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Love, Lies and Lipstick	By : lostintheheartland Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5853 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: LOVE, LIPSTICK, and LIES

Author: Maggiemay with tons of help

Muse: Mofaf1

Betas: Mofaf1, Wicabeth, Lorrainellt, Puppys_Seahorse

Pairing: Oh Kami don’t ask. Way too convoluted. Seto/Jou primarily.

Rating: Definitely Mature. NC-17

Spoilers: End Of Series

Disclaimer: I don’t own YGO or make any money from this fic.

Warnings: CROSS DRESSING, HET (sort of), OC’s, INCEST (NOT OUR BISHIES), MINOR CHARACTER DEATH (Not OUR BISHIES).

Extra special notice: This story is complete and posted in it's entirety on the yahoo group Little Dragon. I am re-posting this story here at the request of a friend.

Summary: Seto needs a new Administrative Liason. As a publicity stunt Kaiba Corp holds a kind of The Apprentice meets Joe Millionaire contest. Jou wants that job. With the help of a fairy god ‘Auntie’ with a tarnished halo, he enters the contest. This is that tale.

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Gian watched her go almost bursting with pride. Joie looked fantastic in her navy blazer and black twill slacks. The flats were sensible and feminine, not to mention easy to walk in.

As Joie disappeared a little girl bounced through the door. She was perhaps five or six and absolutely adorable with long black hair pulled up in lopsided ponytails and eyes wide with mischief and curiosity. Gian unconsciously smiled at her. Behind her he could see two boys, twins, of about sixteen or seventeen. Their looks and smiles were beautiful in a different and familiar way. Pain clutched deep at their resemblance to the person who’d shattered everything. The only difference in their looks and Naoko’s were eyes large round eyes that even from across the room Gian could see were an odd smoky, gray-green. A slightly shorter, older man, looking almost exactly like the boys, with liquid brown eyes, followed. Even across the room and the space of over fifteen years Gian recognized his voice. He hurriedly averted his face, but it was too late. The little girl had seen the smile and was making a straight line to the table where she sat.

“Hi. You’re pretty.”

Ducking her head, Gian let the curtain of her hair obscure her features. “Thank you.”

“Can I have breakfast with you?” The little girl plopped into the chair Joie had just left.

“I am sorry little one, but I think you should eat with your family. You should not talk to strangers.”

“Oh they won’t notice. Look and see. Daddy is on the phone and my brothers are too busy talking about girls and games.

Gian glanced around and saw that the girl had spoken the truth. His ex-lover was indeed on the phone and his son’s were ogling anything and everything. “Still they are your family and you must go back to them.” The little girl nodded and slid out of the chair. “All right. I’m kinda used to it. You looked a little lonely so I thought we’d be lonely together but I understand. I’m not pretty or special like you.”

“Wait that is not what I meant. You are much prettier than I am and you are very special. And you were right; I was feeling a little lonely. But it is not correct for you to simply come up to a stranger. It is very dangerous for beautiful little girls.” Smiling gently she bent and caressed the child’s cheek. “You are very special and must not ever think otherwise. I would be honored to have breakfast with you but I have already finished mine.”

A bright laugh bubbled out of the little girl. “Oh, thank you. Tomorrow then, we will have breakfast together?”

Before Gian could answer a deep, well-remembered voice said softly “Gina.”

Gian jumped certain that he’d recognized her. But as he looked up he saw that beloved gaze fixed on the little girl. “What have I told you about bothering strangers?” He didn’t wait for his daughter to say a word; he simply turned to Gian and smiled politely. “I am sorry my daughter is impet...” The words ended and the polite smile faded into a mask of shock. “Gina...”

“Your daughter is beautiful and kind. She saw I was alone and came to cheer me up. It was a pleasure to meet your daughter.” Standing abruptly the elegant drag queen nodded to the man and patted the child’s head gently. “Enjoy your stay here.” With the grace of a gliding swan Gian left the room and an extremely stunned man behind her.

Unsteadily the older man started to go after her only to be brought up short by his sons calling him to the table. Brought back to his responsibilities he guided his daughter to their seats. Taro, the oldest boy, by all of four minutes, laughed, “So, you got shot down?”

