, and Jounouchi informs me that your Friday movie nights have been
temporarily placed on hold,” says Seto.
“Great!”
exclaims Yugi, “That works for me!”
“Will you
invite everyone for me?” asks Seto.
“Yeah! I
can do that!” exclaims Yugi, “This will be so much fun! I know Anzu would
really like to spend some time with Kat. Girl talk and all that! Do you mind if
Ryou comes as a girl? Most of his club attire is of the feminine persuasion.”
“If he
wants to dress up in drag, I won’t stop him,” says Seto, “He can do as he
wishes.”
Yugi smiles
widely. “I can’t wait until Friday!”
Seto smiles
as he looks at Jounouchi. “Me either.”
* * *
Seto looks
at the black suede leather pants, black net muscle shirt, and crimson red
button-down shirt that he wore the first time he took Jounouchi to a nightclub,
and he contemplates wearing the outfit again. He digs through the pile of pants
on his bed, and he pulls out a pair of snakeskin pants. He sneers at them and
throws them on the floor before digging into his pile again and pulling out a
pair of blue-dyed deer-hide pants with buckles all the way up and down the
legs. He thinks for a moment before setting the pants aside and digging through
his pile once more. He drags out a pair of shimmering silver-white cargo pants
and sets them aside with the deer-hide. He searches once more for a pair of
simple well-worn black leather pants, and he sets them aside before dumping the
rest of his pile into the floor. He spreads out the three pairs of pants
alongside the already completed outfit, and he steps into his closet to
continue looking for clothes.
“Hey, Seto,
how’s it going?” asks Mokuba stepping into the room.
“I’m still
trying to decide what to wear,” calls Seto as he steps out of the closet. He
places a black button down shirt next to the blue pants, a shimmering
silver-white muscle shirt with the matching colored cargo pants, a vintage
T-shirt and black leather jacket with the worn leathers. “What do you think?”
Mokuba
looks at the outfits for several long moments before lifting the silver-white
muscle shirt and the blue deer-hide pants. “Last time you went clubbing with
Kat, you went as the Red-Eyes Black Dragon. This time you should go as the
Blue-Eyes White Dragon. Maybe next time we’ll dress you up as a Red-Eyes White
Dragon!”
“A Red-Eyes
White Dragon?” asks Seto.
Mokuba
smirks. “Oh, come on! Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about having sex with
Jounouchi! It would be like the Blue-Eyes and the Red-Eyes having sex. If they
had children, wouldn’t it be possible for there to be a Red-Eyes White Dragon
and a Blue-Eyes Black Dragon?”
“Yes, or
maybe even a white or black dragon with violet eyes,” says Seto smiling, “I
wonder how Kat would feel about becoming the mother of my children.”
“Good luck
asking her to carry a child for you!” exclaims Mokuba as Seto heads into his
closet to get his boots, “You hurry and get dressed! I’ll pick out some jewelry
for you!”
“Thanks,
Mokuba!” exclaims Seto coming out of his closet and grabbing his clothes while
dropping the boots on the floor. He heads into the bathroom.
Mokuba
grabs Seto’s box of jewelry and starts digging through it. He bypasses the
gothic cross necklace and the ankh earring. He pauses for a moment at the skull
earring before moving on and pulling out a silver necklace with a white jade
dragon dangling from the chain. He smiles and sets it aside before selecting a
heart-shaped sapphire stud. He searches through the rest of the earrings before
pulling out a dangling dog earring. He digs through the box again to find a
pair of sapphire studded wristbands and a matching collar. He smiles at his
selection and turns on the TV while he sits on the bed waiting for his big
brother to come out of the bathroom.
Seto steps
out of the bathroom still doing up the highest buckle on his pants, and he
walks to the bed. “What have you chosen?”
“All this!”
exclaims Mokuba proudly.
Seto raises
his eyebrow at the quantity of jewels before starting to put them all on. He
freezes in the middle of buckling his collar when he hears a knock on the door.
