Warnings: Same as previous chapter…I'm sorry, I'm been kind of lazy lately!
Disclaimer: Same as always, Yu-Gi-Oh could fall off the face of the earth, but I still wouldn't be liable, because it just ain't mine…
A/N: You guys are great! All I can say is I hope you will enjoy this, I still feel a little awkward in writing, but I take great pride in anything I put out to read, so I hope that that pride will emulate in whatever I decide to do with this. Oh, and I am also working on Chapter 3 of "Surprise, surprise", so if I'm kind of slow in updating one fic, most likely it's because I'm working on another. Please excuse my wannabe multitasking, and enjoy!
As soon as I pull up to the weird, pointy, triangular- shaped building, my nerves decide to renew their edgy dance with the butterflies in my stomach. I can't believe I'm going to do this, I feel like a moron for thinking that I could profess my feelings for someone who probably still sees me as a spunky little kid. No, Mokuba, stop this now, if you back out now, you'll never allow yourself to live down being a sacless wonder…just carry on with this, at least to see if he reacts, if nothing else…
I lean forward and press my forehead to the steering wheel, trying to regain the good ol' confident Mokuba Kaiba that never let anyone or anything bring him down. Huh, sometimes I think there is two of me, I need to stop hanging around Yugi, schizophrenia is becoming a mite too contagious. One of me is ready to grab Jounouchi, throw him to the floor, and show him my acclaimed "seek-and-destroy" technique, and the other me is running scared, wailing and wearing a frilly nightgown. I raise my head up, and decide to evict the wuss in me, and let the willful, manly Mokuba take over. Ha! I am man, hear me grunt!
I step out of the car, lock up, and look up at the weirdest piece of architecture that I could have the misfortune of gazing upon. It's a definite strain on the eyes, it has multicolored points spiking out in too many directions, and a big, hulking neon sign that keeps flashing deformed manga characters sweatdropping and victory-signing. It's very disturbing, but don't let the outside appearance fool you. Inside, it houses the best and rarest games, cards, manga, video, and anything else you could ask for. (Okay, I just sounded like a commercial plug, right? Now I have completely gone insane.)
But it's true, it's true, this monstrosity of a building is home to the best game shop this side of the Pacific! Let me give you a quick explanation: Yugi's grandfather, Sogoroku (sp?) got so much business after the rising popularity of dueling, that he found that one shop wouldn't suffice in keeping up with facilitating the tremendous supplies that he had to order just to keep up with the endless demand. So, to make a long story short, he opened up two more game shops, the one I'm at now, and another in another part of Japan. They're all extremely popular, because he has access to rare, valuable items that would be impossible to find in any other part of the world. It's a hit for Americans, who usually come here and go straight to the adult section for all of the hard-to-find yaoi and yuri doujinshi and sex games. Hmm, one of these days, I'm going to revisit the States, they have the dirtiest minds when it comes to their fanstuffs regarding the popular series that come from here…No offense, melikes the freaky!
So, the reason I'm even here is because the world's most incredible man (next to me, of course), runs this joint. Yes, I'm talking about one beautiful Jounouchi. Because of his dedication to anything that he sets his mind upon, Yugi's grandfather immediately saw the management potential in the flaxen-haired god. Eyahh, I'm starting to sound like Seto, I refuse to become an infatuated poetic mess! But, Jounouchi is so unbelieveable, oh man, I've got to do this, I NEED to do this…
I walk into the scary metal doppelganger of Yugi's hairstyle, and casually walk into the game shop. There are a few people milling about, just looking at the tamer kiddie materials, pretending not to be itching to go to the back at the adult section for the latest edition of the "Dingaling King" manga. I don't really look at them, I'm focused more on the counter, where the man who unwittingly keeps my heart in his back pocket sits, thumbing through a motorcycle mag. He's a man after my own heart, I love biking too! Ah, settle down, Mokuba, just keep your could-care-less demeanor and approach the guy…
I "casually" walk as fast as I can to the counter, and mentally deck the wussy nightgown-sporting Mokuba that keeps randomly popping up whenever I'm in Jounouchi's presence. When I reach it, he doesn't seem to notice I'm there, I guess he's engrossed in the pleasures of rearsets, exhausts, and brackets, oh my. See, another reason why I gotta tell him, we share so many of the same interests!
I shift nervously from foot to foot, which looks really ridiculous for a guy whose over six feet. I clear my throat, and summon up enough resolve to just say "Hey, Jou."
He nearly falls out of the high stool he's sitting on, his beautiful, beautiful brown eyes nearly bugging out of his head. He glares at me for a second, and registers who I am. " Whoa…Mokuba, man, I'm sorry, I wasn't even paying attention!" He stands up and beams at me, god, he's so gorgeous. I nearly crumple at the sight. I've got it baaad…
I straighten myself up, under no circumstances will I let him see me get all schoolgirly every time I marvel at his awesomeness. I must pay attention to the task at hand, or else he'll deem me as a snotnosed, spunky little kid that he used to see me as. I deepen my voice a little, I can already sense the squeak threatening to givaway my nervousness around him.
