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Lace
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Two
Shalara
walks down the stairs with a huge smile on her face. She wears her blonde wig
once more. “Oh, Seto!”
Seto turns
towards the stairs, releasing his hold of the velveteen jacket he was
considering buying for his younger brother. “Yes, Shalara?”
“Have you
found something for Mari yet?” asks Shalara walking over to him.
“I’ve seen
a few options, but I haven’t decided yet,” says Seto, “How’s Suya doing?”
“She’ll be
down as soon as she finishes admiring herself in my mirrors!” exclaims Shalara,
“You will enjoy her appearance! I’m actually very pleased with her. I hope you
don’t mind, but a beauty like her really needs special clothes. I’ve put her in
my private collection.”
“She
deserves it,” says Seto, “She doesn’t come from a good background. She could
barely get any clothes before. I want her to have fine clothes… Will you
provide jewelry and accessories to match her clothes?”
“I’ve
already got the accessories for her, but you know I don’t keep jewelry here. I
can get jewelry for her if you want me to. Just name the price range,” says
Shalara.
“I would
like you to get jewelry for her,” says Seto, “You can send me the bill of
course, no single piece over twenty thousand and the complete collection under
one million.”
Shalara
blinks at Seto. Then she blinks again. She blinks one more time before opening
her mouth, and nearly a full minute later she finds her voice, “You really love
her, don’t you?”
“She
doesn’t know,” says Seto simply.
“Tell her.”
“I can’t.
Not yet anyway. I know she doesn’t feel the same,” says Seto lowering his head
so that his hair hangs down to hide the sadness in his eyes, “I don’t even
understand how it happened myself, but somewhere in between taunting him for
his stupidity and watching him loyally risk his life for his friends, he robbed
me of my heart. He’s really something.”
“You must
learn to always call him female,” says Shalara quietly.
Seto’s eyes
widen. “Yes. A slip of the tongue. I’m sorry.”
“Remember
your reasons for loving her, and cherish her always. If she really does come
from a bad home, she’ll need your support… emotionally,” says Shalara, “She’s
coming.”
Seto turns
his eyes to the stairs, and he gasps as he sees the beautiful blonde woman
walking carefully down them. He moves closer to the staircase.
Jounouchi
wears a long black dress with an empire waist, elbow-length sleeves, and a
drooping oval neckline. White gloves cover his hands and a white rose in full
bloom adorns his chest over his heart. His straight blond hair falls loosely
down to his waist, a stray lock crossing over his right shoulder. He nearly
stumbles as he takes another step in his white and black high-heeled pumps.
Seto smiles
as he looks at Jounouchi’s painted face; the green eyeliner complements the
shimmering hazel and gold eye shadows, and the pale pink blush which gives the
blond’s skin a natural glow as if embarrassment brings the blood to the cheeks.
His eyes fall to the other’s painted lips… the color of blood and slightly
plumper looking than normal. His body temperature rises as his cock responds to
the new sexual incentive. “You are gorgeous, Suya!”
Jounouchi
stumbles upon hearing the compliment and falls the last three steps into Seto’s
arms. He blushes bright red.
“You only
had to ask to be in my arms,” whispers Seto, “You are beautiful, Suya. Do you
like this dress?”
“Yes,” says
Jounouchi shyly, “Shalara said this was supposed to be an every day dress,
which is why she wanted me to show you it first. She has an evening gown set
out for me to try on next.”
Seto holds
Jounouchi closely to his chest and he caresses the long hair.
“What do
you think, Seto?” Shalara raises an eyebrow.
“You’ve
outdone yourself this time, Shalara,” says Seto, and Jounouchi tenses up in his
arms. He caresses his boyfriend’s back softly. “The clothing is absolutely
stunning! I think this is one of your finest works to date!”
Shalara
blushes. “I thought you would like that dress!”
“I do. It’s
very classic, but beautifully crafted, and the supermodel isn’t bad either.”
Jounouchi
pulls out of Seto’s arms and mock-glares at him.
“Don’t
waste time, Kat-chan!” exclaims Shalara, “Hurry upstairs and try on the next
dress! Yell down if you need help! We’ll be waiting here patiently for the
fashion show!”
