To Keep A Katsu

I’m so sorry you guys, I really didn’t mean to put you guys in suspense this long! I’ve been going through a lot of stress both emotional and physical, even when I was writing my first fic and I was merely trying to take a breather before I dive head first into the sequel. Goman Nasai!! But since you’ve all been so good to me, I decided to forge ahead and try to start the sequel now, summer school is almost over anyway and maybe you my loyal reviewers will put a smile on this weary and depressed face like you always do. Once again, I am soooooooooooo sorry. I hope you all will forgive me!

NOTE TO READERS: If you didn’t read To Kill A Kaiba, please do. I will be referencing a couple of things from the story, especially Kaiba’s new personality traits. I don’t want you to get confuse and flame me for something you yourself as a reader have yet to do. I promise, it’s a good read. I wouldn’t be writing a sequel! :) Thanks!

Please enjoy the opener oh and...I DON'T OWN YUGIOH! I TOLD YOU I'M BROKE!

You Must...

Eleven years ago, just on the outskirts of Tokyo


Action figures lies unceremoniously upon the carpet less floor, some missing heads and limbs. A couple of boxes of board games also lie amongst the carnage of broken toys, game pieces never to be seen again. Upon old torn wallpaper, are various pages of notebook paper plastered upon the wall with scotch tape, each depicting a poor rendition of a person in crayon. Those said crayons, lie broken in colored pieces on a rickety night stand beside a small twin-sized bed, which is currently occupied...

“Bam! Bam! Oh, no! We jus losted two men!” yells a squeaky voice as tiny hands tosses two little green soldiers to the side. ‘We gotta get more men and hit dem again!” Suddenly the hands scoops up a hand full of the army men and drops them upon a pile of black army men.

“Bam! Aggghh! I been hitted!” In a fit of excitement, the child sideswipes all of the toys onto the floor and begins to giggle. “ A strap on the loose tank top slides over a shoulder at the abrupt gesture.

A tiny knock on the door brings the little one back into reality as unruly blonde hair swishes in the direction of the disturbance.

“Kat-chan! Kat-chaaaaaaaaaaan!” said another squeaky voice, this time on a higher octave.

Big hazel eyes twinkle in recognition as a tiny body clumsily falls onto the wooden floor with a thud.

“Shizu-kun! I’m comin!”

After pulling up tiny G I Joe boxers, the boy races to the his bedroom door and swings it open, only to be greeted by a piece of notebook paper that looks similar to the ones that he already had in his room.

“I make you another piccy!” squeals the little girl with strawberry-blonde pigtails as she holds it up higher, “It’s our famawhee*!” There was a tall stick man with a blonde bushy ponytail and a tall woman with impossible long red hair and two figures that looks the same but smaller. All of them was sporting either triangle dresses or rectangle pants and were holding hands.

“I like it”, said the slightly taller child as he grabs it, “I put it up ‘ere, ovah da bed!” The blonde clamors back on the bed and grabs some tape that lies on the night-stand as proceeds to put two small pieces on the top of the notebook paper and sticks it to the peeling wallpaper.

“I made it in school...” the green doe-eyed girl replies as she trails off. She spots the army men on the floor and then asks, “Ooooh, were you playing with yer toys agin! I wanna play!”

Sitting crosslegged the blonde brother replies, “Hai, bring ‘em up!”

Without hesitation, the little sister picks a good arm full of the men and tosses them on the worn mattress. She then struggles to get upon the bed, but was gradually sliding off before two tanned hands grabs her and hoists her up.

“Arigatou, Kat-chan!” exclaims the hyper child as she straightens out her long purple shirt/nightgown.

With a nod, Kat-chan picks up a couple of army men and begins stabbing viciously at one in the face with the other’s rifle. “Die! Die! Die” he screams but he suddenly stops when he hears smooching sounds. The tiny blonde quickly looks to his sister and went wide-eyed. Apparently, they were playing different games.

“Shizu-kun! Wut r you doin’!?”

Green eyes look up with just as much confusion, two army men in each hand but instead of a rifle poking one in the face, ANOTHER face was poking the other in the face.

