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Seto kaiba sits in his usual place in class, his text book closed in front of him- he stare at it intensely looking some where else entirely. Not until the teacher slaps her ruler across his desk is ripped violently from his thoughts. He looks slowly upward, glaring so cold she fears he may actually harm her. He stares at her like she where an unpleasant insect, to her credit she doesn't let it show how much that glare gets to her. “ mr kaiba im aware that a very busy man, but while you are in my class you will pay attention. Just to insure that this message sinks in, you can stay after school for detention.” flashback: she sits at his desk with a smug grin tugging at the corner of her mouth, her mouth... her lips are painted a deep lusty red. Like the miniature bowler hat with a black lace bow tied to it, the hat sits atop the voluminous glossy black corkscrew curls of her hair. Around her pale neck is a thick neck corset tied with wide black silk lace, a miniature version of the corset that clings to her torso, raising up her milky breasts. Holding her wide hips in a vice grip is a tight black pencil skirt that stops abruptly at her knees an smooth clean line, from her knees down are high gloss leather boots laced so tight he wonders about her blood flow. Adorning the outer side of each boot are brass gears like the ones hanging from her ears, all of which turn slowly ticking away the time. Shes talking again, he looks down at the contract to avoid staring at her lips, even worse her eyes... her neon green almond shaped eye's framed with obscenely long dark curled lashes. He looks up from the paper he's read at least seven times since it was set on his desk and notices that sitting on her shoulders is another miniature, a one fourth sleeve miniature black duck tail jacket, complete with ticking gears as cufflinks. On her dainty hands are short white gloves that flare at her wrists, in her hands is a sleek black steel walking stick with a clean cut, fist sized bloody red ruby set at the top as its handle. The brunette thinks to himself. 'Shes too damn calm. Does she know something I don't?' she shifts her hold of the staff, passing it in front of her from one hand to the other, a seemingly innocent movement. The brunette behind the desk quirks an eye brow and exhales slowly, closing his eyes to avoid looking at behind the ruby, to her raised breasts. “this is... quite and offer MS. Merrow , I will have take a moment to... consider it.” she turns her head just slightly to the side allowing one thick curl to roll over shoulder and land on her chest, quirking an eyebrow she responds “consider? What is there to consider, what I am offering is immensely beneficial both our companies. By joining in marriage, you would become available to every aspect of my technologies just as I to yours. The profit margin here is gargantuan. Frankly I don't see what the problem is.” he fights the urge to roll his eye's or pinch the bridge of his nose to slow his oncoming headache or migrane. “ it is marriage. It is as you said, gargantuan. It is not something I had every considered to use for a bargaining chip. It is one of the VERY few things I had intended to keep personal.” a sly smirk snaps up her face, she lets one hand grip the shaft of her walking stick the other holding the ruby tip, she leans forward while her hand slowly slide down the shaft as she speaks “ am I not to your taste?” her tongue soft pink tongue flicks out over her bottom lip for only an instant before she continues. “rest assured I can be very... personal.” she eyes him shamelessly before tossing her bouncy curls to the side and going on. “i did think about this on a personal level as well and I have come to the conclusion that you sir are one stop shopping. Even if you are a bit young, you have let your age get in your way as it seems you always seem to have a plethora of experience to back your actions. That or your extremely intuitive. Strong smart attractive and efficient.” she accentuate the last word by wiping the tip of her index finger across his desk, coming away clean. He sighs heavily before tenting his fingers on his desk. “you have obviously had time to think this over, while doubt you are wrong I cannot simply accept. I never make rash decisions and happen to think i am not asking for much when I say I would like time to think this through. Aside from that I am not asking, I will think this through and I will get back to you when I have come to a favorable answer.” her green eyes narrow dangerously, she purses her lips into a thin line before responding. “that's quite a wicked tongue you've got there, hate to see it used this way. But alas you are right, I will give you one week before I return to hear your answer, I will come back personally to hear it from you.” with that she stand up straight in one fluid motion, again he notes, shes not very tall 5'1... in boots. He stands up walks around his desk to shake her hand and watch her leave. He muses to himself why her hips sway so strongly, if its the boots or the skirt or if shes taunting him. Detention he sits in the room with his head down on the desk sweating profusely at the thought of her. He thinks of her and his blood runs cold in his veins, those eyes strike pins and needles in his heart. The door slides open, heavy steps tromp onto the room then stop dead in their tracks. “tha hell?! What are you doin here ?!” the brunette lifts his head from the safety of his arms folded into a pillow on his desk, his luminous blue eye's note the blond, before his forehead slams back down on his forearms in audible groan. The blonde stares in shock, wondering what could possibly knock the crown off kaiba' s head. He sits down across the room in the same row, the brunette lets his head loll to the side when he hears jou clear his throat. Brown eyes shift nervously about the room before they land back on the tall teenager slumped in his chair. “so uh, what ARE you doin here eh kaiba?” kaiba stares at jou , wondering how much make up he caked on to hide the thick bruise under his left eye, and the line of concealer around his throat. “i was distracted in class...wasn't listening.” jou blinks bewildered at the honesty of the response, so presses onward. “eh? Distracted? What could possibly get in yer head like that?” “...” he watches kaiba worry his lip for a moment, he stares at the floor a moment before answering. “marriage.” jou jerks his back in genuine shock. “what!?” “i don't want to marry her, something about her isn't right.” “she proposed to you?!” “she owns a foreign company, she wants to join our companies.” “oh, that's not a real marriage then.” “not in the least” “so what are you going to do?” “i have to find a way out...” “she cant marry if your already with someone... can she?” “she is persistent, I sincerely doubt she would quit just cause I was seeing someone.” “what if you where already married to someone else, someone who doesn't scare you.” kaiba sits bolt upright and stares intensely at jou. “why are you suddenly covering up your bruises?” jou stares wondering if he should avoid the subject... but the brunette was honest with him so... “it was my pop, im not much for lyin' so I covered it up so no one would ask about it.” “ that's a lie in and of itself isn't it?” “i guess...” “what if you didn't have to lie?” jou stares critically