Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Never Okay ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 6 )
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By: Kitsune Ryu-san 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.11.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 648 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 04.11.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 648 | Status: Work In Progress
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I wake, grumbling at the fact that I no longer have a small, warm body next to mine, and sitting up slowly. I slip out of the bed and make my way to the bathroom, cringing at my ruffled appearance, but not caring in the slightest. Mokuba'll love me even if I look like shit, so that's the only thing that matters.
Speaking of...
I make my way downstairs, going into the kitchen, where Ziko-san is making dinner.
"Smells good, what is it?"
Ziko-san looks up, startled. "Oh! I didn't hear you come in, Kaiba-san." The girl turns back to her work. "Since Mokuba-san isn't feeling well, I thought that we should have something light. Chicken soup with baked bread, and for dessert, raspberry sorbet."
I nod in approval. Ziko-san is a wonderful caretaker, and she is an even more amazing chef. "Do you know where Markab is?"
The girl looks up and smiles, probably knowing that I worry about him more than I should. "He went with Nessa-chan, I'm not too sure where to, but they said that they would be home before dinner."
"Nessa-chan?"
The knife Ziko had been holding clatters to the chopping board and she blushes, sweeping the chopped veggies into a pot.
"Vanessa-san."
I nod again and look at the maid strangely, but don't say anything else about the name-change. Ziko busies herself with making dinner, and before long, I hear the front door opening and voices.
Mokuba walks through the door, glaring ferociously at his friend while she giggles manically.
"Something funny?" I ask.
Vanessa nods and points to Mokuba. "He has a lisp."
"Do not!"
"Do to!"
"No!"
"Say, 'I love shrimp but I hate flamingos."
Mokuba stares at his friend for a minute before shaking his head and saying, "I luff shwimp but I 'ate flamingos."
Vanessa bursts into giggles and I chuckle slightly, the humor of the situation not escaping me. Mokuba sounds adorable, and he blushes at the attention that the two other people in the room are giving him. I don't think he notices my studious gaze until we lock eyes. Something is there, in those deep aqua eyes that makes me think that something is up, and I can't quite place it. It looks like a sad sort of longing, painful and in turmoil. It pulls sharply at my heart before Mokuba looks away, frowning.
His attention is diverted as Vanessa pushes a glass of water towards him and gives him a look. It puzzles me for a minute before I shrug. Maybe she's just looking out for him, who knows?
"Kaiba-san?"
I look up at the blonde girl who had spoken.
"Yes, Vanessa-san?"
"Whaddya thing about body art? Like, tattoos and piercings and whatnot?"
I shrug and reach over, stealing my brother's water for a moment before returning it. "I have nothing against 'body art', but sometimes it becomes grotesque and otherwise attractive people become more metallic than a robot. Why?"
"I was thinking, Mokuba would look cute with his ears pierced, ya know, little silver studs? It'd be nice and very fashionable."
My gaze returns to Mokuba, watching his face carefully. "Well, it's up Mokuba. As long as he doesn't decide to become a walking puzzle, I'm fine."
Mokuba's eyes narrow. "Enigma ish a gweat man, Ssseto. And da puzzle ting was awesome! He wuz dedicated. And he's gotta cat-wife. Thus, he rwocks."
I chuckle at Mokuba's mini-rant, about to say something about a cat-wife being a treasure, when Ziko-san clears her throat, probably saving us from another mini-rant. "Vanessa-san, are you staying for dinner?"
Vanessa shakes her head and stands. "I don't want to be a bother, I'll get going home."
"Oh, Van'ssa, stay. You aren't a bother."
I lean back in my chair. "Stay, Vanessa-san. I'd like to get to know my little brother's best friend more."
By the look she gives me, she knows exactly what I'm up to.
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We end up in the dining room, Vanessa sitting next to my brother, acting the part of a mother and best friend perfectly, Ziko sitting across from Vanessa and I, across from Mokuba.
"So, Vanessa-san, tell me a little about yourself."
Vanessa leans forward, smiling in a sickly sweet way. "I used to live in America with my mother, but I decided to move away and came to Japan to live with a friend of mine while studying to become a doctor. She moved away, then I stayed with a tattoo artist named Laddie and his wife, Charla. They helped me get on my feet and set me up with my apartment that I live in now. I've been working part-time at a cafe for a while."
