Warning there is "yaoi" in here! I hope I don't scare you all away!
Minij Akane : I hope you like the chapter...the reason I made the comment about the poetry was because everyone is always telling me that it shoule rhyme and it hurts! I'm glad you like my poetry...I'll try and put in more!
I dedicate this chapter to Minij Akane
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Chapter 7
(Seto)
"How was your day?" I asked my little brother as he got into the car.
"Ok, are you going to be home for dinner tonight?" Mokuba questioned and I could see him bracing himself for disappointment.
"Yes, what time to you want to eat?" I silently prayed it was some time after six because I had a meeting that went from five to six.
"Six-thirty," Mokuba told me his grey eyes glowing with happiness as he hugged me. Smiling I squeezed him back and felt a load lift off my shoulders; he was happy, that's all that matters. "Haru invited me over to his house Friday night, can I go?"
"Isn't his sister a junior?" I tried to picture her in my minds eye; she was one of the loud mouth lower classmen who refused to wear the proper uniform. She had orange hair and no one really knew her eye color because she never took off her sunglasses. She creeped me out usually, I always got the feeling she was watching me.
"Yeah, her name's Asa," Mokuba confirmed my suspicions and I heard the immature part of my mind scream 'NO!'
"Sure," I told him as the car pulled up at the house. "I'll be home by six-thirty and we can make dinner together, ok?"
"Ok!" Mokuba gave me another hug before bouncing out of the car and up to the house.
"To the office sir?" The driver asked and I nodded yes to him. Pulling out my palm pilot I flipped through my schedule, there was so much to do before I could go home. With a sigh I closed my eyes and allowed the moving car to lull me into a semi-conscious state, but all too soon I was at work.
"Hello Mr. Kaiba!" The girl at the front desk greeted me with a smile and a wave so I nodded politely her way as I boarded the elevator that would take me to my office. I made a mental note to check and see if she was part of any of my fan clubs because if she was…
"Welcome Mr.Kaiba," my new secretary muttered as the phone rang and she picked it up. My last secretary trained her for me; she was from my school surprisingly. It was surprising because I didn't think my school could turn out anything but rejects. She worked only in the afternoon and into the evening while an older woman covered the morning.
"Good afternoon this Kaiba Corporation you have reached Mr. Kaiba's office, how may I help you?" She blinked a couple times as she heard, from what I could discern, a chipmunk on helium. "I'm sorry, Mr. Kaiba is not receiving calls at this time but if you'd like to leave a message I will give it to him and see to it that he returns your call as soon as possible. Mmm hmm, the Kaiba fanclub would like to cordially invite him to an event. I'll tell him. Of course, you're welcome, have a nice night." Stretching she cracked her back and then looked at me. "Is there anything you need sir?"
"No, thank you." I entered my office wondering just about how many calls she screened for me. Turning on my computer I began what would be a long afternoon even though I would be leaving early.
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"Mr. Kaiba, it's four-forty-five." I looked up from what I was working on to find my secretary standing there. "Here's your schedule for tomorrow afternoon, there is a luncheon with the board. They'd like you to attend, if it's possible. If it's not please tell me so I can come up with a good excuse and here's your mineral water and aspirin." I was shocked at how well she was doing, only Tora had known that I got headaches and only liked mineral water.
"I'll be able to make the luncheon," I told her and she made a note in a black planner. "Do I have any meetings tomorrow besides that?"
"No sir, but it is your business partner, Mr. Fuiji's birthday tomorrow." She pulled something out and placed it in front of me. "Here's a card, just sign." Picking up my pen I did so and then stood up, my destination was the conference room across the hall.
(time elapse)
Glancing at my watch I cursed under my breath, the meeting had run over and I now had only five minutes to make the fifteen-minute ride home. Dismissing the driver I went to the parking lot and got into one of my many cars. Pulling the key out from under the seat I started her up and sped off toward home. To lessen the risk of being pulled over I took side roads and as many shortcuts as possible. The speed was exhilarating but would have been more so if it hadn't been necessary. All in all I did very well, I got to the house exactly on time with no casualties and no major trauma to the car.
