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Stinging Beauty	By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16925 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sheesh, gomen about the delay, minna-san, but when nobody reviewed the last chappie, I
thought I had really scared off my readers-say thanks to shadowclaw, because
without her, you wouldn�t have this update either(hands shadowclaw a lolly and
a year�s worth of eyedrips), jeez, girl, you read the whole story in one go? Damn,
promise me to check your sight one of this days, ok? Wouldn�t want my readers
to get permanent damage because of one of my fics-well, aside of brain damage,
lol!^^
This chapter
focuses a little more on Honda and Shizuka, though our favourite couple will be
appearing too-don�t worry, they�ll return to be the center of attention soon
enough!
Btw, ~*
means happenings in the past.

Ja,
minna-san, read, enjoy and review, arigato!

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63.
Conquests and complications

He was just
stepping out of the shower, when his cell rang.
Growling,
he hastily dried himself off as he stalked over to the nightstand and checked
the caller�s ID.
Cocking a
brow, he pressed the reciever button and barked:
�Kaiba.�
�Oh, uh,
gomen, Seto, I didn�t- did I catch you at a bad time? If I did, I�m sorry, but-
is Katsuya there yet?� came Honda�s somewhat flustered question, and the CEO
tilted his brow anew.
Was that
fear in Hiroto�s voice?
�No, he
will be arriving shortly with the Shinkansen from Toyohashi-why, did something
happen? Is Shizuka alright?�
�Oh, she�s
alright already, at least she was when I left ten minutes ago-listen, the
reason I�m calling is-would you mind if I crashed at your place tonight?�

Huddled on
the sofa in the library, Honda stared into his tea, as if he could find life�s
answers at the bottom of his cup.
Opposite of
him, sprawled in the lovers chair and balancing Seto on his lap, sat his giri
no ani, expression anything but happy.
�Now, you
gonna spill or do I have to ring it out of you? Wy did Shizuka throw you out?�
Honda
sighed and drove one hand over his face.
�She
didn�t. I left her.�
�NANI?!?�

~*Burying
his nose in his tsuma�s* endless amber hair, Honda inhaled the sweet smell of
Shizuka�s freshly washed mane, letting his hands roam over the enlarged breasts
and slightly protruding belly.
�Kami,
you�re so beautiful, �Zuka-chan� he mumbled into her ear, as he tried to pull
her sweater up.
Shifting
uncomfortably, the young woman freed herself from his hold and mumbled:
�No, I�m
not. I�m fat and ugly.�
Honda
blinked a few times in disbelief, then smiled softly.
Caressing
the brunette�s left cheek, he declared:
�That�s not
true and you know it. Shizuka, you are breathtaking. And as for the weight,� he
pulled her closer, pressing his erection against her ass,
�that�s
just the baby growing inside of you. And that means, it�s going to be strong
and healthy, and that you�re doing an excellent job at becoming a mother.�
Green-brown
eyes gazed questioningly at him.
�Do you
really think so?�
The brunet
nodded, chestnut orbs glinting with love and need.
�Hai. And
it turns me on extremely, knowing you�re taking such good care of our child.�
Kissing her
deeply, Honda wrapped his arms carefully around Shizuka and lifted her up, so
she could sling her legs around his waist.
Nuzzling
and licking her neck, he then carried her over to their bedroom, where he
placed her gently on the soft comforter and started to slowly, carefully remove
layer after layer of their clothes.
He paused
when he arrived at her panties, drinking in the sight before him; her plum
breasts, the rounded belly and warm glow of her skin, and growled low in the
back of his throath, trying to give voice to his lust.
�Gods,
Shizuka, I want you so much.. I need you, koi��
Blindly
reaching for the nightstand, he snatched the tube resting on the wooden surface
and pressed some of the cream onto his left hand.
After
replacing the cap and setting the container aside, he then spread the lotion
between his palms and attempted to apply it to Shizuka�s stomach.
�What are
you doing?� asked his spouse cooly.
Pausing in
his actions, Honda replied:
�I�m just
rubbing some cream on our stomach, so you won�t get any stretch marks. The
doctor said, the earlier-�
�You see?
You see? I�m fat! If I weren�t, I wouldn�t have any stretch marks in the first
place, and then the doctor wouldn�t have to give you that lotion! Oh gods, I
knew it, I knew it!� exclaimed Shizuka, has she wrapped the blankets
around her body, hiding it from Honda�s sight.
Who stared
at her, uncomprehendingly, then reached out for her.
��Zuka�koi,
come on, try to calm down, onegai? I�m here for you, I love you no matter
what-�
�Don�t touch
me!� screeched the aforementioned, tossing the blankets aside and glaring at
him.
�You don�t
love me, you just want to bed me because you feel responsible for what you�ve
done to me and now try to make me feel good.�
Her
husband�s jaw fell at the accusation.
Completely
flabberghasted, he managed:
�Bu-but of
course I want to make you feel good, that�s why I married you in the first
place. So I can always keep you warm and save and happy, aswell as the baby-�
��The
baby�? Before it was our child, now it�s only �the baby�? That�s just so
typical for you guys!�
Somewhat at
a loss with words, Honda reached out with one cream-coated hand, only to have
it slapped away by his tsuma, who glared at him and hissed:
�Don�t you dare
touch me, you horny bastard! Get out!�
Ok, that
was new, and the brunet could merely sputter:
�Mo-mo itte?�
�You heard
me, now leave!�
�But-�
�Leave!�~*

