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It’s My Secret to
Keep
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Six – Naiou
“What are
you doing here, Mokuba?” I ask shaking the water from my hair.
“I followed
you,” says Mokuba, “You didn’t look happy when you left our place. What
happened between you and my brother?”
“Get
straight to the point, don’t you?” I ask.
“Okay,
fine…” says Mokuba, “You should get out of those wet clothes before you catch a
cold.”
“Maybe I
deserve to catch a cold.”
“Would you
like me to step outside while you change?” asks Mokuba noticing my obvious
blush.
I open the
door again.
Mokuba
slips out, and I close the door.
I grab my
bag and pull out a pair of ragged jeans and a torn T-shirt. I shed all of my
clothes and quickly pull on the dry fabric, neglecting the need for underwear.
Once I’m high and dry, I open the door for Mokuba to come back in.
Mokuba
blushes as he reenters my dressing room. “You work with some strange people,
Joey. Or would you prefer I call you Jono while I’m here?”
“Who told
you that name?” I ask sitting down on the edge of my bed.
“I won’t
tell your secret if you don’t tell mine.”
“Agreed.”
Mokuba
takes a deep breath. “I saw you. I know your secret, Joey. I was out there in
the club, watching you sing. And I heard you at the carnival! You’re Jojo
Wheels!”
I stare at
Mokuba.
“Tell me!”
orders Mokuba.
“Yes… yes,
I am!” I exclaim.
Mokuba
nods.
“But no one
can know! Not even Seto!” I demand.
“So… what
are you? Are you a boy or a girl? Were you cross dressing back then, when we
knew you at the orphanage, or are you cross dressing now?” asks Mokuba.
“Okay,
Mokie, you know that I told your brother I can’t love him because he’s gay and
I’m not?” I reply as I pull Mokuba down onto the bed beside me.
“Yeah. I
remember,” says Mokuba.
“Well… I’m
not gay because I am a woman, but I do love him,” I say, “And you can’t tell
him!”
“I won’t!”
exclaims Mokuba, “But you should tell him! He has been searching for Jojo ever
since we left the orphanage! He loves you! Then finally when he decides that
he’ll never see Jojo again, and he opens his heart to someone new… it’s you!
And you turn out to be the person he’s loved all along!”
I take a
deep breath and nod my head. “I will tell him… even though I thought he would
be smart enough to figure it out on his own. He was always so very smart,
Mokie. He could have figured out what happened to me… or I don’t know, maybe he
believed the lie… The lie that I died.”
“Tell him,
Jojo.” Mokuba smiles at me. “He’ll still love you.”
I close my
eyes and fall backwards to halfway lie on my bed. I sigh.
A long time
ago, when we were all still a family, we lived beside an orphanage where two
young brothers lived. Serenity and I would always play with them. We knew them
as Mokie and Set. They knew us as Siren and Jojo. One day, I kissed Set and
told him I loved him before Siren and I went home. I told my mom about my
feelings towards Set, and she was angry. She called me a slut. That was the day
we moved away from the house beside the orphanage. That was the day I gave up
my dresses and started to turn into a fine young gentleman. I didn’t want to
turn into the slut she already thought I was.
My family
stayed together in a different house for only a few months before mom took
Serenity away from me. I have never forgiven her. I worked to pretend I was a
boy, making everyone believe. I refused to let that boy, Seto Shinato, be the
end of me. I refused to let myself become what my mother thought. I was
determined to prove her wrong. I joined a gang and toughened up my image, but
all the while I was keeping track of Seto and Mokuba. I wanted to know who they
became. I still had feelings for Seto, and I knew from her letters that
Serenity still cared very much for Mokuba. So when I learned that Gozaburo
Kaiba adopted them, I wished them all the happiness in the world. I was
surprised though when I first met Seto Kaiba. He was nothing like the Set I
remembered. As events unfolded and I got to know him better, that puppy love I
had felt for him when we were younger grew much deeper into the full-blown love
I feel for him now. I love Seto Kaiba, but I can never have him.
“That’s
what ‘repeat Jo’ means, isn’t it?” asks Mokuba, “It really means ‘Jojo’, but
it’s your special way of saying it because you’re pretending to be a boy.”
“That’s
exactly right,” I say, “Siren and I don’t really know much sign language. We
know a little though, and we use that as a way for her to still call me Jojo
because she can’t say it aloud. She’s been trying to help me keep up this
disguise of being a boy.”
“Why do you
do it?” asks Mokuba.
“It’s
complicated. I’ll try to explain it to you another time, I promise.”
Mokuba lies
down beside me and looks into my eyes. “Jojo… Seto and I have missed you a
lot!”
I pull
Mokuba into an embrace.
