AN: Loads of sexual humor…...... or just sexual references depending on how you see it. You've been warned, so get over it. Also, I have no experience with Italy and limited knowledge of New York City. Please, stay/work with me here.
Chapter 4: Feng shih ch'ang she
Moaning softly, Seto tried to ignore the sunlight that assaulted his eyelids.
'Huh?' Seto wondered silently. 'Since when has there been so much light in my room?'
"Seto?" Seto heard a voice call. "Seto, where are…...... OH MY GOD! SORRY!"
"What?" Seto wondered, opening his eyes. Glancing down her saw Tea was still asleep. But where were the covers…...... and why was he sleeping on the couch? "Oops."
"Will you two get dressed?!" Mokuba wailed from just outside the living room.
"Gimme a minute!" Seto groaned as he quickly pulled on his pants and tossed his trench coat over Tea's sleeping form. Walking out of the room, Seto stretched and tried to loosen up the muscles in his back. "What time is it?"
"Eight. Uh, do you two regularly have sex on the couch?" Mokuba asked, as he followed Seto into the kitchen. "'Cause if you do, I'll never be able to go into the living room again!"
"It's the first time."
"You two have had sex?"
"No! Mokuba, shut up."
"Oh! I get it!" Mokuba gasped, before winking at Seto. "Touchy subject, huh?"
"Excuse me?" Seto asked, as he made himself a cup of coffee.
"No, no. Say no more." Mokuba grinned holding up his hand. "I hear abstinence makes the heart grow fonder."
"Mokuba, you may be my brother, and you may be very dear to me, and I may be responsible for your welfare, but do not shut up right now, I will not hesitate to throw you out a window. Am I clear?"
"Crystal."
"Fine." Seto sighed as his cell phone went off. "One second. Hello?"
"Mister Kaiba?"
"Speaking."
"This is the New York City Morgue. We believe we have your parents, who were recently killed in a plane crash over France. Uh, as you are the next of kin, we need you to identify them."
"Oh. Right. Uh, perhaps around one? I—uh—I don't feel quite up to it right now." Seto admitted as he wandered out of the kitchen so Mokuba couldn't here the rest of the conversation.
"Yes, yes, I understand and that's fine. Around one then, and ,uh, I'm very sorry about your parents, sir."
"I know. So am I. Goodbye."
"Goodbye." The caller replied before hanging up.
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"Hello. I'd like to speak with Mr. Jason Pegasus."
"I'm afraid he's out just now. May I please take a message?"
"Look, Ms…...... whatever your name is…...... I know for a fact that you and your boss, Mr. Pegasus, were just engaged in some sort of sexual conduct. I also know that you are most likely sitting on his lap or his desk and looking at him as we speak. Furthermore, I can promise you that if you do not give your employer the phone and get the hell out of the room, your body will be missing that very pretty head of yours. You've got exactly ten seconds. One…...... Two…...... Three…...... Four…......"
"Never mind counting. I'm here, and my secretary is gone."
"Good. Have you sent the message yet?"
"No."
"And why not?"
"Because there has been no official press release concerning the death of the parents."
"Damn."
"Exactly."
"Look, new plan. Set an agent on the boy's trail. If he identifies the body within twenty-four hours, send the message."
"If he doesn't?"
"If he doesn't within twenty-four hours? Send the message anyway."
"Very well. Oh, by the way, how did you know about my recent activities with my secretary?"
"I didn't. I guessed."
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Rolling onto his back, Ryou opened his eyes and smiled to himself. It had been a long time since he had been able to sleep so soundly. Looking over towards the door, Ryou watched as it opened and Marik walked in carrying a box of what appeared to be Chinese take-out.
"Oh." Marik blinked in surprise. "You're still here."
"So are you." Ryou shrugged, as he sat up.
"It's my room." Marik replied, as his eyes wandered down Ryou's chest. Blushing as he realized he was naked under the sheets, Ryou pulled the covers around his waist and looked back at Marik.
"What? You weren't so shy last night." Marik teased, as he walked over.
"Yes, well, that is completely different."
"Oh?"
