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Chapter 5- The Other Side

Seto walked toward the inner circle of the Haunted House. He spotted his phone, and picked it up. It was damaged, but he could always take it to the shop later to fix. He put it into his pocket. All of a sudden, it rang. Seto hastily grabbed his phone.

"This is Kaiba."

Mr.Kaiba, this is London's Gaming President. I'm here to inform you that my company will not be accepting your partnership.

Seto froze for a moment. But then a smirk came through. "Fine Mr. President...but it will be the worst mistake you have ever made."

"Ah, but you see Mr.Kaiba, we have no intention of doing a business with a...high schooler."

Seto fumed. "Do what you want" and shut the phone off. He then walked out.

A sudden thought came to him...Mokuba wouldn't try anything while he was gone would he? ...Seto ran back to the limo.

Mokuba grinned as he jumped into the driver's seat.

"This'll be like all the driving games I've had!" He said gleefully. As he turned the key in the engine, the car started backing out. All of a sudden, he lost control. Mokuba's eyes widened as he started to panic.

Seto ran out of the Haunted House just in time to see the car rolling backwards. He ran as quickly as humanely possible, opened the door, grabbed his brother, shielded him with his jacket and rolled out. The car rolled down the bridge and crashed into the water.

Mokuba shivered and breathed hard. His face was pressed into his brother's chest and he could smell Seto's detergent. He knew he was in for it. He shakily looked up at his older brother.

Seto didn't know what to do. The brother side of him wanted to hold his younger brother tightly and tell him that it would be all right. The businessman inside of him wanted to shout at him. The businessman won first.

"MOKUBA KAIBA! What do you think you're DOING? You could have gotten yourself KILLED!" Seto raged.

Mokuba flinched. He answered back, "I-I thought…it'd be the same as all the driving games…"

Seto looked at Mokuba. "Mokuba, those are VIDEO GAMES. This is REAL LIFE. Did you ever wonder what would happen if you-…" Seto couldn't get himself to finish. As he glanced down at Mokuba's face, his brotherly side took over. In a softer voice, he said, "Come on Mokuba. Let's just go home. I'll call Charlie to come over with another limo." Mokuba just nodded. Seto dialed Charlie's number then leaned back onto another car. All of a sudden, pain jolted down from his neck to his back. Seto flinched ever so slightly hoping Mokuba wouldn't notice.

Mokuba glanced down as he heard his brother talk to Charlie. He then watched as Seto leaned back onto another car and…flinched? Mokuba ran over to him.

"Seto! Are you okay? What's wrong?"

And as usual, his noncommittal brother replied, "Nothing."

Mokuba frowned but left Seto alone and waited for Charlie. He let his brother take a breather and when he saw Charlie, ran up to the older man.

"Charlie…Big Brother is hurt but he won't admit it. I think we might have to call the doctor…but can you do it so Seto won't figure it out?" Charlie bowed slightly,

"Of course, Mokuba. Now hurry on in."

As Seto saw Charlie, he nodded and slowly got up and sat in the limo next to his brother. Mokuba's eyes glazed as he realized it was his fault Seto was in pain like this. How could he be so stupid?

Seto seeing his baby brother's face was torn. He put an arm around Mokuba silently.

"It's not your fault, Mokie."

Feeling Seto put his arm around him, Mokuba only felt even more guilty if anything. Seto was going to be evern angrier when they got home and he saw the doctor waiting for him. Then he'd get the full force of Seto's fury. But right now, with Seto being so kind and understanding...it just made him feel worse.

And how could it not be his fault? He was the one who'd tried to drive the stupid limo anyway...

Seto peered down at his brother ever so slightly. A small worried frown appeared on his younger sibling's face as his eyes glazed. "Mokuba, listen to me." Seto commanded, "It's not your fault. We're going home and we'll be alright then." With a slight nod from Mokuba, Seto leaned back and fell asleep for the rest of the car trip. In a couple of minutes they were home. Seto pushed himself up when he spotted a car in the driveway. He arched his eyebrows and saw Mokuba and Charlie stiffen.

"...Was I supposed to be aware we had a...guest? Seto stared at Charlie's embarrased look and Mokuba's guilty stricken one. Seto glared at the pair of them.