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Katsuya's Adventures in Wonderland

Lemonade—Not So Easy, Actually

Katsuya hadn't really believed Yuugi when he'd said that Ka—Seto would behave. He was surprised, however, when he went to the dining room to have breakfast the next morning and didn't receive any lewd comments. He eyed the brunet for a moment suspiciously. When he found the older boy merely gazing back, raising an eyebrow expectantly, he sat down, pleased with the fact that—though he was still wearing panties with ruffles on them—he was wearing pants and a shirt.

The pants were different, more like a pair of shorts with legs attached to them by a belt. But, they were cute, if he didn't dwell on it too long. And they were pants.He'd also been given a powder blue t-shirt, and a mesh tank top to put over it. As always, his Converse were faithfully on his feet.

And he could see Seto drooling, dying to say something. He sort of wished he would, actually, because he felt a little self-conscious, and having some flattery would help. But then the brunet was looking away, the bright sparkle in his eyes going dull, and he murmured a listless 'good morning, Katsuya.'

Wrong. Wrong wrong wrong.

Even Mokuba looked alarmed by this change.

Halfway through breakfast had the brunet looking at him and opening his mouth, as if to say something. Katsuya leaned forward expectantly, desperate to hear something—anything—from his mouth, but then the older boy closed his mouth, sighed, and looked away again.

Katsuya hated to admit it, but… he sort of missed the old Seto. At least with that Seto, they had a chance of having a decent conversation. How were they supposed to have a conversation if Seto couldn't spit anything out? This happened a few more times before Seto finally gave up, letting his head slam onto the table with a defeated thud.

The blond frowned and brought a hand up to nervously play with his hair, casting around for a neutral topic, then smiled brightly. "So! How are Kisara and the wild dragon getting along?"

Seto looked up at him for a moment, then smiled a little. "Fine. They're squabbling over where to put the egg, but they agree to shoo the stable hands away when they try to put the egg with the others. They want to take care of their own egg."

"Oh, good." The blond tilted his head, then smiled again. "I think his name is Akai."

"…How do you figure?" Both royals raised their eyebrows.

Katsuya scratched the back of his head. "Well, he mumbled a lot, but I think I remember hearing that Akai was his name." When the two just blinked at him, he scowled and crossed his arms, huffing. "Fine, never mind then."

"…So Princess Shizuka said she wanted to meet Katsuya," Mokuba stated, turning to look at the brunet as if nothing had occurred. "She said she wanted to meet what could possibly be her 'sister-in-law.' So she's coming by today."

"Shizuka-! Sister-in-law!" The blond was horrified, and didn't know which subject to tackle first. His sister was a princess but wasn't his sister? Shizuka didn't know him? And what was this about a sister-in-law? He wasn't married to either Kaiba and he wasn't a girl—

"…Did Seto not tell you that he wants you as his wife?" the younger boy asked after a few moments, puzzled. "I mean… Seriously. He doesn't just have sex. He wishes he did sometimes, but he doesn't." His brows furrowed together. "Did he really not tell you that he planned to marry you?"

Katsuya jerked his head back to the brunet just in time to see his head meet the table again. "And when were you planning on telling me that, you bastard!"

Seto peeked up at him, having the good grace to blush a little. "…Eventually…"

"And you're telling me that she's coming today to meet me even though I had no idea I was being 'courted' or 'wooed' or what-the-hell-ever by this bastard!"

"Um… Yes," Mokuba replied, deciding that being honest would be easier than trying to make up an excuse. "She'll be here for tea. I… I'm gonna go look up a good lemonade recipe," he added, standing.

The blond had a hard time understanding that more than anything else. "…A what recipe?"

Sighing, Seto sat up straight, running a hand through his hair wearily. He just knew that he was going to get it from the blond later on. "Princess Shizuka prefers lemonade over tea. We have yet to find a good lemonade recipe. She always spits it back out before she can swallow it; it's either too sour or too sweet."

"You just put in—Oh my Gawd." Rolling his eyes in pity, Katsuya stood as well. "Come on. I'll teach you. I swear, you must be making it more difficult than it really is."

