Man! Why did it take me so long to update! Well I won't take that long
anymore! Wait no more, on with the story!
Disclaimers and warnings: Don't own Yu-gi-oh! (Well, that's obvious) if I did, I'd be rich! And if you don't like yaoi too much, then you probably shouldn't read this story!
Setting: 11:15, nighttime, raining slightly, in Kiaba's mansion
Seto opened the door and viewed the person at the door. "Hello Mr. Kiaba," she held out her hand.
He took her hand and shook it, "Hello Dr. Riggs."
"You know you can call me Electra." Dr. Riggs, Electra, was cheerful for someone being on call around midnight. She had white pants and a white overcoat that was open. Her shirt had blue and white stripes. Her hair was a yellow flame down to her waist. Even though she was five years older than Seto, she was a head shorter than Seto making her look like a life- sized candle.
"Of course. You still seem the same as usual."
"So what's the problem this time Kiaba," She stuck her hands into her pocket, grinning to show most of her teeth. "Little Mokuba has a cold again."
His lips curled in a quarter of a circle smile thinking of that memory.
*past* "Mokuba, what's wrong?" Seto demanded.
"Seto," he sounded so weak. A series of coughs tore from his chest. Seto reached out and touched his forehead. He yanked his hand back. His head was burning up. He started to panic. 'What am I going to do? He maybe dying, and I won't be able to do anything to help him.' A sudden idea dawned on him. He went to rush out the room, then stopped and turned suddenly. "I'll be right back, Mokuba. Don't die on me," then rushed out.
"Ok *cough* Seto," he coughed, sniffed, and turned over.
***still in past***
"Hi, Mr. Kiaba," she took Seto's hand and shook it vigorously, "I'm Dr. Riggs, but you can call me Electra," she grinned showing most of her teeth. "Where's the patient?"
"This way," as he led the way up the stairs, he put his hand on the railing, not because he needed it to go up the stairs, but to keep him from shaking so much. He was not about to show weakness to this person.
He stopped at a door and let her go in first. She went to the sleeping form and held his wrist. Then she opened one of his eyelids to check his eye. Then she felt his forehead. During all this, Seto was trembling slightly, deep in thought. "Mr. Kiaba," she said it so suddenly he nearly jumped out of his skin. "May we step outside?" They left the room and closed the door softly. "Is he alright?" Seto tried not to sound nervous, "he won't die, will he?" 'Why is she taking so long to answer?' he looked at her to find laughter in her eyes.
"It's nothing to fret over, Mr. Kiaba, little Mokuba just has a little cold," she grinned her toothy grin, "Just make sure he gets plenty of fluids and he'll be fine." Seto smiled his quarter circle smile.
*back in present* 'if only it was that,' his mile faded. Aloud he said, "No, I have another patient for you. He's upstairs."
"Well lead the way, Mr. Kiaba."
Seto walked up the stairs with Electra right behind him. They turned into the first room. Electra crept slowly to the sleeping form. When she was closer, she whispered softly, "Oh god. Mr. Kiaba, what happened?"
"Can you treat him?"
"It will take work," Electra rolled up her coat sleeves, "but I think I can do it." She gently took off Ryou's crème sweater and began to unbutton his undershirt.
"Well, I'll just leave you to your work. Call Mokuba if you need something," there was no emotion in his voice but the statement was hurried.
"Before you go, Mr. Kiaba, could you get me some warm water and a cloth?"
'Man, so close,' Seto thought. He had his hand behind his back on the doorknob and was slowly twisting it. "Sure," He went to the bathroom connected to his room. He bent down to get a foot tub from under his sink. He strode over to the bathtub and turned the knob close to hot. His face was blank, but it masked all the turmoil inside him. 'Why couldn't she wait until I leave to start undressing him. I know I know I'll need a cold bath after this. She better not ask me to take off his.'
"That water sure has been running a long time, Mr. Kiaba. Is everything ok?"
Seto looked in the tub to realize the foot tub was overflowing. He turned off the water, took one of the cloths that was folded up by the sink, and carried both to Electra.
Electra noticed some steam climbing into the air out of the tub. "Hmm." she thought for a moment then grinned. And in a sing song voice, "It's getting' hot in here, help me take off all his clothes!"
Seto was startled at the statement. He felt a slight blush creep up his neck. He quickly pushed the blush back, but it showed a little in his ears. "Uhh.uhh."
Electra grinned her toothy grin, "Just kidding Mr. Kiaba," she started working on Ryou's fly. "Man, this is hard."
'Not as hard as I'm getting,' Seto thought.
"Got it," she began pulling down his pants. She noticed Seto was still there. "You may leave now, Mr. Kiaba. I'll get you when I'm done." Seto shook his head to clear his hazy mind and stepped out.
As soon as she heard the door close, Electra took her chance to look at Ryou's body. 'Even with all those bruises, he looks very nice,' She started stroking his hair. 'Who would want to beat up such a creature?' Electra thought all this over, not daring to speak aloud. She was thinking whether she should take Ryou's underwear off, when Ryou turned toward her with eyes wide open.
Hoped you guys like it so far! I would like to thank everyone who even glanced at this! I especially like to thank aneme-child! She was my first and only reviewer! That makes me so happy that there is someone out there that actually likes this! Well I hope not to keep you guys waiting too long for another chapter! I'm already working on the next one, so it may be up sooner than you think! Well, see ya!
