It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau while cuddling
under the mistletoe
Getting out the front door, the next morning proved to be mostly hassle free for
Kaiba, although not entirely so. While Mokuba still needed to be rushed to get
ready and out the door while there was time to miss traffic--there weren’t any
silly trees blocking their way. There was however, the bag with an odd
assortment of candy canes that the housekeeper handed the boys as they left.
Kaiba had looked at the bag wearily before walking to his car leaving Mokuba to
grab it, quickly thanking the woman as he ran out to catch up with his brother.
After dropping off Mokuba and getting himself to school, this time without
incident, Kaiba noticed the bag. Large, red and white striped sugar candy fell
across the passenger’s seat where Mokuba had left them in his rush. Idly, Kaiba
picked up the bag shoving the candy back in intending to toss it in the first
trashcan he came upon, no need to leave it in the car only to attract bugs.
Unconsciously or not, one of the peppermint sweets found its way to Kaiba’s
mouth, the sugar confection slowly melting as he swirled it around his tongue.
They weren’t so bad, he thought tucking the bag with the rest of the candy canes
within the pocket of his coat. Of course, they tasted better before he ran into
Yugi and his cheerleaders or rather, before they ran into him. “What’s the
matter Kaiba, boyfriend too small to satisfy that oral fixation of yours? Just
let me know the next time and I’ll help you out.” He definitely needed to keep
an eye on Bakura. If it wasn’t for the fact that Yugi and the others were now as
red as he knew he must also look, Kaiba would have killed them all. Instead, he
went back to ignoring them, leaving as quickly as he could while still looking
in complete control.
Later at the class party, Kaiba overheard the mutt and one of his friends as
they offhandedly wondered about the tree that stood in the middle of the large
room where the party was being held.
“It’s gotta be thirty feet at least.”
“Don’t be stupid Honda; it’s only twenty feet high.” The friends’ argument
quickly went from words to playful pushing and shoving. Other students gathered
round watching the two, as their other friends made some attempt to stop them.
Not caring one way or another how the whole thing went, although he did think a
fight between the two might liven up the party a bit, Kaiba sat off to the side
wondering if it were possible for the pair to be any stupider. He even said so;
loudly enough to be heard by said pair. Everyone turned, looking at him.
"Fine then "Mister I'm so smart", how tall is the tree?" Jounouchi questioned,
crossing his arms over his chest in a decided huff.
Somehow Kaiba was able to pull off an 'I am completely superior to you and we
all know it' look at the same time as an 'isn’t this the most boring fucking
thing I've ever had to live through' look. "Sixteen feet. You can ask one of the
teachers if you like."
"Right, like you did, huh?"
"No. I did the math." The look on the other's face said he would have to explain
it to him. "I was outside when they brought the tree in. Based on the tree's
shadow compared to mine at the time, I made an estimated guess of its height."
"He's right, you know. Nice to see someone is paying attention in math class,"
their mathematics instructor had been standing behind the crowd the entire time,
listening. Everyone quickly went about their way, seeing that there wouldn't be
a fight commencing anytime soon as the two friends were talking and goofing off
in their normal manner. Everything was right in their world again.
Minutes later, the class gathered together for the gift exchange. The teacher
stood calling out each name before handing the student the box or bag containing
their present. There were collective oos and ahs around the room as packages
were opened to the delight of everyone--well almost everyone. Yugi stood there
trying to figure out who would give him a large Blue Eyes White Dragon Plushie.
It was a very nice present. So cute, with a big red bow wrapped around the neck.
The mangled Dark Magician figurine in its mouth was not. Then there was the very
audible squawk that rang throughout the room as Jounouchi looked into the bag
wherein his present arrived. The only sounds heard from the blond for several
moments were various levels of unintelligible gibberish until he finally managed
to get out the words. “I’m going to kill you KAIBA!” He ran to the other side of
the room where Kaiba stood waiting in extreme irritation for the day to end.
“What is the meaning of that, that item?”
Kaiba looked over the blond as if seeing him for the first time, “What are you
talking about?”
“That present. It had to be you; you’re the only one that despicable.”
“Isn’t that a big word for someone with such a small mind?” Kaiba deadpanned.
“However, I still don’t know what you’re talking about; I didn’t get your name.”
“Jounouchi, you didn’t like the shirt I bought you?” The raven haired Otogi
asked, smirk plastered upon his face. "I thought it was perfect."
At that point, the teacher walked up with a smallish box in her hand that she
held out to the blond. "I missed this one, sorry." As she walked away from the
small gathering, Jounouchi tore open the red paper wrapped gift. He lifted up
the black t-shirt from inside, holding up for all to read. “If found please
return, my owner misses me.” The picture of the cute little puppy with large sad
eyes, said it all.
