Chapter 4

Mokuba

HiKari and Makura were sitting in the waiting room at Domino Hospital. The most horrifying of things happened there, and all they had to distract you from crying relatives and broken hearted people were pointless magazines. But, since it was the only thing to keep her off the fact she was in a hospital, Makura was reading Times magazine.

HiKari sat there, blankly looking at the floor as she began braiding her hair into muiltipul different braids across her head. She did it when she was nervous, Makura knew cause she did it before every major test that she hadn't studied for. The teachers had gotten the idea when they saw her braiding her hair every day. "Hey Kura"

"Hm?" Kura asked, not looking up from the book, who would want to anyway? "I think this is our fault... at least mine." Kura looked up from the book and put her arm around Kari. "Kari, don't say things like that. It's not your fault, this is just cause Seto left."

"Yeah, but... when he was leaving... I wanted to call out to him... tell him to stop... I couldn't bring myself to doing it, but maybe if I did, he would still be here." Kura shook her head, "If his little brother couldn't bring him out of it, neither could you or I. There's nothing that could change his mind about leaving. Actually... there's nothing that could change his mind on most of anything."

Kari laughed and wiped a stray tear, "I guess so... but what if"

"Look Kari, your taking the situation far too... seriously. Well, it is seriously, but I meant that your... um... oh yes! Putting too much burdon onto your shoulders." Kari raised one eyebrow, "You have been paying attention in English haven't you?"

"Well, your not in that class, so I don't have to pass notes to you." Kari chuckled as a doctor walked in. He looked at his clip board. "HiKari and Makura Bruder?" Kri and Kura looked up. "That's us." HiKari gulped. "Right here, sir" Kura said, holding Kari's hand and leading her over to him. "Is Mokuba ok?!" Kari blurted out.

"Well, he hasn't made a full recovery, but he demands to leave the hospital in his condition. Now, if we let him leave, there's a 50 chance he'll come back here worse than ever. But since he is making such a hassle, he can stay here, make a full recovery, but we'll have to strap him down the days he stays until he can control himself."

Kari and Kura looked at each other. "There must be a mistake, Mokuba has never been of any trouble to anyone" Makura stated. Kari nodded. "Well, than this might to you as a shock, follow me." The 2 sisters nodded and followed the doctor to the room. He opened the door. They saw Mokuba being held down by 2 assistants, his legs failing in the air and his head moving about. His air mask was fogged from his yelling.

"Oh my gosh..." Kari said, staring at him. Mokuba didn't even notice they were there, staring at him. "Yes, he's been at it for an hour now, and he's still at it. With your permission he could be strapped to the bed, and make a full recovery in about a week. Unless you want us to call the boy's brother and see what he thinks."

Kari looked up to Kura, "What do we do?" Kura looked around on the ground, like trying to find the answer. "I don't know... we can't bother Seto right now, he's too busy... and if we keep Mokuba here, he'll never forgive us... but if he does come back worse, Seto will never forgive us..."

"We can't leave Mokuba here, look at him!" HiKari said, pointing to him. "Ok, he's coming with us." Kura said.

Seto

The bell rang 4 times, and Seto guess that actually meant something. So he decided to leave the safety of his room to go to his first practice in combat after 7 years. The other teens were walking in a army uniform, but he wasn't ntociing that fact. He was noticing the fact that none of them were full grown men. What kind of army sends a bunch of kids into combat?

"Hey! Glade to see you decided to come, do you believe my story now?" Josh asked as Seto walked into the straight line next to him. "Please, save the fantasy stories for later. Seto Kaiba never believes those stories."

"Well, I guess I should apologize MR. Seto Kaiba." Seto glared at him. "Don't push your luck." Seto glared. Josh grinned. "Ten hut!" The soldiers stood up straight. "MAGGOTS! This will be our last day of practice, and maybe the last time you'll see everyone again."

"Last day?" Seto whsipered to Josh. "Yes... while you were busy with your company, we were training all summer. You came a bit late."

"A bit?!" Josh hit Seto in the stomach with his elbow. "Shush! He's making a speech." Seto just rolled his eyes. "Maggots, no longer will you consider yourself children or boys. Tomorrow, you will run into battle, and as you fight and die for your country, you will fall a man."

There was silence as the general moved his soldiers with his words. "Maggots, take a good look at all the guys around ya." Seto observed everyone doing so. Seto then turned and saw Nick, grinning. He put his finger to his throat and slide it across, meaning in sign language, that he was dead for sure. Seto just glared.

"Well, Make sure you get a good look at all of them, because tomorrow, some of you will die. You will leave all the people and loved ones you knew behind. May this last combat practice serve you well, and fight with uncontrolable honor." There was a deep silence, letting the words of the general sink in. "Well, let's go to combat grounds. Ten hut! Forward march!"

