Betrayal Chapter 7
The Wedding...Cancled?
Everything was ready. The weather is perfect, Yami looked beautiful in the dress Seto had gotten him. Seto had everything in order. Except who was comming. How would he know who to send a invitation to? He knew about Mokuba, and the guards. But what about some of Yugi's family? Would they come? He decided it wouldn't kill anyone to just send them the invitatons just to let them know about the wedding incase they wanted to come. Which, though he didn't act like it, he wanted them to come. And he also wanted his family to come, and that was Mokuba, and that was enough for him, but he worried about Yugi.
Yugi is so sensitive. Some of the smallest things would nearly kill him, but then there was the fact that Yugi could also get through many things and come out stronger then ever. That was what Seto loved about Yugi, or should he say Yami? Either way, he loved them both. Equally. Yugi so sweet and caring about the simpilist things. Then there was Yami. Stronger then most, but also alot like Yugi, though they are two seprate people. Both liked to surprise him.
He loved to learn all there was to know about both of them, but then it also seemed to be impossible to learn all there is to know about one person, much less two. But he decided to try anyway. If he had to he would spend all the lifetimes he could stand just to learn all he could. It intrigued him. How much one would learn in just one, but think if you tried to learn for many, many lifetimes.
"Seto?" Yami whispers behind him. He just realized how long he had been standing there, doing nothing. Just staring. He turns around. "Hello, Yami." Yami wraps his arms around Seto, embracing him tightly. "What wrong Seto?" His voice is just barely above a whisper. "Nothing, Yami." Seto answers, comtenplating the act of asking Yami who he wanted to come. He nods, agreeing with himself when his brain says he should. "Yami, who do you want to come to the wedding?" Seto asked cautiously. Yami looks up at his ii-hito, quietly questioning him. "It doesn't matter, Seto. As long as you are there. I don't care, whoever wants to come can come. Whoever doesn't, doesn't have to." Seto smiled at the smaller boys answer. This isn't what he expected from him. But as he thought earlier, both like to surprise him. "Yami."
"Mr. Kaiba!! It's Mokuba! Please hurry." One of the guards yells from the doorway. Seto looks up at the mention of Mokuba's name in the same part with hurry. He lets go of Yami, running through the door and up to Mokuba's room only to find it...Empty? Seto panikly searches his little brother's room. All through the closet, through the hidden passage ways Mokuba didn't think Seto knew about, and under his bed before he notices the note on the bed.
"Seto, Please, don't worry, I should be back by the end of the day. I'll have George and Bill with me, so I'll be very protected. Mokuba." Seto reads the note again and again, running the words over his tounge until he looks at the guard that had told him about this. He runs over to him and hits him, bloodying his nose. "Why did you let them leave without me knowing until now!!?" "Mr. Kaiba-" "Well? Did you even attempt to stop them?!" Yami comes though the door, placing a hand on Seto's shoulder, visibly calming him. "Look, your brother said that he had George and Bill with him and he'd be back by the end of the day. Besides, you know Mokuba wouldn't go anywhere without you unless he had a very good reason. Trust him. If he isn't back by sundown, then I'll help you look for him, okay? Just calm down, and relax. Everything will be fine." Yami tries his best to calm his koibito down, and it works, not to the max, but it calms him down considerably. Seto looks back and forth between the guard, the note and Yami before letting out a deep sigh and holding his head in his hands. Yami guessed this had really freaked him out and gave a headache. He pulls him down the steps and too the living room. Seto sits down, laying his head in Yami's waiting lap, and sighs relaxedly as Yami massages his temples trying to help the headache.
"Yami, is there anything else you want for the wedding?" He asks, wanting to keep his mind off the subject of Mokuba. Yami leans down, laying his forehead on Seto's, letting his hair fall wherever it wanted to. "Yes, Seto Kaiba. It is. If it wasn't then I would tell you, but everything is perfect." Yami smiles the same smile that always confinces Seto. The brunette sighs again, knowing Yami knew what that smile done to him. But now, that didn't matter. He was finally happy. Truely happy.
