Seth's POV
I watched as my hikari stirred in his sheets.
I had personally been the one to put him in his bed.
When he passed out, I nearly had a heart attack. I didn't know what to think. He's okay, or whatever your definition for 'okay', may be. He has a fever though, I think he's sick. Poor little hikari. He needs something to make him feel better.
If only there was something I could do.
At that moment I began to dig through his memories. Something that had the topic of: sick and feel better. (kinda reminds me of a search engine)
I found something thing that may be useful.
In an instant I hopped off of the corner of the bed and ran into one of the kitchens to prepare a little surprise for my sick hikari.
Seto's POV
I awoke from a few taps on my right shoulder. Now who in the universe would wake up a sleeping guy at four in the morning when I didn't know anyone in the house (very big house) but the maids.
And the maids never bother me when I'm asleep, they know better. Although, it might be Mokuba.
I groaned and opened my peepers to be greeted by a blaring bright light in my eyes. I hissed in pain as a head ache over took me and I quickly shut my eyes. Okay so obviously it wasn't four in the morning. More like four in the evening.
I felt the tapping on my shoulder again. "Let me sleep Mokuba," I mumbled and rolled over on my side, back facing the window that had the sun rays blaring through it.
My throat hurt, my head hurt, I was cold, my body ached, I was tired, and I think I feel a sneeze comeing on. Yeah, I felt bad and I don't need my little brother dangleing off of me at the moment.
I felt a finger lightly pokeing me in the back, "Wake up sleepy head," a voice commanded that most defentally (sp?) didn't belong to Mokuba.
I shot up quickly from my former position and instantly regreted it, because a wave a dizziness followed by nasea came over me.
I rolled off of the bed and hit the floor with a 'thud!'.
Nasea and dizziness was still knocking at full force at me, so despite the fact that the room was spinning and kinda wavy, I managed to make it to my personal bathroom and bowed down to the 'Porcelin God of Unwanted Waste'. And there I nearly emptied my insides mercilessly and savagely.
All in all, I think I stayed in there for nearly five minutes, continuously emptying my organs until it finally slowed down to a stop.
Boy I sure do feel better. Thank you Porcelin God for always being there for me, your a great toilet, in fact, if I ever move, you are comeing with me. That way just incase something like this ever happens to me again, I know you'll always be there for me, and my body fluids.
I sat down on the tile floor as I closed the lid to the toilet and let my head rest on it. I think I'll just go to sleep right here. I'm to tired to move.
A thought crossed me.
Wasn't there a person in my room that wasn't supposed to be there?
I slowly lifted my acheing head to see a figure walking towards me. He looked familiar, I think I've seen him in a mirror once before, but now that I think about it, there was a guy that kinda looked like me but wasn't me.
A light clicked on in my head.
That guy! Set! No, Seth! The Egyptian guy, that kept following me around and being nosy was here!
Seth walked into the bathroom and pressed the button the flushes the toilet.
I just stared at him with a lazy look. I didn't really care about him right now, just so long as he left me alone.
He placed his hand on my forehead and kept it there for a while before he removed it.
"How are you feeling?" he asked me with a worried look.
Honestly? I felt like shit. Even if someone buried you in ten feet of cow paddies, you wouldn't feel as close to shit as I felt.
Of course I didn't tell him this though. I, unlike most people, was a liar at birth. So more than half the things I said were a lie. In fact, my whole life was just one huge lie.
So how did I answer Seth's question? I lied of course. "I'm fine," I said with weak voice. My throat hurt to bad to talk normally.
He looked at me in the eyes. Was he giveing me a glare or does he just have bad eyes? Either way it sent chills up my spine and I looked away and placed my head on the Porcelin God.
"Your a liar," Seth stated and picked me up off the floor.
My right eye twitched, not because he was able to see through my lie, but because I really wasn't used to being touched be anyone but Mokuba.
I didn't fight him though. I was too tired. I feel so helpless though, I can hardly stand it. Maybe I should bite that smirk on his face, it's starting to get on my nerves. I'm too tired though, I wanna go back to sleepy land.
I yawned and felt him place me back on my bed. How did we get here so fast? I don't even remember him walking over here. Huh, must be the fever.
He placed a comforter over me and I snuggled beneath it. It was starting to get really cold in the room.
I tucked my head beneath the blanket and noticed something. I was in my silk pj's! Okay, that isn't natural! Sleep wear doesn't just hop on you by it's self. There can only be one answer to this outrage.
"Go to hell!" I hissed at Seth as I shot out of the blanket.
He gave me a look of false innocence, "What did I do?" he asked me as a sly grin spread across his features.
We made eye contact and I glared at him with all my might. He glared back. I was the first to break from the contest, because of a pounding head ache that was washing over me. I slowly lied back down on the bed and began to pinch the bridge of my nose to ease the pain.
"Here, this might help," Seth said and held out a spoon filled with purple liquid. I sat up and propped myself against the bed frame and took the spoon.
