Title: The Chaos before (and during) Christmas (3/8)
Author: Chibi Wingzero
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Seto/Jou, Yami/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou, Marik/Malik, Honda/Otogi, one sided Anzu/Yami, one sided Honda/Anzu
Beta: MOFAF (MomOfFluffyAndFluffier).
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I am merely borrowing the Yu-Gi-Oh cast. They will be returned in one piece…. Hopefully.
Summary: Both Seto and Jou have been wanting each other for a long time. Mokuba and Yugi have decided to do something about it. Together they plan an unforgettable Christmas party.
Chapter Title: Unexpected Twists Can Lead to Interesting Results
----5 days before Christmas----
Seto woke up to the sounds of Christmas songs blaring on some speaker within his mansion. He glared at his alarm clock as if it was responsible for his predicament. As he was caught in his glaring contest, he didn't notice the door open and someone sneak into his room. Instead he turned to his side so that he could get more sleep.
Unfortunately a certain someone decided it was high time he woke up. Blue eyes cracked open and regarded the intruder with annoyance. He sighed as it wasn't even time for him to be awake. Suddenly, that intruder bounded onto his bed, invading his personal space. "Mokuba, what are you doing up this early, and it's not even Christmas morning."
"You still have to get ready for work, and besides, I need you to drop me off at Yugi's place," Mokuba grinned from ear to ear. Last night he received a phone call from Yugi. The three of them managed to get Jou to confess who he liked. Now it was up to them to help Jou give the perfect gift. Jou had bought a plushie, but he also wanted to make something special for Seto. Mokuba whole heartedly volunteered to help him and Yugi with the present.
Seto meanwhile was raising a brow. First Mokuba practically forced him to agree to a Christmas party. Now he wanted a lift to Yugi's. What was he up to? More to the point, did he even want to know? "Fine, but you'd better be ready by the time I'm leaving." –I'm going soft. - He thought miserably.
"No problem," Mokuba chirped way too enthusiastically for this time in the morning. He bounded off the bed, heading towards the door and then to the kitchen.
Shaking his head, Seto slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Once he was finished with his morning rituals, he re-entered his bedroom to change. This time he decided to go with casual business attire. Besides, he wasn't dressing to impress. After all, this was his company.
When his appearance met his standards, Seto headed down to the kitchen. His staff was scurrying about their business, not minding his presence. He stopped his chauffer and told him the change in plans, but Mokuba had already beaten him to it. His chauffer chuckled as his boss muttered something about sugar and kids not mixing well.
Now that he thought about it, Mokuba had been acting strange for the past few days. First he insisted on having a Christmas party, something he normally wouldn't do. Second, it was clear that he and Yugi were much closer friends than he estimated. Third, the little scamp was up to something, but he couldn't place his finger on it. Most likely it was related to the strange behavior in his younger brother. Fourth, Mokuba was way too cheerful that early in the morning. Given the chance, Mokuba would sleep in until someone hauled him out of bed.
Once he reached the kitchen, Seto found his brother already half-way finished with his stack of pancakes. He frowned upon this. Did he not tell his cooks to make his brother healthy meals? He needed to have a word with them later, and if they were lucky, they may keep their jobs after Christmas.
"What are you planning to do at Yugi's place?" Seto inquired curiously as he took a seat at the table. A plate of eggs, bacon, and toast as well as a cup of black coffee was placed in front of him. He watched his brother take his time to answer the question.
Mokuba knew Seto disapproved of him talking with his mouth full so he had to swallow, giving him a moment to think of an excuse. He couldn't tell Seto that he was going to help Jou make a Christmas present for him. It would be better if he found out during the party. That was it! "We were going to go over the details for the party. It won't take long and I will be back long before you come home."
Seto had his doubts, but he knew Yugi well enough to trust that he wouldn't purposely endanger Mokuba's life. Hell he even risked his soul to save theirs, even though Seto didn't want the help in the first place. "I want you to have your cell phone on at all times and make sure to bring your charger."
"Yes captain," Mokuba declared, giving a mock salute with his fork still in his hand. "Nothing will go wrong." He then promptly dug into the remainder of his breakfast.
