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Betrothal
By : KoalasRock
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male
Views: 3854 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. If I did, the whole thing would be about hot Yaoi-ness and Anzu Mazaki or Yu-Gi-Oh GX would never have existed.
A/N: Whew. I’ve updated once more. Moreover, the mention of Goths’ in this chapter does not mean to offend anyone. It’s a just simple observation on how most movies and people view them, me EXcluded.
Today was Friday, Yami’s eighteenth birthday. The teen could actually hear the locks and chains clinking as his engagement to the CEO of Kaiba Corp was concretized. Sensing his foretold doom, the once-blue sky was covered in cumulus nimbus clouds, shooting lighting every now and then.Yugi looked up at the sky then back at the gang. “I think you guys should crash over at our place before the rain starts…”
Ryou nodded, “That’d be a good idea.”“So, are you coming to Yami’s party?”“I’m not sure,” the albino replied uncertainly, “I haven’t asked my dad yet. Tomorrow right?”Yami heard the conversation and answered absently, “Yeah. My mom’s renting us a resort for the weekend. ”“Cool!” Ryuuji exclaimed, “A whole resort?”Mai’s eyes glinted, “Will there be hot guys?”Yami shrugged. “I have no idea. Majority of the people invited are mom and dad’s friends plus friends of Seto and a bunch of Kaiba Corp’s creditors.”“Aw,” Mai said, “I think I liked your birthday last year better.”Ryou smiled, “Of course you liked that one, Mai. You made out with half the guys in the party.”“Slut.” Ryuuji joked.Mai punched him lightly, “Manwhore.”Yugi snorted and kept walking. “Listening to you guys is so amusing. Right, Ryou?”“Definitely.”Ryuuji tapped Yami’s shoulder and received no response but a blank stare.“Yugi, what’s his damage?”“Oh don’t mind him,” Yugi replied airily, “He’s being his usual emo-self. After being engaged to Kaiba he’s stuck like this.”Mai draped an arm around Yami’s shoulders and commented, “You are such the drama queen.”“Shut it.”“Don’t worry, Yami,” Ryou reassured, “It’s going to be fine. We haven’t yet met a man who was immune to your charms. Aside from us that is.”Yami groaned.“That’s the problem. I’ve met the one man who is immune to my charms.”“Sucks for you,” Ryuuji said, patting his shoulder.Yami glared at him, “Not helping.”“Wasn’t supposed to.”And for the umpteenth time in the last four days, Yami slammed his head on nearby pole wondering what type of perverse pleasure the Fates had in seeing him suffer.
Seto clicked his tongue as he stared at the mountain of paper and ribbon that his brother had used to wrap Yami’s new drum set. It looked like a mini Mount Everest. With twenty feet of red snow piled on top. He set his book down on the nightstand.“Mokuba.” Seto said sternly.
The boy ignored him and continued dumping streams of ribbon on the gift, further making a mess of the whole thing.“Mokuba.” Seto repeated, a vein growing in his forehead.The boy turned around happily with an oh-so-happy grin on his face.“Yes, nii-chan?” he said innocently with wide eyes.Seto resisted the urge to throw one of the ornamental figurines on his desk out the window. Not that he could since the whole thing was made of bulletproof glass. After 3 consecutive attempts on his life, certain measures needed to be taken.“Can’t you do this somewhere else?” Seto asked through gritted teeth.Mokuba tilted his head. “Do what somewhere else?”“Your… gift wrapping.”Mokuba pouted. “But he’s your fiancé. You’re supposed to be doing this. I’m just helping.”“Then go help in your room. You’re being a bother.”Mokuba’s blue eyes went shiny with tears. Seto rolled his eyes pulled the covers up to his shoulders.“Hurry up and finish. I want to sleep.”Mokuba grinned. His brother never could resist him. Mokuba had just finished putting the final bow on the wrapping monstrosity when he heard a ting come from Seto’s laptop. Seto turned to his other side, eyes still closed.Mokuba gave him a poke to be sure he was still a sleep and was met with soft snores. He tiptoed his way over to his brother’s desk and raised the screen. A conversation window from Yahoo Messenger was popped-up.Katsuya:Hey Seto. I just arrived in Okinawa. What are you doing?Mokuba stared at the chat window unflinchingly.Katsuya? Onii-san’s ex?Mokuba looked back fleetingly at his sleeping brother before settling himself in front of the computer. His fingers typed rapidly over the keys.S. Kaiba: Work.Mokuba leaned back.Ding.Katsuya: Wow. You actually replied in less than two hours. Anyway, what time are you getting here tomorrow? It’s boring without you.Mokuba gagged. Gross. Doesn’t he know my brother’s getting married in two months?S. Kaiba: I don’t know yet. Probably sometime in the afternoon.S. Kaiba: I’ve got to go. I have to finish typing up this report.Mokuba cheered silently. Wow. I actually sound like my brother!Ding.Katsuya: Okay. Give me a call when you’ve found a way to get out your engagement. I might actually consider marrying you.Katsuya: Bye, Seto.Mokuba’s eyes widened at the previous lines. Marry? Seto and Jou? Oh My God.S. Kaiba: Bye.Mokuba erased their conversation from the archive and lowered the laptop’s screen.I can’t believe Seto’s still in love with him.“Mokuba? What are you doing?”Mokuba opened the Internet Explorer and typed a random animé title on the search box and pressed enter.“Just looking for info on the new Bleach movie.”Seto lay back down. “Did anyone IM me?”Mokuba shook his head. “Nope. I’ll wake you up if someone does.”Seto yawned, he was used to his brother’s obsessive behavior. “Alright. And go to bed already. Just because it’s the weekend doesn’t mean you can pull all-nighters again.”“Like you?”Seto smirked and closed his eyes once more, oblivious to his brother’s amazement and disappointment.
