Chapter 3
Mokuba opened his eyes.
"Your brother will need to stay a few nights, but he'll be ok" the doctor reassured Seto. Mokuba looked up to Seto. He tried to move his body, and quickly realized that he was hooked to an ivy. Mokuba had said to Seto earlier in his life that if he had gotten hurt (by some miracle with Seto not around) and had to go to the hospital, that he would never let an ivy ever go in his skin. And here was an ivy.
The doctor looked down to the wandering eyes of Mokuba, smiled, and left the room. Seto looked down at Mokuba. Seto sat on the bed next to Mokuba, with his reassuring face.
"Seto, I'm hooked to an ivy" Mokuba pleaded, quietly with a cracked voice. Seto chuckled at the little thought of Mokuba's fear of ivies.
"I know. but it didn't hurt. Did it?" Mokuba looked at his hand once more. He moved it a little. It felt weird, but it didn't hurt. Mokuba shook his head. His brother was always right.
"So tell me what happened Mokuba, that made you come all the way to my office, with nothing that could ever keep you warm, and a gun shot in your chest?" Mokuba remembered now. Mokuba looked under the blanket to see his chest all wrapped up. No blood at all. Then Mokuba realized what he had gone through all that trouble for.
"Seto!" Mokuba jumped at Seto and gripped him in a strong, for Mokuba at least, hug. Seto slowly pushed him off. Mokuba felt permanently hurt by this.
"Mokuba, that's not good for you in this condition." But it was too late. Mokuba had already looked down from Seto. And had already started crying. Seto felt the guilt rise.
"Mokuba." Seto put his arms around Mokuba. This time Mokuba pushed away. Now Seto was the shocked one. Mokuba slipped through his brother's grip, and ripping the ivy off, sprinting out of the room.
Seto had gotten, at least, every doctor in the hospital looking for Mokuba. Mokuba sat down on the shiny floor. He had picked a really uncomfortable place to hide in. Mokuba shoved his head into his arms. Mokuba got up when he heard the squeaking of shoes. A small boy with short blue hair, (sorry, just love blue!) ran in and shut the door of the closet.
More squeaking of shoes were heard and then faded. It was not till the boy heard Mokuba's breathing, did he start to shake.
"Huh? Who are you? What do you want?" The boy said fast, yet loud. Mokuba quickly put his hand over the boy's mouth as more squeaking was heard. Only when the squeaking had faded, did he explain.
"It's ok. I won't tell anyone. Anyway, I'm kind of hiding too. So what's your name?" The boy started to calm down.
"Rosiki."
"Nice name. I'm Mokuba."
"Hey Mokuba, I'm sorry if I kind of jumped on you. I'm scared of everything. And, well, I don't have very good people skills. You must think I'm a baby, huh?" Mokuba gave a warm glance at the shaking boy.
"Of course not, everyone is scared of something. I'm scared of ivies."
"You are? Me too!" Mokuba put his hand on the Rosiki's mouth once again, Rosiki started to shake again.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm scared of things that go fast" Mokuba shrugged. He then turned back to Rosiki.
"You know what my friend says?" Mokuba finally asked. Rosiki shook his head.
"My friend tells me that I should stand up against my fears, because they will only stay fears if you do not endure them. Then you see how harmless your fears are." Rosiki's face lit up with joy.
"Wow. Your friend is right. She must be a great friend."
"She is." Mokuba blushed at the thought of how great his crush really was. Rosiki got up and opened the closet door. Mokuba held him back.
"What are you doing?"
"What your friend said. Facing my fears. She's right no matter how much we don't want to admit it." Mokuba nodded and let the boy go. The boy ran off in one direction.
"Well, I might as well do the same." Mokuba ran off in the opposite direction.
Seto gathered with all the doctors.
"Did you find him?" Seto asked.
"No" they all replied at the same time. Seto looked down with a saddened face.
"Whatcha looking for, Bro?" Seto turned and instantly Mokuba was in his arms. After about a minute Seto stopped and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Don't you ever do that again, Mokuba" Seto commanded. Mokuba nodded, still cheerful.
"Let's just go home." that was something Seto could agree on.
So that was the end. Ain't it cute? Well, tell me in your reviews. Good or bad? You have the power!