Jounouchi
smiles as he turns, and he lifts the hem of the dress with both hands before he
hurries as quickly as he can up the stairs.
“She’s
happy,” says Seto, “We’ll take everything you’ve selected for her.”
“So do you
still want the fashion show?”
Seto
smirks. “Of course I do! But I would like a few surprises, so I don’t need to
see everything you’ve selected for her.”
“Good,
because I already have a few things boxed up,” says Shalara with a grin, “Like
the club wear, but trust me, she’ll take your breath away for sure! I think
she’ll be the most sought after dance partner at the club.”
“But she’ll
only be dancing with me,” says Seto taking Shalara’s hand and squeezing it
lightly. “Now… help me find something for Mari! I was thinking of the velveteen
jacket and the strapless sundress…”
“A lovely
combination,” says Shalara moving away from Seto and lifting a shirt dress from
a rack, “but I was thinking maybe this blue dress with some gray leggings and a
tank top overlay… oh, and a belt!” She grabs the rest of the items she
mentioned and lays them over top of each other to show Seto the desired effect.
“Leggings with short dresses and layering clothes are really big in fashion
right now. But if you’d prefer, we could keep the leggings and the belt and add
the strapless dress and jacket!”
Seto
fingers the metal chain link belt and contemplates the choices. “Let’s go with
the belt, the jacket, and the strapless dress. If Mari wants leggings, she can
come get them herself.”
“Okay! I’ll
wrap it up for you!” exclaims Shalara with a smile. She takes the clothing in
the correct sizes over to the counter and starts to box them up and place the
boxes in paper bags.
Seto moves
to sit down in a chair facing the stairs, but before he gets to the chair, his
eyes catch the sight of a sapphire blue dress, strapless and form-fitting with
matching slits up to the thighs on each side to reveal the lean legs as their
owner walks down the stairs. “Oh, Gods!”
Shalara
looks up at Seto’s exclamation, and her eyes widen as she sees him staring off
completely amazed and unaware of the blood now coming out of his nose. She
grabs a box of tissues and hurries over to Seto, pulling out a few and quickly
thrusting them into his hands.
Seto
doesn’t even look at what Shalara gave him before lifting his hand to his face
and pinching the bridge of his nose.
Jounouchi
steps down the final step and smiles. Along with the clingy dress, he wears
white lace palm gloves and sapphire-colored sequin, T-strapped high heels.
“Well, what do you think?”
“Striking,”
says Seto turning away from Jounouchi and heading through a door behind the
counter.
“I’m sorry
about that,” says Shalara smiling at Jounouchi, “I didn’t realize that such
exquisite beauty would give Seto a nose-bleed like that. You should feel
honored. He’s never gotten a nosebleed from seeing me before…”
Jounouchi
blushes. “So he likes the way I look?”
“I would
say he more than likes it,” says Shalara.
“I would
say I love the way you look,” says Seto as he comes back through the door with
his nose blood free. “There are no words to describe how absolutely wonderful
and gorgeous you look. What do you think of the dress?”
Jounouchi
runs his hands across his stomach. “I love the way it feels!”
Seto’s eyes
become entranced by the way Jounouchi rubs his dress. “Are you hungry, Suya?”
Jounouchi’s
stomach growls at the mention of food. “Yeah, a bit…”
“Would you
like to continue trying on your new clothes or would you like to have dinner
with me?” asks Seto, “You could wear one of your new dresses…”
“Let me go
change into something a bit more casual and then we can go eat!” exclaims Jounouchi
spinning around and hurrying up the stairs as quickly as he can in the
high-heeled shoes.
“I should
go up and finish boxing up the clothes, unless you want me to ship them
somewhere…”
“We’ll take
whatever is already boxed up,” says Seto, “and you can deliver the rest to my
home.”
“Along with
the bill,” says Shalara, “I’ll go up to let Kat-chan know.” She heads up the
stairs without another word.
Not more
than five minutes later, Shalara comes down with several bags in her arms and
she sets them down beside the counter and Seto’s other parcels.
Jounouchi
follows a few feet behind Shalara wearing a red and white striped sundress and
low-heeled sandals. He has a matching red and white striped ribbon tying back
his long hair and a fashionable straw hat with the same colored striped ribbon
wrapping around it. He also carries two bags of clothing boxes. “I’m ready,
Kaiba!”
