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Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
3,875
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38
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0
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And Thus the Plot Thickens
Thank you, Kat, Kschur32, Katsuki, Terry, MOFAF, KC, Kiyteoura, Ashes, and Moon, and on ff.net; angel_soul03, Seto_Girl, and Metallica Bandit
I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh! ^^ got gotz a beta *glares at flamer “Nobody else was complaining”*. >> Actually, I have two, but one I don’t want to over load her because she doesn’t know much about Yu-Gi-Oh, but both of them are great! :)
Well, enough of this gibble garb (talk), on with the fic! Here it is, after popular demand (was there any? I just quit writing for awhile), I’ll update soon if I don’t ant anymore flames (having trouble with handing them.)
^^^^^^
Seto opened his eyes lazily, staring at the blond beauty that lied next to him, sleeping. A smile quirked his lips as he wrapped his arms around the boy and pulled him close; everything in his mind escaping. As he laid his ear against Jou’s back, he listened to the sweet beat of Jou’s heart, and ran his fingers through the golden coils, letting them fall through his fingers like water from ay lay lake.
“I’m such a lucky guy,” he whispered into the blonde’s neck before falling asleep again.
Over in a corner of their little room, a mini camera moved about, filming their every move. Behind the camera was the stalker, eyes intently on the blond, thinking about every breath he took in.
“Mine…” He smiled, touching the screen with the tip of his fingers, “forever.” He took his hand and covered Seto’s head. “Alone.”
~~~!!~~~
Seto stepped towards the largely lit building, neon signs blinding his vision in pain. He waited for a clearing, and calmness, when he finally openhe fhe front door.
“HI! Welcome to Burger World, how may we help you?”
“I’d like to speak to you on that job you are hiring for.” Seto stared at her, straight in the eyes. He waing ing to get this job with no problem; he knew what these people wanted from employees.
~~~!!~~~
Jou looked up from his pot as the front dopenopened, and Seto walked in with a weak smile. Grinning from ear to ear, the blond ran towards him and wrapped his arms around the brunette. “Welcome home, sweetie.” He smiled.
“I got the job,” Seto whispered in his ear. He was happy he even got the job; but the place where it was, that was what he hated. Everywhere he went, they would ask for his trai in in college, and he realized he didn’t have any at all. Hell, he was still a high school student! “But, I need to talk to Mokie, is he home?” Seto let that flow off his tongue, enjoying itxturxture.
Nodding, Jou pointed towards the small boy’s room, walking back towards his cooking. “Dinner will be in a few.” He smiled.
Walking towards the room, Seto stared inside, almost in shock. The room bandband posters everywhere; loud music tuned off a small radio, and over in the corner was his brother, binoculars at hand, staring into the neighbor girl’s bedroom. Clearing his throat, he favored the feet that Mokuba jumped, turning towards him.
“What are you doing, Mokuba?” Seto asked, seriously.
“Bird watching,” Mokuba muttered; tilting his head up further than it was. “Look, there’s a sparrow!”
“Hm,” Seto muttered, taking a seat on the disaster zone of a bed. Clothes piled in mountains with many trading cards, GameBoy games, and the GameBoy its self, and magazines with naked women on them. Ignoring its content, Seto stared up at his brother, tilting his head. “My amnesia is bothering me with a bit of info. I’m aware that Kaiba isn’t our last name, buy doy do we have it if we were never adopted?”
Mokuba’s eyes widened, dropping his binoculars. His face stared around, before shutting the door. “You said we had to have to use it, the old man said he didn’t care.”
“What old man?”
“The Kaiba one; he had a cooperation some year before Tusaka took over. I don’t know how, but everybody just forgot it existed, and that’s when dual monsters went out of popularity.
“That year, we had first run away, and we ran into him. He was homeless then lost everything because of Tusaka-and the old man said he had nothing left. You had explained our problem about the orphanage going after us. So he said we can use his last name.”
“Oh.” Seto said, shocked a little. “Where can we see this old man Kaiba?” He whispered.
Shrugging, Mokuba picked up his binoculars, sighing. “I believe around Upper Domino.” He went back to his spying, a mini camera next to him. “I’m not going to film her brother, just the kids in the pool.” He smiled, using the camera down on the pool.
Sighing, Seto left the room; Jou stared at him, smiling brightly. “Pup, is he to have that camera, I don’t trust him with it.”
“No, last time he used it, he filmed us having sex, and sold it throughout ol.”ol.” Jou said, shocked.
Turning back, Seto ran back to the raven-haired boy’s room, stopping the boy from zooming his camera into the girl’s room.