The younger boy, Jiro, not to be outdone, smirked “She was hot for someone so old. She is what, like thirty or something?”

“Forty one.” He answered automatically.

“Wow! How did you know that? She didn’t look it and...”

“Gina.” The little girl looked up at her name. “Yes Daddy?”

“Not you honey. That was Gina.”

The table went dead silent for a moment then both boys erupted into cheers. “Yeah Dad! You found her! Finally. All we’ve heard about all our lives was finding Gina. And now...Dad what are you waiting for? Go get her.”

“She didn’t act like she knew you Daddy.” His logical little girl pointed out.

“She has reason to be angry and hurt. I will wait until later to talk to her.”

The little girl leaned close and whispered “Daddy are you sure? Because she was really pretty and didn’t look like a boy at all.”

Just as quietly he replied, “I’m sure Gina. She might change how she looks but she could never change how my heart reacts to her. This afternoon we will return to our suite at the Empire. It should be repaired from the water damage. No more indoor swimming pools in the bedroom Gina. Tomorrow I will look for her. I will not lose her again.”

“Okay Daddy.” The sunny smile he saw so rarely beamed out at him. “But I can tell you where she will be tomorrow morning. She and me are having breakfast right here.”

Tenderly brushing the hair back on his daughter’s cheek he smiled. “In that case I will join you both.”

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Gian clung to grace and poise desperately. He entered their hotel suite with all the elegance of a queen. As soon as the lock slid into place he collapsed against the door and let a wail of pain escape him. The heartbreak of all those years ago rose in a wave and dragged him down. With a hoarse sob, the first of many, he sank to the floor lost in agony too deep for words.

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Jou was glad he left for the Empire early. It was a beautiful morning and walking along the sidewalks lined with beautiful foliage calmed and soothed him. He could tell by the admiring looks he received from several men also walking along that he looked good. Knowing that gave him a glow of confident serenity and happiness that most of the women who’d taken cars over to the other hotel would not have.

Swaying with a confidence that drew all eyes he followed the directions of the concierge to the check in desk. Four women sat behind the desk. When Joie stepped up to the desk the first girl asked briskly “Name please?”

“Kawai Joie.”

“Ah, you are number sixty-nine. Ahri will give you your room assignments and the names of your clients.”

The second girl smiled and handed him a slip of paper. “Please step into the room to the left.”

There were approximately twenty-five people in the room and all but one seat was filled. A man smiled and nodded. “I see our last arrival. Please sit down and we can get started.”

Jou blinked and glanced at his watch. It wasn’t eight o’clock yet and he’d left early. The man caught his movement. “No, no, miss. You are not late. We have four groups of twenty-five in each of the small meeting rooms. You were the last we needed to fill the room. Now that we are at capacity we will begin our brief training.” He reassured. “Beside your seat is a Blackberry. Please program it with your name and the names of your clients as well as their room numbers. It is directly linked to our network. You will be able to order any of the services available four your guests. If there is an unusual or unlisted request please tap the ‘help’ link. It will connect you to me or one of the other three managers.”

There was a general move to retrieve the small devices and the sounding chimes of Blackberry PDA’s booting moved around the room. “The Blackberry will function as a pager and cell phone, as well as a PDA. If any of your guests need you they will page you. You are required to carry the device from eight in the morning until eight in the evening. If there are any questions please state them now.”

The woman on Joie’s right raised her hand. “How do you turn the thing on?”

There were several stifled snickers. Joie turned and smiled. “Here, I’ll show you.” She took a few minutes to guide the Blackberry novice through the basic screens then sat back to listen as the manager answered more questions.

“All right if that’s all then, we will split up into five groups of five. As this room was designated for candidates numbered fifty-one through seventy-five, the groups will be broken up in five number segments.

A slim young man in a dark blue jacket and grey trousers stepped forward. “Candidates fifty-one through fifty-five follow me. When the woman he helped stood to follow her guide she whispered softly. “Thanks. If I didn’t need this job so badly I’d wish you luck.”

“Same here. And you are welcome.” She smiled and automatically winked. When the other woman blinked in confusion he realized what he’d done. Women didn’t wink. Damn it. Faking a small gasp he reached up and covered his eye. “Ah, lash in my eye. I hate that.”

