Chapter 3:
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Mokuba woke up as a shrill shriek of pain filled his ears. He sat up straight up in bed and looked everywhere for the source. Seeing the blonde sitting on his knees rocking back and forth holding his head, he decided it was him. Crawling from the bed, he slowly walked towards the other boy. "Uhh, are you ok?"
Jou couldn't hear him, all he could hear was the painful ringing in his ears, and was trying his hardest to dull the pain.
Mokuba reached out a hand and was about to touch the boy when a loud scratchy voice interrupted him. "Don't touch him, he may lash out. Nothing is getting through to him right now." The old man said, startling Mokuba to no end. Where the hell was he. As if reading his mind the old man answered. "You are at my home, with my son and I. My daughter had saved you from the river, but did not survive."
"Oh." That was all he could say, considering he had no idea what he was talking about. 'What river? What daughter?' He looked around and saw a small photo on a small table in what looked to be the kitchen. He picked up; looking at the four smiling faces while the old man tried to comfort the boy. 'I know her!' He thought as he ran a finger across the glassy face of an auburn haired three-year old girl. 'She was the angel I saw. But she wasn't an angel, she was this old mans daughter.' He turned and looked backed towards the boy, noticing the screamed had died away. "Is he ok?"
"He will be fine. Just sometimes I wish I had some pain killers or pills he could take." The old man sighed in what sounded like defeat. "The poor boy... why God, why? Why do I have to lose my whole family? The father is not supposed to outlive his own children!"
Mokuba watched what he suspected to be the boy's father, pick the boy up and lie him upon another bed. "What is wrong with him?" He asked without thinking.
"I do not know if it is my place to say. But you are his guest, so you might as well know." He sighed, looking over the blonde. "My son has a brain tumor, something we cannot treat, we don't have the money. As he gets older, the tumor gets larger and progresses, causing severe pain, and will very soon, cause death. He is not supposed to live past the age of eighteen."
"How old is he now Sir?"
"You can call me Mendou." A fit of coughs stopped him from speaking for a bit. Mokuba ran over and desperately rubbed Mendou's back. "I-I'm fine kid." He coughed a few more times before settling down. "My son is seventeen now. I wish he could live his life to its fullest, but he would not be able too, not in his condition."
'That poor boy...' Was all Mokuba could think before noticing the blondes eyes flutter. "Will you please keep an eye on him?" Mendou asked before slowly and painfully standing. "I will fetch him some water."
"Yeah." Mokuba watched the old man step out of the room; he turned back to look at the blonde, who was now awake. "How are you feeling?"
"I should be asking you that." Jou said with a slight smile. "You almost caught hypothermia."
"I feel fine." Mokuba said, slapping his chest for emphasis. "By the way. Names Mokuba."
"Jounouchi Katsuya. You can call me Jou." Jou said, reaching out and shaking hands with Mokuba. "I have a question. What were you doing in the river? And why are you out in the woods to begin with?"
"I remember hiking with my brother, and slipping, and.... My brother! Seto has to be worried sick about me by now!" Mokuba wailed, standing straight. "I have to find Seto! I have to show him I am ok!"
Jou watched Mokuba freak out over his brother before slowly standing. "Calm down kid. Who is your brother, and where did you see him last?"
"On. On a bridge, up the river!" Mokuba said, calming slightly, but not sitting still. "I have to find him! I have to find Seto."
"The only bridge is Pine Bridge, that's a three day walk from here." Jou thought aloud as he watched the boy. "Mokuba, calm down and look at me, what does he look like?"
"He has short cropped brown hair, blue eyes, tall, and pale." Mokuba rushed out in a hurry. Barely giving Jou time to catch what he was saying.
"Calm down kid, now look, I know these woods, I can find your brother." Jou said, rubbing his head.
"You can!?" Mokuba screamed.
"Yes I can, let me just pack a little bit and..."
"You will do no such thing Katsuya!" His father said sternly, walking back into the small room. "You are not leaving this house for more than a day without me behind you."
"Papa! I cannot just leave his brother in those woods alone. I have training in those woods, I can handle myself, but his may not be able too!"
"I said no!"
Jou hastily walked past his father, grabbing a think staff a few inches taller then him, and about three inches in diameter. " I am going. Keep an eye on the boy!" Jou said hastily as he ran into the kitchen, packing supplies into a leather bag.
"I told you that you will not leave!"
"Papa! We have that boy's older brother out in that forest, probably alone, with either no weapons or a very skimpy one. I have to go! I am going!"
"Jou."
"Stop is dad! I am leaving, keep an eye on Mokuba." Jou said, running out the door and into the woods, Mokuba ready to follow.
"Stay here boy."
"B-but!"
"Jou will find your brother, and bring him back safe. Just you watch." He walked forward, gesturing the boy towards the bed. "Now you lay down, your fever hasn't quite broken yet."
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Jou slowed his pace as he walked up a beaten path him and his sister had created, it would be about a days walk to their tree hut, and another to find this Seto, that is if Seto had kept walking, searching for his brother as he suspected the teen would do.