The soldiers nodded and followed the general's orders and began walking forward to combat grounds. Seto had this sudden feeling. This feeling of being totally sick to his stomach. Josh looked at him. "You ok?" Josh whispered. "I'm fine" Seto growled. Josh stared at him. "You sure?"

"More than I'll ever be" Seto said, still in a darkened voice. Josh frowned. He got the idea Seto didn't like him. (Wow, he's quick) They still marched, now getting closer to the enterance of the combat grounds. Still, some of the words the general spoke shot threw him like bullets. 'You will leave your loved ones you knew behind.' He only felt worse now.

They same to the enterance of the combat zone, 2 privite soldiers handing each of them a different kind of gun. Seto almost fell forward when they dropped a machine gun in his hand. He hadn't held a gun in so long, it felt new to him. Josh walked over to him with a rifle in his hands. "Hey, we better get your aiming straight before we do anything." Seto just nodded and followed Josh.

They came to a huge steel building.Seto was quite amazed at how well is was put together. But his amazment came to a hault when Josh opened the steel door. The sound of bullets being fire was heard. Josh opened the door wider and Seto got a better look inside. About 20 soldiers were practicing their aiming, one of them being Nick and his 2 goons.

"Just try and ignore them" Josh adviced. Seto rolled his eyes and followed Josh in. Josh put on googles and handled Seto some. Sto stared at them in confusion. "It's so nothing will fly into your eyes if something pops out of place. "Oh joy..." Seto muttered as he placed on the googles.

Nick let down his pistol with a grin as Seto and Josh walked over to the target zone. "Well, well, well, if it isn't bozoo and new guy. The kiddy pool is right around the corner for your information."

"Nick, leave us alone."

"Oh come on, Josh, at least show the new guy a REAL shooter." Nick took up his gun and barely took any time to aim. He just shot his bullet. It was on the white line, close to the center. Nick blow the top of his gun and grinned at Seto. Seto glared and took up his gun. "Wait, don't you"

Without another word, Seto fired his gun. They stared into the smoke to see where it hit. Right in the middle. Nick turned and glared at Seto. Now Seto was the one grinning. "It'll take more than a lucky shot to be the best" Nick growled. Seto smiled and took back up his gun. As he began to shoot, Nick nudged right into him, his bullets going off the target to the roof.

Seto fell to the ground and stopped firing. Everyone looked up at the roof. You could see tiny holes had shot through. The rest of the soldiers glared. One of the commanders stomped over to Seto. "What is the meaning of this."

"Nick pushed me while I was shooting."

"Is this true Nick?" The commander asked. Nick shook his head, "Not at all sir." He turned back to Seto, then to Josh. "I want him out of here."

"But"

"NOW!" the commander yelled. Josh nodded and gave Seto a hand up. "We better high tail it outta here" Josh whispered as he led him out of the steel building. "What do I have to do now?"

"How bout the obsticle course?"

"Joy." Josh grinned, "Aw, you'll be great at this." Josh placed down his gun and began jumping through the tired with his legs. Seto followed, not as fast, but just as well. Josh jumped to the wall and began to climb up on the rope. Seto just walked over to it and began climbing slowly.

Josh got to the top and jumped right over. Seto got to the top, managed to haul himself onto his feet and jump to the ground, cause him to loose his balance and fall to the ground. When he looked up, Josh was already crawling under the barbed wire. Seto rolled his eyes and got down on his knees.

After finished, Seto got up and cut a deep cut into his back. Seto merely winced and ran after Josh who was already swinging across the mud puddle. Seto grabbed onto the rope and swung across almost as fast as Josh, but swirling as he did. He barely made it onto the piece of wood.

Josh climbed the last few pieces of wood on the course, and then grabbed the rope and swung down. Seto, trying to be as good and as fast as Josh, rushed threw the pieces of wood, and tripped, barely grabbing the rope and falling to the ground. When he opened his eyes, Josh stood above him.

"Good work Kaiba, but if you took more time on the course, and less time trying to be as fast as me, you'll do better." Josh offered him a hand. This time Seto hit it away, "I don't know what your talking about."

"It's ok, I don't care. Just know this, I have been doing this every day of the whole training summer, you haven't done this in 7 years, give yourself some credit." Seto just glared, and walked to pick up his machine gun and call it a day. He was too tired to notice, that might be his last day of life.

Hey! Me again! I just wanted to say a big thanks to all my reviewers, and I wanted TK to know that, yes, I might be saying the wrong terms, or writing the wrong obsticules, but seriously TK, I have a mom who does that every day. I don't need my friend doing that too. LOVE YA KURA!

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