Disclaimer: Mr. Kazuki Takahashi owns Yu-Gi-Oh! and all its characters and properties. Basically, only Gorg the Caveman, "Crystal" and "Sakura" belong to me. Oh, yes. And the Chasm of Despair was mooched from a good friend of mine. Hi there!
Chapter Three: Not Really That Sweet
"Seto!" Mokuba ran frantically into the bedroom. Seto was sitting at the little table, still staring vaguely at the spot were Sakura had sat. "Seto?"
Seto blinked.
Mokuba held his breath.
Bapf! Seto's forehead hit the table.
Mokuba then set about shaking, tugging and shouting in an attempt to wake his prone brother. After some time passed, he collapsed into one of the chairs. He was at that time in danger of falling into another one Sakura's traps. A Chasm of Despair. A Chasm of Despair is rather like a Plot Hole, except, instead of engulfing a character in fictional oblivion, it bombards them with Angst. Angst is a substance that causes normally stable characters to weep like small children, write bad poetry in the dark, and attempt to cause themselves bodily harm with various sharp instruments.
Fortunately, Mokuba was saved from this most grievous fate because his brother chose that moment to gather a small part of his scattered wits. "M-Mokuba…?"
The Chasm fizzled out of existence as Mokuba leapt out of his chair and threw himself on his brother. This caused them both to crash to the floor.
"Seto! Seto! Are you alright? What happened? Who was that girl?" Mokuba babbled away in excitement, and then stopped suddenly when his brother opened his mouth to speak.
"I-I don't think I'm alright…" he mumbled.
Concern flooded through Mokuba's mind. "Why? What's wrong?"
Seto was lying in an awkward position on the floor, shivering slightly "I can't…m-move."
"Are you sure?" Mokuba asked tentatively. When Seto nodded stiffly, he hoisted his brother onto his shoulder. After a great deal of struggling and dragging he managed to get Seto on to his bed. "Seto, what's going on?"
"I don't know. I remember an e-mail…a-and that girl, I th-think she's called Sakura. She c-came into my office and then this light...I couldn't think, I couldn't talk, I couldn't… Urgh…" Seto had been talking feverishly, without taking breath. Afterwards, he lay shuddering on the blankets, trying desperately to move.
Mokuba sat silently next to his brother. What exactly was going on he wasn't sure but, that girl…Sakura… It was all her doing! He then began concocting a plan to hide his brother, confront Sakura and fix it all somehow. This plan would never have worked, but Mokuba never had to find out, for a very unfortunate thing happened at that moment.
Sakura walked into the room.
"You… You… you little brat!" Sakura shrieked in inhuman (And rather immature) rage. "I'm going to-to-to-to... Aggggghhh!" Irrationalyviolent as Mary Sues generally are, they are not known for their articulation. Miss Sakura's rather half-witted response is really quite good for one of her kind. She managed not to curse like a scalded sailor.
Sakura stormed towards the brothers, all her "powahs" forgotten in her mindless anger. Mokuba leapt off the bed in defence of his brother, which was a braver thing than he knew; Mary Sues are illogically strong. His deed, however courageous, was pointless. Sakura threw him aside viciously, as though he were a bishie doll that had fallen out of favour. He collapsed against the wall, with spots wavering in his eyes. He barely even noticed when Sakura dragged his brother off the bed and out the door.
A minute or so later, Sakura was down the hall in Seto's home office. She roughly deposited Seto into the office chair and went over to the window to check her reflection. "Oopsie. That made my make up run a bit…" She wasquite right, in a twisted sort of way. Her "make up" was herseemingloveliness.Her hair was stringy and thin,and her face resembled not so much an unearthly, pristine beauty as a demented, sleep deprived bat. The rest of her body was likewise unflatteringly transformed. Seto's eyes widened in disgust at the sight, but she gave her grotesque true face little more notice thana normal personwould astray hair.
Flash! Teh BeLt did its magic. A moment later, Sakura was as beautiful as ever, except perhaps, for a certain hardness in her eyes.
"Oh, Seto-kun, don't stare like that, it's rude!" She had finally noted the way her unwilling boy toy was glaring daggers at her. Although, daggers is perhaps, an understatement.If looks could maim, Sakura would have gone home in several thousand small, bloody, unidentifiable pieces. "But, I'll make you feel better."
Once again teh BeLt flashed, and once again Seto's mind emptied out. Sakura smiled in demonic triumph. Nothing, she felt, could get in the way of her fun now. Mokuba, however, would likely disagree.
He had recovered from Sakura's attack, and was trying to think of what he should do. It seemed he couldn't handle this himself. He just wasn't strong enough. He sighed miserably.
I should call Yugi... he'd know what to do. He's handled weirdthings like this…I can't do this by myself…
Mokuba heaved himself off the ground and walked over to the telephone on his brother's bedside table in utter defeat. He put his hand on the receiver. He started dialling Yugi's number…
No...
Seto always came for me when I needed him. He needs me, and it's my turn to save him.
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Mokuba Kaiba put the phone down and went resolutely out into the hall. Come Hell or high water, he would save his brother.
Er, yeah. That was my first real attempt at writing something dramatic-y. I'm not sure how well it came out, please let me know.