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Seto shot up in his bed when his cell phone went off. He blinked and stared at the time: it was four am. He groaned silently. What idiot would call at this hour? Except for himself of course, that time with Mai. But that was an emergency! His reputation was on the line and-

'Oh no…' Seto's eyes widened when it struck him. He snatched up his cell phone and answered it with a loud: "What happened!"

The voice on the other end of the line stuttered in fear. "M-mister Kaiba. I-it's all over the news. Some strange tape w-with you k-kissing with a b-boy and-"

"WHAT?" Kaiba screeched into the phone. "HOW! WHAT TAPE?"

The voice on the other end cowered and started muttering random stuff, trying to form sentences and failing badly. A few words like: movie, blond, TV and news, caught Kaiba's attention and he reached for the remote control. He pushed a button and turned on the big flat screen. He didn't even have to flip through channels to know what was going on. After all, this made it to the breaking news.

The screen showed a shot of him and Jou smooching… zoomed in to the very detail of their locked lips and his tongue sticking out just slightly to enter Jou's mouth. Not even an old granny would believe it if he claimed that this was a fake kiss. A few disturbing words were displayed under the scene, supporting the show:

A KAIBA'S MOVIE - HOW A MASTER TREATS HIS PET

Kaiba's face turned ghostly white and he felt his stomach do a flip. He ran out of his room, towards the bathroom and ran straight for the toilet pot. Just in time… because his stomach emptied it's contents a few seconds later.

This wasn't happening! No way, he had burned that tape and he had made sure there were no copies. How was this possible? Who… who could…? Who would want to break him down like this? Kaiba's figure tensed when a name came to mind.

Katsuya Jounouchi…

JOUNOUCHI'S POV:

I walk down the stairs, even though I know that my father is waiting down there for me. Shizuka had left early this morning, but I had stayed home to watch TV. I had to know how my plan had unwrapped itself until the last detail that's shown, right?

My honey-brown eyes meet with those of my father; our eyes used to be identical, but now his had become dark lifeless mud puddles. I see how he looks at me and I know he has something in store for me. I slowly walk down the stairs, holding my head up high.

I had chosen to pay Kaiba back this way, and so I accept my consequences with pride. This time, I won't cry or fear for my father's wrath. Because I chose for it this time.

As soon as my feet touch the floor downstairs, my old man lifts me up again, holding me up by the collar of my shirt.

"I've said before that I didn't want to see you with someone else, Katsuya."

I notice that he's more ticked off than usual. It probably is because he's drinking less, since Shizuka has been living here. His body needs that damn alcohol to calm him down. Without it, he'll stress out, meaning I'm in big shit, like how I am right now. Life is ironical. Because when he does take alcohol, father will get drunk and still beat me when he's unhappy.

I feel him smack me in my face and then he throws me down. I scramble back up on my feet and feel a blow against my neck. I swallow back a wince that threatens to come up. I already know that the spot will bruise.

"Why do you never listen to your father, Katsuya!" he yells at me. "If I didn't love you so much, I wouldn't have cared about what you did! I would have thrown you out of my house a long time ago! Why do you do this to me? Are you going to be just like your mother!"

A sad smile crosses my lips. I am not like my mother, and I refuse to become like her. "I love you too father. But if you ever want me to listen to you, then you gotta listen to me first. Get help."

I blinked. It was almost as if I saw something flickering in my father's eyes. As if he were about to turn back to my dad that I knew and loved a long time ago. But then… it's gone.

I feel another smack in my face and then he turns on his heels and leaves me alone. This is not the father I knew a long time ago. This is a crazy lunatic.

I too turn around and leave.

After almost an hour, I arrive at my school. As soon as I step in front of the gates, hundreds of reporters attack me. God, those stalkers.

"How do you feel about playing Kaiba's play-toy in Kaiba's first movie?"

"Do the two of you have something in your normal lives as well?"

"Is Seto Kaiba trying to say in this movie that he is gay?"

I roll my eyes at the questions. Journalists are so annoying. I am tempted to say that I feel sorry for Kaiba. But then again, I don't really. Kaiba deserves this more than anything.

I glance up and see a bunch of gay-fans on top of our school building, holding out posters of Mister I-am-holier-than-thou, screaming and yelling. God, those guys really need a life. I lower my gaze back to their normal level and stare across the street. I feel like bursting out in tears of laughter. Gay-supporting campaigns thanking Kaiba for his support to them. They are practically making Seto's face their image!

"No comment," I say to the reporters as I struggle my way through the crowd. Unfortunately, whenever something goes right, something bad always occurs afterwards.

"Hey kid," some guy calls out, still holding his microphone close to his mouth, like the annoying reporter that he is. "What's that bruise in your neck?"

NORMAL POV:

Kaiba didn't go to school that day. His profits were dropping rapidly and it was up to him to save his company again. Progressive CEO's weren't really popular these days. And him being the main character in some crazy gay-romance movie was quite a progressive move. A move that he didn't even make.

As soon as the crisis was over, heads were gonna roll. And Seto preferred blond…

His cell phone rang again and Seto picked up. "Who's this," he snapped into his phone.

A female voice on the other end. "It's Mai."

Seto blinked. Mai? Oh right, she was posing as his girlfriend. He almost forgot about her because of the chaos. "What do you want?" he asked.

"I want to break up with you."

Seto rolled his eyes. Great, he didn't need this right now, he was in the middle of hell. "Fine," he said hurriedly. "I have no time to deal with this right now, I'll handle it later."

"I know that you don't have time for me right now." Mai sounded calm and collected on the other end of the phone. "But I'll only take a minute to explain to you why I wanna break up at such a terrible time."

Seto sighed heavily. As if he cared at all. "Fine, but only a minute."

"That's all I need." And Mai started to explain. "First of all, we never really had something. I only did it for the money that you offered me, since I need it. Now that your reputation is ruined, I don't want mine to be pulled down with you. I still want to be able to show my face around. Besides, when I'm going to leave Japan, I want people to remember me as a true duellist. I don't want to be remembered as girlfriend of the gay-CEO."

Seto sneered into the phone. "Don't call me what I'm not, Kujaku. You'll get the money AND that ticket so you can leave to wherever the hell you want. Stop bothering me." And he smashed his cell phone against the nearest wall, where it broke into a hundred pieces.

"I'LL KILL YOU, KATSUYA JOUNOUCHI!" he yelled and his employees around him stared at him as if he were on crack. He might as well be.

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