A Kiss: Part III
Mokuba patted down his crisp white silk shirt and striped tie. He took a quick glimpse in the bedroom mirror(making sure he looked dashing), and sat down on the corner of his brothers bed.
A few minutes passed by when the bedroom door was swung open and Seto Kaiba swept through the door in a rush of silver and black. Two more minutes came and went until Mokuba's brother even glanced in his direction.
Glaring at Mokuba, Seto grumble, "Yes?"
Mokuba took up his cue, smiled at his brother and ushered him closer. "Seto, its been 3 years, 6 if you add the first time, since I asked you to kiss me."
Seto snorted, but Mokuba moved on. "However before I go any further, I'm here to tell you I still have not been kissed yet and ask if you have."
Taking a step closer to his brother, Mokuba pushed brown strands of hair out of Seto's face. Gazing into open ice-blue eyes, Seto finally replied. "I still have not been kissed Mokuba."
Drawing in a deep breath, he continued. "I'm guessing you're here to ask for one?"
Mokuba nodded with a determination that he had gained throughout the years.
"Yes."
Seto studied his brother for a mere second, then bestowed upon Mokuba a rare smile only seen once in a blue moon. "Then take what you've been waiting for."
Mokuba believed no answer could have been sweeter.
The End