“Then let’s
get these packages into the car and we can go eat dinner,” says Seto moving to
help gather packages.
“I’ll carry
Mari’s!” exclaims Shalara, “I’m fragile you know!”
Seto laughs
as he grabs the rest of the packages and leads the two transvestites out to his
waiting car where they put Jounouchi’s clothing into the trunk and the bags for
Seto’s younger brother in the back seat. “Thank you for all your help,
Shalara.”
“Not a
problem, Seto,” says Shalara watching Seto climb into the back seat of the
sedan.
“Thank you,
Shalara, for everything,” says Jounouchi smiling and quickly hugging the woman.
“You be
good now, okay?” says Shalara, “And come back to me if you ever need new
clothes!”
“I will!”
exclaims Jounouchi climbing into the car beside Seto.
Shalara
closes the car door and waves as the car moves away.
“Now… where
would you like to go? We could go to a restaurant if you’d like or we could go
to my house and have dinner with Mokuba…”
“Does
Mokuba know about me?” asks Jounouchi slowly.
“It is not
my place to tell him and our deal is that I won’t speak of it,” says Seto, “He
doesn’t know who you are.”
“But he
likes to dress up too?”
“Yes, he
does. He calls himself Mari because that was the name our mother wanted to give
him if he had been born a girl,” says Seto laying one arm on the back of the
seat, “She had two names set aside for the baby… Mokuba if it was a boy and
Mari if it was a girl… She wanted the sex to be a surprise. I’m not sure if she
ever found out that he was a boy. She had a brain aneurysm. She died in
delivery.”
Jounouchi
leans back against Seto’s arm. “What was her name?”
“Mother…”
Jounouchi
smiles.
“Miaka, I
think, but I was young when she died, and no one ever talked about her and used
her name,” says Seto sliding closer to Jounouchi.
“Do you
miss her?”
“I barely
even knew her,” whispers Seto.
Jounouchi
rests the back of his head on Seto’s arm. “Do you ever think about what could
have been?”
“Every time
I lay down to sleep and my mind remembers the song she used to sing to me,”
says Seto.
“Will you
sing that song for me?” asks Jounouchi.
“Not now.
You might fall asleep on me,” says Seto smiling slightly, “and then you
wouldn’t get your dinner and you’d call me a bad boyfriend.”
“Later
then…”
“Now, where
would you like to go for dinner? My driver won’t go around in circles forever
you know… It bores him.” Seto strokes the silky soft hair of Jounouchi’s wig,
and he chuckles at his own small joke.
“This isn’t
an actual date so we should go to your house,” says Jounouchi blushing, “I
don’t think you should keep secrets from your little brother. We’ll tell him
that I’m your girlfriend, and that I’m me. Maybe he and I can play dress-up
some time.”
“You are
amazing and wonderful, Suya,” says Seto, “and I’d kiss you right now if I
thought you’d let me.”
“I don’t
kiss on a first date,” says Jounouchi blushing brilliant red and turning his
eyes away from Seto.
“What about
the second?”
“We’ll
see…”
“Just let
me know if my actions make you uncomfortable,” says Seto wrapping his arm
around Jounouchi’s shoulder.
“I’m okay
with this,” says Jounouchi averting his eyes.
“You really
are beautiful,” whispers Seto into Jounouchi’s ear.
Jounouchi’s
entire body stiffens, but he relaxes soon enough and smiles at Seto. He leans
into the brunet. “Do you think Mari will approve?”
“Absolutely…”
“I meant
about you and me dating…”
“So did I.”
The car
pulls to a stop and moments later, the door opens and the chauffeur holds out
his hand to help Jounouchi out of the vehicle.
Jounouchi
places his hand lightly in the chauffeur’s and climbs out of the car. He stands
patiently to the side while Seto emerges.
Seto holds
out his hand for Jounouchi to take, and the blond does so, blushing again as he
places his hand in Seto’s.
“This is a
lovely… castle you have here, Kaiba.”