“Yes?”
“Seto? Can
I come in? I need help deciding on my outfit for tonight,” says Jounouchi.
“Enter.”
Jounouchi
walks into the room and stares at Seto unabashedly. “Wow! You look great!”
“Thank
you,” says Seto, “What did you need?”
“I’m having
trouble deciding,” says Jounouchi holding up two hangars, one containing his
blue leather bodice, and the other containing his blue tube top and black crocheted
sweater. All he wears into the room is a blue lace camisole, a black leather
skirt, and black knee-high boots with high-heels.
“I think
the blue cami you’re wearing is quite nice,” says Seto, “but if you wear the
tube top, then everyone will be able to see the straps of it, and I don’t want
anyone to know what you wear beneath your clothes. That’s for me to know and
everyone else to wonder.”
“So what?”
asks Jounouchi.
“I think
you should wear the bodice. I like the way it looks and feels on you,” says
Seto, “Will you wear it tonight?”
“For you,
anything,” says Jounouchi with a smile, “And thank you. Nice collar by the way.
I think I’ll wear mine so we match!” He turns and quickly heads back to his
bathroom where he sheds the high-cut blue lace panties that are now soiled with
his premature ejaculation, and he cleans himself before slipping on a blue lace
bikini. He puts on the bodice over his camisole and does up his wig into a few
sexy braids before putting it on and quickly applying his make-up. He heads
into his bedroom where he takes the time to put on his black leather palm
gloves and tie his blue satin sash belt around his waist.
Jounouchi
puts on his black collar with its dangling silver cross before wrapping his
gold fairy necklace around his neck. He puts his silver ring on his right hand
and grabs his charm bracelet along with his small black purse before heading
out of his room and meeting Seto in the hallway. “I’m ready! How do I look?”
Seto’s cock
twitches. “Delicious!”
Jounouchi
holds out his left hand with the bracelet and gives Seto the puppy-dog pout.
“Please?”
“For you,
anything,” says Seto with a smile. He takes the bracelet and wraps it around
Jounouchi’s wrist to clasp it closed. “There. You are fabulous!”
Mokuba
walks out of Seto’s bedroom. “I’m going to play a few computer games and then
go to bed. Have fun tonight, okay?”
“Thank you,
Mokuba, we will,” says Seto, “I know that you can lose track of time when
gaming, but please don’t stay up too long.”
“Could we
go to Kiyoko’s for lunch tomorrow?” asks Jounouchi.
Mokuba’s
eyes light up at the idea.
Seto smiles
and nods. “Yes. That sounds wonderful!”
“See you at
breakfast tomorrow, Mokuba,” says Jounouchi, “We’ve got to go. Are we picking
up the guys, or are we meeting them at the club?”
“We’re
making a stop at the Kame Game Shop,” says Seto wrapping his arm around
Jounouchi’s waist and escorting him downstairs, “We’re talking the long limo
tonight. It has enough room for everyone inside.”
Jounouchi
grabs his coat from the closet and blushes when Seto takes it to help him into
it.
“It seems
like forever since we last kissed.” Seto turns Jounouchi around to ravish his
mouth while securing the coat closed. He pulls away long enough to grab his own
coat and slip into it before wrapping his arm around his date once more and
guiding them out the door to the white stretch limousine with the driver
waiting to open the door.
“Thank
you,” says Seto when the driver opens the door and Jounouchi climbs in. He
slides into the back with Jounouchi.
The limo
starts to move and takes them to the Kame Game Shop.
Seto and
Jounouchi step out of the limo and walk up to the front doors of the shop where
Seto knocks loudly on the door.
Grandpa
Motou opens the door. “Your friends are waiting for you. Come inside.”
Seto and
Jounouchi step into the shop, and Grandpa Motou closes and locks the door
behind them.
“Good
evening,” says Jounouchi bowing slightly to Grandpa Motou.
“Good
evening… young lady,” says Grandpa Motou. His cheeks turning the barest shade
of pink as he looks at Jounouchi. “Everyone is up in the living room.”
