Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Never Okay ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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I walk down the stairs again, this time tugging a leather jacket on over my tank-top and walking slowly. I let my hair down from it's messy pony-tail, only to flip it over my shoulder to braid it. I grab my messenger bag off of the coat rack and sling it over my shoulder, all with one hand tangled in my hair. Oh, I'm good.

"You have very pretty hair, Mokuba. When was the last time you had it cut?"

I glance up at my hovering brother before shrugging. "I had one a couple of months before Battle City, and that was the last time it was actually cut. I've had it trimmed every six months though, to keep the ends nice."

Seto reaches forward to brush my bangs from my face. I blush and duck my head, ignoring Seto so my fingers don't get tangled in my hair.

"D-Don't you need to get to work?"

"Great thing about me being the head of the company, I don't have to call in sick, I can just notify my secretary that I'm not coming in today."

I stare dumbly at my brother for a couple of seconds. "Uh...What?"

"We're gonna spend the day together, if that's okay with you."

"Y-Yes, of course. What are we gonna do?"

"Well, since you seem to like to hang around the mall so much, I was thinking we should go there."

I grin. "You're willing to go to the mall? What did Ziko put into your coffee?" I lean forward and look into my brother's coffee cup. "It looks normal..."

Seto laughs and takes his coffee away from me. "She didn't put anything in my coffee that I'm aware of. Besides, I decided this last night. It was only confermed this morning, since you like that discusting crap from McDonalds for breakfast."

I grin. "You actually remembered that bit of info? How long ago was that?" A couple of years ago, I went through a stage that I ate at McDonalds as much as I could for breakfast. You cannot deny the yumminess of the McGridles.

"Of course I remembered, I'm your big brother, I'm supposed to remember things like that. Besides, you were obsessed."

"Was not! I just... really like McDonalds food." Seto chuckles and downs the rest of his coffee while I make a face. "Coffee is so gross."

"No it isn't. Your taste buds are just mutated."

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I sit it the fast food restaurant with my brother. He is sitting there with some coffee that he had odered, and I have my heart attack-to-be, taken apart, infront of me.

"So what's the point of taking the sandwich apart?"

I poke the 'bread', leaving an indent on it. "Well, you see, the bread is sweet, like a pancake or something, and the egg-stuff doesn't taste good with it, neither does the sausage. But seperate, they're alot better."

"You've made a science out of eating McDonalds food?"

"Well, yeah, I live off of this stuff during midterms and finals when I lock myself in my room to study."

"You don't need to study, you could ace your tests with flying colors without studying."

I sigh, ripping apart my pancake-bread to eat it. "I hate how they test us, and it always makes me nervous, so if I don't study, I'll forget everything that I was taught."

"How do they test you?"

"They shut us- my whole class, all 350 of us- in the auditorium, and there are ten long tables that 35 of us sit at. We're always sitting really close, and I hate it that someone could just take all my answers. So I get nervous." I laugh and finish eating the top of my mutilated sandwich.

"You do better than I did with testing. I refused to take tests in the same room as my classmates."

"I guess your teachers loved you, right?"

"I kept them on their toes."

I grin and shake my head, leaning back in my chair to look up just in time to see two girls get up and start walking towards us. They look almost exactly like Anzu-san did, barbie-doll figures clothed in mini skirts and tight shirts.

"Uh, 'scuse me..." One of them directs towards Seto. "Are you Kaiba Seto?"

Seto looks up at the girl, glaring cooly. "Yes."

"Oh my gawd! I'm such a big fan of yours, and I went to the same high school as you did! I never thought I'd see you out like this! You've been practically a shut-in since high-school."

Seto's expression turns into one that is severly annoyed. "I haven't made a public spectecle of myself. The tabloids, fortunately, do not know of my every move. Do not assume, young lady."

"But- But... You've never been seen in a fast food restaruant before!"

"I am here with my little brother, if you were too dense to notice, which I don't doubt. Now if you'll excuse us... Mokuba?"

I nod and stand up, grabbing my trash to throw it away.

"Waitaminute! Don't you want to know our names?"

Seto turns, his coldest glare in place. "I am spending much needed time with the only person I can actually stand aside from my lab workers, and I really don't give a shit who you are."

The girl looks offended, and I snicker, earning a glare from the silent one.

