Well! I certainly got a nice response from you guys (and gals) Well, mostly
gals I would think. Thanx as usual. Mind I just was informed I've been
spelling Jounichi incorrectly and it's actually supposed to be Jounouchi or
something like that. Whatever though. I'm not going to change over now
though cause, well, you know how it is. You read something but hear another
thing. I can never picture Jounouchi. Alas I'm a loser. But who really
cares? You all know who I'm talking about so, well, just deal with it!
I need to lighten up. It's just that I've finally gotten a negative
review and I'm slowly getting over it. I'm the kind of person that thrives
on personal cheerleaders. Just ask Jade Lily. She'll tell you. Any who. On
with chapter 6
Chapter 6
Seto's limo driver opened the trunk and carefully laid Jounichi's stuff as though it were glass and not Jou's old duffle bag and school bag. He quickly opened the door for Seto and waited until both boys were comfortably seated before rushing off to get in the driver's seat.
"Talk about service!" Jou thought. Glancing around the spacious limo he noticed a TV, a small fridge, not mentioning that the seats were all covered in leather. Jou also noticed a personal touch with Kaiba's laptop and a picture of Mokuba in the limo.
Unfortunately for Jou he couldn't avoid Seto forever. As it was when Jou had casually glanced over in the direction Seto was sitting in, his curious glance was met by a cold hard stare.
Jou quickly glanced away but Seto wouldn't have it. "Well?" He said irritably.
"Well what?"
"I think you owe me an explanation."
"I don't owe you anything!" Jou retorted mentally squirming at the guilt. Kaiba had just saved his butt back there but Jou wasn't going to say anything if he didn't have to. But Seto knew what he was owed and Jou could see it in his eyes. "Alright then. Thanks for helping me out." Then crossing his arms Jou turned in his chair and purposefully looked out the window as if there was something of interest out there through the tinted windows.
Seto scoffed seeing Jou's ploy for what it was. He let it pass though because they were almost at the mansion. "Besides," Seto thought. "I have ten days to interrogate him and I WILL get answers or my name's not Seto Kaiba." Smirking at Jou's back Seto started to undo his seatbelt. Jou couldn't see the mansion from that side. He was going to get quite a shocker when he turned around and Seto would have it all on tape.
"We're here." He said simply. Jou turned around acknowledging that he wasn't alone in the limo. He couldn't see much through the tinted windows but he could see something big.
Jou reached to the door handle with his sore arm but Seto grabbed it. "Jou," he said ignoring Jou's wince. "When you are living in my house you follow my rules. I pay people to open the door and carry luggage." Jou nodded and Seto released his arm. Seto's driver promptly opened the door and the two stepped out, Kaiba then Jounichi.
Jou was dumbfounded by what he saw. "Holy Shit." Was all his dry tongue could muster at the sight of Seto's house, "And I'm gonna be living here for ten days!" Jou thought excitedly. If he could just stay out of Kaiba's way this would be heaven on Earth!
"It is pretty big isn't it?" Seto said with a certain cockiness to his voice. "Mind," he added. "It must seem a lot bigger coming from that dump of an apartment.
Jou gritted his teeth. "Jerk." He muttered under his breath. But Seto heard. He fortunately chose to say nothing.
"Come on then." Seto said arrogantly walking up the front steps. "I'll have Cecelia, my head servant, show you to a room.
"A room?" Jou thought. "How many rooms are there to sleep in?"
Once Jou was inside the main hall he was once again dumfounded by the sheer size of the interior. So focused, was Jou, that he didn't hear Kaiba quietly say to Cecelia, "Show him to the sleeping quarters and let him pick a room to sleep in."
"Do you like it?" Seto said with a smirk interrupting Jou's train of thought. Jou, finally catching on to just how stupid he must look goggling at Seto's house, straightened up and said, "It's nice, but not too cosy looking."
Seto snorted at this. "Whatever." he said. "Cecelia will show you to a room now."
