Sarah: 40 REVIEWS!!!!!!! !!!!!!! I'm a happy person! Okay, before we get on with the story, I'd like to list the following authors who have my personal seal of greatness:

Sayian Jedi- read her story "In Medias Res", which is REALLY good!

RunningInCircles a.k.a K.H.T: My bestestes friend and co-author for "Shining Friendship," specializes in Harry Potter and The A-Team fics. She is AWESOME at both!

Yami Tangela, pharaoh's angel: "Pharaoh's Judgment" and it's sequel, "Yujo" are some of the best fics I've ever read!

Princess Ria: My role playing, Seto Kaiba loving, Tea bashing friend! This girl has MASTERED the art of one shot song fics, my favorites being "Headstrong," "Away From The Sun," and "Numb." Her "Ria and the Gang" stories are awesome too, just be sure you read them in the right order and read my one shots ("Change of Heart," "I Know Everything," and "Bring Me To Life") that go along with them for the full experience.

There are probably soooooooooooo many more, but I can't think of them right now. Please, I LOVE reading fan fiction, so suggest that I read your stories when you review all right? All Right! On with the chapter nine, "School Blues: Part Two!"

Seto woke up suddenly, not really sure why. It was after midnight, he'd been lost in a dead sleep… and then the room was lit up by a bolt of lightning, followed by a clap of thunder. Okay, so maybe that was why.

"Mommy! Daddy! Come back! COME BACK!" And that could be it too. He got out of bed, put on his slippers and walked down the hall to Saya's room, opening the door once he got there. Saya wasn't in her bed.

"Saya?!" he cried. "Saya, where are you?!"

Moments later, he heard a soft whimper coming from the far side her bed, compelling him to walk over. Saya was on the floor, hiding underneath Moku-bear, clutching Seto-ryu tight. Her cheeks were tear stained and, as usually happens when people cry, she was gasping for air. Seto sighed, relieved and walked over, sitting down next to her.

"Saya?" he asked, lifting up the teddy bear. Saya grabbed hold of her bear and pulled it back down, scooting under the bed as she did so. "Saya, come out of there."

"No."

"You can't stay down there forever." Lightning flashed again and the thunder boomed louder than before. Saya let out a frightened cry, pulling the teddy bear tight around her.

"Watch me!" Seto sighed and laid down on the floor, looking Saya in the eye.

"What's wrong?"

"Why did they go, Sonkei?" she asked through her tears. "Why did they leave me?" Seto looked at her, puzzled.

"Who?" he asked. "Why did who leave you?"

"Mommy and Daddy!" Saya cried. Within moments it all came out- the thunderstorm… the second car came out of nowhere, slamming into her and her parents. "They… they said he was dr… dru…"

"Drunk?" Seto asked. Saya nodded.

"Yeah…" Her crying became worse as she hugged Seto-ryu tight. "There were people all around… two men were taking Mommy and Daddy away… I couldn't get to them! I tried and the people just got closer and closer… I couldn't breathe…"

Seto pulled Saya out from under the bed and held her in his arms, rocking her gently. He now understood why the mall had scared her so much- she was claustrophobic. All those people around just reminded her of the night her parents died. Of how scared she had been… and the storm raging outside didn't help things much.

"Shh, Saya," he whispered, sitting down on the bed. "It's all right." He thought he'd finally gotten her calmed down… until she spoke up again.

"Did I do something wrong?" Seto looked down at her, watching her wipe her eyes. "Is that why they left? Because I was bad?" Seto shook his head, holding her tight.

"No, Saya-imouto," he said softly. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"Then why did they leave? Why couldn't I go too?" Seto let out a sigh.

"I don't know Saya… but if you had gone with them, you wouldn't be here with me and Mokuba." Saya's eyes widened- she had never thought of it that way. "I know I'm not your mom or dad," Seto continued. "But I am your big brother now, and I'm not going to let anyone hurt you anymore. Okay?" Saya nodded happily, wrapping her arms around Seto's neck and hugging him tight.

"Okay, Sonkei."

Saya slept peacefully the rest of the night. Seto had pulled her bear back up on the bed and laid her down on top of it. He then covered her up with her blanket and kissed her cheek.

"Goodnight, Saya."

"Miss Kaiba." Saya looked up at Mr. Tanaka, worriedly. She'd managed to avoid his eye most of the day- she didn't raise her hand to answer any questions, she never said anything while he was teaching… she didn't do anything all day. It was finally time to go home and her classmates had all ready left… she just wished Mokuba would hurry and pick her up.

"Yes, Mr. Tanaka?" she asked politely. Tanaka smiled at her.

"I need you to get something out of the closet for me," he said. "Come on." Saya swallowed nervously, but followed him to the closet.