Disclaimers and warnings: Don't own Yu-gi-oh! (Well, that's obvious) if I did, I'd be rich! And if you don't like yaoi too much, then you probably shouldn't read this story!
Setting: 11:15, nighttime, raining slightly, in Kiaba's mansion
Seto opened the door and viewed the person at the door. "Hello Mr. Kiaba," she held out her hand.
He took her hand and shook it, "Hello Dr. Riggs."
"You know you can call me Electra." Dr. Riggs, Electra, was cheerful for someone being on call around midnight. She had white pants and a white overcoat that was open. Her shirt had blue and white stripes. Her hair was a yellow flame down to her waist. Even though she was five years older than Seto, she was a head shorter than Seto making her look like a life- sized candle.
"Of course. You still seem the same as usual."
"So what's the problem this time Kiaba," She stuck her hands into her pocket, grinning to show most of her teeth. "Little Mokuba has a cold again."
His lips curled in a quarter of a circle smile thinking of that memory.
*past* "Mokuba, what's wrong?" Seto demanded.
"Seto," he sounded so weak. A series of coughs tore from his chest. Seto reached out and touched his forehead. He yanked his hand back. His head was burning up. He started to panic. 'What am I going to do? He maybe dying, and I won't be able to do anything to help him.' A sudden idea dawned on him. He went to rush out the room, then stopped and turned suddenly. "I'll be right back, Mokuba. Don't die on me," then rushed out.
"Ok *cough* Seto," he coughed, sniffed, and turned over.
***still in past***
"Hi, Mr. Kiaba," she took Seto's hand and shook it vigorously, "I'm Dr. Riggs, but you can call me Electra," she grinned showing most of her teeth. "Where's the patient?"
"This way," as he led the way up the stairs, he put his hand on the railing, not because he needed it to go up the stairs, but to keep him from shaking so much. He was not about to show weakness to this person.
He stopped at a door and let her go in first. She went to the sleeping form and held his wrist. Then she opened one of his eyelids to check his eye. Then she felt his forehead. During all this, Seto was trembling slightly, deep in thought. "Mr. Kiaba," she said it so suddenly he nearly jumped out of his skin. "May we step outside?" They left the room and closed the door softly. "Is he alright?" Seto tried not to sound nervous, "he won't die, will he?" 'Why is she taking so long to answer?' he looked at her to find laughter in her eyes.
"It's nothing to fret over, Mr. Kiaba, little Mokuba just has a little cold," she grinned her toothy grin, "Just make sure he gets plenty of fluids and he'll be fine." Seto smiled his quarter circle smile.
*back in present* 'if only it was that,' his mile faded. Aloud he said, "No, I have another patient for you. He's upstairs."
"Well lead the way, Mr. Kiaba."
Seto walked up the stairs with Electra right behind him. They turned into the first room. Electra crept slowly to the sleeping form. When she was closer, she whispered softly, "Oh god. Mr. Kiaba, what happened?"
"Can you treat him?"
"It will take work," Electra rolled up her coat sleeves, "but I think I can do it." She gently took off Ryou's crème sweater and began to unbutton his undershirt.
"Well, I'll just leave you to your work. Call Mokuba if you need something," there was no emotion in his voice but the statement was hurried.
"Before you go, Mr. Kiaba, could you get me some warm water and a cloth?"
'Man, so close,' Seto thought. He had his hand behind his back on the doorknob and was slowly twisting it. "Sure," He went to the bathroom connected to his room. He bent down to get a foot tub from under his sink. He strode over to the bathtub and turned the knob close to hot. His face was blank, but it masked all the turmoil inside him. 'Why couldn't she wait until I leave to start undressing him. I know I know I'll need a cold bath after this. She better not ask me to take off his.'
"That water sure has been running a long time, Mr. Kiaba. Is everything ok?"
Seto looked in the tub to realize the foot tub was overflowing. He turned off the water, took one of the cloths that was folded up by the sink, and carried both to Electra.
Electra noticed some steam climbing into the air out of the tub. "Hmm." she thought for a moment then grinned. And in a sing song voice, "It's getting' hot in here, help me take off all his clothes!"
Seto was startled at the statement. He felt a slight blush creep up his neck. He quickly pushed the blush back, but it showed a little in his ears. "Uhh.uhh."
Electra grinned her toothy grin, "Just kidding Mr. Kiaba," she started working on Ryou's fly. "Man, this is hard."
'Not as hard as I'm getting,' Seto thought.
"Got it," she began pulling down his pants. She noticed Seto was still there. "You may leave now, Mr. Kiaba. I'll get you when I'm done." Seto shook his head to clear his hazy mind and stepped out.
As soon as she heard the door close, Electra took her chance to look at Ryou's body. 'Even with all those bruises, he looks very nice,' She started stroking his hair. 'Who would want to beat up such a creature?' Electra thought all this over, not daring to speak aloud. She was thinking whether she should take Ryou's underwear off, when Ryou turned toward her with eyes wide open.
Hoped you guys like it so far! I would like to thank everyone who even glanced at this! I especially like to thank aneme-child! She was my first and only reviewer! That makes me so happy that there is someone out there that actually likes this! Well I hope not to keep you guys waiting too long for another chapter! I'm already working on the next one, so it may be up sooner than you think! Well, see ya!