at kaiba, who is thinking so furiously the blonde can almost see his gears turning. “what are you getting at?” a smirk plaster's itself onto kaibas face, it widens into a genuine smile as he exhales sharply. As if he where deeply relieved about something. “you! You need a safe place that you wont have to lie about! I need someone to keep that crazy bitch off my back- I can give you ANYTHING just name it!” by this paint the brunette is half hanging out of his seat leaning over to look at jou with wide manic eyes. Jou inches back ward laughing nervously, he raises his arm up to scratch behind his head causing the hem of his shirt to lift just slightly. There, clear as day is deep blotchy purple bruise peeking out of the faded blue jeans that hang low on jous hips. Jou tries to look away not seeing where kaibas eyes are lingering, he continues with his nervous laugh. ' kaib, are you crazy you cant just expect me to-” with his blue eyes finally pull up from the familiar looking bruise. “if your with me, you'll be safe. He cant ever touch you like that again. Jou- you need to get away from that man. He'll go further than you think he will.” jou puts his arm down tugging on the hem of his shirt, he stares at his desk intensely and is cut off before he can defend himself. “i can see to it you never know hunger again, that you never suffer want, you can bring your friends over whenever you want I can make it so you see your sister again!” brown jerk from their reverie at the last remark, he stares with wide eyes at kaiba, lets his gaze drop and sighs heavily. “um, I dont know how to answer. I cant just say yea... ya know.” with that kaiba lifts his briefcase removes a pen and paper, he violently scribble down a number he had reserved just for mokuba in case of emergencys. He adds his address and the password to get past his front gate. He throws the pen back in the brief case and hold the paper out to the stunned blonde who accepts with a suspicious stare. “what is this?” “its my emergency line, if you have answer for me ill answer that line at any and all times. That's my address and the password to my security in case you cant get to a phone. Please answer quickly I need your answer before that woman comes back, which is Friday at 3:00” with that the brunette turns back in his seat lets his thoughts about this EXTREMELY rash decision, he listens to jou fold the paper and shove in his pocket just before the door slides open and the detention monitor strolls in taking a seat behind the teachers desk. dinner mokuba kaiba sits on one side of a long dark oak table laden far too much food for only two people, he chatters away to his elder brother who is only half listening. He jerks himself out of his own thoughts deciding to pay attetion his brother that he see's so rarely. “soccer?” “yes! It looks like so much fun can I big brother pleaaase!” the request is punctuated with large watery eyes. “isn't that dangerous?” mokuba quirks an eyebrow at his brother “so being related to you, I've been kidnapped more time than I've skinned my knee's.” it is quickly apparent that it was a cruel thing to say, blue eye's darken and the atmosphere of the room becomes heavy. The boy with his long mane of choppy raven hair mentally berates himself before deciding he ought to apologize, but is cut short by the sound of a chair scraping backward. “do as you wish mokuba.” he stands and leaves, not having eaten a single thing. The younger boy jumps from his spot crawls under the table to chase his elder, only to be stopped by a manic knocking at his door. Seto blinks over to the door from his place at the foot of the stairs. His blue eyes widen in shock and he bolts to the door- the blonde who had been using the door as support tumbles inward right into kaibas arms. The brunette is shocked by the blur of color that tumbles into his door and lands heavily into his arms. Bright blonde hair a pale face the worn in green jacket pale blue jean streaks of red and black and muddy brown. He shifts to fit one arm under jous arms, the other beneath his knees, he kicks the door shut and hurries as quickly as he can up the stairs without jostling the limp form in his arms. “MOKUBA CALL DR. NAKAMURA NOW!” The younger brother rushes to the phone on the end table in the sitting room dialing quickly and cursing at the blasted ringing. The brunette curses his hallways as hauls through fast as his legs will carry him, kicking in his own door causing the frame to splinter as he rushes past his bed to his connected bathroom. Kaiba gingerly sets jounouchi to the tile floor standing to run cold water through a wash cloth neatly folded on his sink. When the cloth is heavy with icey water he brings it down to the blondes face, causing him to stir as kaiba wipes slowly coagulating blood away from his face. when dazed chocolaty eyes slowly open, kaiba shifts jou into a sitting position to peel the stiff green jacket off jous body, only realize there's no shirt beneath only blotchy infected bruises scattered across his torso. Seeing this kaiba turns to the cabinet beneath his sink looking for the salt he used for when mokuba had come back from his kidnappings. Long slender finger jerk at the faucet of his large jaccuzzi tub, he spill's the sea salt into the bottom of the tub as warm water pools in white porcelain. The groggy voice pierces through his panic and fury stricken mind. “neh? Kaib what are you doing?” the brunette pauses over the blonde eying him ruefully, as he fumbles with the buttons on jous jeans. He peels the clothes off jou, trying desperately not to see the bruises on his hips inner thighs and the rope burns on his ankles. “this is going to sting a bit, but it will help you heal faster alright, I did this for mokuba when we came back from pegasus castle.” he says this while he lift jou up and gently lowers him into the warm bath that had dissolved all the salt. In the distance, kaiba can hear his brother gasp at the damage to his door frame as he shuffle's in. jou groans audibly as his body is lowered into the water., mokuba peeks into the bathroom letting his eyes trail over the bloodied clothes before he looks at his brothers back. “dr nakamura is in surgery. He cant help right now.” kaiba exhales slowly trying to get angry, inhales sharply then exhales slowly. “mokie, come here.” the younger boy hurries over to the side of the tub and look with sorrowfully at jous only slightly conscious eyes. “ I need to get up for a moment alright, I need you to hold his head over the water, dont let him submerge okay.” mokuba just nods as he slides his much smaller hands underneath his brothers and feels the weight of jous pain. “ey' mokie... this... it stings...” “only for a bit jou, you'll feel much better when your all done in here” “you sure?” the blonde tries to give one of his lopsided grins, causing his busted lip to bleed. kaiba steps out of the room to his wide closet where he keeps the rest of the things he had poured into mokubas therapeutic baths. The quickly snatches up a stack of towels a small box filled with various bottle's of soak in medication. Something he had always opted for since mokuba has such a delicate stomach, to him edible medication had only wound up as an unpleasant stain on his carpet. Kaiba crouches down to peer into his bottom shelf where he had kept the bath pillow his younger used in all these times. With his arms laden down