Mokuba
smiles at me. “So why are you here? Have you eaten already? Is it time for you
to go to work?”
“Um…
actually, I ran away from home and I’ll be staying here for awhile until I get
my own place. I have a friend who’s letting me housesit for him,” I say, “So
I’ll have a place to stay at least.”
“Have you
eaten?” asks Mokuba.
“No. I went
over to talk to Seto early so that I could ask him if I could stay with you
guys until after the tournament,” I say, “but things happened, and then I just
couldn’t ask him.”
“Come on!
You can take me home and we can have dinner together!” exclaims Mokuba.
My cell
phone rings, and I pull it out of my jacket pocket. “Jo.”
“Hey, you!”
exclaims Serenity on the other end.
“Siren!” I
exclaim happily, “Are you coming to watch the tournament?”
“Actually…
that’s why I called. Mom said I couldn’t come…”
“Shit!”
“So I ran
away!” exclaims Serenity, “Can you come by the train station to pick me up,
Jojo?”
“You’re at
the train station now?” I ask with wide eyes.
“Yes, I
am,” says Serenity.
“I’m on my
way, Siren! And I’m bringing Mokie. He knows the truth about me being Jojo!” I
exclaim, “We’ll be there soon! Just watch yourself okay?”
“Will do,
big sister!”
I hang up
the cell phone and tuck it into my pants pocket. “Come on, Mokie. Siren’s at
the train station!”
“Grab your
stuff,” says Mokuba, “and give me the cell! I’ll call for a limo to meet us at
the train station. You and Serenity can stay with Seto and me at the mansion!”
“I couldn’t
ask you to do that!” I exclaim climbing to my feet and pulling on a leather
jacket.
Mokuba
stands up and glares at me. “You didn’t ask me! I offered! And I refuse to take
no for an answer, Jojo Wheels! I want to do this for Siren as much as for you!
I had a crush on her when we were at the orphanage together, and I like her
just as much now!”
I smile.
“You know. I would approve if she said she wanted to date you.”
“Thanks,”
says Mokuba, “Now let’s get you moved into the mansion!”
I pass the
cell phone to Mokuba, and I grab my book bag and suitcase. “Let’s go.”
Mokuba opens
the door and then he follows me out to Hourglass while he makes the call to his
limo driver.
I blush as
I look at Hourglass. “I guess I will be staying with that friend after all,
Hourglass. I’ll catch you later, okay?”
Hourglass
smiles and pulls me close. “Don’t you go letting him fuck you unless you want
to be devoted to him for the rest of your life, you hear?”
I nod.
Hourglass
opens the door for Mokuba and I to leave, and he hands Mokuba the umbrella that
the young Kaiba deposited with him earlier.
Mokuba
heads out before I do. He smiles at me as we hail a taxi to take us to the
train station. “So… you love my brother?”
“Yes,
Mokie. I love Set. I fell in love with him a long time ago, back when we had
played together as children,” I say helping him into the taxi and passing him
one of my bags. I sit down beside him with my other bag in my lap. I nod to the
driver. “Train station, please.”
“You have
to tell him how you feel.”
“Let’s
discuss it later… with Siren.”
“Okay!”
The cab
arrives at the train station at the same time as a long white limousine.
Mokuba and
I hop out of the taxi, and I pass the driver a bill before heading to the limo
with the energetic youth and dropping my luggage in the trunk. Then we hurry
inside the station.
“Joey!”
calls Serenity as soon as she sees me. She runs towards me with her suitcase in
hand. She drops it a few feet from me and jumps into my arms.
I laugh
happily as I spin Serenity around in my arms. “It feels like forever since I
saw you last!”
“It was only
a few weeks!” exclaims Serenity laughing happily at me.
“I know,
but it feels like longer.” I set Serenity down.
Mokuba
grabs Serenity’s hand. He blushes slightly. “I’ve missed you, too, Siren. I’ve
missed you for a long time. It’s great to finally see you again!”
Serenity
smiles and blushes as she pulls Mokuba into a long embrace. “Mokie! I’ve missed
you too! Mokie, Siren, and Jojo! Together again! At long last!”
My eyes
start to water as I pull both Mokuba and Serenity into my arms.
“I love
you, Jojo!” exclaims Serenity.
“I love
you, Siren! I love you!” I exclaim.
“Come on!
Let’s go back to the mansion,” says Mokuba moving out of my arms and grabbing
up Serenity’s suitcase.
“Mansion?”
asks Serenity looking at me curiously.
“You guys
are going to be staying with Seto and me!” exclaims Mokuba smiling, “Just for a
little while, I guess. I insist!”
“Come on!”
I exclaim grabbing both of them by the arm and pulling them out of the train
station.
