Ichigo- * has blood all over her*
Bakura- O.O I knew those mokuba fans were mad, but I never knew they were violent! What happened?!?!?!
Ichigo- O.o what are you talking about?
Bakura- the blood!
Ichigo- this is just ketchup!
Kaiba- *dips a fry into ketchup and eats it* mmmm…
Bakura- why do you have ketchup all over you?
Ichigo- well…while the Mokuba fans were chasing me with knives and daggers…WHICH NO ONE SHOULD EVER DO AT HOME…unless its rubber and the person you're chasing is you're imaginary friend name Bob. Better yet, is should be a balloon shaped like dagger so when you stab it, the thing goes POP! No! better yet, make a balloon gun so that when you fling it at someone's head it would go BOOM! No no! better yet-
Kaiba- ICHIGO!
Ichigo- what?
Kaiba- Focus…
Ichigo- oh…oh yea…well anyways, while this group of Mokuba fans were chasing me with daggers and knives. I found the art of camouflage! So I was at McDonald's because they sold free ketchup packets. So I tried to dress up as a fire hydrant!
Bakura- *shakes head* and it worked?
Ichigo- surprisingly yes….but I think that hiding in my authoress room and locking it with heavy duty nails had something to do with it…
Kaiba- *sigh* well my fellow fans and mokuba's fans…I am truly sorry for the situation, but yes…Mokuba does have amnesia…
Ichigo- BUT HE WILL GET BETTER! Just not very soon…but he will get better somewhere in the story. You'll see why I had Mokuba come down with it. Mokuba is kind of like the neutral person in the story now. In that case, since he doesn't know what is happening, he doesn't have a real opinion to a person. Thus, he won't be on anyone's side. Thus, he's the only one with an honest thought that is not bias. But I won't agree that Kaiba and Mokuba will be on the same terms all the time. Sometimes they will, sometimes they'll not.
Bakura- why does bias mean?
Ichigo- I don't know….it just sounds so mature! Look it up in the thesaurus!
Kaiba-…you mean the dictionary?
Ichigo- uh…yea, of course!
Bakura- anyways, on with the chippie?
Kaiba- yea, sure..REVIEW GUYS FOR MOKUBA"S SAKE!
Ichigo- ketchup is really good, you know?
Drifting Away- Secrets
"Who are you?" Mokuba eyes squinted hard, seeing the pale-faced boy in front of him. He soon panicked, looking around the unfamiliar place. "Where am I?" His lips trembled.
Kaiba froze, shocked with disbelief. His jaw dropped slightly as he breathed in and out. His eyes held confusion while his hands and body stood still. He bit his lip a bit to hide the quivering.
The doctor came in and smiled happily at the brothers.
"Well I guess little Mokuba here just woke up," he cheerfully, "I see that it was a full recovery." Kaiba cleared his throat, trying not to scoff at how wrong the doctor was. Mokuba continued to look at the young boy in front him who looked terrible. Kaiba felt his little brother eyeing him so he jerked his head toward him and tried to smile. Although he tried, his smile turned into a weak frown as creases folded on his forehead.
Kaiba stood up and walked slowly to the doctor who was signing the papers. The hard cold face he had faded away into a face that was fragile and scared. Kaiba knocked on the desk to catch the doctor's notice. Kaiba tried to put on his business like face, but Mr. Robertson saw the worry.
"Is everything okay?" he asked gently. Kaiba's hand shook as he tried to let the words flow out of his mouth.
"Ummm," he started, "How long does it take for a person to regain his memory." Mr. Robertson stood there for a moment and then sighed, shaking his head.
"I was afraid this would happen," he said sadly. He gently led Kaiba outside of the room and closed the door. Kaiba cleared his throat, preparing for the message.
"Afraid that what would happen," Kaiba asked softly. The doctor sighed, taking his glasses off the clean them. Kaiba waited patiently as he put them back on his face.
