E.N: Hi! This is Ladyschumon aka: Jay aka: The editor-lawyer speaking.
Osiris-Lee, aka: Kylie, is away on holiday for 3 weeks but kindly gave me
this little chapter 3 to upload for her! So don't expect chpt. 4 for at
-least- 3 weeks, probably more as she is slow! XP We hope you enjoy this
chapter and if she spelt Mokuba wrong, say so in the reviews. I think it's
spelt 'Mokuba' but she wrote 'Mokoba'. As she is more Yu-Gi-Oh-ly inclined
than myself, I thought I best go with her spelling. Please, correct us if
we're wrong! Thank you!
Disclaimer: This is Ms. Lee's editor-lawyer speaking again. Ms. Lee, as was stated previously, does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or its characters. She does, however, own the majority of the plot, save the one sided Mokuba/Ryou, that belongs to me. Thank you for your time and please don't sue.
Warnings: Shounen-ai, maybe yaoi, if I can con her into it. Oh yes, one sided Mokuba/Ryou because those Kaiba-brothers love their ukes! ^.~
Pairings: Seto/You, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou and the infamous one sided Mokuba/Ryou.
Now go read and review, my lovelies! XD
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This job worries me. Not the whole guarding business, any mindless moron could do that, but the fact that we know next to nothing about the man we're guarding. Jou's been acting up too, the rate he's consuming aspirin is alarming. I have a feeling there's something he's not telling us. That, is completely unacceptable. If there's something important he has to say he'd better come out with it and quickly. For the benefit of all of us.
Maybe then I'll be able to shake this feeling.
-Yami
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Knocking on the door for the fifth time, Yami watched his younger lover jump impatiently from foot to foot. Even years of fighting the scum of the streets had not managed to strip Yugi's innocent, childlike attitude. 'Keep doing that and you'll wear a hole in the carpet.' He said with a smile, ruffling the shorter man's hair. Yugi halted his bouncing and sent Yami a mock glare accompanied by a pout.
'But Jou's taking so lo~ng!' he complained, trying the doorhandle once again with the same result, locked. 'Jou's not that heavy a sleeper!'
'Maybe he's really tired.' Yami started, before sighing and pulling out a selection of lock picks. 'I'll stop making excuses, anymore waiting and he'll be late.' With that said, he stooped to lock level.
'Yami, are you sure we should-?'
'Too late now.' Yami stepped back and pushed open the door, allowing Yugi to enter before he himself walked into the dimly lit room.
Jou, as expected, was sprawled across the double bed, mouth open, shirt ridden up and white sheets tangled up between himself and the floor. The rest of the room, obviously reasonably untouched by Jou, was clean and decorated with a moderately expensive flair. Lush cream carpet covered the floor, setting off the cream-yellow walls and deep blue sealing. The heavy curtains, also a deep blue, had been hastily drawn closed, letting a thin slide of pale winter sun to stretch across the length of the room. The room was modestly furnished, a wardrobe and dresser being the only pieces in the room, both mahoganies to match the bed. Picking his way through Jou's luggage on the floor, Yugi made it safely to the bedside, giving Jou a gentle poke in the side.
'Jou? Jou, wake up.' Jou didn't reply, rolling over onto his stomach and drooling on the pillow. (A.N: Elegance at its best, that's our Jou) Yugi shot a despairing look at Yami, before trying again. Yami, on the other hand, was more interested in the numerous pill bottles scattered across the dresser. 'Aspirin, Panadol, sleeping tablets, any idea how long Jou's been taking these Yugi?'
'Not a clue.'
'Hn.' Yami squinted at the label through the gloom, eyes widening slightly before he shook the bottle. 'Yugi, try waking him up again, quickly.' Yugi, confused by the urgency in Yami's voice, nodded, shaking Jou again before jumping up and down on the bed, effectively waking Jou up.
'Eughrn?' Jou mumbled incoherently, opening one eye sleepily. 'Oh, hey Yugi.' Yugi beamed brightly, happily telling Jou about how it was about time he woke up. Yami shook his head, smiling, and picked Yugi up off the bed, placing him back on the floor and taking his place by the bedside.
