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The Morning After : The Mystery Personality
DISCLAIMER: do you see yaoi on YGO? If not, I still don't own it. If you do, you're hallucinating.
Ok, I've finished torturing you all, so I've decided to finally post this chapter. And to all you people who thought Mokuba would be the Mystery Personality, kudos to you… I'm just not secretive enough, but don't worry, your time will come. I've got something in mind that nobody's gonna see coming!
So here ya go! Oh yeah, thanks for reviewing everyone, I appreciate it… ^_^
Let's get this party started
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The Morning After: Mokuba
Meanwhile, back at the Kaiba mansion, Seto was using all the sly grace he possessed to steal across the lawn and into the shadows of the house. Before long, he had arrived at the front door without so much as a twig snapping when it shouldn’t have.
Soundlessly, he undid the lock on the front door and glided inside. He didn’t even bother taking off his coat, he just slid out of his shoes and glided across the polished hardwood of the main foyer. When he got to the hallway, he noted that he just had to cross in front of the living room, make it up the stairs and into his room, then he was home free. He broke into a noiseless run for the stairs, practically hovering. He managed to get about half way across the living room when a once youthfully innocent voice stopped him in his tracks, but this time, the voice had undergone what seemed to be a complete metamorphosis and now sounded irritated and unforgiving,
"You’re late, big brother."
Seto’s heart dropped as he whirled around to find none other than his impressionable little brother, Mokuba, sitting in one of the oversized armchairs, shrouded in the darkness of the unlit living room. Even in the obscurity of the room, it was a simple task to see how displeased the younger Kaiba was. There he sat, one leg crossed almost casually over the other, both elbows rested on the chair’s large arms, hands clasped in the middle, fingers intertwined, and his chin resting on handhands. At that one moment, it was obvious that Mokuba was in fact Seto’s little brother, as that was a position Seto often assumed when he was about to fire an idiot employee or harshly reprimand a client. It was one of those postures that conveyed the very essence of Seto’s mood, and it was a posture that all but screamed ‘Unless your soul wants to be permanently relieved from its body, I would suggest you get the hell out of my way’. Needless to say, Seto was taken aback by his brother’s seemingly spontaneous resemblance to himself.
"Mokuba, you’re awake! Sorry, I guess I got a little wrapped up in what I was doing last night and lost track of the time." Seto said, trying to make up a valid excuse.
"Seto, what kind of idiot do you take me for? You specifically told me you’d be back as soon as you could once the power came back on. …That was ten hours ago, Seto, how stupid do you think I am?" Mokuba demanded, leaning forward in the chair threateningly, "Did you think I wouldn’t notice when you pulled into the driveway? BMWs have a very particular sound when the car switches gears."
"Well, that doesn’t necessarily mean it was me."
"There’s only one other person in this part of the country that drives a Bnd wnd we haven’t heard from him since he got his eye torn out. We're assuming he's dead, but for all we know, he's just on a one-way trip to the Shadow Realm! So what were you really doing last night and why the hell didn’t you call?!"
Seto was stunned at Mokuba’s bluntness and really didn’t know how to answer in a way that wouldn’t scar his brother for life. Not like he apparently wasn’t before, no thanks to two certain spirits…
"Mokuba, Otogi and I were… creating a new ultra-powerful monster for his Dungeon Dice Monsters game, one that would rival even Exodia. It was an awesome project and we boot rot really into it, so we really did lose track of time. By the time we realized how late it was, it had already been over eight hours since you called and…" Seto began.
‘He doesn’t honestly expect me to believe that…’ Mokuba thought, then he decided to call Seto’s bluff, see if he was serious.
"A new DDM monster, eh? Tell me Seto, which monster was it so I can look forward to the di my own big brother helped create?" He asked, almost seductively.
"Well, it took us a while to even get an idea of what we wanted so we ended up using the Ultimate Blue Eyes…" Seto paused, realizing that he didn’t want to make it sound like his own idea, he had to think of something, fast, "… Toon Dragon."
Mokuba blinked unthinkingly for a moment, perhaps trying to decide whether or not to believe his own brother.