"How old are you?"
"19."
"How did you meet Mokuba?"
Mokuba speaks up now, playing with his spoon. "Remember that after school art class I take? Vanessa takes it too."
"Why?"
"Tattoo artist. Laddie almost killed me when he figured out that I can't draw stick people."
"How long have you and Mokuba been friends?"
Vanessa tilts her head to the side, chewing on her lip thoughtfully. "Three years, I think? Yeah. It's been THAT long."
I feel jealous at the fond look that the girl gives my brother, and it almost makes me want to tell Mokuba right now, right here. The feeling is quickly pushed aside and I put on my friendly facade. This girl knows my brother too well, and I want to make certain that she is no competition, though it doesn't matter. Mokuba and I will never become lovers, but the thought of him with another person makes my heart break just that much more.
"Seto? Space to Seto!" I glance up at my brother, who seems concerned. "You spaced out there for a minute. You think too much." The last bit is mumbled and for a moment, I wonder if he had actually said it, and I am about to ask him when Ziko comes into the dining room with raspberry sorbet.
Mokuba squeals in delight, literally attacking his poor treat. I watch him bring the spoon to his lips and hear the click of metal on metal. I frown and stare intently at my brother's mouth, catching a glimpse of a dark metal stud.
I almost say 'Oh shit!' aloud.
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Mokuba slides into bed next to me, whispering words of love and adoration as he kisses me, a brief touch of lips on lips before pulling back with a smile.
"Tease," I whisper before lacing my fingers through his hair to gently tug his face down to connect our lips again. My tongue traces the slight curve of his lips, gently probing for a taste. He parts his lips in silent consent and a small battle for dominance ensues.
Mokuba presses his small body against mine, wrapping long, scarred legs around my waist like he desperately needs a life line. I gladly give one.
I roll us over, pining Mokuba under me with a small smirk that has no visual effect on him. Only my brother could do that.
"I love you, Mokuba, I really do. You are so beautiful and kind, I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you. You are what gives my life meaning, it's always been just you. Promise you'll never leave me?"
Mokuba smiles and touches my face lovingly. "Seto?"
"Hm?"
"You should wake up now."
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I wake, grumbling at the fact that I no longer have a small, warm body next to mine, and sitting up slowly. I slip out of the bed and make my way to the bathroom, cringing at my ruffled appearance, but not caring in the slightest. Mokuba'll love me even if I look like shit, so that's the only thing that matters.
Speaking of...
I make my way downstairs, going into the kitchen, where Ziko-san is making dinner.
"Smells good, what is it?"
Ziko-san looks up, startled. "Oh! I didn't hear you come in, Kaiba-san." The girl turns back to her work. "Since Mokuba-san isn't feeling well, I thought that we should have something light. Chicken soup with baked bread, and for dessert, raspberry sorbet."
I nod in approval. Ziko-san is a wonderful caretaker, and she is an even more amazing chef. "Do you know where Markab is?"
The girl looks up and smiles, probably knowing that I worry about him more than I should. "He went with Nessa-chan, I'm not too sure where to, but they said that they would be home before dinner."
"Nessa-chan?"
The knife Ziko had been holding clatters to the chopping board and she blushes, sweeping the chopped veggies into a pot.
"Vanessa-san."
I nod again and look at the maid strangely, but don't say anything else about the name-change. Ziko busies herself with making dinner, and before long, I hear the front door opening and voices.
Mokuba walks through the door, glaring ferociously at his friend while she giggles manically.
"Something funny?" I ask.
Vanessa nods and points to Mokuba. "He has a lisp."
"Do not!"
"Do to!"
"No!"
"Say, 'I love shrimp but I hate flamingos."
Mokuba stares at his friend for a minute before shaking his head and saying, "I luff shwimp but I 'ate flamingos."
Vanessa bursts into giggles and I chuckle slightly, the humor of the situation not escaping me. Mokuba sounds adorable, and he blushes at the attention that the two other people in the room are giving him. I don't think he notices my studious gaze until we lock eyes. Something is there, in those deep aqua eyes that makes me think that something is up, and I can't quite place it. It looks like a sad sort of longing, painful and in turmoil. It pulls sharply at my heart before Mokuba looks away, frowning.
His attention is diverted as Vanessa pushes a glass of water towards him and gives him a look. It puzzles me for a minute before I shrug. Maybe she's just looking out for him, who knows?
