Coming of Age

AN: Sorry about the late update. Special thanks to Luciado for reviewing both of my chapters. And LadyCresentStar, Firezlight, and Blood-Red White Rose for putting it on their favorites. And Dark-Dream-Angel for putting it on his/her alerts. Hugs for all! We have one aye for the lemon and one nay to incest. More votes if you would! The conversation between Seto and Mokuba is actually based off of one I had with my best friend. The line "My logic is undeniable." is from iRobot. I am considering getting a beta reader... that last chapter was a mess... anyways... Chapter three, Undeniable Logic.

Mokuba stepped out of the car, trying to keep his knees together. This business of wearing skirts was harder than it looked. Tea and Serenity were also in skirts, but climbed out much more gracefully. Nervously he fidgeted with the silver bangles on his right arm. He needed to calm down. Calm down? screamed his inner self. I'm about to walk into a house full of gay men wearing drag!

"Come on, Mokuba, your brother's waiting." Tea called. "Don't forget his stuff." Sighing, Mokuba grabbed the bag and followed the girls inside.

"Joey! We're back!" Serenity called. Yugi stuck his head out of Joey's bedroom. His face looked a bit sweaty.

"We'll be just a minute. Tristan and Duke came over too." He snapped the door shut. Serenity and Tea dropped the bags on to the couch.

"What's with you? You look sick." Tea told Mokuba. He swayed slightly, his face pale. Not only was Seto gay, he was conducting orgies.

"Mokuba? Do you need to sit down?" Serenity asked worriedly.

"No... No... I'm alright." He assured her as Seto led a parade out of Joey's room. No one glanced at Mokuba at first.

"How much did you spend, sis?" Joey teased. Serenity blushed prettily.

"Not much. Most of it went to Mokuba's clothes." Mokuba groaned internally, wondering if he ought to tape her mouth shut.

All the boys turned and looked at him in unison. Seto's eyes widened and a faint pink colored his pale cheeks. Joey, Tristan, and Duke stared so hard their eyes were popping out. Yugi was flat out drooling.

"Mokuba..." Seto whispered.

"You're wearin' a dress!" Joey cried. Mokuba tried to shuffle his feet and tripped over his heels, falling over and flashing his new panties for all to see. Seto darted forward to help him up. Looking up into his brother's cobalt eyes Mokuba felt a large hand cup the part of him that proved he was not a girl. He promptly fainted.

"Oh dear, I knew you weren't well." Serenity was gabbling in his ear. Mokuba opened his eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling. He was lying on a bed with a cool cloth on his head.

"What happened?" he asked groggily.

"You passed out and Mr. Kaiba carried you in here. Joey's bedroom." She explained at his puzzled look. Mokuba sat up and started to climb out of the bed. Serenity pushed him down firmly.

"You are sick and you are staying in that bed 'til Mr. Kaiba takes you home. Don't argue; he's the one who ordered it." Mokuba frowned and laid back down, used to doing what his brother said. He felt slightly nauseous at the thought of what had been happening it this bed earlier. Serenity fussed over him until, sick of her prattling, he feigned sleep until she crept out. Sitting up Mokuba realized the covers were too hot. He shoved them off, baring his tanned legs. Tea and Serenity had been surprised at how little hair they had. Mokuba thought his body was too feminine. Most of the boys at school had developed a cracking voice, hair sprouting everywhere, and a sudden growth spurt. Now that he thought about it those boys would look plain stupid in a skirt. That made Mokuba chuckle.

"You're supposed to be resting. What is so amusing?" Seto asked softly. Mokuba jumped; he hadn't even heard his brother open the door. He yanked the blankets up to his chin self-consciously.

"It was nothing." He mumbled out. "I don't feel well, Seto..." He started to roll over. Seto crossed the room in two strides, grabbing his shoulder, forcing Mokuba to drop the covers.

"You will tell me what was so funny." He said sternly. Mokuba sighed, hiding his face in the pillow.

"Mm fomt hmm mmm mmo memer mm mam man ma mmos aa hool."

"Take your face out of the pillow, please." Seto commanded. Mokuba growled but obeyed.

"I thought how I look better in drag than the boys at school." He said, red faced. Seto's eyes swept his body, the small feet, the long legs, the slim hips, the delicate ribcage, the tanned shoulders, the thick, dark hair, and his painted face. Mokuba blinked at him, his eyelashes (covered in a layer of blue mascara) brushing his cheeks.

"I agree." Seto said gravely, sitting on the edge of the bed. Mokuba wriggled away from him. Frowning, Seto reached to brush a lock of hair off his forehead and Mokuba ducked.

"What is wrong with you?" Seto demanded.

"Nothing. I just... um... there's the stuff Tea bought you." Mokuba mumbled, pointing to the bag, which was indeed sitting on a chair beside the bed. Seto picked it up and looked inside.

"Ah." He looked back up at Mokuba. "Did you look in here?"

Mokuba opened his mouth to deny it, flushed scarlet, closed his mouth, and nodded, shamefaced. Seto smiled softly, and put a hand on Mokuba's arm, ignoring the young boy's discomfort.

"It's quite natural for people my age to be sexually active, Mokuba. Soon you will start having urges and I want you to know there's nothing wrong with that." Mokuba gulped, remembering his dreams. He was alarmed to feel warmth spread at his groin. Seto glanced down.

"I take it back. You seem to already have... urges." He bent closer. Mokuba leaned backwards, afraid. "Mokuba..."

"Not with other men!" Mokuba yelped. Seto sat up, clapping a hand over Mokuba's mouth.

"Not so loud." He hissed. Then he relaxed his grip. "What's wrong with it? So I find other men desirable. It's natural. And quite logical, really."

"What?" Mokuba was starting to fear for his brother's sanity.

"Well, from your outburst, you don't feel attracted to boys. Why?"

"They're male! I'm male!"

"Exactly. Though you are wearing a skirt." Seto frowned. "You feel uncomfortable being male, perhaps?" Mokuba clutched his crotch protectively.

"I'm fine being male! What's that got to do with it!"

"Well, surely the reason you don't wish to have sex with men is their reproductive organs. But you have the same ones. Unless you are bothered by yourself, why would you be bothered by them? They are the same as you. So, it is logical to desire them, as opposed to women, who are different." Seto explained. Mokuba frowned. That wasn't right... but it made sense...

"My logic is undeniable." Seto informed him smugly. Leaning forward he kissed Mokuba on the nose, stood, stretched (Mokuba tried to ignore the slice of skin revealed between his shirt hem and the waist of his pants), and left the room. Mokuba stared after him, and then flopped down on the bed, very confused. Serenity peeked in.

"Mokuba? Mr. Kaiba said you were awake. Did you need anything?"

"No, Serenity. I'm fine." Mokuba told her, sick of her fluttering. Just as she turned to leave, something occurred to him.

"Wait! There's something..." This'll show Seto, he thought viciously. I'm not gay! "Could I... have a kiss?" Serenity stared for a moment. Mokuba tried not to look perverted. She moved towards him.

"Um, okay. I guess." She bent over quickly and brushed her lips against his. The two pulled apart quickly, staring, both bright red.

"I guess I'll just go..." Serenity scuttled out. Mokuba flopped down again, even more confused. That wasn't quite what he expected. He raised his head, looking down.

"There is something wrong with you." He informed his groin. "She is really pretty." Somehow that didn't help.