"Ultimate Blue Eyes Toon Dragon? Well, let me guess which part Otogi-kun added…" he finally said sarcastically as Seto rolled his eyes, "So tell me, what’s its attack power?"
"4500, same as always. The addition of the Toon World card doesn’t grant it any special powers so its attack doesn’t change." Seto stated very matter-of-factly.
"That’s interesting, because no monster in DDM, not even the Dark Magician, has an attack power above 75; so it must therefore be impossible to summon your Dragon." Mokuba replied, obviously having done his homework.
‘Damnit. Smooth move, Seto.’ Seto thought to himself, ‘Now what am I going to do?’
"Busted?" Seto asked finally.
"Oh yeah."
"Well, since you obviously know what I’ve been up to, I’m just going to go upstairs and have a shower and change my clothes."
Seto promptly turned and made his way towards the stairs. He was doing his best to avoid drawing attention to the fact he was walking oddly, trying to conceal the shooting pain in his lower back, it hurt so much from the night before but Seto knew there was no way he could let his brother see him like that, he'd know what was going on in an instant. He had just reached sta stairs and set his hand lightly on the banister when Mokuba added, still from his chair,
"So, was he good, Seto?"
Again, Seto whirled around only to stare at his bother in utter disbelief.
"Mokuba?!"
"What did I say?" Mokuba answered innocently.
"Wha–" was all Seto could manage, still in a state of shock due to his brothers inhabitual string of questions. Without responding further, he rubbed his eyes and turned around, set on climbing the stairs and going straight into a hot shower and some clean clothes. He hardly expected another question from his brother, but he had only gotten half way up the stairs when the inevitable happened.
"So who ended up taking who?"
"…Say what?"
"You heard me. Now answer my question."
"Nobody took anybody. I don’t know what you’re getting all these ideas, but if it’s at school, I think I may have to make a few phone calls." Seto snapped finally, storming the rest of the way up the stairs, only to screech to a halt right at the top, which coincidentally happened to be exactly when Mokuba opened his big mouth again.
"I was betting you got screwed. It would be a pity to know I lost all of Kaiba Corporation on a silly bet because I didn’t know my own brother that well. But I do know you better than that, don’t I Seto?"
Seto suddenly went deathly pale.
"If it makes you feel any better, I personally think Otogi-kun is way hotter than the last loser you went out with. I think it was a way better choice to let him take your virginity."
Practically ignoring what Mokuba just said, Seto turned away quickly and vanished into his room; partially to get away from his brother’s nagging questions, partially to demonstrate his discontent with the subject matter of the conversation, but mostly to assure himself that Mokuba didn’t see him turn bright red when he mentioned Otogi.
Once inside the sacred ground of his room, Seto unceremoniously slammed the door and relaxed against it. No matter how much he tried to deny it, he had fallen hard. Almost everything reminded him of Otogi, even the little pyramid paperweight on his nightstand reminded him of a four-sided di… which reminded him of Otogi. He crossed the length of his room and arrived at his stand where he opened a drawer and pulled out a nice box. It was all in carved wood, apparently some relative or family friend made it when Seto was still really young. All the carvings were of Duel Monsters, every shape and size were depicted on the intricately etched sides. Bu the the top, there was a Blue Eyes White Dragon fiercely fighting with a Dark Magician;hapshaps it was an omen or a clue to his Ancient Egyptian past, perhaps coincidence, he didn’t know. He opened the box and on the underside of the lid, there was a drawing that he never could understand the sficaficance of. Sighing, he pulled out a small silk bag and emptied the contents into his hand. He held up each di as it fell out of the bag, all iridescent blue, and all of different sizes: four-sided, six-sided, eight, ten, twelve, and twenty. He thought of giving them to Otogi, but not yet. Leaving the box open on his bed, he strode into his massive master bathroom and started the water for that shower he had been putting off for too long.
