Chapter 3

Seto

'Well... here I go...' Seto thought to himself. He was actually kind of nervous about the whole idea about going into combat, but there was no turning back now. He started to think whatever gave him the idea that he should've gone. He could be back at home, safe from harm. Back at home with Mokuba. He sighed as he walked into the military base, where everything would begin.

He looked straight forward, his backpack on his shoulder. He was mainly trying to ignore every person that would stare at him. But he couldn't blame them, it wasn't every day some famous CEO shows up at a military base, wearing combat clothes as if reay to go into war along side them all. But one kid didn't even notice he was there. Therefore both their shoulders colliding.

Seto caught himself with his right foot and turned around. "Hey scum, what the hell do YOU think your doing?" he turned around. The teenager he had run into was cracking his knuckles, glaring him straight in the eyes. Seto was surprised he got so angry from that, but he ignored it and became focused. "I was walking, ever heard of it?"

"Felt more like shoving" he took a step closer. He noticed 2 goons with him, glaring at him as well. Seto stood his ground. "And what if it was?"

"Then we'll just have to you a lesson, isn't that right boys?" he snickered, pulling up his sleeve. His goons gritted their teeth, in a grinning way that there were satisfied with beating up someone for no real reason. The teen launched his fist right at Seto's face. A hand flew in and caught it before it did any damage.

They both turned to the side. A tall boy, fuzzy brown hair, and an incredible smirk on his face told them both that he knew he was better. "No fighting allowed Molloy, I hope you were paying SOME attention to Commander Narwin" the boy held an old country tongue. The teen growled, "I'd shut your tramp Staton, it is none of your business."

"It is now" he threw off his fist. "Move it before I call the commander on you guys" he ordered. Shooting one last glare at both Seto and the other teen, they stomped away. Now he laughed and turned to Seto. He held out his hand, "Hey, you ok?"

"Yes, and I didn't need your help. I could handle it" Ignoring the remark, he spoke again, "I'm Josh. Josh Stanton. Nick is always trying to boss everyone around. He thinks that just cause his dad was a famous general he can push everyone around. Never does work though when it comes to me."

Seto eyed the boy. He seemed to be much more open now, he kind of reminded Seto fo Yugi. Of how he was always a spunky happy kid, but then when it came to a fight or duel, he became, somehow, serious. He said at one point that he had switched off to another person or something, but Seto never believed any of it. "I'm Seto. Seto Kaiba." Everyone turned to Seto to stare.

Josh took a step forward to stare, "Well I be damned, it's the infamous Seto Kaiba, formal champion of duel monsters. CEO and head of Kaiba Corperation." Seto glared at him. That one statement really ticked him off. 'FORMAL champion' In fact, he hated the word 'formal.' He glared, "Yes, and now I don't have any more time to waste with the likes of you" Seto said, walking past him like he never entered his life.

But that didn't stop Josh, he ran up from behind, "Oh, I'm sorry, it was just amazing someone like you would be here? Why are you here anyway?"

"None of your buisness."

"Aw, com' on! We're gonna be fighting for the same thing, and risking our lives for the same country, might as well spit out the secrets before we die."

"NO!" Josh stopped mid in his tracks. Seto had stopped as well, heck, even the whole military army stopped what they were doing to stare at Seto he had yelled so. "I won't die, I'll come home alive. Now leave me be." Seto growled, starting back on his way to his door room.

Josh only smirked at the statement as he chased after him once again. "Yeah, yeah, that's what all the newcomers say when they first get here. And then they see all the blood, and gush, then they never wanna come back. One time I almost lost me leg and"

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" Seto stopped and asked, he glared. He didn't get this kid. "Nope" Josh smirked. Ok, it was one thing to be annoying, but to be as keen as Mokuba would, that really ticked Seto. "Go away" Seto said, starting to walk. Josh started off once again, following him.

"Leave me alone"

"What is up with you big shot CEOs? Are you always this isloated?"

"Maybe, now stop following me."

"How can ya be that way to everyone? Guess everyone's different, eh? So, you got some family back at home worried sick bout ya?" Seto stopped once again, now he turned back to him and lifted one eyebrow, "And you would really know about family being worried?"

"Course, I got my mum(ok, now I don't know what accent he has now), and my dad, and my little raskal brother. They all back in the land of the free."