"I'm sorry, but your brother is suffering from amnesia." Kaiba looked to his side, closing his eyes.
"How long does it take, though, for my brother to regain his memory," Kaiba asked worriedly, his voice shook in fear.
"I wish I could tell you an exact time and date, Mr. Kaiba," the doctor paused, "but I'm afraid that is not possible. I can only tell you the same answer I have told you 2 months ago. There is no way in determining this type of situation. The best advice I could give you is to get him familiarized with things from the past. Again, I'm very sorry." The doctor patted Kaiba's back and walked away to leave Kaiba staring at the floor.
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Tea lay on her bed in Kaiba's mansion, staring at her mother's photo. Tears welled in her sapphire eyes, but never landed anywhere else. She then shut them in disgrace, burying her face into the fluffy pillow.
"I'm so sorry, mom," Tea whispered to herself. "But I can't be strong. I'm just not strong enough to do this alone." She was too lost in her thoughts to notice her hand gripping the picture so tightly that it crumbled into a ball. "I'm not strong at all."
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Kaiba drove inside the car, looking directly on the rode. Mokuba leaned his head on the window, staring at the many buildings. He looked up at Kaiba.
"So, you're my brother," Mokuba started, "Who owns this whole company called Kaiba Corp." Kaiba nodded quickly. Mokuba looked down and then stared at the window again, giving silence in the car again with awkwardness. Mokuba started again.
"Where are our parents?" Mokuba asked. Kaiba heartbeat went faster at the thought of his parents.
"They passed away when I was 5 and when you were just born," Kaiba said, his voice low and grave, "In a car crash. We got sent to an orphanage where we met Gazaburo, once CEO of KaibaCorp. He died and I took over." Kaiba left out the facts about Gazaburo's actions and how he died." Mokuba nodded again.
"I guess he was nice then, to let us in," Mokuba asked. Kaiba didn't say anything at first. Mokuba felt some tension and closed his mouth. He was surprised to see Kaiba talk again.
"No," he said plainly, "He wasn't nice at all. I had to beat him in a chess game for him to agree." Mokuba raised his eyebrow.
"A chess game?"
"He was the world champion." Mokuba's eyes widened.
"And you beat him? But you were only 5 years old." Mokuba exclaimed.
"I was smart for my age." Kaiba started, pausing a bit to think.
"I bet that many people wanted you for a child then." Mokuba said logically, "Why didn't you go with them." He heard a sigh come from Kaiba. Mokuba frowned a bit.
"Because I wasn't willing to go without you," Kaiba said finally, "The couples often come and go. They didn't have enough money to get both of us so I rejected their offers." The younger one smiled. Even though he knew this boy for only an hour, he felt happy to know that the older boy who sat next to him told him things. But something worried him. Almost frightened him. Kaiba's face seemed so cold and harsh. He felt as if he was keeping things from him, but he dared not to ask what they were.
"Thank-you," Mokuba said softly, looking at the boy whose face was cold and shrill. Kaiba glanced at his little brother and his face softened a bit.
"I know that my face and my words don't tell the same thing," Kaiba started, "But you have to understand, Mokuba." Kaiba stopped and shut his mouth. Mokuba stared at the boy as he waited.
"Understand what?" Mokuba asked, puzzled. Kaiba paused.
"I did things in my past that I wasn't too proud of, Mokuba," Kaiba said softly, "Our life wasn't easy. It was never easy. I had to fight to get us where are today and even today we still have troubles." Mokuba looked down. Kaiba started again, "But when I say that everything that I did was for us. That I did it for you. I mean that. And there's nothing hard about understanding that I care about you. The only thing that I could think of that would be hard is understanding why I chose the path that we're on now." Mokuba looked up and saw his brother's narrow eyes looking onto the rode and he saw the honesty beneath the icy barrier in them. Mokuba continued looking out the window.
