Valkyria: Hello! A little weird to be updating in the beginning of the week instead of the end, but I'm starting classes again next week, so what the hell, right? Enjoy Seto's chapter.

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"I knew what I was getting Jounouchi into when I asked him to my lover. I knew that he was going to be hounded by the media, propositioned by rival business partners and given hell at his place of work. I know that it was wrong to drag him into this kind of life, but falling in love can make you do foolish things." - Seto Kaiba

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Desire

Seto found it amusing when people tried to figure him out. It was like a drawn out game of cat and mouse and he enjoyed playing as long as it involved him and no one else that he cared about. One of the ways he stayed ahead of the game was reading magazines and newspapers that had his picture plastered on the front page. It was entertaining to read about what reporters thought about him and his private life. Articles about his secret love child with an actress or him doing a merger with Ishigami Corporation-something that wouldn't happen even if he was under the threat of torture. Seeing the media constantly guess what made him tick was his secret amusement and Jounouchi's public one.

He wasn't blind to see that his lover glowed under the attention reporters gave him. He supposed that it was from a lack of attention when Jounouchi was a child or he was so used to being in the background from his bosses as a chef. Whichever it was, Jounouchi seemed content with all the attention and if it made his lover happy then Seto was happy as well. At least, he should be satisfied. The truth of the matter was that he was worried about how their relationship was going to be effected by the constant attention. Sure, Jounouchi loved the limelight now, but what about when they grew older? Anybody would want to have some semblance of privacy in their later years-if they lasted that long.

Being adopted by Gozoburo Kaiba and then finding his biological aunt and uncle at the age of eighteen, Seto knew what it was like to be undersized by the media and it was one of the reasons why he despised doing interviews for one of his newest inventions. Those despicable reporters always took the fun out of bringing something new into the world.

Seto's thoughts halted to a stop when he pulled the Notorious magazine in front of him to see an article about an interview. It wouldn't have been anything special except for the fact that it had his and Jounouchi's name plastered all over it.

This is could be interesting or this could turn out to be the worst thing he ever read.

He let out a long-suffering sigh and flipped to the article and much to his surprise found out that Mai Kujaku wrote the article and he felt the warmth of relief flow down his spine. Mai was one of the most honest and hard-hitting reporters in the city and he didn't have to read the article to know that she told the truth, but it still didn't explain how she came to get the information she had in the first place. It was disconcerting that she spoke to Jounouchi in any shape or form.

He wondered what she said to get him to open his mouth about them? Jounouchi might have enjoyed the spotlight, but he wasn't stupid enough to tell the paparazzi what went on beyond closed doors. No, the beautiful one wouldn't dare do such a thing because he knew just how much Seto valued the privacy of their relationship and Mokuba's privacy. The little one wouldn't have much of a school life if reporters crowded him everywhere he went.

Seto tapped the magazine idly, but before he could turn to the page of the article the door creaked open and Mokuba's hesitant face peaked through. The CEO quickly hid the magazine underneath the small stack of paperwork as Mokuba slid into the room and approached his desk. He raised an eyebrow when his little brother seemed almost afraid to come near him.

"Mokuba?" Seto questioned lightly. "Why do you look like a frightened rabbit?"

"I don't want you to be mad at him, Seto!" Mokuba blurted out, startling Seto and making brows shoot to his hairline. "I'm sure that he didn't mean any harm."

"I'm sure whoever we're talking about didn't mean to cause me any harm." Seto said, struggling not smile when Mokuba whimpered. "Honestly, what is this about?"

Mokuba pulled out a crumbled out piece of paper and tossed it on Seto's desk. "Please don't be mad at him."

Seto looked down before rolling the paper out and a laugh escaped his throat before he could stop it. In his hand was a crumpled Notorious magazine that had Mai's article plastered on the front.

"Seto?" Mokuba sounded wary at the burst of laughter. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Seto snorted. "Don't worry about the magazine, Mokuba. I've already seen it and it's fine."

"It's fine?" Mokuba repeated incredulously. "You're never fine with being in a magazine or a tabloid." Mokuba tapped the magazine harshly. "I bet you didn't even read the article."

"I don't need to read it because Mai typed it up and you know how honest she is about her stories." Seto smiled.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Mokuba deadpanned. "You're perfectly with this story being out?"

"It was going to get out one way or other." Seto stated. "It might as well be Jounouchi who gives the details."

Mokuba sighed and Seto figured that a fourteen year old shouldn't look that tired. "Seto, you can't be serious about this."

"I'm serious and you shouldn't worry about it and what are you doing out of school?"

"That shouldn't even matter-" Mokuba stopped and groaned. "You know what? Forget it this, if you don't care then neither do I." Mokuba plopped down on the chair and groaned again. "Love has turned you into a total softie, you know that right?"

"I know and we'll be the more better for it."

"I don't know about that, Seto. I just don't know what the hell is going on."

"It's okay, Mokie, I don't know either."

