Kaiba's Unpaid Debt

By: cHiBi MiDnIgHt AsSaSsIn

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or its respective characters. If you sue me, I'll just simply have to kill you.

Author's Note: This story is a sort of very late birthday fic for my friend Chelsea. It was her birthday in May, but what's three months huh? Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHELSEA!!! When I thought of this fic originally, the name of the girl was going to be Raine, but since it's for Chelsea, and she likes Kaiba, her name will be Chelsea Raine.

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Chapter 1:

"Watch out!" cried a voice aimed directly at Mokuba.

Mokuba, who was on his way home from school, shifted his gaze from the ground to find that he was in the middle of the street, with a truck speeding towards him. He froze on the spot, and closed his eyes waiting for the impact.

The impact never came as the same person who had warned him about the truck tackled him to the opposite sidewalk. The truck blared its horn behind them as it attempted to make a stop.

Mokuba landed heavily on the pavement, his school uniform partly torn, and his savior landed to the left of him, with his or her arm around his waist.

"Watch where you're going," yelled the driver from the window. "Lousy kids."

Mokuba scrambled up from the ground and turned to face whoever it was that had tackled him. It was a girl who, by the looks of her equally torn uniform, went to the same high school as his older brother. She had blond hair and aquamarine eyes.

"Thanks," he said, offering his hand to the girl to pull her up.

"No problem," she smiled and took his hand. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. By the way, I'm Mokuba. Would you like to come by to my house, so I can thank you properly?" he asked, picking up both of their school things.

"The name's Chelsea Raine. I'd love to come to your house if you don't mind," she replied, trying to be friendly, and took her things gratefully from Mokuba.

Mokuba led the way, and he and Chelsea made some small talk along the way. Unnoticed to both, Chelsea was bleeding from the incident, and was dripping a small trail of blood as she walked.

"I noticed that you go to Domino High," said Mokuba. "Do you know my brother Seto?"

Chelsea took a while to register the fact that the stoic Kaiba in her class was related to this friendly little kid. There was a period of silence until Mokuba turned around to look at her. "Um, of course. Your brother's famous. In fact, he's in my class."

Mokuba nodded and then gasped. They had passed through the gate surrounding the Kaiba mansion, and were on their way up the long path from the sidewalk to the house. "You're bleeding!" he pointed out.

Chelsea looked down and saw that she had a cut in her right leg. "I guess it was from that little run-in with the truck back there," she dismissed it with a little unconcerned wave of her hand. "It's nothing to worry over.

Mokuba took a look behind her and pointed. "Nothing to worry about huh?" he asked seriously.

Chelsea followed his gaze to a small crimson line of periodic drops of blood, outlining the path they took to get there.

"Come on, there's a first aid kit inside the house," said Mokuba, pulling her to the front door and opening it with a key from his uniform pocket.

Mokuba gave her a towel from a closet and walked her to the living room. There he made her sit down on a black leather couch, while he ran off to find the little white box.

Chelsea pressed the towel over her cut and surveyed her surroundings. The decoration suggested a hint of a certain amount of wealth and elegancy, but did not overdo it. There were various beautiful pieces of art every now and then, and the furniture portrayed comfort rather than expense.

The front door slammed shut and a voice shouted urgently, "Mokuba? Mokuba! Where are you? Are you hurt?"

Mokuba and Seto appeared in the living room at the same time. Seto slowly looked at from the trail of blood to Mokuba to Chelsea.

"What is this ditz doing in my house?" Kaiba asked Mokuba in a dangerously low voice.

"Well, I can see when I'm not wanted," she replied airily, getting up to brush past the brothers and leave. "Good day Mokuba, Kaiba."

Just as she made it past Mokuba and was approaching Seto, she gasped and collapsed to her knees. Then, just as suddenly, she fell to sit at the ground holding her injury.

Mokuba rushed to help her. "Mokuba, explain," commanded Kaiba.

"Um, I was walking home from school and I wasn't looking when I crossed the street. A truck came at me, and Chelsea pushed me out of the way at the last minute. So, for thanks, I asked her to come by here, so I could do something about her leg," said Mokuba. "So, uh, Seto? Could you help me get her to the sofa?"

The elder Kaiba brother did not say a word and walked over to Mokuba and Chelsea to help, but she spoke up.

"That's okay Mokuba," she assured him. Then she eyed Kaiba and said haughtily, "Don't touch me. I can get to the sofa perfectly well by myself. As she moved to her destination, she lost even more blood, and Mokuba had to help her a little to get there.

As she sank into the leather she murmured, "I feel a bit lightheaded."

"Hn," grunted Kaiba. "Don't you feel that way all the time? Considering that you're the clumsiest and the most ditzy blond I have ever met."

"Fine, more lightheaded than usual. Happy?" she asked resignedly.

Something was wrong. Kaiba and Chelsea always had lengthy fights at school. She's giving up to easily. She must have lost a lot of blood, Kaiba thought. Upon a closer look, he found that she had either drifted off into a peaceful sleep or …

Kaiba sighed and said to Mokuba, "I think she passed out from blood loss, hand me the first aid kit."

Mokuba quickly handed the little white box over and Kaiba opened it. First, he cleaned out the cut with some hydrogen peroxide. Then, he carefully wrapped some bandages around it and tied it off with a neat knot.

"There. She should be fine when she wakes up," he told Mokuba. "I'm off to do some work okay?" Kaiba turned to leave.

"We can't just leave her here can we?" he asked. "She should be laying down shouldn't she?"

Kaiba sighed. He just couldn't say no to Mokuba. "Fine," he muttered. He placed his left arm under her knees, and his right arm around her back, and gently lifted her off the couch. Mokuba moved her arms so that they rested on her stomach and were not dangling from her body.

Mokuba ran ahead of the two of them, hurrying to open the door so that Kaiba could place her in a bed in the nearest guest room.

"Thanks Seto," said Mokuba gratefully.

"Call me when you're hungry alright? I'm off to call her house and let her parents know that she's here so they don't worry," he replied.

To be continued…

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Chelsea - (English) "seaport" OR (Anglo-Saxon) "port"

Raine - (French) "queen" OR (Old German) "mighty army"

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Tell me what you think by reviewing. Thanks for your time, and don't forget to wish Chelsea a happy very belated birthday. ^-^