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Chapter Two: Crashing

Kaiba slid into the backseat of the limousine, slamming the door behind him. The driver peered up into the rearview mirror, temporarily meeting his boss's stare. He was the first to break eye contact as he twisted the key in the ignition. Roaring to life, the limo was shifted into drive mode and smoothly glided down the streets of Domino.

"Go a little faster," Kaiba urged the driver on, "Mokuba is expecting me at eleven, and I will not tolerate tardiness on my part."

"Yes sir," the driver glumly nodded as he stepped on the pedal to pick up more speed.

The streets of Domino were practically dead in the afternoon, but it was quite the opposite during rush hour and in the evening times. Most people were inside the monstrous office buildings at work at this hour, not gallivanting into the numerous stores and shops in the area. There were still the occasional throngs of shoppers and tourists, but for the most part the traffic wasn't half bad. Lunch breaks for employees usually didn't begin until around twelve thirty, and there was still more than an hour and a half's time before the rush to the restaurants began.

As the limo got closer to the junior high, the shops and office buildings seemed to thin out, and a more suburban look seemed to be coming to life. Though it was still Domino City, the area around schools and apartments had very little stores and even fewer businesses.

The schools in Domino were very good for city schools. In most cities, parents would rather send their students to suburban schools where they were nicer, cleaner and even safer. Domino was one of the few cities that had an exceptional school system, and great facilities. There were times when Kaiba felt grateful that the schools were well funded, he would hate to send his younger brother to a private boarding school.

Right on time, the limousine pulled up to the curb where the back of the junior high school stood as a rush of kids bolted out through the doors and scattered into various places in the fenced in playground. Kaiba opened the door and scanned through the swarms of students and tried to pick out his brother's head of raven hair-

"Seto!" Mokuba grinned starting to climb over the fence to greet his brother. "You came!"

"Of course I did… I don't break my promises," Kaiba shrugged as Mokuba pushed himself on top of the metal fence and sat on top of it so he was eye level with his brother for once, "So how's school so far?"

"Ok I guess," Mokuba, answered, "I asked my teacher if it was all right if I went out with you… and you've got to come to the office to sign me out. She even said you could pull me out for the rest of the day!"

Kaiba snorted and ruffled Mokuba's hair, "That's not going to happen. I have to get back to school too you know. Come on… show me where the office is."

Mokuba climbed down from the fence as his brother stuck his shoe through one of the fence holes and hopped over the fence and into the schoolyard. After all… the front entrance was on the other side of the building… why walk all that way?

"Mokie! What did you do, bribe on of the high school students to be your friend? Or did your brother have to buy him for you since you don't have any friends?" taunted a lean 6th grader as Mokuba turned away, trying to ignore the boy as bit his lip, "What's the matter? Are you gonna cry again you big baby?"

"Hey-"

"Leave him alone Seto," Mokuba grumbled grabbing his brother by the arm and dragging him out of the playground. With Mokuba's free arm, he quickly swiped away the burning tears that threatened to leak out of his eyes. He didn't want Kaiba thinking he was too weak to stand up to Damien and his bullying friends.

"But-"

"No, we're going," Mokuba gritted his teeth together as he yanked the back doors open and led Kaiba down the hallway.

"What was that about?" Kaiba asked harshly, "That kid giving you a hard time?"

Mokuba turned around, flashing a fake smile to his brother's frowning face, "Na, just the class bully. It doesn't matter," Mokuba, said quickly. "He does that to everyone, and he's pretty thick too… he doesn't realize that he's the one that doesn't have any friends."

"You sure?" Kaiba asked uncertainly. He didn't want his brother to be bullied around, and he certainly didn't want to stand by the sideline and do nothing about it, "He sounded like he was targeting you-"

"No," Mokuba lied reassuringly, "Trust me, he wasn't targeting me. Where do you want to go for lunch?"

"Where ever you want, kid," Kaiba said sighing as Mokuba's eyes lit up.