'Jou, how long have you been taking these?' Jou peered at the bottle for a moment before lying down on the pillow.
'Since yesterday.' Yami raised a suspicious eyebrow before unscrewing the lid and inspecting the contance of the half empty pill bottle.
'Jou! The packet said you should only take two a day!' Jou muttered something about not knowing Yami spoke French before speaking up with a shrug.
'Couldn't sleep.' Yami wasn't convinced, but let the matter drop.
'You'd better get up, you're late already and you shouldn't keep Kaiba-san waiting.'
'So he's Kaiba-SAN now is he?' replied Jou, pulling his shit off in favour of a reasonably unwrinkled one.
'Just try to get along with him okay?'
'Whatever.' Jou grabbed a comb, running it through his heavy bangs. 'Okay, what now?'
'You go and meet Kaiba-san.' Yugi piped up, offering Jou his jacket. 'He said he'd wait for you out the front.'
'Thanks Yuge.' Jou affectionately ruffled the tri-coloured man's hair before turning and sprinting down the corridor. Yugi came up behind Yami, wrapping his arm's around his lover's waist.
'How many of those tablet's did Jou take anyway?' Yami shook his head, pocketing the aforementioned pill bottle.
'I don't think we want to know.'
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Checking his watch for the fiftieth time, Seto leaned heavily against the back door of his waiting limousine. Only two minutes had passed since he last checked. Damn. He groaned. That's another two minutes late. Katsuya, Jou, Seto allowed himself the luxury of calling him that in his mind, certainly wasn't about to win any prizes for his punctuality.
Alerted by the sound of heavy foot falls, Seto glanced up to see the aforementioned blond jogging out the front door, still tugging a jacket over his shoulders. Straightening, Seto checked his watch once more. Fifteen minutes left to get through peak hour traffic. Damn.
'Sorry I'm late Kaiba-san.' Jou panted, out of breath from running.
'Too late to worry about that now.' The brunette snapped, opening the limo door and sliding inside. When the blond didn't follow, Seto growled. Did he have to tell him everything? Jou was still standing outside, head tilted to the side, watching the door his employer had just gone through. He was obviously puzzeled as to what he should be doing, it was clear in his eyes. Seto rolled his eyes.
'Just like a puppy.' He thought with a quick grin, before sticking his head back through the open door.
'Well come on.' he paused for a moment, a smirk forming on his lips. 'Puppy.' Seething silently, Jou slipped onto the plush leather interior of the limo after the brunette. What the hell was with this guy anyway?
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Back in the mansion, Mokoba was going through a completely different dilemma. Now, he'd known he was gay for some time, several embarrassing events and dreams had proven that, but never had he thought he'd be in a situation like this. The previous evening, after making sure Seto was out like a light, he'd trotted off to the living room to find three of the four guards in pleasant conversation. After introducing himself to the trio, Mokoba was pleased to find them capable of intelligent conversation and had been willing to tell them a little more of the situation. To Yami and Yugi, he'd provided a house map, he wasn't going to kid himself. The house was dead easy to become lost in and he didn't want the pair dying of dehydration or something if they became lost. Then he'd looked at Ryou. Really looked. The thought of Ryou made Mokoba's cheeks warm. The older man was, well, an angel; soft grey-white hair, doey brown eyes and a brilliant smile, in a word, gorgeous. Mokoba sighed, flopping back onto his bed and grinning. And single by the sounds of it. Moving from the bed to the mirror, he pulled a hair brush through his ebony locks. Yes, he would admit he had a thing for older men. Subduing older men, that is. Most of his deepest, darkest fantasies evolved strapping older men to beds and-. Mokoba shook his head, now was not the time to go thinking those things. He licked his lips, puling his hair back into a ponytail. He'd been ecstatic when Ryou had told him that'd he would be accompanying him to school, grateful for once of his brother's over protectiveness, anything to make that gilded cage slightly more bearable. He stood back from the mirror and, when pleased with his looks, moved for the door. Just wait until those fag- aphoebes saw Ryou. Yup, life just became a lot sweeter.
