This is a really cute story that I'm quite proud of. I hope others will like it too! Read and review! Kiss kiss.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, if I did it would be so much better.
It was half past four in the morning when Seto Kaiba dragged himself through the door of his mansion. He felt dead inside. Running on endless cups of shitty coffee and just an hour of sleep, he felt like a train ready to crash. He wasn't quite sure why he did this to himself anymore. There used to be a reason, a long time ago, but now...he wasn't sure. He wasn't sure about anything anymore. All he knew right now was that he was on the verge of collapsing right there in the doorway. Would anyone notice? Would anyone care? He doubted that anyone would, anyone except Mokuba. But whatever.
He was so tired that it hurt to keep his eyes open. He wanted to just stop for now. Just fall into his bed, close his eyes, and pray that tonight the nightmares would stay away. Just for tonight. He really needed to get some sleep. He had important issues to take care of tomorrow. A meeting he was dreading. A few people to fire. He needed to be sharp, alert, ready, unstoppable.
But before he could even attempt to catch a few hours of sleep there was a few more matters he had to attend to. Just because only Seto Kaiba could do it and there was only one Seto Kaiba in the world and that was him. No one else could handle issues quite as well as he could. Or maybe that was just his ego talking. Or maybe he was just insane.
One of those matters that only Seto Kaiba could attend to was his little brother, Mokuba. Even though it was four-thirty in the morning he knew that his brother was still awake. He could hear Mokuba's music blaring all the way upstairs in his room. That kid listened to some strange shit.
Seto walked into the living room, his white leather trench coat slung over his arm and his briefcase in his other hand. His icy blue eyes narrowed irritably at the sight of the living room. It was a mess. Mokuba's baseball bat and mit lay in the middle of the floor. His shoes were kicked into a corner and his jacket was thrown over the arm of the couch. His gaming system was still hooked up to the t.v. and the cords were all twisted together in a tangled heap with the remote control cords. The clear glass coffee table was a mess. Candy wrappers, empty pop cans, plates with bits of food still on them, books, comics, Mokuba's sketch book, crumpled up pieces of paper, pencils, and pens lay scattered across the glass of the table. On the floor near the table was Mokuba's back pack and a pair of chop sticks.
Seto closed his eyes and sighed heavily. He was too tired for this shit. It was not acceptable. Mokuba was fifteen years old. He was old enough to know better and to know that his brother would not tolerate this. Mokuba knew Seto better then anyone else in the world knew him. He knew Seto would blow up over a mess like this. And what the hell had the god damn maids done all damn day?
"MOKUBA!" Seto roared at the top of his lungs.
He knew that his brother had heard him beacause suddenly the music stopped.
"Seto?" Called Mokuba's voice from up stairs.
"Get down here!" Seto yelled.
He heard Mokuba's feet slam against the floor upstairs and few seconds later he heard Mokuba's foot steps on the stairs. Then Mokuba Kaiba raced into the living room. His dark hair spilled down across his bare shoulders. He wore nothing but a pair of red poka dotted white boxers. Seto shook his head. The kid was so wierd. Mokuba beamed brightly at his older brother.
"Hyia Seto! I'm suprised your home! I figured you'd just sleep in your office again," Mokuba said with a chuckle as he rubbed the top of his nose with the back of his hand and grinned.
Seto gave up right then and there trying to glare at him. The kid always did this to him, made him soft inside. Always. Although Seto never let him know it. He couldn't let anyone know that he was a secret sissy.
"I slept in my office last night Mokuba," Seto said in a tired voice, "I need to sleep in a bed tonight."
Mokuba shook his head at his older brother.
"You should just stay home tomorrow Seto. You really need it. You could work from home You haven't done that in a while," Mokuba said.
Seto waved his hand in the air, as if waving aside Mokuba's words.
"I can't. Tomorrow I have a meeting with...Pegasus," Seto said in a disgusted voice.
Mokuba made a face.
"Ew. Why?" He asked.
Maximillion Pegasus was the crazy, eccentric owner of Industrial Illusions. Before Kaiba Corporation, Industrial Illusions was the leading producer of games in the city. And Pegasus was desperate to make a come back for his company. He had tried countless times to take over Kaiba Corp. but failed miserably each time. It rather amused Seto. But once he had gone too far and kidnapped Mokuba and tried to kill Seto. Of course it didn't work, but Seto was the type to hold a grudge.
"The lunatic is trying to get me to agree to some crazy proposal of his," Seto said in an aggitated voice.
"What kind of proposal?" Mokuba asked.
"He wants Industrial Illusions and Kaiba Corp. to become partners. He wants to merge our companies together," Seto said and shook his head.
"Tell him no. Why would he think you would do that?" Mokuba asked.
"Because he's crazy. And I have told him no, numerous times. He's quite persistent. I'm meeting with him tomorrow to let him know once and for all that the answer is no," Seto said.
