Acceptance
By GRose522
Chapter One
Mokuzai's POVMy uncle is a very powerful man. He is an excellent strategist, can stare down any anoint, and knows just what buttons to push when dealing with businesses associates. Really anyone for that matter. He his considered the most powerful man in the country, and has been deemed the most desirable bachelor in the country, despite the fact that he is 37 years old.
Now, you're probably wondering, what does your uncle have to do with anything. My answer: everything. Now you're wondering why I haven't said anything about my parents, or better yet, myself. Another thing you might be wondering is my name, or at least my uncle's name. Well, for starters, my name is Mokuzai Kaiba, and my parents are the late Mokuba and Bara Kaiba. My mother died in childbirth, and my father died five hours ago in a car accident. Which of course means that my uncle is the famous Seto Kaiba, billionaire, gaming specialist, and CEO of Kaiba corps.
I did mention that my dad died five hours ago, right? Cause that's a major part of this story. Not how it happened, but the aftermath.
Our story starts, with a phone call. I was, at the time, in my uncle's office. Since my uncle remains unmarried and childless, I was the only heir-next to my father- to the Kaiba estate, so it was mandatory that I learned the business. I know some people don't like the family business, but gaming was in my blood. I love everything about it.
But, anyways, as I was saying, I was in my uncle's office, when the phone on his desk rang. He picked it up, gave a short 'hello' and listened as the person on the other end talked to him. I watched as his face got grimmer and grimmer. He finally put the phone down and looked at me. He then stood up and walked to the door.
"Come with me." He said leaving the office. I followed him, but my curiosity was peaked.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Your father was in an accident and we are going to the hospital immeditly." He said walking down a flight of stairs.
I had to pause a moment when his said that. Dad in a car accident? How did this happen? When I realised that Uncle was fifty yards in front of me, I ran to catch up. Neither of us said a word the rest of the way to the parking lot, or on the limo ride to the hospital. He left me to my thoughts, and I left him to his. Despite the fact that it happened a mere five hours ago, I can barley remember what happened after that. I have flases of what happened during the past five hours going through my mind. I remeber sitting in the hospital waiting room on a scarcely padded chair next to my uncle. I remember nurses and doctors rushing about, and finally, the chief of surgery coming to us and telling us that the wound was too fatal, dad didn't make it.
I could scarcely breathe when he told us that. If it weren't for Uncle putting a reassuring hand on my shoulder and thanking the doctor, I probably would have blacked out. The next thing I knew, we were back at the mansion, and Uncle leading me to my room.
"You get some rest. We'll talk about what will happen tomorrow. I'm giving you permission to skip school tomorrow, but only tomorrow." he said as I walked into my room. I barley nodded as I entered. As soon as I got to the large bed in the middle of the room I collapsed onto it. I don't think I had the mental ability to do anything else.
And now, as I lay on my bed, halfway between conscienceless and unconsciousness, I wonder, what did I do that I would lose the only parent I had left? Will I survive the next few years? Why is human life so fragile that just one accident, and a noble man cease to exist. Will I be next? Or perhaps I'll lose my uncle next. I don't know, so I let sleep consume me and hope for a better tomorrow.