Jou nodded and followed Cecelia who was already moving up a large staircase to the right of the entrance. When at last, Cecelia slowed to a stop Jou knew he was doomed to be lost a million times over in the Kaiba mansion.
"You may pick any room you like in this hallway unless the door is locked." Cecelia said. "I will come back later to fetch you for dinner." And she bowed and left the way she came.
Jou looked down the hallway and sighed. So many rooms to choose from, and so little time. Excitement bubbled in Jou as though he were a small child on Christmas and he went from room to room opening doors at his leisure. Then he found a room that suited his mood. It was a pale blue room with an expensive looking comforter on the bed and matching accessories. Checking out the bathroom Jou noticed it was also large and contained a very large bathtub that Jou intended to occupy before the night was through. "This IS the life!" Jou thought reverently.
Jou then left the room and proceeded to count the number of doors down the room was. "Five doors from the way I came. Okay. I can do this. Pacing the hall, Jou checked the other doors looking for the 'locked' door. He found one exactly opposite the room Jou had chosen. "This must be Seto's room." Jou thought. Jou hoped he and Seto never got up at the same time. Suddenly overcome by a great curiousity as to what Seto's room looked like Jou jiggled the handle to see if it would open. No such luck. Then Jou felt a hand on his shoulder. Jumping a mile, Jou turned to see, not Seto, but Cecelia.
"Is there a reason you are trying to get into Mr. Kaiba's room, sir?" Jou squirmed under the scrutiny of the house keeper.
"Errrrrr. No. Of course not. My mistake." Jou said with a stupid grin on his face.
"Of course you weren't." Cecelia said with a look that plainly said she'd trust a cat with tuna more than Jou. "This way." She said. "Mr. Kaiba insists that you join him for dinner.
Jou followed closely determined not to get lost in the large house. When Jou got to the dining room though he was caught by surprise. Instead of a huge ornately decorated room and accessories, there was a simple yet elegant design to the room, and the table was small and simple. No candles or silver plated stuff anywhere. Just, practical.
Jou sat down in the chair Cecelia indicated for him and came back shortly bearing three large bowls of bright orange macaroni and cheese.
"Mokuba!" Seto called. "Your dinner's getting cold."
"I'm coming. Just let me finish this level. Pllllllleeeeeeeaaaaaassssssseeeee?!?!"
"Now, Mokuba!" Seto said, with a dangerous edge to his voice, Jou noted. Mokuba must have heard that too because he quickly showed up and tucked himself in and started ploughing into the pile of food.
Jou himself plunged into the pile of food realising just now that he hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. It's not that there was nothing to eat, it's just that Jou sometimes forgot to eat and no one but him cared if Jou was malnourished or not.
Seto, seemingly the only one in the room with manners, slowly ate his pile of mac and cheese while watching his guest shovel food into his mouth at alarming rates. "Rather like a dog." Seto thought. "I don't know why he bothers with the fork though." Mentally snickering, Seto was forced to keep his thoughts to himself. He couldn't really talk with his brother next to him eating in a similar manner.
After the macaroni was finished, Cecelia cleared the table and said. "I'm off for tonight, Mr. Kaiba. I'll see you tomorrow at eight." Seto nodded and watched Mokuba run off to play more video games. Seto knew he would have to wean his brother off that soon but he figured "It's the first week of summer break. Why not let him play a bit?" Turning to his guest Seto said aloud. "You're stuff has been brought up to the sleeping quarters. The staff all leave at eight so it's up to you to put it in whatever room you chose." Jou nodded.
"What's wrong?" Seto asked.
"Huh? Oh nothing! It's just that I'm not sure how to get back to the sleeping quarters." Jou said quietly.
Seto laughed out loud. "I guess it IS a little confusing." He said. "Right." He said, almost nervously, "I guess I'll show you up to the hall myself." With that he got up and walked towards one of the three doors leading out of the dining room. Turning he waited for Jou to follow. Jou jumped up quickly but then nearly fell from the pain from his stomach. He's forgotten he was bruised.