“It’s a
mansion, not a castle, Suya,” says Seto leading Jounouchi up to the front door,
that opens automatically, and past the butler into the entrance hall.
“Big
brother!” exclaims Mokuba running out of one of the doorways and slamming into
Seto to give him a big hug.
Jounouchi
giggles slightly at the affectionate display the two brothers share.
Mokuba
turns his eyes to Jounouchi and blinks in confusion. “I’m sorry, Seto. I wasn’t
aware that you had company. And you are?”
“Suya Kat,
but you can call me Kat-chan,” says Jounouchi smiling at Mokuba.
“A pleasure
to meet you, Kat-chan,” says Mokuba with all the manners befitting one who
bears the Kaiba name. He holds out his hand to shake.
Jounouchi
extends his hand and shakes with Mokuba, but he gasps as Mokuba brings the hand
up to his lips and kisses the back of it quickly before releasing it. He
blushes and looks away from the younger boy. “You didn’t need to do that…”
Mokuba
blushes. “Most women…”
“I’m not.”
“I
apologize,” says Mokuba.
“Can we
drop all pretenses, Mokuba?” asks Jounouchi, “You don’t need to act like you’re
someone else around me. We’re friends, you know. Granted you’ve never seen me
dressed up like a woman before, but still…”
Mokuba
blinks in confusion again and stares at Jounouchi. “Huh?”
Jounouchi
bends over to whisper to Mokuba. “It’s me, kiddo… Jounouchi Katsuya… Suya Kat
when dressed in drag.”
Mokuba’s
jaw drops. “What?”
“Forgive
me, Mokuba,” says Seto, “but I told Suya about Mari.”
“You’re
really Jounouchi?” asks Mokuba with wide eyes, “Wow! You clean up nice! I take
it Seto took you to meet Shalara?”
“Yes, he
did,” says Jounouchi, “Your brother bought me all sorts of cool clothes!”
“Oh, he
did, did he?” asks Mokuba raising an eyebrow and turning to smirk at Seto.
Seto clears
his throat. “Yes, I did. Suya is my new girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend?
Really?” asks Mokuba. He smiles. “Congratulations! Have you…?”
“We’ll talk
over dinner,” says Seto quickly, “Suya is joining us tonight, and we’ll explain
everything to you while we eat.”
“Explain?”
“Is dinner
done?” asks Jounouchi, “I’m starving!”
“It should
be done in a few minutes,” says Mokuba, “We can go sit down in the dining room,
and you can start this explaining you were telling me about.”
“This way,
Suya,” says Seto extending his hand to Jounouchi.
Jounouchi
blushes as he takes Seto’s hand and allows the taller brunet to lead him to the
dining room with the shorter brunet following a step behind. He sits down in
the seat that Seto pulls out for him and he places his hands lightly in his
lap.
Seto sits
down beside Jounouchi and takes one of the blond’s hands to clasp it on top of
the table.
Mokuba sits
down on the other side of the table and stares at the two older boys. “Okay…”
“When I
discovered Jounouchi’s secret obsession with wearing women’s clothing, I made a
deal with him. He will be my girlfriend for six months in exchange for a new
wardrobe,” says Seto, “However, since his wearing women’s attire is a secret,
we have told his friends that he will be your babysitter for when I’m off on my
dates with my new girlfriend.”
“So are you
going to be paying him too because his friends will notice if he’s not getting
paid,” says Mokuba.
“He’ll be
receiving one thousand a month,” says Seto smiling, “and a new Armani suit so
that he can escort you to that party…”
“You mean I
don’t have to go to the party alone? Thank you, big brother! Thank you,
Jounouchi! Thank you, Suya!” exclaims Mokuba happily. His ecstasy quickly
vanishes though. “So… you two aren’t really going out, are you? This dating
thing is just an elaborate plan to get publicity for Kaiba Corp and make Jounouchi
pay for something he can’t afford otherwise. You’re not dating because you
actually like each other…”
“You’re
right, Mokuba, but I have hopes that this fake relationship could lead to a
real friendship,” says Seto, “and that is worth a little deception, isn’t it?”
“Why can’t
you date someone that you actually have feelings for, Seto?”
“Should I
leave?” whispers Jounouchi as he sees the tears filling Mokuba’s eyes.