Mokuba shook his head. He couldn't stand Pegasus.
"You should just stay home.Tomorrow is march 14. The Ides of March Seto! Beware the Ides of March!" Mokuba said with a laugh.
Seto smirked at him. Crazt kid.
"Indeed. Now why the hell does this living room look like this? What the hell Mokuba?" Seto demanded.
Mokuba looked around the living room and his eyes widened.
"Oh. Yeah. Sorry Seto I forgot!" Mokuba said and raced towards the coffee table.
"That's no excuse Mokuba," Seto said as he watched Mokuba gather up his stuff.
"Jeez Seto. You're really cranky tonight. Lighten up. There's no one around that you need to put on an act for. You can be yourself. Pokemon's coming on at five. We should watch it. It's the one with the Squirtle Squad!" Mokuba said as he cleaned up.
Seto laughed. He had a secret obsession with Pokemon. No one but Mokuba knew and no one but Mokuba would ever know. That shit just couldn't get out, just like the fact that Phantom of the Oprah was his favorite movie. Secrets like that never left the Kaiba Mansion and never would.
"I'm way too tired tonight Mokuba, besides I have that episode on tape anyways. I need to get it on DVD though," Seto said thoughtfully.
Mokuba was quickly gathering up all his stuff and shoving it into his back pack. He didn't notice that a book fell to the ground. Seto picked it up for him. He looked at the front of the book and his mouth dropped. On the cover was a drawing of a girl in a very very revealing transparent white dress. More than half of her chest was exposed and there was a long slit in the side of the dress that revealed the girl's leg up to her thigh. She was clinging to a man who had his hand on the side of her breast and was clutching her to him closely. The title of the book was My Dark Angel of Sin.
Seto flipped through the book. He read some of the pages. One of the pages went like this:
Lia gasped with deep pleasure as Anthony snaked his tongue down over her exposed nipples, tracing circles with the tip of his tongue over her soft flesh. She reached in between his legs with one hand and tightly clutched his stiff erect penis while her other hand slipped down in between her own legs. Anthony sucked, licked, and gently bit Lia's chest and she gasped with pleasure as she squeezed his penis and rubbed her swollen clit with her fingers.
Seto was fucking shocked. He could not believe that Mokuba had a book like this. What the hell man. His little brother didn't need to be reading trash like this. He knew that Mokuba was getting older and would be curious. But why couldn't the kid just read porn like any other normal fifteen year boy? Why did he have to read cheesy, trashy romance novels?
"Mokuba, what the hell is this?" Seto asked.
Mokuba looked up. He saw the book that Seto had in his hands and his eyes widened.
"Oh god. Did you read it?" Mokuba asked.
"Enough of it to know that my little brother doesn't need to read it. God Mokuba, why can't you just get por- wait never mind. You aren't getting this book back you know," Seto said.
Mokuba groaned.
"Ah come on Seto! I wanna find out if Lia is pregnant with Anthony's baby! If she is Anthony will freak out. He doesn't have staying power in a relationship. He's too much of a man whore," Mokuba said.
Seto looked at him like he was crazy.
"You are so wierd kid," Seto said.
Mokuba scoffed.
"This is coming from the man who gets drunk and sings the Jigglypuff Song!" Mokuba shot back.
Seto gave him a dirty look.
"We swore we would never speak of that again Mokuba!" Seto exclaimed.
Mokuba smirked.
"Yeah yeah. Just give me the book back!" Mokuba said.
"Hell no. You don't need this trash. Where did you get it anyways?" Seto asked.
"From Lisa. She has a whole bunch of them," Mokuba said with a look that said: I'll Just Get More From Her.
Seto shook his head. Lisa was Mokuba's best friend. The girl was a horrible influence on the kid. She got Mokuba into stupid cheesy soap oprahs and now stupid cheesy romance novels.
"Finish cleaning this up Mokuba and then go to sleep. You aren't getting this book back. I'm tired and going to bed," Seto said and headed for the stairs.
As he walked upstairs he heard Mokuba mutter, "Yeah well I'm so hiding your pokemon tapes" Seto smirked, he'd like to see Mokuba try. He walked into his room. He threw the stupid book down on his bed and sat down. He pulled his lap top out of his bag and a stack of papers. There was a few charts he had to turn into spreadsheets before going to bed.
He finished in twenty minutes then picked up the papers, the book, his lap top, and his other stufff and set it into the chair next to his bed. Then he collapsed onto his bed and fell asleep without changing his clothes.
I hope you all liked the first chapter in this little series. In the next one, Seto will be stuck somewhere with nothing to do and lots of bad thoughts in his head. So to distract himself he reads Mokuba's little book and...well read and you'll find out! Much love, reviews would make me very happy but I'm not expecting much.