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When We Were Friends
Present to Future
I am not known to be a patient person. I am no good at sitting quietly while something happens to me or someone I care about. But, when there is nothing I can do, I have no choice.
I just sat there in the waiting room, for what felt like forever. I starred at my hands for awhile and then glance at the door to the ER and then look back at my hands.
"Damn it Joey. What happened to you? I know Tom couldn't have done all of this." I thought to myself. "Joey, you better be ok."
I glanced back at the doors a few more times. Finally someone was pushed to the elevator on a gurney. It was Joey alright. I ran up to the nurse who was waiting with him for the elevator.
"Is he going to be ok?" I asked. She looked over at me and nodded. She half smiled and turned back to the elevator.
"You can come with me to his room if you want." The nurse told me while still facing the closed elevator doors.
"Thanks."
When we got up to the fifth floor, which I guess was recovery or something, the nurse pushed Joey around a few corners and down a few long hallways. All of it looked that same to me. I couldn't tell one hallway from another but thankfully the nurse could.
"You can stay with him in here for a while. I'll be back to check on him in a little while." the nurse told me after we found Joey's room. She walked to the door before she turned around and looked at me. "You can talk to him if you want. He won't answer you but I'm sure he is listening."
"Thank-you." I watched the nurse leave the room. I turned back to Joey. I so much wanted to cry. The first real friend I had ever had was lying in the hospital and there was nothing I could do to help him. I felt so helpless.
"Joey. I wish I knew what happened to you. I know you said it was Tom, but I know you were lying to me. I want to know what really happened. Who did this to you?" I waited and hoped for an answer but it never came.
I watched Joey sleep for a while, hoping for him to wake up and tell what happened, but it was in vein. I sat back in my chair and started to dose off a little. I didn't want to sleep, but sometimes you don't have control over that sort of thing.
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The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the middle of this huge bed. I was in a room that was completely blue. The walls, ceiling, floor, they were all blue.
I got up and, I looked around some more. I walked over to a dresser that had a few pictures on it. There was a picture of Mokuba, but he was older than he was now. There was also I picture of both Mokuba and myself. I was tall, very tall. My brown hair was well kept and my clothes were expensive. I could tell that first off. Never in my wildest dreams would I be wearing fancy trench coats.
There were a few more pictures, but none of then were of anyone other than Mokuba and myself. "Why didn't I have pictures of my friends? Didn't I have friends? I had to have at least I picture of Joey. Joey was my friend. I should have a picture of him."
I looked around the room more but didn't see a single sign of anyone else in the world other than me and my brother. No one, not even Joey. Suddenly, I heard the bedroom door open.
I looked at who had come in. It was… me. I vary tall and handsome me, but still the same Seto I was then. The older Seto walked in and over to a large desk in the corner of the room. He sat down in front of a laptop and started typing something.
Curiosity got the best of me, and I walked over to see what "I" was working on. I looked at it. The title of the screen read "The Autobiography of Seto Kaiba Rags to Riches" I read it over and over again. I couldn't believe it. I was going to be rich.
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"Seto. Seto get up." I looked up and saw Ms. Lux shaking me awake.
"I'm up already." I wasn't exactly a person who liked being waken. "What tike is it?"
"Why? Do you have somewhere to be?" She asked sarcastically. She was the first person to teach me about sarcasm. I don't think she knew about how much I liked it though.
"No." I scowled at her. "I just want to now how long I have been asleep."
"Its about ten. You have only been asleep about two hours or so. I need to take you home now though."
"I'm not leaving Joey. Not until he wakes up." I tried to say it sternly but that fact that I was holding back a yawn didn't help.
"Sorry Seto, but you are coming home right now. Joey will still be here in the morning." She was trying to stared me down but it wouldn't work. I was not going to leave Joey.
"He can stay if he wants to." The nurse had just walked in the room. "He can sleep in that extra bed right there if he wants to."
"No. You should come home. If not for yourself, what about Mokuba? He has never spent a night with out you." I knew she would say anything to get me to go home, even use my brother.
"Mokuba will be fine for one night. He… he doesn't need me all of the time." I was lying through my teeth but still, I need to stay with Joey. "Well, tell him to go sleep in Dill's room. If that's alright with you of course." I looked up at Ms. Lux.
"Ok, fine. Mokuba can stay in Dill's room tonight. But just tonight. I will be back first thing tomorrow morning with Mokuba, to check up on you. I wouldn't normally trust a mere ten year old, but, you always have been way too mature for your age." She walked out the door with out another word.
Then I realized something. I ran out the door and up to her. I grabbed her arm and she spun around to face me. "Mokuba is hiding in the closet in our room. Tell him that I said it was ok for him to come out now." She nodded. "Good-night Ms. Lux."
I felt horrible about Mokuba. He has always come first with me. Never in a million year would I have ever thought of putting someone else before him. But, maybe, maybe he didn't need me as much I thought he did. Maybe I needed him more than he needed me.
I walked back into the room and looked at Joey. He looked so helpless, but what happened next made him sound helpless.
"No…no father. No… I d…don't want to p…play your games anymore. Please… please h…help me… somebody…anybody."
A/N - Alright. How is it? Be honest with me. Is it bad? Is it good? Please review.