"What's wrong?" Seto asked showing mild concern for Jou's condition.
"Errrr I think I ate too much." Jou fibbed. Like HELL he was going to say his stomach had bruised to colours that didn't look normal on the human body including rather nice shade of purple that Jou was particularly fond of when it wasn't on him.
Seto just nodded accepting Jou's story for the time being but something was nagging at the back of his mind that he couldn't quite place. Maybe the puppy was telling the truth. After all, his father had hit his face not his stomach. Seto quickly led Jou to the sleeping quarters then turned and pulled something out of his pocket. Handing it to Jou he said, "Here's a basic map of the mansion, should you get lost. If you need something to eat during the night just go to the kitchen there's always something in the fridge or one of the cupboards."
Jou nodded all through Seto's little 'speech', and when Seto finished Jou said, "Right then. Thanks a lot, Kaiba."
Nodding Seto added. "I'm going to get some work done tonight. You can settle in and go to bed or have a bath but try not to make much noise after Mokuba goes to bed at ten." Jou nodded. He was getting really good at nodding, Seto noticed.
Then Jou said, "Right then. I guess this is goodnight?"
"I suppose." Seto said a little bit uncomfortable. The only one who said 'GOOD'night to him was Mokuba and sometimes Cecelia. Usually his parting words were, "I expect a check on my desk in the morning." Or "Get off my property before I have you removed!" usually followed by rude hand gestures involving the middle finger.
Whatever though. Seto turned abruptly and left before Jou could notice his words had had any affect on Seto, and Jou was left standing in the middle of the hallway.
"Right," He muttered to himself. Five doors down from that side of the hallway. Counting the doors Jou opened the fifth door and peered in. Yup. This was the room. Jou knew exactly what he wanted to do. Putting his stuff under the bed, as not to ruin the immaculate effect of the room, Jou promptly locked the door and stripped down to his duel monsters boxers. Casually glancing at his reflection Jou had to take a double back. He'd been wearing his typical white short and long sleeve blue ensemble. He hadn't thought that his arm would be covered in polka dots. Looking directly at his arm, Jou counted approximately fifteen finger print bruises up his left arm. "No wonder it hurts so much." Jou muttered to his reflection. Sparing a glance for his torso, Jou noticed, much to his dismay, that his stomach bruise hadn't started to clear up yet. Oh well. Jou knew something that would make it all better. "Hot Tub!" Jou climbed in and shut his eyes. "This is the life!" he thought
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Seto finished his work a lot faster than he had thought he would. Making his way to the games room, he was pleased to see Mokuba had already shut off the game system and gone to bed so Seto wouldn't have to fight with him. Going upstairs to the sleeping quarters, Seto glanced down the hall and briefly wondered what room Jou had chosen. Then, telling himself it wasn't important, pulled out his key and unlocked his room.
Seto went straight to his bed and flopped himself down. Taking off his shirt, Seto noticed a bruise on his chest where Jou's father had punched him. "Oh well." Seto thought. My fault for getting involved I suppose." Seto stretched his limber body out to relieve the tension he was feeling then rolled on his stomach to ponder Jou's situation.
He probably wasn't kidding when he had told Sensei Kimura that he wasn't allowed company. "Probably the shock of me just barging in is what stopped Jou's father from acting sooner." Seto thought with a wry smile. Oh well, Seto turned off the lights and drifted off into a light sleep on his bed.
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Jou, meanwhile, was so prunny looking from the hour and a half he had spent in the tub, that he decided it was time to get out. Grabbing one of the towels from a rack beside the tub Jou quietly got out of the water. Quietly, as it was after ten. Shaking his hair to get rid of the water that was weighing it down, Jou wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door between the bathroom and the bedroom.
"That's funny." Jou thought. "I don't remember turning off the lights. Probably some energy saving scheme installed in the house. Turning on the lights Jou was met by a nasty surprise. Laying on his bed was Seto Kaiba. A Seto Kaiba who was sleeping and was now very wide awake. "Oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Shhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiittttttttt." Jou said aloud.
