Gettin' Bi Mai

Author’s Corner: Guys, I’m sick. Like really sick, it feels like my brain is trying to leak out of my ears! *whimpers in pain* I’m still working on the second chapter to Hell’s Cradle. I had wanted to get it done before putting this chapter out but it had gotten to the point that it hurts too bad to even look at the computer screen! So decided to go on ahead and put this out just to let ya guys know I'm thinking about you all...*huggies to all* I might take off of work and if I do, I’ll try to get that chapter done while I’m confined to my bed. I try. I’m sorry. I hope this chapter will satisfy you guys just a little bit.

All the reviews that I receive up here will be shown in the other story since it’s mostly my regular reviewers that are reviewing anyway. Well until then…love ya lots!


*Enjoy* *sniffles*


“C’mon mommy! I’m going to be late the school!” A small little girl bundled up in a purple jacket grabs her smiling mother by the hand as they make their way through the murmuring morning crowd of Domino City. They pass a small corporate crowd reading newspapers that are waiting for the bus to take them to their respective cubicles in at their respective corporations. Some in exasperate sighs look at their watches, they’ll certainly be late for work. The bus is running late as usual.

A sleek black Mercedes convertible suddenly whizzes past the sluggish crowd of pedestrians through the familiar streets, streets in which the driver haven’t driven upon in five years.

The blinding morning rays penetrate the windshield causing sharp azure eyes to squint even sharper. A slightly tanned hand quickly moves the shades from the top of his head to shield the vigilant orbs.

A loud rendition of the latest hit song from Shattered Dreams rings out loudly from the cell phone that’s perched in a clip on the dash.

Slightly plump lips twist in annoyance then parts as a sigh passes through at the familiar blond image that the ring tone had conjured up in his head. That’s what you get for having your younger brother borrow your phone for a day…

Tapping at the earpiece that’s connected to the phone, a smooth husky voice then speaks curtly.

“Kaiba”

A pause as the brunet takes the time to make his left turn.

“Hai, I just got into Domino early this morning. I’ll be at the corporation in about an hour; I have that stop to make first. You’re ok?”

A chuckle erupts from deep within at the response coming from the earpiece.
“Yea, Mo’, I’m going to YOUR Corporation. But don’t get use to it, it’s only temporary you know…”

Kaiba throws his head back and lets out a laugh, “Like I have to worry about you overthrowin’ me…heh but I’m proud of you ototo. I wouldn’t be going through with this if I didn’t trust you.”

Another pause, as the expensive car goes into parallel park in front of a memorable building.

“And I love you too. I’m here at the Game Shop so let me call you back later and stay out of trouble.”

With that the conversation is over as black laced combat boots steps onto the asphalt.

The brunet man slowly returns the shades back to the spot on top of his now waist length hair which is currently in a high ponytail. He stands transfixed at the building where so much had started; his fate had constantly intertwined with those that are currently inside.

He wonders if any of them will recognize him when he goes inside. Probably not, since he certainly no longer has the same look with the light tanned skin covered in dark blue cameo cargo pants and a black button down satin shirt. The trench coat addiction had long ago been broken, such a silly habit back then really. It was almost laughable. Then again, after graduation all of those years ago, he had decided to change a lot of things.Once again, a tanned face appears in his unconscious mind.

Shaking his head at the incoming and unwanted memory, Kaiba grabs the handle with finality and opens it.

Multi-colored hair bristles as the head that it’s attached to lifts up.

The brunet nearly grins at the sight.

Yugi certainly had grown over the years. He’s still short for his age but he did get taller and his eyes are no longer quite the big chibi eyes that he remembered.

“Irasshaimase! May I help you with anything today?”

Before the CEO could reply he heard a long whistle coming from his left side. He turns his gaze towards the source to see none other than Ryuuji Otogi sitting in a booth nearby, staring unabashed up at him. Even though he’s checking him out, his hand is clasps to another. Wedding bands glistens in the sunlight.

The dice master hasn’t aged a bit it seems, he almost looked the same. Just a little bit more flamboyant with his looks but then again, that was almost expected. However the guy he was holding hands with nearly shocked the brunet as he it almost took him a bit to recognize him. Honda…his hair now in a simple, normal buzz cut. The military uniform he adorns tells a lot as of why he no longer had that funky hairstyle. It suits him pretty good though.