"Really?" Mokuba gasped.

Normally, it was Kaiba who picked out the restaurant, Mokuba knew he meant no harm by this, he just wanted to avoid kid's play-o-ports and children party places as much as possible. Kaiba found the noise from McDonald's indoor playground quite annoying and irritating. Mokuba decided to spare his brother the pain of going to one of those kiddy restaurants and picked out a half way decent food place.

"How about Food Life?" Mokuba asked as Kaiba nodded as Mokuba pushed the door open into the office, holding it open for his brother.

"Sounds fine," Kaiba replied as he strode over to where a large binder lay on the counter, "I have the driver waiting for us."

Kaiba took out his own black pen and scribbled out his name, the date, time and Mokuba's name and homeroom on the notebook before pocketing the pen once more. The secretary eyed the binder for a moment then spoke up.

"Will Mokuba be coming back?" asked the secretary as Kaiba gave a jerky nod.

"As soon as lunch is finished."

"Thanks… bye," Mokuba called to the secretary as they left the school office behind.

"Do you mind if I make a quick call to the driver?" Kaiba questioned, pulling out his cell phone. "It won't take too long-"

"No go ahead…"

Mokuba forced a small smile masked away his disappointment. Usually, once his brother turned on his cell phone, he would never turn it off… even at parties or at home. Kaiba was almost addicted to it, once it started ringing, he couldn't stop answering it.

"Move the limo to the front of the school," Kaiba paused and nodded, "Bye."

Kaiba clicked off his cell phone as Mokuba sighed in relief. Sure, Kaiba had been pretty rude to the driver, but he turned off the cell phone before anyone could call him… this was turning out to be a pretty good day for Mokuba.

The driver was quick to move the limo over to the front entrance, knowing that if he took too long, his boss would not be so kind as to let him keep his job. Unfortunately for him, he was not quick enough. Mokuba and Kaiba ended up standing at the front of the school for nearly five minutes before the driver arrived.

Kaiba growled as the limo pulled over to the curb, and opened the door, glaring in at the driver. The driver peered over to meet with Kaiba's angered face and gulped noisily.

"What took you? Were you waiting for the next ice age to come? I know that limousine can drive fast if the driver wants it to."

The driver looked slightly panicky and swallowed before speaking, "Excuse me, sir… but it took me a while to get around the block… there were a lot of shoppers and-"

"It's stupid things like that, that will get you fired," Kaiba snapped as the driver paled, "Get out of the car. Your job is done."

"But-"

"You're fired, out! I'm driving now since you're obviously incapable of doing such a simple task," Kaiba spat coldly as the limo driver backed out of the driver's seat and handed Kaiba the keys. "Now get out of my sight."

"Seto, don't you think that you're being a little harsh-"

"Mokuba, stay out of this, and get in the back seat," Kaiba interrupted with a small bite to his voice as the limo driver walked away from Kaiba, his face burning with humiliation.

Mokuba did as he was told, knowing better not to irritate his brother any further. From past experience, Mokuba knew that his brother could have a terrible temper that Joey had even failed to penetrate, which almost seemed impossible. But it was possible and Mokuba had seen it happen only once.

But that was a while ago, and Mokuba was not eager to see the wrath of Kaiba again, so he obeyed his brother and strapped himself to the back seat of the limousine in silence. Kaiba slid into the front seat of the limo and adjusted his rear view mirror so he was able to see properly. His eyes glanced back to his little brother briefly before grabbing the steering wheel. Mokuba winced as his brother gripped the steering wheel so tightly, he could almost hear it cracking through the glass window that separated the front part of the limo from the back. His eyes were narrowed in frustration and his muscles seemed tensed up, all very obvious signs that he was either stressed out, or very angry.

Kaiba started up the limo and pulled away from Mokuba's school, turning up the volume on the car radio to calm down. He didn't want to ruin their lunch date because of his frustrations and bad attitude.

