Okay, chapter three, and I need to leave a warning for this one. Mild
yaoi warning- no good stuff, of course, this has to be kept at the most PG-
13.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Ok? Get over it. -.-
Working Too Hard.
"Malik, what're you doing in Domino?" Kaiba snapped, folding his arms.
"I came by myself, if you're wondering about my sister or brother, um... I came to live here, in Japan." Malik shrugged.
"... Does your sister know you're here?"
"Of course she does, it was her idea." Malik smiled.
"Really?" Kaiba narrowed his eyes. "And why did you come to work for me?"
"Mostly because you pay really good money, and I'm going to need it to rent an apartment and pay for food, plus it was a sign from the heavens!" Malik pointed out the window.
"How so?"
"My motorcycle crashed into the building, completely destroying it, it being my motorcycle, your building wasn't damaged at all, I swear! It looks like glass, but it's not! It's cool. Anyway, it left me stuck here, right in front of this help wanted sign." He held it up. "The gods practically told me flat out 'Malik, you're not going anywhere but to Kaiba Corps! You have to get a great job, then when the day is done, you must use the money you earned to buy a home, and food, so you don't die!!!!"
Kaiba glared at the sign. "Malik, you're supposed to leave the sign there, so other people will come in and try for jobs."
"...Oh... I'll put it back when I clean the windows!" Malik exclaimed.
"You won't be cleaning the windows! You're fired! You lied on your application!" Kaiba snapped.
"You can't fire me! I quit!"
"Fine."
"Fine! So can I try out for one of these tech jobs?" Malik glanced at the help wanted sign. "I heard the security position is open now, too..."
Kaiba snatched it out of his hands, annoyed. "Malik, even if you DID work HERE, you couldn't possibly pay for an apartment or food after only working for one day! Tell me you brought money with you."
"Of course! I brought 550.45 yen." Malik exclaimed.
"...Five bucks? You planned on making it on five dollars?!" Kaiba snapped.
"...Yeah..." Malik blinked. "I had planned on getting a job..."
Kaiba sighed, annoyed. "And if you couldn't?"
"There is no couldn't! I HAD to get a job, and apparently I still do, so stop wasting my time." Malik snapped, turning and heading out.
"...." Kaiba followed him for a moment, before looking around. The place did look great... and there hadn't been a janitor in a week, the place looked aweful before Malik showed up. "Malik...."
"What?" Malik turned, annoyed.
"You're a hard worker, and you seem very determined... you can work here for three weeks, that should be enough to pay for an appartment, or at least for an appartment for a month, then after that, you have to go get some other job."
"...Yes sir." Malik nodded, grabbing up his mop again.
"...Malik, I fired you from janitor."
Malik blinked. "Oh- then what-"
"From now until the third week is over, you're my personal assistant."
"...Personal assistant?" Malik blinked. "How much does it pay?"
"Fifteen an hour."
"...How many hours?" Malik gawked, nearly drooling.
"All day and all night."
"And everything he sees is just blue..." Malik sang, happily as he ran an errand for Kaiba, who was practicing fighting a duel monster simulation.
"And white... hnhnhn." Mokuba handed him a folder as the two passed in the hallway.
"How's the interviewing going?"
"Since you put the sign back? Much better, and the paperwork?"
"I have to go over it tonight, I'll tell you tomorrow." Malik sweat dropped.
"See ya."
"Bye." Malik waved, heading into the coffee room.
"Malik?"
Malik blinked as the com on his collar beeped.
"...Yeah?" Malik pressed it.
"I finished with the simulations, I'm in my office."
"Yes sir!" Malik nodded, getting the coffee and heading into Kaiba's office. He headed in and blinked, looking around. "...Kaiba?"
"Add a -sama at the end of that each time you say it here Malik, I don't want any extra attention brought to myself." Kaiba snapped as he raised up from behind his desk.
"Sorry... I forgot." Malik smiled lightly, setting the coffee down on the desk.
