Gettin' Bi Mai

Author's Corner: HIYAAA! I R BACK AND WITH A FRESH NEW CHAPTER JUST FOR YOU ALL! :P I was really, REALLY in a dark period of my life, won't go into the details but it was draining. It was to the point when I barely had the motivation to get out of bed in the morning.But now that I've finally taking control of my life and feeling a lot better mentally, my motivation has graciously returned to me so that I can do what I do best and continue with entertaining you guys! And even though I haven't been posting, I still have been busy with fanfiction writing. I actually have some new stories in the works but first, I would like to finish with what I've so readily started and with a new chapter of Gettin Bi Mai to kick it all off! *throws confetti*

Thanks for all the reviews that I have received in between chapters. I just want to let you guys know that you all have been on my mind. So again sorry for the ridiculously long wait. *hugs and kisses to those who wants them*

Special thanks to Drachenaugen, Neptuneicekat, and a new friend, who I am very,very blessed to have, Nicole. You guys have supported me when I really needed a friend. Without you guys, I seriously doubt that I was going to be able to get over my negative self. But with a lot of help, I have sucked it up and ready to tackle my plot bunnies again. Thank you all so much *glomps with tears* Same goes to all my fans, you guys also rock.

So now, without FURTHER delay *winks and brushes off the dust on my homely ole tree stump, sitting down with a teary smile*

Gather round, kiddies, Mother Mizu is finally home and has a story to tell... *sniffles*

Chapter 10


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With a sigh, Chaun-Li, the internationally known photographer, looked with discontent at what came up on his laptop screen. Never in his 14 year-long career had he ever seen such tension on the set. It surprised him immensely since he had worked with this particular band a couple of years before and up till now, their photo performance had been impeccable. He couldn't help but wonder if Jou Kats' surprise announcement of earlier had something to do with it—no, he KNEW it had something to do with it. But he just couldn't help but ponder on how long this supposed affair had been going on and how come such resentment was surfacing now.

And if this had, in fact, been going on for years then the members of Shattered Dreams were some damned good actors and if they were ever in need of a second gig, he knew some people in the biz that could help. However,that was not his concern, and only the increasingly difficult task that was at hand, was. Unfortunately though, he had no choice but to make it his concern, considering that this apparent group animosity was ruining his mojo. Such pictures as the ones he had been taking for the past hour or so was only good for trash magazines that took pleasure in spreading rumors, lies, and best of all, the ugly truth.

With determination to continue on with his flawless record in photography, Chuan-Li brushed his long raven bangs from his face and stood up straight from his crouching position, the sternness and irritation was quite evident in his grayish-blue eyes as well as his voice.

"Okay, Satoru, baby, work with me here. You going to have to move closer to Mai or else you'll look like you only have one arm in the shot."

The guitarist scoffed and moved only a tenth of a millimeter to 'bitch country' as he puts it before crossing his arms. "Actually, a chopped off arm sounds...ow!"

"Behave!" Kuroki whispered crossly, after successfully elbowing Satoru in the side. "We have to put our feelings aside and act like professionals now."

"Damn it, Kuroki, you're not even in the shot! Move closer!" The irate photographer screeched.

Seto snickered quietly as he leaned lazily in his director's chair that was located just behind the photographer. He could always expect such brashness from Satoru but now that brashness was beginning to grow on Kuroki as well. The brunet guessed that it was because of the obvious feelings that the drummer had for the other and the influence was just now beginning to show.

And he should know. Jounouchi had put a similar change in him and it had taken effect when he and Mokuba had moved to California. He had never seen so many blonds in all of his life. They were all carefree, goofy in their antics and their smiles and tans were as radiant as the Californian sun--all of them, in some fashion, had reminded him of Jounouchi. It seemed so fitting to picture the lead singer of having roots in California rather than in New York but Kaiba guessed that an accent could certainly go a long way. But in any case, the brunet figured that it was time for a change, and, sure enough, friendship had suddenly became a common thing to the brunet and he almost contemplated never wanting to go back to Japan, but of course, his heart simply wouldn't let him stay.

Noticing that is was suddenly quiet on the stage other then the sounds of the camera shutters, Seto glanced up and was shocked to see that Satoru and Kuroki had finally hunkered down and was cooperating with Mai. Now, they looked like the band that he would always see gracing the covers of magazines.

“Now THIS is what I’m talking about!” Chuan-Li exclaimed in excitement, dropping to his knees for a dramatic angle. “Mai, now tilt your head up baby and give me that fierce look.”

“Oh, shit. We’re doing jungle shoots now?” Satoru asked in slight confusion, resting his hand on Kuroki’s left shoulder.

“Does China even have jungles?” The drummer asked with a wry grin.

“Hell if I know but Jet-Li here just told the gorilla to look fierce,” replied the guitarist with a shrug.

“I’LL GIVE YOU FIERCE YOU COCK WHORE!” Mai squealed with an insane amount of gibberish to follow.

Sighing, Chuan-Li banged his head repeatedly against his camera while Seto doubling over in laughter. Well, it lasted for a few good shots, the brunet happily mused before a deep masculine voice halted his thoughts.