"You know how to make lemonade?" Mokuba asked hopefully, then looked up at his brother adoringly, as if to say, 'This should be your wife and you should never let him go!'

"Yeah, it's not that hard." He placed his hands on his hips and raised a brow. "Is one of you going to show me to the kitchen, or did you expect me to make it out of thin air?"

"Oh. …Right."

The blond rolled his eyes and followed them toward the kitchen, shaking his head in exasperation. These two were truly hopeless; they needed every bit of help they could get. "Does she like pink lemonade? Because I know a good pink lemonade recipe too—"

"Oh thank God!" Mokuba cried, spinning around to hug him tightly. "It's her favorite but she said to focus on regular lemonade before we tried to do pink!"

Katsuya blinked for a moment, stunned, before frowning and patting him on the head. "Um… You know, for lemonade, you need six cups of lemon juice, six cups of cold water, and a cup of sugar, right? I mean… All you do is start with water and toss in some lemon juice and sugar until it doesn't taste too sweet or sour while keeping both parts lemon and water equal."

"There's a reason we have other people cook for us," Seto replied, pushing the door to the kitchen open and allowing the other boys inside first. "I didn't actually think it was possible to burn water until Mokuba and I succeeded at doing so."

"You really—No, no, I don't want to know," the blond sighed, then frowned and looked around. Realizing that there was too much food and too many pots, pans, and pitchers to even begin to wander through, he gently tapped a blue kangaroo on the shoulder, smiling politely when it turned its attention to him. "Hello. Would you mind getting some things together for me so I can show their highnesses how to make pink lemonade?"

The kangaroo raised its brows in surprise, but then it nodded, waiting patiently for the list. "Yes, sir."

"Thanks. I'd like some pitchers, water, grenadine syrup, lemons, and sugar, please. And, um… could you gather a lot? I have a feeling we're going to need it…" he added softly, just so the two royals couldn't hear.

The kangaroo smiled and nodded again before hopping off to gather said supplies.

Smiling, Katsuya turned back to the two other humans and clapped his hands together. "Okay! So I'm going to teach you guys how to make it, and then you're going to make your own!" When they only met this information with blank stares, he scowled and placed his hands on his hips. "How do you expect to woo her if you don't show you care about her enough to make it for her? That's going to be what will earn you points! It won't matter if it even tastes good or not, as long as you tried!"

"And why should we believe that?" Mokuba asked suspiciously, crossing his arms.

The blond huffed and crossed his arms as well, turning his back on them. "Well if you don't want to trust me then fine. Never mind that I can speak from experience because of my female friends or my little sister, or my own personal preference, which is basically the same as theirs because I'm not some rude bitch—"

"It sounds wonderful, Katsuya," Seto cut in, a regretful frown forming on his face. "And I'd love to join you for the lesson—God knows I need to learn to be able to makesomething without blowing up the stove—but I've got papers I need to attend to. Apparently some of the crops aren't doing well on the outskirts of the kingdom and—" He cut himself off as the blond got directly in his face, suddenly fearing for his life.

Katsuya narrowed his eyes at him, hands back on his hips, as he tried to see whether the brunet was telling the truth or making an excuse. After a few more moments, he leaned back, crossing his arms in a huff. "Fine, but you better be there for tea! And if I find out you're lying, I'm going to kick your ass from here to Timbuktu!" Seeing that the kangaroo had returned—along with a marigold-colored swan—with the needed ingredients, he turned to help them set the things up on the counter.

The two brothers glanced at each other in confusion, softly questioning, "…Timbuktu?"

.-.-.-.-.-.

"…Oh my God. Mokuba's making something? And he's not leaving the kitchen in ruins?"

Mokuba shot the intruder a dirty look, taking his eyes off of the measuring spoon and syrup he was holding. "Shut up, Oto—Shit!" He groaned as the spoon overflowed and his third try at pink lemonade turned a dark pink—too dark. "Oh, man!"

"No, no, it's okay," Katsuya cut in, stirring the mixture, then turned a scowl on the black haired-boy whom he'd been sort of glad he hadn't seen at all during his visit. "And just what the fuck are you?"