“No, please
stay,” whispers Seto in return, squeezing Jounouchi’s hand before rising from
his seat and moving around to pull Mokuba into his arms.
“I just
want you to be happy, Seto,” whispers Mokuba into his brother’s ear.
Seto
squeezes Mokuba tightly and whispers, “I want that too. I’m hoping that
Jounouchi will begin to have the types of feelings for me that I already have
for him. I do care for him, Mokuba.”
Mokuba
pulls away from Seto’s chest and wipes his eyes. “Okay, I wish you both all the
happiness in the world!”
“Thank you,
Mokuba,” says Seto returning to his seat as the cook wheels in a cart with
several covered trays upon it.
“Forgive
me, Kaiba-sama,” says the cook lifting a plate and silverware from the lower
tier of the cart and starting to place the table setting in front of Jounouchi,
“I wasn’t aware that you would be having a guest for dinner.”
“No, it’s
my fault, Yukia,” says Seto, “I should have called ahead to tell you my
girlfriend would be joining us. Suya, this is my head chef, Yukia. Yukia, my
girlfriend Suya Kat.”
“Suya-sama,”
says Yukia with a nod of her head and a quaint smile. She moves to get a glass
for Jounouchi before starting to place the dishes of food on the table in
between the assembly.
“Please,
call me Kat-chan,” says Jounouchi.
“As you
wish,” says Yukia. She removes the covers from the food before casting a glare
at Mokuba. “Young Kaiba-sama, you will eat your vegetables and you will
not complain.”
“Yes,
Yukia,” says Mokuba looking sullen as he sniffs the air.
Yukia
smiles. “I have a nice dessert for you all once you’ve finished.”
“I swear,
Yukia, you spoil the boy,” says Seto.
“I haven’t
heard you ever complain about getting dessert before, Kaiba-sama,” says Yukia
turning around to push the cart out of the room.
“Maybe I
should have,” says Seto, “I’ve been gaining weight since you started working
for us.”
“Weight
your body needs to be healthy, might I add,” says Yukia, “I am well aware of
your well-being. You are finally becoming a healthy weight, Kaiba-sama, and
your percentage of body fat is well within acceptable standards. Young Kaiba-sama
isn’t eating enough fruits or vegetables, but he is a healthy weight and he’s
getting plenty of vitamins from his daily vitamin tablets.” She pushes the cart
out of the dining room.
“Why do I
put up with her?” asks Seto.
“Because
she’s right,” says Mokuba pulling a dish of mashed potatoes closer and filling
his plate almost completely with them. He passes the dish to Seto.
Seto places
a large helping on his own plate before putting some mashed potatoes on
Jounouchi’s plate.
“You don’t
have to serve me. I can do it myself,” says Jounouchi blushing.
“But you
are my girlfriend, and you shouldn’t have to,” says Seto setting the mashed
potatoes down and lifting a bowl of steamed broccoli to place some on each
plate. He passes the bowl to Mokuba.
Mokuba
pouts as he puts some broccoli on his plate.
Jounouchi
relaxes as he watches Seto put mushroom-covered chicken breasts and dinner
rolls on both of their plates before pouring cheese sauce from a gravy tureen
onto the broccoli and thick white mushroom gravy from another tureen onto the
mashed potatoes. He sees the bottle of pale liquid on the table, and he stands
to grab it. He fills the three wine glasses before setting the bottle down and
retaking his seat.
Mokuba
finishes filling his plate. “It’s time to eat now!”
“It’s time
to eat now,” says Seto before lifting his fork and knife. He glances to
Jounouchi with a raised eyebrow. “It’s something we’ve done since our father
was alive. We would start every meal by saying ‘it’s time to eat now’. That
way, if our mother wanted to join us for a meal, she was welcome to do so.”
Jounouchi
smiles and lifts his fork. “It’s time to eat now.”
Seto smiles
as he starts to cut up his chicken into bite sized pieces.
Jounouchi
dips his fork into his mashed potatoes and lifts some up to his painted lips.
He inhales the scent before placing the bite in his mouth and moaning in
pleasure. He swallows before saying, “This is so good.”
“I’m glad
you like it,” says Seto lifting a bite of chicken to his mouth.