“Heh, sounds like da advertisement shots are done, so I guess it’s time fah da main cover! Huzzah!” announced the lead singer of Shattered Dreams, jumping in the door way and flexing his oily muscles and biceps.

Seto painfully snorted in mid-laughter at the blond wet dream before him. He swallowed the thick bile that quickly gathered in his throat, only to growl in realization that, once again, the stirrings in his groin was taking the most precedence, which, of course, was annoying as hell. The drooling image of swirling golden locks framing Jounouchi’s stunning facial features with the trench coat flaps hovering around his hot, cut, and hard body screamed ‘fuck me’ to the CEO of Kaiba Corp. He was certainly thankful that wherever the breeze was coming from, it was somewhat cooling him off. It must be because the blond was so damn beautiful that his looks were moving the air itself. In Seto’s horny-roasted and ingenious mind, there had to have been some logic in that somewhere.

“Ok, who turned the fans on?!”

Or maybe not.

Jounouchi chuckled, stepping in. His hazel eyes zone straight into Kaiba’s glossy blue ones before reluctantly looking to the red-faced photographer. “Ah, relax, Chuan, mah man. So the fans are on, big deal.”

“Big deal…BIG DEAL?! IT’S NOT JUST THE FANS! THIS WHOLE PHOTO SHOOT IS BULLSHIT, COMPLETE GRADE A BULLSHIT! ” The professional screeched while violently shaking his laptop with his ‘failures’ displayed on the screen.

“Dude, chill! It’s still early in da game and it’s not over. I haven’t even taken a single photo yet.” The blond replied in a hushed tone, waving his hands frantically.

Giving a shaky sigh, Chaun-Li turned to his wide-eyed assistant that had been sitting quietly in the corner. “Go get me a bottle of water, room-temperature please.”

After a few more choice words in Chinese, the assistant was gone and the weary professional turned back to his Japanese celebrity. “You’re right; I am over-reacting, but why bother? Your band up there is making a total mockery of me and I have no doubt in my mind that you’ll be the icing on the cake.”

“Hmm, delectable icing…” Seto miserably muttered.

Grinning, Jounouchi gave a shrug and he walked towards the set. “Well I can’t promise dat I’ll be on mah BEST behavior but…” The blond paused a second to grab the folds of his trench coat and in one, quick hard tug downward, he was naked from about nipple high. “Ya won’t be disappointed.”

Kaiba loudly groaned. He was kind of hoping that he would be disappointed. Nothing about the ex-mutt was healthy for him and it was a wonder that he didn’t develop asthma from how many times his breath has been taken away. The brunet never thought it was possible for him, of all people, to want, no, to CRAVE another human being as much as he did Jounouchi but after observing how the bright lights were making the golden god so well defined and immortal-like, not only was it possible, it was UNFAIR. Considering the past, he wasn’t even going to dwell on how many ways that this was sweet vengeance on Jounouchi’s part.

Chuan-Li hummed in approval as he got on his knees once more. “Very nice, Kats, now center yourself just a bit more so that you’re exactly the focal point of the shot. Satoru, Kuroki, I want you guys to turn almost in a one-eighty degree angle so that your backs are partly facing Kats. Mai, get behind Kats and drape your arms around his neck.”

Seto snorted in response as he eyed the grinning woman. Well at least jealously was taking his mind off of matters of the heart as Mai was also a decent cock deflator. Sighing to himself with that somewhat satisfying thought, the brunet leaned further in his chair and was able to comfortably observe the delicious blond, who looked ready to vomit. Kaiba stared in interest at the lead singer’s uneasiness and before he knew it, he stifled a chuckle. The look on Jounouchi’s face was quite fascinating, all distraught and sexy at the same time, but, there wasn’t really anything that the blond could do that would actually make him look distasteful. It was comical, however, especially after Mai’s hand had made its way to Jounouchi’s belt buckle and the blond actually turned green. Kaiba’s smirk, which was already plastered on his face, deepened then. The revenge, on his part, was also good, if not better.

Jounouchi winced as fingers that used to be so pleasurable to the touch were now eating their way at him like battery acid. The feeling had gotten much worst, however, as he felt two, disturbingly hot mounds of silicone forcibly pressed against him. With his temper rising, the blond tried to inch away but damn it if the bitch didn’t moved in even CLOSER. “Mai, dude, ya can’t drill ya breasts into mah back so will ya please back off with dat?!”

“Is there a problem, Kats?” Chun-Li asked in a warning tone.

Jounouchi gave a nervous laugh while trying to ignore the annoying cackles on either side of him. “Um, naw, no problem, just makin’ sure ya getting mah good side.”

“Great!” exclaimed the photographer giving a thumbs up, putting the camera back to his face. “Now Mai you have to move a little closer. I mean you just heard the news about Kats breaking the engagement, so act like you’re not going to go down without a fight. Act, POSSESIVE.”

“Ya bastard.”

“Excuse me again, Kats?”

Jounouchi growled. “Will ya just take da damn shot please! Mah skin is melting!” He tensed up as he felt his ex-lover’s lips graze his neck.

