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The afternoon sun was still hot in the midst of summer. It's russet rays stung Ryou Bakura's albino skin and soaked into his business attire. The rather petite man was unused to the heavy cloth making up his black suit and dress pants; they suffocated him even more than the bright blue tie that was pulled just a little too tightly around his neck, and the black, clacking shoes pinched his toes painfully. He would have much rather dawned his usual worn out sneakers and loose striped tee shirt and ripped jeans, but as his friend Yugi had reminded him time and again, the person he was about to meet face to face for the first time was not a 'business casual' type of Alpha, and coming to this highly important meeting in street clothes would do him and his cause no good. Still, Ryou tugged at his tie with a scrunch in his face as he looked up the short, but steep set of steps to the front of Kaiba-Corp.
"Okay," he puffed to himself, pulling on his clothes to straighten out nonexistent wrinkles. He patted his right front pocket to feel the bump of the flash drive hidden within. The flash drive that held all of the important information on 'Project N.O.H.' that his scientists were willing to share. The project that could change the world as they knew it, and better the lives of every Omega alive now and born in the future. The project that needed Seto Kaiba's funds to continue. A whining noise was sighed through his nose as he muttered to himself, "No pressure."
With a deeply sucked in breath, Ryou took the first step up towards the revolving door entrances. This wouldn't be his first communication with the Alpha in charge of the main supplier of Omega heat suppressants world wide, in fact, Kaiba offered his young rebellion of outraged Omega's under the table deals, so that each and every man who worked for him, or was taken in by his unnamed group, had access to the life saving drug. He even helped Ryou and Yugi find positions within his company to work in safety; A rare thing for those born with the curse of being an Omega - A man with the ability to bare children, and who goes into periodic, debilitating heat cycles. This would, however, be the first time they'd spoken to each other directly. So far, Yugi, a Beta male and Ryou's right hand, had done all of the foot work and communications between them. After all, an Alpha and Omega doing business together was highly unorthodox, and would hardly be taken seriously.
He made his way through the revolving door marked Omega, but was stopped from reaching the front desk by a tall, lanky security guard who held out his hand in silent direction. Ryou smiled pleasantly to hide a distasteful sneer, and held out his right arm while pulling back his sleeve to show off a bright yellow wrist band with a bar code. At least the guy was gentle, and even looked apologetic when he took Ryou's wrist and ran a small scanner over the code. The machine beeped and blinked green, and the guard nodded and moved on to the people behind him. All large businesses were required by law to have these stopping points, where an Omega was stopped and scanned to confirm that they were on and had taken their heat suppressants. 'For the sanity and protection of the Alpha community.' Pathetic... All those scans did was provide rapists a way out of guilt; because an Alpha cannot control themselves when in the presence of an Omega in heat.
Ryou made his way to the front desk to be greeted by a young man with a wide smile and sparkling brown. He could tell it took everything for Kayn not to greet him with cheer and opened arms. The brunette was one of the first Omegas he'd found a job for here, but once someone left the unnamed order, they were to pretend to have never known him. So, Ryou made an obvious gesture to look at his name tag before speaking. "Good afternoon... Kayn? I have a 6:45 meeting." He offered a sweet smile and pulled a card out from his back pocket to be scanned.
"Alright then Mr..." the receptionist scanned the card and handed it back, then looked at the computer to see the information, "Bakura. Mr. Kaiba will be out of his current meeting shortly. Please take the elevator on the far right to the top floor, and I will let him know you've arrived."
The card was returned to his pocket and the receptionist was given a short wave before he made his way towards the elevator with relaxed shoulders. He was glad Kayn seemed to be doing so well, and he was thankful to Seto Kaiba for giving him that chance. Finding an Alpha to ally with Omegas was rare indeed, and he should know. After all, despite the band around his wrist and his timid demeanor...
Ryou stepped into the elevator, pressed the button for the top floor, and stood back to watch the doors close.
He was one.