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Tea's POV
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School started the next day. I woke up in the morning, dizzy with a headache. But that didn't matter. Nothing mattered to me the way they used to. Not anymore. The guilt I feel inside my gut is too much for me to handle by myself. My problem is too much for me to handle. But I have to stay strong. If I don't, who will?
So I'm standing in front of the mirror, putting on my face. The face everyone saw everyday. The one that will get me through another day. And I'll pretend like everything is okay and live a false life. But my failure to my mom and the lies I will tell to my friends will always stick in my head.
I caressed my cheek with my hand, inspecting this face that I didn't know anymore. I looked to the side in disgust. I can't go on like this and pretend like everything is normal. I can't lie to my friends, but I can't tell them either. The thought of asking for help for the first time and appear as a young fragile girl that has been hiding is just too much for me. But yet, my mother is looking up to me to save her. How can I choose between the reputation I hold among my peers, the ones who could judge me everyday based on everything, and the reputation I hold for someone I care for?
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Tea sat in the classroom quietly while her friends continued their conversation of coming back from school. She watched Kaiba walked slowly to his seat, not even looking at her. Tea frowned, seeing the dark rings under his eyes from lack of sleep.
"Ah school, how I loathe ya," Joey sighed happily. Yugi smiled, holding a comb.
"And as if it didn't get any worse," Yugi started, "Yami used up all of our hair gel yesterday." Tristan looked at Yugi's hair that now looked like a puffy deformed afro.
"We noticed," Tristan said. Bakura smiled.
"Way to bring the 70's a brand new look, Yug," Bakura smiled. Yugi laughed sarcastically. Yugi then changed into Yami, who looked appalled.
"This is not a laughable matter," Yami said, "No pharaoh should have to go through this kind of torture." Joey grinned while Kikyo laughed at Yami's outrage.
"I think it looks sexy," Kikyo responded.
"Of course you do," Yami said, still outraged, "Girls are mesmerized by my hotness. But I don't want to go through the torture of having this hideous thing on my head."
"But you won't have to as long as Yugi is the one in control of the body," Joey said. Yami smiled and changed back into Yugi.
"HEY! YOU CAN'T JUST KICK ME OUT OF MY OWN SPIRIT ROOM!" Yugi screamed. A group of students, who were already in class before the bell, jerked their heads toward Yugi. Yugi blushed madly. "Drama class. I play the child," Yugi said to the class, using the statement as an excuse. The gang was snickering while the students slowly went back to their own conversations. The gang then burst out laughing. Bakura glanced at the sulking Tea and frowned a bit.
"Hey, are you okay Tea," Bakura asked. The gang stopped their conversation and looked at Tea. Tea looked at the 5 faces eyeing her worriedly and completely panicked.
"Yea, of course I'm okay. Why would you think I'm not because I am. I really am." Tea babbled.
"Are ya sure," Joey asked. Tea nodded timidly and smiled. The group fell quiet until Yugi came talked.
"We're really sorry about what happened to you," Yugi said sympathetically. Tea shook her head and smiled.
"Don't be." Tea said, wishing that the subject would just go away. Unfortunately, it didn't.
"Have ya heard anything bout' yo ma," Joey asked. The girl shook her head again. Too her relief, the first bell sounded. The teacher came in and straightened the papers on his desk while the students waited patiently and quietly. After he was done, he looked at the class and smiled.
"Today we have a new student," Mr. Ferrin stated, "It seems that we have that lately." He looked at the students smiling, anxiously waiting to see the person. Mr. Ferrin's grin grew wider. "It also seems that my students here enjoy it too." The class laughed. The teacher waited until everyone was quiet again. "I'm pleased to introduce Donichi Kuwaba."
A boy, Tea recognized as Don Don, walked in shyly in a black suit. The girls giggled softly as Don Don nodded to the class and smiled while looking to the floor. Tea smiled slightly, almost chuckling after seeing how nervous he looked with his hands and legs shaking like crazy. Don Don took off her jacket and swung it over his shoulder revealing a regular white cotton shirt.