“Aw, am I making you hot like old times?” Mai cooed in the blond’s ear, purposely mistaken the shivers that she elicited as something positive.

Gritting his teeth, Jounouchi sneered. “Mai, I swear ta GAWD!”

“Perfect, hold it please!” Chun-Li butted in with a hushed tone as he began taking pictures, only to pause for a second to stare directly at Kuroki, who, despite the make-up, was un-naturally red in the face. “Kuroki, I swear, you are twisting my balls here! You’re usually the main one I could depend on for good shots other then Kats!”

Bursting out in a fit of giggles, the drummer held up his hands in defeat. “Ok. Ok. Sorry, omigod, sorry but, but seriously, how can you take pictures of Kats when he looks like he’s suffering from constipation?”

Satoru scoffed, flipping his bangs. “That’s a surprise to me since Mai actually reminds me of a suppository.”

Giving Satoru a nasty look, Mai held onto Jounouchi tighter, causing the poor blond to twitch.

“What bitch? I know when I look at you; it makes me want to run to the nearest shitroom! Poor Kats isn’t constipated; he’s probably over there suffering from mud butt in those leather pants!”

“Alright that’s it! The both of you take ten..fuck…take twenty! We’ll just take some shots of Kats and Mai and then you two with some filler models! Gah! It’s like babysitting children!” Taking a long swig of his water, Chun-Li stared expectantly at the two members of Shattered Dreams. “Well?”

“Are all the models going to be male models, GAY male models? None of those, I’m not gay and I swear it’s for the money bastards like I had the last time.” Satoru said with a snort, sauntering off from the set. “I mean, for fuck’s sake, it was like a room full of Kats. Cock-blocking teasers!”

Finally wiggling free of Mai, Jounouchi gave a snort. “Saa, I swear, it must be so hard to view the world without your rainbow-colored glasses.”

“Oh yeah?” Satoru asked, raising an eyebrow. “Tell that to your boyfriend since he has the hardest time seeing any goddamn thing! Poor soul must be fuckin’ blind!”

The lead singer faltered at that and he glanced over at the brunet who was currently giving him that ‘what-the-fuck-are-you-looking-at’ look.

Walking over, the guitarist patted Seto’s stiff shoulder. “Dude, again, I don’t see how you can do it. He’s with Sleeping FAKE Beauty up there and not even given a SHIT about how you’re feeling. If you were my guy, who I’ve done self-proclaimed on live T.V, mind you, I would make Chun-Li have YOU up there. But noo, he, Kats, the obviously bi-curious blond is preaching about being comfortably straight but he’s CLEARLY uncomfortable with that bitch, yet he’s STILL picking ticks from his ass. Hmph. Couldn’t. Be. Me.” Looking up to meet fiery purples eyes, Satoru continued, before turning to leave. “And look at Miss Medusa up there thinking she can turn any cock into a rock at the sight of her old ass, when in all reality, cocks are soft and spongier then Spongebob!”

“I love Spongebob.” Kuroki said with a chuckle, as he stood at the doorway waiting for his angsty partner in crime to catch up with him.

“Who doesn’t?” Satoru agreed with a chuckle, elbowing the drummer as they left. “Best gay character ever.”

“I’m tired of them always hounding me!” Mai hissed in Jounouchi’s ear. “Aren’t you tired of them always in your business?! Talking about standing up to me, why not them? I’m starting to believe that you’re only with rich fag over there because they’re pressuring you into it. Am I right?”

Not saying anything, the blond stared at Kaiba, who wasn’t even attempting to look him the eye anymore. It was as if it was too painful to do so and that everything else in the room was a lot more interesting anyway. But it’s all just pretend right? Just because he was up here taking a few shots with his ex fiancée, doesn’t mean any feelings were hurt. Besides, Kaiba was always the kind of guy to not get upset over such trivial matters—and this was indeed trivial! Mai meant nothing to him now, she haven’t been for years.

“Forget those women wannabes, you’re not like them. So why pretend to be for their sake?” Mai asked with a whisper, nuzzling Jou’s neck. “You know, I brought that purple lingerie you had used to be so fond of, maybe, after the concert, hm?”

Jounouchi took one last look at Seto, who was now staring back at him, before he shrugged out of the woman’s embrace once again. “Mai, I don—“

“Peace and quiet at last! Finally things can go according to plan.” Chuan-Li announced happily and he rushed up to the confused couple. He grinned at the looks he were receiving but pressed on unbothered. “Look I must confess. I had a hidden agenda for this photo shoot.”

“Let me guess, you’ve been talking to Kyo.” Jounouchi asked with crossed arms.

“We both figured that it would be for the band’s best interest if we were to deter the media away from your misguided outburst of earlier.”

“And the solution is to have me take exclusive photos with my ex?”

“I think it’s a lovely idea, Chuan darling!” Mai butted in, ignoring the growl coming from Jounouchi. “It’ll be the PERFECT solution to this mess that my fiancée’s band mates and that…other guy--”, the blond woman paused long enough to roll her eyes at Kaiba before finishing, “--has gotten him into.”