"Seto? I'm home!" Seto looked up from his computer and smiled.

"Hey Mokuba." He waited for Saya to come in… and waited… and waited. "Where's Saya?" Mokuba looked at him, confused.

"She's not home yet?"

"No…" Mokuba bit his lip.

"Tanaka said she went home early..." He watched his big brother's eyes narrow. "Right. I'll get the limo." Seto blinked a couple times, then smiled.

"You know me way too well," he said, ruffling Mokuba's hair as they walked out the door. "What would I do without you, Mokuba?" Mokuba smiled back

"Sometimes I wonder."

Seto and Mokuba arrived at Saya's school a short time later and headed right for her classroom. Like he had been the day before, Tanaka was sitting at his desk, looking over some papers. Seto walked over to the desk and slammed his fists down on it.

"Where is she?" Tanaka looked up at him, confused.

"Excuse me?"

"Where's Saya, damn it?!" Tanaka shook his head.

"I haven't seen her since earlier this afternoon," he said. "She wasn't feeling well and went to the nurse. She didn't come back, so I figured she went home."

"And you didn't check?!" cried Seto. Tanaka narrowed his eyes.

"I was under the impression that you wanted me to stay away from her…"

Mokuba's eyes darted around the room. Something was off… something that shouldn't be… that's when he saw it- Saya's Wingweaver backpack was hanging on the back of a chair.

"Niisama," he whispered. Seto looked over and saw the bag as well. His eyes narrowed instantly and he snatched Tanaka by the collar, slamming him into the wall.

"What did you do to her?!" Tanaka swallowed- he knew there was no way out of this now. "God Damn it, TELL ME!"

"She's in the closet." Seto's eyes widened.

"Why?!" When he didn't receive an answer, Seto threw Tanaka to the floor and hurried to the closet, Mokuba close behind him. Seto threw the door open. "Saya?!" Mokuba saw her first.

"Oh my god…" She was lying in the back of the closet, not moving. There was blood running down her face and she had bruises up and down her arms. Mokuba had to hold down his lunch. Sorcerer looked through Seto's eyes, seeing the little girl.

Hey, Kaiba, he said. You think that guy's ever seen Blue Eyes before?

I don't know, came the reply. Go find out. Sorcerer was about to do just that… when another voice stopped him.

You'll have to wait until I'm done with him.

Tanaka ran for the door, trying to make his escape… but Koujo appeared in front of him. His eyes widened as they darted back and forth between the young woman in front of him and the little girl in her brother's arms.

"You bastard." Her eyes narrowed- Sorcerer couldn't help but think how much she looked like her father. "What you have done," she said. "Can never be forgiven by anyone. Not even Ra himself. For that, you must pay." Her hand rose, her index finger pointing right between Tanaka's eyes. "Penalty game! Exploitation Illusion!"

Tanaka looked around- he was no longer at the school. Where was he? Why did everything look so… big? He looked at himself in horror- he was only seven-years-old.

"HIROTO!" Tanaka froze in his tracks. No- it couldn't be. Seconds later, his father turned the corner. "You little bastard!" Tanaka shielded his face with his arms.

"NO!"

"Tanaka," Koujo said as she watched him, the grown man lying on the floor, whimpering like a child. "What you see is merely a bad dream, one that you may wake up from in time… but I doubt it. Hopefully you'll think twice before hurting anyone ever again." Her eyes narrowed. "I could have killed you- I should have killed you." She smirked. "But I think an eternity inside your own mind is far better punishment." With that, Koujo vanished, returning to her soul room… where she instantly fell to the floor and started to cry.

Seto gently picked up Saya and cradled her in his arms. She still wasn't moving. She hadn't even made a sound.

"Saya-imouto?" he asked worriedly. "Saya, can you hear me?" After a moment, Saya whimpered painfully, a few tears rolling down her cheeks. Mokuba sighed relieved.

"Thank god… what do we do, Niisama?!" Seto started out the door.

"We have to get her to the hospital. Come on, Mokuba."  The Kaiba brothers ran out to the limo and hopped inside, Seto yelling at the driver to put the pedal to the metal. They sat in the back seat in silence…

"S-Sonkei...?" Seto looked down at the child in his arms- Saya was wide-awake, looking confused.

"What is it, Saya?" he asked, even though he was pretty sure that it was a dumb thing to say. But she just smiled.

"Hi." Seto smiled back.

"Hello yourself… are you all right?" Saya shook her head.

"It hurts, Sonkei…" Seto nodded, trying told hold in all the hate he felt towards Tanaka.

"I know it does." Mokuba reached out and took her hand, squeezing it gently.