“He’s kissin ‘is wife!” Shizu squeals happily as she continues her actions and smooching sounds.

“Nuh-uh!” growls the angry blonde as he snatches his toys away, “Dey can’t kiss, Dey both boys! Dat’s stupid!”

“But you don’t have any girl toys so he had to marry somebody!” whimpers the red-headed girl as she lunges to grab the toys back.

“Dey s’ppose ta be fightin’! Stop actin dumb! Boys can’t be with anotha boy like dat! Dat’s gross!” Kat-chan grunts out as his fists tighten over his sister’s smaller fists, trying to pry out the offending toy figures.

“NOOOOOOOO!” his sister screams out, tears threatening to fall. However a even bigger argument commences beyond the bedroom door....

“WHERE DA HELL YA BEEN?! YA GOOD FER NOTHIN’ BITCH!” yells a muffled but rough mascline voice.

“I TOLD YA I HAD TO MAKE ERRANDS! GET OUT OF MY WAY!” screams a muffled feminine voice.

The two children stop there little spat and quiet down, it was there ordinary signal to get into bed. Thus, as they quietly scramble under the tattered quilt, the voices continue...

“BULLSHIT! YOU TALKIN’ BOUT GAH_DAMN ERRANDS AND YA DAMN KIDS ARE STILL EATIN’ OLD POCKY AND SPAM FER DINNER!”

“DEY YOUR KIDS TOO! YOU CAN FEED DEM! I HAVE THINGS I HAVE TO DO!”

A crash could be heard as something breaks with a sharp scream accompanying it. The siblings huddle together, a mop of red hair finds purchase within a small chest.

“YA AIN’T GOIN’ ANY DAMN WHERE YA BACKSTABBIN WHORE! WHO’S DA RICH FUCK?! I SAW DAT ARMANI TIE IN YA PURSE AND IT SHOW AS HELL AIN’T MINE!”

“I’M TIRED OF NOT HAVING ANYTHING! YOU PROMISED WE WOULD GET OUT OF THIS SHIT HOLE!”

Heavy footsteps passes the bedroom door as it makes it way to another bedroom. Sound of a zipper and the loud rummaging of belongings temporarily replaces the voices. However, louder footsteps that can be equal to thunder makes its way down the hall also.

“HOW LONG?! HOW LONG HAVE THIS BEEN GOIN’ ON!? YOU FUCKING BITCH, I BREAK MY ASS OFF FER DIS FAMILY AND DIS IS HOW YOU GONNA REPAY ME?!

“YOU’VE DONE NOTHING BUT SIT ON YOUR ASS!” A object that sounded like a suitcase slams against the wall in the hall. Holding each other tighter, the two children knew that something was very different and very wrong with this particular fight.

“YOU WOULD BE TOO IF YA LEGS WERE BROKE! I WAS HURT ON THE JOB AND ENDED UP GETTING FUCKING LAID OFF! AND WHERE WERE YOU? FUCKING SOME HIGH-ROLLIN’ CORPORATE PRICK!”

“HE CAN GIVE ME AND MY BABIES A BETTER LIFE!”

For a split second, there was silence. Hazel eyes and green ones blinks in anticipation before something violently hits the wall as it caves in, making Shizu-kun scream bloody murder as she sobs uncontrollably.

“IF YA THINK I’M LETTIN DAT BASTARD COME NEAR MY KIDS, YOU FUCKING CRAZY! I GET MY REVOLVER AND BLOW HIS FUCKING BRAINS OUT!” The masculine voice shrieks hysterically.

“WE’LL GET CUSTODY! YOU CAN’T KEEP THEM FROM ME! WE DESERVE BETTER THAN YOU!”

“GET OUT!....GET DA FUCK OUT!”

Frenzy footsteps races up to blonde’s bedroom door. The door knob jiggles, making Shizu-kun cry louder and Kat-chan hug tighter.

“KATSUYA! SHIZUKA! WE’RE GOI....”

Much heavier footsteps trudges up and a pained scream could be heard.

“YA THINK I’M PLAYIN’ BITCH! IF YA WANNA LEAVE DEN FUCKING LEAVE BUT DA KIDS STAY! GET DA HELL OUT!”