~~~!!~~~
Jou pushed his hips against the pool, moaning as a few guys slapped his ass. He hated the days he had to work over time-why couldn’t the other dancers just go to work? Groaning, he felt somebody press up against his rear, but continued dancing as some money was pressed under his nose.
As the music died, Jou turned to face his partner, growling at the smiling Tusaka. The white haired CEO pushed the money in his hand.
“I always enjoy your dances, Jou.” He smiled, leaning closer to the blond, who just stared up.
“We have other costumers I must attend to.” Jou whispered, walking past him. Tusaka only smiled as he turned towards the bartender with a note.
~~~!!~~~
Jou sat on his normal stool, staring over the full club. His eyes turned to a tapping upon his shoulder with a smile at the bartender. “Hey, Sammy.” He smiled.
The man turned to Jou, smiling brightly. “’Ey, Jou, gotta message for ya.” He handed the blond the note, smiling brightly before going back to work.
Jou stared over the piece of paper, in the bartender’s handwriting, a smile on his face.
Dear Katsuya, my puppy,
When was the last we’ve been out? I want to take you out to eat at a special restaurant, after your working hours. Meet me at Anna Millers (A famous Japanese coffee house). I’ll meet you there.
Seto
Smiling, Jou turned around on his stool, cheering a bit. That restaurant was Seto and his first date. Man how he missed it those days. Standing up, he went backworkwork.
~~~!!~~~
“Hello? Gozaburo?” Seto stared around the street, ignoring the homeless that were lined every which way. An elderly, unshaven man stepped out, staring him over; and then smiled at him.
“Ah you - Seto wasn’t it? How have you and your brother been doing?” He asked, staring around. Seto nodded; and Gozaburo took his hand and led him towards a small, handmade room. “Sit, Sit!” He pulled up a limped over chair. “What can I help you with?” He asked.
Staring up, Seto took a second, before saying, “I wanted to make a deal with you.”
“What type of deal, boy?” Gozaburo asked.
Taking in a deep breath, Seto muttered, “You tell me your whole story, about Kaiba Corps, Dual Monsters, and Tusaka, and if I can think quickly, you and I work together to take him out of business, regain your reign.”
“And if you accomplished all of that?”
“The only thing I ask is for a job.” Seto stared intently in his eyes, not breaking down, and Gozaburo returned the glare.
A smile broke on the CEO’s face, staring at the ground. “If you do accomplish this, keep up the structure. You’re like a dream child, can’t be broken easily, but…are you good at games?”
“Yes, sir.” Seto nodded.
“Dandy for a game of chess?” He asked, pulling out an old box, and Seto nodded.
They both set out the game, and began playing. Halfway through the game Gozaburo began to speak about his story.
“About seven years ago, I was on top of everything. I was game champion in mostly anything. I was notifie dua dua dualist, selling the cards and merchandise like a pimp at a whorehouse. Then, one day, this man came to my office; name Kimu Tusaka, smiling with ease. He sat across from me, chuckling.
“When I was speaking to him, about our stocks, and everything, he made a deal with me. You see, he owned another large company, one that it would make Kaiba Corps. complete. He said he throws in his stock, if I threw in mine, for a game. Have you ever heard the game ‘Go’?” He asked, staring around.
“Yes?”
“Well, he beat me in it. I lost everything, and he gained. In no time, I lost my home, and almost my sanity, and that’s when you come in the problem.”
“Hm.” Seto leaned back against the chair. “You lost to that.” He moved his bishop over a bit, blocking Gozaburo’s king. “Check mate.” He muttered, and the older man’s eyes widened. “I’ve also come up with a plan to regain everything from your little story.” He smiled, staring upthe the elderly man.
“Oh? Do tell!”
~~~!!~~~
Jou stood against the wall, staring around the crowded streets. For some reason, he couldn’t even see Seto. “Where are you? Aren’t you coming?” His voice whispered, staring down at the ground.
“Are you waiting for somebody?” A voice asked; the one of Tusaka. “You’re cold,” He whispered, putting a jacket on the boy, and Jou nodded.
“How could he do this to me!?” Jou cried, falling to his knees. “I said I loved him! How could he stand me up!?” He stared up at Tusaka.
“Bad Seto can’t even take care of a lover who gives him everything.” Tusaka whispered, taking the boy’s hands. “Why don’t I help you to some hot coffee while you wait for him?” He asked, and Jou nodded, allowing himself to be lifted to his feet.
“Hai…” He whispered, walking into the restaurant with Tusaka.
~~~!!~~~
Seto stepped into his bedroom, staring around. “Jou?” He asked.
“He hasn’t come home yet, big bro.” Mokuba muttered from behind him. “What did you do to him? It’s after midnight, I’m scared.” He whispered, and Seto nodded.