-Why do I have this feeling that things will go otherwise?-
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Later that day, Seto slumped over in his chair. The last of the bugs had been dealt with. Now they could actually make the release date they had planned. It wasn't too late, especially with those last minute shoppers. Plus, there were plenty of people that exchanged their gifts after Christmas. This meant the discs would have to be made quickly. Good thing, everything else, such as the manuals, boxes, and cases, had been taken care of. It was just a faulty program.
He glanced over at the clock. Was it already three in the afternoon? Seto let out a long sigh. He needed time away from his office. Perhaps, he should grab lunch while he was at it. Not a second later, his stomach voiced its agreement. Was the mutt rubbing off on him? It couldn't be. He chalked it up to seven hours without anything to eat and here he was worrying about Mokuba's eating habits when he should be worried about his own.
-Hm, where do I want to eat? - Seto thought as he donned his usual trench coat. –I don't wish to be mobbed. That rules out my favorite restaurants. Plus, I'm not about to eat at a fast food joint.- He had enough time to think on the way down to his limo.
After making a call to his chauffer, he exited his office to find his personal assistant hard at work. It was more like kissing his ass. He also noted that she was in another one of those outfits. –Quick, someone call the fashion police. - As if he cared about the latest trend. It was too revealing for his liking. Shouldn't she be cold in this type of weather?
"Kaiba-sama," she called his name, causing him to swear softly. "What should I tell your clients?" She quickly picked up a pad of paper and a pen, trying to appear all business.
"I have already talked to them," Seto informed her, not missing a beat. He walked towards the elevator, ignoring her protests. She would definitely have to be replaced. It was only a matter of when he would do it.
Just as he stepped out of the building, a snowflake landed on his nose, followed by another. Soon several frozen particles were floating down from the sky. Seto cursed as the limo door was opened for him. He stepped into the automobile without a word.
"Where to, Kaiba-sama?" Even though he was much older than Seto, he still had to treat his boss with respect. He had known Seto ever since he inherited the company, and unknowingly, he thought of Seto as the son he never had.
"The mall," Seto replied in a distant voice. Something had been bothering him, and he didn't like it, not one bit. Looking out the window he watched the white flakes drift towards the earth as if being pulled by some unknown force. It was kind of like his relationship with the mutt. –Where the hell did that come from?-
He really ought to cut back on his late nights. For a moment there, he actually thought… Who was he kidding? He had been in too deep for a long time, but he denied it as always. Speaking of which, he still needed to buy him a present, and he wasn't referring to his brother.
When they arrived at the mall, Seto was surprised it wasn't busy, but considering it was a weekday, it meant that it will be crowded later in the evening. He stepped out of the limo and made his way into the large building. As soon as he entered, he was pelted by the sounds of carolers. No wonder why Bakura couldn't stand them. They were as annoying as his employees. They would have been more annoying, but he had to deal with them only once a year.
Inside the mall, several Christmas trees were colorfully decorated. He took note of a particular tree with duel monster decorations on it. Whoever that person was, he or she had good taste. The others were decorated with the traditional Christmas decorations. It made him feel sick just looking at them. It was one of the many reasons why he disliked this holiday. He glanced over at a particular store, but had to look away quickly. A bright light was angled to where it blinded him. He would have sued the moron, but it wasn't worth his time and effort. Whoever that person was should be lucky, but alas, she had no idea her shiny Christmas tree could cause so much trouble.
The rest of the mall was decorated with bows, wreaths, garlands, mistletoe, and various other Christmas type decorations. He avoided being under a mistletoe at all cost. Who knew if some perverted fangirl was waiting for a chance to kiss him? He blanched at the thought.
As Seto walked down the mall, he also thought of what to buy Jou. Just great, now he was acting like one of those fools. Was it worth his pride and dignity? He imagined honey colored eyes lighting up as he hugged his present, followed by a special something for Seto. Oh yeah, it was definitely going to be worth it.
Now the problem was finding something Jou would actually want. He knew Jou to be a decent duelist. It was a known fact, but he was definitely not going to mention that, especially in front of him. Another thing he knew was that the blond had a voracious appetite. He could buy him all the food he wanted, but he didn't want two things. First, he didn't want a fat puppy. Second, he wanted it to last more than a day. After all, this would be his first gift to anyone outside his family. He wanted it to be special.
Seto wrinkled his nose when he reached what seemed to be the clothing section of the mall. They had their best outfits on display or what they thought was popular. He thought their clothing was extremely tacky and wouldn't even dare making his pup wear that. It was just cruel and unusual punishment. A particular outfit caught his attention. Normally he could care less, but he remembered he had seen it somewhere. It was something a woman would use to seduce a man. Then it hit him. His personal assistant wore that a couple days ago.
