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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
- 68
- 69
- 70
*Bows deeply * I apologize for the overly long wait,
but between RL, an author�s block and my laziness, I just didn�t manage to come
up with anything decent to write. I hope this two chapters will reawaken your
interest in this story, for I have not given up either it nor any other one of
my little tales.
Once more, I am terribly sorry to have kept you
waiting and I hope, I will find back to my old writing form so I can continue
this story as supposed.
Thus said, thanks for hanging in there all this time,
thank you for flames, reviews, praises and the occasional kick in the ass.

Arigatou gozamashita
Felidae

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69. Because of me

Katsuya�s pencil dropped from between his lips.
Seto�s eyes bulged to almost comical proportions.
Otherwise, the two men remained perfectly motionless.
�Well?�
Mokuba stood in the center of Seto�s private office,
nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Finally, Katsuya
regained his composure and rasped:
�Oh..my..gods!�
His husband had obviously lost the ability of speech;
lips moving in mute, senseless babble, the CEO made his way from his seat to
his otouto, clinging to his desk for support. Once he came to stand before the
teen, he let his incredulous gaze wander over this one�s drastically shortened
mane, and managed one single word:
�Do..shite..?�+
Mokuba huffed:
�Simple: they were getting too long, too hot and too
messy. Besides, I really only wanted to get a new look.�
He shrugged.
�And it�s not that radical, ne?�
�Shikashi��*
A look of utter longing and nostalgia appeared on
Seto�s face as he patted the well-combed tresses on the teen�s head.
Mokuba was right, it wasn�t really that short except
for the rear, where it had been shaved down to a few millimeters, but overall
his hair remained as long and spiky as always. Katsuya gazed at his outto, who
was still trying to cope with Mokuba�s newest fashion decree, and couldn�t
resist.
With a wry smile, he snatched pencil and noteblock and
began to sketch down a few doodles.
Minutes passed, in which the only sounds to be heard
were the scratching noises of Katsuya�s pencil and the occasional,
half-strangled sigh coming from Seto, then Mokuba muttered:
�I wish, you would stop doing that. You�re messing up
my hair, you know.�
�Besides,� added the blond, as he walked over to them,
�you look nothing like the big, bad Kaiba Seto when grooming your brother.�
With that, he handed the kyoudai the sketchblock and
watched their reactions.
Seto first tilted a brow, then scowled at his
teary-eyed image petting a sweatdropping Mokuba�s hair.
The raven-maned teen chuckled.
�Oh, yeah, that�s definetly nii-san. But I
don�t look like a porcupine� he mused.
Seto shook his head.
�You�re right, now you resemble more of a hegdehog.�
�Hey! No need to be insulting!�
The brunet only huffed in mock indignance.
�I was merely stating a fact, and although I
understand your need for a change, I fail to see why you felt you had to
disband with your wonderful, long tresses.�
Mokuba gave a dishearted moan.
�Onegai, not the why-can�t-I
have-long-hair-like-him-routine again!�
Katsuya chuckled.
�Why shouldn�t he? I mean, lots of successful
businessmen wear ponytails these days, so why not you?�
The brunet huffed, then growled:
�I can�t.�
�Of course you can!� beamed the blond, �after getting
wed to the sexiest guy in all of Japan,� he gave a sly grin at this, �I doubt,
there isn�t anything short of murder you couldn�t pull off, and the media would
simply love-�
�I can�t!� exclaimed Seto.
�He can�t� stated Mokuba.
Katsuya blinked in confusion.
�What do you mean, he can�t? He just has to-�
�Nii-san�s hair breaks off, as soon as it reaches
shoulder-length, usually even before that. We�ve tried everything, but to no
avail. The doctors say, it�s a genetic de-quirk, or something. Ironically,
because mine grow faster than I can cut them.�
Golden eyes flitted from one brother to the other,
back and forth, then Katsuya crossed his arms before his chest and muttered:
�So, basically, Seto is living out his desire for long
hair through you and me? No wonder he always goes into a fit, each time I get
the ends cut.�
The brunet coughed, as Mokuba gaped at the blond, then
his ani.
A thoughtful look crossed his features at Seto�s
somewhat embarassed expression.
�Hmm, you know, that would explain why he never really
insisted on me combing or tying it up. Come to think of it, I can�t remember
getting them cut since we were adopted��
Katsuya nodded.
�It would also explain, why he died them green way
back when-which really isn�t your color color, koi. I hate to tell you this,
but you looked like a walking leek at that time!�
Seto bristled, Mokuba chuckled and Katsuya grinned
before he turned to the younger Kaiba and asked:
�So, who�s the lucky girl? Or is it a guy?�
Mokuba blinked, then replied in a grave tone:
�I have no idea what you�re talking about.�
The blond waved off.
�Please, it hasn�t been that long since I was
your age, and the only one I would have ever cut-or not cut-my hair for would
have been my koi. So, is it someone we know or you want to keep this person a
mystery?�
Mokuba�s eyes darted from Seto to Katsuya and back,
before he gave a mute sigh and muttered:
�Promise, you won�t laugh?�
Once he had his relatives�s affirmation, the teen drew
a deep breath and admitted:
�It�s Reiko.�
Katsuya�s brows shot up and Seto frowned:
�Reiko? Kaminari
Reiko? The one you claimed, you did not want to have anything to do with
again?�
�Yeah, so what about it?�
The couple exchanged amused looks.
�Ohh, nothing, really, it�s just, you know..� mused
Katsuya, and Seto added:
�Considering the time and effort you put into removing
her from your very life and memory, I was certain you would not ever even want
to hear her name again.�
Glaring daggers at his ani, Mokuba snapped:
�Ja, it didn�t take two years of fighting with each
other for us to realize, we belong together. Unlike certain other people.�
He grinned smugly as Seto bristled and Katsuya pinked
with embarassment. Chuckling, the teen crossed his arms behind his head and
queried:
�So, how did you hit it off? I bet it was something
romant-�
The words died on his lips, when he saw his ani�s
expression darken and Katsuya�s face turn ashen, as a look of utter guilt and
such deep shame crossed the blond�s features, it made Mokuba�s heart clench.
�What? Did I say something�what happened?�
Katsuya turned away from him, even as Seto�s eyes bore
into his husband�s back of the head.
�Should we let him know?�
The blond merely shrugged.
�It�s not my place to tell.�
Seto�s eyes narrowed, and although he couldn�t see it,
Katsuya flinched in reaction to the steely gaze.
�Yes it is. It is your decision aswell as mine.�
The student took a deep breath, then faced Mokuba and
urged him to sit down. After making sure the door was savely locked, Katsuya
took place on the desk and contemplated, how to begin.

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Eep, don�t give me that look, the next chapter�s right
around the corner, I promise *sweatdrop *

+ jap. Doushite: Why
*jap. Shikashi: But
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