Mokuba
tosses Serenity’s suitcase into the trunk before we all climb into the back of
the limo, and it takes off to return us all to the Kaiba mansion.
Serenity
looks at me happily and gently takes Mokuba’s hand.
“If you
want to date him, Serenity, it’s fine by me.” I smile.
“Really?”
asks Serenity with wide, hopeful eyes.
“Really!” I
exclaim, “You have my blessing if you want to date Mokuba! You know that! I
gave you my blessing a long time ago!”
“Thank you,
big brother!” exclaims Serenity hugging me quickly.
I chuckle
as Serenity releases me in favor of hugging Mokuba close to her.
“I wonder
if Seto will be so nice!” exclaims Mokuba holding Serenity to him.
“I’ll sweet
talk him into it if he objects too much,” I say.
“Really?”
asks Mokuba with a sly wink to Serenity.
“How would
you do that, big brother?” asks Serenity.
I start
blushing.
“So… how do
you want to tell my brother that you’re in love with him?” asks Mokuba, “Oh,
and that you’re actually Jojo, and are a girl! I think he’s gotten used to the
idea of having male on male sex!”
I shake my
head.
“Because if
you don’t have any ideas, then I do,” says Mokuba.
“Do I dare
ask?” I groan.
“Seto is
allowing me to hire some entertainment for the final day of the new
tournament,” explains Mokuba, “and I was thinking that maybe you could sing,
Joey. We could choose songs that would help you to portray everything you want
to say.”
“If anyone
is going to know that I’m female, everyone will know,” I say, “but it will
change everything. You realize that, don’t you? I won’t be Joey anymore.” And
I’ll lose everything I have. I lied to obtain it all, and when the truth comes
out, I will lose it.
“I missed
having a big sister, but if you were to return to being that, I would miss
having a big brother too,” says Serenity.
“We’ll
think it over, Mokie,” I whisper as the limo pulls up at the Kaiba mansion.
Mokuba
opens the door and climbs out. He helps Serenity out.
I climb out
of the limo and help Mokuba grab Serenity’s bags and my own.
We all walk
into the mansion.
“Take these
bags up to the rooms beside mine and Seto’s,” says Mokuba passing the luggage
to the butler. He whispers, “These two go to the room beside Seto, and this one
to the room adjacent to me. Okay?”
The butler
nods and takes the bags up the stairs.
“We’d
better go find Seto,” says Mokuba, “and tell him that you will both be staying
here for awhile.”
“Okay!”
exclaims Serenity.
Mokuba
leads the way to the living room, and he enters first to find Seto pacing back
and forth in front of the fire.
I walk in
with my arm over Serenity’s shoulders.
“Is
something wrong, Seto?” asks Mokuba.
“Where the
hell were you? Dinner is served at seven!” shouts Seto looking at his watch,
“Not eight thirty!”
“I’m sorry,
Seto,” says Mokuba looking down at his feet, “I guess I forgot to tell you that
I needed to go pick up Serenity at the train station. I invited her to stay in
the mansion with us over the course of the tournament.”
Seto turns
his wide eyes to Serenity and me for the first time since we all arrived back
home.
Did I just
think that Seto’s mansion was my… our home? I smile. I did. I
like that idea. I lower my arm from Serenity’s shoulders and walk towards Seto.
“I’m sorry, Set. I’m sorry that I ran away. I’m sorry that I can’t be what you
want me to be, and I’m sorry that I care for you.”
“Why…?”
I hurdle
myself against Seto’s chest and bury my face in the crook of his neck. “I don’t
deserve to love you.”
“You don’t
mind them both staying here, do you, Seto?” asks Mokuba.
“Not at
all,” says Seto.
“Okay, I’m
going to take Serenity to get something to eat from the kitchen,” says Mokuba
walking over to Serenity and taking her hand. He leads her out of the living
room.
“Will you…
sing for me, please?” I whisper, “I like hearing you sing.”
“All
right,” whispers Seto, “but I need music.”
I nod and
move away from Seto.
Seto heads
over to the stereo and puts on a CD. “This reminds me a little of your
relationship to your father and me. Is that okay?”
“I’ll
survive,” I say.
Seto
presses play and walks back over to me. He pulls me onto the couch with him.
“You say you’re sorry. You still care. She came by my place again to cry about
you, man. You should love her twice as much. I try to remember you’re a friend,
but it’s getting a little rough.”
I cuddle up
to Seto and watch him intently.
“She’s just
tired of being Cinderella. She can’t live that way no more. Needs a little
affection, a little understanding. Better be careful cause the next time she
comes through my door, she won’t be Cinderella no more,” sings Seto holding me
close to him, “A tear drop trembles on her face where that smile always was. It
seemed out of place. When I held her like a friend, like a bitter sweet
beginning, I could taste the bitter end.”
