Chapter 4: Found
January 2010
Carefully knocking on Seto's door, Rachelle stood waiting for a reply "Seto."
"Come in." came the reply from within.
"Hey, how are you feeling this morning?" she said quietly smiling at him.
Seto was sitting up in bed, his arm and leg propped up on pillows, still in wrappings. "Better, thanks. I want to thank you."
"Well I couldn't just leave you there now could I?" Rach said with a giggle, raising an eyebrow as she came over to sit next to him on the bed.
"I was thinking..."
"Yeah?" she said inching closer.
"I was wanting to kiss you for a while now..." Seto touched her cheek with his good hand.
"Oh..." Rachelle giggled nervously again leaning into his touch. "You can."
Seto gently pulled her face toward him, pessing his lips to hers. As he deepened the kiss, he moved his bad leg and groaned, pulling away. "Gotta watch how I move..." he chuckled weakly.
"Put your legs over mine." Rachelle smirked pulling him over to her gently and kissing him tenderly.
"You've taken really good care of me." Seto whispered, kissing her again. "I wonder if I could try something...?"
"Don't forget you have a broken arm and broken leg" Rachelle said catching on to what he wanted to do.
"Would you stay with me while I sleep then? I feel like I sleep better with someone else."
"Sure, would you be ok on your good side." she said kissing his forehead.
"I could put a pillow on my bad arm and lay on my good leg."
"Let me help you, you can have my pillow."
Seto laid down on the bed with his arm on the pillow. "You have enough room?"
"Plenty." she smirked wriggling into his side.
Seto fell asleep, trying not to think of the fact that she way lying next to her.
Hours later, Seto was dreaming and he had the feeling that it was no ordinary dream. He was standing in a hallway that seemed familiar to him but he would swear he had never been there before. He heard high-pitched giggling and turned in time to see two figures zip by, one small, the source of the giggles and one a tall woman. The little boy was the spitting image of himself and the woman looked like Rachelle, though he could only see her from behind. Seto jerked awake, the feeling of the dream staying with him.
Sensing something was wrong Rachelle woke up and looked at Seto, frowning. "Seto, are you ok?"
"Just a dream."
"Your heart is going very fast for just a dream." Rachelle smirked.
Seto looked down at their hands. "I was dreaming that you were chasing after a little boy that looked like me."
"Oh, thats really sweet. That might happen one day." Rachelle blushed looking down.
Seto gave a sad smile. "But I don't know anything about myself. How do I know what father I will be?"
"I'm sure you would be a very good Father." Rachelle said kissing his cheek.
"Naughty." Rachelle giggled pecking his lips again.
"Would you be willing to try with my lying still?" Seto suggested, wriggling his eyebrows.
"I would like to try, but I'm really afraid of hurting you. My dad would kill me after all he did to help you."
"We can be really careful." Seto murmured, brushing her hair over her shoulder to kiss the tender flesh at her shoulder.
Shivering in delight, Rachelle looked up at Seto, leaning further into him. "I'm ready." She whispered in his ear.
Seto grinned against her skin.
Afterward he rested his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling. "Wow..." he murmured.
"Thank you...Seto, that was amazing." Rachelle panted.
Seto gasped as another memory came to him, a dark haired woman with bare tan skin gleaming in the dim light making love to him. "Oh no..." he moaned, jerking back to reality.
"Seto, whats wrong? I didnt hurt you did I?" Rachelle said sounding concerned.
"No...I just got a memory I think..." Seto touched his head, horrified.
"What? What is it Seto? Tell me."
"Seto, your scaring me. What's wrong? Tell me what's going on. " Rachelle said now sounding panicky.
"What! Who?"
"I don't know. She looked like you, but the room was dark. We made love only once and..." He gestured helplessly to the brightly lit room around them.
"I-I dont know what to say. D-do you have another partner?" Rachelle said puling away from him
"Amnesia, remember?"
"If you are having these sort of dreams then maybe you do have a family somewhere." Rachelle said sadly.
"Do you know of anyone that looks like you from behind?" Seto hated that he was hurting her.
"I do have a friend that looks abit like me coincindently but other than her...I'm sorry."
"We know my name. Would you look up information about me?" Seto asked.
"O-ok, let me look your name up on my laptop." Rachelle said typing his name into the search engine. "Oh, here's a news report of your crash." Rachelle frowned.
"What's wrong?" Seto asked, seeing her expression.
"It says that somebody named Ishizu was called by the authorities a day after the crash."
"Ishizu? That name sounds vaguely familiar. Does it have a picture?" Seto asked, frowning.
"Um...here is picture of her with a little boy in her arms." Rachelle said turning the laptop around for him to see.
