School. Ugh....
Joey let out an inhumane moan and rolled out of bed. He landed with a soft thump on the floor and rolled over again to face his alarm clock. Instantly his eyes grew as wide as saucers.
7:32?????
School started in ten minutes!
***
"Mokuba!" Seto called down the hall. It's time to get up. He got a shock when the small black haired boy bounded from his room, fully dressed and a grin plastered on his face.
"Already up!" He hugged his big brother and bounded off towards the kitchen.
Seto blinked slowly and followed, wondering where his brother got all of his energy in the morning. He stepped into the kitchen and staggered suddenly. It felt as if he had been struck across the head with a blunt object. His vision was blurry for a moment and then the world seemed to piece itself back together. He forced himself to step foward.
"Seto?" Mokuba asked from the table where he had been watching his brother. "Are you alright?"
Seto swallowed and nodded. "Yeah. Don't worry Mokuba...it was nothing..."
***
"Where is it?" Joey swore loudly and lept across the room, arms throwing things off of the floor, desperately looking for it. "Where could it possibly be?" he cried.
Finally he found it, a few crumpled sheets of paper sitting on the floor. Cheering, the blonde snatched up his homework and hurried from his room (while trying to pull his socks and shoes on at the same time.)
Snatching up his backpack, Joey ran flat out to his front door, pulled it open and slammed it quickly behind him.
About four and a half seconds later he came running back in, race bright red, pulled a pair of blue pants off of the couch and quickly pulled them on.
***
Seto's limo pulled up to the Domino High School a few minutes before the late bell. Apparently while Seto had been in the park last night, his brother had had a sugar high and had began to feel the effects of it a few moments after he'd woken up and bounded down the hall.
The older Kaiba sighed as he watched his brother walk sluggishly across the street to the Domino Middle School and then turned and began to walk quickly towards his school.
He hurried through the hallways as they began to empty into their classrooms. Finally he was alone in the hallway, walking quickly. Seto sighed and-
WHAM!
Two bodies flew apart and landed on the floor with a thump. A boy with blonde hair staggered to his feet and looked over to see who he'd run over. Seto was just getting up, and rubbing his head. Their books and binders had been spread across the hallway.
"Oh..." Joey said. "Kaiba." In a flash he began to hurry around the hallway and pick up the binders and books, alternately throwing one in Seto's general direction and leaving one in his arms.
Seto scratched the back of his head and watched as the boy hurried around and caught each book that came flying in his direction.
Quickly Joey stood before Kaiba in a respectful manner. He looked, Seto noted with vague amusement, as if he had been hit by a tornado on the way to school. His jacket was only on one arm and his shirt was not buttoned correctly at all. His pants hung lopsided and Seto suspected that his shoes were on the wrong feet. His hair stuck up in every possible direction.
Before Kaiba could make a remark, Joey bowed quickly and ran off down the hall towards his first class. "Sorry Kaiba!" he called over his shoulder.
A vague mist of amusement swept quickly over Kaiba's features. Well that was an interesting way to start the day.
***
"Get out your homework please!" Mr. Monha called as Joey slid into his seat in front of Tristan, a second after the bell rang.
"Talk about cutting it short," is brown haired friend murmured from behind.
"Shut-up," Joey hissed, desperately looking for his Algebra homework. He searched through the papers that had fallen out of his binder after he and Kaiba had collided.
Kaiba....
A neatly folded piece of paper glared up at him. That couldn't be his....it was neat looking and...
The blonde haired boy opened it. It was something someone had written...but it wasn't him...not his handwriting...too neat.. and in....Latin?
Joey bit his lip and stuffed the piece of paper in his pocket as Mr. Monha walked by. Joey thrust a piec of paper which he desperately hoped was his homework and pushed the sheaf of papers back into his binder.
That...whatever it was, it had to be Kaiba's. He was the only one that Joey knew of who was taking Latin and...well, he had just practically mowed him over not five minutes ago. His stuff must have gotton mixed up with Joey's....
Joey stuck his hand in his pocket and touched the piece of paper.
I wonder what it says....
***
The world began to spin as he stared up at the chalk board. The writing on it was swirling together and mixing into one big blur. Discreetly Kaiba placed a hand on his head.
He was burning up...
But Seto's pride got in his way and he refused to ask to go to the Nurse's Office...refused to do anything but stare at the chalkboard and pretend to write the notes down.
After a moment Seto slid his thin hand that was shaking slightly into his jacket pocket. He refused to acknowledge the fact that his hand was shaking without his control and searched his pocket for the piece of paper.
It wasn't there!
//"Sorry Kaiba!"// The voice rang in his head. Joey! What if he picked it up? What then?
Slowly he began to calm down. Of course, Joey couldn't read Latin and that is what he had written it in...good...it was safe....for now...
The pounding in his head grew worse. It felt like it had this morning....only....worse....
Grimacing Seto held his head in his hand and closed his eyes trying deperately to keep the pain away. A jackhammer was hammering at his brain....an axe embedded in the side of his skull....someone hitting him with a bat....
"Mr. Kaiba?" Ms. Hiro asked. "The answer?" Seto didn't answer. At this point he couldn't even really hear that well...the pain.... "Mr. Kaiba?" the young teacher asked again realizing that there might be something wrong.
"Uh..." unsteadily, Seto stood, swaying. In front of him Téa glanced back and realized how pale he looked. His eyes were unfocused and he was swaying slightly.
"Kaiba?" she whispered. On the other side of her, Tristan stood quickly and caught Kaiba as he fell. Slowly he lowered the older boy to the ground as Ms. Hiro hurried foward. Tristan placed his hand on Seto's neck, taking his pulse. His eyes grew wide.
"Quick Téa! Call an ambulance! His pulse is low and his breathing shallow." Téa stared at him for a moment but shot off like a deer as Tristan glared at her.
She ran down the hall at full tilt, her mind fixed on the pale face of Kaiba.
***
The high screaming sound of an ambulance reached Joey's ears and pulled him out of his revarie. He had been staring at the Kaiba's paper while standing by the water fountain.
He watched as two men wearing uniforms hurried down the hallway towards the Biology classes. Joey stared after them in a kind of dazed state. He was even more dazed when they cam back out with a very familiar looking boy in the stretcher between them. Joey stared, his mind blank from the shock. A piece of paper with a story in Latin lay forgotton in his pocket.
The face reappeared in the boy's mind again....and again....
"Kaiba...."
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