with all these remedies he strode back to the bathroom to find mokuba straining to keep from falling into the tub himself. He reaches over and slide his hand beneath his brothers, taking the weight from his grasp. Kaiba uses one hand to hold jou above water the other to pluck Technicolored bottles from the small box and spill them into the tub. Mokuba settles to bat at the bath pillow til it has regained some of its former fluff, wriggling in behind his brother he wedges the pillow behind jous head. feeling the commotion jous eyes flutter open to find kaiba wiping caked on blood off of jous limbs. He doesn't say anything right away, to him its strange to see him that way, kaiba with his sleeves pushed past his elbows sweat on his brow as he rings out a wash cloth and continues to wipe jou down. “it don't sting no more.” the brunette looks up at jous face, he reaches out and pushes a few stray hairs out of his face. “I told it will help you heal.” his brown eyes scan over the label's of empty bottles before he responds “didn't take you for an herbalist.” “ these are what I use for mokie, all my med's come in pill form.” jou give a quick smirk, his brow furrows for a moment before he asks. “how long have I been here?” kaiba leans on the edge of the tub letting his fingertips rest in the water “almost two hours.” “kaib” “yes” “you promise I can see my sister?” “yes” “say it” “i promise to get your sister to you.” jou sighs alleviating much of his stress, kaiba wonder why it is that a simple word brings people so much... obligation. But there again he has no intention to break his promise. The blonde looks around when he hears a door in the distance open and shut accompanied aby a familiar voice. “im back nii chan, I got a few boxes of the liquid bandaids, and everything else you put on the list. Ialso got him some gummi worms!” moukuba says with a slight cheer in his voice as he trots into the room weighted down three bags full of various medicines. Hi grey eyes spot jou looking at him “gummy worms you say?” jou says with a vague grin as he watches the boy rifle through one bag after another emerging victoriously from the third, holding out a large clear bag of something called 'yummy crawlers'. he rips them open with his teeth an marches over to jou with purpose holding out his small hand loaded with three fat squishy gummy worms, complete with happy faces. Kaiba exhales slightly relieved at jous response to food he looks at mokuba “mokie go put all that by my bed, I a think a two hour bath is long enough don't you?” “yup!” with that he picks up the three plastic bags and shuffles away with them. Kaiba turns to look at jou who is moving slowly into a sitting position kaiba stands lifting a towel up to wrap the blonde with as he steps gingerly out of the over sized tub. Kaiba unplugs the tub then walks to the door “dry yourself off ill go get clothes for you to sleep in” jous eye's flutter open , his head lolls to the side, the unfamiliar clock blinks in neon blue three forty five am. He turns the other way and sees a small lump laying next to him, mokuba lays curled in ball in the middle of the upper most portion of the bed. On the other side of the sleeping mass of messy hair is kaiba, sitting with his back against the wall arms slumped down, one hand on his lap the other rested on mokubas shoulder. His head is leaned back against the wall, lips slightly parted allowing for his light breathing. Jou takes in the image, he wants to be angry, not sure why but he does. However he cant bring himself to be legitimately upset, so settle to think for a moment just think. 'when is the last time, someone helped me when I was hurt so bad...” in his mind hes pulling blanks grasping at straw so moves to another thought ' im marrying kaiba...seto the ice machine kaiba' inwardly he scoffs at the name, after having seen that look of sheer terror on the brunette face. He muses that he will never see him quite the same, especially after seeing him wipe blood off his body. After knowing that seto kaiba held his head above water to prevent him from drowning, that he ran a therapeutic bath and washed him til there was no sign of what happened. His brown eyes watch as kaibas chest raises and falls in a slighted rhythm another thought passes through without permission 'he's afraid of this woman... he wants to marry some one he feels safe with. And he wants to marry me. He could get any one, but he just wants to feel safe.' he rolls his head to stare at the ceiling, only to find there isn't one, its a giant skylight. He stares at the star's in awe for a moment before exhaustion overtakes him and he returns to sleep. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------the sound that wakes him is his phone, ringing ringing ringing, what an unpleasant sound. He turns and sees kaiba glancing in his direction from the other side of the room by a tall dresser where he buttons mokubas shirt and turns him to brush his wild mane of long choppy black hair. He looks over to the phone that's rings and buzzes slowly moving forward toward the edge of the small table. He reaches out and picks it up lazily flipping it open answering in his too tired voice. “oi ?” “OMIGAWD YOUR ALIVE!” is the shrieking message in sound of yugis voice. “ya, im fine. Whats up?” “what do you mean whats up?! We looked everywhere for you when we saw all you things on the side of the road all covered in- WHOS BLOOD WAS THAT!?” “he threw my stuff out?” “WHY IS THAT WHAT YOUR WORRIED ABOUT?! Where are you jou I'm was so scared I couldn't sleep at all last night.” kaiba trots over with the intention to ask jou if he would like breakfast downstairs or in bed. “im at kaibas but-” “OMIGAWD ARE YOU ALIVE!?” Kaiba quirks an eyebrow at this jou scrunches his eyes shut “yug, calm down stop yellin' im fine, please stop yellin im getting a headache” “im sorry jou, I just wanna know what happened and that your safe-” “dad flipped out I went to kaiba and he patched me up, im more than safe and im hungry so can I call you back yug?” “you went to kaiba?” “yea” “why?” “ill talk to you later yug” he flips the phone shut and looks at kaiba who wears a black turtle neck his usual black pants knee length boots assorted buckles and a curious expression. “what ?” he smirks “are you alive?” “are you gonna feed me?” kaiba laughs then places his fingertips over his mouth, shocked with himself. The blonde looks at him curiously as he answers. “I was going to ask you'd prefer to stay and eat in bed or if you would like to go to the dining room.” jou mulls it over for a moment before scooting over to the edge of the bed and throwing the blankets off of him. “what's a dining room like?” sitting at the long table already is mokuba trying to button the top of his uniform jacket, only be done by long nimble fingers. Kaiba pushes mokubas hair back out of his face before sighing exasperatedly and seating himself down beside his younger brother. “you know one day we'll have to cut that hair” the younger just glares daggers at the brunette, before he can answer a maid opens a door to the left allowing for a butler to push a shiny cart loaded with trays of various breakfast bits into the room. They lift covered trays up and organize them onto the preset table and pouring two glasses of orange juice. In front of kaiba they set a simple black mug and pour strong dark coffee from a rather dainty looking coffee