Stinging Beauty

Yes, I know, I went with the old ‘Jou-got-hurt-by-his-father-and-seeks-out-Kaiba’s-help’-routine, but I need a reason for him to return to the mansion, period.

Don’t worry, though, I’ll try not to use too many clichées…^^°

Have fun with this one here- and thanks for the reviews!^^

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16. Hired help

He awoke the next morning, blinked his eyes open and tiredly got out of bed.

After showering and getting dressed, he left his room and crossed the hall to his brother’s dorm, which lay opposite of his.

Knocking, he bellowed:

“Ohyaou, nii-san, rise and shine!”

Mokuba yawned, then frowned.

No answer?

Knocking again, he opened the door and softly called his brother’s name.

Letting his gaze wander, he noticed the untouched bed, missing clothes and half-opened bathroom door.

Mokuba narrowed his eyes.

“Fell asleep working again, ne? You’re so in for it this time, nii-san!”

Mokuba was starting to get worried, because Seto had been neither in his office nor the kitchen.

‘Maybe in the gym?’ he assumed, as he walked past the library.

A stray glance at the chimney, however, made him pause.

Why were there ashes?

Stepping closer, Mokuba rounded the couch- and almost fainted.

Seto felt a deep content caress his soul, as he sauntered the bridge of his ship, the S.S. Shiroryuu*, and came to a stop next to his brother. Just as he was about to ask him about the shifting current, a hand came to rest on his shoulder.

Turning around, he came face-to-face with his koibito, and smiled. He leaned in for a kiss, when Mokuba yelled:

“Seto! Seto, wake up! Nii-san, what’s going on here? Come on, get up!”

“Mni?” mumbled the CEO drowsily, before he yawned and peeled his face from the silk-covered chest he was resting on.

Say what?

Azure eyes widened, and Seto tried to scramble away from Jou, who lay underneath him, fast asleep.

However, the hasty retreat of the brunet made this one bump the bandaged wound, and with a hissed “Itai!” Jou shot up- and connected face-first with Seto’s forehead.

Groaning, both guys held their respective heads and other hurting body parts, even as Mokuba cocked a brow and asked:

“Ok, what was that? A parody of Pakkun Makkun°?”

Seto narrowed his eyes at him from underneath messy brown bangs.

“Mokuba, what are you doing here? You are supposed to be in bed- or school, for that matter. ”

The boy gave him a half-lidded glare, before cheering:

“Yes, well, good morning to you too, onii-san! It’s six am, Saturday morning, and breakfast awaits!”

Jou gawked at Mokuba, then yelled:

“Six in the morning? Kami-sama, my boss’s gonna kill me. I was supposed to be there at five thirty sharp!“

He jumped up from the couch- only to fall back with a pain-filled moan.

Seto gave a compassionate smirk.

“Let me guess: you’re calling in sick, ne?”

Jou, who clutched his side, only nodded in agreement.

Crossing his arms, Mokuba huffed:

“Fine, now that that is settled, would you mind telling me what the two of you are doing here?”

He paused, then added:

“Aside of screwing each other senseless, that is."

Mokuba got the satisfaction of seeing both Jou and Seto face-fault.

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Hahahaa, I’m sorry, I just had to put that one in- I love seeing Kaiba all flustered, and it’s really sad, he doesn’t do any face-faults in the anime…^^

* Jap: White Dragon-duh!

° A rather famous Japanese comedian duo, Yoshida Makoto and Harlan Patrick(US)