I wrap my
arms around Seto’s neck and stare into his eyes. I’m falling in love again.
“She’s just
tired of being Cinderella. She needs a little affection, a little
understanding. You better be careful cause the next time she comes through my
door, you’ll be sorry,” sings Seto. His hands move to my lower back and he
strokes me gently. “Cause it seems like it’s always something with you, and
everybody’s always wrong. One of these days you’ll reach for the pillow she
sleeps on. She’s gonna be gone…”
I smile at
Seto as I run my fingers through his brown hair.
“She’s just
tired of being Cinderella. She can’t live that way no more. She needs a little
affection, a little understanding. You better be careful cause the next time
she comes through my door, you’ll be sorry,” sings Seto, “She’s just tired of
being Cinderella. She can’t live that way no more. She needs a little
affection, a little understanding. You better be careful cause the next time
she comes through my door, you’ll be sorry.”
“I love
you, Seto,” I whisper placing my lips against his.
Seto kisses
me passionately. He pulls out of the kiss with a smile on his face. “I love
you, Joey! My puppy!”
“I’m not a
puppy!” I exclaim pulling myself out of Seto’s arms and standing up from the
couch.
Seto glares
at me.
“I’m
starving! What’s for dinner?” I look at Seto innocently.
Seto starts
chuckling. “Is my puppy hungry?”
“If you
don’t feed me, I’ll have you arrested for cruelty to animals!” I snap.
Seto stands
up and pulls me into his arms for another quick kiss. He strokes my cheek and
whispers, “I love you.”
“And I you,
Seto. Now feed me!” I pout.
Seto holds
me tightly as he escorts me to the dining room where Mokuba and Serenity sit
eating their dinner.
I sit down
in my usual spot after filling up my plate. I smile when I see Seto sitting at
the head of the table with a full plate.
Mokuba and
Serenity giggle before they start singing, “Seto and Joey, sitting in a tree!
K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, and then comes marriage! Then comes Joey
pushing a baby carriage!”
I blush,
but I somehow manage to stick carrot sticks in both Serenity and Mokuba’s
mouths. “Shut up!”
“What will
you name your children?” asks Serenity after pulling the carrot from her mouth.
I spit out
the bite of rice I was trying to eat, and my eyes bulge out of my head.
“Children!”
Serenity
nods. “I want a niece and a nephew!”
I glance at
Seto to see him smirking. “What do you think is so funny, huh, wise guy?”
“The
thought of you pregnant, actually,” says Seto reaching over to pat my stomach,
“Do you think you could manage that? Perhaps there is a way for two men to have
a child together…”
I feel the
blood rush to my face, and I slap Seto’s hand away from my stomach. “Prick!”
Seto pulls
my chair over beside his own chair and he traps me there with his two arms. He
smirks at me. “But I would like children. Your hair and my eyes. It would be
quite beautiful. Won’t you bear a couple children for me? I’ll only ask for
two, one of each sex to appease your sister.”
“If you
want to have children, you carry them!” I exclaim trying to move away
from Seto.
Seto’s eyes
dart to Serenity for a moment before his smirk turns into a genuine smile, and
he pulls me to him to suck the air from my lungs through the longest, most
passionate kiss we’ve shared.
Oh,
Goddess! Just throw me down on the table here and fuck me senseless! I press my
body up against Seto’s and moan wantonly.
“Seto and
Joey sitting in a chair. F-U-C-K-I-N-G!” whispers Mokuba so quietly that no one
but Serenity should be able to hear him, “First goes the clothes, then the
penetration. Then comes the moaning all night long!”
Serenity
giggles.
Seto’s
hands grip my ass. He pulls out of the kiss to whisper, “Let’s take this up to
my room.”
My eyes
widen, and I pull myself from Seto’s arms. “No!”
“Joey’s
right,” says Serenity blushing slightly, “The dinner table is no place for
kisses like that! You’ll just have to hurry and finish eating, then you can
duck outside behind the bushes to kiss!”
I blush as
I move my seat back to my plate and sit down again. I start to eat rapidly to
prevent myself from answering any questions.
“If you
want to date him, Joey, it’s fine by me.” Serenity smiles at me.
“Really?”
asks Seto raising an eyebrow at Serenity and me.
“Really!”
exclaims Serenity, “You two have my complete blessing if you want to date each
other! I definitely approve!”
“Thank
you,” says Seto smiling.
I try to
hide my head in my plate as I eat so that my immense blush can’t be seen.
“What do
you think about that, Joey?” asks Mokuba.
“I don’t
know what to think,” I say after swallowing, “I mean, it’s not like Seto’s
actually asked me out or anything. Course, without Serenity’s approval, I
wouldn’t have been able to accept if he had, which he hasn’t.”