"Naw, it's okay, I didn't mean to scare you. What were you reading just now, is that next month's issue of 'My Bike is Bigger Than Yours'?"
Jounouchi brightens his smile even more, I swear that it's reserved for me and me only. That would be nice… " Yeah, you read these regularly too? Awesome! My sister thinks it's just another greasy biking mag."
I chuckle lightly, much more comfortable now partly because of the topic of Shizuka, and partly because, well, Jounouchi has a way of making anyone feel like they're his best friend. Am I gushing again? Sorry, this isn't me, I'm not really this disgustingly infatuated with anything…unless it's you-know-who!
I speak up. "Yeah right, anyone that's down with biking, street or sport, knows that that's the source for the latest innovations. Shizuka wouldn't know, she's to much into sending all men underground and taking over a woman-filled world…speaking of which, I just dropped her off at that ridiculous book-signing."
Jounouchi crosses his arms, and stares at me intently, the side of his mouth curling into a snarl. " Oh yeah? And what did she have on?"
I gulp. "I uh, plead the fifth?"
He pounds his fist on the counter, hissing through his teeth. " I knew it! I told her, just because she's of age, I still don't approve of my sister running around town with her clothes hanging off her, just so some perverted dude could ogle her when she's damn near naked!"
I think with a shudder, 'Like me? I was that perverted dude just an hour ago…' I take a deep breath and say quickly " No, Jou, it wasn't that bad, I mean, I wouldn't have let her leave the house if she was dressed…inappropriately."
He calms down a bit, and sits back down with a sigh. I'm a little disappointed, I love seeing him when he's quick-tempered, it's so much a part of his appeal. " Yeah, Mokuba, I believe you, you do look out for my baby sister, I don't think that I could ever thank you enough."
Now, you're going to laugh at me when I say this, but I promise to KILL, in a bloody, unrecognizable manner, you if you tell anyone what I'm about to say…I nearly squealed like a yaoi fangirl (sorry!)at that last line, I wanted to hug him, squeeze him, and call him George, if he had ANY idea of how he could, heh-heh, thank me! Oh, the humanity…
"Way-ell…" I suddenly look down at my feet, which were all of a sudden all too interesting in how they shuffled crooked lines in my anxiety, " There might be SOMETHING that you could do to repay me…"
Ha! Thought that I was going to get to the point there, huh? Sorry, I wanted to get something else out before I got to the meat of the matter… I know, it's short, and a little sucky, but a lot of this fic is going to be short chaptered, but don't worry, things will get interesting in the near future! Iknow the coupling is freaking some folks out a little, but I think that it's an interesting possibility, and I'll make that possibility as painless as possible (excluding the bondage scene…kidding!) One love!
Disclaimer: Same as always, Yu-Gi-Oh could fall off the face of the earth, but I still wouldn't be liable, because it just ain't mine…
A/N: You guys are great! All I can say is I hope you will enjoy this, I still feel a little awkward in writing, but I take great pride in anything I put out to read, so I hope that that pride will emulate in whatever I decide to do with this. Oh, and I am also working on Chapter 3 of "Surprise, surprise", so if I'm kind of slow in updating one fic, most likely it's because I'm working on another. Please excuse my wannabe multitasking, and enjoy!
As soon as I pull up to the weird, pointy, triangular- shaped building, my nerves decide to renew their edgy dance with the butterflies in my stomach. I can't believe I'm going to do this, I feel like a moron for thinking that I could profess my feelings for someone who probably still sees me as a spunky little kid. No, Mokuba, stop this now, if you back out now, you'll never allow yourself to live down being a sacless wonder…just carry on with this, at least to see if he reacts, if nothing else…
I lean forward and press my forehead to the steering wheel, trying to regain the good ol' confident Mokuba Kaiba that never let anyone or anything bring him down. Huh, sometimes I think there is two of me, I need to stop hanging around Yugi, schizophrenia is becoming a mite too contagious. One of me is ready to grab Jounouchi, throw him to the floor, and show him my acclaimed "seek-and-destroy" technique, and the other me is running scared, wailing and wearing a frilly nightgown. I raise my head up, and decide to evict the wuss in me, and let the willful, manly Mokuba take over. Ha! I am man, hear me grunt!
I step out of the car, lock up, and look up at the weirdest piece of architecture that I could have the misfortune of gazing upon. It's a definite strain on the eyes, it has multicolored points spiking out in too many directions, and a big, hulking neon sign that keeps flashing deformed manga characters sweatdropping and victory-signing. It's very disturbing, but don't let the outside appearance fool you. Inside, it houses the best and rarest games, cards, manga, video, and anything else you could ask for. (Okay, I just sounded like a commercial plug, right? Now I have completely gone insane.)
But it's true, it's true, this monstrosity of a building is home to the best game shop this side of the Pacific! Let me give you a quick explanation: Yugi's grandfather, Sogoroku (sp?) got so much business after the rising popularity of dueling, that he found that one shop wouldn't suffice in keeping up with facilitating the tremendous supplies that he had to order just to keep up with the endless demand. So, to make a long story short, he opened up two more game shops, the one I'm at now, and another in another part of Japan. They're all extremely popular, because he has access to rare, valuable items that would be impossible to find in any other part of the world. It's a hit for Americans, who usually come here and go straight to the adult section for all of the hard-to-find yaoi and yuri doujinshi and sex games. Hmm, one of these days, I'm going to revisit the States, they have the dirtiest minds when it comes to their fanstuffs regarding the popular series that come from here…No offense, melikes the freaky!
