Mokuba's Plan
By Pearl of the Dark Age
Disclaimer: My tongue will fall out if I have to say, "I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh" one more time!
Chapter 28
"Absence of proof does not mean proof of absence," Mokuba stated. "That's something I learned about my nii-sama when I returned home."
"Explain that to me," Jonouchi requested. Jonouchi, Yugi, Honda, Miho, and Shizuka had come to visit Mokuba. They wanted to hear what had happened while he was away, especially since they had put so much effort into trying to find him. Jonouchi also felt that they deserved some kind of small reward for their efforts.
Mokuba had been all too happy to invite them in. Nii-sama had disappeared somewhere inside the large mansion, and Onii-chan was in Osaka with some friends. Mokuba had been bored. Now, he played the good host, serving his friends green chai and cookies in the parlor. He had managed to avoid answering any questions that might lead to Amelda. So far, Yugi-tachi (7) did not know about the redhead's involvement or his current relationship to Kaiba.
"I'm sorry, Jonouchi, but I can't really explain it," Mokuba said sincerely. "It has to do with something that I'm not at liberty to discuss."
Now Jonouchi was really intrigued. "Come on, tell me!"
Mokuba turned to everyone in general. "Thank you all for your concern for me," he said formally. "I really appreciate that you went through such lengths to find me, even though I wasn't in danger."
"We didn't know that!" Honda exclaimed. "Jonouchi told me how sick with worry your brother was!"
"Yeah, I was trapped in an elevator with him for three hours!" Jonouchi expounded. "You should have heard him, Mokuba! It's a side to Kaiba I'd never seen before."
"Kaiba-kun visited me in the middle of the night!" Yugi added. "We had an unusual conversation."
"He visited Otogi-san in Black Clown!" Miho added. "Otogi-san told me all about it. He said to tell you to come visit him for another round of DDM."
"How come Otogi didn't join us?" Honda asked.
Miho shrugged. "He said something about going on a date. And you know he hasn't had one in a while."
"Speaking of girlfriends; Nii-san, how come Crystal didn't join us?" Shizuka inquired.
"Uh," Jonouchi said carefully, "she said that if she came she would kick Kaiba in the…" He stopped and looked at Mokuba. "Ano, let's just say it wouldn't be pretty."
"Who is Ku-ri-tsu?" Mokuba demanded, his tongue stumbling over the name. "How dare she wants to hurt Nii-sama!"
"Ku-ri-tsu? Your English pronunciation needs work, Mokuba," Jonouchi replied, a tad annoyed. "It's Crystal."
Mokuba stuck out his tongue at Jonouchi in aggravation. "I learned a lot of English over the summer!" he proclaimed. "Onii-chan has been the best tutor and cook ever!" He clapped his hands over his mouth as if he'd said something shameful.
Five pairs of eyes looked inquiringly at their young friend. "Onii-chan?" Yugi queried. "Who is that?"
"No one!" Mokuba squeaked. "How's the tea? Would anyone like some more? I'll get some more!" And he ran off to the kitchen, leaving them completely puzzled.
"I wonder what got into him," Honda commented, scratching his chin.
"He's hiding something!" Jonouchi concluded. "It's obvious! We know he's not talking about Kaiba; he never refers to him like that."
"What does it matter?" Miho asked. "It's not our business."
"Ano, that may be true," Yugi said. "But that's why it's so interesting. What's Mokuba-kun got to hide?"
"He's covering for Kaiba!" Jonouchi alleged (correctly). "That little guy is incapable of deceit. It has to be Kaiba!"
Everyone else looked at him skeptically. "You have absolutely no proof," Honda pointed out. "How can you come up with that? Did you forget what Mokuba did at Duelist Kingdom?"
Jonouchi ignored this. "Where is Kaiba? Why hasn't he come to thank us for all our hard work?" he prompted.
"Jonouchi-kun," Yugi reasoned, "it's Kaiba-kun. Do you really expect him to be so nice?"
"We deserve it!" Jonouchi affirmed, his fist clenched before him emphatically. "I demand that he get his rich butt down here and-" He stopped. Mokuba had returned with a pot of tea.
Amelda returned home, dismounted his motorcycle, and removed his helmet. His friends had gotten roudy and suggested that they all play strip poker. Normally, Amelda would have participated; but because of loyalty to new boyfriend, he politely declined. He wanted Seto. He wanted Seto now. He called the CEO on his cell as he walked up the stairs to the second floor living room. As he had passed the parlor, he had noticed a group of familiar faces.
Needless to say, the disgruntled Seto did not like his work being interrupted. He came from the hologram workshop that was in the basement. Climbing two flights of stairs, he reached his destination.
"You wanted to see me, Amelda?" Seto inquired as he stepped into the second floor living room. He noticed that the lights were low and the curtains were drawn shut. The mischievous smile upon his lover could only mean one thing.
"Close the door," Amelda instructed. "Lock it."
"It doesn't lock," Seto replied, shutting it. He casually approached the redhead. "What do you want?"
There was a gleam in his eyes that did not seem to be a reflection of the dim light. Amelda said nothing, he merely just took what he wanted. They came together like magnets, kissing passionately. Seto shoved Amelda onto a nearby choba dansu, (25) pinning him roughly against the wall behind him. The amorous redhead wrapped his legs around the horny brunette's waist, pulling their pelvises close together.
"Care to play my flute?" (26) Amelda kinkily suggested.
"In the living room?" Seto asked, incredulous. "Mokuba could walk in on us!"
Amelda gave him an exasperated sigh. "He's downstairs, entertaining some friends. He's not coming up here." Seto still looked skeptical. Amelda lost his patience and just shoved the brunette head downwards.
