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A/N: Thanks for reading :) Here's chapter 14 :) Enjoy! - Razzleteddy

Cry of Echoes

Mokuba laid there lost his in thoughts. He felt scared, lonely and tainted all at once. The memory of what happened early still played in his mind. It haunted him. His sounds... his touches... still fresh. He breathed a bit heavy and dreaded the fact that the man said that would come back for him.

Now he knew how Seto must have felt when it used to happen to him. He traveled back within his thoughts, his beloved brother did all he could to shield him from this kind of torment. Those nights he heard him cry out in his room, he knew. The lost look in his eyes he always held, he spared him from that because he loved him… but now Seto wasn't here to stop it.

He saddened his eyes as helpless over took his body. It plagued him like a dark shadow. Hastily, his head shot up at the sounds of footsteps that approached from down the hallway. Then his door opened and closed gently and from that he heard footsteps slowly walk toward him. He felt his heart beat fast as fear radiant off him completely. He followed the steps to the right side of his bed before they stopped, silence came into play. It was so quiet that you could have heard a pin drop on the floor.

Finally, he couldn't take it any longer and found enough courage to speak. "P-Please... don't hurt me," he begged while he pulled on his chains with a whimper when he felt someone sat down on the bed beside him.

"Don't be frightened. It's me Eizo," Eizo's voice was calm. He hoped to unruffled him down. He could clearly see him shiver with fear.

Mokuba relaxed some at the sound his voice. "E-Eizo, is that… really you?"

"Yes," Eizo smiled a little. "I've brought you something to eat," he settled down a small coke on the floor then frowned at the sight of the taser lying there. Slowly, he viewed up at the boy's burn wounds on his body. He noticed then a bit of a dry substance on his face and new formed bruise underneath his jaw in a shaped of what looked like a thumb print. He lined his face at the sight. Dear lord, what did Baiko do to the poor boy?

"I-I'm not hungry," Mokuba whispered depressingly then filched when he felt the man sooth his sores then his face, "Please don't t-touch me."

Eizo sighed and pulled his hand back at the sound of the boy's scared voice. "Sorry," he said sincerely then opened the happy meal box and took up a fry. "Here eat, it's a fry," he brought it to his lips with a small smile.

Mokuba smell the aroma of it and his mouth watered as his stomach rumbled. He inhaled a breath as he felt his hunger gnaw at him. He admitted that he lied when he said he wasn't hungry. Beside it might rid of that horrible taste that lingered in his mouth from whatever Baiko made him swallowed down earlier. So cautiously he opened his mouth slowly.

Eizo fed it to him and did this repeatedly until all of it was gone. He then picked up the coke and brought it to his lips. "Here, drink," he guided the straw into his mouth gently. He watched him drink it down eagerly.

Mokuba felt very thirsty and drank it down with eagerness then pulled away when he had enough. He was glad to have him there because he felt more at ease. Suddenly, he wondered something, should he ask him. He built his nerve up before he did, "Eizo... c-can I ask you something?"

"Sure. What?" Eizo put the drink down upon the floor.

"Why…" Mokuba thought for a second, "Why are you being so nice to me?" he asked in all innocence. He hoped the man would answer his question.

Eizo faced him a bit shock at the innocent question but then creased his brow seriously before he answered him. "Because…" he thought for a minute, "I don't like harming children. It's not my thing."

"Then why did you help them take me?"

"Well, I didn't…" Eizo turned away with some guilt, "I didn't have a choice."

Mokuba frowned a little at his melancholy voice. He could tell that the man felt sorry for what he did and he was somewhat grateful for that. He sighed again, "Have you ever k-killed anyone?" he bit his lip.

"Yes." Eizo turned back to him, the serious returned back in his eyes.

"Did…" Mokuba swallowed some tears and hoped he'll answer his next question truthfully. He turned his head away, "Did you...? Did you kill my family?" he bit his lip and braced himself.

Eizo looked at him for moment and thought back to the old man in the garage. He just couldn't kill him and decided to spare his life instead, he was glad he did. "No…" he answered honestly.

Mokuba released the breath that he held. He didn't know why but somehow he believed him. He turned his head back to him again and wanted to know the answer to his final question. He was terrified to ask but he knew he had to. He had to know. So, he furrowed his brow, "Am I…" He paused with careful thought, "Am I going to be killed too?"

Eizo hesitated while he looked at the boy again and to device strapped to him, set to go off at sunrise. He then frowned sadly, how was he supposed to answer that question? He shook his head and turned away.

"Eizo, please answer me."

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Marik growled and threw Spike to the ground hard. "Look kid, we're starting to lose our cool here! So answer the question! Who hired you?" he crossed his arms and waited impatiently for a reply.

Spike inhaled a scared breath, "I-I..."

Bakura then grabbed his shirt and yanked him up a bit. He glared at him, "You know…" he gave him an evil smirk, "We do have ways in making you talk!" he threatened heatedly.

