Pushshipping (Seto x Otogi x Noa)
"Seto, where are we going?"
"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?"
"Well, I can't call you Kaiba because that's my surname, not yours."
"...Shut up."
"See, you're not even denying it."
"Noa, shut up."
"If I can't call you Seto, you can't call me Noa. Now where are we going?"
"I'm going to Otogi Game Shop to find Mokuba. You just decided to invite yourself along."
"Hey, I'm looking for Mokuba too. But Domino looks different than I remember; I don't know where anything is."
"...would you please be quiet?"
Seto sent a half-hearted glower at the short green-haired boy. Why was he here again? He had no idea where he had come from – after all, he was supposed to have died almost seven years ago. Noa folded his arms and raised an eyebrow back at him. He didn't look older than ten, but he should have been sixteen or seventeen by now. Seto just shook his head and muttered something inappropriate about Gozaburo Kaiba, then continued to walk towards Otogi Game Shop. Mokuba had been hanging around there a lot lately; it was his best bet as to where his younger brother was. He hadn't been answering his phone, and Seto needed him there during this next business meeting, since he was the vice president and all.
Noa...he wasn't sure why Noa had come along. It was no secret that they didn't like each other. They spent most of their time trying to avoid running into each other even though they lived in the same house. For his part, though, he remained silent on the rest of the way up to the game shop, something that Seto was grateful for.
The doors slid open automatically and Seto stepped in. It was a far cry from Kame Game Shop. Instead of the cramped, unorganized and dusty room of Yugi's grandfather's shop, this store was streamlined and modern. The walls were taken up with giant glass windows that showed off the store's vast selection. The tile floor was sparkling clean, and the metal shelving formed orderly rows that were clearly labeled as to the items they carried. Seto glanced around disinterestedly. Noa attempted to do the same, but there was a child-like sparkle in his eyes that he was unable to fully quench.
It was a clear shot to the front desk, and the boy standing behind it glanced up. Seto felt like he should know him from somewhere, but the how and why slipped his mind. The boy was slender, almost effeminate in build, with long, styled black hair pulled back in a ponytail. His oddly green eyes were striking, visible even from this distance.
"Oh, hello," he said, putting down the magazine he had been looking at. "Seto Kaiba-san, isn't it? What can I help you with?"
Seto wasn't too surprised that the boy knew who he was – running a game shop, he probably knew the CEO of Kaiba Corp.
"Is Mokuba here?" Seto asked. "He said he'd been coming here a lot."
"Mokuba? Oh, right. No, he just left a few minutes ago. He said he had to get back home for a meeting or something, and his phone battery was dead so he had to hurry."
Seto rolled his eyes. Typical. He nodded once to the boy at the desk and stated to turn around. Then he realized Noa was gone. He sent a cursory glance around the store for the green haired boy. Dammit, why did he have to watch out for the little brat, anyway?
He finally saw Noa in the computer games aisle. He considered just leaving for a moment, but then decided against it. He walked over to where Noa was checking the back of one of the cases.
"Are you finished?" he asked, somewhat irritably. "I do have a meeting in about five minutes."
Noa looked up at him with half-closed eyes, his face obviously saying 'does it look like I care?'
"You don't have to wait for me," Noa said.
"Weren't you just saying that you don't know your way around Domino?"
Noa shrugged, although a bit of uneasiness crossed his face.
"I'll manage."
Seto rolled his eyes.
"Fine, stay here, then," Seto said. "I won't come back to find you if you get lost."
Seto turned sharply and stalked from the aisle, accidentally pushing past the store clerk as he did so.
"Oops, sorry," the boy said, but Seto ignored him.
He tried to ignore what was going on behind him, but he paused as he heard Noa start a conversation with the store clerk.
"Hey, so you must be Noa-san, right?"
"Huh? How did you know?"
"Mokuba talks about you a lot. I figured since you were with Kaiba-san, and you had green hair, you must be him."
"Really? Mokuba talks about me?"
The clerk laughed a little bit.
"It's okay; it's all good stuff," he said. "I'm Otogi. Ryuji Otogi."
"Oh, so you run the store?"
"Yeah."
"Does Mokuba come here a lot?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"What do you guys do?"
"Just play games, mostly. He likes Capsule Monsters, and he says no one will play with him at home."
"...he's never asked me..."
Seto really paused now. Mokuba had never asked him to play Capsule Monsters either...why was that?
"Really? Huh," Otogi said. "I wonder why."
Seto glanced behind him. Noa wasn't looking at the computer games anymore. His eyes were elsewhere. For just the barest moment, Seto thought he knew what he was thinking – because it was the same thing Seto was thinking.
Mokuba...I don't really...stick around you enough, do I?
Seto sighed. He didn't want to admit it but...he and the brat had a little too much in common.
"Hey!" he said.
Noa glanced up, blinking with surprise. Otogi looked up, too.
"Are you going to buy that game, Noa? Then hurry up, let's get moving. Mokuba's waiting."
Noa started at him for a moment, as though shocked that Seto was still there. Then he snapped out of it.
"Fine, whatever," Noa said, rolling his eyes. "But I thought you weren't supposed to call me Noa."
"I'll call you whatever I want to call you."
"Same goes for me, Seto."
The brothers turned out of the store still arguing. Otogi watched them go. Then he chuckled a little bit.
Brothers. They wouldn't call themselves that, yet. But it would probably happen eventually. They just needed a little push.
A/N: Otogi didn't play a really big role in this one...this is hard. Next is...oh no...why so soon?...sigh...*practically growls* Puppyshipping (Seto x Jonouchi). Puppyshippers...I deeply apologize. You probably won't like this next chapter.