The raven-haired teen sat the teapot down upon the table and locked eyes with Jonouchi. "What were you saying?"
"Where's your brother? We want to see him!"
Mokuba shrugged. "He's home, but I don't know where exactly."
"Let's go on a Kaiba-hunt!" Jonouchi suggested forcefully, grinning.
"It would give us a chance to see more of this beautiful home," Shizuka added. Miho nodded in agreement.
"Jonouchi, you're a genius!" Honda agreed. "Let's go! How about it, Mokuba?"
Mokuba thought it sounded like fun. "It'll be like Hide & Seek!" he gleefully replied without thinking of the consequences. "Un! Let's go!" They all emptied out of the parlor into the hallway. "Check the washitsu," (7) Mokuba instructed. Yugi slid the fusuma open. (7) He shook his head to say that Seto was not inside. "Maybe we can try the first floor living room."
"How many washitsu do you have?" Honda asked.
"Just two," Mokuba answered. "One for formal occasions and one for meditation and calligraphy."
"How many living rooms do you have?" Yugi asked as he followed the young Kaiba down the hall.
"Just two," Mokuba answered. "The one on the first floor is considered my hangout spot. Nii-sama usually haunts the upstairs one. I figure we'll check this one first, since we're on the first floor."
Everyone nodded in agreement. "You don't think he might be in the kitchen, do you?" Jonouchi queried.
Mokuba glanced back at him. "I doubt it, Jonouchi. But if you're that hungry I can ask the chef to make you something. He doesn't get to cook much anymore."
"Really? Why's that?" Miho inquired politely.
Mokuba grinned sheepishly. "I sort of found another cook who's supplanted him," he vaguely informed. "Nii-sama hasn't fired the first one, yet."
"Oh," was the unanimous reply. "How many rooms total do you have?" Shizuka asked.
"I don't remember," Mokuba said flatly. "Somewhere around 200, I think." There were a lot of whispers that followed this. "But Nii-sama only uses a few. It shouldn't be that hard to find him."
They reached the first floor living room, and it was easy to see why Mokuba preferred this one. The furniture was cushy. There was a small refrigerator and a very large widescreen TV. Jonouchi noted that all the latest video game consoles in personalized colors were hooked up along with a DVD player. There was a bookshelf that housed a collection of video games and movies that all seem to suit Mokuba's tastes.
"This room isn't very pretty," Miho said tactlessly.
"Who cares about pretty?" Mokuba asked her. He grinned. "Nii-sama calls this room my second bedroom. I'd sleep here if he'd let me."
The guys laughed. "Ano, I wonder how different the upstairs living room is if this one's yours and that one's his," Jonouchi pondered aloud.
They searched the other rooms on the first floor systematically. Mokuba ran downstairs quickly to see if his nii-sama was working on his project in the workroom. He ran back upstairs to find that the group of friends had meandered up to the second floor. They stood at the large, open landing facing three halls. "Which way do we go?" Yugi asked.
Jonouchi was looking at the door nearest them. "What's behind here?" he asked as Mokuba approached.
"That's the second floor living room," Mokuba informed.
The whole group moved forward, Mokuba just trailing behind. Jonouchi opened the door and walked partway in, stopped, and started to back out while covering Shizuka's eyes. Yugi pulled Jonouchi's younger sister to the back and moved forward, closing ranks with Honda and Jonouchi. The three guys blocked the view of the two girls and short Mokuba. He stood behind the group, trying to push his way forward.
Amelda had seen them, but Seto had not. He was on his knees, his head in Amelda's lap. He only stopped fellating his lover when he heard the sound of the door close. "Please tell me that wasn't Mokuba," he said, looking up at the redhead.
"It wasn't Mokuba," Amelda replied truthfully for he could not see the little guy behind a shocked Yugi, an appalled Jonouchi, and an incredulous Honda. The tall blonde had closed the door without a word, the expression on his face clearly stating his wish to not be involved.
Seto did not like the mixed expressions upon Amelda's countenance. Seto stood up. "Who was it? A servant?"
Amelda blinked, unable to reply. "I'll tell you when you've finished," he said, pointing down.
Behind the door, Mokuba was pushing people. "What's going on?" he demanded. He noticed the door was shut again, and he made to open it. Honda grabbed him.
"Forget it," Jonouchi replied forcefully. "You don't want to know."
"Yes I do!" Mokuba yelled. Seto could hear his brother beyond the door. "This is my house! I demand you let me go, Honda!" He squirmed, trying to free himself.
Seto turned white. He looked to Amelda's guilty face for confirmation and received it. A low moan escaped him. "This can't be happening," he said mournfully. "Did they see me?"
"On your knees giving me a blow job, yes," Amelda said. If Seto did not look so distraught, he would have found the situation funny. "I'll be in the bathroom taking care of this," he informed, indicating his forsaken erection. "Good luck." And he disappeared into the annexed bathroom before Seto could scowl at him.
The proud CEO gripped the choba dansu for support, inhaling a few, deep breaths to try and stiffen his resolve. He could feel his face burning now with embarressment. He had no idea what he was going to say to the lot of them. He made a mental note to forbid Mokuba from inviting Yugi or his geeky friends ever again, not realizing that they had invited themselves over. He did not know whether to pretend that nothing had happened, or to confront them with the truth. Where's your conviction? Amelda's voice echoed in his mind. He remembered the heartache his silence caused the redhead. It seemed he had no choice. He calmed himself down, forcing the blood to retreat from his face and his hands to stop shaking. With a firm conviction and a stiff resolution, he walked out of the living room to confront the guests.
A/N: Another cliffhanger! Mwa ha ha ha ha ha! Next chapter: Seto is out of the closet!