“Thank
you,” says Seto, “I hope we didn’t disturb you.”
“Not at
all. I have to do inventory sometimes,” says Grandpa Motou.
Seto leads
Jounouchi to the stairs and starts walking up them in front of the blond. He
guides them into the living room where a large number of people sit dressed in
various articles of erotic and exotic club wear.
Yugi
notices the newcomers first. “Hey, Seto! We’ve been waiting for you. Everyone else
is already here!”
Jounouchi
takes Seto’s hand when he sees so many of his friends, and he smiles.
“Everyone,”
says Seto, “This is my girlfriend, Suya Kat.”
“Hello,”
says Jounouchi.
“Kat, this
is Motou Yugi. It was his grandfather we met downstairs,” says Seto.
“We’ve
already met,” says Yugi stepping over to shake Jounouchi’s hand, “Nice to see
you again. You remember my girlfriend, Bakura Reila, right?”
“Yes, I
do,” says Jounouchi waving at the female clad Ryou.
Ryou nods
his head at Jounouchi as Yugi moves to sit beside him once more.
“This is
Mazaki Anzu,” says Seto as the brunette stands and steps towards Jounouchi.
“Hi,
pleased to meet you,” says Anzu, “That is really some lovely jewelry! Where’d
you get it?”
Jounouchi
blinks a few times as he thinks. “A shop called Whisper of the Heart.”
“Wow! That
shops really expensive,” says Mai, “Hi, hon. I’m Kujaku Mai!”
“You
remember me, don’t you, cutie?” asks Otogi, “Otogi Ryuji?”
“I remember
you now! We met at the charity thing,” says Jounouchi.
“And these
three are the Ishtar family. They’re from Egypt,” says Seto pointing them out
as he says their names, “Rishid Ishtar, the oldest. Isis Ishtar, and the
younger brother, Malik Ishtar.”
“A pleasure
to meet you all,” says Jounouchi, “Is everyone ready to go?”
“Yeah!
Let’s go!” exclaims Malik.
Everyone
heads back downstairs and out the front door.
“Have a
good time tonight,” says Grandpa Motou, “And don’t get into any trouble!”
“We won’t,
Grandpa!” exclaims Yugi waving his goodbye before climbing into the back of the
limo.
Grandpa
Motou closes the door.
Everyone
slips into the limo and it takes off to go to the nightclub. They arrive there
quickly and head inside.
“Come on,
let’s dance!” exclaims Anzu taking one of Jounouchi’s hands and one of Isis’s
wrists and dragging them towards the dance floor, “Reila, Mai! Join us!”
Ryou and
Mai follow Anzu.
“Let’s grab
a table where we’ll be able to keep an eye on the girls,” says Rishid.
“Follow
me,” says Seto walking towards one of the largest tables that lines the dance
floor. He sets his hand on the shoulder of the eldest man sitting down there.
“We would like this table. Please leave.”
“Why you
little punk!” exclaims the man standing up.
“This
little punk has a name. It’s Kaiba Seto.” With one well-placed glare, Seto
sends the group running from the table. He takes a seat so that he can watch
Jounouchi dancing with the other girls.
“How’d you
do that?” asks Otogi.
“That man
works for me,” says Seto, “That and he knows my reputation.”
A waitress
wearing a sports bra and a miniskirt steps up to their table just as the other
young men sit down. “Hey, what can I get for you tonight?”
“Ten
sodas,” says Seto.
“Anything
else right away?” asks the waitress.
“Any
appetizers you carry,” says Seto with a brisk nod.
The
waitress smiles and heads away.
“Kat looks
like she’s having fun,” says Rishid as he watches the dancers.
Seto looks
over to see Jounouchi laughing as he spins around with Mai and Isis. “She is
having fun. She won’t admit it out loud, but I think she really loves to
dance.”
Jounouchi
runs over to the table and grabs Seto’s hands. “Come dance with me!”