"Oh Shit is right." Said the coldest voice Jou had ever heard.
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Heee heee. I'm so evil to leave it hanging here. But I'll try to write more before I leave for camp. Farewell for now.
The Jade meister
Chapter 6
Seto's limo driver opened the trunk and carefully laid Jounichi's stuff as though it were glass and not Jou's old duffle bag and school bag. He quickly opened the door for Seto and waited until both boys were comfortably seated before rushing off to get in the driver's seat.
"Talk about service!" Jou thought. Glancing around the spacious limo he noticed a TV, a small fridge, not mentioning that the seats were all covered in leather. Jou also noticed a personal touch with Kaiba's laptop and a picture of Mokuba in the limo.
Unfortunately for Jou he couldn't avoid Seto forever. As it was when Jou had casually glanced over in the direction Seto was sitting in, his curious glance was met by a cold hard stare.
Jou quickly glanced away but Seto wouldn't have it. "Well?" He said irritably.
"Well what?"
"I think you owe me an explanation."
"I don't owe you anything!" Jou retorted mentally squirming at the guilt. Kaiba had just saved his butt back there but Jou wasn't going to say anything if he didn't have to. But Seto knew what he was owed and Jou could see it in his eyes. "Alright then. Thanks for helping me out." Then crossing his arms Jou turned in his chair and purposefully looked out the window as if there was something of interest out there through the tinted windows.
Seto scoffed seeing Jou's ploy for what it was. He let it pass though because they were almost at the mansion. "Besides," Seto thought. "I have ten days to interrogate him and I WILL get answers or my name's not Seto Kaiba." Smirking at Jou's back Seto started to undo his seatbelt. Jou couldn't see the mansion from that side. He was going to get quite a shocker when he turned around and Seto would have it all on tape.
"We're here." He said simply. Jou turned around acknowledging that he wasn't alone in the limo. He couldn't see much through the tinted windows but he could see something big.
Jou reached to the door handle with his sore arm but Seto grabbed it. "Jou," he said ignoring Jou's wince. "When you are living in my house you follow my rules. I pay people to open the door and carry luggage." Jou nodded and Seto released his arm. Seto's driver promptly opened the door and the two stepped out, Kaiba then Jounichi.
Jou was dumbfounded by what he saw. "Holy Shit." Was all his dry tongue could muster at the sight of Seto's house, "And I'm gonna be living here for ten days!" Jou thought excitedly. If he could just stay out of Kaiba's way this would be heaven on Earth!
"It is pretty big isn't it?" Seto said with a certain cockiness to his voice. "Mind," he added. "It must seem a lot bigger coming from that dump of an apartment.
Jou gritted his teeth. "Jerk." He muttered under his breath. But Seto heard. He fortunately chose to say nothing.
"Come on then." Seto said arrogantly walking up the front steps. "I'll have Cecelia, my head servant, show you to a room.
"A room?" Jou thought. "How many rooms are there to sleep in?"
Once Jou was inside the main hall he was once again dumfounded by the sheer size of the interior. So focused, was Jou, that he didn't hear Kaiba quietly say to Cecelia, "Show him to the sleeping quarters and let him pick a room to sleep in."
"Do you like it?" Seto said with a smirk interrupting Jou's train of thought. Jou, finally catching on to just how stupid he must look goggling at Seto's house, straightened up and said, "It's nice, but not too cosy looking."
Seto snorted at this. "Whatever." he said. "Cecelia will show you to a room now."
Jou nodded and followed Cecelia who was already moving up a large staircase to the right of the entrance. When at last, Cecelia slowed to a stop Jou knew he was doomed to be lost a million times over in the Kaiba mansion.
"You may pick any room you like in this hallway unless the door is locked." Cecelia said. "I will come back later to fetch you for dinner." And she bowed and left the way she came.