He sighed and seemed suddenly relaxed as the hot water fell on him and ran down his body, he felt the pain in his lower back all but melt away under the spray of the water. Absentmindedly, he traced the water’s sensual path down his torso with a couple fingers as his mind wondered. Leaning against the wall of the shower, he could have almost sworn the touch of the fingers along his chest was not his own, but Otogi’s… Unknowingly, the hand trailed downwards with the water and eventually found his reawakened arousal, he wrapped his own hand around his length and started stroking purposefully. He desperately wished he could still be in bed with his mysterious, sexy, raven haired infatuation; he thought about that for a moment and decided that’s exactly what Otogi was, his infatuation, his obcession. He threw his head back as the water continued to spray relentlessly and the feeling mixed wonderfully with the feeling of his hand caressing his erection. However, in the back of his mind, Seto couldn't help but wonder if the actions of the previous night were due to some inexplicable sudden attractithe the stressful circumstances, or if there was really something special which had brought them together to find love--or at least lust--in each other. Seto was suddenly depressed, he wished he could be in Otogi’s arms again, melting under his touch. But if Otogi didn’t feel the same way, and he was just a casual fuck… He let his thoughts run away with him and just the them trail off into the distance, the deep, dark recesses of his mnd. Now touching himself to relieve the stress of his conflicting thoughts and his aching manhood, Seto finally came into his own hand, Otogi's name falling silently from his lips as he collapsed onto the floor of the shower. He watched almost in awe his seed slowly but surely swirl around the drain before finally disappearing. Seto only hoped that the feelings he hoped he held for his dice leige wouldn't follow suit…
Seto slid out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He was too busy musing to himself while he was in the shower to realize the music playing unusually loudly downstairs, but he sure as hell heard it now…
Meanwhile, when Seto slammed the door to his room, Mokuba casually relaxed into his chair. Of course he hadn’t bet the entire Kaiba Corporation on whether his brother was the screw-er or the screw-ee, but he had made a bet on whether he could get Seto completely out of his element and uncomfortable. He thought he had already won, but better be safe than sorry, besides he really wanted to see the look on Seto’s face when he heard Mokuba’s new favourite song.
He grabbed the remote control and hit the play button as soon as he heard the shower stop. Without warning ‘The Whistle Song (Blow my Whistle, Bitch)’ was blaring at full volume throughout the entire Kaiba mansion.
"Blow my whistle, baby (whistle sounds in background)
Blow my whistle, baby
Open up, put it in
Let’s begin
Blow it like you mean it, blow!"
Within ¹ seconds, Seto had erupted from his room and started yelling some incomprehensible blather. He hadn’t even bothered to even try and conceal the fact that his face had a remarkable resemblance to the vase of blood red roses beside him. Mokuba simply burst out laughing, yeah, he had won the bet. He would have to get back to Malik about that.
Feeling that he had throughly lectured his brother, Seto returned to his room. Closing the door again, his eyes travelled over to his bed and the open box. At this point, he had thought he had seen something in the strange drawing. He took a few steps to the left and realized that the strange drawing was actually holographic in appearance and had to be seen from the correct angle to be seen properly. He was convinced that whoever did carve this for him had some strange insight to his life because of the strange fact that every duel monster on the box was part of his deck, with the exception of the Dark Magician. But then the artist must have known about the Shadow Games and his rivalry with Pharaoh Yami to draw that. Now he was sure something creepy was going on, because unless his eyes were playing tricks on him, the picture on the underside of the lid was of the Ultimate Blue Eyes Toon Dragon in all it’s glory with three fierce Blue Eyes White Dragons drawn in faintly behind the Ultimate Toon Dragon and the Toon World art as the background. Seto dropped to his knees and just stared forward, not knowing what to make of any of this… All he knew was that he had to see Otogi again, if he didn’t he was going to go insane for sure. If it was ever in question before he was absolutly certain of it now, he had fallen for the dice genius and he had fallen hard.
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Ok, there you go… hopefully you aren't all going to kill me now. ^_^
Oh yeah, The Whistle Song (Blow my Whistle, Bitch) is an actual song in one of my favourite video games, Dance Dance Revolution so you should all go download it and listen to the wonderful suggestiveness.
