AN: YEA! Seto digs hole of self-pity! *Plots evilly* Aww, I love you
Seto. Well, ahem, New chapter and with it comes new excitement, violence
and actually I think there isn't any cursing in this chapter *Is amazed *
WOW! Well, okay, moving on. By the way, I can't actually drive yet, so
Seto's driving may seem a tad odd, but work with me here! They do it in
the movies!
Hurts III
I blinked twice as the words I had just spoken settled into my brain. The honesty of those five small words hit me and I slammed a hand over my mouth. Tea tilted her head to one side and seemed to regard me in a new light. I grew uneasy under her penetrating gaze and felt myself shifting uncomfortably.
"What did you say?" Tea asked me, leaning forward with a new glint in her eyes.
"Nothing." I mumbled suddenly unsure of myself. I could feel her gaze penetrating my skull and I had to fight the urge to wipe my sweaty palms on my coat.
"No." She smiled, her intent look never wavering for a second. "I really want to hear this. Now, what did you say?"
I shook my head; my eyes were fixed on my lap. I bit my tongue, trying to fight the outraged words that threatened to pour out of my mouth.
"Come on." Tea smiled encouragingly. "You can tell me."
"Just shut up you stupid bitch!" I screamed, standing up shakily. "Since when have you given a shit about how I am and what I say?! Why don't you just run back home to your damn friends and leave me alone! I don't care that Joey kicked my ass and neither should you! I wanted him to! Now take your fuckin' nose out of my business and get the hell out of my house!" (AN: *Thinks back to Authors note in the beginning * Hum, guess I was wrong. OOPS!)
I tried to regain my breath as I finished my irate speech. My cell phone rang and I ripped it open.
"Yes?" I asked harshly.
"Is this Seto Kaiba?" A woman's voice asked nervously.
"Yea. What do you want?" I asked, taking the anger out of my voice and reverting back to my normal icy self.
"This is the North Point hospital's wing for gun shot wound victims. I'm calling in regards to your brother, Mokuba Kaiba."
"Is he alright?" I asked, turning so that I was facing away from Tea.
"He's fine." The lady reassured me quickly. "His doctor just wanted me to tell you that he's now awake and you can see him if you want."
"Yes." I nodded. "Yes. Yes, all right. I'll be there."
"I'll tell them, sir." The lady replied before hanging up. I was already halfway down the hall. I grabbed for my coat on instinct but remembered that it was now covered in blood and the hospital staff had taken it from me. I was out the door and ten steps from my car when Tea managed to grab my arm.
"Kaiba!" She yelled at me, pulling on my arm. "You can't leave the house! You aren't well! You're still sick!"
"I need to go!" I told her, climbing into the drivers seat. She wrenched open the passenger side door and got in. I watched her buckle her seat belt, almost not believing my eyes.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"If you're going somewhere, then I'm coming too." She told me. I opened my mouth to argue but thought better of it. I didn't have time. I pulled on my seat belt and glared at her as I started the car.
"Then you'd better hold on." I warned her. "I'm gonna be breaking some laws."
I slammed on the gas and heard the tires screech as I roared out of my driveway, already pushing fifty miles an hour.
"Damn it." I muttered as I looked at my driveway in the rearview mirror. I turned onto the road and began to pick up speed. "Now I'm gonna have to pay to have those tire marks removed."
We drove in silence for a few minutes. I, driving like a maniac, and Tea, holding onto the seat until her knuckles turned white.
"Kaiba!" Tea screamed, throwing her hands up to protect her face, as we swerved around a corner. The car hit the ground and I realized that I had made the turn with the right side of the car a few inches of the ground. I was not bothered by my driving skills-I had been taught to drive by a former NYC cab driver and others-but Tea seemed terrified, and so, for her sake, I slowed down to a marginally slower eighty miles per hour. I drove full speed into the parking lot and slammed on the brake centimeters from the divider. I opened my door, checked to make sure I was within the parking lines-I was-and unbuckled my seat belt. I turned to my passenger and gave her a mental once over.
"If those fingernails of yours tear the leather, you're getting the bill." I warned Tea.
"I think... I think I just say my life flash before my eyes." Tea whispered hoarsely.
"You get used to it." I shrugged, getting out of the car. I slammed my door behind me and jogged towards the entrance of the hospital ward.
"Kaiba!" Tea yelled after me, slamming the door. I ignored her and continued down the hall to Mokuba's room. I reached for the doorknob and slammed into Mokuba's doctor, who was just leaving.
"Doctor!" I panted. "How is he? I heard he was awake."
"Mr. Kaiba." The doctor began. The blood drained form my face. I could tell the next words he spoke to me would be riddled with misfortune and doom.
"Tell me." I said softly. "Don't sugar coat it. Just tell me the truth."
"Your brother. He's paralyzed. From the waist down." The doctor told me. I could sense my knees weaken and I sat down heavily on a chair near Mokuba's door.
"Does he know?" I asked as the horrible truth sank in; my younger brother was paralyzed.
"Not yet. I thought that you might want to tell him. If you want me too that's perfectly alright too." The doctor told me, placing a hand on my shoulder. I sat there, my shoulders hunched and my head in my hands.
"No." I said bravely. "I'll tell him."
"I'll leave you two alone then." The doctor nodded, walking away. I inhaled deeply, straightened my shoulders and walked into Mokuba's room. I left the door slightly ajar. It gave us privacy but also allowed for a hasty escape if I needed one. Mokuba looked up and smiled as I walked towards his bed.