After a few minutes of random songs booming out of the speakers, Mokuba looked up at his brother to find his fingers gripping the wheel with a lot less force, his body seemed more relaxed, and his eyes were no longer stormy, instead they were calm and placid. He smiled and decided that Kaiba wouldn't mind him talking now that he was calmer.

"Hey Seto!" Mokuba exclaimed rolling down the glass window that separated Mokuba from his brother, "How long do we have left?"

"We'll be there in a few minutes," Kaiba answered impatiently. "And you better have your seat belt on."

"I do," Mokuba said sitting back against the seat, "But you don't."

"Mokuba, I don't need one," Kaiba replied stubbornly looking at his brother through the mirror.

"But-"

"I know what I'm doing on the road," Kaiba laughed softly as he crossed into the intersection as the light turned green. "I passed my driver's test and I think I know how to drive this limo… it's no different than a car-"

"SETO! THERE'S A CAR!" Mokuba screeched in a panicky voice as Kaiba jerked his sight back onto the road and blinked several times.

"Mokuba there's nothing-"

Before Kaiba was able to finish his sentence, a car collided into the driver's side of the limousine with a thunderous bang. Kaiba was violently thrown down to the opposite seat from the force of the impact. His head collided with the door handle and for a brief moment, everything slid out of focus. The glass from the windows shattered as the car drove into the side of the car, the metal bending towards Kaiba.

It all happened so fast that Kaiba was hardly able to register the fact that his limo had just been hit. Kaiba's jaw dropped and his eyes grew wide in complete shock.

"Seto? SETO!"

"Ugh…"

"Are you all right?" Mokuba's voice seemed to carry a heavy tremble as he went to unbuckle his seat belt.

"I'm fine," Kaiba groaned and sat up, blinking around dizzily. "What about you? Are you hurt?"

"Not really… a little bruised but I'm ok, the car got your side more than mine- you're bleeding!" Mokuba cried as Kaiba brought his hand up to his temple to find the area dripping with blood.

"I'm fine… let's go-"

"SETO! THERE'S ANOTHER CAR!"

"What the-"

With the force of a speeding bullet, a black jeep slammed into the front of the limo sending Kaiba crashing forwards into front glass of the limo, only to be snapped back by the air bag that had popped up. Kaiba released a strangled yelp as his body snapped back like a rag doll and hit the back of the seat. His head pounded into the headrest sending a painful jolt throughout his body.

Kaiba became well aware that the front of the limo was beginning to drive down into his stomach making it difficult to breath. He felt his legs being forced towards him, and his knees began to rub against the metal harshly. Everything was going so slow; this impact seemed to take so much longer to happen…

"SETO!" Mokuba's terrified voice shrieked from the back seat as the car drove deeper into the limo. Kaiba cast another glance back at his brother… his face etched in nothing short of horror and hysteria… but mostly worry for Mokuba who was rubbing the back of his head and covering his eyes.

Knowing the windshield was going to shatter at any moment… he quickly pressed one of the buttons of the side door to roll up the glass shield that separated the front of the limo from the back.

Then his stare came back to the front of the car to find that the front glass had shattered and now the glass was flying towards him jabbing into is skin…

Kaiba let out a loud shriek of pain as the glass sliced his skin drawing out blood that stained his neat school uniform. In the back of his mind, he was relieved to find that he had put up the window, but the relief did not stop his shrieks of pain escaping past his lips.

The tiny shards of glass slammed into his eyes slicing the surface of the eyeballs. Pain shot through his eyes as Kaiba's eyes began to water rapidly trying to get rid of the glass. But it was not over yet. Two more chunks the size of baseballs hit Kaiba directly in the eyes before falling into his lap. Another yelp along with a mixture of tears and blood escaped from Kaiba as he began to tremble violently as he closed his eyes, feeling his slashed eyes rubbing against his eyelids.