Mokuba
pouts as he eats his cheese-covered broccoli first.
For several
long moments, no one speaks as they eat their meal.
“So,
Mokuba,” says Jounouchi after seeing all the broccoli on the younger boy’s
plate has been eaten, “Have you gotten any new games recently?”
“Just a few
that I’m beta testing,” says Mokuba, “Nothing really interesting.”
“You’re not
interested in beta testing new games?” asks Jounouchi with wide eyes, “I would
kill for that job!”
“Testing is
sometimes fun, but not when I’m testing games for the under eight crowd,” says
Mokuba, “They’re learning games, and since I already know the stuff, it’s not
much fun for me.”
“Oh,
bummer,” says Jounouchi breaking his roll in half and taking a bite from one
piece. He swallows it down with a drink of the delicious fruity beverage. “What
about school? How’s school going for you?”
“I’m
smarter than my teacher, and I learned everything she’s teaching me two years
ago. I would have skipped grades, but the school won’t let me. They think I
need to be around kids my own age,” says Mokuba splitting his bread apart and
spreading a fruity jam on both halves before taking a bite.
“Oh,” says
Jounouchi. He hangs his head slightly and takes another bite of bread.
“Would you
like me to tell you about the new game I’m creating?” asks Seto swirling the
liquid in his glass before taking a sip.
Mokuba
gasps.
Jounouchi
lifts his head and looks at Seto with surprise in his eyes. “Yeah, I would love
to hear about it! What kind of game is it?”
“If you
can’t guess, then I shouldn’t tell you,” says Seto smirking.
“Is it
another duel monsters game?” asks Jounouchi smiling happily, “That last one you
made was great! I play it every night after I finish my homework!”
Seto
blushes slightly. “I’m glad you liked it.”
“I do like
it. Are you making another one?” asks Jounouchi.
“Yes,” says
Seto as Jounouchi continues to eat, “In this new game, you, the player, are a
modern day duelist who falls into a time warp caused by your monster… the Time
Wizard. You get sent back in time 3000 years, and you’ve shifted locations so
that you awaken in Egypt… or Kemet, I believe would be the appropriate term.
You have your deck with you, minus the Time Wizard that stayed back in modern
day. You have to duel your way around Kemet, meeting such characters as the
High Priest Seth, the Pharaoh Atemu, the Thief King Bakura, various holders of
Millennium Items, the slave Jono…”
“Jono?”
asks Jounouchi nearly spitting out his bite of chicken, “Is that supposed to be
me?”
“That was
decided before we started dating,” says Seto leaning away from Jounouchi.
“So you put
me in your game? As a slave?” asks Jounouchi glaring at Seto.
“Yes…”
Mokuba
giggles at how uncomfortable his older brother looks sitting beside the blond
at this very moment.
“I’m
honored that you would think to make me a character in your game, even if I am
one of the lower characters who probably only has a two second viewing,” says
Jounouchi smiling, “Thanks.”
“You have
more than two seconds,” says Seto, “Jono may play the roll of a slave, but he
is very loyal to his masters. Jono is probably the character that you, the
player, will encounter most often. Jono tries to prevent you from challenging
the people in the palace to duels, so he will fight you first before you can
challenge someone else, and each time you face Jono, he is a stronger duelist.
The reason you’re dueling everyone is because you need to track down the person
who owns the Time Wizard in Kemet. In your final duel with Jono before you can
challenge the High Priest Seth or Pharaoh Atemu, you discover that he had the
Time Wizard all along. He gives you the Time Wizard once you defeat him, but
then you still need to duel Seth and Atemu to gain their help in returning you
home to modern day.”
“Wow!”
exclaims Jounouchi, “That sounds awesome! I can’t wait to play it! How long do
you think it will be until it comes out?”
“A while.
It isn’t even ready for beta testing yet,” says Seto. He smiles and takes a
drink. “Would you like to beta test it for me?”
“Can I?
Seriously?” asks Jounouchi. When Seto nods his head yes, he throws his arms
around the brunet and hugs him tightly. “I would love to!”
Seto
returns the embrace. “Now finish eating. Yukia won’t bring in dessert until our
plates are empty.”