"Hey Seto!" Mokuba called as his face broke into a big grin. I pulled a chair up to his bed and took a good look at him, my brother. He was so happy to see me, so innocent to what I had done to him. I lay my head down on his bed and, for the first time in years, cried.
Hurts III
I blinked twice as the words I had just spoken settled into my brain. The honesty of those five small words hit me and I slammed a hand over my mouth. Tea tilted her head to one side and seemed to regard me in a new light. I grew uneasy under her penetrating gaze and felt myself shifting uncomfortably.
"What did you say?" Tea asked me, leaning forward with a new glint in her eyes.
"Nothing." I mumbled suddenly unsure of myself. I could feel her gaze penetrating my skull and I had to fight the urge to wipe my sweaty palms on my coat.
"No." She smiled, her intent look never wavering for a second. "I really want to hear this. Now, what did you say?"
I shook my head; my eyes were fixed on my lap. I bit my tongue, trying to fight the outraged words that threatened to pour out of my mouth.
"Come on." Tea smiled encouragingly. "You can tell me."
"Just shut up you stupid bitch!" I screamed, standing up shakily. "Since when have you given a shit about how I am and what I say?! Why don't you just run back home to your damn friends and leave me alone! I don't care that Joey kicked my ass and neither should you! I wanted him to! Now take your fuckin' nose out of my business and get the hell out of my house!" (AN: *Thinks back to Authors note in the beginning * Hum, guess I was wrong. OOPS!)
I tried to regain my breath as I finished my irate speech. My cell phone rang and I ripped it open.
"Yes?" I asked harshly.
"Is this Seto Kaiba?" A woman's voice asked nervously.
"Yea. What do you want?" I asked, taking the anger out of my voice and reverting back to my normal icy self.
"This is the North Point hospital's wing for gun shot wound victims. I'm calling in regards to your brother, Mokuba Kaiba."
"Is he alright?" I asked, turning so that I was facing away from Tea.
"He's fine." The lady reassured me quickly. "His doctor just wanted me to tell you that he's now awake and you can see him if you want."
"Yes." I nodded. "Yes. Yes, all right. I'll be there."
"I'll tell them, sir." The lady replied before hanging up. I was already halfway down the hall. I grabbed for my coat on instinct but remembered that it was now covered in blood and the hospital staff had taken it from me. I was out the door and ten steps from my car when Tea managed to grab my arm.
"Kaiba!" She yelled at me, pulling on my arm. "You can't leave the house! You aren't well! You're still sick!"
"I need to go!" I told her, climbing into the drivers seat. She wrenched open the passenger side door and got in. I watched her buckle her seat belt, almost not believing my eyes.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"If you're going somewhere, then I'm coming too." She told me. I opened my mouth to argue but thought better of it. I didn't have time. I pulled on my seat belt and glared at her as I started the car.
"Then you'd better hold on." I warned her. "I'm gonna be breaking some laws."
I slammed on the gas and heard the tires screech as I roared out of my driveway, already pushing fifty miles an hour.
"Damn it." I muttered as I looked at my driveway in the rearview mirror. I turned onto the road and began to pick up speed. "Now I'm gonna have to pay to have those tire marks removed."
We drove in silence for a few minutes. I, driving like a maniac, and Tea, holding onto the seat until her knuckles turned white.
"Kaiba!" Tea screamed, throwing her hands up to protect her face, as we swerved around a corner. The car hit the ground and I realized that I had made the turn with the right side of the car a few inches of the ground. I was not bothered by my driving skills-I had been taught to drive by a former NYC cab driver and others-but Tea seemed terrified, and so, for her sake, I slowed down to a marginally slower eighty miles per hour. I drove full speed into the parking lot and slammed on the brake centimeters from the divider. I opened my door, checked to make sure I was within the parking lines-I was-and unbuckled my seat belt. I turned to my passenger and gave her a mental once over.
"If those fingernails of yours tear the leather, you're getting the bill." I warned Tea.
"I think... I think I just say my life flash before my eyes." Tea whispered hoarsely.
"You get used to it." I shrugged, getting out of the car. I slammed my door behind me and jogged towards the entrance of the hospital ward.
"Kaiba!" Tea yelled after me, slamming the door. I ignored her and continued down the hall to Mokuba's room. I reached for the doorknob and slammed into Mokuba's doctor, who was just leaving.
"Doctor!" I panted. "How is he? I heard he was awake."
"Mr. Kaiba." The doctor began. The blood drained form my face. I could tell the next words he spoke to me would be riddled with misfortune and doom.
"Tell me." I said softly. "Don't sugar coat it. Just tell me the truth."
"Your brother. He's paralyzed. From the waist down." The doctor told me. I could sense my knees weaken and I sat down heavily on a chair near Mokuba's door.
"Does he know?" I asked as the horrible truth sank in; my younger brother was paralyzed.
"Not yet. I thought that you might want to tell him. If you want me too that's perfectly alright too." The doctor told me, placing a hand on my shoulder. I sat there, my shoulders hunched and my head in my hands.
"No." I said bravely. "I'll tell him."
"I'll leave you two alone then." The doctor nodded, walking away. I inhaled deeply, straightened my shoulders and walked into Mokuba's room. I left the door slightly ajar. It gave us privacy but also allowed for a hasty escape if I needed one. Mokuba looked up and smiled as I walked towards his bed.
"Hey Seto!" Mokuba called as his face broke into a big grin. I pulled a chair up to his bed and took a good look at him, my brother. He was so happy to see me, so innocent to what I had done to him. I lay my head down on his bed and, for the first time in years, cried.