"If I find this guy dead in the woods, or if I don't find him at all, I don't want to be the one to tell Mokuba."
He kept trudging up the path for hours before seeing a fine old large tree blocking the rest of the path from view. "Hmm, must have lost track of time, I am already at the hut." Walking up to the tree, he knocked on the wood slightly before moving a rather large piece of bark. Walking inside of the tree he looked around. "Well, still safe from ravaging animals."
He sat on the large mattress him and Shizuka had made and set on the floor and remember how they had run across the hollow tree one day, and slowly but surely, turned it into their home away from home. They put the large mattress down, turning it into part of the floor, two chairs next to a small round hand made table, and some small dried out rations, such as peaches, banana's, and other fruits.
"Well, time to go." He stepped outside, noticing the sun was completely down, and the moon was half way in the sky. "Oh, this is going to be a long night." He started trudging ahead, keeping his eyes peeled for any movement.
Four more hours later, Jou stopped suddenly as he heard a twig snap, and heavy thuds heading his direction. 'I am going to kill the guy if that is him. There are wolves in this area! He is drawing attention to himself.' "MOKUBA!" 'Definitely him.'
Jou started moving again before seeing a tall lanky figure moving his way. 'Stupid Idiot! Stop yelling!' Jou ran forward, tripping the figure and pulling him to the ground, clasping a hand over his mouth. "Hush you idiot!" Jou hissed into the man's ear. "Are you trying to get yourself killed." The boy stopped moving and turned his face to look at Jou. 'Holy, what beautiful eyes!' "I will let you go if you promise to be quiet. I know where to find your brother." Jou released Kaiba's mouth slowly.
"Where is Mokuba?" Kaiba screamed, staring at the blonde.
"Shut up you idiot. Do you want to become a wolf's lunch?"
Seto stared before slowly calming down. "Who are you, and where is my little brother?"
"He is at my home, with my father, follow me, we are going back to the hut to rest and wait for daylight."
"What do you mean?"
"We will not make it back to the house until tomorrow, so shut up and follow..." A very low snarl interrupted Jou as he looked around, tightening his grip on his staff. "Shit." He hissed. "We have company."
Slowly, ever so slowly, a gray wolf walked out from the cover of the trees. Kaiba quickly pulled a skinning knife from his pack. "Wolves. I hate wolves."
TBC
What do you guys think, good or what? Thank you to all my reviewers for reading this. See you soon.
I thank everyone who reviewed, even if it was a small amount of reviews; I still enjoyed reading them. Now on with the story.
Mokuba woke up as a shrill shriek of pain filled his ears. He sat up straight up in bed and looked everywhere for the source. Seeing the blonde sitting on his knees rocking back and forth holding his head, he decided it was him. Crawling from the bed, he slowly walked towards the other boy. "Uhh, are you ok?"
Jou couldn't hear him, all he could hear was the painful ringing in his ears, and was trying his hardest to dull the pain.
Mokuba reached out a hand and was about to touch the boy when a loud scratchy voice interrupted him. "Don't touch him, he may lash out. Nothing is getting through to him right now." The old man said, startling Mokuba to no end. Where the hell was he. As if reading his mind the old man answered. "You are at my home, with my son and I. My daughter had saved you from the river, but did not survive."
"Oh." That was all he could say, considering he had no idea what he was talking about. 'What river? What daughter?' He looked around and saw a small photo on a small table in what looked to be the kitchen. He picked up; looking at the four smiling faces while the old man tried to comfort the boy. 'I know her!' He thought as he ran a finger across the glassy face of an auburn haired three-year old girl. 'She was the angel I saw. But she wasn't an angel, she was this old mans daughter.' He turned and looked backed towards the boy, noticing the screamed had died away. "Is he ok?"
"He will be fine. Just sometimes I wish I had some pain killers or pills he could take." The old man sighed in what sounded like defeat. "The poor boy... why God, why? Why do I have to lose my whole family? The father is not supposed to outlive his own children!"
Mokuba watched what he suspected to be the boy's father, pick the boy up and lie him upon another bed. "What is wrong with him?" He asked without thinking.
"I do not know if it is my place to say. But you are his guest, so you might as well know." He sighed, looking over the blonde. "My son has a brain tumor, something we cannot treat, we don't have the money. As he gets older, the tumor gets larger and progresses, causing severe pain, and will very soon, cause death. He is not supposed to live past the age of eighteen."
"How old is he now Sir?"
"You can call me Mendou." A fit of coughs stopped him from speaking for a bit. Mokuba ran over and desperately rubbed Mendou's back. "I-I'm fine kid." He coughed a few more times before settling down. "My son is seventeen now. I wish he could live his life to its fullest, but he would not be able too, not in his condition."
'That poor boy...' Was all Mokuba could think before noticing the blondes eyes flutter. "Will you please keep an eye on him?" Mendou asked before slowly and painfully standing. "I will fetch him some water."