“All right!
All right!” exclaims Seto standing up and allowing Jounouchi to lead him back
onto the dance floor. He wraps his arms around the trim waist as the blond
starts to rub up against him in the dance. He starts to move along with the
music as he holds Jounouchi close to him.
Ryou heads
to the table to get Yugi for a dance while Mai and Isis move together in a
sensual rhythm. “Oh, Yugi!”
Yugi rises
from his seat and runs to meet Ryou. He kisses his boyfriend before pulling him
into a dance.
Everyone
takes a seat at the table just as the waitress comes up with the tray of drinks
and a second tray filled with dishes of nachos, cheese sticks, chicken strips,
and onion rings.
“Oh, yum!”
exclaims Jounouchi grabbing a cheese stick and splitting it in half. He takes a
bite of one half while holding the other towards Seto’s lips.
“Thank
you,” says Seto taking a bite.
“Oh,
Otogi-wogi, aren’t they so cute together?” asks Malik, “I think I might gag
from all the sugar in the air!”
Otogi
laughs. “What the hell? Otogi-wogi?”
Malik
laughs and pats Otogi on the shoulder. He blushes slightly. “You don’t like
your new nickname?”
“No,” says
Otogi.
Malik
shrugs.
“Why don’t
you two quit beating around the proverbial bush and just go out there and
dance?” asks Isis, “You know you both like each other.”
Otogi sighs
and looks away. He whispers, “I’d still like to believe there’s hope.”
Malik hears
Otogi’s whisper and turns his attention to the onion rings. “There’s always
hope.”
“Is that
Honda over there?” asks Otogi blushing slightly.
Jounouchi
grasps Seto’s hand tightly as everyone looks in the direction of Otogi’s gaze.
“It is,”
says Yugi.
“And that’s
Ribbon with him!” exclaims Anzu.
“And
they’re coming this way!” exclaims Jounouchi.
A girl with
pale blue hair up in a ponytail with a yellow ribbon pulls Honda towards the
table. Her blue eyes sparkle in the strobe lighting as she smiles upon the
group as she reaches them. “Hello, everyone! I didn’t think we’d see you here!”
“Hello,
Ribbon,” says Anzu, “Honda.”
Honda’s
eyes bore into Jounouchi.
Seto glares
at Honda. “Kat, this is Honda Hiroto and Nosaka Miho. They go to school with
us. Miho is known as Ribbon because she always wears that yellow ribbon in her
hair. Miho, this is my girlfriend, Suya Kat.”
“Nice to
meet you!” exclaims Miho.
“You didn’t
tell me we were all going clubbing tonight,” says Honda.
“Well, you
said you had a date with Miho, and we didn’t want to intrude on that,” says
Yugi, “It’s your first date with her after all.”
“Thank you
for being so considerate, Yugi,” says Miho blushing, “We actually just came
over to say hi. We’ll leave you to enjoy your evening now.”
“It was
nice to meet you, Ribbon. Enjoy your date,” says Jounouchi.
Miho pulls
Honda onto the dance floor.
Jounouchi
breathes a sigh of relief.
“Thankfully
they didn’t ask to join us,” says Seto.
“We’ve
pretty much severed contact with him outside of school, but we still act like
friends inside,” says Ryou.
“Let’s not
let his presence ruin our evening,” says Malik watching Otogi stare longingly
at Honda as the brunet moves away. He turns to the basket of onion rings once
more and pulls it closer to himself to eat the rest of them.
Otogi
sighs. He drains his soda in one large gulp. “Anzu, care to dance?”
“Sure!”
Anzu takes a drink before she stands up.
Otogi
stands up and takes Anzu’s hand as they walk out onto the dance floor.
“I think I
need something a bit stronger than soda,” says Malik waving over the waitress.
“Are you
okay, Malik?” asks Mai.
“Unrequited
love sucks!” exclaims Malik as the waitress approaches the table.
“What can I
get for you all now?” asks the waitress.