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"Youare aware of who you're speaking to?" The droll, bored tone of Seto Kaiba wasn't what instantly set the man on the screen on edge. "We had a deal." This was said with paused emphasis between words that spoke far more than the sentence ever could.
Despite how calm he sounded whenever he spoke, those icy blue eyes of his were more sinister than just about anything he'd ever seen. Seto knew this. Even as he hunched forward and pulled his hands up to clasped them together in front of his face, he was glaring the man down with zero sign of mercy in his demeanor. Alpha and omega alike, most men feared Seto Kaiba's wrath. He had built himself and his company up to a level very few could even dream to reach. To anger him could mean the end of every semblance of what you'd call life, let alone your career. After all, he had a hold on the largest market of both scientific, and technological development in the world. Not to mention munitions. Though, admittedly, Kaiba Corp had cornered that market before he'd ever come close to taking over.
The stumbling attempt to correct himself and appease the horrifying man before him drew the scowl from Seto's face and forced it into an amused a smirk. It was hidden behind his hands, though the low chuckle it produced wasn't. The context of the man's words were meaningless. They stopped the instant the unfamiliar noise bubbled past and those large, sharp eyes closed loosely. "I do like it when they beg."
Seto sat up in his chair, long slender fingers brushing through auburn hair shortly before tugging the sleeve of his white tailored suit back into place from the motion, then calmly rested with his palms back on the large dark oak desk he sat behind. The smile that lined his lips as sky blue eyes replaced themselves on their target was even scarier than his previous demeanor. "Lucky for you, I'm feeling generous today."
The heavy sigh he received in return as the Alpha on the other line visibly relaxed was precisely what he expected. Were his smirk not already so devious, it would have taken on a deeper curl for the pleasing thrill that rolled through him for this moron falling so easily for a pleasant word while he'd barely listened to a single one spoken after his offense.
"Now," he mentioned lightly as he stood using the support he held on his desk. That smile faded and replaced itself with the natural, hard stare as he recognized the small blinking notification at the bottom of his computer screen. While he'd love to sit here and screw with the man's emotions while he decided what he wanted in return for his 'generosity', he'd need to cut things off quickly. As far as he saw it, this man was nothing to him now. So his next appointment was much more important. "I have another matter to attend to, so I'm going to keep this short."
"O-of course," the man stumbled out quickly. Even through the large screen that hung on the wall, Seto's height and stance were incredibly intimidating as he glared down on the pinhole camera that sat in his desk.
"You think long and hard about what you might owe me in return for breaking our contract. And I'll get back to you when I've decided whether or not I care enough to hear you out on it." Seto had little care for the man's sudden uproarious anger as he realized what exactly was being said to him. The large button on the video phone had been lost under his palm before any proper objections could be given either way.
Taking in a deep, drawn breath, the tall man sat down once again. He closed his eyes and rubbed at his temples lightly as his sharp demeanor wavered for a moment. "It's too early for this," he sighed out moodily. "I haven't even had my caffeine yet."
"Well it's time to wake up. Youareaware that the sun will be going down soon," came the mocking, higher tuned voice from beside him.
Of course, it wasn't early at all. They'd been up all day fulfilling the tedious task of checking in on their partnered companies; and Seto had had of caffiene throughout. One tended to get used to the odd things his big brother would say when they stuck to his side long enough. It didn't matter that it didn't make sense. Mokuba caught on to the fact that the CEO was simply drained of whatever cares he happened to have when they'd started. He was nearly in the same boat himself. This sort of thing was always harder on his brother though. After all, he was doing most of the work. And yelling at 'morons' all day could take its tole. Especially on a man in Seto's position.
A cup was set on the table in front of the teen who'd been witness to the show. "You do realize we can't take what just happened lightly."
"Shut up Mokuba." Kaiba sat back up, his looming stature returning to itself as he carefully tugged on his soft blue tie and straightened his still prefect white suit needlessly into place. Matching eyes turned toward the younger male, a hint of softness in them no one else had ever seen as that smirk crawled back across his face. "Go on. Greet our guest at the elevator."
