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Chapter 8

Seto looked on in horror as Jou continued to scream in terror at the sight of Ushio in the doorway. He grinned at the two on the bed and yanked the katana out of the door. The body of the guard fell to the floor blood pooling and staining the cream carpet.

Jou stopped screaming and began to shake and whimper in fear. Thoroughly enjoying his revenge, Ushio walked slowly towards them and when he reached the bed he yanked the covers off leaving them both naked and totally vulnerable. He looked them both over greedily. While he was doing this, he did not notice Seto slide his hand over and press a small button concealed in the nightstand by the bed. It was a button to summon security. He knew some of them were probably dead but not all of them.

"I am going to enjoy making you two suffer. I don't think I will kill you off yet, I think I will make you scream and writhe in agony first. Now lie still or you will die now."

Jou's eyes were full of fear and Seto gave his hand a reassuring squeeze before they were yanked above his head and tied with rough rope to the bead head.

Jou seeing that Ushio was slightly distracted and in his panicked mind he saw it as his chance.

He scrambled off the bed and tried to run for the door.

"Jou no!" Seto yelled as Ushio saw him and left his task to pursue Jou. He had almost reached the door when pain shot through his side. He heard Seto scream his name as his legs gave way and he crumpled to his knees. He put his hand to his side and when he looked at it, it was covered in blood, his own blood.

With a strangled cry he fell all the way to the floor and lay in a pool of his own blood.

Tears flowed down Seto's cheeks as he wept for Jou.

"You bastard." He said as he gritted his teeth to prepare for his own death at the hands of this monster.

Ushio still had the katana and now he was coming towards Seto again. Oh well the little junkie was dead but he could have fun with this one.

He secured Seto's ankles to the bed and traced a pattern over his stomach with the blunt edge of the blade. Then he turned it over and began to slice into his skin causing blood to begin to pour from the wounds.

Seto squirmed in agony trying to get away from the object causing him pain and wished that those damned security guards would hurry up.

Ushio looked at the mess he had made of Seto's stomach.

Why wasn't he screaming and crying? But since he had cursed Ushio, he had not made a sound merely moved his body.

"I'll make you scream." He snarled and stabbed the blade deep into Seto's right leg.

He screamed then as fresh blood poured from it flowing down and soaking the bed that now looked more like a blood bath than a bed. Withdrawing the katana, Ushio plunged it down again, this time into his left leg.

The pain was unbearable as Seto screamed in agony. Then he heard the blessed running footsteps coming towards his room and he knew help had come. But he also knew it would be too late for Jou. He knew he was dead and his soul felt as though it had shattered into a million fragments never to be repaired.

The pain grew too much and that along with the loss of blood caused him to pass out.

He did not know that the guards had come upon Ushio about to stab his arm and had shot him dead there and then. Did not know that one of them covered him up and called an ambulance. Did not know that when they tended to Jou that they found a faint pulse…

Seto woke to stark white walls and an overhead lamp. His eyes took him his surroundings and saw a drip above him and to the left. With growing realisation he knew he was in a hospital and not in his bedroom anymore. Then he remembered what had happened in there and it struck him like a punch in the face. Jou was gone and he wasn't coming back.

Turning his face to the side, the tears fell as he cried for his lost love. The only one, whom he had ever loved, was gone forever.

Footsteps approached his bed and he looked to see a doctor approaching.

"Ah you are awake." He smiled but Seto turned his face away from the smiles. Didn't the doctor realise that he was dying inside? His company, his money and everything else, meant nothing to him now he just wanted to die so he could be with Jou again wherever that was.

"Mr Kaiba?" The doctor said concerned.

"Leave me alone." Seto said not wanting to talk to anyone.

"You have visitors Mr Kaiba a Mr Motou is here and wants to see you."

"I said leave me alone." Seto said anger in his voice.

"Very well Mr Kaiba." The doctor said and left the room to tell Mr Motou to return another day. The experience must have been too traumatic for him he thought. Still maybe when his partner was healed from his stab wound and could get out of bed, then maybe he would see him. The doctor recalled the struggle to save Jou's life. It had been touch and go whether he would make it but his will had been strong and he had survived. Seto's wounds had been severe but they had managed to repair the damage to his legs and he would make a full recovery.

Seto stared at the wall wishing he were dead. He didn't want to go on without Jou. He knew he could end his life easily and when he could move about more he knew he would do it.

Jou was sitting up in bed and asking to see Seto. The doctors told him, he would have to wait a little longer as Mr Kaiba wanted to be left alone.

Does he blame me for all this? Jou thought. Did Seto not want to see him? It never occurred to him that Seto thought he was dead, he just thought that he hated him now. He lay down in his bed the pain of rejection hitting him like a ton of bricks. He cried softly eventually falling asleep from exhaustion more than anything.

Seto didn't sleep, he couldn't. Visions of Jou lying on the floor blood flowing from the stab wound in his side and Ushio standing over him grinning plagued his thoughts. When he closed his eyes he could see it more clearly so he didn't close his eyes.

He cried until he had no tears left and lay staring at the wall blankly. He felt nothing but a hollow emptiness inside of him. He was nothing now, just an empty shell, a shadow of his former self.

The same doctor who had come the previous day came to see him again.

"Mr Kaiba, You have a visitor again."

"Send them away." Seto said his voice dull, lifeless and devoid of any emotion.

The doctor frowned wondering why he was acting this way. He decided to send the young man in anyway, maybe he could find out the problem.

He walked back to the reception and beckoned for Yugi to follow him.

"I am not sure what is wrong with Mr Kaiba. His body is healing well but he appears very depressed about something. I thought perhaps the experience had been too traumatic for him but he won't talk to anyone. Maybe you can help."

"I'll try doctor." Yugi said thinking that this wasn't like Seto at all, he was not the type to get depressed about anything.

"I'll leave you to it." The doctor said when they got to Seto's room.

"Thanks." Yugi said and pushed open the door.

Seto was lying on his hospital bed still staring at the wall.

"Seto?" Yugi asked tentatively.

"Go away I don't want to see anyone." Seto said. Yugi was shocked at how hollow he sounded.

"But why?" He persisted wanting to help him.

"He's gone Yugi and he's not coming back." Seto said his voice still hollow and monotonous.

"Jou? Didn't they tell you?" Yugi asked in surprise. For the first time Seto turned his head and looked at Yugi directly. Yugi almost took a step back at the dead look in Seto's eyes. The once bright blue was now a dull grey colour reflecting the feeling coming from his voice.

"Tell me what?"

"Jou didn't die Seto he's alive."

TBC

Yay more done! poor Seto but he'll be okay now and I think next chapter will be the last.