I gave it a light sniff. I do this out of habit, I do it with all the food and drinks that I get, to make sure that there isn't any poison in it, because sometimes the poison will make an odor. Last time someone tried to poison me was last week, and you never know when it might happen again.
Actually, the purple liquid was just medicine, you could tell because of that same strong odor it gave off. I took it reluctantly (liquid medicine is so nasty) and took the glass of apple juice that Seth offered and quickly drank some of the juice to chase after the syrum.
If your asking me why I didn't sniff the juice, that's because the syrum tasted so bad that I would rather risk my life drinking poison then keep that taste in my mouth any longer. Besides, this Seth didn't seem like such a bad guy, in fact he reminded me of alot like me. He looked nearly exactly like me, he was good at glaring, he was tall for his age, and he seemed intellegent. And those are some of the factors that make up me.
"Are you hungry?" Seth asked me and held out a bowl that had a bent spoon in it.
I looked at the spoon curiously. It was a silver spoon that had been bent inward to where the spoon looked more like a laddle or a dipper. You could tell that this guy was strong in order to bend silver.
"Um," I started, "What happened to the spoon?" I asked as I continued to stare.
Seth sighed and placed the bowl on the bedside table, "Well, you see..," Seth started a very interesting tale.
flashback.
"Now I need to find something that will make my hikari feel better," Seth said out loud and looked around the kitchen that was uncomfortably big. He had looked through his hikari's memories and found a memory where Seto was little and had caught a cold, and his mom had given him chicken noodle soup, saying that it would make him feel better.
Yes, of course, it was quite obvious that Seth had to make a potion called chicken noodle soup in order to make his hikari better. Yes, Seto would eat the soup and then Seto would be all better and be ready to move on with life within the hour. Seth had no idea though that soup was only food that can make your throat feel better and such.
Seth searched around the kitchen, pulling out all the food from the refridgerator, searching for the legendary potion. After finding no potion in the fridge that let off strange, cold bursts of air Seth checked the freezer next to it. Seth began to pull out everything from the freezer. Halfway through the freezer, Seth found a strange container that was labeled 'Ice Cream'. A thought crossed Seth's mind, "How can people eat creamy ice?" Seth wondered, but pushed the thought out of his head and continued to search for the potion.
He never did find the 'Chicken Noodle Soup', but he found a substitute that was nearly the same. It was called, 'Cambell's Chicken Noodle Soup', hopefully it would still work.
It came in the adverage sized can, but Seth, decideing that this couldn't possibly be enough, pulled out six more cans. And for those who can't do math, should know that he had a total of seven cans of soup.
Seth looked around the room, searching for a cauldron to heat up the soup, but the closest thing that he could find was a vase that had a long thin neck and it bulged at the bottom. Oh well, if it didn't work, he'd force it to.
Now, the next thing that he needed to do was find some place to light a fire. It didn't take long for Seth to realize where the perfect place was, he immediatly decided that the kitchen sink was the perfect thing to use.
Since Seth couldn't figure out how to get outside (the mansion was big and he got lost in it to easily) he figured that there was enought wood to collect on the inside of the building and quickly snapped off nearly all the legs to four wooden coffee tables and used them as fire wood.
Seth found a bowl and a spoon that to him, resembled a goard.
Seth lit the fire by pouring cooking oil on the wood and lit a match to light it up (took him half an hour in order to figure out how to light the match though). It worked very well, and soon a fire had started in the kitchen sink. But as we all know, fire, makes smoke, and smoke makes fire detectors go off.
Soon the kitchen was being sprayed with water coming from the ceiling. Seth realized that the water was making the fire go out, so he quickly made a force field surrounding the kitchen. This force field made the indoor rain trickle down it's sides and away from the ongoing fire.
Seth, who couldn't find anything to keep the vase over the fire, made it hover with his shadow magic. This worked very well.
Seth then poured all seven cans of soup into the vase, and if you want to know how he opened the cans, he just found a nearby knife and sliced it open.
Soon the soup in the vase warmed up and Seth now had a dilema. The neck of the vase was too thin in order for him to dip the bowl into and collect the soup, and the vase was to hot in order for him to touch. So Seth simply bent the spoon inward and dipped it into the vase and slowly, but surely began to fill the bowl with the potion.
And viola! A nice hot bowl of Cambell's Chicken Noodle Soup made by master chef extraordanare, Seth! Now Seto would be better in no time!
end flashback.
I listened to the strange and bizzare story Seth had told him. I could feel my head pounding harder. The maids are not going to be happy when they see the kitchen. After I heard the story, I don't want to know how he found the medicine or the apple juice.
Seeing as the soup was safe to eat and Seth wouldn't shut up till I ate it, I reluctantly ate it with the medicine spoon that hadn't been bent.
I said thanks (wow. that is scary) and lied down to take a nap, when I wake up, I'm going to have a long talk with Yami and ask him what to do with this guy. It is obvious that this is Yami's fault. Everything is Yami's fault.
TBC!
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