A Nasty Case of Flu – Chapter 02
By luminousSpark
15th July 2009
A/N: Special thanks to Toxic Hathor, Candy World, and -The-Shadow-Realm- who reviewed my first chapter.
To those who read this fic but did not leave a review, thanks for your time to actually reading it. ^^
Warning: Seto/Yami (Prideshipping). No like-y. No read-y. And also foul language coming out of Seto's mouth.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh. I don't own their characters. Kazuki Takahashi owns them. I do own, however, the plot of this story and all their stupid nonsense. You can take the flu if you want.
-S-Y-S-
It's the first day off for Seto Kaiba. Surprise, surprise. It was horrible.
It wasn't the fact that he woke up at the middle of the night vomiting of what little he ate earlier that day. Or the fact that his body was experiencing extreme pains of pins and needles all over him, on top of a severe headache he ever felt and a bloody itchy sore throat. Or even the fact that he was called by one of his panic stricken employees on his mobile phone at 5 o'clock in the morning just to tell him that their system got infected by a deadly virus. Again. Oh no.
It was more on what he experienced the second after he opened his bedroom door.
Let's just say he really hated being so damn rich right now.
Really, really hated it.
-S-Y-S-
"Mr. Kaiba, shall I wash your back?"
"Mr. Kaiba, you can just stay there. I can reach that one for you."
"Mr. Kaiba, I made your favourite dish. Would you like me to feed it to you?"
"Mr. Kaiba, you don't have to get up of the bed. I'll give you a massage."
"Mr. Kaiba, do you want a change of bed sheets?"
"Mr. Kaiba ..."
"Mr. Kaiba ..."
"Mr. Kaiba ..."
Maids, butlers and cooks encircled the mentioned person from left to right. Seto's 10 square metered bedroom didn't seem to be so spacious anymore. If he could actually move at all, that was.
He was bombarded with so many offers, so many questions. He couldn't capture everything they said. The words and sound were muffled to his ears. All of them seem blurry to his eyes with all their fast movements. Majority of them he didn't even know that they actually existed before. He was pushed around here and there, trying to get his attention, trying to get his favour. Some made him lie down. Some made him stand up. Some tried to make him eat something. Some were just staring at him for no reason at all.
Wait a minute. Did someone just grope his butt?
Oh no. That was the last straw.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAARRRHH!!!!!"
Everybody halted on their positions. They stopped on whatever they were doing. All were looking at their young employer silently. No one dared to break the silence. That was until Seto yelled once more.
"OUT! DAMN YOU PEOPLE! STOP TOUCHING ME AND I WANT EVERYONE TO GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!" he shouted, as he pointed his forefinger to his bedroom door. He was sweating hard. His was breathing heavily too. In and out. In and out. It was the only sound that could be heard at the moment.
"But, Mr. Kaiba --"
"IF YOU DON'T ALL GET OUT OF MY ROOM RIGHT THIS INSTANCE, I SWEAR YOU'LL SPEND THE NEXT MINUTE IN THE STREET WITHOUT A JOB!"
Still, noone dared to move. They all seemed frozen from the shock caused by the CEO.
"I'M WARNING YOU. OUT! NOW!!"
All of the Kaiba Mansion's staff quickly scurried out of his room like scared little bunnies. To Seto's mind, they were scared little bunnies. They might as well should be.
-S-Y-S-
Mokuba Kaiba woke up cheerfully this morning.
The sun was up. The sky was clear. The birds were singing merrily through his window. School was off since it was their mid-term break. More importantly, his big brother would be staying with him the whole day! How awesome was that?
Speaking of his big brother, he should get up and meet him. After all, he needs to make sure that he took his medication for the day. His brother has the habit of actually 'forgetting' his daily health needs. Saying that it 'slipped off his mind while he was working' or that 'it was too insignificant to give attention to'. Seriously, Seto needs a partner.
The twelve-year old quickly changed his pyjamas. He put on a pair of newly washed dark grey denim jeans and wore a green long-sleeved turtle-necked top. He gave his long jet black hair a quick comb before leaving the room.
Mokuba's room was just the diagonal of his brother's. He hopped and skipped happily towards the older Kaiba's door. It didn't take long for him to reach there when he heard noises coming out from the other's room.
'That was weird.' Mokuba thought, 'It's always quiet in Seto's room.'
When he was about to reach for the doorknob, he froze at the sound of his brother's voice. Shouting.
"IF YOU DON'T ALL GET OUT OF MY ROOM RIGHT THIS INSTANCE, I SWEAR YOU'LL SPEND THE NEXT MINUTE IN THE STREET WITHOUT A JOB!"
What could be possibly happening in the room to make Seto so angry like that?
"I'M WARNING YOU. OUT! NOW!!"
The door suddenly burst open in front of Mokuba. He was met with a flood of people trying to get out of the room. They all looked very anxious to be away from the place as if their life depended on it. He caught some of the words exchanged by the staff.
"Huge bonus be damned! There's no way I can keep him stay in bed without losing my head."
"This is the last time I'm going believe those silly gossips from those maids."
"Bonus, bonus... I just got to have that huge bonus!"
'What the hell was that about?' Confused, Mokuba stepped in his brother's now opened room.
"Seto, what's--?"
"Didn't I tell you that there's no way that I'm staying in bed for five godforsaken days?! What the hell with the staff? Acting as if I'm a dying old man. Making me eat whatever crap they're trying to put me through and..." Seto kept on complaining. His chocolate brown hair was a mess and was standing up all over the place. His blue pyjamas were very wrinkled and untidy. It was totally opposite than the normally tidy look Mokuba had seen from his brother every day.
Mokuba talked over his brother, ignoring all of his complaints. "But Seto! Why won't you? You're sick! You know you're sick! Why won't you just take a time off to actually relax so that.."
"... then suddenly all the staff is trying to get my attention! Just yesterday most of them were too scared to even go near me and..."
"... you work so hard everyday that you hardly go home and have a bit of sleep too. More importantly..."
"... what the hell was with that cook? Is he trying to poison me? I can't take the damn food off my..."
"... you don't even eat three meals a day! You don't even finish a plate of food! You just drink coffee most of ..."
"....And one of them actually tried to fucking groped me! ME! I swear I'll kill that person."
"... and there's nothing wrong if you--- what?" Did he hear that right?
"You heard me. I don't want any of those idiots come even ten feet near me! Do you understand?! So leave me alone while I work out the mess my incompetent employees in KaibaCorp just made!"
"Seto! Can you at least listen to someone when--?"
"There's not a damn person in this screwed up world can control me! I'll do whatever I so damn please!" With that, Mokuba got pushed out of Seto's room. The door slammed loudly behind him.
He turned around and faced the door once again. He sighed in defeat, shoulders slumped down. He could still hear heavy coughs inside his brother's room.
'Big brother really needs someone to tame him. Someone his equal. Someone who he respects. Someone who can actually go through that stubbornly thick skull of his.'
Mokuba grinned slyly in his thoughts.
It's time to call the Mutous again.
-S-Y-S-
Somewhere in Domino City, a teenage boy felt cold all of a sudden.
-S-Y-S-
A/N: That's all for chapter 02. Once again, Yami is not in it. Please don't kill me!! ::hides::
Please review! I want to know if this story is actually good enough to continue or if I'm just babbling nonsense. It's for your sanity and mine. Feel free to give any suggestions you want to add in the story. I have the tendency to run out of ideas. I tried. ::cries::
I don't have a clear conclusion in my head (aside from the obvious). I write as I go. So please...
Review! ^^