“Shut up,
puppy, and agree to go to the movies with me as soon as the tournament finals
are over with,” says Seto.
“And what
if I say no?” I ask cocking my head to the side curiously.
Seto smiles
at me. “You won’t.”
“Oh, so
cocky! I’m tempted to say no just to find out what you would do,” I say
smirking.
“Is that a
no?” asks Seto smirking back at me.
“Jojo,”
whispers Serenity under her breath.
“Movies,
huh? After the tournament?” I say thinking. I can feel my face flushing. “I
think I can handle a ‘yes’.”
Serenity
and Mokuba giggle.
“Smart
decision, puppy,” says Seto still smirking.
I hide
behind my glass as I take a drink. I finish cleaning my plate while my family
and my friends grin and giggle about me blushing. I set my fork down and sigh
contentedly. “So… Mokuba, where did you tell that guy to put my bags? I should
probably go get some rest before the tournament tomorrow!”
Mokuba
looks at Seto and smiles. “Big brother, would you mind showing Joey to his
room? He’s in the room right beside you!”
Seto
blushes rather attractively as he looks at his mischievous brother. He stands
up. “Fine.”
I stand up.
“Follow me,
puppy,” says Seto walking out of the dining room.
I follow
Seto out. “How am I supposed to find my way around this place? Your house is
huge if you haven’t noticed?”
“Would you
like me to guide you everywhere?” asks Seto.
“Only if you
want to,” I mumble quietly.
Seto
reaches his hand out behind him and stops moving. He looks over his shoulder at
me. “Here puppy. I will lead you around, and maybe I’ll even get you a collar
and a leash later so that you can follow me around like a good puppy.”
“I’m not a
dog!” I exclaim.
“Give me
your hand!”
I reach out
slowly and take Seto’s hand.
Seto
squeezes my hand and leads me up the stairs and down several hallways until I’m
thoroughly confused about where I am, but things look vaguely familiar as if
I’ve been in this hallway before.
“Where are
we?” I ask.
Seto guides
me up to a set of double doors. He pushes me in front of him and he stands
behind me with his hands on my shoulders. He leans up against me and whispers
into my ear, “This is my room. Remember these doors, Joey, because you will be
entering this room a lot once you are officially my boyfriend.”
“You mean
that in order to be your boyfriend, I would have to have sex with you,” I say
looking at the door nervously.
“I would
never force you to have sex with me,” says Seto, “but I might force you to
sleep in my bed sometimes for some innocent cuddling and chaste kissing.”
“Innocent!
Chaste!” I scoff.
“So maybe I
would just like to hold you while I sleep! Would that be wrong? To want to
sleep in the same bed as my boyfriend and be woken up by a kiss?” asks Seto
blushing and clenching his hands into fists against my shoulders without
hurting me. “It’s not like I would be asking for sex every waking moment, and I
wouldn’t try to take advantage of you!”
“You don’t
pressure me until I’m ready, and I think I could get used to sleeping in
there,” I say, “fully clothed of course. I have scars that I’m not ready to
have seen.”
“I
understand,” whispers Seto stroking my arms gently.
I close my
eyes and lean back against Seto.
“You look
tired, puppy. Would you like to share my room with me tonight?” whispers Seto
into my ear.
“I think
you just want to spend all night kissing so that I’ll do so bad in the
tournament that you’ll easily be able to beat me!” I exclaim.
Seto
chuckles. “You found me out!”
“Mokuba
says that my room is beside yours?” I ask looking to both sides and seeing two
very similar sets of double doors. I note that the only differences between
them and the one I stand in front of would be the designer doorknobs that
resemble two sapphire eyes and the sprawling form of the dragon who houses the
eyes. “So… left or right?”
Kaiba
points towards the door on the left. “That is my office. You’re welcome to
sleep there if you wish. Mokuba tells me the couch is quite comfortable.”
I chuckle.
“He sleeps in there a lot?”
“He falls asleep in there
waiting for me to finish my work and take him into bed. I always tell him a
story about our real parents before he goes to sleep for the night,” says Seto,
“I think I’ve told him the same five stories a million times. He probably knows
them better than I do!”
I turn
around in Seto’s arms and give him a chaste kiss on the lips. I smile at him.
“So… I’m on the right then?”
Seto nods.
“Good night,”
I say giving Seto a slightly longer kiss. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
“I’ll wake
you in time for breakfast,” says Seto.
