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Cry of Echoes

A couple of days after that dreadful night, Seto now found himself in conference in Hida's office. It been hours as they sat there and talked about what happened, the complete story and of course, the whole situation he was in with the system. "It was like I've told the detectives," Seto lined his face with no emotion in his eyes as he continued with his tale of woe. "He still had the switch and I was afraid was going to set it off so I went after him. I mean all I was thinking was Mokuba's safety," he explained again. "I chased him all the up to the last floor, when I entered the forth room he suddenly came out of nowhere and charged at me knocking me down onto the floor."

Hida leaned forwarded a little while he listened intensely on his every word. "Yes, then what happened?" he molded his face at him.

Seto inhaled a deep breath. The memories of that night, in that very room flooded his mind like a roared river. "We began to struggle… I could see the switch in his hand…." he then paused for a long moment and relived that scene all over again. He saw the switch that had landed to the floor. He grabbed hold of it and crawled away toward the window. He then got up and faced the man that had caused so many heartaches in his life, in THEIR lives. He just stood and stared. Both with locked eyes filled with hatred for the other. He held the switch in his hand and ever so coldly rubbed his finger of over the red button…

Hida waited for him to continue with his story and wondered why he took him so long, "You saw the switch and…" he urged him forward. He watched Seto snapped out of his small trance, his face became cold and emotionless once more. "Seto… what happened then?" he asked one more time.

Seto blinked for just a second before he continued with his story, "I saw the switch and tried to grab it out of his hand but he elbowed me in the stomach. I cried out in pain and grabbed hold of my stomach before I kneed him off of me." He shifted in his chair and looked down to the floor, his eyes became icy cold. "I crawled away from him and toward the window…" he blinked again, "I stood up off the floor then turn around and I saw him there. He had the switch in hand and a cruel smirk on his face." He breathed deep, "He said something along the lines of how he hated me and that I ruined everything. Before I knew it I saw him push the switch, madness in his eyes." He reached up briefly and rubbed his forehead, "I turned around and jumped out of the window just as the room exploded filling with fire. I fell quite a ways before I hit the ground hard, I looked up and saw the whole building crumbing down into a fiery inferno. That's the last thing I saw before I passed out," he then looked up with serious eyes, "Then I woke up the hospital and-"

"Yes, yes I know that part. No need to continue." Hida held his hand up to stop up him, "Is that what happened?" He viewed the young man's face, it was as emotionless as a statue was. It was really hard to read him.

"Of course Jiro, that's exactly what happened." Seto then crossed his arms against his chest with no care either on his face or in his heart. He knew he couldn't tell him the truth of what really happened. In his mind, Baiko got what he deserved. He called his death justice. He did it for Mokuba, he did it for the honor of his parents but mostly… he did it for himself. He wanted Baiko dead. He hoped in that very moment that that psycho was in hell and suffered excruciating pain for his sins.

Hida sat there for a very long moment while he brewed over Seto's version of what happened. It would be hard to prove on what really happened that night, the only two people who actually knew what happened were Seto and Baiko, and Baiko was dead. So, he thought about it for a moment longer before nodded with acceptance. He closed his eyes as he continued, "I just don't see why you didn't call the police at the very beginning." He shook his head, he pinched his eyes briefly at the whole story Seto just laid on him. He frowned somewhat at the thought of Mokuba, that poor boy.

"I've told you already, he was going to kill Mokuba." Seto said defensively.

Hida then looked up at him for a moment, "You didn't know that Seto."

"Oh yes I did Jiro!" Seto shouted a bit angrily. "He killed Nanny didn't he? He killed Jonathan!" He even killed their parents he thought. He furrowed his brow a bit rough, "What makes you so sure he wouldn't have killed Mokuba!" He then took in a huge collective breath to calm himself down. He didn't need to lose his temper with the man who was trying to help him. "I just couldn't take that risk. You do understand that right Jiro."