Otogi blinked, then smirked, his cat ears twitching as his tail began to swing from side to side. "Never seen a tomcat before, babe?"

"If you call me babe one more time I'm going to rip your fucking ears out," the blond hissed; ever since the occasion in the real world when he'd been forced into a dog suit, he and Otogi had never really gotten along. Having this Otogi hitting on him really pissed him off.

The feline seemed aware of this fact and chuckled nervously, holding his hands up defensively. "Hey, no need to get so riled; I was just kidding."

"…This is the guy Seto's trying to woo into being his wife," Mokuba explained grudgingly. He was still annoyed. That batch of lemonade had looked so promising!

Katsuya took a sip of the lemonade, then made a small face. "Mmn, too pink."

This seemed to interest the other older teen, and he stepped forward to give the lemonade a curious sniff. "My Honda likes his lemonade pinker than most people. May I try it?"

Otogi's Honda? …Wouldn't the real-world Honda have loved that?

Sighing, the blond allowed him to take a sip, tilting his head as the feline took a few minutes smacking his lips and testing a few more sips. "…Well?"

"Yeah, I think Honda will like it," Otogi finally replied, looking up at him. "You don't mind if I take this, right? Honda's busy looking after the kittens, so I'll have to take it to him."

"Kittens?" The human was nearly beside himself. "When did-?"

The raven-haired teen's chest swelled with pride. "Three perfect little kittens; two boys and one girl. Three weeks ago. Honda's been a real trooper, and the perfect mama."

…This version of Wonderland was just too fucking weird. Katsuya swore that if any of his other friends got pregnant, he was finding a way to make himself wake up as soon as possible.

Otogi waved, looking more cheerful than when he'd arrived. "Well, I'll take this and go then. I'd actually come for some cake, but I'm sure Honda will like this treat a lot better. We'll bring the kittens to visit soon!"

"Glad I could help," Mokuba mumbled, sitting down on a stool in discouragement. "I'm never going to be able to make this, Katsuya."

Katsuya sighed and crossed his arms, frowning. "You would've gotten it right if Otogi hadn't interrupted. Just give it another try, okay?" he asked softly, reaching out to give the younger boy's shoulder a squeeze. "Come on, Mokuba; you're not doing that badly."

"But I am doing badly!" the younger boy retorted angrily, standing up and jerking away from him. "I should just face the facts that destiny doesn't want me to have Princess Shizuka and realize that she's meant for Prince Insector!"

The blond's eye twitched. Prince Insector? As in Haga Inesctor? Mokuba was going to leave his sweet, innocent little sister to be groped and raped by that… that pervert bug kid with glasses way too big for his FACE? Because of some stupid LEMONADE?

Mokuba yelped as the older boy caught the lapels of his shirt and yanked him closer until they were face to face, golden eyes glowing with anger. "K-K-Katsuya?"

"It's. Lemonade," Katsuya hissed, nearly growling at the prince in fury. "You're getting upset over lemonade. Giving up because of lemonade, Mokuba?"

Hearing it like that did make it sound sort of silly… Blushing a little, the younger boy reached up to grab the blond's hands. "J-just calm down, Katsuya! I'm okay now; I'll try again!"

"You're damned right you're going to try again," the older boy snarled, releasing him to stumble against the counter. "And you're going to keep trying until your freaking lemonade is perfect! You got me?"

Mokuba nodded quickly, eyes wide, before he hurriedly moved to make another pitcher. "Yes, sir."

Katsuya took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. When that didn't work, he sighed and turned to leave. "Mokuba, I'm going on a walk. I'll be back to check on you in fifteen minutes."

"O-okay."

Considering that the only places he could really navigate were the dining hall and the garden, Katsuya thought it was a no-brainer and went out into the garden. He was surprised, however, when he got to the roses and found Seto already there. Ducking back behind a bush quickly, he scowled, believing that the brunet was just skipping out on a cooking lesson, but it quickly faded to a frown when he saw the sad expression on the other boy's face. …Well, he didn't want to be found out, and he was certain that if he went for the door again, Seto would surely see him, so he set himself down for some serious accidental eavesdropping.