The CEO arched an eyebrow at the childish gesture but held his tongue. He just hoped that Jounouchi would be at least smart enough to not fall for THIS. There were plenty of other things that the blond could do to thwart the media if necessary. Shall the singer allowed this photo shoot scheme to happen, it would all fall on Kaiba’s shoulders and the paparazzi will hunt him down in hopes to find out why the idiot had mentioned him in the first place—and none of this was even his fucking idea! Seto took another look up to the small crowd and immediately took notice of the dark violet eyes gleaming with arrogance at him. Apparently the bitch knew of the potential trouble as well for she quietly mouthed the words ‘You’re going down’ and it caused Kaiba to smirk.

“I know.” Seto mouthed back while staring hungrily at Jounouchi’s crotch and proceeded to poke his tongue against his cheek to suggest something quite vulgar. In response, Mai’s face grew a dark red to heavily clash against her purple lipstick as she awkwardly stuttered, bringing attention to herself.

“Um, Mai, are you ok?” Chuan-Li suddenly asked.

Kaiba couldn’t help but snort, giving the woman a condescending glare.

“So dis is ta just confuse da paparazzi right?” Jounouchi asked, not wanting the subject to go downhill to fake breasts and thighs.

“Why of course, Kats!” With a grin, Chaun walked up to the frowning blond, grasping his shoulder. “And, hey look, if you really desire to be with Kaiba-sama, then, by all means, do so. I’m not against that at all, BUT, the way you went about it spelled trouble.”

Scoffing, Mai did a quick maintenance work on her hairstyle and retorted, “Of course it spells trouble, Chaun-chan, the world had at least expected for handsome here to not fall for such deplorable acts against nature. I believe our engagement had saved this band from where it was heading.”

“And pray fucking tell me on exactly where da band was headin’?” Jou snarled and for the first time, stepping up closer to the conniving wench that was his fiancée. “I was more popular when I was single!”

Seto grunted, biting his lip. It was one of those times when he thought back to that sickeningly addictive manga series that Mokuba had been collecting called Death Note. There was a notebook where someone’s full name could be written in it and nine seconds later, that person would die. It sort of reminded him of the ‘Death Note’ that he actually have in his possession—although he never used it. It was something that Gozuburo used to toy with and strangely enough, it didn’t get destroyed along with the rest of the tyrant’s things.

However now with one Mai Kujaku in mind, Kaiba sunk low into his seat with the temptation of that notebook taunting him. All he had to do was write the bitch’s name in there, yeah that’s it, and in red ink. Then after turning it in to the...ahem…proper people, the Pamela Anderson impersonator, would indeed be eradicated. Oh hell yeah, and in less than nine seconds. He really didn’t need any more than three.

Chaun-li gently pushed Jounouchi back. “In a sense, Mai is right, Kats. You may not see the repercussions of what you’ve done NOW, but, if nothing is done about it soon, things could certainly get tricky in the long run and especially during this tour.”

“And you’re saying that by adding even more scandal and FILTH into the equation, such people as the paparazzi will be appeased?”, Kaiba irritably butted in and finally giving in. He made sure to pointedly glare at the blond bimbo on the word, ‘filth’ as he spoke.

“Uh, well, Kaiba-sa—“

“You know, it’s really hard to acknowledge such incompetence in someone like you, who had not only been a professional photographer for YEARS, but, started out as a photographer for the Bangkok Herald, a local newspaper which had recently been shut down due to such aggression on people’s reputations.”

“But what is being done here is hardly aggressive, Kaiba-sama.” Chuan-li responded carefully at the seething brunet as he gently lead him away from earshot of his clients. Even though the CEO is a fish out of water in this environment, it doesn’t excuse the fact that the photographer was dealing with a very powerful man. He never met the blue-eyed man face to face until now but he still had ties with the Bangkok Herald and the CEO had always had taken center stage in conversations. After all, Kaiba WAS hugely responsible for the news company to be permanently shut down six months ago. They had been held accountable for Kaiba Corp’s Chinese business partner, Jin-hai in taking his own life due to alleged accusations of performing illegal business practices dealing with cocaine trafficking as well as having a secretive affair with Kaiba Seto for large sums of money—all because of bullshit gossip. eZhoquo Industries, Jin-hai’s company was rapidly rising in stocks and net worth and the brunet CEO’s sudden disappearance and supposed reappearance in China had the media go into a frenzy. As a result, Jin-hai’s wife, who had been hoping for something like that to arise, filed for divorce and won a huge settlement as well as custody of their son, leaving the poor man to his liquor and handgun. Needless to say, and in regards to Kaiba, Kaiba Corp’s board of directors had made sure that the suicide was the last story the Bangkok Herald ever had covered before the shutdown. Chuan-li certainly didn’t want anything like that to happen to his hard-earned career.

“Hardly, aggressive?!” Kaiba incredulously asked, his frown deepen to the point of murder. “In case you have forgotten, which it seems that you have, MY name has been mentioned in that idiot’s live manifesto. Do I even have to explain what THAT could entail?”

Clearing his throat once more, Chuan-li gave a calculated smile. “I can assure you, nothing of harm will be done to your carefully crafted reputation.”