The Kaiba's kitchen, applied with every cooking gadget and gizmo imaginable, was decorated almost completely in shades. The walls were white, the floor and bench tops pitch black and the cupboards a dark grey. The black tiled floor, swept spotless by the clearer earlier that morning, was heated, sending warmth through Mokoba's unclad feet. Ryou, already dressed and seated at the table, was clutching a mug of coffee and reading the paper. Plastering a grin onto his face, Mokoba bounced over to the older boy, grabbing the cereal on the way.
'Morning Ryou!' he chirped, plonking down opposite him. Ryou looked up from the paper, gracing the younger Kaiba with a smile. Mokoba swooned.
'Good morning Kaiba-san.' Ryou replied, taking another sip from his coffee mug before adding, 'Are you almost ready for school?'
'Firstly, yes, I am ready so we'll leave shortly. Secondly, drop the Kaiba- san.' Mokoba pulled a face, pouring milk onto his cereal. 'It makes me feel old.' Nodding, Ryou took his now empty mug to the sink.
'Hai Mokoba. I'm ready to leave whenever you are.'
'Good.' Mokoba drowned the rest of his breakfast. 'I'll be right back down.' With that, he bolted back up the stairs, grinning madly. Life, in general, just became a whole lot better! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Stepping gracefully from the limo, Seto stood to his full hight, dusting some non existent dust from his blue suit. The traffic had been reasonably light, his driver knowing all the correct roads to take of course, so they were not as late as Seto had originally feared. Hearing a low whistle behind him, Seto turned to see Jou staring at the mansion before them in its full glory.
'Quite a place they have here.'
'That's one way of putting it.' Seto muttered, shading his eyes. 'It's very,' Jou waved his hands a little, looking for the correct word. 'Very, very pink.'
There would have really been no other way to describe it. The mansion, from its walls to the fence posts, was a gaudy shade of pink with crimson awnings and window sills. Pink and red flamingo's dotted the impossibly green lawn while strangely shaped bushes bordered the house. Kaiba's faced held a strained look as he walked through the open gate, pressing the intercom.
'Kaiba-san?' a voice purred over the intercom. Seto gave the intercom a strange look before replying. 'Speaking'
'I'm so glad you've arrived!' the voice purred smoothly, dripping in honey. 'Please make you're way to the front door, I'll be right with you.'
'Sleaze.' Jou muttered when the intercom beeped off, only to receive a glare from Seto.
'Keep your mouth shut Inu.'
Jou, fuming, stalked along the path behind Seto, almost knocking any off the plastic flamingos that happened to get in this way. Stupid flamingos, they reminded him of his mother.
'Jou-kun, I'm sure my flamingos don't deserve that sort of treatment.' The voice from the intercom announce, amused. Looking up, Jou was met with a pair of light brown eyes.
'Good morning Kaiba-san, Jou-kun. I'm pleased you could make it to my humble abode.' The man standing in front of the pair was as strange as the house itself. Light brown eyes, silver-white shoulder length hair and a freaky smile would be strange enough for anybody, but he had topped it off with a red suit and pink shirt with a little bit of red ribbon around the collar.
'What the? How the hell does this whacko know my name?' Thought Jou. The man's smile just grew wider.
'Pegasus-san' acknowledged Seto, offering his hand to shake. 'A pleasure to meet you.'
'Pleasure's all mine.' replied Pegasus, the grin turning into a smirk. 'Please, come in.' Following the strange man, Seto and Jou were led through a house that was as pink as the outside until they reached a different room, this one in green. Jou sighed in relief, his eyes glad to be rid of the strain. Closing the door softly behind Pegasus and Seto, Jou took a place by the back wall. It was times like these he wished he'd brought his book; he really had no interest in business meetings. Closing his eyes for a moment, he was startled to meet Pegasus's brown ones once again.
'Won't you join us at the table Jou? It's really not polite for you two be standing while we sit.'
'Okay, now this guy's really scaring me.' Jou thought, nodding uneasily to Pegasus and moving around him to take a seat next to Kaiba who, by the look on his face, wasn't any more comfortable with the situation.
'Now Kaiba-san,' begun Pegasus, seating himself across the table and helping himself to a bottle of pink Champaign, 'What I would really like to talk to you about is that amazing new program you managed to come up with hmm?' Seto's eyes narrowed.