Thankfully, the article didn't give the company nor Seto a big blow and he was grateful, but the moment he saw Jounouchi's face at dinner that night, he knew that not everything was turning out okay.

"Are you going to talk to me?" Seto asked, watching his lover pick at his food. "It's honestly not that bad."

"I shouldn't have said anything to Mai." Jounouchi murmured. "I know how much you respect your privacy."

"It's alright, really, I've heard worse." Seto smirked, drawing a blush from Jounouchi. "If it makes you feel that bad then you can make it up to me."

"Did you seriously just proposition me for sex?" Jounouchi asked sarcastically. "In exchange for forgiveness."

"That's exactly what I asked." Seto purred, trying to grab Jounouchi's hand and smirked when his lover pulled away. "Jounouchi..."

"You have no shame at all do you?"

"None whatsoever."

"We're not having sex." Jounouchi stated firmly. "I'm feeling guilty about this and you're trying to get sex out of the deal."

"I am a business person after all." Seto nodded solemnly and reluctantly drawing a laugh out of Jounouchi. "I'm supposed to use everything to my advantage."

"Including this interview?"

Seto gave his lover a sensual smirk. "Everything to my advantage."

Jounouchi rolled his eyes at the lame attempt at seduction. It wasn't Seto's best attempt. "Seriously, you're not mad are you?"

"No, Mai has a talent of catching her pray unawares and she caught you at the restaurant, right?" Jounouchi nodded and Seto pressed on. "She a tiger in the field of journalism-one of the best and most honest ones- and I'm not really worried about the article, but I am worried about Mokuba, you didn't mention anything about him did you?"

"No, of course not."

"Good." Seto nodded in approval. "I don't mind being in the crossfire, but Mokuba doesn't deserve to be devoured by the media sharks."

"And you do?" Jounouchi asked softly.

"Better me than him, Jounouchi. I want the best for Mokuba and I plan on giving that to him." Seto leaned back against the chair. "And I plan on extending that same invitation to you as well."

"I should hope so," Jounouchi snorted playfully. "I have to get something out of the deal."

Seto blinked slowly and looked at the table filled with well made food and their own expensive suits. "I can clearly see that you're not getting anything out of the deal. This dinner and suits are nothing at all."

"Anyone tell you that you're an expert at sarcasm?"

Seto chuckled and captured Jounouchi's foot with his own under the table. "On m'a dit que maintes fois, mais cela sonne l'arrivée sexy de vous."

Jounouchi narrowed his eyes. "I've been told that a number of times,but it sounds sexy coming from you."

Seto startled and his eyes widen when his lover translated what he just said. "I didn't know you spoke French."

"I dabble and it does help that I have a friend that's half-Japanese and half-French." Jounouchi smirked when Seto blushed lightly. "That'll teach you to not say things in a different language, won't it?"

"Noted." Seto looked curious. "What else can you do?"

Jounouchi grinned and leaned down and whispered into Seto's ears, and watched, enchanted, as Seto's breath hitched and his eyes become dark and smoldering. He pulled away to see Seto adjust in the cushioned chair.

"Really?" Seto sounded so hopeful that it drew a bark of laughter from the chef. "I'm serious, can you really do that?"

Jounouchi smiled brightly and winked. "You'll have to wait to find out, won't you?"

"You can't do that to people." Seto growled, ignoring the flash of heat when Jounouchi blushed a dark red. "It's wrong to tease."

"I can't believe you said that, Seto Kaiba." Jounouchi chuckled. "You teased me all the time at the start of our relationship."

"I'm an asshole." Seto admitted without a hint of shame in his voice. "I'm supposed to tease you, but that's out the question for you."

"What kind of logic is that!?" Jounouchi snorted loudly. "You can tease but I can't tease you?"

"I won't get hard if I tease you." Seto revealed bluntly. "I can't say the same if it's vice versa."

"You know for a genius, your logic is very twisted and complex." Jounouchi stated, leaning down to press his lips against Seto's. "So, you're not mad at me?"

"No, but I am going to tell you to be more careful from now on, alright?" Seto pressed his lips further against Jounouchi's soft ones. "I'm grateful you didn't say anything about Mokuba."

"It's-" Jounouchi was cut off by a loud groan and looked up to see Mokuba standing in the doorway wearing a disgusted expression. "What?"

"That is so gross." Mokuba turned green. "I don't want to see my brother making kissy faces." Mokuba stepped back and waved his hands frantically. "I'll order out. I'm not that desperate for a home-cooked meal."

"I'll cook you something, Mokuba."

"No!" Mokuba said, shaking his head when he noticed Seto's glare from over Jounouchi's shoulder. "I'm okay, I'm sorry I interrupted."

"Huh," Jounouchi murmured, glancing down at Seto. "I wonder what was that about?"

Seto shrugged, and dragged Jounouchi back down for another kiss. "I couldn't tell you, you know how teenagers are."

A/N : Not much of a chapter, but better than nothing I suppose. Thanks for reading and have a good weekend

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