If it had not been for the presence of the teachers in the room, no one doubted
that Jounouchi would have done more than glared at Otogi--the glare saying more
than words could. “Was this from you as well,” he managed to growl as he held
out a paper bag more commonly used for wrapping presents such as bottles of
wine.
Without a word and due to idle curiosity about what all the fuss was about,
Otogi took the bag from Jounouchi’s hand and opened it enough to get a peek.
Green eyes darted back and forth between the bag and receiver a few times
questioning, “It’s a bottle of chocolate. What’s wrong with that?”
“Look closer.”
Lifting the bottle out of the bag, Otogi dropped it back in as soon as he was
able to read the label. “As much as I’d like to take credit for that--wasn’t me.
Although I now wish I’d thought of it.” He handed the bag over to Honda who had
been standing next to him the entire time, straining to get a look.
As each of his friends opened the bag, looked within, and suffered some form of
embarrassment, Jounouchi watched—waiting for confirmation from which the gift
might have come. Someone handed the bag to Kaiba and he passed it quickly to the
person standing next to him. Jounouchi pounced, “So, it was you!”
“Hmf, are you insane? I would not buy you a gift if you were the last person
alive. I do not care about you or your little present.” With that, Kaiba turned
around and walked away from the menagerie fully intending to find something that
would pass for a drink, a soda or a bottle of water, anything as long as it was
far away from Mouto and his idiotic friends.
Looking at the clock on the wall, he noted there was only another hour and a
half before he would be free from yet another annoying Christmas tradition.
Kaiba started wondering if he couldn’t just call the office, demanding his
secretary call the school, frantic about how they needed him immediately due to
some tragic incident. He noticed the teacher watching and knew right away there
was no way he could use his cell phone in front of her without her knowing when
the call came through from Kaiba Corp. that he had arranged it. Well he couldn’t
use it unless he went to the restroom to make the call--that was out. Using the
phone in the bathroom was just plain wrong, no matter what the situation. No, he
was stuck.
There were little amusements at least. It seemed Mouto’s friend Anzu had gotten
herself a sprig of mistletoe and was chasing most of their class around trying
to kiss them. One look from Kaiba and she turned the other way, the girl was no
fool. He watched as the other male class members found various reasons to leave
the room, hide behind teachers or, suddenly turn gay--well unless he’d just
never noticed the fact that Honda was that way.
Honda had spotted Anzu coming his way with her mistletoe and had turned around
running straight into Otogi who was also holding a sprig of the parasitic plant.
Didn’t look like he minded that one bit however, as the raven haired pseudo-slut
backed him up against the wall under an even bigger clump of mistletoe before
laying on him one of the more impressive kisses Kaiba had ever seen at school.
This was when the teachers decided to intervene, breaking the two apart and
sending them to opposite sides of the room--Honda going back to his friends
while Otogi took a seat next to Kaiba.
“So, did you send it?”
Kaiba sighed; this was getting old fast, “Send what?”
“You know, the bottle of chocolate lube, to Jounouchi; although, I always
figured you to be more the vanilla type.” Green eyes sparkled in sheer delight
over his cleverness.
“Let’s get this perfectly straight,” the laughter that broke from Otogi did
nothing to stop Kaiba in his anger only adding fuel to it. “I would NOT buy
something like that for that moron.”
“Hmm, right. Only someone we love so much could bother us so badly." Seeing the
look on Kaiba's face he explained, "You know, the whole we actually love those
we hate thing, they pushed on us in grade school.”
Kaiba stared at Otogi for a moment, too stunned to do anything else. What idiot
came up with that nonsense? Had to be the same ones that thought they could
convince him there was a Pharaoh’s spirit living within Mouto’s Millennium
Puzzle. He wondered briefly how Mokuba would like to move to another county,
after all Kaiba Corp. had branches all over the world. Another forty-five
minutes, that was all he had left. He could make it through. Or not. He got up
without saying another word to Otogi and walked back to the middle of the room,
surrounded as it were by the idiot squad.
Anzu, who was still sneaking around the room, mistletoe in hand caught Kaiba’s
eye once again. Maybe he shouldn’t have growled at her when he noticed, but she
should have gotten the idea the first time. The girl ran off, one hand behind
her back hiding a pair of fuzzy pink fur handcuffs, in Yugi’s direction. Kaiba
followed her at a distance, figuring something quite amusing was to happen.
The holly green, the ivy green
The prettiest picture you've ever seen
Is Christmas in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
It's nice, you know, to kiss your beau
While cuddling under the mistletoe
And Santa Claus you know, of course
Is one of the boys from home
The door is always open
The neighbors pay a call
And Father John before he's gone
Will bless the house and all
How grand it feels to click your heels
And join in the fun of the jigs and reels
I'm handing you no blarney
The likes you've never known
Is Christmas in Killarney
With all of the folks at home
onward
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