"God, look at his body," Tea heard a girl behind her whisper to another, "All slim, yet muscular. Can you say hot?" Tea shook her head, trying to hide the laugh.
"He's more cute and innocent than hot and wild," another girl chipped into the conversation, "I mean look at his hair and his puppy-dog eyes. He's just so cute."
"You're right. He is cute," the girl exclaimed. The girls in the class giggled madly. Tea didn't hear the rest of the conversation among the girls.
Tea looked at Don Don, looking nervously around the room. His eyes fell on Tea as she saw the relief flood back into his eyes. He smiled weakly at Tea and looked down.
The girls stopped talking as they saw the little act. They looked at Tea as their jaws dropped down. The girl next to her looked at her, amazed.
"You know him?" Tea shrugged.
"I bumped into him while it was raining. He just gave me an umbrella. Then we saw each other at a party. Nothing special." The other girl laughed, her eyes playing.
"Nothing special?" the girl exclaimed, "I wish I was you." Tea laughed and continued looking. The teacher saw the surprise in all the girls' faces. He smiled at Tea and the girls.
"I think we have some competition here," he said. Tea looked back at Kaiba, who looked at Don Don with no expression on his face. He looked at Tea and smiled faintly at her. He wrote something on a piece of paper and passed it to her through a row people. Tea opened the letter.
I guess the girls aren't the only ones who have competition.
I guess I'll have to work hard too cause'
I have to admit…he's hot. So hot we should call 911 cause' he is on fire!
Tea smiled genuinely and wrote something back, telling someone to pass it to him. Kaiba opened the letter.
If you keep on thinking that way, then maybe I'm the one who has competition.
Tea watched as Kaiba chuckled. She received the note back.
I have something to tell you after class.
Tea frowned and looked at Kaiba. He looked weary and out of place.
Is something wrong?
Kaiba rubbed his temples.
I'll tell you after class.
Class ended and Tea tried to be the first one out the door, but it didn't happen. The gang caught her.
"Why are ya in such a hurry, Tea," Joey asked. Tea sighed inside, but kept a smile plastered on her face.
"Kaiba has something important to tell me," Tea said half-truthfully, "He seemed so distressed." The gang nodded.
"Well, hope Kaiba feels better," Tristan said. Tea looked down, but smiled.
"We'll be waiting for you at lunch," Bakura said cheerfully, "Maybe we should invite that new guy. What's his name? Donichiwa?"
"Yea," Joey continued, "Me, Tristan, and Tea met him at the party. We call him Don Don."
"Maybe we should then," Kikyo said happily, "What's the harm in letting a new guy in the group. Then I won't be the new one around here." The gang agreed and headed toward the lunchroom. Kikyo gave Tea a brief hug and then let go before smiling.
"I'm really sorry about your parents again," Kikyo said softly. Tea sighed and looked at her.
"It's okay already," Tea laughed, "You guys are going to have a heart attack. Don't worry about me. I'll…I'll deal."
"Well, just don't forget that we'll be here for you whenever you need help," Kikyo said. Tea's heart drew a pit as she felt a lump in her throat. "Anything. You can come to us. We'll always be there for you no matter what." Tea did nothing but nodded her head.
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Tea met Kaiba at her locker. He greeted her with a warm hug and smile.
"How are you doing," Tea asked, brushing a strand of hair off his forehead as he held his hands on top of her hips.
"Mokuba woke up from his coma," Kaiba said sadly. Tea smiled happily, elated. Then she saw the look on his face and stopped smiling.
"What happened," Tea asked seriously. Kaiba looked to the side. Tea grabbed his chin, making him look at her. "What happened?" she demanded.
"He has amnesia," Kaiba groaned, "I don't know what to do. What am I suppose to do? I've never been in these kinds of situations before. How can I make him remember? He needs to remember me, Tea. I'm the only one he has and I can't even protect him. How can I help him if I can't even protect him." Kaiba panicked, his hands shook quickly.
