1. Sex History (1/2)

"seto, this is an intervention," mokuba said, serious as he stood at the front of the conference room.

"i don't need an intervention," kaiba scoffed, turning to leave but roland blocked the door. "move aside."

"with all due respect, sir, i think you should hear him out," roland said after clearing his throat. his employer rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"just sit down. this won't take long if you cooperate."

kaiba turned around and narrowed his eyes at his little

other, repeating, "i don't need an intervention."

"seto kaiba, you are thirty-two years old, unmarried, and, although it might be hard for you to accept, you are not going to live forever. if you want to keep this business in the family, as i know you do, you'll need to have an heir."

"i'm going to clone myself and my clone will be my heir," kaiba answered matter-of-factly, arms crossed stubbornly.

"using which method?" mokuba asked, looking more exasperated by the moment.

"somatic cell nuclear transfer."

"you know as well as i do that telomere shortening makes that inviable. besides, human cloning isn't even legal yet."

"it's not illegal," kaiba pointed out with a smirk, making mokuba smack his palm against his forehead.

"not yet," mokuba grumbled. "the issues of an heir aside, i want you to be happy."

"i am happy."

"no you're not. you're distinctly unhappy, seto, and i want to see you settled down like i am."

"not everyone's cut out for marriage, mokuba," seto snapped, starting to glare at his

other.

"just sit down so we can get this over with," mokuba sighed, and kaiba finally complied. "roland, hit the lights." the lights flicked out and mokuba pushed the button on the remote to turn on the projector.

"you prepared a powerpoint for this?!" now kaiba was the exasperated one.

"yes." mokuba stepped away from the wall and off to the side. "a powerpoint on why you can't commit to relationships," he said, reading the title he'd given his presentation.

"are you sure this is necessary?" kaiba raised an eye

ow at his little

other.

"let's look at a timeline of your past relationships, shall we?" mokuba said, going to the next slide as he ignored his

other's question. seto's eyes grew wide.

"how did you know about—?"

"you and pegasus?" mokuba threw his

other a sidelong glare. "or were you going to ask about you and zigfried?"

"i was going to ask how you knew about me and marik," seto grumbled, leaning back in his chair in a posture of stubbornness.

"let's start at the beginning." the next slide showed a picture of seto and pegasus, the one from when they released the first duel arena. "you two were 'together'"—mokuba used air quotes around that word—"for three months before i was kidnapped and he tried to take over our company."

"it was strictly a business arrangement," kaiba said dismissively, earning himself an unimpressed glare from his

other.

"a business arrangement that involved sex?" mokuba asked, one eye

ow raised as he crossed his arms as well.

his

other was silent for a few moments.