Chapter 8: Pains Within The Heart
(Jenrya: Hi! Well, I re-read the last chap, and I made a few errors. I wrote, "Bakura's smile became a smile....." it was supposed to be "Bakura's smile became a frown". And I didn't use my Japanese well.....Domo doesn't mean "How?".....but it means "Thank You". NO, this will NOT became a hentai, yaoi, yuri, lemon, or anything else! SAD CHAPTER AHEAD!)
Seto released his brother from the strong embrace. Mokuba started to cry. "You left me!" Mokuba said, frowning. "Gomen. I didn't mean to...." Seto said. Seto noticed Yugi running down the street. 'Either that or some six year old.....' Seto realized that it was Yugi. Seto turned to Bakura. "You want a ride home?" Seto asked. Bakura shook his head. He just held his hands in pain. Seto noticed little tears falling off Bakura's cheeks to the ground. "Ryou, get a hold of yourself!" Seto said, trying not to sound cold.....not to sound the way he usually did. 'Why'd I help that white-haired punk?' Seto thought, as Bakura turned to head down the street. ''Cause you're the good half.' Seto sighed. 'I just hope it stays that way.'
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Seto laid in his bed, trying to sleep. His eyes still hurt a bit, and his vision was a bit blurred from the eye drops he now had to take. So he kept his eyes closed. "I said no!" Gozuburo's fist hit Seto across the face. Seto opened his eyes. He looked around the room. He shut his eyes again. "You're fired." "What? I am the CEO and your father. You can't fire me!" "Oh really? The government superiors think otherwise. Say bye-bye to your job dad." Seto sighed deeply. 'My life sucks....' Seto thought he saw someone in the threshold of his door. Seto looked up, saw nothing, and laid his head on his pillow again. Seto closed his eyes again. This time he finally fell asleep. But how he wished he hadn't.....
"Wait, Gozuburo, stop!" Gozuburo picked up a broken beer bottle. 'He's drunk again!' Seto realized, in horror. Down can the bottle, across his cheek. Blood ran down his face, mixing with his tears. How it hurt.....
Mokuba sighed in relief. Seto almost saw him. Mokuba took another sneak at his brother. Seto's head was on the pillow; his brown hair covering most of his eyes. His breathing was slow, calm, but he fidgeted in his sleep. He was having a nightmare, as Mokuba clearly saw. 'Seto's always getting nightmares......' Mokuba thought. Mokuba heard the furniture rustle. Mokuba held his sleeping brothers' hand , and kept it there for a few minutes. Usually Seto would have woken and would have withdrawn his hand. Then he would scold Mokuba for showing the useless emotion; love. But Seto simply kept his eyes closed. Mokuba continued to hear furniture rustle, so he let go of Seto's hand, and went downstairs. Mokuba saw Yugi trying to open the enormous sofa bed, with little success. "No, Yami, I will not ask Mokuba for help! He's already sleeping!" Yugi said, arguing with his Yami. "No, I bet he is sleeping. It's way past his bedtime." "Actually, I'm not sleeping. Let me help you." Mokuba said, startling Yugi. Yugi had absolutely insisted to sleep over the night, incase Kaiba came back. Mokuba saw that Yugi was trying to pull the sofa cushions off, and all you had to do was press a little button and PRESTO! It was a bed. Yugi sweat dropped. Mokuba heard Seto walk down the stairs, his night robe tied around his chest. He looked so tired and frustrated. He walked past Mokuba and Yugi like a ghost, and walked to the kitchen. Mokuba decided to follow.
Seto poured milk in a cup, with little success. The milk spilled. Seto pushed the class to the ground. Glass shards flew everywhere. Mokuba gasped, and ducked. 'Damn!'Seto looked at the broken glass bottle. He remembered his dream, and rubbed his temples. He quickly opened his eyes. Seto's pupils dilated, and he grabbed his head in pain.
"But you promised!" "I don't care!" "It's my birthday!" "I don't care!" Gozuburo said, lifting an angry fist at Seto, who quickly ran to his room. 'I just turned 11.....and he doesn't even care....'
