Minute Maid & Champagne
Disclaimer: I FANGIRL. I NO OWNERSHIP.

Mokuba's POV still:
You went back upstairs to get the blacket. You saw the way Seto was looking at her. He might have been CONCERNED. You smiled to yourself and grabbed a blanket off the guest room bed and carried it downstairs.

From Seto's POV:
You couldn't take your eyes off her. You didn't know what to do, and you hated that feeling of helplessness. You stood up and reached for your cell phone. You called the family doctor. When you were ill once, he helped you, and kept everything a secret from the press, so you felt you could trust him with CJ.
As the phone rang you looked down at C.J. and used the new cold washcloth to cool her forehead. Mokuba came running down the stair again.
"Dr. Miuski here." Came a voice on the other line.
"Who are you calling?" Mokuba mouthed to you.
"Dr. Miuski? This is Seto Kaiba." You said in your normal business tone.
"Oh." was all Mokuba said and you gestured for him to put the blanket over C.J.
"Oh Seto. Why ever are you calling?"
You groaned, "Why do you think, you dumb ass?" You kept that particular thought inside. "I need you to make a House call."
"Is Mokuba alright, Sir?" He asked, finally getting a little serious.
"It's not Mokuba, Doctor. Just hurry over." You barked.
"Oh, well," He sounded flustered, but you held your temper. "I'll be there shortly, sir."
You hung up. Mokuba was sitting next to C.J. dabbing her face with a cold towel and stroking her hair. "Hmmmmmmm." CJ whimpered in her sleep and she reached out toward you. Your first instinct was to grab her hand and console her. "Why?" She looked like she was in a lot of pain, "but Mokuba is watching."

"Dr. Miuski will be coming soon, but I need you to tell me some things first."
Mokuba nodded. "What is she doing here?" You started.
"Well, when she got off work we started walking, but I guess I lead her here, instead of her apartment. She said she wasn't feeling good, so I said she could stay here for the night. She called somebody to tell them where she was gonna be, then she just fainted. I don't know why. I was upstairs." Mokuba sighed.
"Who'd she call?" You asked. "Where does she work?"
"I don't know who she called. She works at that one place that sells costumes and stuff though. I think she goes to night school. That's probably who she was calling, the Cram guy," Mokuba sighed again.
C.J. reached out again and moaned. She grabbed your coat tightly when the doorbell rang. You tried to walk away but then you realized that if you did, CJ would probably fall off the couch. "Tch. Mokuba go get it."

When he did, Dr. Miuski came rushing in with his supplies in a jumble.
"Kaiba-san? Are you alright? If Mokuba is okay then what's wrong with you?" Dr.Miuski is a reliable man and seeing him like this made you impatient.
"Come here." you barked at him.
"Yessir." He stumbled around your furniture and when his eyes landed on CJ he seemed so lost. He kept looking at you, then C.J. then back again.
"She fainted." Mokuba explained. "And she's got a fever."
"How long has she been like this?" Miuski asked while kneeling down by her. He took her temperature and felt for her heart. Mokuba answered promptly. You assumed, at least. You weren't paying much attention to their dialogue.
You felt your stomach twist as you saw him examining her. She moaned and you tried to busy yourself by prying her hand off your coat. As soon as you got her off your coat she grabbed your hand. Her breathing suddenly went up again and Miuski frantically searched his bag.
"I think," he started, "that she might have just passed out from dehydration. Has she been eating well?"
"How would I know?" You growled and tried to get her hand off of yours. She moaned again. "Nnnh..."
"I haven't seen her eating much lately." Mokuba spoke up.
"Well," Miuski stood up and you sighed. "Make sure she eats and drinks when she wakes up." He pulled a needle from his bag and some syringe. "Can you keep her arm steady?" You nodded and held her arm firmly. She whimpered. He stuck the needle in the inside of her elbow. She gasped and you kept her arm straight. "She'll wake up in a little bit. Maybe half an hour to an hour."
"Thanks," Mokuba smiled and showed him to the door. Before Miuski left, he asked Mokuba something, but you didn't care, you turned your attention the CJ, whose grip on you had lessened. You placed her hand back under the blanket.

"I'll go get something for her to eat when she wakes up." Mokuba chipped in, after Miuski was out of the door, and you heard him in the kitchen. Her face was beginning to relax, thank God.
"I'm going to be in my office," you called to Mokuba.

Mokuba's POV:
When Dr.Miuski was at the door he bent over by your ear and asked who CJ was. "Oh, no one," you said slyly. He could just pnder that for the next couple of hours.
Now that she was gonna be better, you were humming in the kitchen, trying to remember any favorite foods for CJ to enjoy. You settled on Ramen. Maybe you could get Seto to eat with you, but then you heard his tired voice, "I'm going to be in my office." You pouted to yourself. "If you keep all this work up, you might end up like her."

Your POV:
You were back home. "WHY?" you asked into nothing. No one was home. You weren't used to seeing it so empty. There was always something happening at your house, none of it was good, but you missed the noise.
You heard something rustle behind you and you spun around. The scenery spun with you. When everything settled back down you saw nothing.
There came the noise again, the shuffling noise. You chased the noise around your to backyard, which was just as barren as your front yard. The suffling noise consumed you, it seemed to come from all around you. You fell against a tree and all you saw were leaves. They were a bright beautiful green but they turned into red then brown and then they fell and floated away. As you watched one of the leaves float away when you saw two children standing face to face. One little girl and a taller, but young boy.

"Promise me?" said the little boy.
The little girl, who was looking down before, raised her head and your heart skipped a beat. She was a miniature you. Younger you.
"Promise what?" she asked coyly, just like you remembered.
"Promise that you'll stay?" he held her hand. Your hand.
She lowered her head again and kept quiet. "Please?!" He pleaded. "We have to stay together. My father found out a way for us to stay together."
"Your father is a bastard!" She shouted, but bit her lip quickly, knowing she had said the wrong thing.
The boy dipped his head, "I know, but he does everything for me. He just wants me to have a good life. I'm lucky," He said defensively.
"Oh, I know." the girl sighed. You remembered all of your thoughts. You remember how you wanted nothing more then to get away, about how you wanted to leave with this boy, and how you wished you and this boy could've met under different circumstances.
"Listen to me," she said sternly. "I have to get out of here. As soon as I can. I don't care what your father does. We have to stay together though. We have to help each other-"

"CHIRO?!" the girl was cut off by a horrible voice that screamed her name. "CHIRO? GET HERE RIGHT NOW!"

The girl grabbed the boy's hand "Help me!" she reminded him.
"Promise me!" he called back.
You felt your world turn too quick. You remember so vividly who that man was who was calling you "Chiro", you remember exactly what he needed you for. That was why this whole thing started.
That boy's father is behind all of your pain…

First you heard some noise in the kitchen. Then you felt the couch under you, lastly your eyes opened and you sat up slowly. "Rraaawwwwwrrhhhhh..." you moaned. Mokuba seemed to pop up out of nowhere, "CJ! Are you okay?!" He grabbed your hand and felt your forehead.
"Why? What happened?" You asked slowly and stretched.
"You got dehydrated and passed out." He said sadly, "The doctor said for you to eat when you got up, so come on. I made you Ramen!"
"Doctor?" You mumbled, rubbing your eyes.
After you ate, you helped Mokuba clean up. It wasn't much after all, cup ramens are very efficient when it comes to dishes. You glanced at the clock and it was 9:57
"Hey you, get to bed." You nodded to Mokuba. You were still groggy from whatever the doctor gave you.
"Fine, fine, I'll show you your room."