-Should I break the news to her before or after Christmas? - Seto pondered. He didn't care if she was heartbroken during the festive holiday. She should have known better than to play with fire.
A large bookstore had cheesy Christmas songs playing over the speakers, making Seto want to strangle the moron who put on that music. Besides, the only books he had seen Jou read were comic books. He didn't know what series the blond liked and asking his friends was out of the question.
After he walked through the entire mall, Seto was about to give up when he noticed a small store. It wasn't the type that screamed the Christmas spirit. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Instead of the usual red, green, or silver decorations, it had mostly dark colors, particularly black. Their display was rather odd as it held barely anything. It had a few items, but it was hard to tell what their purpose was unless that person knew in the first place. Foxy dreams was an adult store. He was sure of it by the innuendo. It wouldn't hurt to check out the place. So far no one had recognized him, and, he hoped, no one would any time soon.
Upon entering the store, he found his suspicions to be true. There was an entire wall dedicated to magazines, books, pictures, and various articles that had images of either nude men or women. One aisle had different kinds of lube and a few book on positions. Another aisle held items for bondage. He raised his brow upon seeing that, mentally noting to take a closer look some time in the future. In a third aisle, there were different kinds of sexual play toys. Seto would definitely have to look there one of these days. The fourth one was the same as the third. The fifth one held condoms and other protective devices. In the back, there were racks of very risqué outfits. Suddenly he felt the warmth go to his groin as he imagined his pup in one of those.
A familiar person made his way to the counter. He placed a set of hand cuffs, a couple of sex toys, and a giant tube of lube on the counter. "Do you handle gift wrapping?"
"Sure we do," the white haired young man spoke. He was too cheerful for Seto's liking. "If you make a purchase of twenty dollars or more, it's free."
"Great," the Egyptian smiled. He watched as his items were being rung. –Maybe I can pick up something for Bakura while I'm here. He definitely could use a release, and Ryou's innocence isn't helping either. - He turned to look at the play toys.
Seto practically dove into the lube section. He certainly wasn't expecting Malik to be here out of all places. Watching the blond carefully, he made sure his presence went unnoticed by the two. He had to basically bend over due to his height. When the Egyptian found something, he had to quickly move over as to remain unnoticed.
In his effort to get away, Seto knocked over a large bottle. His quick reflexes saved him from being caught. He was about to place it back on the shelf when he noticed it was a bottle of chocolate flavored lube. Now if he knew his pup, Jou loved anything with chocolate. He even tried chocolate covered ants at one time. How disgusting.
Glancing towards the register, he noticed Malik waiting for his other gift to be wrapped. Just how long was he in his thoughts? As long as Malik didn't see him, everything would be fine. After what seemed to be hours, the Egyptian finally left with his packages in hand.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" The all too friendly sales person inquired. How did he get there?
It took all of Seto's will power to remain calm and to not strangle him for sneaking up on him. No one, except Mokuba, had ever caught him off guard. "I'm looking for a present." Gods, he hated asking for help.
"Who is this present for?" The white haired worker inquired with amusement. –He reminds me of my brother. I wonder where his buttons are. Hm, better not since he is a paying customer.-
"…….. It's none of your damn business," Seto stammered, blushing a bright red. How dare this nobody ask him a personal question!
The worker's smile became wider. "This must be for a special someone then." He sauntered over to where the clothing was located. Noting the blush deepen, he knew he hit the nail on the head and hard too. "The reason why I asked is because you wouldn't want to give just anything to your special someone." He deliberately paused and tapped his chin with one of his fingers. "It has to be something special and meant only for him."
"How do you know?" Seto spluttered, his grip tightening on the bottle. It was a miracle the thing didn't explode under pressure.
"For starters, you have a giant bottle of lube," he answered, to which Seto looked down at his hand. "Second, you were busy checking out one of my customers."
Seto scowled when he heard this. He wasn't checking out Malik. It was more like hiding from him, because the Egyptian would never let it down. Plus, he didn't want the others to find out he had been in one of these shops.
"I would suggest one of these lovely outfits," the worker smirked as he showed three different outfits. "Or maybe one of these others is more to your liking."
"I'll take that one."