Yami opened one bleary eye as he heard rustling and zipping from the foot of his bed. Four blurry suitcases came into focus and so did the yellow black blur that was going through them.“What the hell, Yugi?” Yami groaned, “What time is it?”
Yugi tossed open the third suitcase and gave the things inside a quick check. “Have you seen my Bleach DVD? The one about the new movie?”Yami yawned and sat up. “And what would your DVD be doing with my stuff?”Yugi shrugged and zipped the bag up. “I can’t find it! It’s so annoying! I haven’t even watched it yet.”His little brother pouted and sat down grumpily at the edge of his brother’s crimson bed.“Oh stop sulking. I’ll get you a new one later. Let’s go to the ma—”Yugi grumbled louder. “We’re leaving today, idiot.”Yami flopped back gracefully onto his pillows. “I don’t want to go. I don’t.”Yugi pulled the covers off of his brother’s slight form. “It’s your birthday. You cannot not go.”Yami yanked the covers back up and stuck out his tongue.“Since it’s my birthday, I get to do whatever the hell I want.”Yugi pulled them down. “No you can’t.”Up. “Yes I can.”Down. “No you can’t.”Up. “Yes I can!”Down. “No you can’t!”Tug. “YES I CA—”Slam!A harassed looking Keiko stormed into the room with a deadly look in her eyes.“You two better stop that racket before I throw you into the pool. Underwear or not.”Yami and Yugi shivered involuntarily, remembering the time when they stupidly decided to disobey her and found themselves locked outside soaking wet with icy water in their boxers.The two looked at each other and declared, “She’s riding the crimson wave.”Yami burst out laughing. “It is so weird how we do that.”Yugi snickered and fell back on his brother’s bed. “I’m going to miss this you know.”“I know.” Yami sighed, “But it’s for that best. I can’t have you rely on me all the time.”Yugi grabbed a red pillow and slammed it on his brother’s chest. “I think you’ve got it upside down. I’m not the one with the extra emotional baggage.”Yami tugged the offending material from Yugi’s hands and crossed his arms.“Which is why I’m still wondering why I’m the one getting married. Extra emotional baggage and stress do not go well together,” He smirked, “I might go psycho and murder my husband.”Yugi rolled his eyes, “As if you could.”“Of course I could!”Yami threw off the covers and swung his feet over the bed. Yugi pulled the comforter and pillows off his face and spit out a black feather.“Watch it! You’re bed is one big death trap.”Yami pulled Yugi to his feet. “Stop being a pussy. Let’s go and have breakfast. We still have to take the train to Okinawa.”“With Ryou, Mai and Ryuuji.” Yugi added, “And mom and dad.”Yami smiled.“This is going to be one hell of a weekend.”
Mai pressed her nose to the glass window of the Black Fortuner they were riding and sighed dreamily.“I love Okinawa. I love Okinawa.”
