Serene

Title: Serene 1/?
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Pairing: Oedipusshipping - Seto x Hoshi (Yugi’s Mom)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The characters of Yugi-Oh do not belong to me. However, it was my idea to name Yugi’s mom Hoshi, as uncreative as that is. XD I also coin the name Oedipusshipping.

Summary: In exchange for a sizeable donation, perhaps we could interest you in one of our girls...?

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Seto hated the holidays. Everybody and their brother twice-removed came to him asking for donations. All of the organizations he wanted to give donations to were already receiving them. Unfortunately, he still had to go through each proposal and formally reject every single one.

He raised his brow at one particular bit of mail. “Holidays-4-U Incorporated?” This was a new one, and it sounded shady to boot. His first instinct was to throw it away, but he knew he had to open it in case it was a legitimate business. Mokuba would yell at him if he managed to find the discarded envelop and tell him he wasn’t being thorough in his work. Sometimes he really hated his job. “In exchange for your generosity we will provide to you any of our following services, as listed on the accompanying disc.” That was another new one. Most of these places only said they would put his name on some unimportant list of donators or mention his name at some event he wouldn’t be attending. He may even get a plaque.

Big whoop.

Seto popped the CD into a small invention of his. It checked for viruses before the disc ever saw his hard-drive. He wasn’t vain enough to believe that his virus protection program was completely full-proof. When the CD came out clean, he finally allowed it into his computer.

The program that loaded was decently high tech. Whoever they were, they took some pride in their coding, and Seto could respect that.

Seto knew from the moment that the little man appeared on the screen that he was going to be annoying. The virtual character was done up in that typical Jeeves style. It made Seto want to slap someone.
“Welcome to Holidays-4-U Gift Guide!” the man said jovially and, thankfully, without an accent. “I’m Darby, and I will be your guide today. I will be taking you on a grand tour of—”

Seto bypassed most of the little man’s speech by clicking on the menu commands. To his amusement, Darby seemed to become flustered. He found the ‘gift’ list and began to scroll through the many women. It was set up like a catalog. He could have been furniture shopping.
His mouse clicked away, going by page after page of girls wearing too much make-up and body glitter, practically non-existence and tasteless clothes, and even more ridiculous hair. Seto was ready to eject the disk from disgust.

His cursor stopped. Gray-blue eyes only a shade darker than Mokuba’s were staring at him. The virtual guide looked panicked and tried to close the page, but Seto clicked on the annoying man and tossed him aside. This girl was different from the others. She wore no glitter or face paint except for a bit of light pink lipstick. Her hair wasn’t in any odd or outrageous style. Nor was she doing any of those lewd poses. She even appeared to be all natural.

What was she doing here?

The guide came crawling back, properly chastised. “This is Serene. We won’t be holding on to her for much longer,” he announced as her picture slideshow started up. She was wearing the Santa outfit that the girls at school sometimes wore during this time of year, even the tall platform boots. There were pictures of her holding kittens and puppies, of her walking in the snow, and one of her kneeling down to pick up a red maple leaf with her knees bent and panties kept out of view. They were the signs of a proper upbringing.
“It’s like looking at a clothing commercial,” Seto commented to himself.

Something about ‘Serene’ intrigued him. He wondered if she was really an adult, she looked young and too innocent. For some reason, her demeanor felt familiar, her smile tugged at him like he’d seen it before. “Serene...” She didn’t choose a hokey name like Tempest or Passion, but one meaning calm and tranquil.
It was... Charming.

His cursor had moved to her price tag before he could register the action. It was a joke how low it was. She really wasn’t getting a lot of business, which came as a surprise since he thought old perverts would love girls like this. She was still schoolgirl material.

“I can’t believe I’m even considering this.” But it had been a while since he had been able to release his... frustrations. Finding a girl who would keep her mouth shut wasn’t easy. Too many would attempt to get pregnant as well.

Seto took note of her product number, closed the window, then called the company donation number on his personal cell. His signal went to his private satellite, assuring that it couldn’t be traced by anyone who didn’t have access to said satellite. “Holidays-4-U Donation Center, this is Magic. Would you like to make a contribution for a free gift?” Seto rolled his eyes since there was no one to see. At least they were a discreet business. He gave the necessary information and wired them the money through an anonymous account.
“Do you know the product number of the free gift you wish to receive?” Seto swallowed and took a breath to steady his nerves. He already gave the money. He may as well see this through.
“Number 583056, Serene.”


Serene was scheduled to arrive Friday evening. Seto couldn’t remember the last time he had both nerves and excitement rushing adrenaline through his veins.

“Mokuba, are you ready to go yet?”
“I’m ready!” shouted the boy as he ran down the stairs with his backpack and a rolled up sleeping bag. He was going to a friend’s house for a sleepover and he wouldn’t return until Sunday evening. “You’re eager to get rid of me today.” An impish grin spread across his cherubic face. “Oh, I get it! You have a gi~rl coming over! It’s about time!”
“Get in the car!” snapped his brother. Mokuba laughed and ran outside to climb into the waiting vehicle. Seto climbed into the driver’s seat soon after and took off.

“So, who is she?” Mokuba poked at his brother’s arm.
“I’m not having anyone over,” Seto stated with firm convection. It didn’t fool his younger sibling for a second.
“Oh come on. You only ever rush me out when you’re planning to get your freak on!”
“You are hanging around that mutt and his shark friend too much!” He never thought his brother would talk like that to him. It had to be the ill-spoken blond and the fin-head’s fault!
“Stop trying to change the subject.”
“There is nothing here to discuss,” Seto ground out.
“Just remember to tell me about her when I get back home.” The rest of the trip was quiet, as quiet as a car with a giggling preteen and a sulking teenager could be. Seto was almost glad to see his brother jump out the car as soon as they had arrived.

“Bye, big brother! Have fun!” Mokuba shouted over his shoulder.
“Get going! And don’t say a word about this!” His little brother ran off laughing. Seto sighed. “He’s growing up too fast.”

Even after that, Seto couldn’t get back to the manor fast enough.

Seto waited for her in his home office. It was the most comfortable place for him to greet guests and business associates. He didn’t see why it would be any different with his ‘free gift’. The thought brought her image to mind. In spite of his earlier reservations, he found his body responding.

There was a soft knock on his door. “Come in.” Sharp blue eyes watched and waited, like a dragon waiting for its prey.