*9* Jounouchi *9*
I heard Kaiba curse so I decided to follow him to the last room. I stepped around him and noticed Yoshi's body. I could feel all hope leave my body and my shoulders became heavy. I would never find piece now. I would have to watch my friends suffer and eventually move on without me… which, I guess is what I wanted; I just didn't want to watch it happen. Maybe this is what happened to people who went to "hell".
"This isn't over. We will simply find out what happened to Yoshi. We can still let everyone know he was the killer even if he's dead." Kaiba said. "If it is a suicide then he left a note confessing to his crime."
Was Kaiba trying to cheer me up? I looked at him for a moment and nodded. "I guess I don't need to give up just yet. I have plenty of time so I guess it doesn't matter how long it takes."
"I told you to stay where you were, by the way." He pointed out.
"Oh and I always do what you say?" I said and then I thought about it. He must have been trying to protect me from the sight of Yoshi. And that was probably why he asked if I was in a gang. It was true that I was in a gang but I was never a part of killing anyone.
"Let's just look for the note, this smell is too much." Kaiba said and stocked into the room. I watched him for a moment. He searched the room quickly and when he found nothing he started to look under things. I felt my pulse quicken when my eyes wondered down to his perfect ass. He wasn't bad to look at. "Are you going to help me, or what?" he asked, bringing me back to reality.
"I'm just not used to seeing you work." I said. "I'm surprised you are even touching anything in this room."
"I would have someone do it for me but I don't need the world finding out that I am talking to a ghost." He said. "Fuck, there's no note here." He said finally.
"Maybe he just didn't care." I said.
"No, that just doesn't fit." He said. "There has to be an explanation for this. Let's call the police and leave an anonymous tip. Let them get their reports together. I'll hack into the system and figure out what really happened."
"Don't you think that's a lot of work?" I asked.
"It has to be done that way. How will I explain coming here and finding the body of a classmate I didn't even know? It will be too much hassle. You said you have plenty of time. I am sure you can find something to entertain yourself while we wait."
"So you are just going to ditch me?" I glared at him.
"No, I told you I would help you and I will. I am a man of my word. We just have to be patient." He said. "Besides I have a busy calendar and this little day trip set me behind big time."
"And what exactly should I entertain myself with my friends being in pain over my death or my family replacing me?" I paused.
"What are you talking about?" Kaiba asked but I didn't answer, "Whatever. You can come to the office with me if you are good."
"I'll be good." I said, "Unless you invite those American douche bags."
"In business you have to deal with..."
"Douche Bags," I interrupted.
"Unsavory people to make progress." he said, ignoring my comment. "I don't have a meeting with them today anyway." he said. "Let's get out of here."
We left Yoshi's and got into the car and headed back into the city toward Kaiba Corp. Kaiba was a quiet driver but he was calculating in every action he took. No wonder he was grouchy most of the time. His brain probably never let him have a break. Yugi and Mokuba's plan to throw him a party might actually be a good idea. Maybe there was some way I could help make it happen or at least get him to show up.
We reached the ginormous office building in no time and Kaiba parked in his executive spot and we both walked into the building.
"Good Morning, Mr. Kaiba," said a cute secretary at the front gate. "Your brother has been waiting for you in your office."
"Mokuba? What does he want?"
"I didn't ask." she admitted but Kaiba only nodded at her and took a folder from her when she handed it to him."
"What's all that stuff," I asked Kaiba gave me a look but basically ignored me. Right. I was a ghost and if he answered me people would think he was crazy. We walked to the elevator and when it closed he looked at me.
"What did you mean about your family replacing you?" he asked suddenly. I was a little shocked but I just shrugged I didn't feel like getting into it. "In any case no one could replace you." He said and the door opened. I watched him walk midway down the hall before I followed him. Was he really trying to be nice?
"Hey, big brother." Mokuba said as Seto opened the door to his office. "Where have you been?" he asked.
"I had a few errands to run. Since when do you care and why aren't you in school?" Seto asked and while they spoke a move around them to sit on the couch he had in the office.
"I was worried about you. I am worried about you." Mokuba said.
"There isn't anything for you to be worried about, I told you that before." He sighed, "And I don't want to talk about this now."
"Why not? You have time."
"I do not."
"Yes you do, I saw your schedule." Mokuba pointed to the folder in Seto's hand. "You have a meeting in an hour so you have time now to talk about Jounouchi."
"Talk about me? What does he mean?" Seto's face twitched and I could tell he was trying not to look at me.
"There's nothing to talk about. I don't miss that mutt. I am fine. Life goes on." He said and it stung a bit. What did I expect? He wasn't helping me because I needed it. He was helping me because it would get rid of me.
"You are such a bad liar." Mokuba said. "Just admit that you miss him and I will leave you alone."
"I'm not going to admit to a thing. I don't care. I have more important things to think about like getting you ready to run the company in America and finalizing the deal with the Americans."
"You are going to get me ready? How? You said I was too young."
"You are but if I can get you ready perhaps there might be a work-around." He paused. "Actually, maybe it would be a good idea for you to go the next meeting with the Americans."
"Really?" Mokuba smirked, "I know I can handle it." he smiled, "I'll go back to school then we can talk more about this." He hugged Kaiba, "I won't let you down." He said and ran down the hall to catch the elevator.
"Nice trick. You won't get rid of me that easily though." I said when Kaiba closed the door and we were alone.
"Trust me, I know." He said and sat at his desk. "You need to be quiet now."
"Wow, this is so boring." I said after about five minutes. "Can I watch TV?"
"No. that's too distracting and if you don't like it you can always leave." He said.
"Then you would miss me." I smirked. "Mokuba's right. I think you miss me a little bit. I mean now you don't have a rival."
"Rival? You?" he laughed. "To be my rival you have to be equal to me in power. And that will never happen…" he paused.
"You're right because I'm dead. And that's my point, well Mokuba's point. I will never get that chance and you will never get the chance to see it. You have to admit that every time you would face me I would get better."
"Shut up." Seto said pushing up from his desk. "You don't know a damn thing."
"Then why are you getting so angry?"
"As soon as we send you to wherever you are going then we will be even and I can move on." He said. "This was a mistake, you should go. I'll see you when I get off work." He said and grabbed my arm and shoved me toward the door. "Get out."
"Fine, damn." I pulled the door open and he shoved me out. My arm was warm where he grabbed me but froze again the second he let go. The door slammed behind me and I sighed at his mood swings. I rolled my eyes and headed to the elevator but when I got there I couldn't push the buttons. Damn! I looked at the emergency stairs and sighed one-hundred and ten stories to the bottom.
When I finally made it to the lobby my body was almost completely invisible to me. That decent took up most of my energy. I scanned the Lobby for a place to rest but was distracted when I noticed a car just outside the building. But the car wasn't what was bothering me. It was the man behind the wheel; it was one of the Americans. He was up to something so I stalked across the lobby and out the door but when I reached the car I had completely used up my energy. I could feel myself fading and there wasn't anything I could do about it. And everything faded into black.