pot. Right beside that they place a miniature pitcher of cream and small covered bowl of sugar, complete with long tiny spoon. A few minutes later a maid with short glossy black hair enter the room with her head down, to announce the time. Mokuba jumps from his seat drinks his remaining orange juice in one gulp and tries to run for the door, only to be caught by the arm so kaiba can slam his hand firmly down on his back. Mokuba gets free and tries to say he doesn't need his big brother to do those things, but instead burps and scurries for the door blushing violently. “did you just burp mokuba?” kaiba lets a slight smile creep across his face “if I don't he'll wind up coming home with an upset stomach.” “wow” the blonde stares at him from over his second serving of scrambled eggs bacon and toast. Kaiba munches his toast for a moment before informing jou “i heard half of your conversation this morning, if your things have been thrown out than we shall need to take you shopping.” jou glares “ its prolly just in front of my building, we can just pick it up. No need to but new things.” kaiba wrinkles his nose at the thought of having a bunch of rain sodden boxes in the back of ANY of his cars. “ you need new clothes” “i do not.” “your clothes have more holes than a pincushion,your getting new clothes.” “... dont we have to go to school?” “i called in for you.” jou stares wide eyed and slack jawed at kaiba “you can do that? Am I gonna get in trouble.” “i told them that today would be spent planning our wedding. They where...well your not in any trouble” jou groans placing his forehead in his hands “aww man now every ones gonna know” “no, I told them gossip is unhealthy. To make sure none of the student body found out.” jou places a hand on his chest and exhales deeply. “i wouldn't want honda or yug to find out like that.” kaiba blinks at jou not sure how to respond. “i see you've finished, I have some clothes you can wear for today whole we go shopping.” he downs the last of his coffee and sets down the sets his cup down soundlessly, he pushes himself back in the chair and heads upstairs. Jou stands wearing only black briefs,looking in the mirror stunned to see only light scarring where there was once missing chunks of flesh. He pulls slightly at the lip of his briefs to see lightly tanned flesh, smooth and creamy- not an ugly bruise in sight. He grins to himself as he sticks one unmarred leg into dark blue jeans, enjoying the feel of the heavy denim he saunters over and picks up a dark green t shirt with a tribal image of a red eyed dragon wrapping up the left sleeve, digging its claws into the fabric right over jous heart. Right on the space of the bathroom counter where the shirts was set earlier is a box, a box he had been to excited to notice. He peeks at it as if it might bite him for a moment before he opens it to find black converse sitting tucked neatly in the box. Upon exiting the bathroom he finds kaiba sitting at the foot of his bed snapping the last of his left boots buckle up, he glances at jou before shifting and moving to the other boot. Jou watches as kaiba laces up his boots only to buckle them down tightly, he wonders out loud. “how come you wear those?” kaiba stand smirking as he watches jou curiously take his casual wear “why haven't you dyed your hair?” kaiba stands wearing a sleeveless black shirt with a plunge just deep enough to spot his collar bone, over which hang several necklaces one is of course his card shaped locket with the hidden picture of his brother. Above those are various pendants on either silver chains or black cords, clinging to arms are leather bracers the initial S.K. Emblazoned on them. Gripping his legs are black pants that tuck beneath his boots, these pants however are sewn with white thread instead of black. “you tellin me you wear those crazy things just cause you like em?” kaiba laughs without answering and motions for jou to follow. Jou follows kaiba down a labrynth of hallways until they make it to a garage the same size as the park next to jous apartment complex, filling this room are cars cleaner than the day they where pulled off the lot. What jou does notice about the cars flooding the vicinity “hey!? Most of these are american- their muscle cars!” kaiba quirks an eyebrow at jou nodding as he unlocks a small cupboard by the door. After plucking down the keys the car nearest the exit he smile as jou peeks in the window of one car with his hands behind his back, like he was afraid to touch it. “you know their not made of glass, even the glass is bulletproof.” jou quickly steps away from the cherry red stingray as if someone slapped his hand. They barrel down the road in a midnight blue dodge charger with a slate gray interior, accented with small black edgings here and there. Jou watches the world fly by in a blur of colors, noting at stop lights how people stop and point their car with giant grins how some glare jealously. “pick a station pup” jou blinks and looks at kaiba who doesn't look away from the road, then to the radio with too many buttons. “thats okay” kaiba refrains from rolling his eye only because the light turned green, he moves his hand off the clutch and flicks the radio to life “these are the stations, if you don't like those turns this” by the end of the drive jou has not decided on an acceptable station has discovered that there's a DVD player in the passenger side dash board. They sit in the parking lot for moment as kaiba just watched jou fiddle with buttons, trying to figure out what they do. After a moment, jou realizes they've stopped moving, he looks up to find kaiba sitting back with his arms crossed over his chest smiling lightly at him. “were here pup” jou turns red “uh okay” they exit the car which is parked under a Ramada a few yards from the malls food court entrance. Jou looks at kaiba for a second before deciding to ask “why do you call me mutt?” “i havnt called you that once since you got to my house” “yea, now your callin me pup, which is better but why all the dog stuff?” he looks inquisitively at kaiba grinning when he spies a slight pink tint rise to his cheeks “no” “cmon tell me!” by this time jou if walking backward in front of kaiba staring him in the face, kaiba sighs exasperatedly before answering. “im allergic to dogs” “ I don't get it.” “i like dogs, I could never have one because when I was young, I got close to one and started to asphyxiate.” at this point kaiba is damn near red, jou looks at him with a softer smile realizing what he's admitting to, then stopping right at the door and grinning widely at kaiba “what!?” “you like me!” kaiba huffs at him crossing his arms over his chest “YOU LIKE MEEE!!! that's why you freaked out when I showed up at your place! That's why you was all worried about me you LIIIIKE mee!” kaiba grabs jous arm and shoves the door open to let them into the throng of people that move in small cluster's through the collection of shops. Kaiba leans down to jous ear and hisses “yes okay now shut up.” jou grins and grips onto the brunettes forearm “i will not! Your fine with marrying me but if I decide to flirt with you you get freaked out- whats with that?” the brunette only scowls, thus causing jou to grin wider ,he lets go of kaibas arm but walks closer than he needs to. “so you like me, whats wrong with that?” kaiba stop in front of the same shop that jous current clothes came from and ushers