Okay, the vote is in. Off to the hospital they will go!
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DISCLAIMER: NO OWN YU-GI-OH!
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...... private thoughts.
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EGYPT:
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"Well Seto?" Mokuba asked irritated as he stared up at his older brother. "Have you decided our next move yet?"
"There are two places that are our best bet. The museum and the hospital. And we don't have enough time to visit them both."
"I think the hospital would be our best bet. We are looking for a cure after all."
"Yes, but the cure to an ancient Egyptian disease. Something a historian would know about."
"Hmmmm....Difficult. Well there is one way to decide.
"How?"
Digging into his pockets, Mokuba took out the largest coin.
"With this. We'll just flip a coin. If it lands on heads we head to the museum. Tail we go to the hospital."
"You can't be serious! Mokuba! You're willing to risk everything by the outcome of a coin toss?!?!"
Aggitated, Mokuba glared up at Seto.
"Do you have a better idea? At least this way we'll be able to do something instead of sitting on our butts wondering what to do next!"
Growling and sighing at the same time, the older Kaiba folded his arms across his chest looking down at his younger sibling.
"Alright. Flip the freakin coin!"
Mokuba closed his eyes, cluching the coin closely to his body, letting out a deep sigh.
Please let the coin choose correctly!
Opening his eyes, he tossed the coin in the air, catching it and slapping it on to the back of his hand, covering it with the other one. Slowly he removed his hand to find out the outcome of the toss.
"Well?! What is it?" Kaiba asked impatiently, tapping his foot.
"Tails"
"Then we go to the hospital. That coin of yours had better be right little brother! We have no time for mistakes!"
Yeah, I know. Mokuba replied to himself as he quickly followed Kaiba out of the hotel.
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CAIRO HOSPITAL:
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"I need to know everything there is needed to be known about a certain disease." Seto Kaiba sternly asked one of the hospitals many fine doctors who was busily at the time having his nose stuck in a clipboard.
"And what would that be sir?" The doctor who Kaiba was speaking to asked dully looking down at his chart trying to pass the impression that he was too busy for twenty questions.
"Alyzciptic Disease."
The doctor quickly looked up from his clipboard now alert. "Why do you need to know anything about that disease?" The doctor asked, his eyes narrowing.
"Someone I know has been diagnosed with the disease."
Kaiba replied the irritation growing in his voice. He didn't have all day to chit chat with the doctors.
"How long has your friend had Alyzciptic Disease?"
"I believe it's been over nealy two and half months."
Sighing, the doctor shook his head sadly clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth.
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"I'm not here to hear your pathetic apologese. I'm here to find out if there's a cure."
"There is, however with the disease this far advance in his system, the chances of it working is slim. He'll have only a 15% chance of survival."
"That's better then nothing. Now tell me what the cure is."
"A single petal from a yellow Girtinis Cactus flower grounded up and stired into a cup of stilled water."
Quickly turning from the doctor, Kaiba began to leave.
"Come on Mokuba! Let's go!"
Quickly getting up from his seat, Mokuba hurried after his brother.
"Sir! Wait!"
The doctor called out, racing towards the two.
Rolling his eyes, aggitated, Kaiba stopped in his tracks and gracefully spun around to face the doctor once again.
"What is it now?"
"Your friend has no chance of survival."
"And why do you say that? A minute ago you said he would have a 15% chance of survival with the cure. Now you're saying he has no chance?"
"If the flower still existed, then yes he would have a chance."
Kaiba's brows deepened in confusion. "What do you mean if it still existed?"
"I'm saying sir that the Girtinis Cactus and it's flowers haven't been seen for over nearly thirty years. It is very rare and considered to be extinct."
Mokuba's eyes widened slightly as he mumbled underneath his breath. "Oh no!"
Kaiba felt his shoulders slump but was not yet ready to admit defeat. "You say it's considered to be extinct. Which means it is not. Are there any exotic flower shops in this city?"
The doctor scratched his chin, thinking deeply. "Yes, I believe there is one. It's on the other side of town though. In a bad neighborhood. Would you care for directions to the place?"
"Of course not! I only asked you for the hell of it!" Kaiba replied sarcastically.
