Title: The Chaos before (and during) Christmas (1/8)

Author: Chibi Wingzero

Rating: R

Pairing(s): Seto/Jou, Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou, Marik/Malik, Honda/Otogi, one sided Anzu/Yami, one sided Honda/Anzu

Beta: MOFAF (MomOfFluffyAndFluffier).

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: I am merely borrowing the Yu-Gi-Oh cast. They will be returned in one piece…. Hopefully.

Summary: Both Seto and Jou have been wanting each other for a long time. Mokuba and Yugi have decided to do something about it. Together they plan an unforgettable Christmas party.

Chapter Title: Christmas Party?

----7 days before Christmas----

The sounds of clicking echoed through the silent room. A solitary figure sat behind the desk, furiously typing. He frowned in frustration. It were times like this, he hated being the president and owner of his company. He had been working hard to perfect his latest program. The unveiling of it had been pushed back too many times for his liking, and his employees weren't helping either. Didn't these people have better things to do than to interrupt him? They were a bunch of slackers anyways. Why did he hire them in the first place? Good help was hard to find.

For the past couple of weeks, he received more calls or visits, involving a request to have Christmas day off. They said something along the lines of spending time with their family. What a waste of time. They spend enough time with their family during the rest of the year. Why do they need that particular day off? He never did understand it.

A knock on his door interrupted his thoughts. The door opened to reveal his secretary or personal assistance as the politically correct called it. He raised a brow at her very form fitting outfit and how much skin she revealed despite the low temperature. It was blatantly obvious she was trying to seduce him and failing miserably. He mentally noted to fire her as soon as he found a replacement. That third rate duelist could even do a better job than her.

"Kaiba-sama," she said meekly while fidgeting with a folder in her hands. She cast a nervous glance at her ice cold boss. Maybe she can melt that ice around his hearts, one of these days.

Seto scowled at her hesitance. It was a waste of his valuable time. "Get to the point. I don't have all day."

"I have the reports you requested," she hastily replied, not wanting to upset her irritable boss. Besides, it wouldn't be good for her to get on Seto's bad side. She walked over to his desk, making sure she didn't look like an idiot. It was the last thing she needed. When she reached his desk, she shyly handed over the folder.

"It's about time," Seto scowled, snatching the folder from her. He glared at her when he saw her lingering around his desk. She certainly took her time giving him the report. "Is there anything else?"

"I was wondering if you received my request for Christmas Day," she inquired nervously. There was a slight chance she may receive the day off with all the overtime she did and the fact she submitted her request early.

-Not another one. Why doesn't it surprise me?- Seto thought miserably. He had more than half his employees approach him with requests or send him requests via e-mail or letter. "I have received your request and have looked it over." She looked hopefully at him, believing she was going to get the day off. "Request denied."

Her hopes and dreams sank faster than the Titanic. "But sir my…."

Cold blue eyes bore down on her. "I don't care if your family is visiting. That day is a work day. There will be no exceptions." –Not even me.-

"Yes sir," she complied rather easily. She bowed to him as protocol dictated before leaving the room. One way or another she would melt that ice of his. Little did she know, she didn't stand a chance against a certain blond.

Opening the folder, Seto smirked as he went over the latest numbers. Sales have more than tripled with Christmas fast approaching. It was pretty much the only thing he liked about this holiday. What was the point in buying people gifts for this one day? Well, at least it helped his company so he could care less.

After reviewing the numbers, Seto went to sit in his chair. There were still a few bugs in his program, and he wanted to finish fixing them before he headed back home. It wasn't like he had to hurry since there was no school the next day. At the same time, he didn't want to waste any more time than necessary.

About an hour later, someone opened his office door and bounded to him. That person stopped short of his desk and was apparently waiting to be acknowledged. How rude. Seto had half a mind to fire that person right then and there. He hated being interrupted, especially when he was tight on time.

"I'm busy," Seto stated coldly, not bothering to look away from his monitor. He was able to fix one of the bugs, but the other three were giving him a hard time.

"Niichan is to busy for me?" The familiar voice inquired with amusement. He giggled when his brother realized it was him and not one of his employees.

This time Seto gave Mokuba his full attention after having saved his program. "What brings you here?" He noticed that look in Mokuba's eyes. It usually he meant he wanted something that Seto normally wouldn't agree to in the first place.

