Official Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. Making no money whatsoever so please put the lawyers away. This fic contains some elements (read: plot elements and etc. Though things are switched in the fic. Also there is a dog in the movie, but the dog I added was because I had just gotten my puppy Max when I got the idea to write this fic.) from a wonderful movie called "Return to Me" which is copyrighted to MGM studios. If I remember correctly : )

Priestess Kaiba: Hey everyone! Look who decided to finally update. Hee! Yup me. I've been on a happy streak lately and the muses have finally gotten my attention, so I've been writing again. Aren't ya glad? Now I can torment you with my stories. Hee! Many thanks to you that reviewed: Azurite, Nightfall2525, Hoping Eyes, KeikoGurl, Theallmightycoolster, Mamono, Ana, Mezu, Anime-AngelWings, PyroKittyKat, Lauren Lack. Many thanks! Merci beaucoup! :)

Chapter 2- Troubled Childhood, Part 2

The Past Continues…

"I want to see Seto!" Mokuba cried softly as Gozaburo paced back and forth in front of him in the waiting room of the emergency room. Gozaburo made no move to comfort or acknowledge the small boy instead he just kept pacing back and forth, apparently lost in his own world.

Abruptly he stopped and without looking at Mokuba he spoke to him, "Mokuba, I am going to go and check on Seto. Stay here." Without waiting for a reply Gozaburo headed out of the waiting room.

Mokuba stayed seated in the light gray chair, tears cascading down his face silently. He wanted to see his brother, but he would stay put because he didn't want to disobey his foster father.

Suddenly a tissue sprang up close to his face. His dark blue eyes glanced up to see a boy slightly taller then him. The boy looked older then him, maybe around his brother's age. The thing that made the boy unique however was the fact that he had the weirdest hairstyle. His hair was black and spiked up, but it had violet edges and golden yellow bangs framed his face. The boy's amethyst eyes gazed compassionately at Mokuba. "Here, take it." He offered gently, inching the tissue closer to Mokuba.

"Thanks." Mokuba said taking the tissue.

"What's wrong?" The boy asked. "If you don't mind me asking." He added quickly. He didn't want to look like he enjoyed prying into other peoples business.

"I want to see my big brother." Mokuba told him. "He wouldn't wake up." He added anxiously, more tears streamed down his face.

The boy placed a comforting hand on Mokuba's shoulder. "I'm sure they'll let you see him soon." He told him reassuringly. "They just have to take care of him first. Make sure he's okay. I'm sure you'll see him soon."

Mokuba wiped at his eyes with the tissue. "Thanks." He told him gratefully. He was glad he had someone to comfort him.

"Oh I have to go." The boy said rising from the chair.

"Why?" Mokuba asked him.

"Oh, because I see my friend." He told him.

"Is she okay?" Mokuba asked him.

"Yeah, she'll be fine." He told him. "She twisted her ankle while she was trying to do this really complicated dance step." The boy told him with a grin on his face.

"Oh I see." Mokuba replied. "I hope she gets well soon."

"She'll be up and doing complicated dance steps soon enough." The boy told him. "I hope everything works out for you and your brother too." The boy added sincerely. "I'll see you around." The boy turned to walk away.

"Wait! What's your name?" Mokuba asked him.

"Oh sorry." The boy turned back around. "My name is Yugi Motou."

"I'm Mokuba." He told him.

"Nice to meet you Mokuba." Yugi said shaking his hand.

"You too." Mokuba told him.

"Stay positive Mokuba and you'll see how everything will work out for your brother." Yugi reassured him.

Mokuba nodded his head. "I'll try." He told him.

"Bye Mokuba." He told him as he walked away.

"Bye." Mokuba told him, watching him walk over to a girl in a wheelchair. He couldn't really see much of her as Yugi blocked her from view when he hugged her.

"Mokuba! Mokuba!" Mokuba turned away from Yugi and his friend to see his step-father standing in front of him. Mokuba didn't say a word to his foster father; he just looked at Gozaburo anxiously. What was he going to tell him about Seto?

"Seto wants to see you." Gozaburo told him briskly.

Mokuba rose from the chair and walked behind Gozaburo as he led him to Seto's hospital room. Gozaburo stopped by the door but he didn't go inside. Mokuba glanced up at him. "He only wants to see you." Gozaburo told him.