Giving him a death glare, the doctor quickly jotted down the address and directions to the flower shop.
Taking the paper, the Kaiba brothers quickly exited the hospital heading now to the flower shop.
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EXOTIC FLOWER SHOP:
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"I guess this is it." Mokuba replied checking the directions that they were given. "It doesn't look like a flower shop."
The flower shop as so the sign said in the front was a run-down old grain mill. Half of it's window's were either broken or bordered up. Graffeti covered the walls and door. Flower shops were suppose to be sunny and pleasent. This one was dark and danted. Unwelcoming.
"This is it alright."
Hailing a taxi, Kaiba turned to Mokuba.
"I want you to head back to the hotel."
Mokuba groaned in protest.
Why does he always have to treat me like a baby? What's so dangerous about a flower shop?
"But Seto!"
"No buts Mokuba. I need you to contact Yami and find out the situation of Yugi's condition. Once I have the flower, we're heading back. So you'll also need to get our things packed and ready to go.
As a taxi pulled up to them. Mokuba sighed wondering if this was the only reason why Seto was trying to get him to leave, or if it was actually the fact that Seto Kaiba was afraid that Mokuba would get hurt in such a place.
"I shouldn't be too long."
Getting in, Mokuba looked up, out of the window at Seto.
"Okay big brother."
Kaiba watched as the taxi pulled away and out of site. Feeling somewhat relieved now, He turned and walked into the shop.
A small bell tinkled above him announcing his arrival. The inside of the shop was dull and musky. Many different types of plants sat alongside each other on shelves. There were also seeds, and gardening tools. There were only a few strains of lighting inside giving off a dull glow. The place appeared deserted.
"Is anyone here?" Kaiba asked as he walked up to the front of the shop where a single half circle desk sat.
"Whadda ya want?" A voice called out from behind the desk.
Stepping up, closer to the desk, Kaiba peered over finding a lanky teen dressed in leather with purple spiked hair and earings on his knees carefully potting some kind of plant.
"A cactus."
The teen looked up at Seto rolling his eyes. "Okay. Any particular kind of cactus?"
"As a matter of fact I do. I need a Girtinis Cactus."
"We have that here. You know it's a very rare plant."
Kaiba sighed realived happy that finally something was going his way today. "Good I'll buy one."
"Woah! Woah! Wait a minute there. I said we have Girtinis Cactus. That doesn't mean it's for sale!"
"What the hell do you mean not for sale?" Kaiba growled, his voice rising. "Everything has a price."
The punk teen snorted at his customer rolling his eyes. "Yeah yeah. So why do you want it anyways?"
"That's none of your concern! Now name your price."
"I don't think so. Beside you couldn't afford my price!"
Kaiba glared at the teen fighting the urge to strangle him. "Try me."
"250,000"
Snorting, Kaiba placed his briefcase on the desk, opening up. "Is that all? That's only chump change to me!"
The teen's eyes widened as he saw the rows of neatly pressed bills laying inside the silver briefcase. "Just who are you pal? Some kind of drug dealer or mob boss?"
"No. I'm just someone looking out for a friend."
"So what's your name?"
"Seto Kaiba."
His eyes widening even more, the teen gasped then smiled deviously. "Well in that case the price has just gotten higer.
Kaiba glared up at the punk teen. "Alright. How much now? 1/2 million? 2 perhaps?"
Smiriking, the teen shook his head. Nope I want something more valuable then that. I want one of your Blue Eyes White Dragons! Everyone knows you're the only one who owns all three cards. You want the plant, I want one of those cards. No cash, nothing else. Just the card. And oh, don't think you can go anywhere else! This shop is the only one in the entire world that carries the Girtinis Cactus."
Shocked, Kaiba took a step back, his eyes widened. Give up one of his most valuable, precious cards? Who the hell does this guy think he is?!?! Gritting his teeth, he spat at the teen.
"I'll think about it!"
With that he turned and quickly exited the shop and leaned against it's structure deep in thought.
What now?
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This was not one of my best! At least I don't think so. Okay so Kaiba almost has the cure in his hands, but in order to get it, he must give up one of his beloved Blue Eyes White Dragons. Will he make the ultimate sacrifice in order to save the life of his rival? Only I know. And will not say until the reviews come in!