“So gorgeous, are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna bring that fine piece of ass over here.” A sharp elbow pierces his side but a sly grin still remains plastered on his face.

“Otogi…”

“What?” The raven-haired man gazes upon his significant other in mock innocence.

“Stop that, you know how it grates on my nerves.” The shorter haired brunet grumbles in annoyance as he looks away.

“Look, Honda. If you want this threesome to happen, I suggest you change your attitude…”

Yugi laughs and shakes his head. It was certainly high school all over again. He turns to his customer. “Please don’t mind him, he means no harm.”

Blue eyes closes shut as a smirk comes across the features.
"Hmph, yea I know, harmless…just like the “geek squad” that I had remembered five years ago.”

All eyes now on the brunet, as mouths abruptly drop to the floor.

The violet-eyed man slowly moves from his place from the counter as he makes his way to the “stranger”.

“Why, hello Motou…You look well. How’s the wife?” Kaiba taps lightly at the wedding ring on the small hand.

“F-fine…we’re expec…Kaiba is that…you??”

“Maybe…” The tell-tale trademark smirk graces the features in a mocking gesture.

“HOLY SHIT!” Otogi quickly stands up and making his way over there also, almost ripping his poor husband’s arm off in the process.

“KAIBA FUCKING SETO! HOT DAMN!” Otogi once again without shame looks the male up and down. “I had always thought you was an ok looking guy back in high school but now…shit! So why are you still alone?” Green eyes stares at the naked fingers.

The brunet couldn’t help but laugh at that, shocking his audience. “By choice, I suppose. I guess I never really fully recovered…”

Otogi’s face sudden fell. He knew exactly what the blue-eyed man had meant since it was he and Honda that were the only ones that knew about his crush….*

But before a reply could come, Kaiba speaks up.

“Mind if I go into your living area and smoke, Motou?” Hands jingle at the contents inside his pant pockets.
Yugi wrinkles his nose, he didn’t know Kaiba smoked! He may be in a straight relationship but he decided that the brunet is indeed gorgeous and shouldn’t be taking part in such a habit but nonetheless…“Um no, not at all. Matter of fact, I guess it’s a good thing but only because there’s so much to talk about it seems…” the smaller male went towards the door in the back.

“Quite frankly, there isn’t much to tell, but I did come here for a reason.” With that the brunet follows into the room along with the couple not far behind him.

“Stop staring at his ass!” Honda growls out to his beau who just gazes at him nonchalantly.

“Shit, I’m trying not to be rude here! He has a fucking nice ass! It should get some attention.”

When everyone finds a place within the room, Yugi and the married couple sits on the long couch while the CEO sits sprawled over the recliner, one leg hiked over the armrest. He then reaches into his pocket and pull out a cigarette and a Zippo lighter, which Otogi frowns upon. It’s chrome with the brunet’s signature dragon decorated intricately on the sides with sapphire eyes glistening.

Kaiba places the cigarette in his mouth and brings the metal object to his face and soon the first puff of smoke comes forward.

The smell immediately tells the other participants in the room that it wasn’t exactly an ordinary cigarette.
“I didn’t think you would still have that…” the dice master drawls.

Shrugging the brunet replies, “I created the designs for it and had it made…so why not?”

“You know they’re engaged now right?”

Blue eyes stares into green ones. Kaiba takes a long drag and releases more smoke into the air. “I may have…come across such information…” How could he not! For years he had tried to forget about the blond idiot but its fucking hard when such sexiness is gracing everything! Then he came across that fateful magazine with such an annoucement on it one day...

“Jou Kats, the famous lead singer of the legendary band, Shattered Dreams. Must be nice.” Honda leans closer to the warm body beside him. “Kind of miss him. I wonder if he still thinks of us.”

The brunet scoffs but said nothing as he brings the burning object back to his lips.

“Let him go, Kaib. You’ve practically disappeared from everybody including the media for about five years on the account of what happened that day. No need to give him anymore of your time, hell you’re fucking Adonis man, it’s time that you move on as well. I have some friends…”

“No need for that.” Kaiba sighs as his straightening himself up a bit in his chair. “An old friend from my orphanage days had somehow gotten in touch with me again. He wants me to come and tour along with some band he’s in. I figure I needed the time off so I’m temporarily relieving myself of my corporate duties and handing them over to Mokuba.”