Jou looked down the hallway and sighed. So many rooms to choose from, and so little time. Excitement bubbled in Jou as though he were a small child on Christmas and he went from room to room opening doors at his leisure. Then he found a room that suited his mood. It was a pale blue room with an expensive looking comforter on the bed and matching accessories. Checking out the bathroom Jou noticed it was also large and contained a very large bathtub that Jou intended to occupy before the night was through. "This IS the life!" Jou thought reverently.
Jou then left the room and proceeded to count the number of doors down the room was. "Five doors from the way I came. Okay. I can do this. Pacing the hall, Jou checked the other doors looking for the 'locked' door. He found one exactly opposite the room Jou had chosen. "This must be Seto's room." Jou thought. Jou hoped he and Seto never got up at the same time. Suddenly overcome by a great curiousity as to what Seto's room looked like Jou jiggled the handle to see if it would open. No such luck. Then Jou felt a hand on his shoulder. Jumping a mile, Jou turned to see, not Seto, but Cecelia.
"Is there a reason you are trying to get into Mr. Kaiba's room, sir?" Jou squirmed under the scrutiny of the house keeper.
"Errrrrr. No. Of course not. My mistake." Jou said with a stupid grin on his face.
"Of course you weren't." Cecelia said with a look that plainly said she'd trust a cat with tuna more than Jou. "This way." She said. "Mr. Kaiba insists that you join him for dinner.
Jou followed closely determined not to get lost in the large house. When Jou got to the dining room though he was caught by surprise. Instead of a huge ornately decorated room and accessories, there was a simple yet elegant design to the room, and the table was small and simple. No candles or silver plated stuff anywhere. Just, practical.
Jou sat down in the chair Cecelia indicated for him and came back shortly bearing three large bowls of bright orange macaroni and cheese.
"Mokuba!" Seto called. "Your dinner's getting cold."
"I'm coming. Just let me finish this level. Pllllllleeeeeeeaaaaaassssssseeeee?!?!"
"Now, Mokuba!" Seto said, with a dangerous edge to his voice, Jou noted. Mokuba must have heard that too because he quickly showed up and tucked himself in and started ploughing into the pile of food.
Jou himself plunged into the pile of food realising just now that he hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. It's not that there was nothing to eat, it's just that Jou sometimes forgot to eat and no one but him cared if Jou was malnourished or not.
Seto, seemingly the only one in the room with manners, slowly ate his pile of mac and cheese while watching his guest shovel food into his mouth at alarming rates. "Rather like a dog." Seto thought. "I don't know why he bothers with the fork though." Mentally snickering, Seto was forced to keep his thoughts to himself. He couldn't really talk with his brother next to him eating in a similar manner.
After the macaroni was finished, Cecelia cleared the table and said. "I'm off for tonight, Mr. Kaiba. I'll see you tomorrow at eight." Seto nodded and watched Mokuba run off to play more video games. Seto knew he would have to wean his brother off that soon but he figured "It's the first week of summer break. Why not let him play a bit?" Turning to his guest Seto said aloud. "You're stuff has been brought up to the sleeping quarters. The staff all leave at eight so it's up to you to put it in whatever room you chose." Jou nodded.
"What's wrong?" Seto asked.
"Huh? Oh nothing! It's just that I'm not sure how to get back to the sleeping quarters." Jou said quietly.
Seto laughed out loud. "I guess it IS a little confusing." He said. "Right." He said, almost nervously, "I guess I'll show you up to the hall myself." With that he got up and walked towards one of the three doors leading out of the dining room. Turning he waited for Jou to follow. Jou jumped up quickly but then nearly fell from the pain from his stomach. He's forgotten he was bruised.
"What's wrong?" Seto asked showing mild concern for Jou's condition.
"Errrr I think I ate too much." Jou fibbed. Like HELL he was going to say his stomach had bruised to colours that didn't look normal on the human body including rather nice shade of purple that Jou was particularly fond of when it wasn't on him.
