Calmhorizon: Hi peeps! Sorry it's taken me so long to update, we used all the hours up. Right now (25th September) I am trying to write chapter five, 'Blessed Be' but each idea falls through. I'm going to have a go at writing it tonight. Other ideas include Mokuba's angry letter to God and two deaths. If you have any other ideas they'd be well appreciated. Anyway, on with the story.
Chapter Four
Missing
Mokuba lay in his room weeping. It had been three days since Seto went missing and the police hadn't come up with anything.
"Master Mokuba, Sir!" the maid rapped on the door.
"Come in."
"Sir, I just came to let to let you know they've launched another search party."
"It's no use!" shouted Mokuba wiping his nose on his sweater. "It's been 72 hours, he's dead for sure!"
"You don't know that Mokuba, Sir," the maid replied wrapping her arms around him in a motherly hug. "Mr. Sero is strong, a fighter, he could outsmart any kidnapper anywhere in the world. You just wait, they'll find him." Mokuba started crying even harder and sunk his face into the maid's bosom. "Why does everything have to happen to me? My parents, my foster father, my foster brother, all dead. And Seto's next. I can't run KaibaCorp all by myself."
"You won't have to. Seto will be back. It's only a matter of time."
"But what if he doesn't?" Mokuba started screaming angrily. Tired and frustrated that nobody would listen. "What if he doesn't come back? Seto is the only person I've known my entire life. I can't do anything without him! I'm scared Marie-Ann, I don't want him to die!"
"There, there Mokuba, calm down now, you're tired, you need rest." Mokuba continued to bawl, but Marie-Ann stayed firm. "That's it, let it all out. Let Marie-Ann make it all better. And the two of them stayed together, like Yin and Yang until Mokuba finally settled down to sleep.
The dark suddenly became light as the blindfold was pulled off Seto's face.
"Let me go!" demanded Seto. "Do you know who I am?"
"Oh yes Seto Kaiba, we know who you are and that's why we want you." They didn't look or sound familiar, so he asked "Who are you people?"
"Don't you recognize us, Seto? Is your memory that bad?" Seto's face remained blank. "We were Noa's friends!" one of hem shrieked in Seto's face. "You took what was rightfully his."
"And we want it back." Said the other.
"Never," retaliated Seto. "Gozaburo signed it over to me."
"But you killed him. And we'll do the same to you." Kidnapper A said in a Satanic tone.
"I'm not scared of you."
"Oh you will be," said kidnapper B. "We'll make it so horrible, painful and slow that you'll be praying for difficult, you'll be begging for death."
"You wanna kill me?"
"Oh no, " kidnapper A took over, "we need to kill you."
"You'll never get away with this; the police will find me."
"Not where we are."
"So, where exactly are we?"
"Where are we? B riddled. "Where are we? No-one will ever know where we are. Now, it you'll excuse us, we're leaving." The two guys begin to walk away but Seto had more questions.
"What? That's it? No ransom not, no clues, you're just gonna kill me?"
"Yep," A said. "No-one would pay ransom for you anyway, no-one cares about you."
The two men left and Seto was alone once more. "Mokuba cares." He said to no-one. He looked around the room, it was dark, making it difficult to see. He could just make out the four reinforced steel walls and a big boiler in the corner. But where was his satchel? He couldn't see it. It had his prized laptop in it. What if they were using it to access information to take over the company? What if they went after Mokuba? He couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to his little brother. He had to figure a way to get out of here.
"What do you mean the plane's already left?"
"I'm sorry sir, but you missed it."
"But it says there the plane leaves at 08:30!"
"Yes, that's when the plane departs, but the gate closes at 08:15."
"Well, it's not as if I control the traffic. I didn't tell the bus to be late!"
"I'm sorry sir, there's nothing I can do."
"Look, I need to get back to Japan, my son is in a coma. Ok? He is comatose!"
"I'm sorry sir, I really am."
"I want to speak to your manager, please."
"I'm afraid she's not here at the moment."
"Well, I see her when she gets back."
Mr Bakura walked away from the departures desk. The bus he was on had been late and he hadn't got to the airport on time. Angry, he made his way to a pub and ordered a beer.