Mokuba opened his eyes.
"Your brother will need to stay a few nights, but he'll be ok" the doctor reassured Seto. Mokuba looked up to Seto. He tried to move his body, and quickly realized that he was hooked to an ivy. Mokuba had said to Seto earlier in his life that if he had gotten hurt (by some miracle with Seto not around) and had to go to the hospital, that he would never let an ivy ever go in his skin. And here was an ivy.
The doctor looked down to the wandering eyes of Mokuba, smiled, and left the room. Seto looked down at Mokuba. Seto sat on the bed next to Mokuba, with his reassuring face.
"Seto, I'm hooked to an ivy" Mokuba pleaded, quietly with a cracked voice. Seto chuckled at the little thought of Mokuba's fear of ivies.
"I know. but it didn't hurt. Did it?" Mokuba looked at his hand once more. He moved it a little. It felt weird, but it didn't hurt. Mokuba shook his head. His brother was always right.
"So tell me what happened Mokuba, that made you come all the way to my office, with nothing that could ever keep you warm, and a gun shot in your chest?" Mokuba remembered now. Mokuba looked under the blanket to see his chest all wrapped up. No blood at all. Then Mokuba realized what he had gone through all that trouble for.
"Seto!" Mokuba jumped at Seto and gripped him in a strong, for Mokuba at least, hug. Seto slowly pushed him off. Mokuba felt permanently hurt by this.
"Mokuba, that's not good for you in this condition." But it was too late. Mokuba had already looked down from Seto. And had already started crying. Seto felt the guilt rise.
"Mokuba." Seto put his arms around Mokuba. This time Mokuba pushed away. Now Seto was the shocked one. Mokuba slipped through his brother's grip, and ripping the ivy off, sprinting out of the room.
Seto had gotten, at least, every doctor in the hospital looking for Mokuba. Mokuba sat down on the shiny floor. He had picked a really uncomfortable place to hide in. Mokuba shoved his head into his arms. Mokuba got up when he heard the squeaking of shoes. A small boy with short blue hair, (sorry, just love blue!) ran in and shut the door of the closet.
More squeaking of shoes were heard and then faded. It was not till the boy heard Mokuba's breathing, did he start to shake.
"Huh? Who are you? What do you want?" The boy said fast, yet loud. Mokuba quickly put his hand over the boy's mouth as more squeaking was heard. Only when the squeaking had faded, did he explain.
"It's ok. I won't tell anyone. Anyway, I'm kind of hiding too. So what's your name?" The boy started to calm down.
"Rosiki."
"Nice name. I'm Mokuba."
"Hey Mokuba, I'm sorry if I kind of jumped on you. I'm scared of everything. And, well, I don't have very good people skills. You must think I'm a baby, huh?" Mokuba gave a warm glance at the shaking boy.
"Of course not, everyone is scared of something. I'm scared of ivies."
"You are? Me too!" Mokuba put his hand on the Rosiki's mouth once again, Rosiki started to shake again.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm scared of things that go fast" Mokuba shrugged. He then turned back to Rosiki.
"You know what my friend says?" Mokuba finally asked. Rosiki shook his head.
"My friend tells me that I should stand up against my fears, because they will only stay fears if you do not endure them. Then you see how harmless your fears are." Rosiki's face lit up with joy.
"Wow. Your friend is right. She must be a great friend."
"She is." Mokuba blushed at the thought of how great his crush really was. Rosiki got up and opened the closet door. Mokuba held him back.
"What are you doing?"
"What your friend said. Facing my fears. She's right no matter how much we don't want to admit it." Mokuba nodded and let the boy go. The boy ran off in one direction.
"Well, I might as well do the same." Mokuba ran off in the opposite direction.
Seto gathered with all the doctors.
"Did you find him?" Seto asked.
"No" they all replied at the same time. Seto looked down with a saddened face.
"Whatcha looking for, Bro?" Seto turned and instantly Mokuba was in his arms. After about a minute Seto stopped and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Don't you ever do that again, Mokuba" Seto commanded. Mokuba nodded, still cheerful.
"Let's just go home." that was something Seto could agree on.
So that was the end. Ain't it cute? Well, tell me in your reviews. Good or bad? You have the power!