When We Were Friends
Present to Future
I am not known to be a patient person. I am no good at sitting quietly while something happens to me or someone I care about. But, when there is nothing I can do, I have no choice.
I just sat there in the waiting room, for what felt like forever. I starred at my hands for awhile and then glance at the door to the ER and then look back at my hands.
"Damn it Joey. What happened to you? I know Tom couldn't have done all of this." I thought to myself. "Joey, you better be ok."
I glanced back at the doors a few more times. Finally someone was pushed to the elevator on a gurney. It was Joey alright. I ran up to the nurse who was waiting with him for the elevator.
"Is he going to be ok?" I asked. She looked over at me and nodded. She half smiled and turned back to the elevator.
"You can come with me to his room if you want." The nurse told me while still facing the closed elevator doors.
"Thanks."
When we got up to the fifth floor, which I guess was recovery or something, the nurse pushed Joey around a few corners and down a few long hallways. All of it looked that same to me. I couldn't tell one hallway from another but thankfully the nurse could.
"You can stay with him in here for a while. I'll be back to check on him in a little while." the nurse told me after we found Joey's room. She walked to the door before she turned around and looked at me. "You can talk to him if you want. He won't answer you but I'm sure he is listening."
"Thank-you." I watched the nurse leave the room. I turned back to Joey. I so much wanted to cry. The first real friend I had ever had was lying in the hospital and there was nothing I could do to help him. I felt so helpless.
"Joey. I wish I knew what happened to you. I know you said it was Tom, but I know you were lying to me. I want to know what really happened. Who did this to you?" I waited and hoped for an answer but it never came.
I watched Joey sleep for a while, hoping for him to wake up and tell what happened, but it was in vein. I sat back in my chair and started to dose off a little. I didn't want to sleep, but sometimes you don't have control over that sort of thing.
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The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the middle of this huge bed. I was in a room that was completely blue. The walls, ceiling, floor, they were all blue.
I got up and, I looked around some more. I walked over to a dresser that had a few pictures on it. There was a picture of Mokuba, but he was older than he was now. There was also I picture of both Mokuba and myself. I was tall, very tall. My brown hair was well kept and my clothes were expensive. I could tell that first off. Never in my wildest dreams would I be wearing fancy trench coats.
There were a few more pictures, but none of then were of anyone other than Mokuba and myself. "Why didn't I have pictures of my friends? Didn't I have friends? I had to have at least I picture of Joey. Joey was my friend. I should have a picture of him."
I looked around the room more but didn't see a single sign of anyone else in the world other than me and my brother. No one, not even Joey. Suddenly, I heard the bedroom door open.
I looked at who had come in. It was… me. I vary tall and handsome me, but still the same Seto I was then. The older Seto walked in and over to a large desk in the corner of the room. He sat down in front of a laptop and started typing something.
Curiosity got the best of me, and I walked over to see what "I" was working on. I looked at it. The title of the screen read "The Autobiography of Seto Kaiba Rags to Riches" I read it over and over again. I couldn't believe it. I was going to be rich.
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"Seto. Seto get up." I looked up and saw Ms. Lux shaking me awake.
"I'm up already." I wasn't exactly a person who liked being waken. "What tike is it?"
"Why? Do you have somewhere to be?" She asked sarcastically. She was the first person to teach me about sarcasm. I don't think she knew about how much I liked it though.
"No." I scowled at her. "I just want to now how long I have been asleep."
"Its about ten. You have only been asleep about two hours or so. I need to take you home now though."
"I'm not leaving Joey. Not until he wakes up." I tried to say it sternly but that fact that I was holding back a yawn didn't help.
"Sorry Seto, but you are coming home right now. Joey will still be here in the morning." She was trying to stared me down but it wouldn't work. I was not going to leave Joey.
"He can stay if he wants to." The nurse had just walked in the room. "He can sleep in that extra bed right there if he wants to."
"No. You should come home. If not for yourself, what about Mokuba? He has never spent a night with out you." I knew she would say anything to get me to go home, even use my brother.
"Mokuba will be fine for one night. He… he doesn't need me all of the time." I was lying through my teeth but still, I need to stay with Joey. "Well, tell him to go sleep in Dill's room. If that's alright with you of course." I looked up at Ms. Lux.
"Ok, fine. Mokuba can stay in Dill's room tonight. But just tonight. I will be back first thing tomorrow morning with Mokuba, to check up on you. I wouldn't normally trust a mere ten year old, but, you always have been way too mature for your age." She walked out the door with out another word.
Then I realized something. I ran out the door and up to her. I grabbed her arm and she spun around to face me. "Mokuba is hiding in the closet in our room. Tell him that I said it was ok for him to come out now." She nodded. "Good-night Ms. Lux."
I felt horrible about Mokuba. He has always come first with me. Never in a million year would I have ever thought of putting someone else before him. But, maybe, maybe he didn't need me as much I thought he did. Maybe I needed him more than he needed me.
I walked back into the room and looked at Joey. He looked so helpless, but what happened next made him sound helpless.
"No…no father. No… I d…don't want to p…play your games anymore. Please… please h…help me… somebody…anybody."
A/N - Alright. How is it? Be honest with me. Is it bad? Is it good? Please review.
