Excuse me for a moment while I rave. I apologize to anyone that just wants to get on with the story, but I find this really is necessary. I am speaking on behalf of all self-respecting striving writers that love what they do.

I just recently got a review from someone who was 'anonymous' in their comments. They simply said:

'Wer is the fucking'

Not only was this person's grammar incorrect, but it was also crude and insulting at the same time. While this is said to be NC-17, it is NOT made just for people to get off on. Writing can be hard work and if you are going to read it for the sex, that's fine with me, just don't make the rest of the story seem worthless please. I like constructive criticism, but that was just disgusting for anyone to put down. And for another, if there's any sex going on it won't be 'fucking' it will be 'making love'.

So in conclusion, I have something to say to the person that made that review. Go to Hell and take some english courses. I don't know anyone that would appreciate what you said. So nyah. *sticks out tongue* (Geez and I was sounding so mature too.)

Thank you. Now we can continue on with the story!

I apologize for the use of some horrible, horrible language in this chapter. I don't use those words myself and I always stop people from using them, but in this case it was necessary in the writing. Sorry! *erk*

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Chapter nine

Pegasus

Kaiba and I ended up having a silly disagreement about my eating habits. It ended rather unexpectedly when he leapt forward for a flying tackle and I simply moved aside. He flew headfirst into the wall, slamming against it hard enough to make a resounding thud and for the wall hanging to come tumbling down and land with a heavy crack onto his head. Out like a light. Mokuba, needless to say, was rather worried. He continuously asked; 'Is he dead? He'd not dead, right? He's okay isn't he?' It was then I realized Mokuba was suspiciously like a Munchkin. I briefly pondered if he ever met a dog named Toto. I shook away the silly thoughts and lifted Kaiba with a bit of difficulty. Maybe he was right about the food thing. But don't tell him I said that. I managed to get into the room and lay him on the bed. He looked so peaceful and innocent. Snrk...looks can be deceiving. I put a cool towel on his forehead and simply watched him. Have you ever watched a sleeping person? They have this untroubled radiance about them. I gave a small smile and brought a hand forward just to touch his face... "What are you doing?" Came the small voice from the doorway. Mokuba. He was glaring with all his might, but only managed to look like he was pouting. "It will take you a while to perfect the 'Seto Kaiba Glare'" I offered a gentle smile...which he more-than-obviously refused.

The bugger stuck his tongue out at me! Not subtle or anything, just outright rude! And he made a noise along with it sounding something like: "Pthbthttl!!!" I looked at him with a kind of horrified shock on my face. He simply crossed his arms and stuck his nose in the air. Well I know I've not been the nicest to him, but I being me, was not going to simply take that. I always get back. And for that bit of rudeness I would be ruthless and do something drastic!

I used my index fingers, hooking them into my cheeks and pulled, stretching my face out. I crossed my eyes, stuck my tongue out and made a horrible face at him. "Blaaahhhgrhbbbl!!!' I babbled at him.

By the time I finished being an idiot, Mokuba was staring at me. His mouth was open slightly and his eyebrows were raised.

"So there." I added with finality.

That had been the face to end all faces. I went back to looking at Kaiba, though I knew Mokuba was still staring at me. After several minutes of silence, Mokuba spoke up. "Hey...do that again."

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I don't know how long it had been, but Mokuba and I had been sitting in the room making faces at each other and doing our best impressions of any character we could think of.

I'd already done my Yogi Bear, Scooby Doo and Marvin the Martian impressions...those came from so many years of cartoon-watching...and I was just moving onto my Daffy Duck impression. I'm sure you all realize how obnoxious the lisping duck is, so I decided to do the best impression I could manage for the full effect of it. I had, after all, seen every episode of Loony Toons. With each syllable that comes out of Daffy's mouth, it's accompanied by a good helping of spit.

I began the impression rather well...

"Thufferin' thuckotash! That rabbith's nuffin but a - "

I stopped when I realized Mokuba's expression had changed. It was as if he was holding back laughter...

