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Stinging Beauty	By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16925 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Toying around once more with Japanese laws, boring the hell out of people, making all too obvious plot twists -is there a reason,to even read this chappie? Hmm, the only one I can think of is..continuity. Err, yes, well, you know read and fla-review, review of course, review. Yes. Hmm. I’ll, uhh, go back to the..plot..thingy..I think..guess…hope…

Ja ne!^^°

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36. Lost and founds are not for lovers

He still kissed him good night, every single evening.

It was a habit, a ritual really, he had taken up ever since he had made that picture of Jou, he was sure the blond didn’t even know about.

It had been one one of those rare, beautiful early winter days, and they had made up at the park after high school.

The late afternoon sky was still bright and silver blue, Jou wore a red coat and fitting scarf, golden tresses tousled by the wind.

Kaiba had been waiting for him, but the blond had been too enthralled watching the children on the playground to even notice his lover.

His heart still tightened, when he watched the expressions caught on Jou’s face: love, tenderness, longing, understanding, faithfulness, hope -there were too many to behold, and yet the blond’s eyes reflected all of them, untainted and pure.

The CEO pressed the framed glass against his lips, then placed the picture back into his nightstand.

For a moment, he felt better.

And then the pain kicked in again.

Mokuba sighed.

His brother had obviously drunk himself to sleep again, as he did so often since his break-up with Jou.

It was ironic how the CEO, who could gobble down sake, beer, wine and vodka en masse, couldn’t hold his liquor when it came to Scotch.

He rarely finished the first shot, before he was out like a light.

That was probably the reason, he drank it, so the alcohol would knock him unconscious before he had time to mope about his broken heart too much.

Still, it wasn’t healthy.

Sighing anew, Mokuba nudged his ani back into semi-awareness and helped him to bed.

It took him a while to coax the elder teen into his pajamas and convince him of brushing his teeth(Seto had a killer breath the morning after consuming alcohol, both Jou and Mokuba agreed on that).

Finally, the CEO was fast asleep in his four poster bed, his younger brother watching him in frustration.

“Kuso, Seto, what happened? What went wrong between the two of you?” he muttered.

The only reply he received consisted of a soft snore.

Seto felt..betrayed.

How couldn’t he?

After all, he had caught Jou making out on the dance floor with same strange guy.

The evening had been perfect, until his assistant had called to inform him of an embezzlement scheme going on under his very nose.

Obviously, something had leaked through, and now the government had called in an investigation.

Kaiba, always prepared for anything, even the worst case scenario, had ordered his assistant to give the federals a carte blanche, handing them any files they needed while he, Kaiba, tried to flush out the responsible one on his own terms.

Convinced at having restricted the damage to a minimum, he had returned to the dancing area-and saw his koi in the arms of another, kissing fiercely.

For a second, the room around him had gone into a spin; he had closed his eyes and opened them just in time to see the shocked look on Jou’s face.

The blond had not counted on him returning this fast.

He had been boiling with rage, hurt, betrayal and jealousy, a dangerously potent mixture, and taken it out on Jou.

This one’s haphazard explanations and excuses hadn’t fooled him, he had known, this was going to happen sooner or later.

If only he hadn’t fallen for the blond, if only Jou had went to Osaka, if only he hadn’t agreed on going to that club-

“Ifs and whens are for losers, it’s the here and now that counts”, snarled the CEO, as he made his way past the main doors of the Kaiba tower.

And in the here and now, there was a storm brewing on the horizon capable of destroying everything he had worked for.

Five weeks.

Five weeks had passed, and so far, they hadn’t gotten any closer to the culprit.

Given, there were hints and trails, but nothing of substance, no proof.

All they knew, it was one of the lower ranked directors and, considering the amounts of companies attached to or under his headmastership, it was nigh impossible to pin-point the guilty one.

Not that Kaiba hadn’t tagged a mole on him, two ones actually, but the guy was as slippery as a wet fish, had more arms than a squid and was twice as cunning as a fox.

Her knew exactly who were Kaiba’s snoops and evaded them with ease.

The CEO growled, when he received the newest report.

One of his moles had been moved again, obviously he had gotten a little too close to their prey.

A cold, bloodthirsty light shone in his blue eyes.

Kaiba was on the chase.

And kami help those caught in the line of fire.

“Jounouchi-san, Jounouchi-san, report to the office, please. ”

The blond looked up at the speaker, then over to his fellow courier.

This one only shrugged, then returned to his screen.

Puzzled, Jou went over to his employer’s office, knocked politely and was called in.

Upon entering, he saw his instructor sitting behind his desk, talking quietly to a man in a suit Jou vaguely recalled to have seen before.

Bowing, he waited to be addressed. He didn’t have to wait long, because his instructor rose his arms as if welcoming a long-lost son, and grinned:

“Jounouchi-san, the very man I have been looking for. Suwatte kudasai, make yourself comfortable. ”

To say, the blond didn’t trust the generous tone as far as he could spit would have been an understatement.

Then again, he needed the job…

“Very well then. The reason, I have called you here today, Jounouchi, is because I have been watching your progress over the past few months, and I must say, I am pleasantly surprised. This is the reason why you are being transferred to another location”, informed him his instructor.

Jou stared at the two men, then stuttered:

“Re-relocated? But, Sir, my studies-“

“-are in no danger whatsoever, Jounouchi. You will remain within Toyohashi, just in a different..shisha. You will be working directly within our parent company. Consider this a great honor, because it’s very rare that shoushinsha get such a chance. ”

“Hai, hai, a-arigato goizaimasu, sensei”, babbled Jou, mind still reeling with the news.

His instructor smiled as he passed him a thin folder containing a handful of various, pre-printed sheets.

“Very well then, I need you to sign here..and..here. You will be informed about the date at which you must report to the inscribed place, wakarimashita?”

Jou nodded, his focus on the letter head: ABAKI.

And suddenly, he remembered from where he knew the man in the suit.

His eyes roamed every single roman letter, then took in the kanji for ‘top’, ‘horse’ and ‘yellow’, before he whispered:

“Anagram.”

The other two men frowned.

“Mo itte kudasai?”

Jou only shook his head.

“Nothing important. ”

But his insides churned, at fate’s occasional irony...

..at how he was fed with bits and pieces of vital information.

His prey was playing with him, mocking him, insulting, publicly humiliating him.

If Kaiba didn’t find him and fast, the Ministry of Finance Ordinance would freeze every single one of his accounts, rendering him broke.

He would never let that happen.

Though his innocence had been proven, the whole affair still left a mark on his good name and everything he stood for.

Already, several investors had pulled back their offers, and if more followed..he didn’t even dare think about it.

His only chance was another spy, a plant in the eye of the storm, one no one would even notice or even less, consider.

Yet, where to find-

“Kaiba-san? Your plane awaits you. ”

Grimly nodding, the CEO donned his coat and headed towards the limo, which would take him to his private airport.

Next station: Gifu.

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If there is a company, town, product or anything else existing, I am terribly sorry for using the name Abaki. I assure you, it’s purely coincidental. The reason I chose this name was, because I had to find a name which works both in Roman letters and Kanji. I first wanted to go with ‘Akiba’, autumn horse, but how obvious can you get?¬ ¬

A(garu), stands for rising, ba for horse, and ki(bamu) for yellowing, as the leaves in fall(oh god, I hope I learned my kanji well, and that I’m not dishing out crap here.. O-o°)
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