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Epilogue
"Do I have too." "If you're actually serious about being with me, then yes." I said firmly as I instructed the driver to a turn. "Besides, all my paperwork is at her house." "Screw your paperwork. Better yet..." I gave a grin as he pressed a kiss to my neck. The sex in the hotel room the night before was a top performance, with an encore this morning when we'd woken. "Down boy." I chuckled, redirecting his lips to meet my own. "I missed you." He murmured. "Did you?" I asked with a tiny smile. "So much, here let me show you." I laughed once more as his arms wrapped around my waist and dragged me into his lap. "We'll be there in a minute. You need to behave." The driver turned down a dirt road and images of a low-end farm passed by. Chickens scattered away from the drive as the car drove passed. In the distance was a leaning shed-like barn, and I knew inside held all my little tinkering's from my childhood. The house was small, a faded blue color on the outside with paint chipping and flaking from the elements. "Is... Is this it ma'am?" Asked the driver reluctantly. I sighed. "Yes." Opening the door, I climbed out and waited for the blue eyed man to do the same, thankful he'd gone against the white suit and settled for a dress shirt, even if it was with those god forsaken pants. A loud howling came from inside and suddenly the screen door burst open and a large pitt bull barreled out, barking. "Shut up, it's just me." I grunted, a sharp snap silencing the dog almost instantly, his tail wagging as he spotted who had arrived. Moving to the door, I shoved a chicken out of the way with my boot before pulling open the screen. "Who's there?!" I heard from the kitchen. "Immigration! Hide your Muslims." "That's not funny Jordan." Scolded the woman as she walked out of the kitchen, her accent rolling over my name and silencing the 'J', rolling the 'r' and lengthening the 'an'. Maria was a short, hunched woman with her long black and gray hair pulled back into a braid. There was usually an apron around her waist that she used for everything from drying dishes to cleaning faces.
Her tan skin was wrinkled, and she was starting to show her age a bit. "Who's with you?" She squinted and I stepped forward. "That's my new boo Nauna. Well not new new, old new." She looked to me and curled her lip. "You didn't say you were bringing company." "I brought company." She gave me a frown and I just smiled. "This is Seto Kaiba, Nauna. Seto, this is Maria, for all intent and purposes, my mother." "It's a pleasure to meet you ma'am." Offered the CEO, drawing a suspicious stare from the woman as she took his hand. "You're that boss. The one she slept with." "Si, Nauna." I replied, moving to a packed bookshelf on the far side of the living room. The house might look rough on the outside, but the inside was spotless, Maria took pride in a clean house, and while it might be a bit faded, you could eat off these floors. "Entonces, ¿por qué traerlo aquí? No necesito ver tus aventuras. (So why bring him here? I don't need to see your flings.)" "English Nauna that's rude." I grunted, looking over the shelves. "What did you do with my visa and passport, I can tell you cleaned in here, what'd you do with it?" "That's all you came for is your passport? You won't even stay for lunch?" "You're not making us feel very welcome! I mean for god sakes there's a chicken in here." I grunted, shooting a glare at a hen nestling on the couch beside the blue eyed man, who seemed to find this whole situation very amusing. "Go sit! Sit sit, I will find it." The woman swatted at me and I grumbled a bit before moving to sit on the aged couch, shoving the hen off with a squawk. "And I will start on lunch, yes?" The moment she grabbed the hen by the neck I opened my mouth to object, knowing what came next. A snap would have the creature still and I brought my hands up to cover my red face. "Oh my god..." A barking laugh left my lover and I felt him tug me into an embrace. "Lunch is fresh." He said into my hair, drawing a reluctant laugh from me and another rumble of amusement from him.