"Do go on." Came the dry, deep voice from the bed. "Whath's thath?!" I shouted stupidly, spinning around to look at Kaiba and at the same time forgetting to stop impersonating a cartoon mallard.

I ended up spraying him with spit.

We both simply sat in silence, dumbfounded, my tongue still hanging out as I had an awkward 'dare I move and he will surely kick my cartoon- impersonating scrawny ass' kind of staring contest with the currently spittle sprayed Seto Kaiba. (Say that five times fast.)

Where's a hole to crawl into and die when you need one?

"How about that local sports team?" I squeaked, my face turning red with embarrassment. I could honestly feel my cheeks burning. Oh God he was still staring at me. What was he thinking?

He suddenly moved forward, coming closer and closer to me until the ends of our noses were touching. I held my breath, waiting for anything to happen as his expression remained stony and deadly serious.

"Meep meep." He stated, poking my chest and whizzing off into the living room.

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After that fun filled evening, we ended up at a Zoo the very next morning. Don't ask please. It wasn't my idea, it was Mokuba's. I hadn't gone to the Zoo since I was a child. I'd really been less-than excited about going considering the last time I went a Llama nearly swallowed my arm thank you very much. But I went anyways. The child inside of me forced me to go.

On our way there, Mokuba and I had burst into song, singing practically every song from every Walt Disney movie made. We had just been singing the 'Bear Necessities' when we realized we were there. Kaiba seemed relieved.

"If I hear another thing about the Lion King, I am going to puke." Kaiba muttered as we went through the large iron gates. I couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face. He seemed as if he'd just gone through a horrific ordeal. It was only an hour and a half drive. I smirked to myself. It was so easy to annoy him.

We'd ended up having a glorious time of course. Kaiba had been chased by a horde of ducks, Mokuba went on an elephant ride and I got to pet the horsey. They were so cute and...erm...I mean...I got to pet the beautiful stallions that...oh, screw it. They were adorable.

We'd ended up going through just about everywhere, including the monkey pit. Unfortunately the little buggers were intent on annoying Kaiba. They started quite calmly by yanking his hair. He cast it aside as monkey business. They then began pulling at his jacket. He ignored that too. They began crawling on him and try all he may, it was difficult to ignore, but he did. Then they made the ultimate mistake. They stole his wallet.

"C'MERE YA LITTLE APES!" Kaiba shouted as he leapt over the wall and ran after them. I searched for Mokuba, hoping to keep him from seeing his respected big brother chasing monkeys, shouting curses at them. I was in luck. Mokuba wasn't close enough. He was talking with the apparent Zoo mascot who was dressed in a Panda costumes.

I'd always had an unfortunate difficulty with mascots.

Mokuba didn't look happy. In fact he looked angry, as if he was arguing with the man. I walked over to see what the trouble was.

"What's the problem Mokuba?" I blinked, looking from the Panda man to the small and annoyed pre-teen. "This guy was making fun of you." Mokuba began. "Well, that's no reason to get angry, you know." I attempted at peace- making. "Let him be..." "Yeah. Listen to girly-man." The buffoon guffawed in a goofy cartoonish voice. He sounded like Bullwinkle really. I ignored that one and escorted Mokuba away from the Mascot. "But..." Mokuba began. "Now now Mokuba, let's just ignore him, perhaps he will rot. Or be eaten alive slowly and painfully by the primates." I smiled. "F-aaa-aaag." The man shouted after us. Alright, that was quite a bit below the belt. But I could ignore it. "Faaaa-aaaag." He repeated. Such language. We were close to being out of sight when I heard him shout: 'Why don't you join your boyfriend down in the primate section? He's having plenty of fun. AHAHAHAHA!'

Apparently being seen in public with a person of the same age and gender and a small child immediately makes you gay. That didn't bother me as much as the fact he'd just taken a shot at Kaiba. That was one shot too many.

Something went off in me at that very moment.

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