The woman’s confusion cleared and she moved away with a sympathetic smile.

While Joie was touring the hotel, learning of its many amenities and her role, Kaiba Seto was escorting two pairs of sixteen-year-old kids to their rooms. It was another of the P.R. ploys his team had dreamed up. He’d sponsored and hosted a dueling event at the same orphanage he’d stayed in briefly. The top two male and female winners received a week’s vacation at his premier hotel with him as babysitter, host, and chaperone.

Even as he politely answered the questions bubbling from the teens he was mentally snarling. He didn’t have time for this. He had a company to run. And he wanted to get a look at some of the candidates selected as his assistant. Damned if he wanted to waste his time with hormonal, snotty, brats.

Reigning in his temper and keeping his polite mask intact he waited patiently throughout their exclamations of awe at their ‘premier’ accommodations and as they unpacked and went through every inch of their suite of rooms. When they were satisfied and simply standing still and looking at him he smiled and nodded. “I hope you are satisfied with your accommodations.”

“Hell yeah we are.” One of the winners, a young teen with black hair and eyes flopped down on a large chair. “So what’s next?”

“Next I will introduce you to your liaison. Your liaison will handle all of your needs. If you want anything you are to contact them.”

“Okay how do we get ‘em?”

Kaiba demonstrated by pushing a red button on an antique style phone. In less than a minute the phone rang. He picked up the phone and ordered briskly “Please come to room 9669 at your earliest convenience. Your guests have arrived and have a few requests.”

His grip on the phone tightened as a soft, cultured, feminine, and decidedly sexy voice agreed. “Yes sir, I will be there as soon as I can.” The CEO set the phone down and stared at it in shock. His response to that voice confused him and made him angry. He had known since he was twelve that he was gay. He’d never felt even a hint of physical response to any woman, but he couldn’t say that any longer. First the girl at the restaurant and now a strange woman’s voice on the phone had changed that and his responses were becoming stronger.

Two minutes later a discreet knock announced the liaison’s arrival. He was briefly confused when a hotel manager stepped into the room but his confusion was lost in the roar of conflict that flooded him when a tall, slim blonde dressed in slacks and blazer followed behind attaching a Blackberry to her waistband.

Not two women he realized as he recognized the golden hair and delicately made up features. One. Her, the blond from the restaurant. He listened politely as his manager explained that she was one of the candidates in the search for his new assistant and she would be their liaison for the next week. He waited tensely as the woman, Kawai Joie, greeted first her guests, and then turned to him. Her golden eyes hit him like a fist. Remote and cool with shadows chasing through the depths, they reminded him of someone he’d sworn to forget. She bowed deeply “Kaiba-sama. It is an honor to meet you.”

He bowed in return, murmured a simple greeting, and gestured to the four teens. “They are my special guests. I will be personally hosting their stay.”

“I am honored to serve them and you too Sir. What can I do for you?”

“Please show them to the dining room. I will join them shortly. Stay with them until I arrive.” The brilliant CEO could clearly see his brother’s overt manipulations. It was obvious his sibling felt this little blonde was the winning candidate. He’d find his brother and discuss the reasons. Perhaps he would find Aishira and Matashi as well and discuss his bewildering response to the girl. He wasn’t used to confusion and it was making his head hurt.

The blonde bowed low again. “Yes Kaiba-sama.” Turning away from the blue eyes fixed on her Joie motioned politely. “If you please?”

Seto followed them to the door and watched as they got on the elevator. The last thing he saw as the doors closed was a pair of inscrutable golden eyes.

Still watching the elevator he grabbed his phone and barked “Mokuba!” Voice recognition dialed and his brother answered on the first ring. “Big Brother! Where are you? And how are the kids working out?”

“I’d be surprised if you didn’t know where I am, dear little brother.” Seto ground out. “And the kids are exactly what you planned them to be, a waste of my time. But that doesn’t matter as long as I see the cute little blonde, isn’t that the plan?”

Mokuba didn’t bother to deny it. “So you think she’s cute?”

“Don’t fuck with me Mokuba. You’ve crossed the line with this one. I don’t know how you found her but I’ve told you I am not interested in women.”

