Because of Yesterday

Chapter Three

When I woke up, I was in a bright white place, with white-clad people standing all around me. I had never seen a place like this before, although I couldn't see very much because my eyesight was blurry. It was like nowhere I'd ever been before…

But wait! I was Seto Kaiba! I had been virtually everywhere. That left me with only one conclusion. I was in heaven. No… I couldn't be. I was still young and… Memories came flooding back to me. First the argument, then the knife, and now this.

"Oh, Mokuba." I groaned, just as two figures entered

One was typical, wearing white and staring pitifully down at me, but the other… this had to be the big man himself… well, actually he appeared to be more of a midget, but hey, who was going to tell god that he was short. But anyway, he was dressed in a variety of colors, and seemed to be the only one who had any emotion at all. But if that was god, then why was he here? I mean I must have done something pretty bad to have him visit me on my first day… The answer came to me as soon as I had asked the question.

Mokuba.

I thought of him. Alone in the world with no one to protect him. Now all I wanted to do was see him again.

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Suddenly, a hand grabbed mine and started crying. "I'm sorry, I'm so stupid, you shouldn't have made me leave, I'm sorry…" The voice's owner continued saying how sorry it was, but I didn't really care. I was too worried about my brother. I didn't even look at the speaker until they had the audacity to mock my pain and call me "Ni sama." I turned to hit whoever it was when I saw my brother's face staring back at me. "Did he die too?" I thought to myself. Who cared, as long as we were together.

"Mokuba!" I yelled as I stretched out my arms to give him a hug… or at least I tried to. When I moved my left arm, it burnt with a pain so harsh that I was forced to yell.

Then suddenly, I looked at Mokuba as the pieces started falling into place. This was not heaven, it was a hospital. Somehow I had survived. Then I looked at Mokuba again. Did he know what happened? (at this point I'd like to note that my brain probably wasn't functioning at full capacity yet, seeing as Mokuba was crying and holding on to my hand like he would never let go… but anyway…) My little 1% functioning brain and I decided that Mokuba might not have found out yet, so I decided to hide the injured arm behind my back.

Bad idea. It hurt, and I'm not someone to make that claim lightly. It really HURT. (At this point, I'd like to think that my brain starts functioning at 2% capacity, so it decided killing my arm wasn't such a good idea.) So I decided to pull my arm out. That didn't really work either. My arm got stuck in the hospital bed. I yelled again, and Mokuba came rushing over to help me. I noticed that the nurses tried to shoo him away at this point, but he didn't really care. I also noticed, as he was working my arm free, that he had bandages on his hands, and that they were covered in red.

"What happened?" I asked as he removed my arm and placed it tenderly back on the bed.

He shivered. "Well…" tears came to his eyes, "you tried to…" He broke off into tears.

I knew what I had done, I wanted to know about his hands. "Who cares what happened to me? Tell me what…" He cut me off, "I care about what happened to you! You almost DIED! Seto, you might have died and you almost did. And now you say 'Who cares what happened to me?' I'm sorry Seto, but you've got to get help for this"

"Help?" I waved away the word, "I don't need help as long as you're there for me…"

"I WAS there for you, but you pushed me away, Seto, I'm never going to let anything like this happen again. Even if I have to get you a psychiatrist. Even if you have to resign as head of Kaiba Corporation. Even if I have to stand right next to you every day for the rest of our lives. Even if…"

"…you have to break a promise?" I asked, "Remember, as long as…"

"I needed you. Seto, I do need you, I did need you, and I always will need you. How can I be sure that you won't try to…" he paused, gesturing to my arm, "… to do something like that again?"

"Mokuba," I said matter-of-factly, "You said you didn't need me anymore"

He stared at me blankly. Then the nurse called from the door, "Come now, Mokuba, you've visited your brother long enough, and besides, you need to get your bandages re-wrapped."

Mokuba stood there, resolutely. "I'm not going."

"Mokie," I sighed, "This is a hospital, How much trouble do you think I could get into before I was put in a straight jacket and toted off to the domino city mental institution?"

That made him laugh.

"Apparently, not much." I replied, "now get going."

He nodded, then ran to the door. When he reached it, he turned around and yelled, "Get better soon, Ni sama," before running off haphazardly, followed by his anxious nurse.

I smiled. I didn't know how long it would take, but with those few words from Mokuba, I knew things would eventually get back to normal… at least I hoped so.