Malik
glances at Isis for a second before smiling at the waitress. “Scotch, no ice.”
“Champagne
spritzer,” says Seto. He glances at Jounouchi and adds, “We’ll share one.”
“Same for
me, please,” says Mai.
“Screwdriver,”
says Ryou, “Yugi and I can share.”
“Great,”
says Yugi with a smile.
“Another
soda for me,” says Rishid.
“Orange
juice,” says Isis, “A gin and tonic as well.”
“Anything
else?” asks the waitress.
“Another
round of appetizers,” says Seto when he sees Jounouchi take the last mozzarella
stick.
“Great!”
exclaims the waitress, “Be back in a few!” She turns and heads off towards the
bar.
“Now, Kat,
would you care for a dance?” asks Seto.
“Yes,” says
Jounouchi getting a drink before standing up.
Seto stands
and walks out with Jounouchi to dance. He smiles when the blond presses close
against his body and kisses his lips.
Around
midnight, a slightly tipsy Jounouchi makes his way towards the bathrooms having
waited a few moments after Ryou and Anzu went so that they wouldn’t see him
inside the room. He bumps into another body as he nears the bathrooms. “So…
Sorry.”
“Suya Kat,”
says Honda as he leans against Jounouchi’s back.
Jounouchi
spins around and glares at Honda. “Dammit, you scared me!”
Honda grabs
Jounouchi’s arm and pushes him into the nearby men’s room. “What the fuck is
the matter with you?”
“What?”
asks Jounouchi, “What do you want? Let me out of here!”
“How much
did Kaiba have to pay you to dress up like a girl and pretend to be his little
bitch, Jounouchi?” asks Honda.
Jounouchi’s
eyes widen.
“Yeah, I
know about this!” exclaims Honda grabbing Jounouchi’s crotch and feeling up the
hidden member, “What the hell were you thinking? With Kaiba? He hates you! You
hate him! Remember?”
“Get off
me!” exclaims Jounouchi shoving Honda away from himself.
Honda grabs
Jounouchi by the arms and forces him into a stall. He closes the door and
swings the lock into place. He spins Jounouchi to face the wall and slams him
into it.
“Dammit,
Honda! Get the fuck off me!” exclaims Jounouchi trying to turn himself but
finding himself blocked by Honda’s body.
“You spread
your legs for Kaiba, you’ll spread them for me!” exclaims Honda holding
Jounouchi against the wall while one hand travels up Jounouchi’s thigh pulling
the leather skirt up to his waist. He kicks Jounouchi’s legs apart and yanks
the lace panties down. “The panties are a nice touch. And I like the collar. It
really makes you look like Kaiba’s bitch!”
“No! Don’t
do this, Honda!” shouts Jounouchi.
Honda
forces a finger up Jounouchi’s asshole.
Jounouchi’s
eyes widen and he screams in shock and pain.
“You’re so
tight! You’ll feel so good around my cock!” exclaims Honda forcing a second
finger inside Jounouchi.
“No!”
exclaims Jounouchi stomping on Honda’s foot.
“Shit!”
exclaims Honda pulling his fingers free to backhand Jounouchi with that hand.
Jounouchi
spins around to face Honda. “You fucking perverted bastard!”
“Bitch!”
exclaims Honda trying to backhand Jounouchi again.
Jounouchi
ducks below the hand and slams his fist into Honda’s solar plexus. He yanks his
panties up quickly while Honda wheezes for breath in front of him. He tugs his
skirt down and knees Honda in the groin before spinning him to land beside the
toilet on the floor. He fumbles with the stall lock for just a moment before
opening it and running out. He bursts from the men’s room and runs immediately
into the women’s room where he hopes Honda wouldn’t dare to come. He falls
against the first sink crying.
Anzu and
Ryou look up from the mirror where they both stand touching up their various
make-ups.
“Oh, Gods,
Kat! Are you okay?” asks Anzu moving to Jounouchi’s side quickly.
