Because of Yesterday
Chapter Four
I sat there in the hospital bed, drumming the fingers of my right hand on the stand on the side of the bed. I was extremely annoyed. I had been awake and functioning since an hour after the accident, when Mokuba came to see me, but the nurses had insisted I get a full day's recovery before I resume control of my corporation. Now I only had one hour to wait and the pressure was kill… No. The pressure was annoying me. I got up and paced around the room. The nurses had also said that I would have to wait 48 hours after I regained control of my company to return to my home, then another two days until I returned to my company. When I first heard that I would be forced to wait 5 days until I could go back to my company, I was furious. I shouted and yelled. I threatened to leave, and got up and tried to walk away. I would have too, if I hadn't had an IV needle stuck in my right arm. It ripped out and that arm had to be bandaged too. Then the nurses gave me anesthesia until the head of the hospital was available. (there must be some kind of lawsuit for doing that) Then he came in and explained to me that the stress of running a company might be too much for my body, and that the wound might never fully heal if I was stressed too much, then thrown to the media right away. "Media?" I asked. It turns out that my… arm getting hurt was reported on the news as… me attempting to kill myself. Everyone really wanted me to stay here because they thought that the media would pounce on me and tear Kaiba Corporation's good name to shreds. Well, I could see the sense in waiting a few days to let the story fade away, but I was not a patient person. I decided to take matters into my own capable hands. Tomorrow, I had decided, I was returning to Kaiba Corporation. My helicopter was parked on the hospital's roof, ready for action. And as for those baka reporters… That's what armed guards are for. There were a few minor preparations that needed to be taken care of first, namely telling Mokuba the plan and making sure that he was okay with it. But how was I supposed to go tell Mokuba if I wasn't even supposed to sit up? Surely they wouldn't let me walk over there and…
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Suddenly I heard the door open.
"Ni Sama" Mokuba gasped, falling to the floor.
"Mokuba" I cried, running over to him, then picking him up (making both my arms ache) and laying him on my bed. "What happened to you?"
The room was silent for a few moments, the only sound that could be heard was Mokuba's labored breathing. Then he spoke, "Ni sama…" he started.
"Shhhh…." I said, putting my finger on his lips, "You can tell me later."
"No." he said, "I want to tell you now. That's why I came here."
I sighed, "Go ahead and tell me, but take it easy, okay?"
"Well… They opened the cuts in my hands again, and…"
"What cuts?" I asked. I had asked almost the entire staff of this building, and none of them seemed to know.
"Well…" Mokuba began, then told me the whole story of what happened while he was at Yugi's house.
I just stared at him. I knew it was an accident, and that there was nothing I could have done to prevent him from cutting his hands on the TV like that, but it was still my fault. If I hadn't…
Suddenly his words interrupted my thoughts. "Ni Sama… are you okay?" he asked.
I quickly snapped back to reality and smiled, "Course I am," I answered, "You're here, aren't you?"
He nodded, then spoke, "Ni sama, I want to leave."
"So do I," I replied, "tomorrow we'll…"
He cut me off, "No, today. Ni sama, they opened my hands again and took out the shards of glass they couldn't get earlier…"
"Well, that's good." I said smiling, "now that that's done, your hand will heal."
"No, It's not good!" he yelled, "They did it while I was awake because I was allergic to the stuff they give you to make you fall asleep…" tears came to his eyes, "It hurt so much, Ni sama, and I felt every piece being taken out, then I got all weird, and then everything went black… Ni sama, I was so scared before it went black, I thought I was going to die and never see you again and…"
I was furious as I started to yell, "Those quacks! I'll sue them for every last penny they have! They'll never be able to treat another patient again once I'm done with them! This is malpractice and I'll…"
Mokuba stopped me again. "Ni sama, can we just go home now?" he asked softly.
"Of course," I replied, picking Mokuba up (even though it did hurt my arms quite a bit) and put him on one of those rolling hospital beds. "Now Mokuba," I said, "We're going to have to be very quiet so they won't spot us…"
"And if they do see us?" he asked, even though I could see by the sparkle in his eyes that he knew perfectly well what the answer was.
I shrugged, "We run like hell and hope no one can catch us. Come on, let's go."
It was just then that we heard the voice of the hospital's manager over the telecom, ~Mokuba Kaiba is out of his room. He is a short raven-haired child who has just had surgery. If he is seen he is to be brought back to room 187. That is all~
Mokuba looked at me. I nodded.
"BONZAI!" We yelled at the same time as we burst out the door, I pushing Mokuba down the hall on the hospital bed.
As we were making our way to the helicopter platform, Mokuba grabbed a vaccination needle off a table. Then waved it around saying, "Anyone who tries to stop us gets a shot!"
I smiled as we boarded the helicopter, medical personnel chasing after us.
"Get us up in the air, now!" I yelled to the pilot.
"Of course, " he replied as we began our ascent.
I carried Mokuba to a seat and sat down next to him. "You okay?" I asked.
He didn't answer. He had fallen asleep, his head on my shoulder.
I sighed. We were finally going home.