Touch Me, Kiss Me, Love Me, But Don't Hurt Me

Chapter Four

7:18 A.M

"Sir your mail."

"Thank you William. Has Yami settled in?"

"Yes sir, I believe he is resting as of this moment sir."

"Make sure Mokuba behaves."

"Of course sir." The elderly man bowed and walked out.

Kaiba shifted through the fan mail, the junk mail, and the bills looking for what had been forewarned to him.

At the top right corner, the address was from a lawyer, a Malik Bakura

Kaiba quickly opened it and began to read:

Dear Mr. Kaiba,

It is my duty to inform you, an unfortunate event has come to my attention. I was called in on behalf to represent a member of the late departed, Insanity Ward. At this time I can not give out names. This letter is concerning a very…how shall I put this? A very disturbed patient, that resided in that ward.

The young man left the Ward, and soon after a letter was received. The letter was sent to the therapist and I was called in for legal advice.

As per the society's bylaws, and after discussing the issue with the leadership of this particular organization, we are now handling this matter. I have also consulted medical physicians.

You will be hearing from personnel from those people soon enough.

Mr. Kaiba I will have to urge you to obtain legal counsel as soon as you possibly can. I am hoping that if you cooperate in this matter, we can keep this out of the Medias radar. Or this could throw your entire profession into disrepute.

The letter was signed at the bottom. Kaiba set it aside and began to read the other one.

Dear Sir or Ma'am,

More than seven years ago, I lost my parents. And due to the fact that I had no other family members that were known, I was placed in an adoption center as one would expect. I could not make friends until one finally came. His name was Seto Kaiba, and I thought him to be my friend. He was years older than me.

After three months of knowing each other, he started to ask me weird questions. These questions cornered around sex. I thought at first that he asked these questions because he was getting older and wanted a few opinions from others. I answered to the best of my knowledge.

Later though his questions became rather pornographic. He kept asking the most demanding questions of me. Every time I tried to change the subject, he would no allow it. When I tried to leave he would block my exit.

At the time I was very weak of mind and body. I was so wrapped around being loved and cared for, and having at least one friend, when he threatened me with not being my friend anymore I could not stand it.

Shortly after he brought me to a sort of isolated place and there he raped me. This happened frequently. I cannot count how many times he did this to me.

Seto Kaiba was insatiable.

He would tell me that he would remain my friend if I continued to do as he told me. This meant that I had to continually get down on my knees. And as I wrote before I was weak of mind, so I followed suit. But I would not call it my fault.

I had lost my parents; I was barely ten years of age. Mr. Kaiba was old enough to know right from wrong. This is one of the reasons why I was sent into the Insanity Ward. I could not live with myself. Even though it has been several years, I am still trying to recover from my relationship with Mr. Kaiba.

In these several years I have been under prescribed medication to deal with depression and anxiety attacks. I can not sleep at nights. I have nightmares. I have been hospitalized several times in the past few years. The reasons to my going were because I tried and failed at trying to kill myself. As of right now, I still bare the scars form these attempts and they will stay with me forever, just he same as the ones Seto Kaiba inflicted upon me.

I believe I have found one therapist that can help me. Perhaps with his help my process of recovery will begin. I am hoping that with this letter, it will also bring a new beginning for my life.

Although I leave you with no name, I have a feeling Mr. Kaiba will know who this is after he reads this letter. I hope to god that this matter is pursued and not left unattended. If there are further questions, my attorney and my therapist are open for them.

The letter remained unsigned.

"What are you doing to me Red? Why are you lying about me? Did I really do this? Who are you Red?"

Kaiba stood and walked out of the room, walking directly to Yami's room. He knocked softly, tried the handle and found it unlocked. He quietly stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He closed the curtains, blocking out the light.

Kaiba walked over to the bed and looked down at the sleeping boy; his chest rose and fell softly. Kaiba sat down on the bed. Once he sat, exhaustion hit him like a wave. He lowered his head into his hands, he elbows rested on his knees.

That's right; I haven't slept in nearly three days. Mokuba always said I was a workaholic. There has always been a threat to my company, with other assholes coming in and out, but I've always stopped them. Now this. Someone threatens my brother and me, and now my company. I've worked to hard for this to happen, and I'll be damned if I let this guy win.

I am Seto Kaiba, I never lose.

"Tired?"

Kaiba lifted his head from his hands. His head felt like a brick was on top of it. He slowly made a move to rise, but quickly dropped back down, when he suddenly felt light headed.

Kaiba rubbed his temples. "I apologize; I came to check on your condition. I hope I did not wake you."

"No of course not. This headache won't let me sleep. I've never seen anyone so tired. You've drunken to much coffee I see. You should lie down."

Before Kaiba had a chance to protest, Yami pulled him down to his back, helping put his legs up on the bed.

"You'll feel better after a long rest."

"I can't, I have to much work to do." Kaiba made a half attempt at standing, but lack of food, and sleep outweighed his want. He head fell into Yami's arm and his eyes slowly closed.

Yami brushed the hair from Kaiba's forehead.

"Sleep now, don't worry about a thing." He said soothingly.

Kaiba drifted off to sleep, not taking to thought that he wasn't in his own bed.

Yami sighed, gently pulled his arm out from under Kaiba's head and removed some clothing and shoes from his body. He looked at the sleeping man, now that sleep had over taken him, he looked rather peaceful. The attitude that always revolved around him was gone.

Seto Kaiba.

Yami softly placed his head down on Kaiba's chest and he too fell asleep within minutes of getting comfortable.