“NOOOO! I WON’T!”

Struggles and obscene noises erupts, the whole house literally sounding like its being torn apart. The screams and rapid movements makes it way further down the hall, upon the stairs and into the living room and finally the creak of a screen door opens up. A soft thud of a body hitting the ground outside.

The blonde scrambles from the embrace as he looks out of his naked window below him from the two story apartment. He sees his mother struggling to barge back in only to be forcibly pushed back down as his father chucks a suitcase at her.

“YA THINK YA BETTAH THAN THIS FAMILY! GO TA YA RICH PIECE OF SHIT! GET OUT OF MAH GAH-DAMN APARTMENT!”

The estrange wife wails as she rushes to the door only to have it slam shut in her face.

Chocking back a sob, the hazel-eyed little boy sinks back into the bed and hugs his whimpering sister once again. Troubled pairs of eyes begins to close as the pounding of the door and tormented screams sings its demented lullaby . The poorly drawn picture of a happy family, now a faraway dream.



To Keep A Katsu
By Mizumiblu

Chapter 1: Agree To Be A Part Of His Life

“Oh you done lost your damn mind!” Kaiba growls lowly as he pushes his glasses back up his nose. He then proceeds to be busy in paperwork on his desk, or at least pretends to be. However his irate bishie boyfriend standing in his office with an adorable pouty lips wouldn’t have any of it.

“Setoooooooo! It’s not gonna be dat bad!”Jou walks up and firmly places his hands upon the smooth mahogany desk. “It’s been a month now and I believe its finally time!”

“You’re just doing this because you know I can’t exactly retaliate with the same humiliation, you damn dog!” Kaiba picks up a thick folder and flips through it in irritation. He didn’t know what the hell he was looking for and frankly didn’t care. Two bronze fingers grips the red folder and tosses it aside. Kaiba sighs as he watches it land by the Ficus plant near his desk, the contents now littering his plush blue carpet.

“Seto, please! It’s going to be ok!” Jou leans further basking himself in the icy blue eyes that glittered nervousness. “I want ya ta really get ta know me Kaib, ta be a part of who I am!”

Kaiba sighs, the blonde idiot was becoming so agonizing irresistible that it hurt. But there was no way in hell...The brunet turns and looks out of his huge office window and sighs at the sun setting over the beautiful landscape. Why can’t the world just disappear leaving him and Jou alone...things would be so much simpler then...

A startled gasp escapes Kaiba’s lips as a wet yet inviting tongue flicks at his ear. He whips his head around placing his face within hair width of his lover’s. Damn that mutt!

“Set...We both know how I can easily get ya to say...yessss..” hisses the blonde seductively as he crouches lower on all fours upon the desk, one arm move up to grasps a soft white cheek. He gently takes off the sexy spectacles, making sure to caress the skin there.

Before the brunette could wheel backwards in his chair to escape the blonde temptation closing in on him...the grip on his cheek tightens as hot lips presses against his quivering ones. Blue eyes roll back in euphoria, as he lets the pink tongue finds its way into his mouth.

Jou mentally smirks at his powerful yet submissive boyfriend as he decides to permanently seal his victory. He pulls away ignoring the whimpers of protest as he moves to the brunet’s weak spot behind his ear. He sharply bites the tender skin eliciting a high-pitched yelp.

“Fuck! Yes! Shit!” Seto half squeaks, half moans out in surprise and frustration at his loss. “Katsu....”

Chuckling at the newfound personality that was created just a month ago, Katsu plants both hands on either side of the doll face and meshes their forehead together. “Yes what? We have ta make sure if ya actually agreed ta what was previously asked...Take ya time” A renegade hand softly strokes a growing bulge in business slacks.

Blue eyes smoldered in lust and defeat, as the flustered CEO whispers almost inaudibly. However the blonde grins as he didn’t miss one single word.

“Yes...I will go to your house for dinner...and meet your dad...”


To be continued....

Kaiba realizes that his boyfriend duties has just begun and a storm cloud blows into Domino...

*famawhee: cute litte Shizuka tries to say family...awwww!