him in “yes, I like you jou. But I know very well you came to me out of necessity. Not want.” the blondes eyes roam over the racks of displayed shirts the he leans toward kaiba and looks at him with that impish smile. “yea, so? I didn't know you wanted me, and you shown me a lot in just a few hours.” he turns to face the rather flustered looking brunette, dipping his head into kaibas field of vision. “you cant make me do anything I don't wanna, I'm here now cause I wanna be, I wanna be here cause you showed me someone I didn't know was there, this you-” he punctuates the word by jabbing kaiba in the chest “- is someone I like I can get used to this you, the one that smiles that laughs. The one that brushes his little brothers hair, the one that watched after me all night. Whats wrong? You like me- your gonna marry me. Here I thought you where supposed to have a crush on yer husband.” he watches kaibas face flush a deep red, it is quickly pushed down. “that was unexpected” jou grins and decides to poke through a pile the nearest rack of shirts before asking “so whats the budget?” “ just pick what you want, don't worry about the price.” the blonde looks up at him from the divide in the the rack that poked into. “whatever you say kaiba” the brunette sighs audibly. “nyeh? what wrong ?” “my name is seto” almost an hour later they leave the shop with four large bags of t shirts and jeans, seto drags jou down another wing of the mall to find shoes to go with the various outfits. “whats wrong with what I got on, I like these and their brand new.” “ you cant wear the same shoes every day, they don't match all your clothes” “their black they match everything!” “your getting new shoes deal with it.” jou looks around the shop spotting a pair of black vans with dark green laces and accents, he smile and sees kaiba sitting on a bench looking him with a quirked eyebrow. He searches the piles of boxes underneath the display shoe to find a size ten, he plops down on the bench beside the brunette kicking off the converse and trying on the vans. Rather than tie them, he keeps them loose and tucks the remaining laces into the sides of the shoe. Happy with result he settle to grin wildly, at having TWO pairs of shoes- he was lucky to get the one hand me down sneakers he had before. After a few more shops and a couple of hours they've filled the back seat with various shapes and sized of boxes and bags. This time jou flicks the radio to life while seto revs the engine and pulls out, they settle on a station playing 'fake it' by seether. After leaning back jou looks at the radio for a moment, and feels the grin that's been glued to his face most of the day fall into a light scowl. “whats wrong pup?” he doesn't look up from his lap. “was I rude this morning? To yug I mean...” “ not in my book” jou gives him a sidelong glare and huffs” “can we drop by the shop for a visit?” “...” “he'll worry himself into a seizure if I don't visit soon.” the brunette just gives a curt nod, imagining all the things yugis little entourage will have to say about their arrangement. The blonde and brunette tumble into the manor, both looking as if they'd been through war. On the couch in the living room sits mokuba watching 'under the red hood' he turns in place standing on his knees to look over the back of the couch. “what happened to you guys!? Did you get mobbed or something!?” they look at each other and burst into hysterical laughter. Mokuba hops off the couch stroll up to them still holding his bowl of popcorn. “what? They found you have a crush on jou?” the blonde clutches his stomach laughing so hard hes no longer making any real noise, seto has a hand over his mouth trying to stifle the laughter, after a moment he succeeds. Jou wheezes before he answer's “something like that.” gray eyes look from one to the other curiously. On day of the wedding , jou smile's at his reflection in the mirror straightening his bow tie thinking about how nervous he'd been the day before And what seto's solution to it had been. their lips pressed gently together, seto softy runs his fingers through silky golden locks as he pulls away and presses his forehead to jous “am I that bad?” an embarrassed smile breaks across jous face as he realizes just who it is that hes going to marry, at that moment he wasn't nervous anymore. Here in the mirror he run's his fingers through his hair straightens his cufflinks and flicks invisible dust off his shoulders. He tries to keep a straight face, but cant help the grin that places itself back on his face. His ear twitches as he hears the sound of mokubas voice on the other side of the door, he sticks head in and grins widely at jou. “you look great jou!” he runs in and hugs jou around the waist excitedly, he then glances at the door when he hears his cue to start down the aisle. With that he picks up the red pillow on the chair and rushes out the door picking a silver band out of his coat pocket. He hears his own cue and marches out, down the hall way to the wide double doors,he can no longer hear the music over the thudding of his heart. He doesn't register all the people filling the pews, all the grandeur that went into the decor. He only sees there at the end of the aisle looking only at him bright blue eyes, the person he never thought he could even be friends with. The person that in less than a full week he'd found himself with a terrible crush on, here he was marching down the aisle to marry him. Rather than say his ' I do's he turns bright red and nods vigorously. He loves the way seto's voice sounds when he says I do, so calm and confident as if he has no doubts whatsoever. 'you may now kiss the-' jou reaches out and grabs seto by the lapels of his coat, pulling him forwards getting up on tiptoe and crushing his lips against seto's, seto wraps his arms around jou and slips his tongue into jous mouth. They kiss deeply only separating only to breathe, afterward they look around the cheering audience. Jou feels himself flush bright red feeling himself being pulled close to seto as they walk back down the aisle to the limo waiting out front. Reception went off for the most part without a hitch, aside from honda getting drunk and trying to take a swing at seto for taking advantage of jou. In the limo afterward jou sits leaning against seto still giggling from his one glass of wine. Seto grins to himself as he looks at jou who lets his hands wander over jous chest, the brunette thinks out loud “jou you've never drank before have you?” he shakes his head no and kisses his cheek and flicks his tongue over setos ear. Jou seems to sober for a moment as he worry's his lower lip. “seto, can I tell you something?” seto kisses jous cheek “of course” the blondes face floods red as he looks sheepishly up at seto “i.. I aint never even considered lookin at a guy. So your the first one I kissed n I just want you too-” seto smiles pressing his lips and against jous, jou who is blushing so bright he radiates warmth. “pup, I promise ill be gentle” jou beams and decide he feels much better, he shows this by straddling setos lap and kissing him deeply. Their chests press down against each other as they writhe against each other huffing and panting, seto lifts jous leg up over his shoulder and thrusts forcefully into him. Jou throws his head back as his lover pummels his prostate, he screams in uninhibited ecstasy letting his nails dig into