And the Kink Goes On and On

Chapter Nii: And We Have a Deal

“Are you interested in a deal?” Deep blue eyes flashed as the question strove to enter my fuzzy brain.
I stared at Kaiba as the small Japanese nurse looked into my ears, pulled out the thermometer and stared at it before shaking it down and stuffing it into her pocket.
“You are very healthy, Otogi-san, for someone who hasn’t eaten or slept very well in the last week. Kaiba-san, he will need good food, liquid for the first day, and lots of rest. Will you be needing your case?” she asked and Kaiba shook his head once. “Very well, then.” And she exited to where sounds of construction were commencing on my door.
“Wh-what do you want, Kaiba?” I asked when we were alone.
Kaiba came closer to the bed, his arms crossed at his chest ad his legs parted in his usual superior stance.
“You.” He said. “Completely submissive and willing.” He paused as the words floated deep into my head. “When you are stronger we will negotiate details, but you know already that you are a desirable man. And I have needs, also. So, are you interested?” he asked, his eyes so intense it seemed he knew my answer before I did.
I looked him up and down once more. He called me desirable and yet there he was, a walking cure for sterility. I nooded my head before my mouth could begin to speak. “I an interested . . . . in saving my company.” I amended not wanting to look too eager.
Kaiba snorted. “Good. Now, to get you back on your feet. Sleep now, when you wake up, we’ll get you fed.” And he reached down and pulled the blanket up and tucked it around me, before striding out of the room.

Kaiba stayed with me the whole day, bringing delicious soup and vitamins, juice and tea.
By night, I was already feeling better and wondering if Miho, the kid that worked for me, had gotten the store opened on time.
Kaiba walked in with a cup and I took it gently.
It was cocoa and had tiny marshmallows floating in it.
“I had one of my people help run your store today. That boy is okay, but could never have managed for a full day alone. Plus, I have an order and wanted it filled, efficiently.” He said.
“An order?” I asked, letting the mug lower.
“Yes.” He answered, lifting it to my lips again. “An assortment of your new dice, those plushies. I wanted to show them to Mokuba and see what he thinks.”
“I thought you would have gone to work today.” I said, suddenly feeling very ungrateful and ashamed of my words.
“I have a laptop in the other room and my secretary brought my paperwork here. I am at work. I only had one meeting and it was not that important.” He said as I finished the cup and handed it back. “I do have to meet with some people tomorrow, but you will be sleeping then.” He announced and I had no doubts.
“What about my . . . .” I began, now feeling embarrassment at my selfishness rise to slap me.
“Things are in the works. I am not concerned nor should you be.” He said, rising. “Sleep now.” And he left me to fade back into unconsciousness.

For three days Kaiba nursed me back to strength. On Friday, he stood in my room looking at me where I sat against the headboard.
“You look better. I am going home now. I’ll see you tomorrow at school and then you are to come to the mansion at 5:00 p.m.”
I could only nod as he glared down. Then, he smiled and something happened.
“This may be the beginning of a great discovery for you, Ryuuji-kun.” He said, his voice thick with innuendo. His eyes raked down my body to the thick covers at my waist.
That something happened, again.
“Tomorrow, then.” he added and was gone.
I pulled back the covers to find my short pajama pants covering a very aroused organ that begged for my attention.
Thus, it began.
First with my hand, in my own bed.

After school on Saturday, I checked my store. Miho was there and looking nervous.
“How is it going?” I asked him and he looked visibly relieved.
“Is that guy coming back? He looked like he would easily slit my throat if I ever screwed up once.”
“I’m not sure, perhaps you should work harder. What are our totals for the week?” I asked. Hey, never hurt to keep an employee on his toes and Miho could be a screw up.
He brought me the books and I reviewed them while he dealt with customers.
We had done fairly well, in fact, numbers were up. I put in an order and checked the outgoing. That is when I found Kaiba’s order.
It was big. Two of each stuffed die and even an assortment of the plastic ones. It had been delivered the day before and that accounted for half of the excess profit for the week.
After reviewing the rest of my papers, I also found the details of Kaiba’s solution to my copyright issue.
Dungeon Dice Monsters, inc. is a legal business. It is owned by me and leased out to Pegasus Mfg. Company for production. Therefore it has stock. I have 32% of these stock and there had been a buying frenzy over the last few weeks.
I knew that if someone got a majority, I would lose my control.
Apparently, even before our deal, Kaiba had bought some of my stock.
He owned 24% of it, so between us we now had 56% and a controlling interest. He had become my silent partner and the contract was there, needing only to be signed by me.
I sighed in relief.
I left the store early, telling Miho to lock up and if there was any problem he could call me, or just call ‘that guy’. Miho blanched and stocked a shelf even faster.
I smiled out of his sight.
At home, I showered and washed out my hair, when it was combed out and dried, I noticed a note on my dressing table. (Okay, so it’s girly, but I like it.)

Ryuuji-kun,
Don’t be late and loose the head band and dice.
Wear what I left for you and no make-up. I want to see the real you.
K.


I turned to find a zippered clothing bag hanging on my closet door.
Inside was white silk button down shirt and a pair of black leather pants.
There was also a solid gold stud earring.
The textures alone nearly made me hard until I remembered what was going to happen today.
I was going to Kaiba’s to fulfill my part of the deal.
I dressed quickly, checking the clock ten times as I did. Then, I hurried out.
When I arrived at Kaiba’s I parked my car and was let in by a butler, who led me up the stairs to an innocuous door.
“Master Kaiba-san is waiting for you in here.” He said pointing to the door before leaving me.
I drew a deep breath.
“Just remember, he said you were desirable. And, that he is drop-dead gorgeous.” I told myself reaching for the handle and turning it.
Inside the room was lined with mirrors, everywhere I looked I could see myself. At the center was a small bed decorated in a child’s Dungeon Dice bedding and two of the largest stuffed dice from that order were set on the pillow.
Kaiba was suddenly present, closing a mirrored door behind him.

A/N: Sorry for the delay.
I am having a series of computer, internet, housing and sore typing finger problems.
I have promised to update at least one story a week, but I don’t want to piss-off the librarian, so that is the best I can do for now.