Just two hours ago he'd gotten a call from Yuugi saying Ryou was unconscious in hospital. Japan was about 12 hours away from England and he would be travelling right through the night. He took a long sip of beer and wiped his face with his hands. He hadn't slept in two days and now his son was comatose and the plane had gone. Could things get any worse? He thought to himself.
"Mr Bakura?" came a woman's voice. He looked round to see a short, red-haired woman in the company uniform. "Mr Bakura, I'm Lucy Mablethorpe, Supervising Manager of Departures. If you'd like to come this way." She led him back over to the desk. "Now, what seems to be the problem?"
"My son is in hospital in a coma, I need to get to him. But, this fool here said the gate had already closed and I'd missed the plane."
"Ok, where were you travelling to?"
"Tokyo, Japan." The woman punched the keys of a computer keyboard.
"I'm sorry sir, but the next flight to Tokyo is in two days." She revealed, gazing at the screen.
"Two days!" Mr Bakura exclaimed.
"I'm sorry sir, that's the best I can do. Do you want me to book you on that flight? There won't be any extra costs and we'll even put you up in a hotel." Mr Bakura pondered for a minute. He could always transfer to a different airline, or threaten to sue. But he decided that he'd agree and travel two days later. "Ok, that'll be fine."
"Ok sir, I'll just make the necessary changes. How are you travelling?"
"Business class."
"Thank you, sir."
Seto had tired himself out trying to think of a solution. It was late and he was stuck in a dream.
Mokuba was playing happily in the grounds of the Kaiba Mansion. The red hot sun was shining high in the sky. He was sitting on the porch typing important business stuff onto his laptop. His mobile phone rang, a very important call that he couldn't miss, so he went inside to get some privacy. Mokuba continued playing. That is, until the two men came. They grabbed the boy and gagged him; no-one could hear him scream. And the two men took him away. He returned a few minutes later to find Mokuba gone. He started screaming, crying out for his little brother, but he didn't come.
That's when he woke up.
The hotel room was unusually above average, maybe to dissuade Mr Bakura to sue. The bed was excellent 10/10 on the bounceability scale. Although, there wasn't cable, but a phone and access to the Internet. He thought about calling room service and charging it to the airport, but he wasn't that mean.
He decided to get hold of Yuugi Motou; he hadn't got through the first time. He picked up the phone and punched the keys, producing a full phone number.
Came a voice from the other end of the phone. "Please press nine for an outside line."
"Damn!" Mr Bakura cursed. He took a deep breath, pressed 9 and dialled the number again.
"Hello?" came a sleepy voice.
"Yuugi?" Mr Bakura queried.
"No, this is his grandpa, who is this?"
"It's Ryou's father, I'm sorry, did I wake you?"
"No, not at all." Mr Motou lied.
"Is Yuugi there? I was hoping he could tell me how Ryou's doing?"
"Yuugi's asleep and I don't think it's wise to wake him. If you'd kindly call back at a reasonable hour tomorrow. I'm sure he'd speak with you then.
"Ok, thank you Mr Motou." And he hung up, disappointed. He thought he heard Mr Motou say "Idiot" down the phone, he must of thought he'd hung up. He flopped down on the bed I have to tell Yuugi I won't be there in the morning. He concluded right before he fell into a deep sleep.
Tucked up in his bed, Mokuba was also dreaming, dreaming a dream similar to Seto's.
He was playing happily in the grounds of the Kaiba mansion. The red hot sun was shining high in the sky. Seto was sitting on the porch, typing important business stuff onto his laptop. He was thirsty and so decided to go inside and get a drink. Seto continued typing. That is, until the two men came. They grabbed Seto and gagged him; no-one could hear him scream, and they took him away. He returned a few minutes later to find Seto gone. He started screaming, crying out for is big brother but he didn't come.
And that's when he woke up.
Calmhorizon: If you are reading this now you have just finished reading the latest chapter of 'Don't go'. Welcome! Please make yourself home. Oh, and while you're making yourself at home don't forget to review.
Mokuba: Thank you for reading a hope you enjoyed it. I miss my brother.
Calmhorizon: I know Mokuba, I know.
Mokuba: I miss him so much.