Stinging Beauty | By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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More family time, more sweetness ..and the horizon darkens.
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81. Empathic empire
Weeks turned into months, and as winter broke, it was decided to close down the construction site due to the cold weather.
This way, the foundation could settle and eventual weak spots detected in spring; thus ensuring that the future onsen would be able to withstand any weather conditions.
Christmas was a huge fest; Seto and Katsuya having invited all their family, friends and this one's close relatives. They shared memories, told anekdotes and cooed over Hitomi, even as Shizuka and Hiroto beamed with pride.
That's when Gokasho and Yukuri dropped the bomb, that they were expecting too. An impromptu babyshower was declared and the joy and merriment reached a new height.
"and if we attach this component to-"
The door flew open and Seto marched into Doutouku's design lab, scowl on his features. Turning to his startled husband, he said,
"What are you still doing here? I thought I told you to get ready, ne?"
Katsuya blinked owlishly at his groom.
"Get ready? For what?"
Seto rolled his eyes.
"For your anniversary. We're taking the lear jet to Paris."
Amber eyes widened, there was a flash of a gleeful smile and Doutoku's team found themselves one CEO and a coworker poorer.
The Tour Montparnasse offers a beautiful sight over the city and banlieues of Paris.
But nothing compares to the view from the Eiffeltower at sunset, when the gold and orange globe throws the entire sky into shades of purple, yellow, burgundy and red.
The streetlights far beneath them and the few snowflakes dancing though the chilly air only added to the magic of the moment.
The couple stood side by side, reveling in the sheer beauty surrounding them, feeling both humbled and enriched by it and their closeness.
Seto was the first to move; as he turned to his spouse, a worried expression darkened his features. Clearing his throat, he muttered,
"Katsuya?" The lond looked at him; long golden tresses flapping in the wind like a flag. Seto licked his lips, then tried again.
"Jounouchi Katsuya?" Katsuya straightened up at the use of his full name. The CEO smiled, then said,
"Give me your hand, Katsuya. Onegai." Surprised at the request, he reached out his right, then his left hand, when Seto declined the first. A smile, as soft as the snowflakes touching their cheeks, blossomed on Seto's face, when he said,
"Yes."
Katsuya was more than slightly puzzled. What did Seto reffer to? What kind of agreement did he have in mind?
Seto drew a deep breath, lowered himself on one knee and declared,
"Yes. Yes, I will marry you again, Katsuya. Two times, five times, a thousand times and into all eternity and past all resistance. I live for you, through you, I take gambles, risks and chances, I marr my soul and stain my hands with blood and take any degradation, because I know your love for me will wash away every blemish and fault I have. So, will you have me once more as your belov-"
He never got to finish the sentence, because Katsuya barreled into him and knocked him over, his lips sealing his mouth.
Mokuba blinked tiredly at his ani.
"Haven't we been through this, already?" he grumbled, trying to keep from slumping over. Honda had no such restrictions, as he held his dozing Shizuka and Hitomi propped up against his stocky build.
Seto radiated happiness and Katsuya chuckled.
"Mochiron, but last time it was a public event. This time, it's all family. All those, who count the most."
Also, this time there was no grand ceremony, no scurrying for presents, entire wardrobes, table seatings and orchestras. No reporters, no cameras, no opulent menues and strict rules.
Only a reiteration of their wedding vows(there was a collective jawdrop, for the couple still remembered every single line), the exchanging of the rings and the priest's,
"Je vous déclare mari et mari. Vous pouvez maitenant embrasser le mari."
This time, Katsuya took charge of the kiss, and the spark of lightning that shot down Seto's spine ignited and warmed the hearts of their loved ones, filling them with a serene, balming joy and pride.
Witnessing this second wedding made it more than worth being roused out of bed and charted halfways around the world in a private jet.
"Ne, minna-san, thanks for a job well done! I sent the visual tour to Kaiba-san, and he and his family are absolutely ecstatic with what we accomplished. He said they will 'inagurate it within the first few days of our return'. Not my words. So, once everything is packed up, we're heading outta here; I guess we've all had enough of the scenery, ne?" declared the site foreman.
Mumbled affirmations and low cheers could be heard, then the workers dispersed to pick up the view items and debris still scattered about.
One of the roof tilers stopped a coworker passing him by and, after exchanging some words with this one, handed him a rectangular object. The other man thanked him and sauntered over to where Kawashiro stood, sorting blueprints.
"Ne, Yuiji, almost forgot your book. Luckily, Kosuke found it."
A delighted smile appeared on the elder man's face.
"Ja, and here I thought, I would never see it again."
Jounouchi Masahiro -pardon, Namba Shigeo grinned.
"Took me a while to get through it, but it is a good story. I especially love the outcome."
Cautious glances were thrown about, even as the two men finished packing up and carrying things over to one of the vans. Once certain they were out of earshot, Yuiji asked in a low voice,
"So, what are we looking at here in damage potential?"
Masahiro shrugged.
"Very basic; a little bit of this, a little bit of that..and a whole lotta iron sulfide. Combined with the pool, you practically got yourself a giant pressure pot of liquid fire."
Kawashiro smirked.
"And combined with the highly inflammable epoxy resins we used to coat all wooden surfaces, we got ourselves a nice barbecue."
"And then some. The humidity in the building will accelerate the reaction a tenfold."
Jounouchi senior nodded, then queried,
„What about the sprinkler system?“
„Primed to shut down eight seconds before the fireworks. That's six seconds longer than it will take the backup power to launch.“
Kawashiro gave a low chuckle.
„Too bad I can't stay to watch the..event.“
„Hmp. I'd rather would have liked to see Katsuya's expression when discovering my little..present.“
„You didn't -you're hazarding our plan!“
This time, the grin was so cold and feral and thouroughly hate-filled, it made the other cringe in disgust.
„Trust me, he would know either way.“
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Sometimes I wonder, why I wrote Katsuya's father this..sinister. Also, I have no idea how to build a bomb and am not going to give any federalies more reason to sniff around in my computer. Leave alone show up at my doorstep. And if anyone of you know how to blow up a house, just -keep it to yourselves, ok? And strictly to well secured construction sites, arigatou.
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