I nod and
head into my room. I close the door firmly behind me, but I don’t bother
locking the door. I know that Seto will get in anyway, so there’s no sense in
even attempting to keep him out. I see my bags sitting on the floor by the
door, and I lift them quickly. I move over to the dresser and empty the
contents of both bags neatly into the drawers. I place the few schoolbooks I
had at the house on top of the dresser. I grab a pair of boxers and a T-shirt
from the drawer and head into the adjacent bathroom… oh, closet! I blush
furiously as I walk out of the huge closet and enter the bathroom beside it.
This door I lock!
I remove my
dirty clothes while making up my bathwater. I slowly unwind the bandages from
around my chest and I roll them up to place them in the medicine cabinet. I
look down at my body, my decisively female body, and I shake my head in
disgust. I sink into my bathwater and start to cry. I have to tell Seto the
truth soon! I have to tell him that I’m a girl! I have to tell him that I’m
Jojo! I have to tell him that I love him more than anything! I can’t let it get
so far that in a moment of weakness he takes me to bed and discovers for
himself how much I’ve lied to him!
Pull
yourself together, Jojo! Pull yourself together! You are not beyond salvation!
I sigh as I
wipe my tears away and reach for the bar of soap. I scrub my body down and wash
my hair. I rinse all the soap and suds away and spray in a leave-in conditioner
before draining the water and climbing from the tub. I dry myself off before
pulling on my T-shirt and boxers. I smile when I see the personal hygiene
products on the vanity. I grab the toothpaste and the red toothbrush and
proceed in the task of cleaning my teeth. I brush my hair and use the toilet
before heading out of the bathroom and climbing into the Queen-sized bed.
I pull the
blanket over myself and close my eyes as I relax into the mattress. I fall
asleep in a matter of moments.
~Dreamscape~
“Joey
Wheeler,” whispers Seto with a smile, “Jono Wheels…”
“That’s
me,” whispers Jono walking into the living room wearing the outfit he typically
wears on stage at Selene’s… the silver shirt beneath the black trench coat with
the leather pants.
“You’ve
loved me for so long, and all this time… I thought I loved her.”
“Her?”
Jono raises an eyebrow.
“Your
sister. Jojo Wheels. But what I really loved about her,” explains Seto, “is
everything she gained from you. It was really you I loved all along!” He grabs
Jono by the waist and pulls the blond into his arms. “I love you, Jono!”
“I love
you, Seto!” Jono exclaims smiling.
Seto
kisses Jono passionately. “Stay with me tonight.”
Jono
nods and slips his trench coat off to fall onto the floor.
Seto
takes a deep breath and licks his lips. He lifts Jono’s shirt up the lean torso
and removes it. He leans forward to kiss the smooth skin and lap at one pert
nipple while Jono helps him to remove his own trench coat.
Jono
moans. “Seto…”
“So…
who’s fucking who here?” whispers Seto pulling away long enough to shed his
shirt and stand in front of Jono.
“Well…
that depends… do you think you could give up control long enough to be a
submissive uke?” asks Jono blushing slightly.
Seto
chuckles. “You’re right. I probably couldn’t! But I’d try if it would please
you!”
“It
would please me to feel your burning heat buried as deep as you can go in my
most private and personal places!” says Jono ecstatically as he eagerly unzips
Seto’s pants and snaps the button off in his haste to lower the pants to the
floor. He kneels in front of Seto and lowers the black underwear to the floor.
He licks his lips as he glances at the growing erection. His eyes turn upward
to search Seto’s eyes. “Would that please you, my love?”
“Oh,
hell yes!”
“I have
two such places,” whispers Jono, “I hope you’re ready for number one!” He grabs
Seto’s hips and places as much of his mouth as possible over the quivering
flesh. He begins an intense suction as he tries to push Seto’s penis further
into his mouth and throat.
“Oh,
fuck, Jono!”
Jono
mumbles something incoherently around the flesh in his mouth.
Seto’s
eyes roll back in his head.
Jono
pulls back licking his lips to remove the last taste of Seto’s fluids from
them. “You are delicious!”
Seto
drops down to his knees and kisses Jono fiercely.
Jono
lies down on his back, pulling Seto with him through their kiss.
Seto
quickly pulls Jono’s leather pants from his legs and returns the sexual favor
as his fingers stretch and prepare Jono’s entrance for their next session.
“Fuck
me, Seto! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”
With one
long final suck, Seto removes his mouth from Jono’s cock and moves to kiss his
new lover directly on the lips.
“Fuck
me, Seto! Fuck me, Seto!” cries out Jono.
Seto
slides the tip of his erection into Jono’s entrance. Then he snaps his hips
forward to slam his penis clean to the hilt in the blond boy beneath him. “You
have such a nice ass!”
“You’re
just saying that because you’re buried in it!”
“I’m
going to fuck you so hard that your nice ass is going to be a sore ass for the
rest of the week!”
“Oh… you
think you have the energy for all that?”