* * *
Mokuba searched threw every window he could find, wanting to find the perfect gift for nii-chan and Yami. But he had found nothing that he though they both would like. He had found them seperate gifts, and he was beginning to think he'd have to give them seperate ones. But Mokuba didn't want to give up just yet, so he keeps looking. He knew if he didn't come back by sundown, Seto would have the FBI out looking for him, with the help of his own personell, and him and Yami included. So, as he looks at his watch, he calculates the time he had left. Three hours. Which, when trying to find a preasent, that isn't very long. Finally, after a few moments of letting his feet rest, he gets up and goes back to looking.
* * *
Seto nervously looks at the clock. It was close to half and hour till sundown, and Mokuba had yet to return. Even Yami looked mildly troubled over his brother's absence. Seto watches the window that hangs over the stretched drive way, hoping for any sign of Mokuba. Finally, in fifteen minutes, Seto decides to look for him, Yami right beside him.
'Seto.' Yami thinks. He knew how worried he must be; this was his little brother after all. One of the only people he had loved in his life. For him to be missing, was like hell freezing over for Seto. Or, actually, worse then that. But, either way, Yami knew his ii-hito wasn't about to stop looking for him. One of the only ways was for him to pass out and Yami have to carry him home. Not pretty.
And eventually, Seto does pass out. Lack of sleep does great, and terrible things to the body when mixed with worry, the desire to kill, and dread.
It was morning by the time he woke up, gasping for breath, in a cold sweat. Yami knew he was dreaming about Mokuba, and he had been up all night trying to soothe Kaiba, and relax Kaiba, but nothing seemed to work.
Then, and Yami somehow knew this would somehow happen, mainly because of all the maids, and guards whispering behind him, Seto asked if they could talk, and that set it in stone. But it hurts worse to hear it.
"Yami, I'm cancleing the wedding. Atleast until we find Mokuba."
Fushigi- Now, that's weird. I thought I was gonna put the wedding itself in this chapter. Hmmm...Well, any- *Dodges sharp objects thrown at her* Gomen, gomen gomen!!!! But this is gonna be made up for. Promise!!!! In the sequel!!
The Wedding...Cancled?
Everything was ready. The weather is perfect, Yami looked beautiful in the dress Seto had gotten him. Seto had everything in order. Except who was comming. How would he know who to send a invitation to? He knew about Mokuba, and the guards. But what about some of Yugi's family? Would they come? He decided it wouldn't kill anyone to just send them the invitatons just to let them know about the wedding incase they wanted to come. Which, though he didn't act like it, he wanted them to come. And he also wanted his family to come, and that was Mokuba, and that was enough for him, but he worried about Yugi.
Yugi is so sensitive. Some of the smallest things would nearly kill him, but then there was the fact that Yugi could also get through many things and come out stronger then ever. That was what Seto loved about Yugi, or should he say Yami? Either way, he loved them both. Equally. Yugi so sweet and caring about the simpilist things. Then there was Yami. Stronger then most, but also alot like Yugi, though they are two seprate people. Both liked to surprise him.
He loved to learn all there was to know about both of them, but then it also seemed to be impossible to learn all there is to know about one person, much less two. But he decided to try anyway. If he had to he would spend all the lifetimes he could stand just to learn all he could. It intrigued him. How much one would learn in just one, but think if you tried to learn for many, many lifetimes.
"Seto?" Yami whispers behind him. He just realized how long he had been standing there, doing nothing. Just staring. He turns around. "Hello, Yami." Yami wraps his arms around Seto, embracing him tightly. "What wrong Seto?" His voice is just barely above a whisper. "Nothing, Yami." Seto answers, comtenplating the act of asking Yami who he wanted to come. He nods, agreeing with himself when his brain says he should. "Yami, who do you want to come to the wedding?" Seto asked cautiously. Yami looks up at his ii-hito, quietly questioning him. "It doesn't matter, Seto. As long as you are there. I don't care, whoever wants to come can come. Whoever doesn't, doesn't have to." Seto smiled at the smaller boys answer. This isn't what he expected from him. But as he thought earlier, both like to surprise him. "Yami."