'And what I would like to know is how you have found out about it. That information is strictly confidential.
'Oh I have my ways Kaiba-boy.' Jou could see Seto tense at the nick name. 'I also happen to have heard about your recent government problems.' 'Oh really?' Seto was taking a new approach. 'And what is it you have heard?' 'What I've heard isn't important.' Pegasus took a sip from his wine glass. 'What is important though, is that I can fix it.'
Jou shifted uneasily in his seat. He could see where this was going, clearly Seto could as well. Though Seto was handling it much better then he was of course. 'And why,' Seto begun, tone cool. 'Would you be willing to do that?'
'Because you have something I want.' It was a simple, to the point statement.
'The program?'
'Bingo.'
'No. The program needs to be destroyed. It's a virus, letting it loose over the internet could cause billions of dollars in damage.' Seto raked a hand through his hair. 'I don't want to be the cause of that.'
Pegasus has tilted his head to the side, his look calculating.
'I really think it would be in your best interest-' He was interrupted by Seto slamming his fist to the table.
'I already told you Pegasus -'san'.' He ground out, eyes narrowing dangerously. 'I'm in this far, the last think I want to do is dig myself in any deeper.' Gathering his briefcase, Seto pushed back his chair and stood, 'Good day.' Watching Seto stalk from the roo, Pegasus only smirked.
'You'll be digging yourself in deeper no matter what you do 'Kaiba-boy.' He leered, taking another sip of Champaign. 'Watch yourself.'
He nodded to Jou, smirk still firmly in place.
'Au revoir Jou, I imagine we'll be meeting again soon.' He chuckled as Jou scuttled from the room after Seto, before letting the smirk fall from his face. Things were not going to plan. This was certainly a dampener on his say, now he was going to have to put his back up plan into action. He pulled out a black cell phone (A.N: No, it's not pink!) and mashed a few buttons, sculling the rest of his alcohol in the process. It took several minutes for the line to be picked up. 'Whaddaya want?' Pegasus's smirk returned, obviously he had woken the man on the other end of the line up.
'Good morning to you too Bakura.'
There was a growl from the other end.
'Pegasus.'
'Now now,' The silver haired man chided. 'That's no way to treat your employer.'
'Just get on with it.' Pegasus' smirk widened to a grin. He always liked Bakura, straight to the point.
'Well let's just say, I have a little job for you.'
Disclaimer: This is Ms. Lee's editor-lawyer speaking again. Ms. Lee, as was stated previously, does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or its characters. She does, however, own the majority of the plot, save the one sided Mokuba/Ryou, that belongs to me. Thank you for your time and please don't sue.
Warnings: Shounen-ai, maybe yaoi, if I can con her into it. Oh yes, one sided Mokuba/Ryou because those Kaiba-brothers love their ukes! ^.~
Pairings: Seto/You, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou and the infamous one sided Mokuba/Ryou.
Now go read and review, my lovelies! XD
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This job worries me. Not the whole guarding business, any mindless moron could do that, but the fact that we know next to nothing about the man we're guarding. Jou's been acting up too, the rate he's consuming aspirin is alarming. I have a feeling there's something he's not telling us. That, is completely unacceptable. If there's something important he has to say he'd better come out with it and quickly. For the benefit of all of us.
Maybe then I'll be able to shake this feeling.
-Yami
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Knocking on the door for the fifth time, Yami watched his younger lover jump impatiently from foot to foot. Even years of fighting the scum of the streets had not managed to strip Yugi's innocent, childlike attitude. 'Keep doing that and you'll wear a hole in the carpet.' He said with a smile, ruffling the shorter man's hair. Yugi halted his bouncing and sent Yami a mock glare accompanied by a pout.
'But Jou's taking so lo~ng!' he complained, trying the doorhandle once again with the same result, locked. 'Jou's not that heavy a sleeper!'
'Maybe he's really tired.' Yami started, before sighing and pulling out a selection of lock picks. 'I'll stop making excuses, anymore waiting and he'll be late.' With that said, he stooped to lock level.
'Yami, are you sure we should-?'
