Talyak - Eye for an eye, right?

Zoebel - Escalate is not quite the word I was thinking! (Skips off to read Sun Child)

Chapter8

"Oooh! A new student!" Otogi exclaimed as he put his lunch tray down. He offered Joey his hand. "Hi, I'm Otogi."

"Funny." Joey rolled his eyes. "It hasn't been that long."

"It has been a week." Yugi grinned. "And you've been smiling like crazy ever since you had dinner with Kaiba-kun. Something you want to share with the class?"

"No." But Joey blushed faintly.

"Be careful with a DoubleMale," Ryou advised. "They can be right whores."

"How is that different from any other male?" Anzu batted her eyes.

They all laughed.

Honda joined them. "Anybody got the Geometry homework I can copy? I completely spaced it out last night!"

The conversation shifted. The group focused on helping Honda. Which was better than his friends back in New York, Joey thought. They would have harassed him for every detail of how he'd spent his lunch hour for the last week.

Which was not a conversation to have in public.

Saturday afternoon, when he got home - and after his mom finished bombing them both out for not calling - Seto explained that Joey was assisting him with an experiment for Sociology and, because of his work schedule, it would be easier if Joey stayed at Kaiba Manor for a few days. Mom had not been happy about it, but she didn't argue. And Joey had made it a point to call her at scheduled times so she didn't worry.

Sociology. What a laugh. Biology would be more accurate.

Joey had finally confessed and told Seto everything - what parts he had and how he found out. It had been hard for Joey to say it out loud. He'd been terrified of admitting that he was halfway a girl, but Seto had pointed out that for a vertical DoubleMale, Joey's physiology was perfect.

"You fit around me exactly," Seto told him - as they were fucking again.

They fucked in the morning, before they left for school. Twice, Seto had blown him in the car on the way. At lunch, they went to the roof and made out. Usually. Today, Seto had a luncheon to attend, so he'd left at 10:30.

And Joey was torn. On one hand, he liked his new friends and did kind of miss hanging out with them.

On the other hand, however, Seto was amazing.

Smart. Sexy. Skilled at everything. Way more disciplined than Joey. Somehow they got their homework done and still fucked half the night.

Seto had figured out the pain. "It's your cervix. I just have to avoid hitting it." As a result, they did a lot of anal. Which, Joey hated to admit, was not a bad thing.

He was adjusting to the fact that he preferred guys.

Looking back, he realized he probably should have known all along. All the girls he dated had no tits and short hair. He couldn't describe a pretty girl, but he knew the size and shape of every guy on his old soccer team.

Waking up that first morning in Seto's bed felt like he was still dreaming. With Isis, he'd felt sick; with Seto he felt whole.

Normal.

Normal was good.

xXxXxXx

Seto re-read the contract. He did the math manually to figure a cost model over five years. Ordinarily, he did simple equations like that in his head, but Katsuya made it hard to concentrate. He dropped a digit earlier in the week which could have cost him the company, so ever since, he did the math physically. He made margin notes as he reviewed. He even asked his secretary to proofread everything he wrote.

Twice she found where he'd written 'Katsuya' instead of the client's name.

This was bad. He had inherited Gozaburo's shares and position with the caveat that the ROI never drop below 8%. In the four years that he'd been at the helm, it hadn't dropped below 11%. But careless errors could create costly mistakes. And mistakes were what the board were looking for.

The original contracts between the stockholders on the board and Kaiba allowed a maximum share ownership of 15/100. At the 16th share, the stock would split and all board members would have the option of buying shares at one third the market price. The deal guaranteed that no one would be able to buy out the stock and be the controlling shareholder. But it also left Seto in a constant struggle for control.

There were two clauses that voided the poison pill contracts. One was beyond Seto's control for now - it involved his eventual heir. The other involved ROI, the profit margin, and the shareholder bonus. Seto often analyzed the numbers, but he hadn't managed to produce the proper results. The company was profitable, but not quite in the way he needed.

His watch chimed the hour. 7pm. He had a half an hour to tie up the day, then home to homework, dinner…

...and Katsuya.