Seto coolly crossed his arms with a bitter smirk, noticing the sweet, sad aroma of fear and with a nose that had been trained to detect such cowardice for years now. “Hn, no wonder a picture is worth a thousand words. Considering the bullshit that’s spewing from your mouth, it has to.”

“Well, send them to the unemployment office, isn’t that your answer to everything?” The photographer said with pretend nonchalance while choosing to ignore the glare of career suicide from the brunet’s blue eyes. “And with all due respect, Kaiba-sama, this ‘business’ decision is not yours to make this time around, remember?”

Fuck, a kick to the groin.

The young CEO fought through every nerve in his body to not show hurt of any kind. He just knew that once again, he was going to be let down by the only person he could ever see himself loving. Thus, with that in mind, the brunet does the one thing he had always said he would never do. He simply backed down.

“Well be as it may, my apologizes, Chuan-li, usually I would have better self-control in these circumstances.”
Kaiba sighed and set back in his seat but not before coldly adding. “And since the unemployment office is my popular answer to everything, I can assure YOU that it can and will apply here. After all, my words are worth billions, which is far more than your pictures. Remember that.”

Jounouchi frowned at the two seemingly angry men arguing only a few yards away from him. Damn, he wished he could hear what the hell they were saying. He heard his name maybe once but if they look like hell had settled on Earth then obviously it couldn’t be anything good. Besides, the room wasn’t THAT big so he most certainly could’ve heard the argument if the atmosphere was peaceful enough. As if on cue, Jounouchi started to feel fingernails dig into his skin again and he groaned, cursing under his breath. Hn. Wonder why it was never peaceful, let alone it being enough.

“It’s so sad when you have someone that has all the money in the world to constantly stick his nose into other people’s business. He really doesn’t have anything to do since he’s really miserable and nobody likes him. Pathetic isn’t it, Katsu-darling?“

“Don’t call me dat.” Jounouchi sternly interrupted, snatching his arm away from Mai’s grasp. “I nevah liked it five years ago, don’t like it now.” Rolling his eyes, he absentmindedly rubbed the forming scratches that were starting to burn. “Let alone ya usin’ mah first name”

Putting her hand against her hip for the lack of a better place, Mai looked at expectantly up at her ‘fiancée’ and ignoring everything else. “Well? Don’t you think Kaiba is being pathetic?”

“Nope.” Jounouchi flatly said, shrugging. “But you know what’s really pathetic?”

“And what is really pathetic, Katsu-dar- -“

“At least rich people often have a reason ta act da way dey do, BUT it’s really a damn shame when ya have someone who has all of someone else’s money in da world and despite what she’s done slept her way ta get, she’s STILL miserable, let alone dat no one likes her, INCLUDING her so-called ‘fiancée’!”

Mai stared long and hard into Jounouchi’s unusually wild hazel eyes before dully replying. “You don’t mean that.”
Jounouchi didn’t think it would happen, he honestly didn’t think it COULD happen, but his left hand began to shake, his fingers began to twitch as it began to rise to Mai’s face level.

“BITC-!”

“So are we ready for that photo shoot?” Chaun-li sweetly asked, setting up his camera.

“Forget it, Chuan!” The blond screeched, quickly putting his ‘pimp’ hand down.

Stopping what he was doing and then looking up in surprise; the photographer gave a puzzled look. “Hm?”

Kaiba, who was on his way out the door, abruptly halted at the sound of Jounouchi’s hysterics and turned around, amused.

“I said it ain’t happenin’! Another minute on da set with dis promiscuous bitch is like another step closer to AIDS. Fuck! Dat reminds me, I needa go get tested.” The blond snarled and he started to walk off the set with Chuan-Ii waiting to stop him.

“Now, now. Don’t be so hasty, Kats.” The photographer replied in a pleading tone with Mai quickly following her ‘wallet’ off the stage. “Yeah, baby, I’m so sorry to upset you. I can make it better like always!”

“Don’t give me dat shit! I’m outta here!” Jounouchi sneered, walking briskly toward his exit, but instantly slowing down when he saw Seto standing at the door.

Not missing the reaction, Chuan-li blurted out, “Well, uh, uh, well, h-how about having a, a photo shoot with Kaiba-sama?”

For a response, the blond loudly tripped over his boots and had to catch himself from landing on top of the CEO. Yet, the brunet didn’t even notice the near miss as he stood wide-eyed at nothing in particular.

“What?” Mai said lowly, stepping in front of the fidgety photographer with a dark scowl over her face.
“Yeah, what?” Both Jounouchi and Kaiba repeated, but in much weaker voices.

Chuan-li cleared his throat while avoiding the gazes he was receiving, particularly the black purple glare from his female client. “As contradictory as it sounds, I see now that it’s actually the best course of action.”

“By further spreading such horrific lies on Kats?!” shrieked Mai, taking another step closer. “It’s bad publicity!”

“No, it’s bad publicity when the lie is obvious.” Chuan-li stated calmly. “Kats clearly doesn’t want to associate himself as being your lover anymore, let alone being your fiancée’.”

“Well, just look at the ‘gay’ company he keeps.”