'Too late now.' Yami stepped back and pushed open the door, allowing Yugi to enter before he himself walked into the dimly lit room.
Jou, as expected, was sprawled across the double bed, mouth open, shirt ridden up and white sheets tangled up between himself and the floor. The rest of the room, obviously reasonably untouched by Jou, was clean and decorated with a moderately expensive flair. Lush cream carpet covered the floor, setting off the cream-yellow walls and deep blue sealing. The heavy curtains, also a deep blue, had been hastily drawn closed, letting a thin slide of pale winter sun to stretch across the length of the room. The room was modestly furnished, a wardrobe and dresser being the only pieces in the room, both mahoganies to match the bed. Picking his way through Jou's luggage on the floor, Yugi made it safely to the bedside, giving Jou a gentle poke in the side.
'Jou? Jou, wake up.' Jou didn't reply, rolling over onto his stomach and drooling on the pillow. (A.N: Elegance at its best, that's our Jou) Yugi shot a despairing look at Yami, before trying again. Yami, on the other hand, was more interested in the numerous pill bottles scattered across the dresser. 'Aspirin, Panadol, sleeping tablets, any idea how long Jou's been taking these Yugi?'
'Not a clue.'
'Hn.' Yami squinted at the label through the gloom, eyes widening slightly before he shook the bottle. 'Yugi, try waking him up again, quickly.' Yugi, confused by the urgency in Yami's voice, nodded, shaking Jou again before jumping up and down on the bed, effectively waking Jou up.
'Eughrn?' Jou mumbled incoherently, opening one eye sleepily. 'Oh, hey Yugi.' Yugi beamed brightly, happily telling Jou about how it was about time he woke up. Yami shook his head, smiling, and picked Yugi up off the bed, placing him back on the floor and taking his place by the bedside.
'Jou, how long have you been taking these?' Jou peered at the bottle for a moment before lying down on the pillow.
'Since yesterday.' Yami raised a suspicious eyebrow before unscrewing the lid and inspecting the contance of the half empty pill bottle.
'Jou! The packet said you should only take two a day!' Jou muttered something about not knowing Yami spoke French before speaking up with a shrug.
'Couldn't sleep.' Yami wasn't convinced, but let the matter drop.
'You'd better get up, you're late already and you shouldn't keep Kaiba-san waiting.'
'So he's Kaiba-SAN now is he?' replied Jou, pulling his shit off in favour of a reasonably unwrinkled one.
'Just try to get along with him okay?'
'Whatever.' Jou grabbed a comb, running it through his heavy bangs. 'Okay, what now?'
'You go and meet Kaiba-san.' Yugi piped up, offering Jou his jacket. 'He said he'd wait for you out the front.'
'Thanks Yuge.' Jou affectionately ruffled the tri-coloured man's hair before turning and sprinting down the corridor. Yugi came up behind Yami, wrapping his arm's around his lover's waist.
'How many of those tablet's did Jou take anyway?' Yami shook his head, pocketing the aforementioned pill bottle.
'I don't think we want to know.'
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Checking his watch for the fiftieth time, Seto leaned heavily against the back door of his waiting limousine. Only two minutes had passed since he last checked. Damn. He groaned. That's another two minutes late. Katsuya, Jou, Seto allowed himself the luxury of calling him that in his mind, certainly wasn't about to win any prizes for his punctuality.
Alerted by the sound of heavy foot falls, Seto glanced up to see the aforementioned blond jogging out the front door, still tugging a jacket over his shoulders. Straightening, Seto checked his watch once more. Fifteen minutes left to get through peak hour traffic. Damn.
'Sorry I'm late Kaiba-san.' Jou panted, out of breath from running.
'Too late to worry about that now.' The brunette snapped, opening the limo door and sliding inside. When the blond didn't follow, Seto growled. Did he have to tell him everything? Jou was still standing outside, head tilted to the side, watching the door his employer had just gone through. He was obviously puzzeled as to what he should be doing, it was clear in his eyes. Seto rolled his eyes.
'Just like a puppy.' He thought with a quick grin, before sticking his head back through the open door.
'Well come on.' he paused for a moment, a smirk forming on his lips. 'Puppy.' Seething silently, Jou slipped onto the plush leather interior of the limo after the brunette. What the hell was with this guy anyway?