"Mr. Kaiba!! It's Mokuba! Please hurry." One of the guards yells from the doorway. Seto looks up at the mention of Mokuba's name in the same part with hurry. He lets go of Yami, running through the door and up to Mokuba's room only to find it...Empty? Seto panikly searches his little brother's room. All through the closet, through the hidden passage ways Mokuba didn't think Seto knew about, and under his bed before he notices the note on the bed.
"Seto, Please, don't worry, I should be back by the end of the day. I'll have George and Bill with me, so I'll be very protected. Mokuba." Seto reads the note again and again, running the words over his tounge until he looks at the guard that had told him about this. He runs over to him and hits him, bloodying his nose. "Why did you let them leave without me knowing until now!!?" "Mr. Kaiba-" "Well? Did you even attempt to stop them?!" Yami comes though the door, placing a hand on Seto's shoulder, visibly calming him. "Look, your brother said that he had George and Bill with him and he'd be back by the end of the day. Besides, you know Mokuba wouldn't go anywhere without you unless he had a very good reason. Trust him. If he isn't back by sundown, then I'll help you look for him, okay? Just calm down, and relax. Everything will be fine." Yami tries his best to calm his koibito down, and it works, not to the max, but it calms him down considerably. Seto looks back and forth between the guard, the note and Yami before letting out a deep sigh and holding his head in his hands. Yami guessed this had really freaked him out and gave a headache. He pulls him down the steps and too the living room. Seto sits down, laying his head in Yami's waiting lap, and sighs relaxedly as Yami massages his temples trying to help the headache.
"Yami, is there anything else you want for the wedding?" He asks, wanting to keep his mind off the subject of Mokuba. Yami leans down, laying his forehead on Seto's, letting his hair fall wherever it wanted to. "Yes, Seto Kaiba. It is. If it wasn't then I would tell you, but everything is perfect." Yami smiles the same smile that always confinces Seto. The brunette sighs again, knowing Yami knew what that smile done to him. But now, that didn't matter. He was finally happy. Truely happy.
* * *
Mokuba searched threw every window he could find, wanting to find the perfect gift for nii-chan and Yami. But he had found nothing that he though they both would like. He had found them seperate gifts, and he was beginning to think he'd have to give them seperate ones. But Mokuba didn't want to give up just yet, so he keeps looking. He knew if he didn't come back by sundown, Seto would have the FBI out looking for him, with the help of his own personell, and him and Yami included. So, as he looks at his watch, he calculates the time he had left. Three hours. Which, when trying to find a preasent, that isn't very long. Finally, after a few moments of letting his feet rest, he gets up and goes back to looking.
* * *
Seto nervously looks at the clock. It was close to half and hour till sundown, and Mokuba had yet to return. Even Yami looked mildly troubled over his brother's absence. Seto watches the window that hangs over the stretched drive way, hoping for any sign of Mokuba. Finally, in fifteen minutes, Seto decides to look for him, Yami right beside him.
'Seto.' Yami thinks. He knew how worried he must be; this was his little brother after all. One of the only people he had loved in his life. For him to be missing, was like hell freezing over for Seto. Or, actually, worse then that. But, either way, Yami knew his ii-hito wasn't about to stop looking for him. One of the only ways was for him to pass out and Yami have to carry him home. Not pretty.
And eventually, Seto does pass out. Lack of sleep does great, and terrible things to the body when mixed with worry, the desire to kill, and dread.
It was morning by the time he woke up, gasping for breath, in a cold sweat. Yami knew he was dreaming about Mokuba, and he had been up all night trying to soothe Kaiba, and relax Kaiba, but nothing seemed to work.
Then, and Yami somehow knew this would somehow happen, mainly because of all the maids, and guards whispering behind him, Seto asked if they could talk, and that set it in stone. But it hurts worse to hear it.
"Yami, I'm cancleing the wedding. Atleast until we find Mokuba."
Fushigi- Now, that's weird. I thought I was gonna put the wedding itself in this chapter. Hmmm...Well, any- *Dodges sharp objects thrown at her* Gomen, gomen gomen!!!! But this is gonna be made up for. Promise!!!! In the sequel!!