Secrets Are Hard To Keep

After that evening, the two seemo sto start getting control of their urges. Seto could now work without distraction. He’d also been able to convince Kira to not put in such long hours at work. In turn, Kira asked the same of him and it took him a minute to comply.

Now, they pretty much only met on Sunday—their day off. Usually Seto went to work having nothing really better to do. But now, employees almost never saw him unless it was an emergency. They soon found that to be a benefit; for when he returned, he was in an exceptionally better mood. And when he was in a good mood, he treated them better.

It’s been two months since then, and already they had faced problems as a couple. The first had been finding time to be alone and an excuse to go with it. The second had been telling Mokuba…at least Seto thought so. He wasn’t exactly looking forward to telling him. It wasn’t that he couldn’t trust his brother…it was just the awkwardness that would come with it.

Unfortunately for him, Kira wasn’t going to drop the subject. She really focused on the fact that if Mokuba found out himself, there could be conflict between them. When Seto continued to put it off, Kira went as far as to threaten him with no sex until he did. Seto almost choked on his drink at the thought.

So that night, Seto walked to Mokuba’s room and knocked on the door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s me Mokuba, open up.”

Mokuba scrambled from his desk to open the door for his brother. “Hey Seto!”

“Mokuba, we need to talk.”

Mokuba looked a little confused, “Is something wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong…I just need to talk to you.” Seto walked into the large room and waited for his brother to close the door and take a seat.

“So what did you want to talk about Seto?”

Seto hesitated a moment, not sure how to start what he wanted to saw. “Mokuba, what I’m going to tell you is about me. Actually it’s about Kira…and me. You see…we’ve sort of started…dating.”

Mokuba let out the breath he was holding. He’d been waiting for what seemed like eternity for them to get together. “That’s great Seto! When did it happen?”

Seto cleared his throat, “Two months ago.”

“What! That long!?”

“Mokuba, it’s not that I didn’t want to tell you, I was just waiting until we had everything sorted out. We want to keep it a secret for as long as possible.”

“It’s OK big bro, I understand. I’m really happy for the both of you.”

“Thanks Mokuba. I guess I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Good night Seto.”

Seto opened the door and then looked back at his brother, “Remember Mokuba, it’s a secret. The only people who know are you and Mesumi.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t say a thing.”

Seto shut the door behind him. He stood there for a moment wondering if telling his brother so soon was the right thing. His mind was jerked from its thought at the sound of yelling and whooping coming from Mokuba’s room. It made him smirk. Guess it was.