"It's been a week. For the past week, I've reminded you six hundred and eighty nine times."
"...Well at least that's the only thing you've had to keep telling me, you're not gonna fire me are you?" Malik huffed.
"...No." Kaiba sighed, leaning back in his chair and drinking some coffee. Malik had been staying with Kaiba and Mokuba for the past week. As Kaiba's personal 24/7 assistant, it was Malik's job to do whatever Kaiba asked, whenever he asked, which meant that living with him was much more convenient.
"...Are you okay?" Malik asked.
"Since when is verifying 'how I'm doing' a part of your job description?" Kaiba snapped.
"...I just wanna know if you're okay..." Malik huffed. "You work too much, I'm worried about you. You're going to have a heart attack or a stroke before you're twenty!"
"I doubt it." Kaiba snapped as Malik headed behind him. "...What're you doing?"
"Mokuba told me that you worked out yesterday without stretching, and that you said your back and shoulders hurt earlier this morning, I thought you might like an Egyptian- style massage! We're very good at it, you know." Malik placed his hands on Kaiba's shoulders and got to work.
"Hnn... if you pull any of that pressure point stuff, I'll kill you."
"I wouldn't do that, I need the money." Malik teased. "so you do weights, huh? If you worked out yesterday, then your next weight day is tomorrow, right?"
"Right."
"Can I workout with you?" Malik asked. "I've been using your gym on my breaks every other day, it's a great gym..."
"I have my own personal gym that I use, you can workout with me, if you don't mind getting up at four in the morning."
"I don't... I'm used to getting up early." Malik shrugged.
"Mmm..." Kaiba's head lowered slightly and he shut his eyes. "Maybe you should have tried for physical therapist. They make a lot of money..."
"I need to go to college for that." Malik sighed, working his hands over Kaiba's shoulders and massaging his pectorals.
"...What're you doing..." Kaiba whispered, raising his head.
Malik nipped at Kaiba's neck and ear gently and Kaiba blushed, pulling quickly away.
"What's wrong?" Malik smirked. "You seem tense again."
"What're you doing?" Kaiba snapped, annoyed.
"...Hitting on you?" Malik blinked. "You don't like me?"
"I don't like men, Malik."
"Why not?" Malik blinked. "You don't seem to like girls."
"I don't have time for those kinds of things, Malik, I have to work... if you try something like that again, I'll fire you." Kaiba sat down as the blonde circled his desk.
"I bet I know why you're such a hard-ass, Kaiba-sama." Malik got up onto Kaiba's desk and sat down in front of Kaiba, as he untied his tie. "And I bet I can put you in a good mood..."
"Kki..." Kaiba's eyes narrowed.
"...I'm just doing my job... helping my boss to stay at the top of his own game. In order to be completely sharp, you can't have anything distracting you, right?" Malik whispered, trailing a hand down Kaiba's chest to his lower abdomen, where it stopped.
"...What're you suggesting?" Kaiba whispered harshly.
"... You hired me to be your personal assistant, Mr. Kaiba... let me assist you..." Malik whispered, leaning forward and brushing his lips across the CEO's as his hand rubbed Kaiba through his pants.
'If he needs the money so badly, why is he risking getting fired? Is he some kind of idio- whoooooa....' Kaiba moaned softly before shoving Malik off of him.
"Kusou...." Malik sat up on the desk before growling annoyed. He tackled Kaiba, who gawked as he hit the ground hard. Malik's mouth soon found his and the blonde's hands found Kaiba's belt, as his skilled fingers worked hard to unbuckle it.
Kaiba shut his eyes tightly.
"Kaiba-sama?"
"Hn?" Kaiba blinked open his eyes.
"...You're falling asleep... maybe you should go home." Malik blinked, holding his coffee.
Kaiba blushed and stared at Malik. "...Uh..."
"...You okay?" Malik blinked.
"...I'm fine... get Mokuba."
"Ah- yes sir." Malik smiled, setting down Kaiba's coffee and heading off the find the younger Kaiba brother.
