Touch Me, Kiss Me, Love Me, But Don't Hurt Me
Chapter Two
In the far, far away past, life was fun and wild,
Mother, father and young child,
But all your good times went astray,
When death came and blew the life you knew away.
Was RED talking about me? Was my life ever fun and wild? Before Mokuba was born, it was just my mother, father and me. At the time I was young. They died a few years after Mokuba was born. Is this what he means by, "When death came and blew the life I knew away?"
"Brother, when will the doctor come out?"
"Whenever they decide there done."
"I can't believe you hit that guy, I hope this guy lives or you could go to jail."
"I doubt that Mokuba."
Twenty minutes later
"Are you Mr. Kaiba?"
"Yes." Kaiba stood to face the doctor in white. "How is he?"
"He'll live. He has a mild concussion, so he'll have a headache for awhile. He has two broken ribs and a few cuts and bruises. He also has some minor spinal bruising, most likely from hitting the glass. But he should be able to walk normally in about a week or two. There are two officers that wish to talk with you by the way. And there is also the matter of the bill…?"
"I'll take care of it. Give him the best treatment."
"Of course." The doctor walked away, knowing Kaiba was glaring at him.
"Sir…Mr. Kaiba?" An officer in the traditional black and white walked up, followed by another. "I'm officer Grayson and this is my partner officer…Kirk. There was a reported incident. You hit someone sir?"
"Accident."
"Can you tell us what happened?" the officer removed a pad and pencil from his coat pocket.
"I was driving and I didn't see him, he was on the same lane as I. he swerved and I ht my brakes. Simple as that, officer."
"How fast were you going? Do you remember?"
"40 or 50 MPH, I would estimate."
"And after you hit him?"
"I got out of the car, checked my younger brother and went to check on his condition. I drove directly here."
"And the bike?"
"I imagine it is still where I left it."
"Do you know who this young man is?"
"No."
"Where were you going?"
"My private beach house, I was taking a vacation with my little brother."
"Very well, if we have anymore questions, we'll call. Thank you for your time."
Kaiba merely nodded and walked to the front desk.
"The young man that was brought in, what room is he in?"
"Um…one second please…….room 23. Keep going down the hall, too you're left. You shouldn't miss it."
"Mokuba let's go."
18…
21…
23…
"Sir, don't take too long, he needs to rest."
"Whatever. Mokuba stay here."
"I know, I know." The younger brother curled up in one of the chairs and closed his eyes.
Kaiba went in and looked around. The room was dimly lit, but Kaiba could still see the figure on the bed. He walked closer. There was a bandage wrapped around the young mans head. The blanket went up to his stomach and he was garbed in a patient uniform. There were bruises that lined his arms and on his finely formed jaw.
Kaiba looked at the monitors and the heart rate.
"Who are you?" Kaiba whispered to himself as he studied the young man.
He was no more than 17 years of age. He had a flawless tan that seemed to reach everywhere on his body. His hair was of three different colors, yellow, black and crimson red. There was one small, silver ear ring hanging from his right ear.
I wonder what color his eyes are……
Kaiba exited the room and signaled the passing nurse.
"Yes sir?"
"Where is this mans items?"
"Give me a moment and I will get them."
"Hurry up." Kaiba stated and walked back inside.
"Here they are sir."
"Hn." The woman walked out.
The items included a black cell phone, a silver necklace, dark blue jeans, which were quite petite for a guy. There were also a black sweatshirt, black sneakers, and socks. Kaiba placed the items down but kept the black flip cell phone. He flipped it open and started to rummage through the number list.
Kaiba nearly jumped when it rang.
3…
2..
1.
"Hello?"
"Seto Kaiba," the voice cooed softly, "How are you?"
"Red?"
A deep laugh came over the phone. "How does it feel to be in the dark? You ask questions but they never seem to be answered."
"Who are you?"
"Mr. Kaiba, how do you shed light on something where there is only darkness?"
"Who are you?" Kaiba repeated.
"The game hasn't begun Mr. Kaiba, the day hasn't begun, and you time limit has not begun." The voice began to fade.
"Red? Who is this boy? Is he apart of your game?"
"Tick tock, Mr. Kaiba, if you move any slower, time will not be on your side anymore. But has it ever?" the phone died out.
"Son of bitch."
Mother, father and young child…
Is he referring to me or to himself? It's too me. But all your good times went astray.
So it's about me. My mother and father, I vaguely remember my parents, my father was an artist. My mother always smiled. They would always take me to the park. My mother became pregnant with Mokuba.
She died after Mokuba was born. My father turned to drinking. But all you good times went astray. Mokuba was five when our father died, and we were sent to an orphanage. When death came and blew the life you knew away.
Kaiba looked at his watch. 1:23 A.M
Four hours till the game begins.
The clock on the cell phone ticked: 1:24 A.M
Authors Note
I hope this chapter was not too boring or short. The next chapter should be longer.
Thank you all for the reviews, I'm glad this story is well liked.