“I’m going out to look for him, come with me.” He took Mokuba’s hand and led him out the door.
I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh! ^^ got gotz a beta *glares at flamer “Nobody else was complaining”*. >> Actually, I have two, but one I don’t want to over load her because she doesn’t know much about Yu-Gi-Oh, but both of them are great! :)
Well, enough of this gibble garb (talk), on with the fic! Here it is, after popular demand (was there any? I just quit writing for awhile), I’ll update soon if I don’t ant anymore flames (having trouble with handing them.)
^^^^^^
Seto opened his eyes lazily, staring at the blond beauty that lied next to him, sleeping. A smile quirked his lips as he wrapped his arms around the boy and pulled him close; everything in his mind escaping. As he laid his ear against Jou’s back, he listened to the sweet beat of Jou’s heart, and ran his fingers through the golden coils, letting them fall through his fingers like water from ay lay lake.
“I’m such a lucky guy,” he whispered into the blonde’s neck before falling asleep again.
Over in a corner of their little room, a mini camera moved about, filming their every move. Behind the camera was the stalker, eyes intently on the blond, thinking about every breath he took in.
“Mine…” He smiled, touching the screen with the tip of his fingers, “forever.” He took his hand and covered Seto’s head. “Alone.”
~~~!!~~~
Seto stepped towards the largely lit building, neon signs blinding his vision in pain. He waited for a clearing, and calmness, when he finally openhe fhe front door.
“HI! Welcome to Burger World, how may we help you?”
“I’d like to speak to you on that job you are hiring for.” Seto stared at her, straight in the eyes. He waing ing to get this job with no problem; he knew what these people wanted from employees.
~~~!!~~~
Jou looked up from his pot as the front dopenopened, and Seto walked in with a weak smile. Grinning from ear to ear, the blond ran towards him and wrapped his arms around the brunette. “Welcome home, sweetie.” He smiled.
“I got the job,” Seto whispered in his ear. He was happy he even got the job; but the place where it was, that was what he hated. Everywhere he went, they would ask for his trai in in college, and he realized he didn’t have any at all. Hell, he was still a high school student! “But, I need to talk to Mokie, is he home?” Seto let that flow off his tongue, enjoying itxturxture.
Nodding, Jou pointed towards the small boy’s room, walking back towards his cooking. “Dinner will be in a few.” He smiled.
Walking towards the room, Seto stared inside, almost in shock. The room bandband posters everywhere; loud music tuned off a small radio, and over in the corner was his brother, binoculars at hand, staring into the neighbor girl’s bedroom. Clearing his throat, he favored the feet that Mokuba jumped, turning towards him.
“What are you doing, Mokuba?” Seto asked, seriously.
“Bird watching,” Mokuba muttered; tilting his head up further than it was. “Look, there’s a sparrow!”
“Hm,” Seto muttered, taking a seat on the disaster zone of a bed. Clothes piled in mountains with many trading cards, GameBoy games, and the GameBoy its self, and magazines with naked women on them. Ignoring its content, Seto stared up at his brother, tilting his head. “My amnesia is bothering me with a bit of info. I’m aware that Kaiba isn’t our last name, buy doy do we have it if we were never adopted?”
Mokuba’s eyes widened, dropping his binoculars. His face stared around, before shutting the door. “You said we had to have to use it, the old man said he didn’t care.”
“What old man?”
“The Kaiba one; he had a cooperation some year before Tusaka took over. I don’t know how, but everybody just forgot it existed, and that’s when dual monsters went out of popularity.
“That year, we had first run away, and we ran into him. He was homeless then lost everything because of Tusaka-and the old man said he had nothing left. You had explained our problem about the orphanage going after us. So he said we can use his last name.”
“Oh.” Seto said, shocked a little. “Where can we see this old man Kaiba?” He whispered.
Shrugging, Mokuba picked up his binoculars, sighing. “I believe around Upper Domino.” He went back to his spying, a mini camera next to him. “I’m not going to film her brother, just the kids in the pool.” He smiled, using the camera down on the pool.
Sighing, Seto left the room; Jou stared at him, smiling brightly. “Pup, is he to have that camera, I don’t trust him with it.”
“No, last time he used it, he filmed us having sex, and sold it throughout ol.”ol.” Jou said, shocked.
Turning back, Seto ran back to the raven-haired boy’s room, stopping the boy from zooming his camera into the girl’s room.
~~~!!~~~
Jou pushed his hips against the pool, moaning as a few guys slapped his ass. He hated the days he had to work over time-why couldn’t the other dancers just go to work? Groaning, he felt somebody press up against his rear, but continued dancing as some money was pressed under his nose.