Katsuya
gave his best friend a level gaze.
�And you�re
sure you�re talking about my sister, ne?�
Honda
sighed.
�Your
sister, my wife and the mother of our unborn child. Yes, I am talking
about Shizuka. So, you let me stay for the night or what?�
Absent-mindedly
rubbing his chin against Seto�s chiseled pecs, making this one purr in
approval, the blond thought about it a moment, then shook his head.
�No.�
His best
friend stared at him in disappointment, and his spouse seemed equally confused.
�No?�
Katsuya
shook his head and, gently nudging Seto to rise, who complied grudgingly, stood
from the chair.
�No. We are
going to deal with this problem right away. No more delays.�

Luckily for
him, his sister had a bad aim, otherwise the baby rattle would have connected
rather painfully with his face.
Placing the
toy on the table before him, Katsuya sighed.
�Now that
you vented some of your anger, care to tell me why you threw Honda out?�
Shizuka
sniffed, then mumbled:
�He doesn�t
love me, he�s just toying with me.�
Her brother
frowned.
�That�s not
true, Shizuka. Honda is drop-dead serious about you, he loved you from day one
and protected you any chance he got. Do you think I would have agreed to you
marrying him, if I had had the slightest doubt about his sincerity?�
Clasping
her small hand into his, he asked softly:
�What�s
really going on, imoto? Why are you so upset? It�s not Honda, isn�t it.�
The young
woman stared down at the table, then slowly, one by one, tears pooled out of
her eyes, as she sobbed:
�No, it�s
not, it�s just that-that the folks over at college always make fun of me,
because I got pregnant, and-and they think-they think I had to marry Honda
because of that, and that he doesn�t really love me��
She was
crying now, almost hysterically, as she wrapped her arms around her bother and
weeped.
�Oh kami,
nii-san, I�m so sorry, I-I didn�t mean to scare Honda-chan, I was just so
upset, and I didn�t know how to tell him-I�m so sorry, gomen, nii-san, gomen,
gomen��
�It�s ok,
it�s ok, Shizuka, nobody�s accusing you of anything. It wasn�t your fault, nor
was it Honda�s, and he would have married you anyway, pregnant or not.�
Shizuka
nodded, wiping her face and searching for a tissue to blow her nose.
Once she
had regained some of her composure, she looked down at the floor, shame written
over her face.
�Do you..do
you think, Honda-chan will ever forgive me?�
Standing up
and stretching languidly, Katsuya shrugged.
�Ja, I
don�t know, I mean, you really scared him back there, you know?�
Grinning,
he sauntered towards the entry.
�Although I
have a feeling, he has already forgiven you� he concluded, opening the door to
reveal a timid looking Honda carrying a bundle of roses and sporting a soft,
questioning smile.
In a flash,
Shizuka had thrown herself at him, crying and laughing all the same, as she
rained kisses all over his face.
None of
them heard the door click closed behind the blond.

�Get naked,
now!�
Scowling,
the CEO tore his sight from the report he was reading and gave his outto a
stern look.
�Now
really, whatever happened to common manners, Katsuya? I understand that your
visit at your sisters was somewhat-�
Amber eyes
bore into his blue ones, as the file was snatched and tossed aside, and a low
rumble tickled his ear.
�Get naked,
you know what happens when I have to wait, ne?�
Tilting a
chestnut brow, Seto replied:
�Tomorrow
is Sunday, and I�m not planning to go to work, so I will not be forced to sit
any longer than I wish to, if you are reffering to that.�
Katsuya
merely grinned, as he rid himself of his own clothes and, flipping the brunet
over, snarled:
�Babe, when
I�m done with you, you won�t even be able to crawl your way out of bed!�

Seto got a
both bliss-and painfull reminder, that Jounouchi Katsuya was always true to his
word�

��

* Cackles*
I just imagined that picture, Seto trying to crawl out of bed, whimpering, heheheee�^^
As for Shizuka�s
behaviour, why should Honda be the only one suf-err, enjoying her mood swings?*
G*

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