“Ahh, he’s like seventeen now, isn’t he? Gosh, I sure would like to see him, is he in town with you?” Yugi pipes in, excitedly.

“No, he’s back at home in Hokkaido.”

“Hokkaido huh? So that’s where you guys have been all of this time…” Otogi grins slightly.

“Actually, we’ve only been there for six months. We were staying in California for the most part.”

“California!? As in America?! No wonder anyone hasn’t seen you around!” The dice master suddenly laughs, “You’ve should’ve seen the media…you were like their cocaine and they needed a fucking fix.”

Snickering, Kaiba drawls lazily at his cigarette, feeling a bit good. “I wouldn’t doubt it. They have always been on my ass but anyway, the favor…”

“We’re listening” Otogi acknowledges.

“Mokuba and I had decided that he’s going to move back here while he’s running the company. You know he’s young and still in school and I would like to minimize the workload and business trips as much as possible. So I was wondering if he could stay with one of you. I could get him an apartment but then again, he IS a teenager…an older one.”

Yugi chuckles, “I wouldn’t mind him staying with Tea and I, she would love the company. Her due date is a couple of weeks away now and it’ll just be good for her.”

“Congratulations, Motou and it’s settled. I’ll let him know and he should be arriving into town about a couple of days before school starts here.”

“Hey, baby” Otogi turns to his partner, rubbing on a shoulder. “You hear that? We finally got us a middle man..er boy..Well shit..He got a year left.”

Honda sits rigid trying his best to ignore his reckless partner, especially when a brunet who’s too high to be in his right mind, sits only a few yards away, looking fit to kill.

Sensing the uneasiness, the raven-haired man looks to the source of the discomfort.

Two bluish slits for eyes met his gaze.

“Heh he heh…Just kidding, Kaib! Loosen up will ya? Besides I’m A LOT more interested in you…” A pink tongue slowly pokes through lips to lick the lip gloss there. “Your friend is a VERY lucky guy...”

“It’s nothing like that! He was my best friend, and I figured it’ll be nice to catch up on a few things while I’m on tour with him. I mean it’s been a little over a decade since I’ve seen the guy.” The brunet looks half-focused at the dwindling stick. Damn and it was getting good too…

“So what band does he play in?” Yugi gives a yawn as he stretches his limbs.

“Shit, I don’t remember…he may have said it while we were on the phone, like half-way through the conversation but by the end of it I fucking forgot, I was fucking high! I do know he plays the guitar though…”

“Well if he’s going on tour than he most likely a part of a very popular band…there are a couple of really awesome bands that had scheduled tours around this time…what’s his name?” Otogi asks, snickering a bit at the glaze that had formed over blue eyes like cataracts. It seems even the most advanced brain is no match against the hypnotic powers of a certain plant.

“…huh? shit…um fuck…his name…” Kaiba grumbles, almost incoherently. “Sa—sa…fuck…oh yea…Satoru…Ao-Aomori Satoru.

Everyone gawks at the stoned CEO in disbelief. Have he not realized....

“Um, Kaiba…you seriously don’t know what band he plays for?” Honda fidgets a bit.

“No…should it fucking matter?” Kaiba asks leaning further in the chair, tugging at a few strands of loose hair.
“Um, well…yea especially if the group is…Sha—“A hand adorning a dice charm bracelet on the wrist, stops Honda’s lips from moving even further. A devilish grin comes across features.

“No, it doesn’t. It doesn’t matter at all…you-you just enjoy yourself on that tour, hon. Make sure you have stories to tell us when you get back…” Otogi waves his hands in emphasis and then mumbles, “Because I sure as hell know you will…”

“Huh? Yea ok…whatever. I’m meeting him at the lead singer’s mansion…whoever he is, outside...of...Tokyo…right after I get…I get things straightened out at the office. “ Kaiba murmurs as he finally puts the cigarette out.

Yugi’s face pales considerably as Otogi’s turn bright red from the laughter bubbling up inside and Honda guffaws a couple of times. Pot is certainly one hell of a drug…

TBC…