Kaiba rubbed his temples and stared at the coffee. 'I've been working too hard...'
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Ok? Get over it. -.-
Working Too Hard.
"Malik, what're you doing in Domino?" Kaiba snapped, folding his arms.
"I came by myself, if you're wondering about my sister or brother, um... I came to live here, in Japan." Malik shrugged.
"... Does your sister know you're here?"
"Of course she does, it was her idea." Malik smiled.
"Really?" Kaiba narrowed his eyes. "And why did you come to work for me?"
"Mostly because you pay really good money, and I'm going to need it to rent an apartment and pay for food, plus it was a sign from the heavens!" Malik pointed out the window.
"How so?"
"My motorcycle crashed into the building, completely destroying it, it being my motorcycle, your building wasn't damaged at all, I swear! It looks like glass, but it's not! It's cool. Anyway, it left me stuck here, right in front of this help wanted sign." He held it up. "The gods practically told me flat out 'Malik, you're not going anywhere but to Kaiba Corps! You have to get a great job, then when the day is done, you must use the money you earned to buy a home, and food, so you don't die!!!!"
Kaiba glared at the sign. "Malik, you're supposed to leave the sign there, so other people will come in and try for jobs."
"...Oh... I'll put it back when I clean the windows!" Malik exclaimed.
"You won't be cleaning the windows! You're fired! You lied on your application!" Kaiba snapped.
"You can't fire me! I quit!"
"Fine."
"Fine! So can I try out for one of these tech jobs?" Malik glanced at the help wanted sign. "I heard the security position is open now, too..."
Kaiba snatched it out of his hands, annoyed. "Malik, even if you DID work HERE, you couldn't possibly pay for an apartment or food after only working for one day! Tell me you brought money with you."
"Of course! I brought 550.45 yen." Malik exclaimed.
"...Five bucks? You planned on making it on five dollars?!" Kaiba snapped.
"...Yeah..." Malik blinked. "I had planned on getting a job..."
Kaiba sighed, annoyed. "And if you couldn't?"
"There is no couldn't! I HAD to get a job, and apparently I still do, so stop wasting my time." Malik snapped, turning and heading out.
"...." Kaiba followed him for a moment, before looking around. The place did look great... and there hadn't been a janitor in a week, the place looked aweful before Malik showed up. "Malik...."
"What?" Malik turned, annoyed.
"You're a hard worker, and you seem very determined... you can work here for three weeks, that should be enough to pay for an appartment, or at least for an appartment for a month, then after that, you have to go get some other job."
"...Yes sir." Malik nodded, grabbing up his mop again.
"...Malik, I fired you from janitor."
Malik blinked. "Oh- then what-"
"From now until the third week is over, you're my personal assistant."
"...Personal assistant?" Malik blinked. "How much does it pay?"
"Fifteen an hour."
"...How many hours?" Malik gawked, nearly drooling.
"All day and all night."
"And everything he sees is just blue..." Malik sang, happily as he ran an errand for Kaiba, who was practicing fighting a duel monster simulation.
"And white... hnhnhn." Mokuba handed him a folder as the two passed in the hallway.
"How's the interviewing going?"
"Since you put the sign back? Much better, and the paperwork?"
"I have to go over it tonight, I'll tell you tomorrow." Malik sweat dropped.
"See ya."
"Bye." Malik waved, heading into the coffee room.
"Malik?"
Malik blinked as the com on his collar beeped.
"...Yeah?" Malik pressed it.
"I finished with the simulations, I'm in my office."
"Yes sir!" Malik nodded, getting the coffee and heading into Kaiba's office. He headed in and blinked, looking around. "...Kaiba?"
"Add a -sama at the end of that each time you say it here Malik, I don't want any extra attention brought to myself." Kaiba snapped as he raised up from behind his desk.
"Sorry... I forgot." Malik smiled lightly, setting the coffee down on the desk.
"It's been a week. For the past week, I've reminded you six hundred and eighty nine times."