"America?"

"That's the one." Now Seto smriked. "Well, I guess I do have some people back home who miss me." Now this only made Josh's smile bigger, "Ah, your starting to open up now. Ok, do tell, come on, don't be shy." Seto only rolled his eyes. "Well, most of them really aren't my family, I'm one of the last."

Now Josh frowned, "Oh... I'm very sorry."

"No need for apologies, I've gotten over it. But my little brother back at home is really depending on me to get back alive and"

"Uw! Little brother, eh? Now we have something to talk about! What's his name?"

"Mokuba. He's sort of... the only remaining of my family." Seto looked down thinking about how sad Mokuba was when he left yesterday. "Aw, ain't that the cutest thing? How old is he?"

"11"

"11?! Holy cow! He's still a youngster!"

"I know. And he really needs me to come back alive. He depends on me so much, and he means the world to me. And now just talking about him makes me wanna go back..." Josh placed a hand on Seto's shoulder.

"Don't say, we're all in here for a reason. Let's not think of the matters of life and death right now. Back to the subject of family. My little bro is 17. He's grown up so much since then" Josh stated. Now this was only making him feel worse. What if he died and could never see Mokuba to grow up to that age?

"Well, anyway. I have a couple of friends back home that meant a lot too. Like Makura, and her little sister HiKari, Kita, and, oh, can't forget Niomi, and..." he stopped. He couldn't believe how many people he was stating. Up till he was 16, he knew no one and likes no one. And now he had all these friends... friends that cared.

"Well, sounds like a spoonful. I got one gal on my mind that I hope to go back too." Seto looked up. "Who?"

"My gal, Lucy. She said we'd get married if I ever came back. She'd make sure that her heart was taken forever till I got back safe and sound." Great, now he made him think of Serenity? Who did this guy think he was?

"Well, sounds like a promise." Was the only thing Seto thought of saying before he reached his room. "You gotta be kidding me, you got that room?"

"Unless my accounts are wrong. Yep, they say 116. Why? Has someone taken it?" Seto started looking around to see if anyone was coming by. Josh shook his head. "Here, hand me your key." Seto already thought he was a manic child, might as well give him a key and see what he'll do.

He placed the rusted key into the lock and turned it. There was a click, and Josh turned the knob it opened. Now, what Seto couldn't get was that he was looking inside of the room like it was heaven or something. Seto dropped his backpack to the ground and turned the light switch to on. "You gotta be kidding me, it still works?" Josh began to turn on and off the light. Seto stared at him.

"Ok, now your just trying to make me kick you out? What is wrong with you?"

"You don't know what room this is, do you?"

"My room" Seto shoved Josh away from the light switch and switched it back to on again. "No, the room that survived."

"Ok, now your trying to mess with my head."

"No, you don't understand. A long time ago, when Japan was at the height of glory, a brave army lived among these grounds, and fought with honor and might to defend our country. But one day, they fought a huge war. Outnumbered, and defeated, many soldiers died on these grounds. Except one. He was wounded in his collarbone, but he still built a room, a room in which he said, as long as this tiny temple, what it was back then, stood, no Japanese man would die without honor. He died shortly after from loss of blood here, but every single person that stayed here, even the women and children, have been protected and have come out alive through-out every war. And to this day, every man who has sheltered in here while in combat, has lived through the protection of the sacred warrior."

There was an awkward silence between them. "Your really full of yourself today, aren't you?" Seto said plainly, unzipping his bag. "No! I'm serious! Every soldier has!"

"Yeah... and I'm 4 foot 2... give me a break."

"But..."

"LEAVE!" Seto yelled. Josh shrugged, "Ok, ok, I'm going. Hey, it's the best story you'll hear from me. Nick'll probably tell ya it's haunted or something. Well, anyway, see ya in 2 hours!" Josh called.

"Wait, what's happening in 2 hours?"

"Your first combat practice." Seto rolled his eyes, "Great, see you then." Seto slammed the door shut. He felt like... falling asleep.

So, what did you think? I hope I didn't bore you guys, I'm trying to make this as interesting as possible, I hope you didn't loose interest. Next chapter, I'll probably take us back to where we were with Mokuba, and then go on to combat practice REVIEW!