Chapter 1
Sickness
The sequel to Seto's Bravery. Seto always wanted someone, besides Mokuba to
understand him.
Author's Notes: Hey, we're back. Now, don't shoot me, but this story is my first shot at a romance sort of story. I know everyone likes the idea of Kaiba getting close to someone too. And that's part of the story. Anyway, here it goes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Mokuba woke up one morning and looked at the clock.
"Gack! I only ten minutes to get up and get to school? Why didn't Seto wake me up?" Mokuba growled.
Quickly, Mokuba got dressed and hurried downstairs, expecting to see Seto sitting down at the table with breakfast and a cup of coffee in one hand, reading the paper, but he didn't.
"Seto?" Mokuba called out into the mansion.
Seto had been very different ever since he had died and come back to life. He only spent three days at the Kaiba Corporation Building, Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. All the others where spent with Mokuba.
Today was Thursday; Seto couldn't be at work today. Mokuba started to panic. He went through the whole house looking for his brother when he came to his brother's bedroom door. Mokuba opened it carefully and saw that his brother was still in bed.
"Big brother," Mokuba called out into the big room. "Big brother wake up."
But Seto didn't stir. Mokuba walked to his brother's side. Seto's face was slightly tensed and sweat had started to roll down his face. Mokuba put his hand on Seto's forehead, and this caused Seto to wake up.
"Mokuba?" Seto asked groggily in a scratchy voice. "Why aren't you at school?"
"Well, for one thing, I didn't get up until like five minutes ago," Mokuba explained.
Seto gave a weak scowl.
"I told you to set your alarm," Seto scolded.
Mokuba smiled sheepishly.
"Seto, I think you're sick," Mokuba concluded.
"It's just a twenty-four hour bug, I'll be fine," Seto insisted.
"No, I'm going to call a doctor or something," Mokuba told his brother.
Seto didn't argue, he didn't have the strength to. Mokuba went to the phone where they kept all they're important phone numbers. He looked up Dr. Westfield.
"5-6-7," Mokuba said as he dialed the number. "4-1-3-2."
The phone rang three times, and then a voice said, "Dr. Westfield's office, how may I help you?"
"Hi, um, my brother's sick," Mokuba explained.
"I can make an appointment at 3:00," the lady told Mokuba sweetly.
"No, see, I can't drive, I'm too young, and he can't drive because he's sick," Mokuba explained.
"I see, well, I'll send some one out right away," the lady told Mokuba.
"Thank you," Mokuba replied, and hung up.
The doorbell rang and Mokuba raced to get it.
Please review, that's all I ask, besides reading it of course.
Author's Notes: Hey, we're back. Now, don't shoot me, but this story is my first shot at a romance sort of story. I know everyone likes the idea of Kaiba getting close to someone too. And that's part of the story. Anyway, here it goes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Mokuba woke up one morning and looked at the clock.
"Gack! I only ten minutes to get up and get to school? Why didn't Seto wake me up?" Mokuba growled.
Quickly, Mokuba got dressed and hurried downstairs, expecting to see Seto sitting down at the table with breakfast and a cup of coffee in one hand, reading the paper, but he didn't.
"Seto?" Mokuba called out into the mansion.
Seto had been very different ever since he had died and come back to life. He only spent three days at the Kaiba Corporation Building, Mondays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays. All the others where spent with Mokuba.
Today was Thursday; Seto couldn't be at work today. Mokuba started to panic. He went through the whole house looking for his brother when he came to his brother's bedroom door. Mokuba opened it carefully and saw that his brother was still in bed.
"Big brother," Mokuba called out into the big room. "Big brother wake up."
But Seto didn't stir. Mokuba walked to his brother's side. Seto's face was slightly tensed and sweat had started to roll down his face. Mokuba put his hand on Seto's forehead, and this caused Seto to wake up.
"Mokuba?" Seto asked groggily in a scratchy voice. "Why aren't you at school?"
"Well, for one thing, I didn't get up until like five minutes ago," Mokuba explained.
Seto gave a weak scowl.
"I told you to set your alarm," Seto scolded.
Mokuba smiled sheepishly.
"Seto, I think you're sick," Mokuba concluded.
"It's just a twenty-four hour bug, I'll be fine," Seto insisted.
"No, I'm going to call a doctor or something," Mokuba told his brother.
Seto didn't argue, he didn't have the strength to. Mokuba went to the phone where they kept all they're important phone numbers. He looked up Dr. Westfield.
"5-6-7," Mokuba said as he dialed the number. "4-1-3-2."
The phone rang three times, and then a voice said, "Dr. Westfield's office, how may I help you?"
"Hi, um, my brother's sick," Mokuba explained.
"I can make an appointment at 3:00," the lady told Mokuba sweetly.
"No, see, I can't drive, I'm too young, and he can't drive because he's sick," Mokuba explained.
"I see, well, I'll send some one out right away," the lady told Mokuba.
"Thank you," Mokuba replied, and hung up.
The doorbell rang and Mokuba raced to get it.
Please review, that's all I ask, besides reading it of course.