"It's okay, Saya-imouto." That's when he noticed Saya's shirt- it was ripped badly and was now barely covering her. How he hadn't noticed it before was beyond him. Seto noticed this too and took a deep breath.

"Saya," he said calmly. "Do you remember what happened?" He watched her nod. "What?" Saya shook her head, fiercely. "It's okay, Saya- you can tell me." She took a deep breath, closing her eyes

"He... he asked me to help get something out of the closet," Saya replied. "I didn't want to, but I was scared… so I went in and… he pushed me down... I tried to get away, but he hit me and…" Tears began to cascade down her cheeks. ""He kissed me... and he ripped my shirt and…" Saya couldn't take it anymore. She buried her head into Seto's coat and cried bitterly. Seto hugged her close, silently cursing Tanaka.

Damn it… he thought. I should've taken the guy out before this happened!

Bullshit, Sorcerer replied. Then you would've ended up in jail. But Saya wouldn't have gotten hurt! His grip tightened on Saya. She's five-years-old... god damn it, she's just a kid! Sorcerer took a deep breath.

Kaiba, even if you had beaten the shit out of the guy… it would've happened all the same. Seto was about to ask how the hell he came to that conclusion, when Saya spoke up.

"I'm sorry…" Mokuba looked over at her, horrified.

"Saya, you didn't do anything!" he cried. "What are you sorry for?" She sniffed a few times and Seto noticed that when she tried to move her arm to wipe her eyes it wouldn't budge.

"He told me not to say anything," she said softly, tears still falling. "If I hadn't..."

"Shh," Seto whispered, gently rocking her. "It's alright..."

The limo arrived at the hospital a few minutes later and Seto wasted no time in getting Saya inside. Mokuba wasted time in following him through the doors and up to the front desk.

"I need a doctor," Seto said sternly. The receptionist looked up, her eyes widening upon seeing Saya.

"Oh my god…" She picked up the telephone, pressed a few buttons and spoke over the loudspeaker. "Paging Dr. Kashu! We have an emergency in the lobby!"

"Tell him to hurry!" Mokuba yelled. "She's hurt bad!"

"I can see that!" she replied. Seto didn't say a thing. He just concentrated on Saya, who was clutching his coat, whimpering.

"Stay with us, Saya-imouto," he thought. "Please, stay with us."

The doctor came a few minutes later, whisking Saya away on a gurney. It was hard to do, however- Saya wouldn't let go of Seto's coat. Seto finally took it off and covered her with it. That had been an hour ago and they'd heard nothing since. Seto was pacing back and forth in the waiting room. Mokuba had gone home shortly after they'd taken Saya. Seto was alone…

"Kaiba?" Well, almost alone.

"Mazaki." Anzu came over, stopping in front of him.

"I called the manor," she said. "Mokuba told me what happened. Is Saya all right?" Seto shook his head.

"I don't know," he said. "I haven't heard…" He felt Anzu place a hand on his shoulder. Normally, he shrug it off, but today… he didn't feel like it. Honestly… it felt good.

"She'll be all right, Kaiba," Anzu said, soothingly. "She's stronger than she looks…" Seto looked up at Anzu.

"Thank you Mazaki."

"Mr. Kaiba!" Seto turned around to see Saya's doctor heading towards him. "We just finished casting Saya's arm- she's pretty thrilled about the blue cast." Seto smiled.

"What about…" He took a deep breath. "The rape kit. What were the results?"

"We did use the rape kit, sir- it came back negative." Seto's eyes widened.

"Negative?" The doctor nodded.

"She wasn't raped."

"Can we see her?" asked Anzu. Another nod.

"Go right a head."

Anzu and Seto thanked the doctor and went down the hall to Saya's room. They found her sitting on the bed, wearing Seto's coat and drawing on some paper with crayons.

"Saya?" She instantly looked up and smiled.

"Hi Sonkei! Hi Anzu!" She held up her arm. "Look!" she said, happily. "I got a blue thing on my arm!" Seto smiled and sat down next to her.

"It's called a cast, Saya-imouto." Saya nodded happily.

"Yup!" She paused. "Sonkei? I… I remember what else happened." Seto raised his eyebrows.

"Do you want to tell me?" Saya nodded. "Go ahead."

"After he ripped my shirt," she said. "I heard Mokuba calling for me. I tried to call back, but he hit me… and he said if I made a sound, he'd hurt Moku!" Seto's eyes narrowed. "So, I kept quiet. He told Moku I'd gone home and then he came back in… and he just kept hitting me…" She smiled. "But I knew you'd come, Sonkei. I knew you would!" Anzu smiled as Seto hugged Saya tight.

"Of course I would," he whispered. "Of course I would."