"Yeah." Mokuba watched the old man step out of the room; he turned back to look at the blonde, who was now awake. "How are you feeling?"
"I should be asking you that." Jou said with a slight smile. "You almost caught hypothermia."
"I feel fine." Mokuba said, slapping his chest for emphasis. "By the way. Names Mokuba."
"Jounouchi Katsuya. You can call me Jou." Jou said, reaching out and shaking hands with Mokuba. "I have a question. What were you doing in the river? And why are you out in the woods to begin with?"
"I remember hiking with my brother, and slipping, and.... My brother! Seto has to be worried sick about me by now!" Mokuba wailed, standing straight. "I have to find Seto! I have to show him I am ok!"
Jou watched Mokuba freak out over his brother before slowly standing. "Calm down kid. Who is your brother, and where did you see him last?"
"On. On a bridge, up the river!" Mokuba said, calming slightly, but not sitting still. "I have to find him! I have to find Seto."
"The only bridge is Pine Bridge, that's a three day walk from here." Jou thought aloud as he watched the boy. "Mokuba, calm down and look at me, what does he look like?"
"He has short cropped brown hair, blue eyes, tall, and pale." Mokuba rushed out in a hurry. Barely giving Jou time to catch what he was saying.
"Calm down kid, now look, I know these woods, I can find your brother." Jou said, rubbing his head.
"You can!?" Mokuba screamed.
"Yes I can, let me just pack a little bit and..."
"You will do no such thing Katsuya!" His father said sternly, walking back into the small room. "You are not leaving this house for more than a day without me behind you."
"Papa! I cannot just leave his brother in those woods alone. I have training in those woods, I can handle myself, but his may not be able too!"
"I said no!"
Jou hastily walked past his father, grabbing a think staff a few inches taller then him, and about three inches in diameter. " I am going. Keep an eye on the boy!" Jou said hastily as he ran into the kitchen, packing supplies into a leather bag.
"I told you that you will not leave!"
"Papa! We have that boy's older brother out in that forest, probably alone, with either no weapons or a very skimpy one. I have to go! I am going!"
"Jou."
"Stop is dad! I am leaving, keep an eye on Mokuba." Jou said, running out the door and into the woods, Mokuba ready to follow.
"Stay here boy."
"B-but!"
"Jou will find your brother, and bring him back safe. Just you watch." He walked forward, gesturing the boy towards the bed. "Now you lay down, your fever hasn't quite broken yet."
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Jou slowed his pace as he walked up a beaten path him and his sister had created, it would be about a days walk to their tree hut, and another to find this Seto, that is if Seto had kept walking, searching for his brother as he suspected the teen would do.
"If I find this guy dead in the woods, or if I don't find him at all, I don't want to be the one to tell Mokuba."
He kept trudging up the path for hours before seeing a fine old large tree blocking the rest of the path from view. "Hmm, must have lost track of time, I am already at the hut." Walking up to the tree, he knocked on the wood slightly before moving a rather large piece of bark. Walking inside of the tree he looked around. "Well, still safe from ravaging animals."
He sat on the large mattress him and Shizuka had made and set on the floor and remember how they had run across the hollow tree one day, and slowly but surely, turned it into their home away from home. They put the large mattress down, turning it into part of the floor, two chairs next to a small round hand made table, and some small dried out rations, such as peaches, banana's, and other fruits.
"Well, time to go." He stepped outside, noticing the sun was completely down, and the moon was half way in the sky. "Oh, this is going to be a long night." He started trudging ahead, keeping his eyes peeled for any movement.
Four more hours later, Jou stopped suddenly as he heard a twig snap, and heavy thuds heading his direction. 'I am going to kill the guy if that is him. There are wolves in this area! He is drawing attention to himself.' "MOKUBA!" 'Definitely him.'
Jou started moving again before seeing a tall lanky figure moving his way. 'Stupid Idiot! Stop yelling!' Jou ran forward, tripping the figure and pulling him to the ground, clasping a hand over his mouth. "Hush you idiot!" Jou hissed into the man's ear. "Are you trying to get yourself killed." The boy stopped moving and turned his face to look at Jou. 'Holy, what beautiful eyes!' "I will let you go if you promise to be quiet. I know where to find your brother." Jou released Kaiba's mouth slowly.
"Where is Mokuba?" Kaiba screamed, staring at the blonde.
"Shut up you idiot. Do you want to become a wolf's lunch?"
Seto stared before slowly calming down. "Who are you, and where is my little brother?"
"He is at my home, with my father, follow me, we are going back to the hut to rest and wait for daylight."
"What do you mean?"
"We will not make it back to the house until tomorrow, so shut up and follow..." A very low snarl interrupted Jou as he looked around, tightening his grip on his staff. "Shit." He hissed. "We have company."
Slowly, ever so slowly, a gray wolf walked out from the cover of the trees. Kaiba quickly pulled a skinning knife from his pack. "Wolves. I hate wolves."
TBC
What do you guys think, good or what? Thank you to all my reviewers for reading this. See you soon.