Seto
starts to thrust in and out, first slow and easy as he listens to Jono mewling
like a cat in heat. Then he speeds up his pace and rams dangerously hard into
Jono.
“Jono?”
asks Jojo walking into the living room. Her honey brown eyes widen as she sees
Jono and Seto on the floor kissing each other as their bodies move together and
their guttural moans of pleasure break the silence.
“I love
you, Jono,” says Seto moving his hand to stroke Jono’s hot erection.
“I love
you, Seto! Love you so much!” exclaims Jono.
“Goddess,
no!” screams Jojo bursting into tears as she runs from the room.
~End
Dream~
I wake up
feeling a pair of soft lips brushing lightly against my own. I don’t bother to
open my eyes as I respond to the kiss and soon find my mouth invaded by a now
familiar tongue. “Seto!”
Seto smiles
at me as I open my eyes. “Now isn’t that a nice way to wake up?”
“I hate it
when you’re right!” I say breathlessly.
“And I love
it when you’re wrong!” exclaims Seto, “Now get up and get ready to leave!
Breakfast will be waiting on the table for you when you’re ready!”
I sit up in
bed. “There’s something I need to tell you, Seto.”
“I know. I
love you too, Joey,” says Seto kissing me quickly, “I’ll see you at breakfast.”
He turns and leaves the room before I even have a chance to say another word.
I throw off
the blankets and stand up. I gather some clothes from the dresser and head into
the bathroom to change. For some stupid reason, I feel the need to be dressed
my best so after I wrap my chest with the bandages again, I pull on a simple
green tank top and cover it with a button-up, black shirt with short sleeves. I
only button the bottom two though. I can’t look too presentable or else
no one will recognize me! I strip off my boxers in favor of a pair of briefs
that I tuck a thick pair of rolled up socks into so that to the naked eye it
would appear that I have a nice masculine package. Then I pull on my denim
jeans and fasten them. I don’t bother to brush my hair, but I do brush my teeth
again. I walk out into the bedroom to put on my socks and sneakers. I grab my cell
phone and tuck it into the inside pocket of my jacket before I carry it out of
my room.
That’s when
I remember that I don’t know my way around and will most likely get lost on my
way to the dining room.
“I have a
sexy puppy when he actually tries!” exclaims Seto from behind me.
I turn to
look at Seto standing in the doorway to his bedroom. I can’t help blushing.
“Where is breakfast?”
“In the
dining room. Silly puppy,” says Seto.
“And do you
honestly think I have any idea where I am, much less the dining room?”
I ask angrily.
“Follow me,
puppy,” says Seto walking up to me and looking straight into my eyes. If he
keeps looking at me like that, I’m going to do something I’ll regret. He takes
my hand gently, and he pulls me harshly forward towards a staircase I hadn’t
noticed at the end of the hall.
We descend
the stairs, and I suddenly know exactly where I am.
“Last night
you made me walk around in circles!” I exclaim.
“And you
followed me like a good puppy,” says Seto smirking.
“Dammit! I
am not a fucking dog!” I scream as I storm past Seto and walk into the dining
room. All my anger fades away as I see the sight before me.
Seto walks
into the dining room behind me and looks at my slack jaw and wide eyes before
turning to see Serenity dancing with a pair of headphones on and her CD player
attached to her hip.
Mokuba
watches Serenity with a sly smile on his face.
“Circling
your head, contemplating everything you ever said,” sings Serenity; her voice
shatters the silence we’ve all adopted. “Now I know the truth. I got a doubt. A
different motive in your eyes and now I’m out. See you later. I see your
fantasy; you want to make a reality paved in gold. See inside, inside of our
heads. Well that’s all over. We heard what you said!”
“Back off!
We’ll take you on! Headstrong to take on anyone,” sing Mokuba and Serenity.
Serenity
gasps and opens her eyes to see us all in the room with her.
“I know
that you are wrong. Headstrong, we’re headstrong!” sings Mokuba.
Serenity
blushes, but she still smiles at Mokuba. She pulls the headphones from her ears
to rest around her neck so we can all hear the music.
“Back off!
We’ll take you on! Headstrong to take on anyone,” sing Mokuba and Serenity, “I
know that you are wrong. This is not where you belong!”
“I can’t
take anything away,” sings Mokuba as Serenity claps her hands, “I won’t give
everything away!”
“It’s in
your eyes and your disguise is not worth hiding anymore,” sings Serenity,
“We’re in control! You can’t tell us how to live our lives anymore!”
“Conclusions
manifest! Your first impressions got to be your very best!” I sing as I rock my
shoulders to the rhythm of the music.
“I see
you’re full of shit, and that’s alright,” sings Mokuba. He doesn’t notice the
stern look Seto throws at him for cussing. “That’s how you play. I guess you
get through every night!”
