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Stinging Beauty	By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16923 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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I promised
a surprise in the previous chappie, and here it is:
This chapter
will be the last one of this story(waits, until howls of outrage and cries of despair
ebb off).
Bwahahahahaaaaa,
that was a joke, and you guy�s fell for it, ne?^^
(Ducks, as
various objects are thrown, aiming for her head) Ok, so you didn�t think that
funny, I get the point� ^^��
The song
completing this chapter is Eurythmics very own �The miracle of love�-I don�t
own anything, wish I did, but I don�t, so no use sueing..!

Enjoy this
endless chapter of romance and remember to review, arigato!^^

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52. One
lonely kiss

How many sorrows
Do you try to hide
In a world of illusion
That's covering your mind?

He couldn�t
remember ever being this nervous.
Outwards
as calm and regal as always, Seto felt the sweat trickle down his neck into his
collar.
And
then his breath caught in his throath, when Katsuya entered and proceeded down
the aisle.
Golden
hair tied back and up in a samurai knot, a few long, loose bangs framing the finely chiseled face and
highlighting the blond�s big brown eyes, high cheekbones and full lips, Katsuya
equaled beauty, passion and pride.
Seto�s
heart was racing, his knees almost gave in, his surroundings, save for the
beautiful blond, dimmed and vanished before his sight, and all of a sudden, he
had to fight the happy tears threathening to quell out of his eyes.

I'll show you something good
Oh I'll show you something
good

He was
beautiful, amazing, breathtaking, enthralling, perfect...Katsuya ran out of
words to praise the tall brunet waiting for him at the altar.
The
traditionally designed wedding kimono gave Seto the appearance of a shogun;
power, honor and dignity enrolled in one.
But it was
the look on his groom�s divine features that made Katsuya want to run up to
Seto, bury himself in this one�s strong arms and never let go.
Instead, he
let his gaze travel over Seto�s silky chestnut hair, perfect nose and strong
chin, paused a moment at the column of his neck and the broad shoulders,
admiring the sliver-blue embroidery on this one�s attire as opposed to his own
gold-red one, the fine silk ornamentation the only difference between their
otherwise identical kimonos.
Coming to
stand next to the brunet, Katsuya faced his groom-and then the world stopped
turning, as their gazes met.
�How did I
ever deserve someone this perfect?� �I could stand here for all eternity,
looking into your eyes and never regret a minute.� �You smell so wonderful,
like an ocean breeze carrying the scent of cherry blossoms on a dewy summer�s
morning.� �Kami, I want to wisk you away to the heavens and make love to you
among the stars you descended from, my beautiful dragon.�

When you open your mind
You'll discover the sign
That there's something
You're longing to find