"Watch out!" Mokuba yelled as I walked in the door but it was too late. He flew off the end of the grand staircase's railing and hit me. As I lay there on the cold, hard marble floor I made a little note to myself: Never use marble for the floor…it HURTS!
"Ready to make dinner?" I asked as I sat up trying to blink away the stars floating around my head.
"YEAH!" Mokuba leapt up and raced off for the kitchen, slipping and sliding on the stone floor due to him being only in socks. Peeling myself off the floor I followed my baby brother wincing every step because of the trauma to my rear.
"What do you want?" I questioned picking up the pair of socks Mokuba had discarded and dropped them down the laundry shoot along with my jacket.
"Pancakes," he informed me hopping up onto one of the bar stools.
"Pancakes?" I never really understood my brother's obsession with this particular breakfast food. Not bothering to wait for a response I began to gather the ingredients for the meal of choice. Long ago I had memorized the recipe, it was the easiest and quickest one I knew.
"Pancakes." Mokuba nodded and I chuckled lightly at our ritual of confirmation.
"What did you do today?" I cracked eggs, measured milk and flour as I spoke.
"Nothing much, what about you?" Mokuba always wanted to hear about my life, always wanted to hear what had happened to me.
"Well there are some new kids in my grade, Yugi's older brother and sister." I explained as I stirred the batter. "Yami is the brother and Aggie is the sister, they don't seem as happy as him." I was choosing my words carefully because I didn't want to upset him. "They're in a few of my classes."
"I hear you had a run-in with Joey." Mokuba brought up the one thing I didn't want to talk about.
"Mokuba," I kept my tone of voice warning, I had no clue why I had told him any way. "I thought we weren't going to talk about that."
"Why not? There's nothing wrong about it, it just goes against the normal flow of popular thought." Sometimes my brother didn't know when to shut up.
"There are some things that are not made public for good reasons." I pointed out as I double-checked to make sure I had done everything right.
"There's nothing wrong about being gay." Mokuba had always been too frank, he would never make it in the business world. You just don't say those kinds of things. "It's just who you are, I mean, it's like your eye color, you can't change that."
"Yes, but I don't have to go and shout it out off the top of the nearest building." I could feel the muscles in the back of my neck tightening, a very bad sign. "I think you like this too much."
"What? That you're homosexual?" Mokuba tilted his head to the side as he spoke trying to look innocent but it didn't work.
"What are you going to do at Haru's on Friday?" I changed the subject not even trying to be subtle. This was no time to be diplomatic.
"Why do you always change the subject when we talk about this?" Mokuba prodded me with his bare foot and I sighed loudly. "Are you in denial?" I was going to be so sore tonight.
"Why do you always change the subject when I ask you about school?" I shot back pouring the first pancake onto the griddle.
"Cause it's not interesting." Mokuba shrugged.
"And my love life is?" I would never understand him. "It's non-existent."
"But you like the kid who you pick on all the time, I'm just trying to understand you big brother." Mokuba said this as if it was supposed to make sense.
"Ehhh…" I sighed. "Mokuba, the line between love and hate is very thin, do get what I'm saying?"
"Nope." Mokuba grinned at me. "But I'm sure you can explain it to me!" Resisting the urge to bang my head against the nearest hard surface I flipped the pancakes.
"Have you ever got so made at me that you hated me?" I knew the answer to this; it was yes because I was a shitty brother.
"Well, yeah."
"But you still loved me, it's just, both love and hate are such intense feelings they can easily be mistaken for each other. You can hate someone so much, who they are, how they act yet at the same time love them so deeply. It can also go the other way, you can love someone so much, and so truly but still hate them so much it disgusts you." I piled three pancakes on a plate and passed it to Mokuba.
"Well, which one is it? Do you hate Joey so much you love him, or do you love him so much you hate him?" That was the million-dollar question.
"I don't know."
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