Seto gasped and touched the laptop screen gently. "That's the boy from my dream..."
"I think I was right. I said wherever you're from you had a family."
"Can you find out how to contact her? I'm sure she would be glad to find out where I am and that I'm fine."
"That maybe easier said than done but I can try." Rachelle partially smiled.
"Is there a tip line or something for information?"
"Oh here's something, I'll write the number down for you."
Seto took the paper and the phone and called the number. "I'm calling to report a sighting of Seto Kaiba. The address is" Rachelle quickly wrote the address and he read it off. "You'll find him there."
"Thank you very much, sir, we will send someone out within the next six hours." the person said back to Seto on the phone.
"Why did you do that? Why didn't you tell them it was you." Rachelle asked.
"I have no proof that it's me. What if asked me questions that I am supposed to know? I wouldn't be able to ask it."
"Ok, Im sorry Seto." Rachelle said giving him a hug.
"I'm sorry I hurt you."
"You didn't mean to. You had no memory." Rachelle sighed.
"Mrs. Kaiba, we have arrived in America." the flight attendant said bowing slightly.
"Tell the limo driver to head sraight for that address. I want to see about that lead immediately." Ishizu instructed.
"Yes ma'am."
Ishizu got into the limo and it drove to the address. Ishizu walked up the path to the door and knocked.
"Hello, can I help you?" Rachelles Mother said opening the door.
"There was a tip that Seto Kaiba is in this residence. Is that true?" Ishizu inquired.
"Yes that is correct. We brought him back to our home to recover after my daughter found his jet crashed in the woods."
"May I see him?" Ishizu asked hopefully.
"Of course. But if you don't mind me asking, how are you related to Seto?"
"I'm his wife." Ishizu said proudly.
"Oh...oh dear" her Mother said in a whisper as she led Ishizu down the stairs to the spare room.
Seto looked up as Ishizu entered the room. "You're-"
"Seto, I've found you, I'm so happy you are alive." Ishizu said wrapping her arms around Seto's neck with tears in her eyes.
Seto's eyes widened as she hugged him. "I'm sorry, I-"
"I love you Seto and I'm so sorry about what I said to you. I wish I had never said that." Ishizu said as more tears streamed down her face.
"I don't remember you." Seto blurted, feeling guilty for not remembering more than her name.
"I know you probably won't, but you should remember this." Ishizu said pulling his wedding ring out from her pocket & slipping it on his finger making Rachelle gasp.
Seto looked from the wedding band to her and gasped as a vivid memory came to him. Their wedding day. "Ishizu?" he gasped, looking up at her.
"That's right, Seto, its me. I'm your wife. Your ring was found by a dog at the site of your crashed jet."
"Rachelle helped me recover. If it wasn't for her father, I would have died."
"Thank you so much Rachelle for looking after my husband...hold on a minute." Ishizu gasped looking at Rachelle. "Do you have a younger sister?"
"No, I'm an only child, why do you ask" Rachelle asked tilting her head
"No reason, but my brother is married to a girl that looks like you." Ishizu smiled then looked at Seto.
"Yes?"
"I should go back to my family. But I am eternally grateful for your help. If there is anything I can do to help, don't hesitate to call." Seto smiled.
"I'm just glad that we found you when we did and the fact that my Father is a doctor." Rachelle smiled.
"We should have you checked out at the hospitl to make sure that everything is okay." Ishizu looked concerned at his injuries. "I'm sure your father took care of him," Ishizu looked over at Rachelle. "But I want to make sure."
"We wanted to take him to a hospital for a start, but he was adamant that he didn't want to go. That is why we brought him home." Rachelle chuckled looking up at Ishizu.
"He's normally stubborn anyway."
"Would you like some help getting him out of bed?"
"Would you get the limo driver waiting outside?"
"Sure, I will do anything to help."
"Go tell him we need help moving Mr. Kaiba." Ishizu instructed. To Seto, she said, "You ready to see your son?"
"Ok be back soon" Rachelle said dashing out the door.
"I-I have a son." Seto stuttered.
"Yes, he's two. His name's Isaiah and he adores you."
"Isaiah, what a nice name. Who came up with it?"
"You actually. You came up with an I name after my name."
"I-I did? Wow, I really did lose alot of my memories in that accident" Seto sighed
"Mr Kaiba, are you ok? I'm here to help you out to the car." said the driver.
With the driver's help, Seto got out to the car and eased into the back seat with a groan. "To the hospital." Ishizu instructed.
"Safe travels Seto, I'll miss you." Rachelle called as the car sped off.
Little did any of them know, they would be seeing each other sooner than they thought.