"Happy V-Day, Seto!" Mokuba said happily, handing Seto a big red heart filled with candy. Seto glared at his brother. "How many times do I have to tell you, Gozuburo doesn't like holidays, and neither do I! And my name is KAIBA!" Seto said. Mokuba frowned, and withdrew his box. "So, you want me to return it?" "Precisely." Mokuba frowned and left the room. Seto placed his head on the table. 'I'm sorry....'
Seto held his head. More memories flooded his mind; all the lost birthday, all the beatings, all the abuse, how he was forced to change his complete persona, the countless ways he was brainwashed since age 10. Mokuba saw Seto on the floor, with his head in his hands, and ran to get Yugi.
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Yugi turned to Mokuba, and sadly sighed. Mokuba dipped a towel in water, and placed it on Seto's forehead. Seto had been in a trance for the past half hour; he didn't hear or see anything. He was muttering things, not to himself, but as if someone was right in front of him. Seto shivered at the wetness of the towel. "I think he's snapping out of it!" Just then Seto screamed. Mokuba shook his head. "No, he's not." Mokuba said. "Maybe your item can help?" Bakura asked. Bakura had been called over ten minutes ago. Yugi and Mokuba really needed help. "I wouldn't know what to do. Maybe your item?" "You want him to turn into an RPG piece?" "No, I guess not." Yugi rubbed his chin. Seto was in really bad shape. His continued his muttering. Mokuba stressed to hear what he said, and he succeeded. "He's sort of re-living his memories...." Mokuba said, looking sadly at his brother. "I bet the Millennium Rod is doing this." Yugi said. Bakura's ring pointed out of the room. "It sure it is an item." A cold voice said. Everyone turned around. They saw Kaiba, holding the rob, and pointing it straight at Seto. "This thing has a lot more power then you would think." Kaiba said, smiling. "JERK! GIVE IT BACK!" Mokuba said, glaring at Kaiba. All of a sudden, Seto jerked his head back violently, and held his cheek. "Yes Gozaburo. I won't do it again." Seto said, as tears flowed down his cheeks. Kaiba smiled. "It gets ever so worst." Kaiba said, pointing the rod at Seto. Seto opened his eyes wide in horror. "What are you doing? What—w—" Mokuba gasped. That was an awful memory....What Gozuburo did that day got him kicked out of KaibaCorp. "No. What do you want for the rod?" Mokuba said, looking at Kaiba, who now threw his rod on the floor. Kaiba looked around the room. He thought for a minute on the massive amounts of things he could acquire for the rod. But he only wanted ONE thing. "The Millennium Puzzle." Yugi slowly started to take his puzzle off, when Mokuba picked up the rod, and said in a loud, strong voice, "It's time to duel!"
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"How about we start with 4000 lifepoints? 100 cards per deck?" Kaiba said, smiling. 'It would be extremely hard that way....I guess I'll refuse, or think of–' "MOKUBA!!! Seto's going into shock!" Bakura said, running in the room. "He's only got 10, 15 minutes tops!" "Call the hospital!" "I did! The paramedics are already here! But Mokuba, just try to win as fast as you can!" "I haven't enough cards–" Bakura gave Mokuba his deck. "Now hurry!" Mokuba looked up at Kaiba. "Deal."
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"Oh my god, is this actually Seto Kaiba?" The paramedic said in awe. "Yes, I bet he'll give you his autograph IF HE LIVES THROUGH THIS!!!" Yami Yugi said. Yugi transformed into Yami a while ago, since the paramedics (which were sadly all women) were drooling over Seto. "O.K, now what caused this?" "A Millennium Rod." The paramedic looked at Yugi. "A what?" "DAMN IT JUST HELP HIM!!" "First, I need some medical info about him. Who exactly are you?" "ARRGGGG!!!! HE'S IN SHOCK GODDAMNIT!!!!!"
(Jenrya: MWAHAHAHAHA! Cliff-Hanger chapter! Cliff-Hanger chapter!! REVIEW OR I DON'T CONTINUE!! As you noticed, I added a bit of humor, cause this chapter need some. And I welcome suggestions. I would really like the names of some good, creative cards. Don't worry, any ideas I use will be credited to you!)