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DISCLAIMER: NO OWN YU-GI-OH!
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...... private thoughts.
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EGYPT:
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"Well Seto?" Mokuba asked irritated as he stared up at his older brother. "Have you decided our next move yet?"
"There are two places that are our best bet. The museum and the hospital. And we don't have enough time to visit them both."
"I think the hospital would be our best bet. We are looking for a cure after all."
"Yes, but the cure to an ancient Egyptian disease. Something a historian would know about."
"Hmmmm....Difficult. Well there is one way to decide.
"How?"
Digging into his pockets, Mokuba took out the largest coin.
"With this. We'll just flip a coin. If it lands on heads we head to the museum. Tail we go to the hospital."
"You can't be serious! Mokuba! You're willing to risk everything by the outcome of a coin toss?!?!"
Aggitated, Mokuba glared up at Seto.
"Do you have a better idea? At least this way we'll be able to do something instead of sitting on our butts wondering what to do next!"
Growling and sighing at the same time, the older Kaiba folded his arms across his chest looking down at his younger sibling.
"Alright. Flip the freakin coin!"
Mokuba closed his eyes, cluching the coin closely to his body, letting out a deep sigh.
Please let the coin choose correctly!
Opening his eyes, he tossed the coin in the air, catching it and slapping it on to the back of his hand, covering it with the other one. Slowly he removed his hand to find out the outcome of the toss.
"Well?! What is it?" Kaiba asked impatiently, tapping his foot.
"Tails"
"Then we go to the hospital. That coin of yours had better be right little brother! We have no time for mistakes!"
Yeah, I know. Mokuba replied to himself as he quickly followed Kaiba out of the hotel.
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CAIRO HOSPITAL:
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"I need to know everything there is needed to be known about a certain disease." Seto Kaiba sternly asked one of the hospitals many fine doctors who was busily at the time having his nose stuck in a clipboard.
"And what would that be sir?" The doctor who Kaiba was speaking to asked dully looking down at his chart trying to pass the impression that he was too busy for twenty questions.
"Alyzciptic Disease."
The doctor quickly looked up from his clipboard now alert. "Why do you need to know anything about that disease?" The doctor asked, his eyes narrowing.
"Someone I know has been diagnosed with the disease."
Kaiba replied the irritation growing in his voice. He didn't have all day to chit chat with the doctors.
"How long has your friend had Alyzciptic Disease?"
"I believe it's been over nealy two and half months."
Sighing, the doctor shook his head sadly clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth.
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"I'm not here to hear your pathetic apologese. I'm here to find out if there's a cure."
"There is, however with the disease this far advance in his system, the chances of it working is slim. He'll have only a 15% chance of survival."
"That's better then nothing. Now tell me what the cure is."
"A single petal from a yellow Girtinis Cactus flower grounded up and stired into a cup of stilled water."
Quickly turning from the doctor, Kaiba began to leave.
"Come on Mokuba! Let's go!"
Quickly getting up from his seat, Mokuba hurried after his brother.
"Sir! Wait!"
The doctor called out, racing towards the two.
Rolling his eyes, aggitated, Kaiba stopped in his tracks and gracefully spun around to face the doctor once again.
"What is it now?"
"Your friend has no chance of survival."
"And why do you say that? A minute ago you said he would have a 15% chance of survival with the cure. Now you're saying he has no chance?"
"If the flower still existed, then yes he would have a chance."
Kaiba's brows deepened in confusion. "What do you mean if it still existed?"
"I'm saying sir that the Girtinis Cactus and it's flowers haven't been seen for over nearly thirty years. It is very rare and considered to be extinct."
Mokuba's eyes widened slightly as he mumbled underneath his breath. "Oh no!"
Kaiba felt his shoulders slump but was not yet ready to admit defeat. "You say it's considered to be extinct. Which means it is not. Are there any exotic flower shops in this city?"
The doctor scratched his chin, thinking deeply. "Yes, I believe there is one. It's on the other side of town though. In a bad neighborhood. Would you care for directions to the place?"
"Of course not! I only asked you for the hell of it!" Kaiba replied sarcastically.
Giving him a death glare, the doctor quickly jotted down the address and directions to the flower shop.