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Back in the mansion, Mokoba was going through a completely different dilemma. Now, he'd known he was gay for some time, several embarrassing events and dreams had proven that, but never had he thought he'd be in a situation like this. The previous evening, after making sure Seto was out like a light, he'd trotted off to the living room to find three of the four guards in pleasant conversation. After introducing himself to the trio, Mokoba was pleased to find them capable of intelligent conversation and had been willing to tell them a little more of the situation. To Yami and Yugi, he'd provided a house map, he wasn't going to kid himself. The house was dead easy to become lost in and he didn't want the pair dying of dehydration or something if they became lost. Then he'd looked at Ryou. Really looked. The thought of Ryou made Mokoba's cheeks warm. The older man was, well, an angel; soft grey-white hair, doey brown eyes and a brilliant smile, in a word, gorgeous. Mokoba sighed, flopping back onto his bed and grinning. And single by the sounds of it. Moving from the bed to the mirror, he pulled a hair brush through his ebony locks. Yes, he would admit he had a thing for older men. Subduing older men, that is. Most of his deepest, darkest fantasies evolved strapping older men to beds and-. Mokoba shook his head, now was not the time to go thinking those things. He licked his lips, puling his hair back into a ponytail. He'd been ecstatic when Ryou had told him that'd he would be accompanying him to school, grateful for once of his brother's over protectiveness, anything to make that gilded cage slightly more bearable. He stood back from the mirror and, when pleased with his looks, moved for the door. Just wait until those fag- aphoebes saw Ryou. Yup, life just became a lot sweeter.
The Kaiba's kitchen, applied with every cooking gadget and gizmo imaginable, was decorated almost completely in shades. The walls were white, the floor and bench tops pitch black and the cupboards a dark grey. The black tiled floor, swept spotless by the clearer earlier that morning, was heated, sending warmth through Mokoba's unclad feet. Ryou, already dressed and seated at the table, was clutching a mug of coffee and reading the paper. Plastering a grin onto his face, Mokoba bounced over to the older boy, grabbing the cereal on the way.
'Morning Ryou!' he chirped, plonking down opposite him. Ryou looked up from the paper, gracing the younger Kaiba with a smile. Mokoba swooned.
'Good morning Kaiba-san.' Ryou replied, taking another sip from his coffee mug before adding, 'Are you almost ready for school?'
'Firstly, yes, I am ready so we'll leave shortly. Secondly, drop the Kaiba- san.' Mokoba pulled a face, pouring milk onto his cereal. 'It makes me feel old.' Nodding, Ryou took his now empty mug to the sink.
'Hai Mokoba. I'm ready to leave whenever you are.'
'Good.' Mokoba drowned the rest of his breakfast. 'I'll be right back down.' With that, he bolted back up the stairs, grinning madly. Life, in general, just became a whole lot better! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Stepping gracefully from the limo, Seto stood to his full hight, dusting some non existent dust from his blue suit. The traffic had been reasonably light, his driver knowing all the correct roads to take of course, so they were not as late as Seto had originally feared. Hearing a low whistle behind him, Seto turned to see Jou staring at the mansion before them in its full glory.
'Quite a place they have here.'
'That's one way of putting it.' Seto muttered, shading his eyes. 'It's very,' Jou waved his hands a little, looking for the correct word. 'Very, very pink.'
There would have really been no other way to describe it. The mansion, from its walls to the fence posts, was a gaudy shade of pink with crimson awnings and window sills. Pink and red flamingo's dotted the impossibly green lawn while strangely shaped bushes bordered the house. Kaiba's faced held a strained look as he walked through the open gate, pressing the intercom.
'Kaiba-san?' a voice purred over the intercom. Seto gave the intercom a strange look before replying. 'Speaking'
'I'm so glad you've arrived!' the voice purred smoothly, dripping in honey. 'Please make you're way to the front door, I'll be right with you.'
'Sleaze.' Jou muttered when the intercom beeped off, only to receive a glare from Seto.
'Keep your mouth shut Inu.'