Seto sighed quietly and gently traced the edges of one of the sundowner blossom's petals, then gently plucked it off and went to go sit down on the stone bench where he'd spanked his intended. Leaning his elbows on his knees, he inspected the flower, then went back to tracing the edges of its petals. "You know, I don't think I'll ever marry."

Katsuya jumped as the brunet was answered by a confused whine, then looked up, shocked to find the wild dragon—Akai, as he'd dubbed him—sitting just outside the garden, head peeking up above some hedges. He'd been the one to answer the brunet.

The king looked up at him and smiled sadly. "I know Katsuya's a wonderful person. You don't need to tell me that." His smile, which had been so painful to begin with, began to fade into a bitter frown. "He said he thought you mumbled that your name was Akai. So that's what I'll call you, okay?"

Akai whined his agreement, unsure of why the man looked so sad.

Seto looked down at the flower still held in his hand. "…I… I just want someone to care for, and to care for me. But I don't think Katsuya's that person. He… he needs someone better for him." When the dragon keened in disapproval, the brunet smirked bitterly and looked up at him. "Please, Akai. I've already alienated him with my dirty talking. When I did have the chance to get closer to him this morning, I had to decline because I had paperwork. I don't want to have to do that to him after we marry. So I just won't marry at all. Katsuya will find someone better, and I'll just drown my sorrows and regret in some sort of drink."

The dragon scowled then, and snorted out some smoke.

"I know, I know. Horrible habit." Standing, the brunet gave the rose one last look, then let his hand fall to his side as he looked up at the black dragon. "Fine. I'll do something else. But it's not my fault if that something else is worse than alcoholism."

Katsuya watched in horror as the rose slipped from the king's fingers, and then he turned and walked away, toward the door leading into the castle, without a second glance to the fallen flower. He'd had no idea Seto felt that way. He'd understood—kings had duties, so he couldn't be having fun all the time. He'd just had no idea he'd felt so… guilty about it.

…Perhaps he'd had Seto figured all wrong.

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Katsuya hadn't been particularly homesick yet. All of his friends had been in Wonderland—even if he didn't get to see them often—but he felt a pang of homesickness as soon as Princess Shizuka, his adorable little sister, stepped out into the garden to have 'tea' with them. He'd stood to give her a hug, but when she merely eyed him as he began out of his seat, instead of coming at him ready to glomp, his heart had broken. This Shizuka didn't know him. His baby sister wasn't his baby sister here.

Seto frowned as he saw tears well up in the blond's eyes, but then they were gone, carefully masked behind a bright smile as he stood and offered the strawberry-blonde his hand. "Katsuya…?"

"It's a pleasure meeting you, Princess." The blond smiled, trying to keep the tears out of his smile and voice.

Shizuka smiled as well. "Please, call me Shizuka."

"Okay, Shizuka."

Once they were all introduced and all settled with a glass of pink lemonade, the fell into easy conversation—most of which Katsuya didn't care for. It was kingdom-ish stuff, like taxes, or lands, or how to deal with the people of their kingdoms. He found it boring quite fast, and so he sat back in his seat, sipped his lemonade, and pondered just what exactly he was going to yell at Seto later for planning on marrying him and trying to court him without actually telling him he was going to court him. Seriously, he had made it seem just like sex, but he was actually thinking about commitment! What the hell, man?

"Katsuya, are you okay? You look angry," Shizuka stated hesitantly, frowning.

Katsuya narrowed his eyes and looked up at Seto. "'m fine. Just thinking about something I want to say to Seto later."

The younger couple had to take a double-take. Was… was Seto sweating a little? And looking nervous?

Smiling sweetly, the blond sat up straight, resting his drink in his lap. "So! What do you think of the lemonade, Shizuka?"

Blinking at the abrupt change, it took her a moment before she smiled again and nodded. "It's very good! I really hadn't expected anything this nice!"

"Yeah, and it only took Mokuba five tries!" Katsuya added, and grinned madly when the raven-haired teen blushed and glared at him.

