A/N: God help me, I can't believe I lost all the will to finish my schoolwork! Oh my, that's terrible! I think I'm going to be doomed! Anyway, since I manage to lose interest on my very uncooperative homeworks, here's the next chapters. Don't forget to drop me a word, okay?
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Chapter 6: A First Attempt
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The first week was quite uneventful. There was no trace of the Nightstalkers, no leads except Shanqi and no attempts to harm the CEO or the Vice President. To this, Bakura was grateful. They could at least get some rest!
Yami found himself with nothing to do in Seto's office except for the usual research and stuff. Bakura was still in Mokuba's school, making sure the other Kaiba was safe. But to the former pharaoh, it was all right. It was, after all, part of his job.
"Excuse me, Mr. Kaiba," the agent watched as the secretary enter holding a folder, "I have the papers as you have requested, sir," she added before placing it on the CEO's desk.
The secretary then hastily left to continue working. Then silence once again enveloped the two, which was soon broken by an unexpected call.
"Motou," Yami answered, noticing the CEO was looking at him but ignored it.
"Yami, we have a problem here," he heard Bakura say from the other line. The crimson-eyed agent rose, reaching for his gun, knowing it would alarm Seto.
"What happened?" Yami asked.
"Talk to you later, they just—shit!"
Yami cursed inwardly and snapped his phone shut. He just can't leave his partner alone when they're being attacked, "We have to go to Mokuba," he told the CEO.
"What happened to Mokuba?" Seto asked, worried about his little brother's welfare.
Yami picked his laptop and bag, "There's no time, we have to go," he said, "Now come on, Kaiba!"
The executive followed as Yami raced towards the car that Seto had driven. The car went on high speed as they hurried to Mokuba's school. The CEO could see Yami putting bullets on his guns but decided to ignore it.
"Bakura, what the hell happened?" Yami hissed as he helped his partner shoot the assaulters.
"How should I know? I didn't know this imp liked to wander off," Bakura answered.
Yami shook his head, "I don't know about you but I think it's better if we hide the two Kaibas before shooting at them," he said.
"Go on! I can handle this nitwits anyway," Bakura answered.
"You go, I'll deal with this," Yami protested. Bakura made a move to protest only to shut his mouth . This was one of those times when its better not to cross the agent.
"Come on," he told Mokuba and pulled the younger Kaiba to the car where Seto was waiting.
"Bakura, where's Yami?" Seto asked.
"He's still back there," Bakura answered before running back only to find out that everything was finished.
"Yami?" he asked.
"It's over, they're gone now come on, I don't want them to come back soon," the former pharaoh answered. Seto, seeing the former pharaoh, left the car and ran towards the agent.
"Mind explaining now?" Seto asked, unaware of the gun that was to shoot him. Yami, however, saw it.
"Kaiba, watch out!" he cried and switched their positions. Yami squeezed his eyes shut, his pain evident on his face. The CEO watched in horror and caught the wounded agent as Bakura gunned the attacker down.
"Yami! Yami, are you alright?" Seto asked frantically, "Mokuba, call the ambulance," he ordered.
"No, we don't need our identities revealed, I'm fine," Yami protested and rose, trying to break away from the seemingly embrace.
"You're wounded, are you insane?" Seto argued.
"I don't care. Get out of here now and bring Mokuba, we're going to settle this," Yami ordered.
"Sorry but I don't take orders, better luck next time. I'm calling my own doctor then," Seto said and carried the protesting agent towards the car.
Bakura frowned at the agent's stubbornness before calling Paul to get the body for an autopsy, and if possible, a clue. He knew Yami would be alright under Seto's care, reasons behind that, however, remains to be seen.
"The wound will heal, you don't have to worry, Mr. Motou," said the doctor as he placed his things in his bag. The CEO stood silently from the side of the bed while Bakura and Mokuba was off somewhere in the palace.
"Thank you," Yami replied and watched as the elderly doctor saw himself out.
"See? That wasn't bad, was it?" Seto asked. Yami rolled his eyes, "No, it was horrible! I told you I was alright!" he protested, still angered by the fact that well... he was angry.
The executive sat down, deciding this was the best time to talk to the other.
"What happened to you, Yami?" he asked.
"What do you mean? I got shot, what else does that mean?" the former pharaoh answered. Okay, so he was being sarcastic but he was angry, wasn't that reason enough?
"Something happened to you, Yami, that changed you and I want to know what," the CEO said, half irritated that the pharaoh wasn't working with him.
"I'm sorry, Kaiba, but that's a confidential matter," Yami answered.
The blue-eyed executive stared at the other, surprised by the other's indifference and when he couldn't take it anymore, he rose.
"Where are you going now?" the agent asked. Someone could just attack the other without him knowing and his wound... stupid gunshot wound..
He hated being paralyzed like this... it made him helpless... weak.
"Sorry, Yami, but that's a confidential matter," Seto said, "Why can't you just help someone who's concerned of you? Is that too much to do that your pride won't allow you to do?" he asked before he left.
The agent turned away, the other's question ringing in his mind.
"I'm sorry, Kaiba, but there's too much that my pride-- my conscious wouldn't allow me to do," he answered and drifted to sleep.
'Yugi... hold on... I promise we'll get there soon... Yugi... please'
'I'm s-sorry... Y-yami... r-really... I am...'
'No! Yugi... you c-can't... you can't d-die on m-me! Yugi!'
'I l-love you, Yami... I alw-ays w-will...'
The ambulance made its hasty entrance as the unconscious body was admitted inside. The agent praying to all his gods for the other's safety.
'I'm sorry, Mr. Motou, he didn't make it...'
'NO! You're lying... Yugi... he's not d-dead!'
A tear fell on his cheek unknowingly, the owner sleeping and unaware who was there inside, as it was wipen by a slender hand that didn't belong to him.
"I'm not going to give up on you, Yami, I promise you that," he said and left.