He opened his eyes briefly and there was a strange dizzying sensation. The muffled screams from Mokuba rang through his ears as his vision faded. He made an effort to turn around and make sure his brother was all right… but his vision turned black and he fell into a state of unconsciousness.

Mokuba immediately rolled down the glass window that separated his brother from his help. It was almost impossible to hold back the tears that were slowly overpowering his eyes, there was never a time where Mokuba had ever been so scared.

"Seto…" Mokuba whispered reaching out to Kaiba and shaking his shoulders, "Wake up…"

There was no response from Kaiba, not even a groan. Mokuba's eyes grew wide as he stared at all the cuts his brother had sustained from the shattered glass and the blood that was starting to trickle out of his eyes along with some strange white substance. He gave an involuntary shudder as Mokuba realized that the inside of his brother's eyes had been sliced open and the liquid inside the eyeball was now coming out along with the red blood.

Mokuba clenched his fists together letting out a small whimper, fearing that he just lost his brother. What would he do without Kaiba? He didn't even want to even THINK about the possibility that his brother might be-

"Excuse me, are you two all right?" asked a voice as a wrinkled man with a worried look on his face stuck his head through the opened window. He didn't look hurt, so Mokuba knew he must have been a bystander that had witnessed the crash.

"I-I am," Mokuba, answered stopping abruptly as he heard two gunshots, "What was that?"

"I don't know… how's the driver?"

"He's unconscious, and he's hurt real bad."

The man's face grew hard as he looked at the young CEO unconscious in the front seat.

"Here… come out on this side… we'll get you guys some help."

Mokuba scooted over as the man opened what was left of the smashed passenger's door and forced himself into the nearly destroyed limo and took a closer look at Kaiba, a frown buried in his old features as he heard Kaiba's rattling breaths, sounding like he was trying to take in air, but found he was unable to take in enough.

"All right, my wife all ready called 911, let's get your brother out of that seat… it doesn't look like he can breath right, otherwise I'd leave it up to the meds to take care of him…"

Mokuba rushed over quickly to see exactly what the man was talking about and nearly fell in shock. His next reaction was not so quiet; there was a loud howl and tremendous sobs of anguish.

"It's just a limo kid-"

"HE'S DEAD!" Mokuba cried as he stared at the dead body of a man sprawled on the ground.

Suddenly… Mokuba knew where the gunshots had come from. There was a large gaping hole in the man's head, and in his hand there was a small gun.

Suicide.

But why…

"This driver isn't dead yet… if you don't get a move on we might loose him!"

That was enough encouragement for Mokuba to look away from the dead man on the ground.

The front of the limo had taken most of the hit from the two cars and there was nothing left but a small gap that separated the seats from the front of the car. Mokuba realized that the man was right; if they didn't get moving Kaiba would die. A lot of metal from the cars had been forced into his brother's chest; and it was really no wonder why he was having trouble breathing.

Mokuba swallowed hard as his brother's breaths began to come out more quickly, panting and struggling to get the much-needed air. He nodded wordlessly as the man crawled closer to Kaiba's seat and thought for a moment.

"If you can kid… try and climb on the top of the limo so I can push him through the windshield… I don't see how this can work any other way."

He quickly shook his head and climbed up on top of the hot car. He crawled over to where his brother was sitting and waited for further instructions.

Kaiba's breath hitched and he began to choke for a moment, as though he were actually breathing in smoke rather than oxygen.

"Kid…we've got to get him out. Just stay calm all right? Your brother's lucky… I can get to his legs but I need you to grab his arms-"

"They're pinned down!" Mokuba cried as the man groaned and pulled on Kaiba's arms up and handed the limp limbs to Mokuba. Fortunately… the arms were not pinned down from the metal.

Tentatively, Mokuba reached out and took the two bleeding hands that were offered to him. Kaiba's hands were strangely warm and sticky at the same time. It was an odd feeling to hold his brother's hand without his brother saying anything or squeezing it back gently. The blood on the hand seemed to dry on Mokuba's hand slowly, making his hands feel unbearably clammy and gross.