Shizuka gasped in surprise, then turned toward him, blushing as well. "You made this, Mokuba? That's so sweet!" And, in a typical 'Jounouchi' fashion (she was formerly a Jounouchi before she and her mother changed their names to Kawai), threw her arms around the prince's neck to plant a kiss on his cheek.

"See? What'd I tell you?" the blond answered, smiling to himself as he sank back in his seat. "And you didn't want to believe me!"

"…You're right," Seto stated softly, unable to help a smile, then reached out to brush his fingers against the smaller teen's cheek.

Katsuya blushed a little and looked down at his lap again, reaching up to catch the brunet's hand. Feeling the hand stiffen, he smiled slightly and closed his eyes, lacing fingers with him. "It would be nice if you admitted it more often."

The brunet blinked in surprise, then smiled and leaned back in his seat, lifting their hands to kiss the back of the other boy's before letting them hand between them. "I'll keep that in mind," he replied, letting his eyes drift closed as well.

Shizuka and Mokuba glanced at each other, then tried to smother their giggles before they could disturb the older boys.

Katsuya would miss this. He'd miss being so companionable with Seto. So he'd savor it while he could.

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Katsuya blinked in surprise, then smiled. "Hey, Yuugi. Hiding from Yami again?"

Yuugi shrugged and looked up him, smiling a little. "I see you're getting along with Seto better."

"Yeah. He's actually pretty nice when he's not being a totally perverted bastard," the blond replied, walking over to the bed while stripping off his shirt and mesh top.

"Jounouchi!

The blond let out a yelp as something collided with his waist, then turned in confusion. "Hey— Ryou!"

"You're not supposed to be here!" The albino rabbit nibbled his bottom lip nervously, then looked up at him. "We need to get you out of here as soon as possible!"

"But… why?" Katsuya asked in confusion. He did want to go home, but he wanted to spend a little more time with Seto.

Ryou sprang back, eyes wide in horror. "Are you insane?" He began flailing his arms about frantically as his legs got him pacing the room. "If you become too attached to us here, you'll want to stay here, which means you'll never wake up in your world, which means you'll fall into a coma there, which means you'll stay asleep there as you live your life here until you die here, then you'll die in the real world, and then your real versions of us will never know what happened! You'll just have fallen asleep and never woken up! They'll worry! They'll panic! They'll be in pain!"

The blond frowned. "Wait, so what are you saying?"

"You need to go home!" the younger boy shouted, spinning toward him. "As soon as possible."

Katsuya flinched back, then bit his bottom lip and looked down at his feet. "…I… I want to say goodbye t' Seto first. Please?"

Ryou sighed, then nodded slowly. "Fine. Tomorrow night, you go home. I'll be waiting in here for you."

"Okay."

Yuugi frowned and tilted his head, finally making himself part of the conversation. "What are you guys talking about?"

The blond smiled sadly. "It's a long story. Ryou will explain it to you tomorrow, after I'm gone."

The feline didn't look happy, but he nodded. "Okay."

Ryou sighed again, then looked at him and jerked his head. "Let's go, Yuugi. I think Jounouchi wants to be alone."

"…Okay…" Yuugi paused, then turned and gave the blond a tight hug. "I'll be here tomorrow night to say goodbye, too!"

Katsuya hugged him back just as tight, fighting to keep his tears in check. It was for the best. Really. He needed to get back to his real friends, no matter how much he liked everyone here in Wonderland.

No matter how much the voice he tried to ruthlessly squash whispered how being married to Seto wouldn't be so bad.

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Seto smiled vaguely and flexed his fingers, still remembering the feel of having the blond's hand clasped in his. He liked holding hands with him. His smile began to fade, however, when he remembered the expression on Katsuya's face when he met Shizuka. He'd looked so sad, so… broken. He felt his heart twinge at the reminder of the expression.

He'd have to talk to Katsuya about that tomorrow at dinner. Unfortunately, he'd be going through the kingdom to check on some things, leaving the blond on his own for most of the day. He only hoped it wouldn't piss the other boy off.
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