Ryou and Malik just stood back and watched their brothers interrogate the guy and seem to take some enjoyment in it. Ryou shook his head at the sight before him, "Boy, it would be a hell of a lot easier if he just give in."

"Yup," Malik nodded with agreement and continued to watch the scene.

"O-Okay," Spike gulped hard, "I'll tell ya what I know."

"Good!" Bakura slammed him back down to the ground. He crossed his arms then, "We're waiting here punk."

Spike breathed deep, "About a week ago. A blond guy approached us. He wanted us to do a job. He told us to wait here at the sandbox for Seto Kaiba and you know rough him up a bit. He paid us like a t-thousand for it."

Marik creased his brow in grave manner, "What else did he look like?"

"He had brown eyes and worn a black clothes."

"Did you get a name?" Bakura rubbed his chin, he took in the information.

"Yes, I think it was something like Washi."

"That's it just Washi?"

Marik watched him nod then sighed a bit as well, "I don't know any Washi's." He viewed over to Bakura with a raised brow and hoped he would. "Do you love?"

"Nope," Bakura sighed a frustrated breath, "I have no idea where to look."

"E-Excuse me, c-c-can I go now?" Spike asked with nervousness.

The both of them turned back to the guy and glared once more. Marik put his foot on his chest and gave a bit pressure. He narrowed his flaring eyes menacingly. "You told us everything right punk? We would be very displeased if you'd kept something from us." He looked up a bit with an evil smirk himself, "Right love."

"Oh for sure," Bakura grinned back, he loved to scare the guy.

"Yes, yes everything!" Spike nodded his head furiously, "I-I swear to god!"

"All right!" Marik released his foot with a deranged look in his eyes. "Beat it! But know this... don't cross our path again," he warned him with a hiss.

Spike filched and scooted away from them, he disappeared into the night.

Bakura breathed a heavy breath. "Come on, let's go," they all ran back to the cars in a hurry and proceeded to the hospital where the others were.

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"It's like what I've said doc. We were walking in the park, minding our own damn business when those punks just jumped us right out of the blue."

"You were walking in the park?" The doctor looked at him briefly, "At this time of night?"

"Yeah, is that a problem?" Joey gave him a somewhat of an innocent look and hoped he would buy it. The last thing they needed was some nosey doctor prying into their business. No, they didn't need that that's for sure.

"Well, no I suppose not. I just think it's a shame that you can't take a walk without something like this happening, you know." The doctor gave him a look of sympathy and continued to check his right side for injury. "At any event, you don't have any broken ribs. It's just bruised, so that's good." He explained with a bit of seriousness, "Now let's take a look at that eye of yours…"

Joey nodded his head a little and let him do so. He then cringed somewhat when the doctor lifted his eyelid to have a peek. "Well doc?" he licked the cut on his lip when he felt it throb with pain. He wanted to lie down but knew that wasn't an option, not yet anyway. Not until they find Mokuba.

"It's swollen but nothing too serious." The doctor confirmed, after that he checked the teen's cut up lip last before he put his light back into his pocket. Then he pulled out a prescription pad and started to scribble down some notes.

"I'm going to write you a prescription for pain meds just in case you need any. However, some rest should do the trick. Just keep that icepack I gave on your eye to help the swelling and it should be fine by morning," he handed the wounded teen the slip.

"Thanks doc." Joey pocketed it. He smiled but winced at the sore. "Ow..."

"So he's all right then?" Yugi gave Joey a worried look. He never seen his pal this beat up in a fight before. Not even when they would get into it with Bittermen and his team of goons at their school. Joey always managed it.

The doctor viewed the other teen for a moment and saw the worry in his eyes. "Yes son. There's no indication of internal bleeding. He just got some pretty bad bruises but there's nothing too serious." He rutted his brow a bit, "But boy, you sure got yourself into one hell of a fight there Mr. Wheeler."

"Absolutely," Yami nodded with agreement. He gave Joey a very stern look, "And it should be reported."

"Oh Yami, don't make it into a big deal will ya." Joey covered his hurt eye with the icepack as he breathed deep. "I mean, it's not like I've never gotten into a brawl before."

Yami rutted his brow. He put a worried hand on his shoulder, "Not this bad Joey." He then pulled back his hand and instead crossed his arms. "You're luckily that guy didn't break your back and just left a bruise when he hit with you that bat the way he did."

"I told you, I wasn't sure if it was a bat Yami. It could have been his foot for all I know." Joey licked his lip again as he tried to explain, "I mean I had my head covered."

"Well, I still would have to agree with Mr. Motto son, those boys should be locked up. What they did was a crime and should be dealt with appropriately. I mean, assaulting people in the middle of the night..."

"Dude, I don't even know what these punks looked like or where they went to. I just don't want any trouble okay." Joey fibbed once again and hoped they would leave it at that. "Beside… let's wait and see what Seto says." With that said, he turned his head to where his love was, who rested still unconscious.

