Will the pain ever go away?

Disclaimer: Come on you know it already. I don't own it; then again I don't exactly know who does. ^_^*!

Notes: Okay I get the whole you want it to be an angst fic. I changed it, happy!?! For the one that was scared that I was going to make this a Yami Seto fic. Well that never even crossed my mind so don't worry about it. I am not sure if there is even going to be a pairing. Also I am not copywriting off of someone named Mystic Dragon or nothing. This is an original. I am writing this as I dream it! Odd aren't I?

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Yami found Seto cooking in the kitchen. When Seto caught the look on Yami's face he frowned.

"What is wrong, I can tell you are worried," Seto said.

"It is Yugi. He is very sick. When I got there he was throwing up things I didn't even know he ate. Plus his fever hasn't gone down since when I woke this morning. I believe that he needs some kind of medicine," Yami said.

"Okay, hold on now. Joey! Get in here and watch breakfast, I will be back in a little while. It would seem as if Yugi is sick and I am going to fins him some medicine," Seto said taking his apron off. (I would pay to see Seto Kaiba in a cooking apron!)

"Come on Yami, this house is like a pharmacy, I don't know of any medicine that I don't own. I think that Mokuba has caught everything that that has come around since . . . since you were born," Seto said walking into this huge bathroom.

"That is much illness' you know right?" Yami said, he obviously he didn't catch the sarcasm.

"Never mind Yami, now tell me what his symptoms are," Seto said.

"Okay, he is running a fever, he is throwing up, he looks pale," Yami said.

"Okay while I am there I can take his temperature," Seto said grabbing a small bottle and a small stick.

They walked to Yugi's room, Yami smiled to see that he was still sleeping from his song.

Seto went up to him and put the little stick in his mouth and held it under his tong. He waited for about three minutes before he took it out. When he did he frowned.

"Yami his fever is 105, he is extremely sick! He is in danger of cooking his brain!" Seto exclaimed. He ran out of a room and returned with a cold bucket of water and a cloth. He quickly wet it and placed it on his sweaty forehead.

"Is he going to be okay?" Yami asked.

"I hope, I am not sure, if it raises just one more point I am going to rush him to the hospital," Seto said while opening the little bottle that he had brought with the thermometer.

He placed it in the back of Yugi's throat and make him swallow it.

"Yami will you stay with him and keep on wringing the cloth out and replacing it?" he asked.

"Yes," he said.

"Would you like me to bring you breakfast?" Seto asked.

"No I do not require eating I will stay with Yugi," he said looking at the small boy. "Yugi you must insure me that you will get better, we need to save your grandfather remember?" he said holding the small boys hot hand.

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Okay I made this one short because I need you to continue to review, If you don't I will . . . A: Stop writing, B: Make the chapters really short, so I can compensate the ones who do review, or C: you all review and I don't have to use A or B!