Catching the Ocean

Chapter Two

By: Kerigan

Disclaimer: I do not own YGO

The leather seats in the limo were comfortably cushioned, with the heater on to a wonderful warmness. Even if the snow was falling just outside the car, Tea had never felt so cozy before. Specially since she had Mokuba for company. He was so happy to see her. The entire ride to the hospital was filled with laughter, jokes and Seto gossip. Kaiba must have zoned them out, because he made no comments on anything. His icy gazed starred out the window into the frozen city. A plate of tinted glass hid the driver from her eyes, so she really didn't know what a hired driver looked like. Her imagination made an old man with a cute shaggy mustache and a black hat. A giggle escaped her throat.

"We're here!" Mokuba yelled. "Tea, how's your wrist?"

Her gaze shifted towards the window to the hospital's bright ER doors. Her wrist hurt a whole lot, but she didn't want the teenager to worry. So she smiled; played it cool. "It feels a bit better." The driver opened the door.

Both brother's exited out the same way, just on opposite ends. Mokuba helped Tea out and when she looked up, she saw Seto standing there, watching her. His mesmerizing stare captured her own gaze. He didn't look the least bit friendly. "Oh man, we better hurry Seto, her wrist is getting worst!" Instantly the younger boy rushed her into the ER.

The smell of antibiotics filled the air, as well as quiet beeps of electric gadgets that doctors kept in the hospital. "Doctor! You have to look at my friend's wrist!" he said to the nearest nurse. Tea was going to correct him, but decided not to. The male nurse looked like he was ready to shrug the boy off, but then he saw the older brother. His eyes actually went a bit wide. All attention turned to the CEO. "Hello?" Mokuba sounded a bit irritated.

"How may I help you?" The man asked Seto. He was about 5'7 with sleek brown hair, and absolutely gorgeous hazel eyes. Tea felt herself smile in his presences.

Kaiba took Mokuba and placed him between them. "My brother was speaking to you."

The nurse looked down at the younger Kaiba, with the raven black hair. Mokuba didn't wait for him to ask a question, he just blurted. "Tea needs someone to fix her wrist! I think she broke it!"

"Tea?" then he saw the feminine beauty beside them. She had shoulder length brown hair, with a wonderful figure. This girl was dressed for business, and she held herself well. Only Mokuba seemed to notice the fine lines of pain etched in her face. "Let me get you a doctor, and a room. Here, room 27 is our VIP room." He grabbed a clipboard as he lead them into an abnormally bigger room. "Please take a seat on the bed ma'am." Then the door was closed. Kaiba sat down on a chair, then he took a sip of coffee.

Mokuba sat down next to the wounded girl and saw how she cradled her wrist with her hands. "Does it hurt a lot?" She smiled and shook her head.

"Thank you so much for taking me to the hospital. I don't know how to ever repay you."

The younger boy looked flabbergasted. "Pay us back? Why would you want to do a thing like that? It's not like we need it!" Tea gave a small laugh. She had forgotten the difference in money. Still, it was awkward not returning a good deed. "Will you be alright for a minute? I have to go get a drink of water real fast!"

Tea nodded. "Of course." Then he was off. Kaiba watched his brother zip out of the room before returning to his coffee. Tea didn't know what to say. She wanted to bring up a conversation, but she knew how different this man was compared to everyone else. The rich, unsocial, genius.

"So." she thought a minute. "What kind of coffee did you get?"

He looked up at her with those scary blue eyes. He didn't say anything, just watched her. She gulped. "Sorry?" then turned to the floor. It's white tiles shining in the white lighting. This room had a tv, radio, and even a coffee machine. A VIP room was much different then a regular room. Here they masked the fear with a casual cloak that only money could buy.

Both looked up as the door opened, and a 50 year old man came in with the same clipboard the nurse had. He was tall, probably the same height as Seto, and he wore a white doctor's coat with many pocketed pens in the left pocket. His glasses shined when he looked up. Short white hair made him look successful. "Good evening. So what seems to be the problem?"

Tea tried to show him her wrist, but it hurt too much to hold up. "My wrist, I think I sprained it."

He walked over casually and set the clipboard on the bed beside her. Before he was able to touch it, she suddenly spoke up. "Um, can I get Kaiba to wait outside please?"

He turned to the CEO, and the boy looked up. "No." was his simple reply. The doctor looked back at Tea. "If I have to pay for this, I'm going to know what's wrong." Mokuba entered, wiping his freshly washed hands on his jeans. He saw the doctor and sat down next to Kaiba. A frustrated sigh came from the girl.

"Fine, then stay."

The doctor continued on what he was doing. His hands carefully picking up her wrist. "Can you bend your fingers?" She tried, it was painful, but successful. After that, he turned her wrist over. "Please ball your hand into a fist." That she couldn't do. If she had tried hard enough, it may have been possible, but her tolerance for hollow pain was below average. To cry in front of Kaiba would be way too embarrassing. "Okay, now wave."

"I can't." she winced as he lifted up her palm so that it was in a waving position. "Ow." Okay, it really hurt now. "Stop it."

The doctor looked up at her watering eyes. "I have to do my job, ma'am." She nodded and bit her bottom lip. The taste of watermelon lip gloss filled her mouth.

"It'll be okay, Tea." Mokuba spoke up from his seat.

She wanted to turn to him and give him a reassuring glance, but if she did, he'd see her tears. The crystal water drop left a trail down her tanned cheek. He let her hand go and gave her a paper tissue. "I'm pretty sure it's broken. Let's go take some x-rays." Tea nodded and dropped her tissue in the trash can that was near the bed. Her eyes never shifted towards the Kaiba's. When she had left, the doctor closed the door on the way out.

"You broke her wrist, Seto!" the youngest yelled. "You must have hit that door pretty hard."

Kaiba had his arms across his chest. "Be quiet and sit still." He watched the boy fiddle about in his seat. He knew his brother would explode if he sat there for too long, but he didn't want him running through the hallways. "Or go watch television."

Mokuba stood up. "Big brother, why did you think Tea was in a coffee shop?"

"To buy coffee." the statement came bluntly.

"She didn't have any coffee when you ran into her. Otherwise she would be all wet."

Seto shrugged as if it was nothing. "She drank it before leaving."

Mokuba huffed and put his arms across his chest. He looked like he was copying Seto, and that got the eldest Kaiba annoyed. Both just watched each other, but both knew Seto would win the staring duel. It was a game they used to play a while back, before the business issues and dominance of becoming a CEO. Sometimes Mokuba would actually win. Now it was literally impossible. "You should apologize."

"You should be silent." The younger of the two finally gave up on his brother and walked out.

"Big brother, your...your getting worst everyday, and that hurts." His silver eyes catching the deep blue ones before he closed the door. He missed his nicer brother. The one that played games, smiled and loved him. This older Seto was boring, apathetic and rude. It was all because of their stupid step father, and his stupid business. One day, he'll get his older brother to smile again.

One day.

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