Alrighty then, you all want to review *pulls out one of those hypnotic watches* you all want to review, you all want to review, you're getting sleepy…
L8R
-WP
Ok, I've finished torturing you all, so I've decided to finally post this chapter. And to all you people who thought Mokuba would be the Mystery Personality, kudos to you… I'm just not secretive enough, but don't worry, your time will come. I've got something in mind that nobody's gonna see coming!
So here ya go! Oh yeah, thanks for reviewing everyone, I appreciate it… ^_^
Let's get this party started
==========
The Morning After: Mokuba
Meanwhile, back at the Kaiba mansion, Seto was using all the sly grace he possessed to steal across the lawn and into the shadows of the house. Before long, he had arrived at the front door without so much as a twig snapping when it shouldn’t have.
Soundlessly, he undid the lock on the front door and glided inside. He didn’t even bother taking off his coat, he just slid out of his shoes and glided across the polished hardwood of the main foyer. When he got to the hallway, he noted that he just had to cross in front of the living room, make it up the stairs and into his room, then he was home free. He broke into a noiseless run for the stairs, practically hovering. He managed to get about half way across the living room when a once youthfully innocent voice stopped him in his tracks, but this time, the voice had undergone what seemed to be a complete metamorphosis and now sounded irritated and unforgiving,
"You’re late, big brother."
Seto’s heart dropped as he whirled around to find none other than his impressionable little brother, Mokuba, sitting in one of the oversized armchairs, shrouded in the darkness of the unlit living room. Even in the obscurity of the room, it was a simple task to see how displeased the younger Kaiba was. There he sat, one leg crossed almost casually over the other, both elbows rested on the chair’s large arms, hands clasped in the middle, fingers intertwined, and his chin resting on handhands. At that one moment, it was obvious that Mokuba was in fact Seto’s little brother, as that was a position Seto often assumed when he was about to fire an idiot employee or harshly reprimand a client. It was one of those postures that conveyed the very essence of Seto’s mood, and it was a posture that all but screamed ‘Unless your soul wants to be permanently relieved from its body, I would suggest you get the hell out of my way’. Needless to say, Seto was taken aback by his brother’s seemingly spontaneous resemblance to himself.
"Mokuba, you’re awake! Sorry, I guess I got a little wrapped up in what I was doing last night and lost track of the time." Seto said, trying to make up a valid excuse.
"Seto, what kind of idiot do you take me for? You specifically told me you’d be back as soon as you could once the power came back on. …That was ten hours ago, Seto, how stupid do you think I am?" Mokuba demanded, leaning forward in the chair threateningly, "Did you think I wouldn’t notice when you pulled into the driveway? BMWs have a very particular sound when the car switches gears."
"Well, that doesn’t necessarily mean it was me."
"There’s only one other person in this part of the country that drives a Bnd wnd we haven’t heard from him since he got his eye torn out. We're assuming he's dead, but for all we know, he's just on a one-way trip to the Shadow Realm! So what were you really doing last night and why the hell didn’t you call?!"
Seto was stunned at Mokuba’s bluntness and really didn’t know how to answer in a way that wouldn’t scar his brother for life. Not like he apparently wasn’t before, no thanks to two certain spirits…
"Mokuba, Otogi and I were… creating a new ultra-powerful monster for his Dungeon Dice Monsters game, one that would rival even Exodia. It was an awesome project and we boot rot really into it, so we really did lose track of time. By the time we realized how late it was, it had already been over eight hours since you called and…" Seto began.
‘He doesn’t honestly expect me to believe that…’ Mokuba thought, then he decided to call Seto’s bluff, see if he was serious.
"A new DDM monster, eh? Tell me Seto, which monster was it so I can look forward to the di my own big brother helped create?" He asked, almost seductively.
"Well, it took us a while to even get an idea of what we wanted so we ended up using the Ultimate Blue Eyes…" Seto paused, realizing that he didn’t want to make it sound like his own idea, he had to think of something, fast, "… Toon Dragon."
Mokuba blinked unthinkingly for a moment, perhaps trying to decide whether or not to believe his own brother.