"I know that," Hida then lessened his eyes for a moment. He could see the pressure on the young man's shoulders there. Therefore, he sighed, "I'm just saying it would have been better for you if you did that's all." He then lined his face back to a serious state. "But no matter how justified your intentions were. That still didn't give you the right to take matters into your own hands and it's not going get you off the hook with some of the things you did."

"Like what?"

"Like…" Hida creased his brow, "The assault on the security guard at the museum for one. Chikao Miki." He opened the folder that was on his desk and pulled out a tape, "They have you on tape Seto."

"Look," Seto furrowed his brow a bit more with a hint of regret, "I didn't mean to hit him that hard-" he started to say.

"You didn't mean to hit him that hard?" Hida shook his head with some disapproval and leaned forward in his chair, "You put him in a coma Seto."

"But the doctors said he'll come out of it all right."

"Yeah, thank god," Hida folded his hands top of his desk, "And you better pray when he comes out of it he doesn't sue your ass for all you got either."

"He won't, I'm sure." Seto inhaled a breath, "I'll pay for his medical bills, pain and suffering, whatever he wants," he furrowed his brow, "I'm sure we can work it out Jiro. I am sorry, truly," he gave him a sincere look.

Hida knew that he was and nodded at that before he moved to tougher matter, "And now there's the matter with the cop you've assaulted," he began.

"But that's just it. I didn't assault him Jiro. He's obviously lying to save his own ass!" Seto slowly stood up from his seat frustrated. He couldn't believe his own lawyer would question him on that one. He knew that cop was lying, "I swear. You have to believe me on this one." He faced away from him and instead limped over to the window. He rubbed his casted arm with his left hand then up to the banged where he was slashed with the knife. He viewed out toward the sunset in the distant, night was almost here.

"I do but it's not me you have to convince here Seto." Hida then leaned back with his own arms crossed, "With the kind of evidence they have on you…" he sighed again frustrated as well then thought for a moment. "We could give him a polygraph test and see if he fails it." He smirked a bit, "If he does we can use it against him in court. And when Mokuba testifies-"

"No. I won't allow him to do that."

Hida looked at him a bit shocked, "What?" his voice even sounded shocked, he could not believe on what he just heard. "What do you mean? With Mokuba's testimony-"

"I said no Jiro. I'm not going have my brother be dragged in court and make him relived what happened to him so the media can have a field day with it." Seto furrowed his brow in a protective stern, "I'm not going to put my brother through that. Mokuba has been damaged enough as it is by that sick son of a bitch already. I'm not going to damaged him even more with this crap." He faced downed somewhat sadly, "He's already having a hard time dealing with things."

Hida then nodded understandingly, he knew what Seto meant and knew he was right. Mokuba was not stable enough for the attention he knew Mok would bring in court. It was clear that the boy have been through enough already. "Yes… you're right. Mokuba's not up for that." He drew in a deep breath, "All right, we'll proceed without Mokuba. I'll go see if we can make a deal for you regarding the other matters." He furrowed his brow with sympathy. "And as for the cop well we'll see him in court and fight him Seto. We can use Eizo testimony instead. I'm sure he can help clear some things up. I mean it doesn't seem fair to punish you for a crime you didn't commit and we'll prove it." He explained calmly then stood up and went over to him, "I'm not going to say not to worry because I know you'll do that anyway." He clasped his shoulder to comfort him, "But I will say I got your back in this Seto and whatever happens you have my full support."

"Thanks," Seto smiled a little but never let it reach his eyes, though he welcomed the comfort. "It's good to know…" he then glanced up toward the clock on the wall and noticed how late it was, "I should head back to the hospital." He saddened his eyes somewhat. "I don't want to leave Mokuba for too long…" he trailed off in a serious state. He worried for his brother and now feared for his safety. He just couldn't trust anyone or anything right now, except the selected few he kept very close.

Hida nodded with his own eyes saddened for the boy, "Yes, you go." He released his shoulders, "I'll go ahead and get to work on things here."