Mokuba chuckled lightly at the moody response, more than used to it by now. No matter how cruel he could be to anyone else, the cruelty he showed his little brother was nothing more than playful. It got a stuck out tongue in return most of the time. This time he simply tapped the desk next to where he'd placed the tea that had been steeping during their conference call. Although the smile that shone all the way to those giant plum eyes he'd recently started growing into so well was tangibly excited. "What do you think he's going to be like?Ithink it'd be neat to meet one like you, Big Brother."
The smile Seto had for the teen soured instantly. "Mokuba," The name was snapped in a short warning as he snatched the much needed drink into his grip, an exasperated sigh following it as the bouncy teen hurried off with a cackle. One never knew when or where to speak of such things. The walls almost always had ears despite how incredibly tight Seto had made his security.
As an Alpha Seto had had every opportunity provided to him once he'd taken over. It had taken so much to get to there in the first place. He was a giant; leading in the tech and science departments. They'd even dove into the entertainment industry and made a huge boom because of it. Of course, there was only one small issue with all of this. One that could bring his company down to its knees....
Despite the fact that Kaiba Corporation only hired on Omega, the entire empire he had cultivated and grown over the years would wither and die the instant it was discovered that it was run by one as well.
Not one to be bothered by these things under the stare of his brother, Mokuba made his way from the office and down the long corridor, reaching up and tightened the ponytail that held crazy onyx mane in place. He might not be meeting another Alpha, but he still wanted to make an impression. While he didn't dress in a well tailored suit like his bother, The tight black slacks and tailed button-up white shirt firmly pressed under a red vest sent off just enough of the 'business' vibes he was willing to put out there.
He wasn't like his big brother, and he didn't run the corporation. Of course, it helped that he was an Alpha himself, but no one would have questioned him as he stood beside Seto Kaiba regardless. As it stood, no one either knew or needed to that he was what he was in the first place. Seto ran the company. Since he only hired on Omega's, it wouldn't matter whether the younger brother was one or not. And not surprisingly given Seto's immense figure, it had never really come up in the first place. So to be frank, he was somewhat excited that he was going to be able to out himself at the very least to their new guest. It wouldn't matter whether or not this one knew.
The elevator dinged. And before the door even opened big amethyst eyes tightened into a crescent and a large smile plastered itself on his face without even the need to make it. "Hi! Welcome to Kaiba Corp!" The bubbly demeanor anyone who spent any small amount of time with him broke its way through all on its own and threw his arms out wide open. There was no way he could contain all this excitement, after all.
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While the elevator made its gradual accent, Ryou fiddled with his wrist cuffs and the bright yellow band that screamed his place in society. He tugged on the fabric, picked at the simple cuff links, twisted the band, and when he forced himself to stop being so fidgety he wound up tugging at his wild hair that was barely tamed by a bland tie at the base of his head. The small man grumbled to himself and forced his hands in his pockets to keep them still, and focused instead on the bland music filling the small box.
His ride paused twice to let others on and off, and he lowered his gaze to the floor as any good Omega should. He hated such terrible social norms, but they were integral to his goals, and he fit them well. When alone again, his large brown eyes watched the digital number rise closer and closer to the top floor, where he would finally meet the other Alpha who had aided his comrades. With a dull, yet high pitched ding marked the landing on his floor, Ryou took a step forward, intent on leaving as the doors slowly pulled open. Instead....
"YEEK!"
Ryou nearly walked right into Mokuba, and that along with the loud, brilliantly bright greeting had him jumping back and squealing in shock. His hands yanked out of his pockets and balled up tightly to his chest as he recoiled; body turned to the side and left leg slightly lifted. Wide doe eyes locked on Mokuba, and as he slowly relaxed his body, a flash of heat rose up to his cheeks as he realized just how foolish his reaction was to such a kind greeting.
Well... At least it was a veryOmega thing to do.
With both feet back on the ground, Ryou fumbled to straighten his tie and at least make an attempt to cover his faux pas. "Um..." he started awkwardly, only to be interrupted by another elevator ding. The doors began to close and the petite man jumped again before practically tumbling through them and right into Mokuba's open arms and face first into his chest with a loud 'Oof!'