Jounouchi
releases Seto and turns back to his half-empty plate. “What if I’m still hungry
after this and dessert?”
“Then you
can eat more,” says Seto, “I realize that you haven’t eaten nearly as much as
you normally do…”
“Well, in
present company I shouldn’t really eat the way I normally do either,” says
Jounouchi blushing, “I do have manners, you know, even if I never use them.”
“Go ahead
and eat your fill,” says Seto.
“We’ve both
seen you eat before,” says Mokuba, “So don’t hold out on account of us.”
“It isn’t
ladylike to eat that way either…”
“You’re not
a lady. You just dress like one,” says Seto, “and since no one but us is
watching, what does it matter? You can use your manners when we’re out in
public.”
Jounouchi
smiles and digs into his dinner, quickly emptying his plate only to refill it
again just as full and devour the second plate as well.
Mokuba and
Seto both turn to their own plates to finish eating while Jounouchi pushes his
plate aside and grabs the bowl of mashed potatoes and pours the remainder of
the gravy into it and starts eating directly from the bowl.
After
finishing the remainder of the mashed potatoes, Jounouchi moves onto the
broccoli and cheese before making sandwiches out of the chicken, mushrooms, and
dinner rolls. He leans back in his chair after finishing his last sandwich and
drains the sparkling juice from his wine glass. “That was so good!”
Mokuba
finishes his food and lowers his fork. “Are you still hungry, Kat-chan?”
“Well, I
have room for dessert,” says Jounouchi blushing.
Seto sets
his fork down after placing the last piece of broccoli from his plate in his
mouth. He smiles slightly as he chews it up and swallows.
After a
moment, Yukia pushes the cart into the room again with three covered dishes.
She lifts Mokuba’s plate from in front of him and puts it on the lower shelf
before passing him a dish of dessert. She moves to take away Seto and
Jounouchi’s plates before she gives them their desserts. She removes the covers
to reveal plates drizzled with chocolate sauce with warm fudge brownies in the
center and plain vanilla ice cream melting on top of the brownie with more warm
chocolate sauce over top of it all.
Mokuba
smiles. “It looks fantastic, Yukia!”
“Thank you,
Young Kaiba-sama,” says Yukia placing the dish covers on the cart.
Mokuba takes
a bite. “And it tastes great too!”
Jounouchi
lifts his spoon and breaks off a small bite of brownie. He dips it into the ice
cream to get a small amount before he lifts it to his mouth. His eyes slide
closed, and he moans as he chews up the delectable treat.
“Oh, dear!”
exclaims Yukia when she sees all the empty serving containers.
“I can’t
help it if I have a voracious appetite,” says Jounouchi blushing, “The food was
delicious, Yukia. Thank you.”
“Well, as
long as you enjoyed it, Kat-chan,” says Yukia clearing away the empty dishes,
“Has everyone had enough to eat?”
“Yes, thank
you,” says Seto starting in on his own dessert.
“Me too,”
says Mokuba, “This dessert will just about fill me up to the brim! Could I get
some milk with it?”
“Oh of
course! Milk for everyone?” asks Yukia.
“Yes,
please!” exclaims Jounouchi, “This is like heaven!”
“Have you
had enough to eat, Suya?” asks Seto.
Jounouchi
nods. “Yes. You’re so good to me, Kaiba!”
“Some milk
for everyone, please, Yukia,” says Seto.
Yukia nods
and pushes the cart out. She returns in a few minutes with three wine glasses
filled with cool white milk upon an oval serving tray. She sets the wine
glasses down beside everyone and heads back out of the room.
Everyone
eats their dessert in silence, just savoring the flavors and the taste-bud
tingling wonderment of the hot vs. cold sensation that each bite comes with.
They finish off their milk before they all rise and head out of the dining
room.
“That meal
was wonderful!” exclaims Jounouchi grabbing Seto’s hand and leaning against him
as they walk, “I haven’t had food that good since I still lived with my
mother!”
“I’m glad
you liked it,” says Seto glancing at the grandfather clock they pass in the
hallway. “It’s eight-thirty, Kat-chan. What would you like to do now?”
Jounouchi’s
whole body tenses up, and he steps away from Seto. “I should probably go home.