"It's okay, Seto," Tea said, trying to calm him down. "I understand how you feel Kaiba, but it's going to be alright."
"Bu-,"
"It's going to be alright," Tea said, smiling. Her smile faded a bit, but she tried to look happy, "I mean, at least you get to see him now and talk to him." Kaiba looked at her with confusion, but was soon filled with regret.
"Hey, are you okay," Kaiba asked worriedly, "Have you heard anything about your mom?" Tea closed her eyes and then looked at him.
"I'm okay. I don't know if my mom is though," she started. Kaiba cocked his head to the right.
"Why do you think that?" Kaiba asked. Tea bit her lip.
"I don't know," Tea lied, "Wouldn't you think the same thing?" Kaiba stood there, trying to think. He shook his head and sighed.
"And thus the headaches start all over again," Kaiba chuckled dryly. Tea laughed, putting her arms around his neck.
"We can have headaches together," Tea smiled.
"Let the battle begin," Kaiba said, smiling down at her.
"Battle of what," Tea smiled, looking suspiciously.
"Battle of medicine," Kaiba smiled down at her, "There's bound to be a fight over that bottle of Tylenol." Tea laughed and kissed him on the lips, letting go and looking into his eyes.
"Thank you," Tea said truthfully, "You make things so much better."
"I was going to say the same thing," Kaiba started, "The only difference is that you make everything so much better. For everyone." Tea looked down in guilt, hiding her face so Kaiba wouldn't see it.
"Not everyone," Tea said, trying to laugh. Kaiba chuckled and looked up to the ceiling. He looked back at her and smiled, his eyes dancing.
"Well, a lot then," Kaiba said. Tea's pit in her heart deepened as she gulped silently. She turned her attention back to him. "You made my life worth living." Tea blushed madly and hugged him tightly, never wanting to let go.
"We're perfect together." Tea said softly. "Nothing could ever tear us apart." Kaiba kissed the top of her forehead and squeezed her tight.
"You got that right," Kaiba said. He let go and looked into her eyes with his smile ever so charming and sweet and his eyes glistening in the light. The feeling made her melt and forget any problem she had. "I love you, you know that right?" Tea held him again.
"Yea," she said, leaning her head on his shoulder, "I love you too." Kaiba kissed her, hugging her again.
"I'll always be there for you if you're ever in trouble, Tea," he said to her. Tea closed her eyes as the guilt inside increased and the urge to tell him what's been going on surged through. "I'll always be by your side." Tea knew how much her friends cared for her, especially the gang and Kaiba. Tea bit her lip and slowly looked up to Kaiba, trying her best to smile widely.
"I know you will. And I'll be by yours." Tea answered, trying to keep cool.
"And you know that the gang will be beside you too, right," Kaiba asked softly. "We'll always be there with you." Tea closed her eyes, shutting her eyelids tightly.
"I wouldn't expect anything less."
Ichigo- PLEASE REVIEW! I don't like having ketchup on me anymore *has people dipping fries on her* SOMEONE GET THEIR HAND OFF MY BUTT!
Bakura- well I can't do that if you're sitting on it!
Kaiba- why is your hand there in the first place?
Bakura- Ichigo took my Barbie do-…I mean GI Joe action figure and sat on it…
Ichigo- you wouldn't let me play with it!
Bakura- and have you ruin the beautiful silky hair of Stacy--..umm…Stacy's husband I mean…ummm…Stacy's husband…*looks at mustard* Stacy's husband named Mustard… *looks at table* Stacy's husband named Mustard-table…yes, Mustard-table
Ichigo- O.o
Kaiba- anyways, please review this chippie to read more of this story and to see the full recovery of Mokuba somewhere in the story!
Bakura- GIVE ME MUSTARD-TABLE, ICHIGO!
Ichigo- never! It is not yours anymore! It is mine and I shall call it by a more sophisticated name! I call it by Mustard-Desk! MUAHAHAHA*chokes*