Carwash, with Extra Wax | By : Animom57 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3352 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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There was a small problem. The trunk was
locked.
“Try the trunk release,” Tristan
said, “It’s either on the floor by the driver’s
seat or inside the glove compartment.” Good thinking, except
that all the limo’s doors were locked.
Tristan went into the garage and tried the
door next to the washtub: also locked. He knocked for several
minutes, but nothing happened.
“Gee. Get the impression he doesn’t
trust us?” he asked Joey bitterly. “What the hell are we
supposed to do now?”
“Go around to the front, ring the
doorbell, and ask for the keys?”
“Screw that.” Tristan walked out
into the apron and stood beneath the security camera that pointed
down toward the trunk of the car.
First, he mooned the camera. “That
ought to get his attention,” he said to Joey.
“Oi! Kaiba!”
he then yelled up at the camera. “We need the fricking keys
to open the fricking trunk
to finish cleaning your fricking limo.”
He then did an exaggerated pantomime of inserting the key, the trunk
opening, and then a little dance of delight.
They waited.
Several minutes later the door next to the
washtub opened. Kaiba stood in the doorway, barefoot, keys in hand.
“I knew it, I knew
he was watching us,” muttered Joey,
pressing against the car to hide the lower half of his body.
“Probably afraid we’d steal
something,” said Tristan quietly as he walked past him and
toward Kaiba. “Like his carwash rags.”
As he approached Kaiba he spread his arms
dramatically and boomed, “We need the keys to open the trunk,
to clean what we so inconsiderately soiled, oh great former
Duel Monsters World Champion.”
“The keys? So you can take it for a
joyride? I don’t think so.” Kaiba aimed a remote on the
key ring at the limo and pressed a button. Joey slid along the side
of the limo and pulled on the trunk.
“If that was the trunk release it
didn’t work,” he called over. “You must be too far
away.”
Tristan held out his hand. “C’mon,
Kaiba. Just give me the keys.” He grinned. “You can watch
from here, I promise I’ll bring them right back.”
In answer, Kaiba stuck his arm over Tristan’s
shoulder, aimed the remote again, and the limo doors unlocked with a
buzz.
“The trunk release is under the
driver’s seat. Once you've opened the trunk, don't go in the
limo again.”
And once again he closed the door in
Tristan’s face.
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