"Wait until I tell you to pull all right? And don't worry about dislocating his arms or anything, those are very fixable and you can pop them right back in." Mokuba glumly as his grip around his brother's hands tightened slightly.

"Ok… I've got a good hold on his legs… start pulling," commanded the man as Mokuba heaved back with all of his strength.

"You're doing fine… there… his darn jacket was snagged on something… he's coming up… keep pulling…"

Indeed, Kaiba was slowly coming up towards Mokuba, his chest scratching against the deformed metal, making Mokuba wince as he kept on tugging. All Mokuba could think about was how much he was hurting his brother by doing this… and how he was hoping Kaiba wouldn't be mad for getting so beat up over it.

"GET AWAY FROM THE CARS! THERE'S AN OIL LEAK IN THE JEEP!" yelled a woman as Mokuba froze.

"Don't stop! Keep going… I'm not leaving till he's free… and I don't know about you kid, but I'd rather not get blown up."

Privately agreeing, Mokuba began to drag Kaiba out of the destroyed limo again, finding this time that almost his entire torso was sticking out. The fact that his brother was almost free gave Mokuba a strong sense of hope that made his muscles seem to ache less from the amount of effort he was putting into the rescue.

"STOP! Give me a second… his ankles are caught…"

Mokuba trembled on the spot, thinking about the oil leak… and how at any second all three of them could be blown up into smithereens. What was he going to do after he got his brother loose? Would he be able to drag him all the way to safety by himself?

Somehow… he doubted he would be able to do that.

"I need help!" Mokuba shouted, praying that someone was listening. "Please… we need to get my brother out! Someone… please?"

There was a long pause, and to Mokuba's disappointment, no one moved. He looked over to the crowd of onlookers, and a wave of fury erupted in him to find that none of them had bothered to come over.

"Come on! I just need your help…" Mokuba begged desperately, looking straight at the swarm of people this time. He was disgusted with those people… were they just going to stand there and watch them get blown up? "COME ON!"

"Pull now!"

Mokuba complied at once, this time dragging Kaiba's limp body all the way on top of him. Caught by surprise by the sudden weight of his brother on top of him, Mokuba fell backwards onto the hood of the jeep.

A pair of hands lifted Kaiba off of Mokuba and the CEO's body was dragged away speedily before Mokuba could figure out what happened. When he realized that his brother was all ready on the other side of the street, lying on the sidewalk, Mokuba leapt off of the hoods of the cars and scampered over to the sidewalk.

Just old man crawled out of the limo, there was a loud explosion and the jeep burst into flames. Mokuba breathed a sigh of relief as the old man limped over to where Mokuba was standing.

"Thank you so much…" Mokuba spoke up shakily as he looked up at the teenager who dragged Kaiba out of the car, then at the old man.

"It's all right kid… let's see how your brother is doing," the teen said comfortingly, grinning widely. For a moment, all Mokuba could do was stare at the teen's toothy grin for a second, finding that the boy had pointed fangs on his canines. He had bright yellow hair tipped with black edges that gave off a strange threatening aura. The teen wore a tight black tank top that showed off his left arm, where there was a large tattoo of a lightening bolt with thorns sticking out of the sides.

Mokuba averted his gaze down towards his brother and clamped a hand over his mouth. His brother coughed hard taking in deep erratic breaths as his body began to convulse violently. The old man crouched on the ground and pulled Kaiba into an upright position, hoping that it would be easier for the teen to breathe.

"Dang… where is that ambulance?" the man hissed as Kaiba choked as a strange gurgling sound came from the back of his throat.

"Kid… I need you to go over to my wife for a minute, see if she's ok for me… I'll take care of your brother, ok?" the man said firmly as Mokuba nodded shakily and followed the man's orders and ran over to the white haired lady standing on the corner of the street.

