Corporate Troubles
Kawaii Chibi Kitty Angel
Chapter 6: Life With The Kaibas, Part 1
Seto Kaiba was completely, totally stark naked. Her extremely feminine curves had condensation from the stream running slowly over them, and her face had heated like an oven. Backing up slowly, like one in a trance, she stepped back in the bathroom, and closed the door. Jounouchi stared at the towel on the ground, slowly pushing his jaw up with one finger. He walked stiffly out of the room, running into the door before opening it.
A scream of rage came from inside the bathroom as Seto finally came to her senses.
"JOUNOUCHI, YOU HENTAI BAKA!!!!!!!!!"
Mokuba was rocking back and forth in his bedroom with laughter, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Oh, Nee-sama- heeheehe......."
"I warned you, big sister!"
The afore-mentioned blonde was a bit too busy running for his life to her the soft laughter of the boy, as he was being persued by a female who would have had Satan terrified that she'd attempt to usurp him.
"IEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!" He screamed effeminately, running desperately from the now dressed girl. Which, frankly, wasn't surprising, considering she was now carrying the oak shower rod from the bathroom, which weighed a good fifty pounds. "DON'T KILL ME!!!!"
Seto Kaiba raced after him, not in the slightest bit surprised that she had learned how to weild an oaken shower rod in the mere three seconds it took for her lightly muscular arms to savagely rip it out of the wall.
"HENTAI!!!!!!!!" She shreeched, sounding like a rabid amazon that had been fed black coffee and some of Kristen's (A/N. A friend of mine) special recipe wormtinnies, who's main ingredient, unsurprisingly, was sugar. "I'LL RIP YOUR BALLS OFF!!!!"
Needless to say, this statement did nothing to pacify the pure terror coursing through Jounouchis veins, and, instead, caused him to emit a womanish noise not unlike the sound of a strangled cat. Dashing down the halls the speed of unrefined fear, the boy ran with his hands tossed in the air at a speed that offended light to no end.
Unfortunately, he discovered to his 'light bemusement', that wasn't enough- incidentally, around the same time Kaibe jumped on him and began to claw at his face with talon like hand. Also, incidentally, around the same time a small foot peeked out from a door and tripped him, sending the predator and prey rolling down the hall.
Fortunately for our rather unfortunate blonde, he landed on right on top of something very soft, and very, very angry. It was at this realization that he realized that it was not very fortunate at all. It was also at this realization that he realized that unless the very angry 'something' got her perky little ass up first, his leg was trapped underneath her thigh.
It was also at this realization that his face turned scarlet at the realization that his face was buried in he rather ample bosom of the 'something'... and that this 'something' was quivering was bridled rage. He squeaked, and raised his head to stare into the cobalt eyes of the 'something' that was planning his death, a plan in which involved many shiny and sharp objects, perhaps hiring Bakura to help- or, even better, Ryou when she was PMSing. A rather deranged grin snuck across her face.
Jounouchi immediately decided that he didn't like that grin very much. Not very much at all.
Acting on the immediate intinct preserved for not to getting killed by angry cross-dresser CEOs, he immediately grabbed the wrists of the rabid female and held them above her head so that she couldn't kill him... using her hands. Growling, she squirmed.
"I swear, Jounouchi, I will personally maim you for this, you sick, ecchi, idiotic BAKA!" She snarled, shoving her face close to his. He blushed and quickly used his free leg to pin down her strong one, which was making threatening gestures toward his pelvic area.
Because he didn't want to hurt his host and provoke her more, resulting in his death, Jounouchi attempted to remove his weight from her leg.
Which caused him to lose balance, unfortunately.
Which, in turn caused him to accidently pin the girl against the floor, and, because he had a hold of her wrists and could not catch his balance, caused his lips to mesh against hers.
Jounouchi's eyes widened.
"Are you sure this is such a good idea, Yami?" Ryou asked impatiently. "They could be busy."
Bakura gave an incredibly perverted- and incredibly sexy- smile, nuzzling Ryou's hair for the umpteenth time that night. "Hmm.... I wonder what they could be busy at, eh?"
Ryou smacked him. "Hentai. I can't believe you persuaded me to do this." She said grumpily.
The white-haired tombrobber's smile grew devious. "It took some very persuasive action, Ryou-chan... a little 'bribery'?"
Ryou's face turned crimson, and she smacked him, again, for the umpteenth time that night.
"Let's just get this over with. But, remember, this is all your fault if we get caught."
He snorted, wide-eyed. "Heeey!! Why me?"
Ryou's smirk rivalled Kaiba's.
"Because, Bakura, everything's your fault. Get used to it."