I have homework to do.”
“Would you
like me to drop you and your new clothes off at your house?” asks Seto.
Jounouchi’s
eyes fill with panic. “I don’t think it would be such a good idea for me to
have so much women’s clothing at my place. My father’s a bit prejudiced against
things he doesn’t understand. Undergarments I can hide from him, but a closet
full of dresses…”
“We’ll keep
them here then and set you up with your own private room. Then on Saturdays,
you could come here as early as you wanted, enjoy the privileges of the
mansion, and get dressed for our date,” says Seto, “How does that sound?”
“Great!”
exclaims Jounouchi.
“Now, would
you like me to drive you home?” asks Seto, “After you change of course…”
“I would
appreciate a ride,” says Jounouchi blushing.
Seto leads
Jounouchi out to the car to get the bags of clothing before heading back inside
and up the stairs to an otherwise empty guest room. “I’ll leave you here to
change then. I’ll be down at the end of the hall giving Mari her present.”
Jounouchi
nods and closes the door after Seto exits. He quickly changes into his school
uniform and places his wig in the convenient case that Shalara packed up for
him before he places it in the closet. He takes a few minutes to unpack the
boxes and place every piece of clothing either on a hangar in the closet or in
a drawer of the dresser. He heads into the attached bathroom and washes off his
make-up with the special cleaning products provided by Shalara, and he leaves
the make-up kit on the bathroom counter when he exits his room and starts
walking down the hallway to find Seto. “Hey, Kaiba! Where are you?”
Seto steps
out of the room at the end of the hall. He smiles at Jounouchi. “So, puppy,
would you like to meet Mari?”
“Yeah!”
exclaims Jounouchi excitedly.
“Come on
in,” says Seto entering the room.
Jounouchi
follows, and he sees the young girl wearing the clothing articles Seto picked
out at Shalara’s with her black hair braided. “Wow! What a transformation!”
“Hello,”
says Mokuba smiling at Jounouchi, “What do you think? Do you like the new dress
Seto got me?”
“It looks
great on you, kiddo!” exclaims Jounouchi, “Now I hope you don’t mind, but I’m
going to steal your brother for a little while. He needs to drive me home!”
“Okay,”
says Mokuba hugging Jounouchi quickly, “Good night.”
“Good
night,” says Jounouchi as Seto takes his hand and leads him out of the room and
back down to the car, which Seto actually decides to drive instead of calling
for his chauffeur.
“So this is
where you live?” asks Seto as he parks in front of Jounouchi’s house.
“Yeah. I
know it’s a shambles,” says Jounouchi, “but it’s been home ever since Mom and
Serenity left.”
“You must
miss them terribly,” says Seto.
“I do,”
says Jounouchi, “but you do too, don’t you? Miss your parents, I mean?”
“More than
words,” says Seto.
“I’m sorry.
I shouldn’t have mentioned it,” whispers Jounouchi when he sees how mellow
Seto’s become.
“I brought
it up,” says Seto, “It’s okay… So, how did you like our first date?”
“Our first
date?” asks Jounouchi, eyes widening in realization.
“I’m sorry
about the lack of dinner conversation at first. Mokuba and I usually have our
conversation before dinner when I go over his homework with him. He’s so smart
that he gets his regular schoolwork done while he’s in class,” says Seto, “but
I have him taking advance classes so that he’ll have a challenge and he may be
able to skip ahead in high school. I took advance classes when I was his age…”
“I always
figured you would spend all day and night at work,” says Jounouchi.
“I go to
school until one-thirty, then I head to the office, but I’m usually home at
five,” says Seto, “So I can go over Mokuba’s homework and have dinner with him.
Then we’ll play a game or watch a movie or something, and I tuck him into bed
around nine. Then I might get in another hour of work in my home office before
I head to bed.”
“Cool.”
“So… Do you
think I might…?”
“Yes?”
Seto leans
over quickly and gives Jounouchi a quick kiss to his forehead. “Good night,
puppy.”
Jounouchi
blushes as he gets out of the car and grabs his bag of books from the back
seat. “Good night, Kaiba.”
Seto
watches Jounouchi head into his house before he pulls away to go home.
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