The soryo�s
polite cough interrupted the to-be-weds� mental intercourse, requesting their
vows.
Both gave a
soft, regretful smile, then Seto commenced:
�All my
life, I had come to believe that things like love and happiness were not meant
for me. I had accepted my fate, prepared to remain lonely, misunderstood and
hated for as long as I live. And then I met you.�
Seto
paused, swallowed hard, then continued:
�From the
very first moment, I was taken by your beauty, your enthralling personality and
positive outlook on life. My-my own insecurities and shortsightedness however,
drove me to treat your kindness with cruelty, and thusly you away from me. I
regret every single minute we wasted fighting, every single time I pushed you
away from me. I would give all I have, if I could go back and righten my
wrongs, but all I can do is spend my every waking moment making you happy and
love you with every single fibre of my heart. I promise to cherish you, come
life or death and past all eternity, Katsuya.�
It was
Katsuya�s turn to blink away tears, and, with a choked sob, he replied:
�For as
long as I can remember, I always felt as if I was unwanted, left out, a burden
to the world. I have been chasing and fighting for acceptance, equality and
affection since I was born, never finding what I sought. And then you came into
my life, and I knew, I had found somebody who felt and shared my pain and
loneliness, who understood me. A soulmate.
Sadly
enough, between my wounded pride and fear of rejection, I failed to see the
hurt I caused you with my inconsiderate behaviour. And while it is beyond my
power to turn back the hands of time, you have my word, that I will remain true
to you, no matter what, and that nothing will ever drive me away from you. The
day I stop loving you is the day I die, and not even death itself can kill my
love for you. Aishteru, Seto. Itsumademo.�
Katsuya
gazed longingly into his groom�s azure eyes-and then Seto started crying.
Openly,
mutely, unashamed; silver pearls ran over the brunet�s cheeks and mingled with
the sake, when he drank three sips from the first bowl the priest handed him.
His koi was
no better off, the blond weeped quietly, as he nipped from his second bowl.
There was a
short pause, as they were handed each their third bowl.
After the
last of the following three sips, there would be no turning back.
They would
be officially and legally married.
A smile, a
indiscernable bow-the first sip.
A cocked
brow, a knowing smirk-the second drink.
Gold held
azure, sparks of lust dancing in their eyes-and then the sake wet their lips,
danced across their tongues, run down their throaths-and sealed their bond.
Honda
breathed a sigh of relief, as he walked up to the newly-weds and handed them
their engagement rings on a small, black cushion; the silver bands had been
decorated with a simple line of gold, and the kanji of their wedding date added
next to their names.
Katsuya
picked Seto�s ring off the pillow and placed it on the same digit it had been
resting on for the past months and would now remain for good.
Smiling, he
offered his hanamouko* his own hand, and Seto wasted no time slipping the ring
onto Katsuya�s finger.
And then
Seto lay his arm around Katsuya�s waist, pulled the blond close and gave him
the sweetest, softest, most loving kiss ever.

The miracle of love
Will take away your pain
When the miracle of love
Comes your way again

It would
have been impossible to keep the press out.
So Seto had
chosen a few priced journalists to attend the wedding, minimum equipment of
course, and stacked them in a secluded area of the shrine, heavily guarded by
his security.
Needless to
say, the event was aired live, and all over the country people witnessed Kaiba
Seto guetting married to one Jounouchi Katsuya.
In her
empty house, Kawai-san watched the ceremony with a mixture of loss, grief,
anger, disgust-and jealousy.
When the
cameras focused on the crying CEO, centred on her first-born�s beaming face and
then swerved over to the cheering Shizuka, Mokuba, Honda and Yugi-tachi, she
couldn�t take it anymore.
Breaking
down, Kawai-san sobbed, tears flowing freely, as she remembered a different
life, a different her, receiving that loving gaze, emitting that cherished
glow, pleading endless love, all those years ago�

Cruel is the night
That covers up your fears.
Tender is the one
That wipes away your tears.

Domino City
Prison, the recreation room, mere moments later:
�Whodda
thought, they�d tie the knot?�
�Yeah, but
y� gotta admit, the blond�s cute!�
�No
argument there. Although the name�s somewhat familiar��
�So desu,
you. Hey, Jounouchi, ain�t that yer boy?�
The bulky
man at the far-off table cast a hatefull glare at the screen, where Kaiba was
busy kissing his eldest offspring, then returned his attention back on the
novel he was reading, and snarled:
�I have no
son.�
The other shuujin knew better than to tread
on their fellow inmate�s sore spot.
However, a
pair of cold, grey-brown eyes settled on the elder Jounouchi with sudden
interest.
Inside a
cunning brain, a devious plan took form.

