Finally chapter 2! I really need to make more time to typing this story out. Anyway, without further adieu…
Chapter 2- Other side of town---1 hour earlier at the Kaiba Mansion---
Seto Kaiba, teenage CEO of Kaiba Corp, was busy pacing in his bedroom, still in his school uniform, contemplating whether he should go to the club or not. He had been invited and it was the perfect excuse to get Mai off the puppy. But he had never been to a club before and although he knew how to dance he didn't know what the other people in the club would expect of him. Just then Mokuba stuck his head in his brothers' bedroom expecting to have to pry him off his laptop for working on a Friday. He was shocked to see his brother in deep thought, actually wasting time by pacing.
"Oni-san, what are you doing?" asked Mokuba curiously. At the sound of another voice other than his own muttering his head snapped up.
"Oh Mokuba, I didn't hear you come in. Did you need something?" Seto asked.
"No, I'm good Seto, I was just wondering why you aren't working" said Mokuba.
"Do you want me to be working?" asked Seto, knowing his little brothers' reaction.
"Wha-NO!" exclaimed Mokuba. Seto just chuckled at his brothers' antics; surely enough he reacted exactly as he thought he would.
"I was wondering what you were doing" explained Mokuba, trying to steer the conversation about 'Seto' and 'work'.
"I was just contemplating on whether I should go to Gen.X that Anzu (he shuddered as he said her name) invited me to" responded Seto.
"Gen.X!" exclaimed Mokuba "Seto, that's the greatest club ever! You have to go!"
"And how would you know that it's 'the best club ever'? And why should I go?" retorted Seto.
"Well, everyone's been saying about how it's so great and all" said Mokuba sheepishly "Besides if its Anzus' party then that means that Jou will be there too" added Mokuba with a wink. At his brothers suggestive wink Seto's face flushed a soft pink. 'Why does Mokuba have to know about my crush on that puppy anyway? Oh right, he's my nosy little brother" thought Seto a bit bitterly.
"What time does it start anyway?" asked Mokuba.
"At seven" responded Seto.
"Seven!" exclaimed Mokuba "then what are you doing standing around for, start getting ready!" said Mokuba as he began to shove Seto towards the open bathroom door connected to his bedroom.
"Wha-Mokuba! I didn't say I was going to go" yelled Seto over his shoulder.
"Oni-san, you're going to go to that club, you're going to tell Jou that you love him and you're going to dance with him the whole night, got it!" commanded Mokuba. "Now you go take a shower while I pick out your clothes" said Mokuba, cutting off any protests from Seto as he shut the bathroom door.
Once inside the bathroom Seto took a moment or two just blinking at the door, trying to digest everything that just happened. After coming out of his stupor Seto shed down to his silk, black boxers and turned on the shower. Shedding the remainder of his clothing he stepped into the cabin and let the water layer his body like second skin. He felt around his chin and decided that he had better shave before going out. He lathered his long, lithe body in the essence of vanilla, along with is hair. He decided that he should hurry because he had already wasted enough time pacing around his room. 20 minutes later Seto emerged from his shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. Stepping up to the bathroom sink and mirror he took out his shaving utensils and shaved the stubble that had grown. He then applied vanilla-scented lotion on his hands and face. He grabbed another towel and towel dried his hair and exposed skin then stepped back into his bedroom. He spotted Mokuba sitting in his office chair looking at something on his laptop.
"Now what are you doing Mokie?" asked Seto as he walked over to his bed to inspect the clothing his little brother had picked out. "And what in the world is this?" inquired Seto, holding up the vintage looking t-shirt with only his thumb and index finger.
"Those are your clothes Seto and I'm getting directions to the club for the driver" responded Mokuba, ignoring the sound of disgust in Seto's voice when he had asked about the t-shirt. Mokuba then pressed the print button and waited for the directions to come out.
"I am not wearing this.. this shirt, Mokuba" said Seto, still holding the midnight blue shirt with two fingers.
"Seto, wear it. You'll thank me later" commanded Mokuba. "I'm going to give these directions to the driver and tell him to bring the limo around, I'll be waiting for you downstairs and you better wear what I picked out Seto" warned Mokuba with the patented Kaiba glare. With that he stepped out of his big brothers room to give him some privacy.
"What is it with this shirt?" Seto mused out loud. He then just shrugged and pulled the tight vintage shirt over his head. Eyeing the skin tight dark blue jeans lying next to his Blue Eyes White Dragon boxers and noticing that he was still only in his fluffy white towel caused his face to turn a pretty shade of pink as he slipped them on. After dressing into the skintight clothing he went and brushed his chestnut brown hair and then his teeth. He looked himself over on the mirror and deemed himself ready to go.
"Seto, the limo is here!" yelled Mokuba from the first floor. As Seto neared the living room he glanced at the clock and it read that it was 7:15 pm. He then took one more step and was blasted with the sound system playing the music from a racing game.
"Mokuba! Put that volume down!" yelled Seto over the T.V. while placing his hands over his ears. Mokuba scrambled to find the remote and hastily pressed the 'mute' button.
"Sorry Seto" Mokuba apologized. Seto took a deep breath in order to calm his heart that was drumming along his rib cage.
"It's okay Mokuba" Seto began, "but shouldn't you be getting ready for bed right now?"
"Oh big brother, you know it's too early for bed, it just turned 7! Don't worry, I'll make sure that I'm in bed in a reasonable hour… like 10?" Mokuba said as he created the cutest puppy dog eyes. Seto was just about to retort and tell him that although it's a Friday it doesn't mean that he should be staying up late, but one glance at those eyes and all reasonable thought crumbled.
"Fine Mokuba, but you better be asleep by 10 and no later" said Seto sternly. "It's running late now so I best be going." Seto then turned to grab his purple trench coat and head out the door when he heard Mokuba yell 'Ok Seto, have fun. And make Jou yours!' and the blast from the racing game resumed. Seto just shook his head as his cheeks blushed once more at Mokuba's blunt words. Once again he resumed his path to the limo, hopefully not arriving at the club too late.
A/N: okay and that's the end of this chapter. I'll try to post as fast as I can. R&R!
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