“Seto I didn’t find her. She came in and applied the same as anyone. I won’t deny that I noticed your interest in her at the restaurant and thought she might be a good Executive Liaison for you. I know you’re gay so you won’t fall in love or anything but I think you could be friends.” Since he’d admitted that much he decided he might as well go all the way. “We did manipulate you with the kids but it was only so you guys could spend time together and see if you liked each other. Seto I’m growing up. Next year I’m moving out and you will need a friend. Friend Seto, not lover.” Mokuba stressed.

“We?” The genius CEO latched on to that word tenaciously.

“Matashi and Aishira. Matashi will be another of her ‘guests.’ Also Aishira’s mother. Seto we are not going about this blind. They will assess her and if she is not right for the position they will vote her down.”

“Where are Matashi and Aishira?” He rapped out, now more concerned with discussing the issue of his confusion with his sempai than anything else. He trusted his brother. If he said the situation was under control it was.

“They went up to their regular rooms about an hour ago.” Mokuba took a small breath and asked, “Where are the kids?”

“With their liaison waiting for me to join them for a meal.”

“I see. Well enjoy your dinner Seto. I’m going to call Y...uh a friend and invite him up to the mansion for dinner. See you in a week.”

“A week? What the hell? Mokuba? Mokuba...” But the line was dead and his little brother didn’t pick up again. Growling and snarling he stomped down to the dining room. A brief stop at the desk told him where his charges were.

He nodded briefly to the blonde as she stood and offered him her chair. “Kaiba-sama, is there anything else you need of me?”

“I don’t need anything, but don’t you think you should ask your guests?” He snarked backed.

“They have already said they do not need anything Kaiba-sama. As there is nothing further I will take my leave. She half-bowed to the table and said softly. “If you have need of me you have only to page.” She straightened and sent a polite smile around the table. It faltered and became strained when she caught Seto’s blue gaze staring raptly at her ass. She stiffened and anger darted through the golden eyes before it was quickly shielded. Her Blackberry chose that moment to sound. “Excuse me please.”

As she walked away one of the teenage boys let out a low growl. “Man she is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Didja see that ass? Its heart-shaped like them girls in the mags. And that chest. Not big, but nice and high, just the way they should be.” The boy leaned forward and asked lewdly “Yer doin’ her ain’t ya Kaiba?”

Anger flared at the presumption and intrusion. “She is an employee of Kaiba Corporation. That kind of fraternization is not allowed.”

The second boy leaned forward. “But you wanna do her. I can tell by th’ way you watch her. You’re the boss. Who’s gonna say ya can’t break th’ rules? What are they gonna do? Fire you?”

The two girls were looking down at their place settings uneasily. It was clear they didn’t know what to say. Grabbing his temper Seto said coolly. “She is simply my employee. All employees, including myself, are subject to the same rules, and yes even I can be fired. You will treat her with respect at all times. If you do not you will leave and never be welcome at any Kaiba Corporation complex again.”

“Yeah, whatever. She’s too old for us and we got our squeezes anyway. We were thinkin’ that you two would be doin’ it while we were. That’s all.”

“That is not appropriate. Squeezes?”

“Yeah, we knew we were going to win. Not much competition around and we offered to teach them how to win so they could come with us. They agreed to it.” He jerked a thumb at the two girls.

“I see.” Seto switched his gaze to the silent young women. And he did see...see their nervousness and fear. “I hate to break it to you but I am chaperoning you four. There are six beds in the suite, two in each bedroom. I will sleep in the middle room, the ladies on one side and you boys on the other. There will be no ‘doing it’ while I am in charge. I brought four young people here and only four will leave...not five or six.” He dropped his gaze meaningfully to the young ladies’ bellies. They gasped and paled nodding weakly. It was obvious they hadn’t considered that in their bargain.

“Man, we ain’t dumb, we brought rubbers. Set us back four bucks.” The first boy was surly.

“Four whole bucks. A two pack then. What happens when you run out?”

“Dude, by then it won’t matter. Girls only get pregnant on the first time. After we pop their cherries it ain’t a risk. So we only have to use one each. After we harvest ‘em they agreed to let us share. You wanna piece too?”