"I was wondering if we could have a Christmas party," Mokuba requested. He rocked back and forth on his heels while his hands were clasped behind his neck. In the past, it was just him and his brother. Now that he had real friends, he wanted to spend time with them.

Upon hearing the request, Seto raised a brow. Christmas for them was having dinner and exchanging presents. They didn't do anything special for the day. Hell, Seto didn't take the day off, but he made sure not to work late so he could spend some time with his brother.

"I'll have the cook make a special Christmas dinner then," Seto informed Mokuba. He was about to continue his work when he heard his brother protest.

His hands were no longer behind his neck and he stopped rocking on his heels. "I meant an actual party. You know, the type you invite friends." Mokuba had unknowingly puffed up his cheeks. He tended to do that when he was pouting or became annoyed.

Seto sighted for the hundredth time that day. His employees were annoying the hell out of him, and now Mokuba was being stubborn. "Why do you want to have a Christmas party?" He might as well find the source of the change and then conjure some excuse as to why they should not have a Christmas party in the first place.

The younger Kaiba didn't take much time to think about his answer. It was as if he planned this. "I want to spend time with my friends, and I'm not talking about those pretending to be my friends." Being the younger brother of a billionaire had its perks, but it also had its fair share in drawbacks. Many people wanted to be his friends so they could get something or become closer to Seto. He learned that at an early age when his 'friends' were only interested in his cool toys.

"You can see your friends any time," Seto reminded him. His eyes were now fixated on the screen. He had work to do and the request was a silly one in his opinion, though he wasn't going to tell Mokuba that.

"But Seto," Mokuba whined a little. He was used to having his way unless it was unrealistic. More to the point, he rarely asked Seto for anything, since he knew his older brother was busy with school and work. "I don't ask for much. Please let me have this party."

"This discussion is over," Seto stated as if it was set in stone. He went through each line of code, mentally keeping track of the data. Suddenly, he felt someone standing next to him. It was his brother looking at him with those puppy dog eyes. Seto turned his head so he couldn't see those eyes. Damn Yugi for teaching Mokuba that.

-Don't look. Don't look. Absolutely do not look!- And he looked. –Dammit!- "Fine, you can have that Christmas party of yours." He hoped Mokuba wouldn't invite Yugi and his gang. It was the last thing he needed, more stress.

"Thank you!" Mokuba chirped before pouncing on Seto to give him a big hug. After prying himself off his brother, he whipped out his cell phone and punched in the number. A minute later someone answered the phone. "Hello Yugi."

-It just had to be him.- Seto dryly thought. Well, it could have been worse.

"I talked to Seto and he's letting me have a Christmas party," Mokuba beamed as if he won a tournament. Considering the drastic measures he had to use, it was equal to that.

-More like persuaded. - The brunette scowled. It was a cheap shot!

"Yeah, there's something you can do. Tell the others. Oh and don't forget to keep your dark spirits in line. I'm sure Seto doesn't appreciate having his property stolen or his staff being threatened."

-What the hell? - Seto thought before falling out of his chair with an audible thump. There was no way he would allow that tomb robber or that psychotic Egyptian in his mansion. Out of the three, Yami was the most tolerable and sane one. He adjusted himself to a sitting position.

"What about him?" Mokuba inquired with curiosity. A mischievous smile made its way across his face.

- Him? - Seto's curiosity was starting to peak.

"I'm sure Seto wouldn't mind," Mokuba assured Yugi. He had one of those smirks on his face. "I think he would want him to come."

-Just who is this person? - Seto thought with much frustration, though he never showed it.

"Could you ask him what he would like for Christmas?" Mokuba asked hopefully. He must have received the answer he wanted since he couldn't keep still. "I'll make sure to tell Seto that. Bye!"

"Who is he?" Seto inquired as his brother closed the connection and put away his cell phone. It was then he realized he looked foolish talking to his brother from the floor. He promptly rectified it by standing up.

Mokuba smirked and cheekily replied, "Jou." Before Seto even registered the person's name, the younger Kaiba had already scampered out the door.

"……………… Damn!"

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Hm….. I wonder what Mokuba and Yugi have planned. XP