So, the reason I'm even here is because the world's most incredible man (next to me, of course), runs this joint. Yes, I'm talking about one beautiful Jounouchi. Because of his dedication to anything that he sets his mind upon, Yugi's grandfather immediately saw the management potential in the flaxen-haired god. Eyahh, I'm starting to sound like Seto, I refuse to become an infatuated poetic mess! But, Jounouchi is so unbelieveable, oh man, I've got to do this, I NEED to do this…
I walk into the scary metal doppelganger of Yugi's hairstyle, and casually walk into the game shop. There are a few people milling about, just looking at the tamer kiddie materials, pretending not to be itching to go to the back at the adult section for the latest edition of the "Dingaling King" manga. I don't really look at them, I'm focused more on the counter, where the man who unwittingly keeps my heart in his back pocket sits, thumbing through a motorcycle mag. He's a man after my own heart, I love biking too! Ah, settle down, Mokuba, just keep your could-care-less demeanor and approach the guy…
I "casually" walk as fast as I can to the counter, and mentally deck the wussy nightgown-sporting Mokuba that keeps randomly popping up whenever I'm in Jounouchi's presence. When I reach it, he doesn't seem to notice I'm there, I guess he's engrossed in the pleasures of rearsets, exhausts, and brackets, oh my. See, another reason why I gotta tell him, we share so many of the same interests!
I shift nervously from foot to foot, which looks really ridiculous for a guy whose over six feet. I clear my throat, and summon up enough resolve to just say "Hey, Jou."
He nearly falls out of the high stool he's sitting on, his beautiful, beautiful brown eyes nearly bugging out of his head. He glares at me for a second, and registers who I am. " Whoa…Mokuba, man, I'm sorry, I wasn't even paying attention!" He stands up and beams at me, god, he's so gorgeous. I nearly crumple at the sight. I've got it baaad…
I straighten myself up, under no circumstances will I let him see me get all schoolgirly every time I marvel at his awesomeness. I must pay attention to the task at hand, or else he'll deem me as a snotnosed, spunky little kid that he used to see me as. I deepen my voice a little, I can already sense the squeak threatening to givaway my nervousness around him.
"Naw, it's okay, I didn't mean to scare you. What were you reading just now, is that next month's issue of 'My Bike is Bigger Than Yours'?"
Jounouchi brightens his smile even more, I swear that it's reserved for me and me only. That would be nice… " Yeah, you read these regularly too? Awesome! My sister thinks it's just another greasy biking mag."
I chuckle lightly, much more comfortable now partly because of the topic of Shizuka, and partly because, well, Jounouchi has a way of making anyone feel like they're his best friend. Am I gushing again? Sorry, this isn't me, I'm not really this disgustingly infatuated with anything…unless it's you-know-who!
I speak up. "Yeah right, anyone that's down with biking, street or sport, knows that that's the source for the latest innovations. Shizuka wouldn't know, she's to much into sending all men underground and taking over a woman-filled world…speaking of which, I just dropped her off at that ridiculous book-signing."
Jounouchi crosses his arms, and stares at me intently, the side of his mouth curling into a snarl. " Oh yeah? And what did she have on?"
I gulp. "I uh, plead the fifth?"
He pounds his fist on the counter, hissing through his teeth. " I knew it! I told her, just because she's of age, I still don't approve of my sister running around town with her clothes hanging off her, just so some perverted dude could ogle her when she's damn near naked!"
I think with a shudder, 'Like me? I was that perverted dude just an hour ago…' I take a deep breath and say quickly " No, Jou, it wasn't that bad, I mean, I wouldn't have let her leave the house if she was dressed…inappropriately."
He calms down a bit, and sits back down with a sigh. I'm a little disappointed, I love seeing him when he's quick-tempered, it's so much a part of his appeal. " Yeah, Mokuba, I believe you, you do look out for my baby sister, I don't think that I could ever thank you enough."
Now, you're going to laugh at me when I say this, but I promise to KILL, in a bloody, unrecognizable manner, you if you tell anyone what I'm about to say…I nearly squealed like a yaoi fangirl (sorry!)at that last line, I wanted to hug him, squeeze him, and call him George, if he had ANY idea of how he could, heh-heh, thank me! Oh, the humanity…
"Way-ell…" I suddenly look down at my feet, which were all of a sudden all too interesting in how they shuffled crooked lines in my anxiety, " There might be SOMETHING that you could do to repay me…"
Ha! Thought that I was going to get to the point there, huh? Sorry, I wanted to get something else out before I got to the meat of the matter… I know, it's short, and a little sucky, but a lot of this fic is going to be short chaptered, but don't worry, things will get interesting in the near future! Iknow the coupling is freaking some folks out a little, but I think that it's an interesting possibility, and I'll make that possibility as painless as possible (excluding the bondage scene…kidding!) One love!