Disgusted Kaiba glared. “You are truly ignorant. Before you begin your sexual careers and litter the countryside with equally ignorant bastards I suggest you speak to a doctor. This subject is at an end. You four will not be sleeping together, doing it, or any other crude name you can call reproductive activities. Order your dinner.”

The first boy jumped to his feet snarling. “Fuck you Kaiba. I’m goin’ ta eat in th’ room. I don’t hafta listen to ya. Ya ain’t my mom or and dad. I ain’t fucking got any.” He whirled and ran from the dining room with his friend following close behind.

There was an instant of silence, and then the low hum of conversation picked up again. The soft voice of one of his charges spoke. “Thank you. We...we made the deal and they did teach us some of the strategy but their way of winning seemed weak to us so we changed it. We didn’t know how to get out of it.” The girl bit her lip and looked over at her friend. The second girl picked up the story. “They are very popular and well liked. We...we were going to go through with it because we weren’t sure...I mean...if we didn’t’ it would be awful for us.”

Unexpectedly a soft voice spoke from behind him. “It would have been worse if you had followed through. Even if you didn’t get pregnant they would have marked you as easy and cheap. You would have had no respect from them or any of the other boys. They would have no second thoughts about using soiled goods. You would have been raped.” Joie slid into the seat nearest the girls. “Never sell yourself. What you are is above price. Your virtue is a gift to give the person you love and not to be sold or disposed of lightly.”

The girl nearest Joie sniffed angrily. “How would you know anything? You’re beautiful and polished and smart. You have a family who cares. We’re throwaways. Nobody will care about us or our virtue.”

“I understand more than you could possibly understand. My father is a drunk and my mother abandoned us. My grandparents live half a world away. I raised myself on the streets until...until my Aunt found me. She taught me how to dress, act, and speak. And she taught me to value who I am.”

“Did she teach you that bull shit about virtue?” The words were angry but the tone was doubtful and hoping.

“Some of it, but most of it I know inside. You know it too. To let someone into your body...to become part of you...that is precious.”

“You talk like you know. Do you Joie? Do you have a boyfriend?”

The blond hair danced as she shook her head. “I’ve never lain with a man. I’ve never found one who would hold me and cherish what I would give.” She smiled sweetly. “Now dry your eyes and order. Kaiba-sama may I speak with you privately for a moment?”

“Hnnn. What is it?” He’d followed her to the relative privacy of a small cloakroom.

“Your other charges, the boys, ran out of here and instead of going up to their room they dashed out of the lobby and into the park. I contacted security and they have assigned a team to discreetly follow. They will keep the boys out of trouble for the moment, but if I might suggest that I sit with the girls while you go and retrieve the boys? According to the guards they were harassing the young ladies operating the Dragon Wing ride.”

With a low curse he whirled and stalked away. Joie allowed her gaze to travel over the tall elegant form for a moment before donning her serene mask and returning to the table.

The girls were just finishing their dessert when Kaiba Seto returned. All were vaguely alarmed to see the CEO’s lip was split and bloody. “What happened?”

“Your companions decided to harass a few of my female employees. They objected when I attempted to stop them.”

“One of them hit you?” Joie was incredulous. As Jou he’d rarely been able to land a blow on the lethally fast CEO. He wouldn’t have thought that either of those idiots could come close.

“No.” A light flush rode up his normally pale cheeks. “One of the girls was so angry at the boys that she threw part of her costume at him. It hit me as well.”

“It must have been a large, heavy costume. What was it?” The girls were avidly curious and the brunet’s color darkened. “Red Eyes Black Dragon...tail.”

Joie choked and gasped, holding on to her laughter by a thread. Holy fuck talk about ironies. Seto had literally kissed the REBD’s tail. As images and snappy put downs filled her head she stood hastily and bowed keeping her face averted. “Kaiba-sama I must go and check on my other guests. Please excuse me.” She picked up her unused napkin and handed it to the startled CEO and walked smartly from the room.

Anyone passing a secluded woman’s bathroom five minutes later was treated to a deep, howling laugh interspersed with the almost incoherent words ‘tail’ and ‘kiss.’
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