There must be a bitter breeze
To make you sting so
viciously -
They say the greatest coward
Can hurt the most ferociously

�Kami,
Seto, harder, harder!� begged Katsuya.
�Oh, gods,
you�re going to kill me!� groaned the brunet, as he pounded into his
husband, who was pinned between him and the wall.
Luckily,
the bathroom of the president�s suite on the penthouse floor of the Kochi
Shiawase# Grand Hotel had a spacious shower, otherwise their sexual intermezzo
would have been quiet-incomfortable.
�We-gotta-huh-hurry-the
others-might get-oh gods, Seto!�
Katsuya�s
release rushed Seto�s orgasm, both men screamed in bliss, before the brunet
slumped to the floor, exhausted, cradling the blond in his arms.
Water
poured over them, washing away sweat and semen, until Katsuya moaned:
�Come on,
we have to hurry, aibou. The others are waiting for us, and we still got to
change.�

But I'll show you something
good
Oh I'll show you something
good

�Where are
they?� whispered Anzu, even as Yugi cast nervous glances towards the main entry
of the hotel�s ballroom.
�Shirimasen,�
confessed Shizuka,� maybe they got stuck in the elevator, or something.�
�Oh, they
sure got stuck somewhere� muttered Mokuba under his breath, and Honda
nodded enthusiastically.
Mai, Otogi,
Ryou and Gokasho merely sweatdropped, even as Muutou-san and Yukuri exchanged
knowing glances.

If you open your heart
You can make a new start
When your crumbling world
falls
Apart

Dinner saw
the couple in casual, yet sexy suits, laughing and joking and enjoying
themselves.
They made a
big show feeding each other with their favourite dishes and fighting over the
last Dim Sum, although the ma�tre d�assured them-repeatedly-there were more
than enough waiting in the kitchen.

The miracle of love
Will take away your pain
When the miracle of love
Comes your way again

Boredly,
Mokuba played with a forgotten peanut, before flicking it across the table and
asking:
�Just�how
long does it take for one to put on a tuxedo?�
It was a
rhethorical question, and the caterers merely studied the floor, no one really
wanting to think about it.

The miracle of love
Will take away your pain
When the miracle of love
Comes your way again

It was hard
to describe, the way they danced, almost floated, across the floor.
Red and
blue, black and white, Seto and Katsuya had drifted to their own little heaven,
the long-tailed tuxedos in their signature colors fitting them perfectly.
The blond
was lost in his husband�s blue eyes and the music, until he felt Seto�s arm
move from his waist southwards and a strong hand groping his white-clad rear.
�Seto,�
growled Katsuya dangerously, trying to fight down the blush creeping to his
face, �you have three seconds to remove your hand from my ass to where it
belongs, otherwise�!�
�Otherwise what?�
purred the brunet in the black suit, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
�Otherwise
all of Japan will get a live demonstration of how loud Kaiba Seto can scream
when being screwed senseless.�
The limb
returned to Katsuya�s waist, even as Seto mumbled something unintelligible
about tight dress pants�

The miracle of love(must take
a miracle)
Will take away your pain(must
take a miracle)
When the miracle of love(must
take a miracle)
Comes your way again(must
take a miracle)

Before
handing out the presents, Katsuya and Seto had switched back into traditional
kimonos, more colorful and less formal than the ones they wore for the
ceremony, but no less elegant.
Seto had
been in charge of the presents, Katsuya had given him a list of things he knew
or thought their friends and family wanted, and the CEO had spent an almost
perverted sum of money on fulfilling every last wish.
After
saying good-night, respectively good-bye to their guests and the reporters, the
couple demurely walked back to their suite, trying to keep up a certain amount
of modesty and reign over their hormones.

On the
security tape, however, Kaiba could be seen dishelving and positively molesting
his husband, right before they stumbled into their room and the door shut
closed behind them.

The miracle of love(must take
a miracle)
Will take away your pain(must
take a miracle)
When the miracle of love(must take a
miracle)
Comes your way again

��
o-0 I didn�t
realize, the chapter was that long..!
It was not
so easy to collect informations about the traditional japanese wedding ceremony,
save for the three times three sips of sake, the changing of clothes and the
fact, that the couple hands out presents to the guests, who in return give them
money, I found only few details on the event. Hope, I didn�t mix it up too
bad..!^^
Oh, btw,
Kochi is both a town and prefecture on Shikoku.

* Jap: bridegroom
# jap:
happiness
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