setos biceps. After a moment jou begins letting his hips move on their own, meeting every one of his lovers thrusts their hips crash together like waves hitting the shore. Seto groans audibly allowing himself to revel in jous flesh, hes never been so aroused in his life, he can feel all his self control slipping through his fingertips. In all his years hes found him self aroused by the sound his partner made, because he was never sure he could trust it. But jou let his eye's glaze over as he huffs and mewls and moans never holding a damn thing back, so expressive. Seto stands on his knees raising jous hips and pumps into him relentlessly, he bites his lip to keep from coming on the spot when he sees his lover begin to work his neglected member in time to his thrusts. “nn come for me, come for me katsuya” his back arches up off the bed as he throws his head back splurting thick ribbons of creamy white come all over his chest. Seto moans as he watches , groans as he feels jous walls close in around him milking him for everything hes worth. He thrusts in as deep as he can go, folding jous legs down on his chest as he spills his seed deep inside his precious lover. He grins as he looks down and sees jou huffing , his deep lust darkened eyes gazing up at him from between his own thighs. He lets out a rumble deep in his throat and lets himself tumble down next to jou, whose body unfurls beside him. There she is again sitting across his desk a snide smirk tugging at her lusty red lips, shes wearing a different shade of red this time, a different corset. Its longer and grips her hips, the thought of gripping her hips flits through his mind but does not cross his features. “i believe you've been a busy little thing in that one business week that I've been away. You got married precious...” the brunette smiles at her, “ah you saw that did you, well as it turns- your proposition had me thinking about the subject of marriage. I thought about how much im willing to give up for my company, then I thought who do I actually want to marry. I decided the two do not coincide, and that I am not willing to give that much of myself up for a profit margin. I run a toy company, I make money making people happy. What is the point of all that if I myself am not happy? So I regret to tell you that I will not be able to accept your offer.” she looks at him less than surprised, she raises her chin and leers at him with her despicably green eyes. It irks him the way she doesn't seem even remotely bothered by his news, by the fact that she lost- he won! Didn't he?! “i hope you are speaking the honest truth,because did you know? There are requirements for a marriage to be legitimized, for it to be accepted as a true and honest marriage. You should look into that, I think I might.” she says with a grin and stalks out of the room with her head held high. Jou sits on the couch watching avatar the last airbender , he grins when he hears the door swing open. The blonde jumps off the couch to greet his new husband only to find him running for the nearest bathroom dropping to his knees and vomiting. Jou runs after him stopping at the door way and gasps “oh my gawd seto!? Are you alright?” pulling himself away from the toilet and flushing, seto sits back on his haunches wondering why he feels played. “she played me...she knew...” mokuba sticks his head in the doorway and hands seto a bottle of mouthwash. “whats wrong big brother? Do you need me to look something up?” seto stands as he swishes the blue liquid around in his mouth, spitting in the sink and wiping his mouth he turns to mokie “look up what the legal requirements are for marriage” mokuba looks back and forth between the both of them. “you guys did consummate your marriage didn't you?” jou blinks at mokuba “con su what?” seto cuts in “ it means we had sex, and yes. She knows something I didn't” mokuba scrolls through several web pages from his phone silently grimacing, jou watches seto splash his face with cold water, he speaks a quiet frightened voice. “does that mean, you might not need me anymore?” seto stops dead, he turns quickly to face jou, not bothering to hide his hurt expression. “what?! Jou I married you, perhaps the idea was put in my head for the wrong reason- but I said I do and I meant it- I mean it now and tomorrow and everyday after that. Pup shes trying to find a way to void our marriage. She wants to take you away from me... I don't want to lose you pup. That's why i'm scared I'm terrified of you leaving me.” he stand inches from jou who sags with relief and lets himself lean into setos chest. Mokuba clears his throat “thats all good n sweet, but we have a problem.” the couple looks at mokuba so intensely he fears he might sink into the floor “ah, you need a baby- by the end of the first year.” “WHAT?!” “unless of course the wife proves to be infertile in which case an adoption case can be opened.” seto looked over at mokuba “we would have to adopt??” the younger boy sighs heavily “the WIFE has to prove infertile- you have no wife. Husbands- your both considered husbands. So by the end of one year you have to provide a child that's id born of both your flesh and blood.” seto leans back against the wall “we cant do that...we cant do... that.” jou blinks back and forth thinking to himself. Mokuba thinks out loud “what about invitro fertilization?” seto groaned. Knowing how long it took to get permission for that. “we dont have time to wait to get approved for that” “whats invitro?” jou inquires, mokuba answeres since he can see the mood his brother is in “its where you get a an egg and sperm from one couple and put in a another woman who serves as a surrogate mother.” jou blinks “we don't even have an egg” mokuba continues “there are procedures to get an egg from a sperm and vice verse, it takes forever to get approved and even longer to find a suitable surrogate” jou inquires further “what if you already have a surrogate?” mokuba just looks at jou curiously “well than I guess you can bypass the paperwork if everyone approves, but then you just gotta get a doctor” with that the blonde reaches out and snatches mokies phone from his hands and trots off back toward the couch dialing a number he know by heart. He flops over onto the couch with the brothers slowly trailing behind him, the blonde turns eying them mischievously “shoo! Go get a good doctor then- I can handle this much” the brother run up the stairs both on one phone call after another, it ending with several doctors resumes pouring through the fax machine in the brunette's home office. Seto opens another ream of printing paper refilling the fax machine for the third time watching mokuba staple several documents together all the while with a wild grin. “mokie, why are you smiling like that?” the raven haired boy looks at his brother with a jubilant expression, he stumbles on his words for a moment before locating the correct phrase “you know what happens, if this goes through- right???” he nods stiffly “if jou has a surrogate and we can rush the approval- your GONNA BE A DADDY!” mokuba plops down on the floor, stapler in one hand a stack of papers in the other “I'm gonna be an uncle...” he seems lost in his thoughts for a moment before his gaze finds its way back to his elder brother and beams at him “you know, you should be thinking about names!” seto stared for a moment, in his mind he recalled the day his little