“Which is why ‘gay’ is a synonym for happy and not being fucking miserable.”

Mai whirled around to face the two men at the door, who both looked as innocent as two angels that had fallen from Heaven. If she really had to guess, the rich fag would’ve been high on the list.

“All I’m saying is,” Chuan resumed, “That such resentment will undoubtedly show up on the film and it will just defeat the purpose. So might as well deal with the controversy head on.”

“Kyo is not going to go for this and nor will I.” The female blond shook her head, crossing her arms.

“Then why don’t ya fuck him if ya haven’t already.” Jounouchi snorted, making his way back into the room. “And I do believe dat this is mah decision which I accept but only if mah baby wants to.”

Knowing that everyone’s eyes were heading his way, Kaiba immediately began to whistle while straightening out his shirt. He knew he should probably just walk away, far, far away and never look back. Hell, the door was right behind him!

“So, Seto-Ai, are we gonna be makin’ out in front of the camera or what?”Jounouchi purred, ignoring his inhibitions of wanting his hands on that fine ass in Chinese silk.

The brunet stuttered for a moment, not sure what to think of the blond’s sudden change in demeanor.

“THIS ABOMINATIONATION HAD BETTER NOT HAPPEN ON THIS SET OR I’M LEAVING!” Mai shrieked, snatching the designer chopsticks from her hair, unraveling the bun.

Kaiba slowly smirked at the outburst. Oh well, that just totally destroy his inhibitions “Of course, my abs, legs, and ass, I would love to.”

Jounouchi started to beam a smile bright enough to rival a Crest toothpaste spokesperson but quickly downgraded it into a calculated grin. “Sweet.”

Storming up to the blushing blond, Mai began to furiously pound and scratch at Jounouchi’s toned body with the intent to draw blood. “YOU JUST WAIT TILL KYO HEARS ABOUT THIS! I’LL MAKE SURE THAT RICH PRICK GETS PERMANTLY KICKED FROM THIS TOUR!”

“AND IF I EVEN FUCKIN’ PUSH YOU, DAT’S LIFE IN PRISON FAH ME! WHAT DA FUCK?!”

“Damn it, I knew I should have bought the gorilla her bananas, now she’s attacking people!”

Confused for a moment, Kaiba finally realized that the voice was coming from behind him. “Satoru.” he acknowledged, immediately moving to side to let the frustrated guitarist and Kuroki in.

“What the hell is happening in here?” Satoru then asked, eyeing Mai’s show. “I thought you guys would be well into the photo shoot for Animal Planet by now.”

Seto shrugged. “Well no one could tame the beast.”

“And that’s what tranquilizers are for?” The guitarist retorted. “That, or euthanize the bitch. Same difference.”

Rolling his eyes and chuckling, Kuroki asked, “Seriously though, how come the photo shoot is still on hold?

Kaiba gave another casual shrug although he was smirking. “Chuan-Li had suggested that Kats and I do a photo shoot together instead.”

“Oh really, hm, this could be mildly entertaining.” Satoru idly said, reaching into his bag and tossing a pack of Skittles to Kuroki. “Good thing we took that extra five to go to the corner store, ne?”

“Hn, but it might not happen since SHE’S still here and Chuan-li is obviously about to call it a night.” Kaiba reasoned, gesturing to the estranged couple’s argument and photographer’s piss face of thin patience.

Winking with a devious smile, Satoru coolly responded, “’Ey now, I’ll take care of it. You know me.”

“ARGH! WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO THIS BAND?!” Mai wailed, clinging onto Jounouchi for support.

The blond sighed with an audible growl, digging almost painfully into his own skin with the intent o pry the human leech off. “YOU HAD HAPPENED TO THIS FUCKIN’ BAND!!”

Going up another notch in her whining, Mai fought with Jounouchi’s hands for her place back on his arm. “GRRRR, I’M GOING TO CALL KYO AND SUGGEST THAT WE HAVE AN EMERGENCY MEETING AFTER THE CON--!”

“MOVE BITCH, GET OUT THE WAY!” Satoru suddenly yelled from his seat.

“YEAH, PUT THE BITCH DOWN IN FRONT!” Kuroki added after putting a handful of Skittles into his mouth.

Even more enraged now and momentarily backing off from her ‘lover’, much to his relief, Mai walked up to the lewd duo pointing her finger. “SHUT UP YOU FUCKIN’ BUNCH OF SPERM DUMPSTERS!“

“WOOT! HELL YEAH! BRING ON THE PENISES!” The guitarist screamed bluntly, interrupting the female blond and throwing M&M’s at her.

“HOW DARE-“ Mai tried to screech but was put off by the Skittle to her eye.

“PENIS, YES PLEASE!” Kuroki yelled, popping another Skittle into Mai’s hair.

“PUSSY, NO THANKS!” complained the guitarist, feigning a sneeze and opening up a bag of popcorn for more ammunition. “I’M ALLERGIC TO SEAFOOD!”