Ryou smiled, “I remember going on a trip here with my dad when we first arrived in Japan. It was absolutely breathtaking.”“Still is now.” Yugi said, “The last time we went here was like three years ago. And Yami kept on whining the whole way because he had a bad stomach from eating ikameshi from the crazy-looking vendor.”“I never ate ikameshi again after that.” Yami finished, “Which isn’t fair since Yugi ate some too and he didn’t get sick.”Ryuuji laughed. “Lady Luck never liked you, did she?”“Don’t rub it in.” Yami snapped gloomily.“Someone’s touchy…”Yami glared at him and the green-eyed teen shut up.“Don’t be such a stick in the mud, Yami,” Mai said consolingly, “Things will get better.”Yami’s eyebrow rose. “You’re thinking about the hot cabana boys, aren’t you?”“Naturally.”“I can’t believe I’m friends with you people,” Yami grumbled. “I want friends who can mourn with me!”Ryou patted Yami’s knee. “You tried that the other year remember? The Clichéd Goths scared you.”Yami slammed his head on the window and groaned. “They were too depressing. They were all into the whole slashing and overdose thing.”Yugi grinned. “Good thing you didn’t pick up any of their habits. I don’t want a cutter and a user as a brother. You PMS-ing all the time is bad enough.”“Shut up, Yugi.”The car entered two big, black, metal gates. All around them were trees, flowers, cabanas plus their hot cabana boys, pools and a miniature hotel that looked suspiciously like the Hilton from the states.“Oh My God.” Mai breathed, “Keiko-Obasan rented all…this for the weekend?”Yami nodded nonchalantly. “Half of the resort, I think. She has this guilt thing about missing my first birthday…”Yugi rolled his eyes. “At least that’s what she tells him. Okaa-san just loves showing off her money through her eldest son’s birthdays.”Yami elbowed his brother. “Jealous, imouto?”Yugi turned his nose up in the air. “You wish, Yami. My FOB birthday bash beats this any day.”“You were just lucky that they were in town during your birthday, which also happened to be a weekend.”Ryou laid both his hands on the two Mutou’s shoulders and said, “No fighting, you two. You guys are rich enough without fighting over whose the more spoiled one.”Mai pulled off her sunglasses and said, “In my opinion, both of them have been spoiled way too much.”“Shut it, Mai.” Yami and Yugi snapped.Mai flipped her hair at them and sauntered into the hotel.Ryou sighed. “You shouldn’t get her pissed… you two know better. Remember the last time…”“Yeah, yeah,” Yami muttered grumpily, “Yugi started it.”“Did not!”“Did too!”“Did not!”“Did too!”“Enough!” Ryou exclaimed, “You’re going to drive me crazy. Now, help me drag Ryuuji inside before he makes a pool of saliva out here.”Yugi held back a snicker as they saw Ryuuji standing in the middle of the driveway. His jaw had gone slack and drool was dripping from his mouth to the ground. His eyes were focused on the hot guys and girls everywhere.“Ryuuji,” Yami called, “Your gayness is showing.”“Huh?” Ryuuji mumbled, snapping out of his hottie-induced trance.“Come on,” Ryou said, “We still have to check in.”Ryuuji grabbed his bags from the back of the black Fortuner and followed the three, all the while muttering to himself, “I’m bisexual damnit.”
“We’re here!” Mokuba cheered happily, bouncing all over the place.The receptionist smiled at them and handed them their room cards. “Welcome to Okinawa Beach Resort, Kaiba-sama. The maids of each floor will tend to your needs personally.”
Seto nodded curtly and headed over to the elevators in the marble hallway. He turned around and looked pointedly at Marik, Malik and Hiroto who were too busy watching his little brother chat animatedly with everyone he saw.“Are you coming or would you rather stay here?”Marik rubbed his eyes and asked, “Must he do that? I think my brain hurts.”Seto sighed and rolled his eyes. “Mokuba. Let’s go. The rooms are ready.”The boy grinned. “Yay! Are we on the highest floor? Is our suite overlooking the beach and everything?”“Yes,” Seto replied, pressing the up button beside the elevators. “Now stop acting like a hyperactive child and stay put.”Mokuba pouted and stayed rooted to the spot beside his brother.Hiroto shook his head in amazement. “How you do that I just don’t know.”Seto smirked. “Taking care of him since he was two teaches you how.”The elevator doors slid open and the five teens entered.“And how old is Mokuba now?” Malik asked, pulling his boyfriend behind him.Seto pressed the 15th floor button. “Sixteen.”Marik leaned towards Hiroto’s ear and whispered, “Short-stuff is sixteen?”Malik snickered and tapped Mokuba’s shoulder.“Mokuba?”Mokuba turned around and cocked his head. “Yes?”“Are you a virgin?”Mokuba turned a harsh shade of pink.Seto gave the smaller blond a glare. “Please do not corrupt my brother.”The doors opened again and they all headed to the presidential suite. Seto slid the room card through the doorknob and the door opened. They were met with an immaculately white living room overlooking the beach.Malik elbowed Marik and said, “The blush is a yes. We must teach him our ways.”Seto’s glare went up two notches. “You do that and I’ll throw you out a window.”Malik smiled sultrily at the CEO. “You’re so easy to rile up, Seto dear.”“And you’re just easy.” Seto snapped, “Mokuba, pick any room you want.”Malik rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around Marik’s. “Only to my boyfriend of course.”Hiroto set his bags on the floor and looked around. “Now, now. Your friendly banter so much fun to listen to but I’ve got a better idea on how to spe—”“Seto?”Hiroto’s mouth snapped close. Marik grinned and turned around.“Well, well. What do we have here?”Seto allowed a small smile to show. Katsuya Jonouchi entered the room with a similar smile.“Am I interrupting anything?”Seto’s smile widened. “Nothing at all.”
A note from The Furry Yellow-Striped Koala:And so they arrived at the beach resort where lots of drama and humor shall ensue. I wonder what Yami will do when he finds out that his fiancé is still having rendezvous with his ex-boyfriend… More on that in the following chapters!
A Merry Salutation of the Yuletide Season to you all!Happy reviewing!.Esu-chan. (End type 4:05 PM, December 22, 2007)- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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