A Not So Innocent Joke
Author: Freewater
Pairings: Seto/Jou Seto/Otogi
Disclaimers: I do NOT own these characters or Yu-Gi-Oh!, nor do I claim to. This story was written for the hell of it without profit. Please don't sue me, you won't get much
Rating: R for swearing and mature themes
Archive: If you want this story for your website then just make sure you ask me first
Notes: In light of my successful fic "An Innocent Joke?" I'm writing this one for everyone who enjoyed it and wanted to see a sequel made. Unfortunately this is not a sequel, but another story altogether. There won't be a sequel to that story since I can't think of anything to write for it. But this another fic where Seto does play a mean trick on poor Jou! ooooo These many circles can indicate a change of some kind. Time, scenery or character. Seto is eighteen and Jou is seventeen.
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Chapter Seven: Misery
::Three Days Later::
"SPOILED BRAT!"
"UGLY LOSER!"
"RICH BOY!"
Mokuba felt himself getting dizzy as he was roughly pushed around by the crowd of big kids who had swarmed around him. Taunting him until he cried out tears of both physical and emotional pain, just to get insulted for that as well.
"What a pansy!" One boy laughed, sticking his foot out to be tripped on as he was pushed into it, and sending the black haired boy falling face first into the dirt.
He then curled up into a ball, trying to keep his sobs under control as he clutched at his bleeding and pain filled nose.
School had just ended, and he was hoping to get off the school property and over to his awaiting body guard and limo before any of the larger kids of the school, all of whom were jealous of his older brother's wealth, caught up to him to pick another fight. But unfortunately for him, he got caught at the school gates and dragged into the back where the playground was, as well as where the rest of the school bullies were waiting for him.
He felt someone deliver him a painful kick to the ribs before the hands of at least four other bullies pulled and ripped at the backpack on his back, trying to get it off to get at what was inside.
Mokuba's eyes widened as he tried to turn himself over, pushing the hands away that were trying to steal his things. "No!" He cried.
One of the taller boys, Osuka, the leader of the entire group with short blonde hair, pushed his hands away in disgust before slapping him in the face. "Do you mind?!" He roared in annoyance, as if Mokuba had no right to defend his things.
He could do nothing but whimper pitifully as he tried to hold back his tears, feeling the many boys surrounding him take off the bag on his back as they sneered down at him. As if he had done them some major wrong by simply being alive.
"Hey cool! A cell phone!" Teimu cried out in delight, pulling the red cell out and holding it up for all to see his new prize.
Teimu was Osuka's best friend and second hand man, and they did everything together, including spending their time plotting ways to torture and humiliate Mokuba.
Osuka and Teimu were practically the ruler's of the school, both boys being blonde, most thought that they were brothers, which of course, they weren't. They just liked to pretend that they were due to horrible home lives that Mokuba used to pity them for. But not anymore.
In fact, they were the only reasons why he was picked on so much.
"Hey, leave him alone!!" A young red headed girl of about the same age cried out. Trying to run to Mokuba's aid on the ground before being held back by two other boys who'd grabbed her arms.
Mokuba clenched his eyes shut and let out a small sigh. Great. Hoshi, his best and only friend was there trying to defend him. That was the last thing he needed.
Teimu waved her off. "Aw, c'mon! We're just having a little fun!" He smiled, looking through the many interesting programs on the cell phone while the rest of the scavengers continued to rip, tear and fight over the back pack. Trying to get at any other cool thing that could be inside. And the mob only got madder when all they found was homework.
Mokuba wanted to get up and help her, but he was currently being held down by a nameless lackey who found slapping him in the face while laughing to be the most amusing thing to do with him.
Hoshi bristled. "If you don't stop I'm gonna tell your dad!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, and when both Osuka and Teimu froze, so did the rest of the group, even the kid repeatedly slapping Mokuba's face until it was red enough to match the blood that had smeared out of his nose.
For that, he was grateful. His face was starting to burn and if that had gone on any longer then he knew it would have bruised up. And that was something he wouldn't be able to hide from Seto in a million years.
Teimu simply stared at her, horror being the most obvious expression on his face.
Hoshi and Teimu were cousins, so she could tell his father about the stunts he was pulling with Osuka. And if that were to happen, then he knew he would get a severe beating, and Hoshi knew that too.
"You wouldn't." Was all he found he could say, disbelief evident in his voice that his own cousin would do something like that to him.
Hoshi took one look at where her best friend lay, and it was amazing how much rage she felt at the sight of him considering her young age. "I would." She snarled.
Teimu glared at her, as did Osuka, who didn't want his friend to get into that kind of trouble, and so, they backed off. And the rest of the group followed suit. Allowing Mokuba to get up while Hoshi yanked her arms away from the two boys to run and help him to his feet.