Seto just nodded accepting Jou's story for the time being but something was nagging at the back of his mind that he couldn't quite place. Maybe the puppy was telling the truth. After all, his father had hit his face not his stomach. Seto quickly led Jou to the sleeping quarters then turned and pulled something out of his pocket. Handing it to Jou he said, "Here's a basic map of the mansion, should you get lost. If you need something to eat during the night just go to the kitchen there's always something in the fridge or one of the cupboards."
Jou nodded all through Seto's little 'speech', and when Seto finished Jou said, "Right then. Thanks a lot, Kaiba."
Nodding Seto added. "I'm going to get some work done tonight. You can settle in and go to bed or have a bath but try not to make much noise after Mokuba goes to bed at ten." Jou nodded. He was getting really good at nodding, Seto noticed.
Then Jou said, "Right then. I guess this is goodnight?"
"I suppose." Seto said a little bit uncomfortable. The only one who said 'GOOD'night to him was Mokuba and sometimes Cecelia. Usually his parting words were, "I expect a check on my desk in the morning." Or "Get off my property before I have you removed!" usually followed by rude hand gestures involving the middle finger.
Whatever though. Seto turned abruptly and left before Jou could notice his words had had any affect on Seto, and Jou was left standing in the middle of the hallway.
"Right," He muttered to himself. Five doors down from that side of the hallway. Counting the doors Jou opened the fifth door and peered in. Yup. This was the room. Jou knew exactly what he wanted to do. Putting his stuff under the bed, as not to ruin the immaculate effect of the room, Jou promptly locked the door and stripped down to his duel monsters boxers. Casually glancing at his reflection Jou had to take a double back. He'd been wearing his typical white short and long sleeve blue ensemble. He hadn't thought that his arm would be covered in polka dots. Looking directly at his arm, Jou counted approximately fifteen finger print bruises up his left arm. "No wonder it hurts so much." Jou muttered to his reflection. Sparing a glance for his torso, Jou noticed, much to his dismay, that his stomach bruise hadn't started to clear up yet. Oh well. Jou knew something that would make it all better. "Hot Tub!" Jou climbed in and shut his eyes. "This is the life!" he thought
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Seto finished his work a lot faster than he had thought he would. Making his way to the games room, he was pleased to see Mokuba had already shut off the game system and gone to bed so Seto wouldn't have to fight with him. Going upstairs to the sleeping quarters, Seto glanced down the hall and briefly wondered what room Jou had chosen. Then, telling himself it wasn't important, pulled out his key and unlocked his room.
Seto went straight to his bed and flopped himself down. Taking off his shirt, Seto noticed a bruise on his chest where Jou's father had punched him. "Oh well." Seto thought. My fault for getting involved I suppose." Seto stretched his limber body out to relieve the tension he was feeling then rolled on his stomach to ponder Jou's situation.
He probably wasn't kidding when he had told Sensei Kimura that he wasn't allowed company. "Probably the shock of me just barging in is what stopped Jou's father from acting sooner." Seto thought with a wry smile. Oh well, Seto turned off the lights and drifted off into a light sleep on his bed.
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Jou, meanwhile, was so prunny looking from the hour and a half he had spent in the tub, that he decided it was time to get out. Grabbing one of the towels from a rack beside the tub Jou quietly got out of the water. Quietly, as it was after ten. Shaking his hair to get rid of the water that was weighing it down, Jou wrapped the towel around his waist and opened the door between the bathroom and the bedroom.
"That's funny." Jou thought. "I don't remember turning off the lights. Probably some energy saving scheme installed in the house. Turning on the lights Jou was met by a nasty surprise. Laying on his bed was Seto Kaiba. A Seto Kaiba who was sleeping and was now very wide awake. "Oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Shhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiittttttttt." Jou said aloud.
"Oh Shit is right." Said the coldest voice Jou had ever heard.
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Heee heee. I'm so evil to leave it hanging here. But I'll try to write more before I leave for camp. Farewell for now.
The Jade meister