Mokuba walked nervously into the room. He was scared to see what state his brother was in. The smell of antiseptic cleaners and medicine wafted through his small nostrils. Then there were the sounds. The room was filled with a steady beeping sound, while another machine made a swooshing sound and he had no idea what the noises meant. He reached Seto's bed and as soon as Seto's sapphire eyes saw him, Seto's lips spread into a thin smile on his pale face.

"Mokuba." Seto called out for him softly, but affectionately. He reached out for his brother's hand and Mokuba immediately placed his hand in his.

"Seto, are you okay?" Mokuba asked him worried.

"Seeing you here makes me feel a whole lot better." Seto told him, squeezing Mokuba's hand. A smile spread on Mokuba's lips at his brother's words. "Though I'm so tired." Seto added softly.

"Go to sleep big brother." Mokuba told him gently. "I'm not going anywhere."

The thin lipped smile reappeared on Seto's face. "Thanks Mokuba." He told him gratefully as his sapphire eyes slowly closed.

Mokuba leaned in and kissed Seto on his forehead. Making sure to keep his hand connected with his brother's, he sat down by his bedside. He wanted to give his brother comfort and was sure that if their hands stayed adjoined, Seto would rest easily. He sat there and watched his brother sleep. Occasionally his ears caught the sound of his brother's slightly wheezing breathes until they too mixed in with the other sounds of the room and where no longer distinguishable.

Meanwhile outside in the hall Gozaburo Kaiba was talking to the doctor that had attended to Seto.

"What's wrong with him, Dr. Nakano?" Gozaburo asked as he looked through the glass window into the room where Mokuba sat with Seto.

Dr. Nakano, a man in his early 30s with brown hair and brown eyes had a grave look on his face. A face where you knew that it wasn't good news you were about to hear. "Mr. Kaiba, does your family have a history of heart problems?" Dr. Nakano asked him seriously.

Gozaburo turned from the window and faced the doctor. "No, why?" He asked him.

"It appears that Seto was born with a defective heart. A heart that has now grown weak, very weak." Dr. Nakano told him.

"I adopted him and his brother. No one ever mentioned a heart condition to me." Gozaburo told him.

Dr. Nakano nodded in understanding. "I see Mr. Kaiba." He told him. "It's not uncommon for this sort of thing to happen. Sometimes the defect is so miniscule that it doesn't appear in tests or it gets missed. It is usually more prominent in early adolescence."

"So Seto was born with a defective heart? A weak heart?" Gozaburo asked him. Dr. Nakano nodded. "What exactly does that mean?" Gozaburo asked him, his voice slightly demanding.

"It means that the virus that invaded Seto's body has spread to his heart and has damaged it more severely." Dr. Nakano told him.

"Meaning?" Gozaburo prompted.

"Meaning that Seto's heart has never functioned at a hundred percent." Dr. Nakano told him. "So if before this his heart was at an eighty percent work function, it has now decreased because of this illness another five to ten percent." Dr. Nakano took a deep breath. "What I'm trying to tell you is that every year that goes by the functioning of Seto's heart will decrease. It will get to the point where it won't be able to function anymore and then it will simply stop, fail." Dr. Nakano told him.

"Is there anything that can prevent that?" Gozaburo asked him.

"Well, we're giving Seto antibiotics to fight off the virus and if he responds well to the treatment he will regain back most of his health. I can then give you medicines to help his heart. This will give him more time, but I'm afraid that without a heart transplant he won't last more then six, seven years." Dr. Nakano told him.

"Well then let's find him a heart." Gozaburo said logically.

"I'm afraid it's not that easy. Donor organs are very hard to obtain." Dr. Nakano told him. "Not to mention, you have to make sure they are compatible, so that the recipient's body doesn't reject the donor organ and even then there is a great risk that the organ will be rejected."

Gozaburo turned away from the doctor. He saw Seto lying in his bed and Mokuba sleeping in the chair by Seto's bedside, his hand still holding Seto's. "This can't be happening." He said in disbelief. His eyes slightly anguished as he looked at the brothers. He had lost a son before and now it was happening again.

Dr. Nakano looked at him sadly. He was about to say something when a nurse walked up to him and whispered something to him. "Please, excuse me." Dr. Nakano told him. "I'm sorry." He added before he walked away.

Priestess Kaiba: Well chapter 2 is complete. I hope you guys enjoyed. Next chapter will be in the present, I think. (Laughs mischievously) I shouldn't drop any hints. Well later everyone. : )