Teimu angrily whipped the cell phone to the ground where it smashed into many pieces, furious that his fun had been cut so short and that he wouldn't be getting to keep his new toy. "Fuck you, Hoshi," He sneered. "You're lucky we're related or else I'd kick your ass myself." He bit out before turning to storm away. Osuka flipping them off just as angrily before leaving to consol his friend.
The rest of the group, now without their leaders, quickly scattered.
Mokuba tried not to get angry at the sight of his phone that was now in many pieces in the dirt. But it was hard considering his brother had given it to him for his twelfth birthday, and so he started to angrily shake before going to pick up the pieces.
Hoshi wanted to help him, but she knew better than to try. She had already helped him against Osuka and Teimu, so now she knew that his pride would prevent her from helping him with the small task of gathering his many ruined things.
She had met his older brother before, a few times in fact, and so she could tell where their similarities lay, along with their differences.
Mokuba was much kinder and gentler than Seto was, but he was still just as prideful. And that made her fully aware of that fact of how angry he really was.
For showing tears in front of her, for being caught being beaten up in front of her, and then needing to be saved by her.
So Hoshi thought it best to just stay where she was as he picked up his things.
They were silent for the time being, until Mokuba finished gathering his torn papers and the last of the pieces to his cell phone. Slinging the strap of his backpack that wasn't ruined over the shoulder that wasn't hurting as much. "You really should stop defending me." He said, limping passed her.
Hoshi blinked, quickly following him. "What? Why?" She asked softly.
Mokuba scowled, a look that she so rarely saw on him, but one that she knew singled him out as a true Kaiba. "Because one day, Teimu's going to go through with his threat and hurt you too." He said simply, not wanting to face her out of the shame he felt.
Hoshi shook her head. "No he won't," She started. "Even if we weren't related I'm still a girl." She explained, for once happy that the whole male/female thing had restrictions against hitting the opposite sex.
Mokuba shook his head. "He's beaten up girls before, y'know. That won't stop him." He explained sadly, truly afraid for his friend.
Hoshi blinked at him in amazement.
She honestly didn't know that.
"Master Kaiba!"
Mokuba whipped his head up at the shout of his name, and Hoshi did the same simply to see who was calling him.
It was his body guard.
Mokuba sighed. The guy was just another nameless man in a suit who wore sunglasses to him. And once again, he wasn't around when he was needed.
It was no wonder how he got kidnaped so often.
"Master Kaiba, are you alright?!" The man asked, and while he was unable to see his eyes beneath the shades, Mokuba could tell by his facial expression that he was shocked by the rough sight of him.
"Do I look alright?" He grumbled, throwing the body guard off a little with how completely out of character that was of him.
"Uh... no sir, I just--"
"Whatever," The black haired boy mumbled miserably as he and Hoshi trudged passed him. "Just take me home, and you can give Hoshi a ride too." He ordered, trying to hide the small limp he had as he made it over to the limo and climbed inside, the red head following closely behind.
The body guard gave off a small sigh of annoyance, trying not to get so angry since it was a kid that he had to deal with before climbing into the driver's seat and driving off.
"Thanks for the ride, Mokuba." Hoshi said politely from where she sat.
"Don't mention it." Mokuba replied, digging through the mini fridge for something cool to stick on the more sore areas of his body.
Hoshi then went to sit next to him, pulling a handkerchief out of her pocket before wiping away some of the blood left on his face. He winced a little at first, but still allowed her to work.
"Thank you." He said softly.
"Don't mention it." She replied, mimicking his own response from earlier.
Mokuba then hesitated before asking. "Hoshi... can I stay over at your place tonight?"
She paused on her work for only a second, realizing why he would want to do that. "Don't want your brother to see this, huh?" She asked, getting back to work while Mokuba tried to dig through the small fridge again without getting in her way.
He sighed. "Yeah." He answered lamely, pulling out a small carton of cold milk before placing it gently over his red cheek. It wasn't an icepack, but it was better than nothing. "Besides," He started again. "He's got a date coming over tonight, and I don't want him worrying about me."
Hoshi sighed. "Okay, I guess." She gave in. "I just have to ask my mom first."
Mokuba nodded in understanding, realizing that he would have to go home first before he could sneak off to Hoshi's. Hopefully though, neither Seto or Jou would notice the state of his face and ask any questions. "Thanks."
The red head nodded in response, finishing with his face before wrapping her arms around her best friend in a tight hug.
At least it was Friday. And they both didn't have to go back to school for another two days. Hopefully Mokuba would heal up by then.
To Be Continued...........................................
Sorry that there was no Seto/Jou action in this chapter, but it has something to do with the plot for later on down the road (I think o.0) Anyway, hope that all enjoyed the chapter anyway, please be kind and tell me what you thought :)
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xxPetalsAndThorns9xx: Sorry about that, but for some odd reason even when I try and write Jou in character he always ends up out of character anyway. So yes, I do partially want him all innocent and stuff, but at the same time I'm trying to make still a bit of a badass. Hence, when he fought to protect Yugi a couple chapters ago. So sorry, but please just bare with me