Stinging Beauty
The best is yet to come
Yup, leave it to Mokuba, to make an eerie situation totally embarrassing, hehehee..^^I suppose, if Seto wasn’t so attached to him, he would gladly strangle him- I have a younger brother, I know what I’m talking about!
For this here chapter, I twisted Japanese laws past the point of recognition, because I tried to check it up, but there were no translations for this particular kind of property legislation, so I made it up…hey, it’s a fic, so don’t get picky, 'kay?
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18. The best is yet to come
Glancing around, Jou made sure nobody was there to watch him, then took a folder from his backpack.
On the way back to Kaiba’s, he had stopped at Fukuda-san’s house and collected the papers he had asked her for.
If all went well, he would be rid of his father by the end of the month.
“-and make sure to fire him as soon as the deal is done, am I understood?” roared Kaiba, as he entered the house. His assistant, who was hot on his heels, nodded.
“Hai, Kaiba-sama. Anything else?”
“No, I’m sure, everything else will run smoothly. Mokuba? Mokuba, where are you?”
“Here, nii-san!”
Raven locks whipped gently, as their owner took the stairs always two steps at a time. Launching himself at the taller brunet, he yelled:
“O-kaeri nasai, Seto! O-genki desu ka?”*
Smiling, Kaiba shook his head and answered:
“Genki desu#, thank you. It appears, you have been enjoying yourself rather well, ne?”
Mokuba nodded.
“Yes, especially since Jou spent some time with me. We played Duell Monsters, Chess, and he showed me how to tune a bi-“
Clasping his hands before his mouth, Mokuba tried to stop the flow of words, but it was too late.
Seto’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
“Tune a bike? Mokuba, are you trying to tell me, you let that-that klutz actually fiddle with one of my machines?”
His younger brother squirmed under his gaze, before stuttering:
“Well, in fact, he only..well, just theoretical stuff, you know. He did drive your Suzuki downtown and home again, but I checked, and it doesn’t even-“
“WHAT?!?”
One long leg stretched, his left arm resting on his side, Jou lay on the carpet and shifted through the papers spread around him.
Picking up a particular sheet, he scanned the page over and over again, before saying:
“If you want to sneak up on me, you have to try better. I heard you, even before you came close to the door. ”
“You have been driving. ”
It was a statement, not a question, and Jou nodded, without even looking at Seto.
The brunet took a deep breath, then declared:
“I will not have you touching any vehicle of mine again, am I understood? Not without my permission, anyway. ”
Sock-clad feet stepped gingerly between the pages, then Seto kneeled down next to him. Picking up a random sheet, he read the inscriptions aloud.
“Ownership regalements for object #758212, Kaihou + Road, 125- this is your family’s house!” exclaimed the brunet. Jou shook his head, as he snatched the contract from the CEO.
“Wrong. It’s mine now. ” Seto gave him a suspicious glance. Sighing, the blond explained:
“You know that Japanese laws prohibits people, who have been deemed guilty of capital offenses, to own properties of any kind? Well, seeing as how my father removed both my mother and Shizuka from the contract, I’m the only one left in charge. ”
The CEO cocked a brow.
“You are not yet legal, besides, what would you do with the money? Bail your father out?”
He had not known the blond to be capable of giving such a hatred, cold glare, that made his own seem kind in comparison.
“My father can rot in hell, for all I care!” spat Jou, then attempted to collect his various files.
“All he ever did, was break up our family and make my whole life a fucking misery. Why the hell do you think I turned to the streets, huh? Everywhere was better than home with some abusive old bastard, who tried to drown himself in alcohol and self-pity. I tried, I really did, I helped him find jobs, took up work, I cleaned, stole, dealed, cooked, washed, I went days without food to keep the costs low, just so he could buy some beer, and how did he thank me? By beating me into a bloody pulp, each time another whore set him up!”
Papers, haphazardly shuffled together, flew into the folder, and Jou added:
“The trial is in two weeks. I’ll be witnessing, and kami help me, I won’t let that son-of-a-bitch see the light of day ever again!”
Seto watched the raging teen leave the library and decided against following him.
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What inspired me for this heated exchange between Jou and Kaiba was a scene from the series(don’t ask me which part).
Attention: Spoiler ahead!
On Alcatraz Tower, where Jou battles Marik, he’s encased by the Lava Golem, and contemplates his next move. When the camera focuses on his eyes, the look in them is downright..scary. Jou looks like a panther, ready for the killing strike.
(Shiver!)
*Jap: Welcome home/back! How are you?
#Jap: I’m fine/well
+Jap: Liberation-laugh all you like…¬ ¬°