I would end up cleaning the chicken, while Maria and Seto sat at the small table in the kitchen, the man observing and Maria barking orders. "Make sure you clean that out good." "Yes ma'am." I replied, pulling the insides out and making a face. I didn't miss this. "Save that gizzard, I'll eat it." "Gross." "That's a delicacy." "Dog is a delicacy in China, but I don't eat it." I muttered. "That's enough out of you." I sighed and started pulling the meat off the chicken. "Where's your brothers? I haven't heard from them in almost a week." "Last I checked they were in DC. I lost track there for a while and I got arrested-" "WHAT?" I winced and instantly the woman was out of her chair, pointing that crooked finger in my face. "¡Te dije que ir a bares te metería en problemas! ¡¿Que estabas pensando?! Eso te seguirá por el resto de tu vida, ¿sabes? ¿Qué hay de Jack? (I told you that bar hopping would get you into trouble! What were you thinking?! That's going to follow you the rest of your life, you know? What about Jack?!)" My hands up and covered in blood and lord knows what else, I looked at the woman hopelessly as she nagged. "I was released! They didn't even file charges." "If you hadn't had been in that situation to begin with it wouldn't have been a problem." She scolded. "I know... that's why I'm going home." I said softly, moving around to wash my hands. "Home..." "I'm going back to Japan." I replied, turning to face her. "Come with me Nauna, I will take care of you." I said affectionately. "No." "Please! The boys will be fine here, but if you stay..." "I am a citizen." She said firmly. "With a green card." I brought my now clean hands to her sagging cheeks. "If this continues to go the way I think it will, I... I worry about what could happen... I worry about you. Carlos and Brian, they're worried too." A hard line formed over her brow. "I have every right to be here." "I know that... but... there I can protect you... you could see Jack, and Randy." "You are ridiculous. How would I live, huh? No social security there. No work history, no language." "I will find you one, and Randy's already agreed to take you in if you need it." Her nose curled as she mumbled a rude phrase under her breath in Spanish. A tense silence filled the room before the blue eyed man finally spoke. "I need a cook..." My brow rose as he took a sip from his coffee. "I fired the last one after you left..." He looked away and I looked back to Maria. "What do you say Nauna? He's awful skinny, him and his brother... I think they might need some soul food." The Mexican woman gave a hard look over my lover before muttering a bit. "He is a bit skinny..." I smiled. "Alright mija, I will go." A broad grin spread over my features. "But not right away, you give me a month, maybe two, straighten things out here." "Anything you need." I pressed a kiss to her cheek and embraced her warmly, happy to know she would be joining us in Domino.
"In a grand opening of the new Kaiba Corp branch in Sacramento, CEO Seto Kaiba released this statement," The image flicked over to the image of the blue eyed man, face out to the crowd. "My hopes is that with this new branch, Kaiba Corporation will incorporate jobs, and income to people who may not have had such an opportunity before. I look forward to the wealth of knowledge and talent here in the United States that will only further us in being the best source of games and entertainment. Thank you." The image flicked back to the reporter. "In other news related to the opening, sources say that this move may not have been completely for the sake of expansion. During the gathering, several people say they spotted the wealthy executive getting intimate with a woman during a dance together. Who was this woman? Further reports identified her as Jordan Crandle. A local musician, known for her videos online." The scene showed one of many performances in the bar. "She's also credited on several musical albums and hits." The video stopped as it moved back to the woman reporting. An image of the CEO and I on either side of the screen. "So what does this mean for Kaiba Corp? Stock has held steady, but..." "Good fucking lord." I groaned, my head flopping back as we sat on what used to be my couch, it's new owner sitting beside me with a grin on his face, his shaggy blond hair pulled back into a low pony tail. "Who knew you were so talented?" "I knew she had a set of lungs on her." Commented Kaiba as he took a hit off the blunt, passing it. "Gross." "Are you sure this is what you want? I've built a bit of a name for myself, is that something you really want attached to you?" I asked, tone uncertain. I wouldn't blame him in the slightest if he said no. "Really should have thought of that before he made out with you on the dance floor." Said Mokuba with a wolfish grin from a newly acquired recliner sitting off the end of the couch. "He's got a point." Said the brunet with a smirk. "But-" "Listen." The CEO gave me a stern look. "You don't have to worry about anything anymore. You're with me." A soft thumb ran over my chin. "And I'll do anything it takes to keep it that way." I couldn't help but smile, regardless of the gagging noises coming from his brother and the blond. A soft press of my lips to his fingers would bring a rare smile to the blue eyed man's face. "I love you." "I love you too."