As the doors shut, Ryou titled his head to peek up through messy white bangs with an awkward smile and a squeaked greeting of, "Um... Hi? I'm Ryou."
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The horrified squeak of a white little mouse was all Mokuba managed to recognise before anything else. The sudden change in atmosphere in the shorter man forced happy eyes to pop open and look him over curiously. For the briefest of moments, long white hair had him expecting to see a wrinkled old face to go with that tiny stature. It would make sense of a man who was running a whole entire army after all.
Surprise hit him square in the face when he was met with one that looked like it was somewhere around the same age as his own. And that, along with the outburst it had come along with nearly forced him into a fit of laughter. It probably would have even doubled him over. The ding of the elevator going off stopped him short before he could even finish a full breath of a laugh. It had come out for a moment, but pulled back quickly into a small gasp.
The next thing he knew, was his own sure grasp of lanky arms wrapping the little white mouse in an instinctively protective hug that stopped him from faulting any further than his clumsy little legs had made him go so far.
Then he was greeted awkwardly.
Large purple eyes blinked several times in attempting to grind his brain into a quick reset in order to catch up to the situation. He wanted to laugh again. But a different want beat him to it entirely. Those eyes that were just large enough to still make him look completely innocent in the proper circumstances slanted into a swirling purple gaze of steel that capped a slow grown smirk. Both of which loomed down on the mouse in his arms. "Well," he started in a tone that had strayed so far from the cheery, childish tune it had held before. "Aren't you just the cutest thing I've ever seen?"
Mokuba couldn't help but tease. It wasn't just in his ownnature after all. It was probably a genetic thing, because his big brother was even better at it. It might have even been his age showing through, in need of breaking free after having had to stand beside Seto as silent and still as a stone statue through their full on day of meetings in proper form of the second head of the company. And yet the gleeful gigglesnort that bubbled past his lips as he pushed forward and wrapped his arms around even tighter around the white haired boy and rubbed their cheeks together was more than enough of a sign of the odd teen's age and mentality all on its own.
Besides. Even if it was just his own way of recovering from the suddenly awkward situation... He just wanted to hear that squeak again.
Seto Kaiba's face burried itself deeply behind long, lithe fingers that were steadied by bent elbows on the desk. In the same moment a heavy, somewhat defeated sigh burst from his chest with a low groan following it shortly. The camera feed he had pulled up showed Mokuba cuddlling a complete stranger in the hallway, a small person with nearly untamed white hair was in his arms and probably far less than pleased himself.
Having finished his tea as he pulled up the feed and watched his little brother wait for the elevator, he was just starting to feel the effects of it. This gave cause for a quick recovery as he quickly sat up and closed the window on his computer screen that had been giving him the show.
"Mokuba!" The sharp tone and near shout of his name nearly caused the raven haired teen to let go of the other boy in his arms. Instead he lost his balance starting to fall while still clinging wildly.
The awkward near 'woah' sounding noise he gave as he lost his footing might have been comical enough on its own. But, of course, this was no time for such shenanigans. And Mokuba knew he would be getting an ear full later even as they fell.
As if to confirm this the sharp, unforgiving tone eminated from the lapel located on Mokuba's tight collared shirt. "We'll talk about this later, Mokuba."
"New kid," it continued in a smooth transition as Kaiba set his attention on the newcomer. "Recover quickly and turn to your right. Follow this hallway to the end, then turn left. You will reach the reception desk outside of my office doors. Fill in your name and any subsiquent information in the following space provided. Then, once that overgrown two year old recovers, he will escort you into my office when it is your turn."
The pulsing light on the lapel was very soft, only sewing to light up for how loud or tone sharp the speaker on the other end was being. Aside from the original calling of his name, the throbbing beacon remained dim. "Nod and put some pressure on the gas pedal if you understand my instructions. Rediscover the elevator and get out of my building if you don't." Despite being perfectly sardonic, the CEO's voice was also somehow deadly serious.