"Ultimate Blue Eyes Toon Dragon? Well, let me guess which part Otogi-kun added…" he finally said sarcastically as Seto rolled his eyes, "So tell me, what’s its attack power?"
"4500, same as always. The addition of the Toon World card doesn’t grant it any special powers so its attack doesn’t change." Seto stated very matter-of-factly.
"That’s interesting, because no monster in DDM, not even the Dark Magician, has an attack power above 75; so it must therefore be impossible to summon your Dragon." Mokuba replied, obviously having done his homework.
‘Damnit. Smooth move, Seto.’ Seto thought to himself, ‘Now what am I going to do?’
"Busted?" Seto asked finally.
"Oh yeah."
"Well, since you obviously know what I’ve been up to, I’m just going to go upstairs and have a shower and change my clothes."
Seto promptly turned and made his way towards the stairs. He was doing his best to avoid drawing attention to the fact he was walking oddly, trying to conceal the shooting pain in his lower back, it hurt so much from the night before but Seto knew there was no way he could let his brother see him like that, he'd know what was going on in an instant. He had just reached sta stairs and set his hand lightly on the banister when Mokuba added, still from his chair,
"So, was he good, Seto?"
Again, Seto whirled around only to stare at his bother in utter disbelief.
"Mokuba?!"
"What did I say?" Mokuba answered innocently.
"Wha–" was all Seto could manage, still in a state of shock due to his brothers inhabitual string of questions. Without responding further, he rubbed his eyes and turned around, set on climbing the stairs and going straight into a hot shower and some clean clothes. He hardly expected another question from his brother, but he had only gotten half way up the stairs when the inevitable happened.
"So who ended up taking who?"
"…Say what?"
"You heard me. Now answer my question."
"Nobody took anybody. I don’t know what you’re getting all these ideas, but if it’s at school, I think I may have to make a few phone calls." Seto snapped finally, storming the rest of the way up the stairs, only to screech to a halt right at the top, which coincidentally happened to be exactly when Mokuba opened his big mouth again.
"I was betting you got screwed. It would be a pity to know I lost all of Kaiba Corporation on a silly bet because I didn’t know my own brother that well. But I do know you better than that, don’t I Seto?"
Seto suddenly went deathly pale.
"If it makes you feel any better, I personally think Otogi-kun is way hotter than the last loser you went out with. I think it was a way better choice to let him take your virginity."
Practically ignoring what Mokuba just said, Seto turned away quickly and vanished into his room; partially to get away from his brother’s nagging questions, partially to demonstrate his discontent with the subject matter of the conversation, but mostly to assure himself that Mokuba didn’t see him turn bright red when he mentioned Otogi.
Once inside the sacred ground of his room, Seto unceremoniously slammed the door and relaxed against it. No matter how much he tried to deny it, he had fallen hard. Almost everything reminded him of Otogi, even the little pyramid paperweight on his nightstand reminded him of a four-sided di… which reminded him of Otogi. He crossed the length of his room and arrived at his stand where he opened a drawer and pulled out a nice box. It was all in carved wood, apparently some relative or family friend made it when Seto was still really young. All the carvings were of Duel Monsters, every shape and size were depicted on the intricately etched sides. Bu the the top, there was a Blue Eyes White Dragon fiercely fighting with a Dark Magician;hapshaps it was an omen or a clue to his Ancient Egyptian past, perhaps coincidence, he didn’t know. He opened the box and on the underside of the lid, there was a drawing that he never could understand the sficaficance of. Sighing, he pulled out a small silk bag and emptied the contents into his hand. He held up each di as it fell out of the bag, all iridescent blue, and all of different sizes: four-sided, six-sided, eight, ten, twelve, and twenty. He thought of giving them to Otogi, but not yet. Leaving the box open on his bed, he strode into his massive master bathroom and started the water for that shower he had been putting off for too long.