“He… he… he
tried to rape me!” exclaims Jounouchi turning into Anzu’s open arms and bawling
into her chest.
“Seto tried
to rape you?” asks Ryou in amazement. His eyes flash with a murderous glint.
“Not Seto!
Never Seto!” Jounouchi shakes his head adamantly. “Honda tried to rape me!”
“Honda!”
Anzu and Ryou both spit out the word.
“I’m going
to kill him!” exclaims Ryou as the murderous glint returns to his eyes full
force.
“Reila, get
Seto first!” exclaims Anzu, “I think we need him here!”
“Right!”
exclaims Ryou rushing out of the bathroom while Anzu tries to comfort Jounouchi
by rubbing his back and saying, “Don’t worry, Kat. Everything will be okay.
Seto will set it right.” He shoves several people out of the way as he runs to
the table where the rest of their party sits talking. He slams his hands on the
table as it stops his running. “Honda tried to rape Kat!”
Seto bolts
upright. “Where’s Kat?”
“Women’s bathroom!”
exclaims Ryou spinning around and leading Seto at a run back the way he came.
He bursts into the bathroom with Seto hot on his heels.
“Kat!”
exclaims Seto rushing to pull Jounouchi and Anzu into his arms. “Are you okay?
What happened?”
“Honda tried
to rape me,” says Jounouchi.
“Seto, we
should get Kat out of here!” exclaims Anzu.
Seto
releases Anzu and lifts Jounouchi up into his arms to carry him bridal style.
“We’re leaving now!”
Ryou holds
open the door so Seto can carry Jounouchi out, and Anzu follows after them.
“Reila, my
wallet’s in my back pocket. Will you take it and go pay our bill?” asks Seto,
“Anzu, grab everyone and bring them out to the limo.”
Ryou
blushes as he gets the wallet from Seto’s pocket. He heads off with it while
Anzu moves into the crowd to get everyone else.
Seto
carries Jounouchi to the coat closet and yells at the attendant to hurry. He
allows the man to drape the two coats over Jounouchi before he carries his
bundle outside and towards the parking lot where the limo rests.
The driver,
upon seeing Seto walking his way, emerges from the inside of the vehicle and
opens the back door.
“Drive up
to the club doors so we can pick up the rest of our party,” orders Seto passing
Jounouchi to his driver before climbing in and helping the man slide Jounouchi
into his lap.
The driver
closes the door and hurries to the front to do as commanded.
“What
happened, Kat?”
“He knew,
about me being Jounouchi. He stuck his fingers up my ass!” exclaims Jounouchi
burying his face in Seto’s shoulder, “I never want to see him again!”
“I’ll see
what I can do!” exclaims Seto, “We’ll take you to the mansion. I’ll call my
doctor to come examine you!”
Jounouchi
nods. “I hate him. I hate him so very much.”
The door
opens, and Anzu, Mai, and Isis climb in. After a moment, Rishid and Otogi climb
inside.
“Yugi,
Reila, and Malik are trying to kill Honda,” says Otogi.
“Good!”
exclaims Jounouchi.
A minute or
two later, three furious teenagers climb into the back of the limo.
“Damn
bouncers kicked us out when we tried to kick Honda’s ass!” exclaims Malik
growling.
“You’ll get
him next time, Malik,” says Otogi taking Malik’s hand and pulling the
sandy-blond Egyptian to sit beside him. He whispers, “If he’d wanted a piece of
ass so much, why didn’t he just ask me? I would have willingly spread my legs
for him.”
“I don’t
know,” whispers Malik, “Maybe you’re not his type… just like I’m not your
type.”
“Everyone’s
my type,” whispers Otogi, “and maybe later this week, I’ll let you ask me out
on a date.”
“Will you
all be needing a ride home?” asks Seto.
“It would
be appreciated,” says Isis, “but I’m sure no one here would object if you
wished to take Kat home first.”
Seto pushes
the intercom. “Mansion, and call my doctor. Have him meet me there.”
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