As the music died, Jou turned to face his partner, growling at the smiling Tusaka. The white haired CEO pushed the money in his hand.
“I always enjoy your dances, Jou.” He smiled, leaning closer to the blond, who just stared up.
“We have other costumers I must attend to.” Jou whispered, walking past him. Tusaka only smiled as he turned towards the bartender with a note.
~~~!!~~~
Jou sat on his normal stool, staring over the full club. His eyes turned to a tapping upon his shoulder with a smile at the bartender. “Hey, Sammy.” He smiled.
The man turned to Jou, smiling brightly. “’Ey, Jou, gotta message for ya.” He handed the blond the note, smiling brightly before going back to work.
Jou stared over the piece of paper, in the bartender’s handwriting, a smile on his face.
Dear Katsuya, my puppy,
When was the last we’ve been out? I want to take you out to eat at a special restaurant, after your working hours. Meet me at Anna Millers (A famous Japanese coffee house). I’ll meet you there.
Seto
Smiling, Jou turned around on his stool, cheering a bit. That restaurant was Seto and his first date. Man how he missed it those days. Standing up, he went backworkwork.
~~~!!~~~
“Hello? Gozaburo?” Seto stared around the street, ignoring the homeless that were lined every which way. An elderly, unshaven man stepped out, staring him over; and then smiled at him.
“Ah you - Seto wasn’t it? How have you and your brother been doing?” He asked, staring around. Seto nodded; and Gozaburo took his hand and led him towards a small, handmade room. “Sit, Sit!” He pulled up a limped over chair. “What can I help you with?” He asked.
Staring up, Seto took a second, before saying, “I wanted to make a deal with you.”
“What type of deal, boy?” Gozaburo asked.
Taking in a deep breath, Seto muttered, “You tell me your whole story, about Kaiba Corps, Dual Monsters, and Tusaka, and if I can think quickly, you and I work together to take him out of business, regain your reign.”
“And if you accomplished all of that?”
“The only thing I ask is for a job.” Seto stared intently in his eyes, not breaking down, and Gozaburo returned the glare.
A smile broke on the CEO’s face, staring at the ground. “If you do accomplish this, keep up the structure. You’re like a dream child, can’t be broken easily, but…are you good at games?”
“Yes, sir.” Seto nodded.
“Dandy for a game of chess?” He asked, pulling out an old box, and Seto nodded.
They both set out the game, and began playing. Halfway through the game Gozaburo began to speak about his story.
“About seven years ago, I was on top of everything. I was game champion in mostly anything. I was notifie dua dua dualist, selling the cards and merchandise like a pimp at a whorehouse. Then, one day, this man came to my office; name Kimu Tusaka, smiling with ease. He sat across from me, chuckling.
“When I was speaking to him, about our stocks, and everything, he made a deal with me. You see, he owned another large company, one that it would make Kaiba Corps. complete. He said he throws in his stock, if I threw in mine, for a game. Have you ever heard the game ‘Go’?” He asked, staring around.
“Yes?”
“Well, he beat me in it. I lost everything, and he gained. In no time, I lost my home, and almost my sanity, and that’s when you come in the problem.”
“Hm.” Seto leaned back against the chair. “You lost to that.” He moved his bishop over a bit, blocking Gozaburo’s king. “Check mate.” He muttered, and the older man’s eyes widened. “I’ve also come up with a plan to regain everything from your little story.” He smiled, staring upthe the elderly man.
“Oh? Do tell!”
~~~!!~~~
Jou stood against the wall, staring around the crowded streets. For some reason, he couldn’t even see Seto. “Where are you? Aren’t you coming?” His voice whispered, staring down at the ground.
“Are you waiting for somebody?” A voice asked; the one of Tusaka. “You’re cold,” He whispered, putting a jacket on the boy, and Jou nodded.
“How could he do this to me!?” Jou cried, falling to his knees. “I said I loved him! How could he stand me up!?” He stared up at Tusaka.
“Bad Seto can’t even take care of a lover who gives him everything.” Tusaka whispered, taking the boy’s hands. “Why don’t I help you to some hot coffee while you wait for him?” He asked, and Jou nodded, allowing himself to be lifted to his feet.
“Hai…” He whispered, walking into the restaurant with Tusaka.
~~~!!~~~
Seto stepped into his bedroom, staring around. “Jou?” He asked.
“He hasn’t come home yet, big bro.” Mokuba muttered from behind him. “What did you do to him? It’s after midnight, I’m scared.” He whispered, and Seto nodded.
“I’m going out to look for him, come with me.” He took Mokuba’s hand and led him out the door.