Sorry I didn't update last week. I forget what happened, but I think it involved work or something.
Anyways, finally here is the final chapter of my first Gender-bender. It wasn't as bad as I had originally thought it was going to be, and was fairly easy to write.
I still like it about as much as I own Yu-Gi-Oh though.
If you catch me slipping, and saying "he, his, him" or whatever with Jonouchi, please tell me so I can fix it XP.
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Seto woke up late the next day. He shielded his eyes from the sunlight, which was filtering through the uncurtained window.
It took him a moment to remember where he was. He looked at the bedside clock, and was shocked to realize it was well past noon.
"Mokuba?" he called out after noticing his brother wasn't in his hotel bed. Recieving no answer, he figured Mokuba had already left their room and hadn't had the common decency to wake him.
The first thing he thought about, after assuring himself that Mokuba was probably okay, was Kaiba Corp. Mokuba could've found a better time to decide to go on vacation.
Seto had a new product that was suppose to come out in a few months. Admittiably, he was well ahead of schedual, and only needed to test and debug the product now, but he liked to be as far ahead of schedual as possible. That way, if some idiot screwed things up then they wouldn't be set back, at lest not too terribly.
He reminded himself he had promised Mokuba that he wouldn't think about work while he was on vacation.
Trying to get him mind off of it, however, got him to thinking of the conversation he and Jonouchi had the night before – one of the very few decent conversations the two had ever had.
Jonouchi's father made him – her, he corrected himself quickly – act and dress like that. Though Jonouchi had tried to withhold the information, she didn't seem ashamed of it. It had seemed like that the night before, but now that he thought back on it, it seemed more like she had been trying to protect her father, rather than be ashamed of him.
Seto shook his head. Thinking about the mutt was worse than thinking about work.
He turned on the hotel T.V. As much as he hated T.V, he'd much rather watch it.
When Jonouchi finally found Honda, he was surrounded by three beautiful young girls.
Jonouchi went up to him, hearing him say how he taught many great duelists, including the winner and runner-up in Duelist Kingdom everything he knew.
Jonouchi wondered how the girls seemed to believe everything her firend was telling them.
"Honda, I need to speak to you," Jonouchi whispered to him once she got beside him.
"Not now. Busy," Honda hissed from the corner of his mouth, not seeming to miss a beat in his heroic tale of how he had single-handedly took down a group of Yukuza thugs.
Liar. I was there, too.
"Honda," Jonouchi said, still quiet, though there was a hint of warning in her voice.
This time, Honda simply ignored her.
Jonouchi sighed, tilted her head to the sky, and raked her fingers through her hair.
When she looked back at them, a huge idiotic grin was plastered across her face.
"Great job, rounding up the babes, man!" Jonouchi exclaimed. The other four all looked at her from around the round table.
"Which one's mine? Huh? Huh?" she asked, pointing a finger at herself, and staring at Honda. He burried his face in his hands, while the girls didn't stop staring.
"Fine, fine. I guess the question is: which o ne is buying us lunch, right?"
"Jonouchi!" Honda snapped. Jonouchi's idiotic grin turned sinister, and Honda realized his mistake at admitting to know her. Not only that, but by calling her by her last name, he made it clear they weren't even related.
The girls stood up, muttering hurried excuses before rushing off.
"Hey! Where're you going? The parties just started now that the Jonouchi-man's here!" She threw in a hip-shake for good measure, and the one girl that was still looking back hurried her friends on.
"Jonouchi, you bastard!" Honda yelled, jumping up and grabbing Jonouchi by the collar. "If you keep this up, I'll never get a girlfriend! What the hell's with you?!"
Jonouchi shrugged, pulling herself away from Honda. "Whatever. I thought you loved my sister?"
"I do! But thanks to you, I'll obviously never get her. I might as well move on."
Jonouchi shrugged, and sat herself down in one of the seats that had been occupied by one of the girls mear minutes ago. Honda sat in his old chair.
"What is it?" he asked, sipping from one of the iced teas he had bought before Jonouchi had come.
"Anyone drink from this?" Jonouchi asked, gesturing to the iced tea that had been left in front of him.
Honda switched it with another one on the table, and Jonouchi began to sip from it.
"Kaiba knows," Jonouchi said simply.
"I've told you that already."
"I mean, he knows. He knows why," she sighed and ran her hands through her hair once more.
"What?! I mean – how?" Honda exclaimed, forcing himself to not freak out. Was Kaiba stalking her now?
"I told him," Jonouchi's voice was controled, if not monotone.
"You. . . told him? Why?" Honda was just plain confused now.
"He would've told the others," Jonmouchi's voice didn't change.
"So?" Honda exclaimed. His confusion turned to anger. Didn't Jonouchi trust his other friends enough to assume they'd still be her friend, even if she was a girl?
"Honda. Anzu got mad at Yugi for not telling her the moment he had gotten his kitten last week."
"So? They might have over-reacted a little, but. . ."
"It doesn't matter," Jonouchi cut him off. "What do I do?"
Honda closed his eyes, and thought for a moment. "Tell him you love him."
"I gue – Wait, what?" Jonouchi stared at Honda in shock and horror.
"I mean, it's obvious he loves you back. Why else would he be so conserned about you?" Honda said.
"Blackmail."
Honda laughed slightly. "You don't think finding out you're female is blackmail enough?"