“Now that’s
over. I see your fantasy. You want to make it a reality paved in gold! See
inside, inside of our heads,” sings Serenity resuming her dance, “Well that’s
all over! We heard what you said! I know. I know all about your motives inside
and your decision to hide!”
“Back off!”
I sing.
“We’ll take
you on! Headstrong to take on anyone,” sing Mokuba and Serenity.
“I know,” I
sing.
“That you
are wrong. Headstrong, we’re headstrong!” sing Mokuba and Serenity.
“Back off!”
I sing.
“We’ll take
you on! Headstrong to take on anyone,” sing Mokuba and Serenity.
“I know,” I
sing.
“That you
are wrong,” sing Mokuba and Serenity, “This is not where you belong!”
“I can’t
take anything away,” sings Serenity, “I won’t give everything away!”
“You have
her way with music, Serenity,” I say moving to quickly embrace my younger
sister.
“We used to
do this… sing, I mean,” says Mokuba, “with some girls when we lived at the
orphanage. It was fun. I miss it. Don’t you, Seto?”
Seto looks
at me critically for a moment. “Why would I miss it? I have the exact same
thing right here.”
I roll my
eyes as we all sit down to eat.
An older
song begins to sound from the speakers of Serenity’s CD player.
I doubt
that mine is the only mind that flashes back to a better day when we would all
dance and play to this music, this particular song.
~Memory~
“Tokyo
girl. Tokyo girl. You’ve got the moves to rule the world,” sings ten-year-old
Seto, “That cute inscrutability. Tokyo girl, you’re a mystery.”
A cute
ten-year-old girl with almost shoulder-length blonde hair dances around in her
pale blue dress.
“Go,
Jojo!” exclaims seven-year-old Serenity as she sits on the bench beside a very
cute five-year-old Mokuba.
“Sing for
us, big brother!” exclaims Mokuba happily.
“Tokyo
girl. Tokyo girl. Shaking up hearts around the world,” sings Seto, “You can’t
forget that stunning face, smiling at you it’s your destiny.”
Jojo
spins in a circle and pulls Serenity up from the bench.
“She’s
got the face sweet as a baby,” sings Seto as Jojo takes the now vacant seat,
“Elegant taste and money to burn.”
Serenity
starts to dance while Mokuba starts clapping his hands.
“Her
‘yes’ is ‘no’, ‘no’ is a ‘maybe’. Her language is so hard to learn!” sings
Seto. He grabs Mokuba’s hand and pulls him up so he can steal his younger
brother’s seat. “Your turn, Mokie!”
“Tokyo
girl. Tokyo girl. You’ve got the moves to rule the world,” sings Mokuba, “That
cute inscrutability. Tokyo girl, you’re a mystery.”
“In
Tokyo!” sings Serenity.
“Though
there’s a fire burns inside her, outside is ivory, silk and ice! Nothing she
wants is denied her! You’d better take my advice,” sings Mokuba.
Serenity
holds out her hand to Jojo, and she pulls her older sister up to dance with
her.
“Many
has tried to get near her, deep in the heart of Tokyo. Found nothing there but
a mirror,” sings Mokuba, “She’s no one you’ll ever know.”
Seto
stands up and places his hand on Mokuba shoulder. He sings, “Tokyo girl. Tokyo
girl. You’ve got the moves to rule the world. That cute inscrutability. Tokyo
girl, you’re a mystery.”
“In
Tokyo,” sings Jojo.
“She’s
got the face sweet as a baby,” sings Serenity dancing around so that her pink
skirt twirls around her legs, “Elegant taste and money to burn. Her ‘yes’ is
‘no’, ‘no’ is a ‘maybe’. Her language is so hard to learn!”
“Tokyo
girl. Tokyo girl. You’ve got the moves to rule the world,” sings Jojo grabbing
Seto’s hands to dance with him, “That cute inscrutability. Tokyo girl, you’re a
mystery.”
“Tokyo
girl. Tokyo girl. Shaking up hearts around the world,” sings Seto with a smile
as he dances with Jojo, “You can’t forget that stunning face, smiling at you
it’s your destiny.”
“In
Tokyo… sweet as a baby. In Tokyo… sweet as a baby. In Tokyo… sweet as a baby,”
sings Mokuba grabbing Serenity around the waist and dancing with her, “Sweet as
a baby. Sweet as a baby. Sweet as a baby.”
~End
Memory~
“I love
that song,” whispers Mokuba.
“Me too,”
says Serenity with a choked sob as she turns her CD player off. “We should eat
now. We have a tournament to get to.”
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Cinderella – Vince Gill
Headstrong
– Trapt
Naiou – secret understanding; collusion; betrayal
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