Jou, fuming, stalked along the path behind Seto, almost knocking any off the plastic flamingos that happened to get in this way. Stupid flamingos, they reminded him of his mother.
'Jou-kun, I'm sure my flamingos don't deserve that sort of treatment.' The voice from the intercom announce, amused. Looking up, Jou was met with a pair of light brown eyes.
'Good morning Kaiba-san, Jou-kun. I'm pleased you could make it to my humble abode.' The man standing in front of the pair was as strange as the house itself. Light brown eyes, silver-white shoulder length hair and a freaky smile would be strange enough for anybody, but he had topped it off with a red suit and pink shirt with a little bit of red ribbon around the collar.
'What the? How the hell does this whacko know my name?' Thought Jou. The man's smile just grew wider.
'Pegasus-san' acknowledged Seto, offering his hand to shake. 'A pleasure to meet you.'
'Pleasure's all mine.' replied Pegasus, the grin turning into a smirk. 'Please, come in.' Following the strange man, Seto and Jou were led through a house that was as pink as the outside until they reached a different room, this one in green. Jou sighed in relief, his eyes glad to be rid of the strain. Closing the door softly behind Pegasus and Seto, Jou took a place by the back wall. It was times like these he wished he'd brought his book; he really had no interest in business meetings. Closing his eyes for a moment, he was startled to meet Pegasus's brown ones once again.
'Won't you join us at the table Jou? It's really not polite for you two be standing while we sit.'
'Okay, now this guy's really scaring me.' Jou thought, nodding uneasily to Pegasus and moving around him to take a seat next to Kaiba who, by the look on his face, wasn't any more comfortable with the situation.
'Now Kaiba-san,' begun Pegasus, seating himself across the table and helping himself to a bottle of pink Champaign, 'What I would really like to talk to you about is that amazing new program you managed to come up with hmm?' Seto's eyes narrowed.
'And what I would like to know is how you have found out about it. That information is strictly confidential.
'Oh I have my ways Kaiba-boy.' Jou could see Seto tense at the nick name. 'I also happen to have heard about your recent government problems.' 'Oh really?' Seto was taking a new approach. 'And what is it you have heard?' 'What I've heard isn't important.' Pegasus took a sip from his wine glass. 'What is important though, is that I can fix it.'
Jou shifted uneasily in his seat. He could see where this was going, clearly Seto could as well. Though Seto was handling it much better then he was of course. 'And why,' Seto begun, tone cool. 'Would you be willing to do that?'
'Because you have something I want.' It was a simple, to the point statement.
'The program?'
'Bingo.'
'No. The program needs to be destroyed. It's a virus, letting it loose over the internet could cause billions of dollars in damage.' Seto raked a hand through his hair. 'I don't want to be the cause of that.'
Pegasus has tilted his head to the side, his look calculating.
'I really think it would be in your best interest-' He was interrupted by Seto slamming his fist to the table.
'I already told you Pegasus -'san'.' He ground out, eyes narrowing dangerously. 'I'm in this far, the last think I want to do is dig myself in any deeper.' Gathering his briefcase, Seto pushed back his chair and stood, 'Good day.' Watching Seto stalk from the roo, Pegasus only smirked.
'You'll be digging yourself in deeper no matter what you do 'Kaiba-boy.' He leered, taking another sip of Champaign. 'Watch yourself.'
He nodded to Jou, smirk still firmly in place.
'Au revoir Jou, I imagine we'll be meeting again soon.' He chuckled as Jou scuttled from the room after Seto, before letting the smirk fall from his face. Things were not going to plan. This was certainly a dampener on his say, now he was going to have to put his back up plan into action. He pulled out a black cell phone (A.N: No, it's not pink!) and mashed a few buttons, sculling the rest of his alcohol in the process. It took several minutes for the line to be picked up. 'Whaddaya want?' Pegasus's smirk returned, obviously he had woken the man on the other end of the line up.
'Good morning to you too Bakura.'
There was a growl from the other end.
'Pegasus.'
'Now now,' The silver haired man chided. 'That's no way to treat your employer.'
'Just get on with it.' Pegasus' smirk widened to a grin. He always liked Bakura, straight to the point.
'Well let's just say, I have a little job for you.'