Yami and the doctor just gave each other a glance. "Well, let me give you something for that cut lip of yours then." The doctor then excused himself to fetch him some medicine. When he left to do so, Joey gave Yami a pleading look. He mouthed Mokuba to him and hoped he understood.

Yami sighed with an uncertain feeling but nodded anyway. He knew Seto would never hear of it that's for sure. "All right…" he softened his eyes at his hurt friend.

"W-Where… am I?"

They both then turn to their right to the sound of Seto's soft voice and saw him open his eyes with a groan. Seto blinked slowly and viewed around with a confused expression. Upon seeing that, Joey jumped off the examining table that he sat on and limped over to him at once.

"You're in the emergency room. You were bleeding badly remember. So, the doctor stitched up your wounds to stop the bleeding and good thing too," he placed the icepack at his left side where he was kicked in the ribs and grasped his love's hand with the other, glad that he was okay.

"How long have I been out?" Seto sat up slowly and viewed an IV line that pumped blood in him. He cringed when he felt his leg throb with pain.

"Maybe a couple of minutes at least," Yami walked over to him with a relieved smile. He was extremely worried for his friend, he was so pale.

"Yeah, we're lucky we got in fast. On the count that you're famous and all," Joey gave him a wink from his good eye.

Seto crinkly his brow deep then gazed up with a small smile when he felt Joey squeezed his hand. He squeezed it back before he went back to the matter at hand. "Yug let me see the riddle," he turned to him.

Yugi then walked up to them and viewed him with concern. "Are sure you're okay Seto?" he asked before he handed it over to him.

"I'm all right," Seto opened it up unsteadily and read it slow, "Hmmm..."

Yami rutted his brow, "Do you know what it means?"

Seto felt lightheaded yet again, which caused him to cover his eyes. He leaned forward and rested his head on Joey's chest. Joey viewed him worriedly when Seto did that and pulled him closer, "Seto?" he frowned.

"I'm okay Joey." Seto reassured him, he looked back up, "I think I know," he studied the note more. He went into deep thought but pinched at his eyes when they went out of focus for a moment. He blinked them somewhat.

"Ah Mr. Kaiba, you're awake! We've fix you all up and the bleeding has stopped." The doctor handed Joey a tube of ointment and indicated to put some on his lip then turned back to Seto with a very serious look. "I think you should stay in the hospital until you'll recover Mr. Kaiba." He creased his brow somewhat, "You've lost a lot of blood," he observed.

Seto shook his head while he pulled out his IV, "I can't stay and I won't. I have something important to do." He breathed deeply as he shivered a bit, "I'll be all right." He then looked on determined. He wouldn't let this stop him now as he thought about his brother. He very carefully got off the table while Yami took hold of his arm for support. He took a moment to steady his balance for a second. He leg was throbbing more now, he cringed again.

The doctor sighed a little troubled, "But Mr. Kaiba, I-"

"But nothing, I-I've made my mind up," Seto felt a bit dizzy for a second.

The doctor frowned, he didn't like this at all but what could he do, it was up to the patient to receive treatment. "Well… I don't like it but if that's what you want. Here," he handed Yami more bandages which he accepted. "Re-wrapped his wound if it starts to bleed through and if the bleeding won't stop, I want him back here, no exception. We don't want him getting seriously ill and make sure he keeps warm," he gave them a serious look.

"Yes doctor, thank you." Yami nodded understandingly then began to help Seto toward the exit when the doctor stopped them momentarily.

"Wait… should we report this to the police?"

Seto looked over to Joey's urging face then sighed deep. He knew what Joey wanted him to say. To say yes but he just couldn't do that, "No… not to tonight anyway. We'll do it in the morning after we get some rest."

"Very well," the doctor then nodded.

However, Joey cast his eye down a bit disappointed that Seto decided not report this to the police. So, he trailed behind them as Yami led Seto out of the room and out of the hospital. When they were outside, they all viewed up when Bakura and the rest drove up in their cars.

Bakura rolled down the window and casted his eyes on Seto, "How is he?"

Seto sighed with a bit of tiredness, "I'm okay…"

Bakura nodded and looked behind him to Joey saddened look. Therefore, he creased a concerned brow at the beat up teen, "What about you?"

"I'm fine." Joey gave him a half smirk to show that he was. However, Yami viewed him worried, he knew he wasn't, the teen was in pain just as much as Seto was.

"You can just park my car somewhere." Seto soothed his forehead.

Bakura nod and went to do so. While Yami helped Seto in the backseat of his own car then went back over to Joey with worried eyes. "Joey, let me take you back to my home so you can rest, huh," he put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"No, I'm all right." Joey tried to give him a reassuring smile.

"But Joey…"

"I said no." Joey's voice was firm. He hoped Yami would understand, "I'm not going to leave Seto Yami, okay. He needs me." With that said, he placed the icepack back onto his sore eye and slowly wandered over to the other side of the car. He opened the door and got in with a cringe, he felt some pain shot through his back when he did that. When it settled, he closed his eyes and waited for others to report their findings.

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