The Fire
SKA: hey people how are you this fic is a short one very short but I hope you like it please review
Tears cascaded down my face you were never coming back, never coming home I had finally left my wonder land and I new I would never return there again. A small amount of relief washed over me as EMTs took your battered body and pulled it from the building, our home, I felt small arms wrap round my waist and I started to cry harder. I screamed as a larger pair of hands wrapped around my shoulders and tried to pull me away from the ball of burning debris. I screamed and screamed my thrashes grew harder as the two pairs of arms pulled me farther and farther from you how could the I loved you, you were my life my home my everything didn't they understand that I couldn't let you go, you couldn't die. I heard somebody whispering behind me it sounded like Yugi but I wasn't sure I couldn't see straight let alone hear. "I'm sure he'll be fine he always is" I wanted to scream at all of them to shut up they were all so calm how3 could they go through this with out one tear shed? How could they do that my husband was hurt he was dieing and I had to tell my kids and Mokuba this how could I. I pushed Yami and Yugi off of my body and fell to the cement closing my eyes and covering my ears to try and block out all the things that were happening around me but it was no use I could still smell the burnt wood and the scorched skin the smell of my own burned hair made bile rise in my throat.
I watched as the doctors came out of the operating room as each passed they gave me and the kids pitying looks I didn't need there pity I was a Kaiba! Slowly a man in white who I knew as Doctor Opeey walked over to us. He smelled of sanitizer. I wrinkled my nose in distaste "Mr. Kaiba you may go see him now" I showed the doctor no sing that I had heard him instead I quickly grabbed the hands of my sons Connor ten and Aidan eight and watched as my thirteen year old daughter Trista stood beside a twenty four year old Mokuba, her shoulders shook slightly, all three of them were always trying to be strong like there father they were always trying to make us proud they didn't seam to see that we would be proud if they acted like them selves.
I walked into the bright white room and started at what looked to be the body of my husband. He was covered from head to toe in bleach white bandages the life essence of my husband soiled the bandeges the colour of a crimson rose. My heart dropped as my sons looked at me for some kind of answer. The answer I couldn't give them "Joey" my head snapped up the voice was so familiar but it sounded like it hadn't been used in forever when in actuality Seto had just used it three hours ago to scream for all of us to get out of the house. I heard another sound that came from my left, a relived sob, I watched as my daughter flung her self forward grasping her father in a warm embrace "OW!" Seto gasped in pain quickly Trista jumped back mumbling apologies. A smile broke out over my face I still had my wonder land, my heaven. My home had not been lost today because my home was here. I let out a content sigh and walked over to a chair to sit and watch as my family fussed over Seto. Life was good.
SKA: like I said short story so review and to all the readers out there um num num Kaiba Hair!