Seto rubbed his forehead as he thought over on what he said and knew he was right on one thing. He shouldn't be punished on something he didn't do and if this so called 'cop' was going to try to drag him down, he sure as hell was going to give him one hell of good fight first. He hardened his face serious once again, "All right Jiro, go ahead and do that." He gave him a small smirk, "You know I feel kinda sorry for that guy. He doesn't know what he gotten himself into." He laughed a little, "He should know," he then narrowed his eyes, "Nobody mess with me and gets away with it."

He pulled away from him and sourly walked over to the door, grabbed hold of the knob and opened it, as he walked out he thought with this cold expression and a bit of hatred, look what happened to Baiko. He stepped out into the hallway then faced his lawyer friend and gave him a nod goodbye before his shut the door quietly. He moved forward and grimaced at the soreness of his leg, it still throbbed a little from where that Spike punk had stabbed him mercilessly. However, he shrugged it off and continued on his way to the right to the stairway that led down to the exit, he had to be careful though, the paparazzi was everywhere.

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Meanwhile, the Motos sat in their car awaiting for Seto to arrive, they had promised to pick him up and drive him back to the hospital, as they waited they sat and listened sadly to the news on the radio, they were informing on the Kaiba's dreadful ordeal they had endured at that hands of Baiko.

"Now in other news, Eizo Baba, the only surviving member of the group of men who helped kidnapped the young Mokuba Kaiba, was in court today and was formally charged with several crimes that happened last Sunday night, arranging from kidnapping to murder. The motives of the kidnapping of Mokuba Kaiba led by the ringleader Baiko Doi who went under the alias Jon Ross are still unknown at this time. An official statement from the Kaiba family regarding this whole situation and the conditions of the young boy haven't been released yet. The investigation is still ongoing so we'll let you knew when more details of this tragic story becomes available. However, in relating news, Seto Kaiba the owner of the game and technology corporation, KaibaCorp might face charges himself..."

"Turn it off Yugi…" Yami had enough of the media already. All they did was worsened things. "I had my fill of the news for now," he sighed at that.

Yugi gazed up sadly to his brother's sigh before did as he was asked. He reached over and shut off the radio then opened his mouth about to reply when he heard the back door of the right side of their car opened up. It must be Seto he thought with sad eyes. He still couldn't believe on what happened to Mokuba. He saddened his heart more when thought of him.

Yami looked up to the view mirror when heard that and saddened his eyes at whom it was. "Did everything went okay Seto?" he only asked, he viewed his young friend's ghastly face but gotten no response from him. However, he furrowed his brow with understanding and instead started the car and proceeded on. He didn't need to ask him where to go, no. In his heart, he already knew where he wanted to be. Therefore, he drove there in silence.

Seto just sat there and rubbed his forehead in continuous motion. He tried to massage a headache that had developed long ago in Hida's office, for help he let the smoothness of the car's rhythm ease him. While he did that, he pushed his own troubles aside and instead let his mind drift to his brother, that was all he thought about was Mokuba, he worried for him.

Mokuba had suffered so much and it was all because of him. He wanted to comfort his brother but whenever he did Mokuba would recoil from his touch, he just felt so helpless that regard. He must have been lost in his thoughts for a while because before he knew it they had already arrived at the hospital. Yami pulled the car to the back entrance of the place.

He wanted to avoid the paparazzi as best he could, which could be hard to do, those people could act like ventures sometimes. He shook his head and parked the car. He viewed up the rear-view mirror to Seto's sad but hard form before he cleared his throat to grab his attention, "We're here Seto," he saddened his eyes a little, worried for his friend.

Seto slowly gazed up to his friend's worrisome face and smiled a bit, "Thanks Yami… for the ride, I do appreciate it," he sighed a bit.

Yami just nodded, he too returned the small smile then he furrowed his brow sad, "Are you staying here again tonight?" he sighed deeply, "Or are you coming back rest at our place? Cause we can get the guest room ready for you." He asked again but already knew the answer. Seto hardly left Mokuba's side for any reason, the young man refused to for his safety. He couldn't really blame his dear friend though as he considered on what poor Mokuba had gone through at the hands of a madman, he shook his head sadly at the thought. Yes, what a madman indeed, he hardened his brow.