"...Well at least that's the only thing you've had to keep telling me, you're not gonna fire me are you?" Malik huffed.
"...No." Kaiba sighed, leaning back in his chair and drinking some coffee. Malik had been staying with Kaiba and Mokuba for the past week. As Kaiba's personal 24/7 assistant, it was Malik's job to do whatever Kaiba asked, whenever he asked, which meant that living with him was much more convenient.
"...Are you okay?" Malik asked.
"Since when is verifying 'how I'm doing' a part of your job description?" Kaiba snapped.
"...I just wanna know if you're okay..." Malik huffed. "You work too much, I'm worried about you. You're going to have a heart attack or a stroke before you're twenty!"
"I doubt it." Kaiba snapped as Malik headed behind him. "...What're you doing?"
"Mokuba told me that you worked out yesterday without stretching, and that you said your back and shoulders hurt earlier this morning, I thought you might like an Egyptian- style massage! We're very good at it, you know." Malik placed his hands on Kaiba's shoulders and got to work.
"Hnn... if you pull any of that pressure point stuff, I'll kill you."
"I wouldn't do that, I need the money." Malik teased. "so you do weights, huh? If you worked out yesterday, then your next weight day is tomorrow, right?"
"Right."
"Can I workout with you?" Malik asked. "I've been using your gym on my breaks every other day, it's a great gym..."
"I have my own personal gym that I use, you can workout with me, if you don't mind getting up at four in the morning."
"I don't... I'm used to getting up early." Malik shrugged.
"Mmm..." Kaiba's head lowered slightly and he shut his eyes. "Maybe you should have tried for physical therapist. They make a lot of money..."
"I need to go to college for that." Malik sighed, working his hands over Kaiba's shoulders and massaging his pectorals.
"...What're you doing..." Kaiba whispered, raising his head.
Malik nipped at Kaiba's neck and ear gently and Kaiba blushed, pulling quickly away.
"What's wrong?" Malik smirked. "You seem tense again."
"What're you doing?" Kaiba snapped, annoyed.
"...Hitting on you?" Malik blinked. "You don't like me?"
"I don't like men, Malik."
"Why not?" Malik blinked. "You don't seem to like girls."
"I don't have time for those kinds of things, Malik, I have to work... if you try something like that again, I'll fire you." Kaiba sat down as the blonde circled his desk.
"I bet I know why you're such a hard-ass, Kaiba-sama." Malik got up onto Kaiba's desk and sat down in front of Kaiba, as he untied his tie. "And I bet I can put you in a good mood..."
"Kki..." Kaiba's eyes narrowed.
"...I'm just doing my job... helping my boss to stay at the top of his own game. In order to be completely sharp, you can't have anything distracting you, right?" Malik whispered, trailing a hand down Kaiba's chest to his lower abdomen, where it stopped.
"...What're you suggesting?" Kaiba whispered harshly.
"... You hired me to be your personal assistant, Mr. Kaiba... let me assist you..." Malik whispered, leaning forward and brushing his lips across the CEO's as his hand rubbed Kaiba through his pants.
'If he needs the money so badly, why is he risking getting fired? Is he some kind of idio- whoooooa....' Kaiba moaned softly before shoving Malik off of him.
"Kusou...." Malik sat up on the desk before growling annoyed. He tackled Kaiba, who gawked as he hit the ground hard. Malik's mouth soon found his and the blonde's hands found Kaiba's belt, as his skilled fingers worked hard to unbuckle it.
Kaiba shut his eyes tightly.
"Kaiba-sama?"
"Hn?" Kaiba blinked open his eyes.
"...You're falling asleep... maybe you should go home." Malik blinked, holding his coffee.
Kaiba blushed and stared at Malik. "...Uh..."
"...You okay?" Malik blinked.
"...I'm fine... get Mokuba."
"Ah- yes sir." Malik smiled, setting down Kaiba's coffee and heading off the find the younger Kaiba brother.
Kaiba rubbed his temples and stared at the coffee. 'I've been working too hard...'