Jonouchi studied Honda's face, searching for some sign this was a joke. He was completely serious. Jonouchi decided he was also completely insane.
"Why would I tell him that? I don't even like the guy."
Jonouchi wondered if there was something more behind the girn she was flashed then she could see.
Then, Honda left.
Mokuba had never noticed how empty the springs really were at this time of the year. It was nice, really. His brother really hated lots of people, and lots of noise, and he was proud of himself for choosing now to take him out to relax.
He licked his ice cream, and continued walking along, looking at everything at once. Except in front of him. Which was why he nearly ran into Jonouchi.
They stared at each other, before Jonouchi spoke.
"Where's your brother?"
Mokuba shook his head. "I don't want you stressing him out while he's here."
"I'll try not to, I promise. I really need to talk to him."
Mokuba studied her face for a moment, before finally nodding. "I'll take you to our room. I don't know if he'll be there though."
"Thanks. Mokuba?"
Mokuba looked at Jonouchi, and continued walking towards his room. "Could you let Kaiba and I speak alone?"
Mokuba didn't answer, going over every possibility in his mind. For all he know, Jonouchi could attempt to kill his brother while they were alone. But this Jonouchi was different, so finally he agreed.
Seto was wondering why people found so much interest in T.V. It was boring, pointless, brainless, and even the fictional shows were uncreative. He was almost eager for some company when he heard someone at his door knock.
Almost. Then he remembered that Mokuba wouldn't knock, and whoever it was was probably an idiot.
None-the-less, he did end up opening the door.
"What are you doing here?" Seto sneered. To tell the truth, he would've said it to anyone who was a the door, and was quite shocked to see Jonouchi looking at him once he had finished his sentence.
"We need to talk, Kaiba," Jonouchi said, pushing herself into his room.
"No we don't," Seto answered, though made no move to kick the girl out. He did somewhat know that he needed to talk with her. He closed the door, and went to sit on Mokuba's bed (since Jonouchi had already seated herself on his own).
"In conclusion, I really really really really really really need to you not tell a soul ever, even Mokuba," Jonouchi finished, and even she knew it was pathetic. She had just spent a good ten minutes telling Kaiba that he should never tell another soul about his being a her, and that Jonouchi would be eternally grateful forever.
"I'd agree, but Mokuba already knows," Kaiba said off-handedly, looking at the window.
"You told me you hadn't told him!" Jonouchi yelled. "You lying bast – !"
Kaiba cut him off by waving his hand. "Mokuba's listening to the entire conversation. Isn't that right, Mokuba?"
"No!" Mokuba's voice came from outside the window. It was quickly followed by a curse.
Jonouchi looked over at the window, and his murderous rage towards Kaiba died down a little when Mokuba stood up, looking sheepish, with a branch from the tree outside stuck in his messy mane.
"Fine, fine. But neither of you can ever tell another person about this, okay?" Jonouchi asked.
Mokuba nodded (while climbing through the window), and Kaiba didn't answer, instead going to help Mokuba through. He muttered something that sounded like 'go through the door next time.'
Mokuba looked between his brother and Jonouchi, and then ran to his bed. He dived on and grabbed something.
"I forgot my uh..." he looked at the object in his hand. "My computer manual, so now I'll be going now!"
He ran towards the window again, only be grabbed and turned around by Kaiba. He pouted slightly, before running out the door and shutting it behind him.
"Your brother is really strange," Jonouchi said, blinking slowly at the now closed doors.
"Sometimes."
Mokuba found Honda talking to a girl. They were sitting at the edge of one of the hot-springs, pants rolled up and feet inside.
"Honda!" Mokuba called, and then ran up to him. The girl squealed, and proceed to practically molest the kid.
"What is it Mokuba?" Honda said, being torn between feeling sorry for the kid, and envying him.
"Can I talk to you about Jonouchi and my brother?" Mokuba asked.
Honda grinned, and asked the girl to leave them alone. She agreed, after saying how cute Mokuba was, and slipping Honda a sheet of paper with a number and her name on it.
"What is it?" Honda asked after she was gone.
"I think that my brother likes Jonouchi!" Mokuba exclaimed.
Honda smiled a little. "You think?"
Mokuba nodded.
"That's good. Jonouchi likes him too. They're both just too stubborn to admit it."
"And another thing! I let you win! Every other time was because I let you win! And I made it in second place in Duelist Kingdom, and you weren't even in the stupid contest!"
Kaiba shook his head. Who would've known that calling her a second-rate duelist would set her off this much? "You forget that I had beaten you before you even got to Pegasus' Castel."
"I told you I let you win! Quit insulting me and my friends, you bastard! When will you ever –"
Jonouchi didn't get to finish her sentence. Kaiba was getting tired of her voice, and had finally decided to silence her by closing her lips.
He just hadn't expected to close them with his own.
–OWARI–
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There. All done. It might have been cruel to end the fic there, but that's where I've been planning on ending it the past two chapters. grin wink
Anyways, Con Crit more than welcome. Flames will be mocked.
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Mimiheart: Hee. Maybe, but he doesn't seem to regret it too much =3
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Misura: =3 Looks like Kaiba could keep the secret ;) (I really hate not being able to make faces any more).
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YumeTakato: You hate Honda? Aww. I'm sorry then, since it is your fic. I personally love the guy (I didn't used to. He grew on me after playing him in two Rps).
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