"Yes. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to watch TV." Ryou sniffed as he grabbed the remote and turned on the television.
"Anything good on?" Marik asked as he pulled apart a pair of disposable chopsticks and started eating his sweet-and-sour chicken. Tossing Ryou a pair of chopsticks, Marik offered Ryou some of his food.
"So far? Just the Disney channel." Ryou admitted as he snagged a piece of chicken.
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"Tea?" Seto called as he walked towards the front door.
"Yea?"
"I'm…...... going out for a little bit. I should be back soon."
"Is everything all right?" Tea asked, coming out of the kitchen with a soda.
"Yes, I just don't want to worry Mokuba."
"Is this about your…......" Tea began, but Seto kissed her to stop her from talking. Pulling away, Seto kissed Tea's forehead and smiled sadly.
"Yes. It's about that. I'll be back soon."
"Promise?"
"Promise." Seto nodded, before walking out the door and down the stairs. Catching the subway to the outer area of the city, Seto finally got off and looked down at the directions he had found on the Internet. It took him half an hour, but Seto finally entered the city morgue and was only five minutes late for his appointment.
"I'm late." Seto informed the secretary at the front desk.
"You've got an appointment? You must be a first." The secretary replied dryly, not looking up. "Are you Seto Kaiba?"
"Yes."
"Go down the hall. Third door on the right is Dr. Hojo's office. He'll check your ID's and take you back to see your…...... relatives. There's some paper work to fill out, but the doctor will talk you through it."
"Oh." Seto blinked before following the man's directions and found the office easily. He knocked on the door and entered the small, white office. It was almost completely empty except for three hooks on the wall near the door, three chairs and a desk in the center of the room. The desk was pilled high with papers and disks of all types. The thin man with long, greasy, black hair, who was sitting behind the desk, looked up when Seto entered the room and quickly stood, extending his hand.
"Hello. You must be Seto Kaiba. I must say there is no family resemblance…......"
"I'm adopted."
"Oh yes. Yes, of course, that would explain it. Um, I'll need to see some identification before I can allow you back to see your…..... parents. Strictly procedure, I assure you."
"Of course; I understand. Here you go." Seto nodded, holding out his driver's license.
"Very well. Come with me." Doctor Hojo nodded. Seto went back with the doctor and looked at the two bodies of his parents. Fighting the urge to vomit, Seto nodded and Hojo re-covered the two bodies. Leading Seto back to the office, Hojo motioned for Seto to sit in one of the chairs. "Will you be all right?"
"I'm fine. It's just a bit of a shock."
"That's completely understandable." Hojo sighed as he handed Seto a glass of water.
"I was informed I need to fill out some papers."
"Here. Just sign once at the top and once at the bottom of all three pages."
"That's all?"
"Would you like more?"
"No. There."
"Fine then."
"So…...... it's official then?"
"Yes. Would you like me to call you a cab sir?"
"No. I'll be fine." Seto sighed as he got up and left. Reaching for his cell phone, Hojo dialed a number and waited for his call to be received.
"Speak."
"This is Hojo."
"Yes?"
"He signed all three pages. Even the 'go-ahead' for releasing the press information."
"Good."
"Sir, may I ask why we did not strike before this? Now the company fully belongs to Kaiba."
"Yes, but the temporary ownership takes precedence for another year. After that, Kaiba will fully own the company, but by then he'll be long gone. Besides, if Kaiba and his parents are to die before the parents are even known to be dead, people will begin to look into this whole matter too much. Not to mention, having to identify his brother and parents might prove too much for the youngest Kaiba. We want to control him, not brain damage him."
"Oh. I see sir."
"Good. Then hurry up and release the press statement."
AN: Yes, I did base Doctor Hojo on Hojo (the evil) from Final Fantasy 7. BTW, does anyone know who Pegasus's fellow conspirator is? I'd like your thoughts (I'm not sure if it's absolutely obvious or not.)
AN2: Feng shih ch'ang she- Large Wild Boars and Long Snakes. This is a Chinese idiom again, but it's really a metaphor for corruption and intrigue.