brother was born. He remembered the excitement of flinging himself out of bed and running to the door to hurry to hospital and meet him- he ran as if it where Christmas morning and he knew what was under the tree. Allowing himself to revel in memories for once... he slouches in his chair and realizes while he cannot remember their faces he knew damn fine those two loved him and mokuba dearly. Clear as day he remembered sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and the little bundle that was his brother sat in his lap while he fed him with a funny clear bottle. Everything mokuba learned was almost entirely because seto had been willing to teach. Jou strolls into the room looking at the piles of stapled papers with bright colored post it note's on them. He looks at mokuba whos now flipping through papers , circling the name on the post it note and placing it on the desk. seto sorts through them as he worries his lower lip, dropping the unworthy into the shredder. He watches them and then he smile's and sits on the edge of setos desk, the brunette quirks an eyebrow at him “we should go down stairs” jou picks up the small stack of doctors both brothers had approved of, shoves it under his arm and scurries down stairs just in time for the front door to burst open. She runs in at full speed throwing her arms around jou and dropping wet kisses all over his cheeks, she pulls away and shouts “yes ill do it ill do it! I'm gonna be an AUNTIE!” kaiba looks at mokuba who grins wildly assessing the scene and looking at his brother with an impish grin. The girl with hair some where between blonde and red that falls just past the small of her back peels her self off of her brother and looks at kaiba with a big smile. She then turns to face him placing her hands on her hips raising her chin to him “well im here to audition to be your surrogate!” seto quirks an eyebrow “i dont think we could have imagined a more suitable candidate.” she claps her hands together in front of her before throwing her arms around the brunette's neck and hugging him tightly,while she dangles from him she turns to looks at jou “you landed yourself the golden goose here big brother!” he smiles coyly “yea, I know.” “why am I a goose?” six months later three people sit idly in the office of serenity's doctor, she giggles at them while they continue the argument that has lasted the last three months, what to name the baby. She mulls over one thought before blurting “what about Akira?” they both look at her confused for a moment, jou blinks for a bit. “i kinda like it” he looks at the brunette who seems to be thinking “Akira, it means brilliant, or bright...intelligent... I like it” he says crossing his arms and puffing out his chest triumphantly. Jou leans against the man he's entirely positive hes in love with( although he hasn't admitted it) he lets the name roll off his tongue “akira kaiba...” seto watches as jou swoon for an born child. “akira jounouchi kaiba. I like that, don't you?” jou, can no longer logically be referred to as jou- seto now calls him either pup or katsuya. Although yugi and the like still call him jou, even thou he is now legally katsuya kaiba, he found him self a bit sad as he lost that part of himself. The blonde look's at him with wide eye brimming just slightly, he shakes his head, wiping away his un-shed tears of joy. “yes , I like that very much.” the door to the small room opens as a small cheerful pudgy man strolls in with a clipboard and pen. He wears his long white coat over his sky blue button up shirt and wrinkle free khaki pants. He reaches over to jou and seto shaking their hands “it's so nice to see you all again” he pats serenity on her shoulder. Then places his hand over her bulging belly, feeling a slight kick. “aha! You should look into soccer for this one!” he gives a hearty laugh as he opens a set of metal draws and puts on latex gloves getting their sonogram ready as he inquires “any morning sickness?” “still nothin sir” “apetite?” seto answers for her “ she eats like her brother....im debating having a second fridge brought in” the doctor laughs as serenity blushes. “good good! Its all good for the baby. Have you been taking all your vitamins?” “yes sir I have.” “okay any dizziness or disorientation? Anything I should know about? Headaches?” she shakes her head no “seto and nii chan have been taking wonderful care of me, so I've got no complaints at all” “okay then, are you ready its cold.” she lifts her the soft purple fabric of her maternity top over her belly as he squeezes a liberal amount of cold clear gel onto her belly. She shivers as he runs the device over her belly and watches the small screen beside her , the other two stand up and lean in to peer and the curled form of their child. The sound of a small rapid heart beat flood the room. All three of them grin at the sound and watch and the child shifts in her belly. She sits behind her black steel desk in a leather chair flipping through the stock report as announced In the domino daily. She smile's at a small article hanging off to the very edge of the page, its the announcement of the naming of the newest kaiba. She feels her grin slide down and become a very rare scowl. “damn hes determined...” in her mind she was entirely positive he would attempt something of the sort, but had thought time would, as it always had serve in her favor. In the recesses of her thoughts she debates on letting him win, she hadn't accounted for the mutt having a sibling- that was stupid. It was her own damn fault for getting complacent- and lazy. She stand in her tall black boots the heels clicking as they touch down, her green eyes peer over the work floor of her headquarters. She watches many of the small people in the distance scrub at the grime coating the tops of her windows, the grime that emanates from her production floor. She watches a tall ladder snap and collapse underneath one of her workers, leaving him dangling and slowly spinning from the safety rope tied to his harness. Her grin peeks back onto her face as she watches him struggle. The woman with wide hips and corkscrew curls mentally lists the number of technologies invented and owned by seto kaiba, she need something to tide her over until. Someone raps softly against the black glass of her office door, she leans on her walking stick. A tall man with glossy black hair pulled back into strict ponytail, a monocle and silk top hat strolls in. he wears a long black split tail jacket over a red silk sur coat and white button up shirt. Wrapping around the upward facing collar in a matching red tie held down with a roman crucifix. He lifts his hat with a white gloved hand and tips intro a slight bow. He replaces his hat and hold out his other hand in which he holds a wooden box, about the size of a child shoebox. She saunters over to him, he opens the box for her to see several jewels glittering without equal. “it looks like I wont be needing that kaiba boy any more” “do you wish I rid you of him?” she tilts her head to the side smiling coyly “ there is no need, we must not waste time.” he gives her a curt nod allowing her to pull the box of star bright gems from his hand. Three months later seto sits in the council room with his board members, staring at the newest report on tv. Kaiba thinks to himself (shit shit shit, shes pissed how did she do that?!) on the wide tv is an image of her face in