Seto inhaled another deep breath but shook his head at the offer, "No…thanks," he turned his head to the right to viewed out the window, "I want to be with Mokie." He only said then paused briefly for his friends all right reply and call him if he needed anything. After Seto said his goodbyes, he opened the car door and stepped out, shut it quietly behind him then hurried into the building before someone saw him. He made his way to the room where his little brother was kept, his heart heavy and his mind troubled. However, it didn't take him long to arrive there at his brother's room. When he approached, he nodded with approval at the two guards that Roland had assigned in front of the door before then entered.

When he did, he viewed to each individual inside, Roland, his loyal watchman, who stood at attention. He rushed back as soon as he heard what happened. Then to Mr. Fields who stood at the far right along with Jin Matano, his long-time friend. He noticed slightly that they both appeared to be in a serious conversation. He sighed before he viewed over to Joey who sat on the bed with Mokuba and finally to Mokuba, his little brother, who laid there in a spacey daze. He softened his eyes sorrowfully. Mokuba held that same look ever since he came out of sedation. He noticed that they would flicker now with pain and fear. He inhaled a huge breath before his turned his attention to his friend, "When did you get here Jin?" he asked.

Jin looked up a bit startled at the sound of Seto's voice but softened his eyes at his nature, "Oh, a couple of hours ago," he smiled somewhat, "I wanted to see how you all were doing." He rubbed the back of his neck, "And I wanted to see how Mok was doing." He glanced over to the young boy as he said that and from the look of it, it wasn't good. Mokuba was still in shock from everything that had happened, worried more he motioned Seto over to the corner of the room where Mr. Fields stood, he lessened his brow a bit, "Seto, the truth is… I was talking with Charles and I'm worried about Mokuba state of mind right now," he looked at the boy once more.

Seto nodded at that, "Yes, so am I Jin," he drew in a serious breath. "What should I do?" he gave him a concerned look himself, even more so.

"Well," Jin faced him again serious, "When the doctor feels that he is well enough to go back home," he give him a determined look, "I want to get him started on counseling down at the children's center right away."

"It's best we do it as soon as possible," Mr. Fields interjected, worried too.

Seto nodded again for the second time, "Yes, of course." He was glad Jin was there and at his offer to help out on his little brother's wellbeing. Mokuba would surely need all the help he could get. He opened his mouth about to reply when he looked up to door, a nurse had walked in and announced that visiting hours was over, it was time to leave. He then watched her go before he turned back to his friend, "Thanks Jin… for the offer…" he reached out and grasped his hand firmly, "I do appreciate it."

"Hey," Jin only smiled and returned the hand shake gratefully, "What are friends for." He then looked up at the clock and viewed the time, "Well, it's getting late and I'm sure Mio will be wondering where I am." He laughed slightly before he furrowed his brow, "I'll be back sometime tomorrow if that's all right." He sighed at Seto eager nod. He clasped his shoulder, "All right then. Bye Seto, you call me if anything comes up with Mokuba okay."

"Don't worry, I will," Seto promised then stood by and watched Jin say goodbye to Mr. Fields before he went over to Joey, said a few words then patted his back in a comfort matter before he turned his attention to his brother. He watched him grabbed his brother's hand for a moment and whisper something in his ear, probably words of comfort. After his friend did that he saw him released his hand then went to the door, threw a final wave goodbye before he left out of sight. He molded his face a bit wearily.

"Master Seto?"

Seto inhaled a deep breath, "Yeah Charles," he began to space some.

"Nanny's, Jonathan's and some of the guards families called back about their funerals while you were away." Mr. Fields frowned sorrowfully at that, "They said they wanted to have it done as soon as possible." He sighed somewhat heavy, "So I've told them that that would be fine and go ahead. Oh and I've also told them don't worry about the cost cause you said you'll pay for everything," then he thought of his two friends his eyes misted up.