Taking the paper, the Kaiba brothers quickly exited the hospital heading now to the flower shop.
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EXOTIC FLOWER SHOP:
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"I guess this is it." Mokuba replied checking the directions that they were given. "It doesn't look like a flower shop."
The flower shop as so the sign said in the front was a run-down old grain mill. Half of it's window's were either broken or bordered up. Graffeti covered the walls and door. Flower shops were suppose to be sunny and pleasent. This one was dark and danted. Unwelcoming.
"This is it alright."
Hailing a taxi, Kaiba turned to Mokuba.
"I want you to head back to the hotel."
Mokuba groaned in protest.
Why does he always have to treat me like a baby? What's so dangerous about a flower shop?
"But Seto!"
"No buts Mokuba. I need you to contact Yami and find out the situation of Yugi's condition. Once I have the flower, we're heading back. So you'll also need to get our things packed and ready to go.
As a taxi pulled up to them. Mokuba sighed wondering if this was the only reason why Seto was trying to get him to leave, or if it was actually the fact that Seto Kaiba was afraid that Mokuba would get hurt in such a place.
"I shouldn't be too long."
Getting in, Mokuba looked up, out of the window at Seto.
"Okay big brother."
Kaiba watched as the taxi pulled away and out of site. Feeling somewhat relieved now, He turned and walked into the shop.
A small bell tinkled above him announcing his arrival. The inside of the shop was dull and musky. Many different types of plants sat alongside each other on shelves. There were also seeds, and gardening tools. There were only a few strains of lighting inside giving off a dull glow. The place appeared deserted.
"Is anyone here?" Kaiba asked as he walked up to the front of the shop where a single half circle desk sat.
"Whadda ya want?" A voice called out from behind the desk.
Stepping up, closer to the desk, Kaiba peered over finding a lanky teen dressed in leather with purple spiked hair and earings on his knees carefully potting some kind of plant.
"A cactus."
The teen looked up at Seto rolling his eyes. "Okay. Any particular kind of cactus?"
"As a matter of fact I do. I need a Girtinis Cactus."
"We have that here. You know it's a very rare plant."
Kaiba sighed realived happy that finally something was going his way today. "Good I'll buy one."
"Woah! Woah! Wait a minute there. I said we have Girtinis Cactus. That doesn't mean it's for sale!"
"What the hell do you mean not for sale?" Kaiba growled, his voice rising. "Everything has a price."
The punk teen snorted at his customer rolling his eyes. "Yeah yeah. So why do you want it anyways?"
"That's none of your concern! Now name your price."
"I don't think so. Beside you couldn't afford my price!"
Kaiba glared at the teen fighting the urge to strangle him. "Try me."
"250,000"
Snorting, Kaiba placed his briefcase on the desk, opening up. "Is that all? That's only chump change to me!"
The teen's eyes widened as he saw the rows of neatly pressed bills laying inside the silver briefcase. "Just who are you pal? Some kind of drug dealer or mob boss?"
"No. I'm just someone looking out for a friend."
"So what's your name?"
"Seto Kaiba."
His eyes widening even more, the teen gasped then smiled deviously. "Well in that case the price has just gotten higer.
Kaiba glared up at the punk teen. "Alright. How much now? 1/2 million? 2 perhaps?"
Smiriking, the teen shook his head. Nope I want something more valuable then that. I want one of your Blue Eyes White Dragons! Everyone knows you're the only one who owns all three cards. You want the plant, I want one of those cards. No cash, nothing else. Just the card. And oh, don't think you can go anywhere else! This shop is the only one in the entire world that carries the Girtinis Cactus."
Shocked, Kaiba took a step back, his eyes widened. Give up one of his most valuable, precious cards? Who the hell does this guy think he is?!?! Gritting his teeth, he spat at the teen.
"I'll think about it!"
With that he turned and quickly exited the shop and leaned against it's structure deep in thought.
What now?
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This was not one of my best! At least I don't think so. Okay so Kaiba almost has the cure in his hands, but in order to get it, he must give up one of his beloved Blue Eyes White Dragons. Will he make the ultimate sacrifice in order to save the life of his rival? Only I know. And will not say until the reviews come in!