"You're so mean, Kaiba Seto!" People turn to stare. "All I wanted to do was meet you cause you always seemed so lonely in school!"

"I'm not lonely, you unmigitated imbicile, I have all I need standing next to me." Seto gestures towards me and I feel butterflies in my stomach. Until I realize that he meant nothing more than brotherly love. "I just can't stand the company of people like you. Hell, I can't stand the company of people. Now if you will excuse us, again, I will be leaving now." Seto turns on his heel, stalking towards the door, hand reaching out to grab my wrist on his way out. "C'mon Mokie, before I do something that I might regret."

I look over my shoulder at the fuming girl, sticking my tongue out at her childishly. You got owned, bitch.

In the car, Seto glances at me. Inside, I'm grinning wickedly, but on the outside... Well, I'm grinning wickedly. He grins back at me, and the both of us start laughing.

After our laughter dies down a bit, Seto turns to look at me, a soft smile on his lips. I smile back at him.

"Girls like that are the reason I'm gay."

Seto starts laughing again.

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After the two of us enter the mall, I quickly drag Seto into a store that I frequent. It's squeezed in-between a Macy's and a game store, looking utterly dark and depressed, in a creepy 'me' sorta way.

Seto looks around the store, staring at the leather clothes suspiciously as I skip up to the counter. "Yaaami? You here?"

There is a thump from the back door and Yami stumbles out, his hair a mess, leather vest unbuttoned. The man runs a hand through his hair, smiling sheepishly. "Hello Mokuba! Why aren't you in school?"

"I'm here with my big brother. We're spending the day together. I interupt something?"

Yugi walks out of the back room calmly, slipping his shirt on with a smug smirk on his face. "Hi Mokuba."

I feel Seto behind me, way, way too close for comfort. Yami's eyes narrow, and Seto is probably sending my friend a glare of death.

"Seto."

"Yami, Yuugi."

I throw up my arms and squeal, "Mokuba!"

It sorta breaks up the air of tension that was briefly present, and Yami and Yugi begin to chuckle. Well, Yami chuckles, and Yugi giggles along with me.

"Oh yeah, Mokuba, that collar you ordered is in. I'll go grab it!" Yugi says, excited. He leaves his lover at the counter, half glaring at my brother behind me, and runs into the back room, reappearing moments later with a small box. He sets it down on the counter, opening up up carefully. "Close your eyes, Mokuba."

I do what my friend tells me to do, and feel the heavy leather of a collar around my neck, getting comfortably tight. "Okey! Open your eyes now."

Yami hands me a mirror and I smile at my reflection. The collar is wider than the ones that I usually wear, making it so I can't stare at the floor like I normally do. In the centre of the collar is an ankh and below it, a small loop, just big enough to clip a leash there. The rest of it is pretty plain, with small designs here and there.

I turn around and show it to Seto, who stares at it for a moment before smiling slightly. "It's nice. I like it."

"Yeah, Mokuba, you look really cute," Yami says. I turn back to the two, but not before catching a deadly glare sent to Yami by my brother, making me slightly confused. Yugi catches my eye and motions for me to step behind the counter.

"I want your opion on something, Mokuba, it'll only take a minute."

I nod and slip behind the counter. "I'll be right back. Don't bite each other's heads off, kay?"

Yugi ushers me into the back room, which has probably seen more sex than a porn director and closes the door, leaning up against it with a smile on his lips. "Did you act on your feelings towards your brother, little Mokuba?"

I furrow my brow and shake my head. "Nooo... Why?"

Yugi's look turns dissapointed. "Oh... Well... Mokuba... Ihopeyoudon'tgetmadatmeforthis... I think your brother is in love with you too cause... Damn, that look that he gave Yami is the same sort of look that Yami gives people when they look at me. Except it was tens times worse."

I laugh and shake my head. "Yugi, you and Vanessa are gonna be the death of me. If Ryou and Marik gang up on me, I'll just die. I'll never be able to act on my feelings, and you know it. If I lose my brother, I lose everything I've ever had."

"But, Mokuba, he loves you."

I sigh and walk out of the back room, right into the middle of a glaring contest. "Seto, you do realize that Yami wasn't hitting on me? He's gay with Yugi."

Seto glances at me, then back at Yami. "Why am I so surprised?"