Seto just nodded a bit spacy, "Good…" he whispered softly.

"I take it that you'll be staying here again tonight son."

Seto then snapped out his small trance at the sound of Mr. Fields kind voice. He turned to him while he suddenly felt very tired, "Yeah… I don't want to leave Mokuba alone, you know," he looked at his brother briefly.

Mr. Fields nodded with understanding then lessened his eyes half-heartedly, "All right then, you call if you need me." He then reached out and pulled him into a strong embrace, "Try to get some rest Master Seto."

Seto smirked a bit, "I'll try Charles." He returned the embrace but only for brief moment, except for Mokuba and Joey, he hated to show that much affection to people and his servant friend knew this.

Mr. Field sensed Seto's uneasiness and released him from his embrace. He knew his limits with him. He looked up instead and gave him a comfort smile before he went over to the bed. Like Jin, he said a few words to Joey followed by a warm hug before he turned his attention to the young boy who laid shattered in the bed. He saddened his eyes and leaned over to him, laid a consoling hand on his head and wished him a good night's rest, but the boy just stared out in space without a word. He frowned deeply at that, he hoped he would get some kind of response from him. But no, Mokuba was too lost in his mind to do so. He frowned more then looked up to Seto who finally joined them by their side.

Seto frowned sadly at his brother blank expression before he viewed over to Mr. Fields. "Go ahead home to Yami's Charles, we'll be okay." He watched him nod with some saddens then pulled his hand back and proceeded out of the room slowly. When he watched the door close quietly behind him, he inhaled a deep breath, "Joey?" he went to his partner's side, put an arm over his shoulder and pulled him into a slight hug.

"Yeah?" Joey furrowed his brow. He finally spoke for the first time since he arrived. He leaned into his warm embrace, he wanted the comfort.

"Why don't go home now too," Seto creased his brow a bit and rolled his eyes closed, he hated to say it, "I'm sure your father is waiting for you."

"Are you sure?" Joey viewed up to him with a slight frown, even though he was put on restriction by his father for getting into serious trouble, he still wanted to stay regardless, "I could stay… it'll be no problem I'm sure."

Seto smiled a bit but shook his head at the offer. "That's okay brown eyes, like I've said we'll be fine. You go home and rest. You still recovering from that fight you were in so you'll need it. You can come back tomorrow. If your father lets you that is," he hardened his brow slightly, he knew Mr. Wheeler had put his love on restriction for getting into trouble. Because of that Joey wasn't really allowed to do anything unless given permission to do so. He thought it was stupid but what could he do.

Joey grabbed hold of his love's hand that dangled over his shoulder, he thought it over for few minutes before he nodded, "All right, it is late and I am tired." He stood up off the bed with a light cringe from his ribs. Luckily his black eye was going away now so he could see much better. He turned around to embrace Seto's tough but warm form. "I'm sure you're tired of hearing this but be sure to call me if you need anything, okay babe."

Seto chucked a bit as he returned the embrace, "Don't worry I will." He smoothed his back for a bit then pulled him away and gave him a kiss instead, then broke free and smiled a little but never let it reached his eyes.

Joey smiled himself before he turned around to Mokuba. He leaned over and gave him a small hug. Immediately, he felt the young boy stiffen and gave out a small whimper from that so he pulled away quick. He saddened his look, "See ya tomorrow okay champ, you hang in there bud and sleep well." He straightened up then went over to the door about to leave, but not before he wished someone else a goodnight as well, "Night Roland." He said to man who now sat in chair while he guarded over the two brothers.

Seto watched Roland nod a friendly goodbye before Joey walked out of the room. He inhaled a deep breath and sat down onto the bed where Joey previously sat being careful with his leg. He grasped his little brother's hand softly then laid down in odd position, "Good night Mokie…I love you little brother," he slowly closed his eyes and slowly drifted into a restless sleep.

Mokuba just laid there lost and waited for whatever may come tomorrow.

:The End:

"Shadows Within"
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