"Kaiba-san?"
I look up at the blonde girl who had spoken.
"Yes, Vanessa-san?"
"Whaddya thing about body art? Like, tattoos and piercings and whatnot?"
I shrug and reach over, stealing my brother's water for a moment before returning it. "I have nothing against 'body art', but sometimes it becomes grotesque and otherwise attractive people become more metallic than a robot. Why?"
"I was thinking, Mokuba would look cute with his ears pierced, ya know, little silver studs? It'd be nice and very fashionable."
My gaze returns to Mokuba, watching his face carefully. "Well, it's up Mokuba. As long as he doesn't decide to become a walking puzzle, I'm fine."
Mokuba's eyes narrow. "Enigma ish a gweat man, Ssseto. And da puzzle ting was awesome! He wuz dedicated. And he's gotta cat-wife. Thus, he rwocks."
I chuckle at Mokuba's mini-rant, about to say something about a cat-wife being a treasure, when Ziko-san clears her throat, probably saving us from another mini-rant. "Vanessa-san, are you staying for dinner?"
Vanessa shakes her head and stands. "I don't want to be a bother, I'll get going home."
"Oh, Van'ssa, stay. You aren't a bother."
I lean back in my chair. "Stay, Vanessa-san. I'd like to get to know my little brother's best friend more."
By the look she gives me, she knows exactly what I'm up to.
0000000000000
We end up in the dining room, Vanessa sitting next to my brother, acting the part of a mother and best friend perfectly, Ziko sitting across from Vanessa and I, across from Mokuba.
"So, Vanessa-san, tell me a little about yourself."
Vanessa leans forward, smiling in a sickly sweet way. "I used to live in America with my mother, but I decided to move away and came to Japan to live with a friend of mine while studying to become a doctor. She moved away, then I stayed with a tattoo artist named Laddie and his wife, Charla. They helped me get on my feet and set me up with my apartment that I live in now. I've been working part-time at a cafe for a while."
"How old are you?"
"19."
"How did you meet Mokuba?"
Mokuba speaks up now, playing with his spoon. "Remember that after school art class I take? Vanessa takes it too."
"Why?"
"Tattoo artist. Laddie almost killed me when he figured out that I can't draw stick people."
"How long have you and Mokuba been friends?"
Vanessa tilts her head to the side, chewing on her lip thoughtfully. "Three years, I think? Yeah. It's been THAT long."
I feel jealous at the fond look that the girl gives my brother, and it almost makes me want to tell Mokuba right now, right here. The feeling is quickly pushed aside and I put on my friendly facade. This girl knows my brother too well, and I want to make certain that she is no competition, though it doesn't matter. Mokuba and I will never become lovers, but the thought of him with another person makes my heart break just that much more.
"Seto? Space to Seto!" I glance up at my brother, who seems concerned. "You spaced out there for a minute. You think too much." The last bit is mumbled and for a moment, I wonder if he had actually said it, and I am about to ask him when Ziko comes into the dining room with raspberry sorbet.
Mokuba squeals in delight, literally attacking his poor treat. I watch him bring the spoon to his lips and hear the click of metal on metal. I frown and stare intently at my brother's mouth, catching a glimpse of a dark metal stud.
I almost say 'Oh shit!' aloud.
0000000000000000
Mokuba slides into bed next to me, whispering words of love and adoration as he kisses me, a brief touch of lips on lips before pulling back with a smile.
"Tease," I whisper before lacing my fingers through his hair to gently tug his face down to connect our lips again. My tongue traces the slight curve of his lips, gently probing for a taste. He parts his lips in silent consent and a small battle for dominance ensues.
Mokuba presses his small body against mine, wrapping long, scarred legs around my waist like he desperately needs a life line. I gladly give one.
I roll us over, pining Mokuba under me with a small smirk that has no visual effect on him. Only my brother could do that.
"I love you, Mokuba, I really do. You are so beautiful and kind, I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost you. You are what gives my life meaning, it's always been just you. Promise you'll never leave me?"
Mokuba smiles and touches my face lovingly. "Seto?"
"Hm?"
"You should wake up now."
MWAHAHHAHAHAHHA! I updated pretty fast this time, and on my birthday too. (I am SUCH a loser.) Review please! I'll love you guys forever if ya do.