After recovering from shock at what the two men were doing, Kaiba slowly sank to the floor with his back against the wall, quietly laughing into the crook of his arm. Sure, Mai wasn’t a Chinese maid but the revenge, however, was still good enough for him. Suddenly the air in the atmosphere seemed to shift signaling Seto that there was another presence about him, one that he practically knew by heart. In fact, when he felt fingers gently prying his chin in hopes to disconnect his face from his arm, he allowed it, thus staring into swirling pools of chocolate honey.

“Ya ready?” Jounouchi asked with a broad smile.

However before Seto could find anything to say in response, Mai’s screaming, once again, had taken precedence.

“THAT’S IT! I’M OUTTA HERE! YOU MOTHERFUCKERS ARE GOING TO PAY!”

“NO ONE GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOUR DAMN MOTHER, IS YOUR DAD PUTTING OUT?”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP SATORU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’M OUT—KUROKI, STOP THROWING CANDY IN MY SHIRT!”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, SILICONE SKITTLES!” The drummer screeched and then laughed maniacally.

Satoru nearly fell out of his seat at the outburst but managed to add, “OH YEAH, TASTE THE PLASTIC!”

Kaiba blinked and looked behind Jounouchi to stare at the tortured woman, who was looking more and more like a concession stand.

“She’s even more stubborn then you, well, what ya used to have been.” Jounouchi nonchalantly said with a shrug, his face strangely void of emotion.

Him and Mai, comparable? A loud snort erupted from Kaiba’s throat before he could stop it. Kami forbid if he was really THAT bad.

“What’s so funny?” The blond asked in confusion.

After shaking his head and then holding his hand out, the brunet said tersely, “Nothing. Help me up?”

Jounouchi gladly took the offered hand, lifting the other up. “Well, this would certainly be an interesting way of getting you reacquainted with the media.”

Kaiba froze on the spot. “Wait a minute. I wonder if those paparazzi bastards would even recognize me.”

The blond cocked his head to the side. “Hey, that’s right. I didn’t recognize you when I first saw you.”

“Yeah, well, then again, you’re an idiot.” Seto said with a smirk, almost laughing at the shock expression that the blond rock star was giving him. “Hn, which is why you better thank every deity there is up there for that voice, Jounouchi.”

Giving a lopsided grin, Jounouchi responded, “Wow, a Kaiba-style compliment. Haven't heard one of those in awhile. I’ll take it. Now let’s not keep Chuan-li waitin’ any longer, hm?”

“Actually I was only keeping him waiting because you were.”

Jounouchi stopped in his tracks and frowned at the other appearing beside him. “And why is that?"

“You’re still holding my hand.”

With color literally exploding on his face, the blond quickly let go of his hold as if it Kaiba’s hand was suddenly spewing lava from the pores. “Aw, shit…ah…g-gomen.”

“Whatever.” Kaiba muttered, rolling his eyes and walked forward and toward a much stressed photographer, who was languidly tuning up his camera. “Gomen nasai, Chuan-li for tonight. You shall be reimbursed for your time from my own pocket, since after all, I wasn’t exactly making this easy for you either.”

Chuan-li feebly nodded at the offer and said, “Thank you for the kind gesture, Kaiba-sama. Now if you are to do this, go back into the make-up room and freshen up.” Then turning to Jounouchi who had just walked up, the professional flatly ordered, “You, too, Kats as well as Kuroki and Satoru when they’re done with their antics. I’ll get the set cleaned up and ready to go again and please do me the courtesy of leaving the shit out the door.”

“LEAVE MAI OUT IN THE HALL, GOT IT!” Satoru loudly responded before Jounouchi could have a chance as he finally began to focus on putting the food into his mouth.

“YOU ARE ALL THE WORST, THE WORST! DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME COMING BACK TO GRACE YOU WITH MY BEAUTY!” Mai shrieked once more before gathering what was left of her pride and stalking out. Too bad the ground was no longer stiletto-friendly and the self-proclaimed beauty queen was making her grand exit southward. “GYAAAAH!”

Satoru leaned into his seat and relished in the interesting sounds of body to carpet/concrete contact coming from behind him. He then looked to either side of him, thoroughly enjoying the’ I-know-its-horrific-but-since-its-someone-I-can’t-stand-its-funny-as-hell’ expressions from everyone else in the room.Gradually, the crash noises began to peter out into unbalanced clicks of heels and whining until it faded away down the hall.

After a few moments of silence and putting on a clueless face, the guitarist asked, “She did fall, right?”

Silently, everyone shook their heads with the exceptions of a few choice snickers from Kuroki.

“Heh, heh, nice” Satoru replied, satisfactorily shaking his head. “Nice.”

**

Click! Click!

Click!

With a sigh, Chaun-Li, the internationally known photographer, looked with satisfaction at what just came up on his laptop screen. Never in his 14 year-long career had he ever seen such harmony on the set.

Finally.

“Well I must say, Kaiba-sama, you really have a knack for this!” The professional exclaimed getting on his knees and pointing his camera up at the flushed young billionaire, who lay helplessly, like a damsel in distress, in the arms of the one and only, Jou Kats. “You may want to consider modeling, perhaps?”
After the audible click was heard, the brunet uncomfortably murmured a couple of choice phrases such as, ‘No way in hell ‘and ‘I rather get ass-raped by monkeys’.