In truth, he didn't want to see his brother in that condition… it terrified him… scared him worse than the initial crash. The white haired woman smiled warmly and gathered Mokuba in her arms, somehow knowing that Mokuba really needed a hug… or some form of reassurance.

The old man sighed in relief, glad that the younger boy had left them. He knew what was coming, and he didn't want Mokuba to witness this. The teenager that lifted Kaiba off of Mokuba knelt down and went to touch his chest, as though to check for broken bones.

"Don't…" the old man growled, "He's either got broken ribs or the ribs might have punctured a lung… don't you go making it worse."

"Sorry… I was only trying to help, old man," the teen shrugged indifferently.

Kaiba involuntarily groaned as he choked again and began coughing out blood that slowly dribbled down his chin and onto his usually crisp and clean shirt. The teen was shaking violently as he coughed again, more blood spraying out of his mouth.

"Come on kid…" the man whispered, "Hang in there for another minute… the doctors will have a look at you in a second…"

The man's words fell on deaf ears as Kaiba continued to heave up more blood, his face going pale and his fingernails starting to pale and turn into a dull blue color.

And at last the sirens gave a thunderous wail as the medical vehicle pulled up next to Kaiba and the old man as another ambulance sped over to where a dead girl rested on the ground, with a gun firmly clasped in her hand.

Mokuba pulled out of the woman's grasp and raced over to his brother, as he was loaded up on a white stretcher with his legs, neck and arms strapped onto the stretcher.

"Seto…"

The younger of the two Kaiba brothers whimpered and cried as Kaiba was moved gently and quickly into the ambulance. Without a second thought, Mokuba jumped inside the ambulance and sat next to his brother on a small padded seat.

"Hey… you have to get out-"

"I'm his brother," Mokuba explained quickly as a nurse nodded.

"Yes… I recognized your brother. You must be Mokuba? We'll take care of your brother, ok?" the woman said encouragingly as the doors to the ambulance slammed shut.

And somewhere at that moment, two school bells rang, alerting the students that lunch was over, and that it was time to sit down in their scheduled classrooms. In these two schools, however, there would be no Kaibas present for the remainder of the day.

All right! End of Chapter Two! Thank you to everyone who reviewed! Bows I really enjoy reading them!

Double Kodachi: Er... if you meant series as in more than one chapter, then yes. I'll update as often as I can, because I'm still posting chapters on another web sight. I have no idea whether there's going to be a sequel (if you mean series as in more than one book) because... well I'm just not sure. I'm so glad you like this

Seto'sWhiteRose88: That... is just plain scary. (Great minds think alike... right?) I knew there were some stories out there that were similar to mine, that's why I put the dates when I started this story in the long notes blurb at the beginning. I read your story, and it's very similar to this story. Very scary... but hey I think it's cool how we had similar ideas... I mean there are similarities between your story and my story... but the good thing is that there are a lot of differences too. I'm going to review for it in a few minutes after I post this chapter. I should be able to update this fairly quick because almost all of this has been written out, and I'm just adding changes here and there so it makes more sense, more descriptive... you get the point.

dangerousgirl: lol- I was actually originally going to have Yugi just sort of go all disappointed and walk away, and then have Yami come out... but I decided what the heck... let's add Yami into the mix... so that's they way it came out. I'm sorry but this story isn't going to be shonen-ai... with all honesty... I'm over 200 pages into the story and I still don't have a clue whether this should turn out to have a pairing or not. Pathetic I know... but yeah. I actually don't write shonen-ai because there is a LOT of fan fiction that does have shonen-ai and I know there are some people out there who don't like it and simply won't read it if it has boy boy or girl girl relationships.

Now personally, I read them and enjoy them because if it has an excellent storyline, it doesn't matter if its two boys going out on a date, just as long as the story is good. But I just don't write shonen-ai... why? It's just not the style I want to write... you know?

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