He sighed and seemed suddenly relaxed as the hot water fell on him and ran down his body, he felt the pain in his lower back all but melt away under the spray of the water. Absentmindedly, he traced the water’s sensual path down his torso with a couple fingers as his mind wondered. Leaning against the wall of the shower, he could have almost sworn the touch of the fingers along his chest was not his own, but Otogi’s… Unknowingly, the hand trailed downwards with the water and eventually found his reawakened arousal, he wrapped his own hand around his length and started stroking purposefully. He desperately wished he could still be in bed with his mysterious, sexy, raven haired infatuation; he thought about that for a moment and decided that’s exactly what Otogi was, his infatuation, his obcession. He threw his head back as the water continued to spray relentlessly and the feeling mixed wonderfully with the feeling of his hand caressing his erection. However, in the back of his mind, Seto couldn't help but wonder if the actions of the previous night were due to some inexplicable sudden attractithe the stressful circumstances, or if there was really something special which had brought them together to find love--or at least lust--in each other. Seto was suddenly depressed, he wished he could be in Otogi’s arms again, melting under his touch. But if Otogi didn’t feel the same way, and he was just a casual fuck… He let his thoughts run away with him and just the them trail off into the distance, the deep, dark recesses of his mnd. Now touching himself to relieve the stress of his conflicting thoughts and his aching manhood, Seto finally came into his own hand, Otogi's name falling silently from his lips as he collapsed onto the floor of the shower. He watched almost in awe his seed slowly but surely swirl around the drain before finally disappearing. Seto only hoped that the feelings he hoped he held for his dice leige wouldn't follow suit…
Seto slid out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He was too busy musing to himself while he was in the shower to realize the music playing unusually loudly downstairs, but he sure as hell heard it now…
Meanwhile, when Seto slammed the door to his room, Mokuba casually relaxed into his chair. Of course he hadn’t bet the entire Kaiba Corporation on whether his brother was the screw-er or the screw-ee, but he had made a bet on whether he could get Seto completely out of his element and uncomfortable. He thought he had already won, but better be safe than sorry, besides he really wanted to see the look on Seto’s face when he heard Mokuba’s new favourite song.
He grabbed the remote control and hit the play button as soon as he heard the shower stop. Without warning ‘The Whistle Song (Blow my Whistle, Bitch)’ was blaring at full volume throughout the entire Kaiba mansion.
"Blow my whistle, baby (whistle sounds in background)
Blow my whistle, baby
Open up, put it in
Let’s begin
Blow it like you mean it, blow!"
Within ¹ seconds, Seto had erupted from his room and started yelling some incomprehensible blather. He hadn’t even bothered to even try and conceal the fact that his face had a remarkable resemblance to the vase of blood red roses beside him. Mokuba simply burst out laughing, yeah, he had won the bet. He would have to get back to Malik about that.
Feeling that he had throughly lectured his brother, Seto returned to his room. Closing the door again, his eyes travelled over to his bed and the open box. At this point, he had thought he had seen something in the strange drawing. He took a few steps to the left and realized that the strange drawing was actually holographic in appearance and had to be seen from the correct angle to be seen properly. He was convinced that whoever did carve this for him had some strange insight to his life because of the strange fact that every duel monster on the box was part of his deck, with the exception of the Dark Magician. But then the artist must have known about the Shadow Games and his rivalry with Pharaoh Yami to draw that. Now he was sure something creepy was going on, because unless his eyes were playing tricks on him, the picture on the underside of the lid was of the Ultimate Blue Eyes Toon Dragon in all it’s glory with three fierce Blue Eyes White Dragons drawn in faintly behind the Ultimate Toon Dragon and the Toon World art as the background. Seto dropped to his knees and just stared forward, not knowing what to make of any of this… All he knew was that he had to see Otogi again, if he didn’t he was going to go insane for sure. If it was ever in question before he was absolutly certain of it now, he had fallen for the dice genius and he had fallen hard.
=============
Ok, there you go… hopefully you aren't all going to kill me now. ^_^
Oh yeah, The Whistle Song (Blow my Whistle, Bitch) is an actual song in one of my favourite video games, Dance Dance Revolution so you should all go download it and listen to the wonderful suggestiveness.
Alrighty then, you all want to review *pulls out one of those hypnotic watches* you all want to review, you all want to review, you're getting sleepy…
L8R
-WP