“I honestly think it’s an awesome idea.” Jounouchi purred into Seto’s ear and he maneuvered them around so that they were now somewhat seated onto the black, sleek motorcycle that served as a prop to add to the look of the Chinese style nightlife on the set. “I wouldn’t mind dating a poster boy."

”Oh jeez, Kats, careful with the sincerity act” Satoru drily retorted from his seat. “Put anymore heart into it and I may actually think that you mean it.”

“Go suck a dick, Aomori.” Jounouchi sneered.

“Yeah, I will later, if you don’t beat me to it first.” The guitarist snapped back before snickering at the blond’s confused yet heated snarl. “Uh oh, what did I mean by that?” The guitarist innocently cooed. “Did I mean dick in general or a specific kind of dick? Mmmm, to be continued, ne?”

Feeling Jounouchi’s arms almost get unbearably tighter around the small of his back, Kaiba sighed, letting his body mold further between the handle bars. He would never tell a soul and despite him being on top of metal that this was a very, very comfortable position, especially when the blond’s pecs were gently rubbing against his own. Soon and for some odd reason that was beyond Seto, the gentle rubbing against bodies was getting aggressive and the baby oil from Jounouchi’s skin was starting to make the brunet’s shirt damp, sticky, and hot. In other words, Kaiba wanted the damn thing off and his arms began to tingle, in which, he instinctively reached up and draped them over the other’s broad shoulders.

“Oooo, very sexy. I like that. I can definitely feel the sexual tension. It’s electrifying, so keep it up.” Chuan-Li exclaimed, excitedly and snapping a few more shots. “Ok, keep that pose on the motorbike but switch it up a bit.”

With his breath slightly heavy, Kaiba looked puzzled for a second, not sure exactly what the photographer meant but then he felt Jounouchi ease up and naturally, so did he. Figuring that maybe he should ease up on his chokehold on the blond as well, Kaiba began to completely pull away but was immediately stopped.

“He said, just a bit.” Jounouchi huskily whispered, trailing fingers up Seto’s trembling arm before coming to rest in a nice cradle around the CEO’s chin.

“Mmm..k” Kaiba murmured but only because if he opened his mouth any wider, all of Jounouchi’s mouth would be in his. Well never mind, the blond just used his tongue as a crowbar and pried his lips apart and is now having a field day. With a low moan, Seto relaxed his mouth even further as a silent message to other that he was already quite vulnerable and didn’t give a damn. So this is how it was in a photo shoot? Maybe he should consider being a model.

Chuan-Li gave a bright smile, furiously taking more pictures. “Perfect! Absolutely fabulous…you…two? Um.” Slowly, the photographer lowered his camera in awe at what was obviously taking place on his set.

“Damn, Chuan, so they call you the Chinese Hugh Heffner, huh?” Kuroki lazily asked, eyeing the shocked man on his left side.

“Itai…” Kaiba groaned, feeling his spine being forcibly connected to the right handle bar of the motorcycle. He doubted that Jounouchi even realized his pain since the blond was in his own little world, whatever that may be. Could be thinking about some hot young bitch writhing underneath him, which was reasonable, considering Jounouchi was with an old hag all of his life. Still even with such pity on the rock star, the thought of Jounouchi having to use his imagination just to make out with him was depressing. And what will happen after all of this? No doubt Jououchi will go back to his self-righteous straight ways. Fuck! What a time to dwell on all of this shit, Kaiba miserably thought. He then felt a tug on his makeshift ponytail holder and then the weight of his hair falling free onto wherever it chose but nothing compared to the other hand that was playing duck, duck, goose with his ass. The brunet moaned, squirming a bit. Hell no, nothing compared, nothing at all. With his mind now in a haze, Seto quietly lowered the blond’s trench coat from his shoulders, letting them get snagged against the arm belts.

Arching his back at the brunet’s fingernails gently scraping his spine, Jounouchi moaned with appreciation. He was really starting to like how Kaiba looked; well actually, he was starting to ACCEPT the fact that he liked how Kaiba looked. Now that the brunet’s cold countenance had for the most part dissipated over the years, it was much easier to see such power taking shape behind those unusual feminine qualities. Maybe that was why Seto is having such an effect on him? Taking hold of Kaiba’s bottom lip between his teeth, the blond groaned as he sucked in thought. No, he knew that wasn’t it. His attraction for the other man ran deep, all right; he just wasn’t sure if it was enough for him to convert.

“You know what Kats?”

Jounouchi jerked from his reverie at the sound of his name. He looked into Seto’s eyes, and saw that the brunet was just as surprised as he was, especially when a playful tongue appearing from behind Kaiba’s ear, decided to lick the shell of it as the assailant’s green eyes stared menacingly into Jounouchi’s hazel ones.

“It really disgusts me on how that one lick to Seto-kun’s ear had meant a hell of a lot more then that fiasco you was just displaying.”

“Satoru.” Jounouchi acknowledged in bad taste.

“Hai, and you’re really, really starting to piss me the fuck off."


To Be Continued…