small box off in the corner of the screen, the rest is rathe hassled looking reporter announcing the downfall of both schrodercorp and the black crown. “in a single night Ilsa Merrow the famous 'heartless knight' of industrial eden took hold of both superpowers Schrodercorp and the black crown along with several other smaller companies and has ejected ll form of authority within each company. By doing this she has attached each company to her own changing them from innocent gaming industries into branches of her own facilities. We don't know what she is intending to with these new acquisitions just yet, all we know is that in each one she is building a production floor for something some one called a 'Cyber soldier'” seto leers at the screen. He snaps his fingers, the screen blanks as his eyes roam over each man surrounding the table. “it looks like I saved us quite a bit of... trouble. With my decision to-” someone bursts into the door, his secretary “MR KAIBA HOSPITAL NOW.. BABY! BABY IS COMING!!!” he doesn't bother to address his audience- he just bolts for the door. The hospital lounge is filled with various oddities of people two blonde spiky hair one with a sharp coif, four with silver hair two of which have a deep tan the other two with porcelain flesh. one boy with ultra long black hair surrounded by three men in flat black suits, and a simple looking girl with short brown hair falling out of a loose bun. The hospital room is white sterile and spacious, in the center of the room serenity grunts and screams as she arrived to late for an epidural. On either side of her are seto and jou who hold her hands and push with her, the doctor between her legs tells her repeatedly “your doing good, now keep pushing! Keep on pushing” a nurse to the side stands beside a deep steel sink holding a towel, looking curiously from one young man to the other. Her scream ripples out the door causing every person in the waiting room to stiffen and stare at the wide double doors that open to the hallway that leads to her room. Just a few moments later jou comes barreling through the doors to face his friends with the biggest teary eyed smile any of them have seen “ITS TWINS! We have boys! Twin boys!” he turns and rushes back in to room followed by a small mob, mokuba weaves his way between his friends to shove the door open and running to stand next to his brother and congratulate 'auntie' on a job well done. Yugi and company filter into the room and see something they didn't think possible. Seto kaiba leaning against his husband crying as he drop kiss after kiss onto the face of his new son,he has one small whining child bundled in his arms as jou passes his bundled child over to his sister to hold. “mokuba, they have your hair..” seto says as he puls back the blanket from the top of Akiras head, revealing a tuft of wild black hair. “oh can I hold him nii chan?” he sits on the edge of serenitys bed reaching out for one of his nephews. Yugi stands with yami asking to hold the second son, she nods weakly and passes him off to yugi while yami gives a small wave to the babbling child. “set' what will we name him?” jou asks as he looks at the boy with no name, yugi looks up from the baby with a big grin “you guys made beautiful babies!” a general murmur of agreement filters through the room, the children are passed down the line until they return to their parents where kaiba smiles down at the unnamed child. “satoru...i think we should call him satoru” katsuya smiles at his husband, lays a small kiss on his cheek before responding “its a very nice name, I do like it...” serenity nodded with heavy eyelids, the others in the room gave a general mutter of agreement. Thirteen years later two boys sit in the lobby of the kaiba corp building in the two cushioned chairs beside the receptionists desk. Bothe have luminous blue eyes and wide grins, the boy on the left has long sleek black hair rolling over his shoulders and down his back stopping at his waist, it is adorned with a few braids adorned with solid gold beads shaped like the eye of ra. He wears a t shirt with wide green and black stripes, dark jeans with black sneakers and green laces. The other has a short mop of shaggy black hair with big red streaks in it, his shirt is a formfitting red v neck covered with a puffy black vest. He wears tight black denim jeans over which tall black and silver converse climb up to his knees. The boys take turns trying to slap each others hands pausing when they hear the hiss of the lobby door opening. A small pudgy man in violently ejected from the doorway landing on his stomach and smashing his face into the cold tile- causing his thick glasses to crumble on his face. They look back the door not listening the little man curse and grunt, with the heavy thud of a weighted boot hitting the ground their father steps into the light leering down his nose at the man. Seto kaiba stands wearing sleek black pants his customary combat styled boots a wide leather belt with a sterling silver buckle, on his trim torso is a long sleeved turtle neck. Gripping his fore arms are kevlar bracers to match the thin layer of kevlar hidden beneath his shirt. Glittering on his left hand is a black steel ring in the shape of a dragon eating its tail, its ruby eyes glinting in the fluorescent light. The small man scrambles to his feet squinting angrily in kaibas direction. “YOU CANT FIGHT HER FOREVER!” Kaiba arches a slim brow at the man, but his worries are answered by the two boys sitting in the chair. “your right mr!” the boy with long hair grins- his reflection continues “someday papa will knock that crazy lady off her high horse” the boys break into hysterical fits of laughter, having met 'her' several times since their early memories. Kaiba steps forward toward the small man who squeaks and runs for the door. The lobby door hisses open again, out steps a woman with a red bowler hat and corset, her red lips twisted into a slight smirk. She tips her hat to kaiba, behind her trails a tall man with a silk hat. “you know Mr.kaiba I begin to think the next time I visit, we'll just settle it over a game of chess.” he gives her a curt nod. “that would probably end about the same.” she laughs hysterically as she sways her wide hips out the door to a hearse styled limo. Watches her drive away then looks at his boys with a smirk “a game of chess is how I won this” he says looking about the room with a lazy smirk. “papa,” the boy with streaks of red says “ how come she stopped trying to win?” the other chirps “ and when did she stop trying to win?” he guides them to the door opening the door to the waiting limo “ she stopped trying to win right around the time you two where born.” the door shuts behind kaiba as the sleek limo pulls out to the near deserted streets of domino japan. He watches as the city flys past his window's , his city in his country. The country he kept out of that woman's grasp for almost fourteen years now. He wonder's to himself how many countries her cyber soldiers have over taken how many places quiver when her boots set down on their soil, her soil. He wonder's what would have happened if katsuya had rejected his offer of marriage, but then again he also wonders what 'mama' will have set on the dinner table for them when they arrive home. ~OWARI~While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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