Two Halves of a Whole – Chapter 4
The elite duelist entered, moving away from the doorway of the gameshop, his piercing cobalt eyes raking over every inch of Isaac's body, unimpressed, "Do you really think I'm going to take this seriously?"
"Um..Seto," the raven-haired female stuttered, "this is Isaac. I brought you here to meet him, and he's -"
"Do you take me for a fool?" Kaiba injected sharply. "I've seen the imposters before. I know there are people who imitate me. What makes me think that he is any different?" The sleek CEO turned on his heel and headed back towards the door. "If you really are that desperate to get me out of my office Mokuba, you can at least try asking. It doesn't hurt to talk once in a while."
"But..." Mokuba sighed. She cast her eyes downwards, looking at her feet. Boy shoes. It was true she wanted to hang out with her big brother. It was true she would try to get him to come out of his office. It was true she tried to keep him happy by pretending to still be a boy, but with boobs. But this one time, the one time she was doing something for someone else's sake, and not her own, she is shot down. She feels a failure.
Isaac turned his head to his newly found sister and caught the glint of a tear. Thinking quickly on his feet he looked back at the obviously frustrated CEO, "Why don't you take your shirt off then?"
Mokuba glanced up at Isaac. Kaiba stopped in his tracks. "Excuse me?" his voice chilled the air.
"I can guarantee you that you have a circular shaped scar on your stomach."
Kaiba looked over his shoulder right at Isaac. True, he was very much like him, in fact, identical. Usually the imposters failed to get every detail right; there was always something that gave them away. Isaac was different. He knew about the mark. For the longest time Kaiba was always told it was a birth mark, however it was only at a recent doctor's visit that it was revealed to him it was a scar. It was slightly ironic for he had went to the doctor's to see if he could get his 'birth mark' removed, yet the doctor merely told him it was already a scar, not a birth mark at all, so removing it would defeat the purpose. Imposters never knew about this information. Nobody knew about it except for him, Mokuba, and the doctor. Nobody. Mokuba wouldn't dare tell anybody, Kaiba knew that. Nobody knew.
"How would you know that? You don't have the proof."
"Unless you take off your shirt. Then I'll have proof."
Kaiba snorted. "I'm not taking my shirt off for anybody, good day."
"Ah, so you don't wish to disprove me?"
A growl. "I just don't want to take my shirt off, thanks."
"But you can't disprove me if you don't take off your shirt. To convince you further – "Isaac took off his tank top in one, swift motion and handed it to the flustered Yugi, "take a look at my scar."
"And what if I don't care to look? I have better things to do today."
"Gosh quit being so STUBBORN Seto!" Mokuba had snapped, frustrated, tears threatening to cascade down her olive complexion, "you NEVER consider other people's feelings and you think the world revolves around you! I know you are the CEO of your own company, but that doesn't give you the RIGHT to trample all over other people! Isaac came all the way out here from Canada not ONLY to live here but to also meet YOU because he's your fucking TWIN! GOSH!" Mokuba inhaled. Exhaled. Repeat.
Mokuba always seemed to touch Kaiba's weak spot. Even though the two had been through some rough times, Kaiba was eager to prove he still loved her, even if he was in denial. He couldn't turn away from this, he didn't want to further break an already weakening bond between his...sister. He turned, walked right up to Isaac, and looked down.
There it was, a somewhat circular shaped scar. It had some slight irregularities, however, it seemed to mimic his own well enough. Almost too perfectly. With the same shapes and lines...the details were so fine. Nobody could replicate that, nobody knew about it, not even Mokuba could. Kaiba brought his cold, shocked colbalt eyes to meet Isaac's warm sapphire ones. This could not be happening. It made too much sense. The scar. Isaac. The looks. Everything.
He couldn't have a twin. There could only be one Kaiba, and that was him, Seto Kaiba. There wasn't enough room in the world for two.
Much less, not room for an extremely flamboyant Kaiba. He certainly didn't want to be confused with the likes of Isaac.
"I want a DNA test," Kaiba fumed. "I want a DNA test and I want it done now."
"Is that going to involve a needle?" Isaac said as a nervous smile played at his lips.
"What do you think, a DNA test requires blood, figure it out." Kaiba whipped out his phone.
Isaac and Mokuba found themselves waiting in the waiting room of the family doctor's office. It took Kaiba no time at all to schedule an appointment, after all it was the private family doctor. Isaac sat nervously in his seat, fidgeting, unable to keep still.
"I know he's rough at first..." Mokuba started, "but you'll get to like him! He'll warm up to you...I hope."
Isaac nodded, "I'm not worried about him, I know it must be rough to meet someone who looks just like you proclaiming they are your twin." The nurse stepped into the room, "Isaac?" she called out. "Hey – " Isaac said speaking to Mokuba again, "can you...come back with me? I get a bit nervous around needles."
"Sure! But aren't you a bit old to be afraid of something like that?" Mokuba asked.
"Well..." Isaac said, nervously laughing, while standing up. His eyes became slightly shaded as he turned to walk back with Mokuba. There was something dark he was hiding.
"Hello Isaac! Alright, I'm just going to have you come back with me and I'm going to take a blood sample to give to the doctor. He's already received Mr. Kaiba's sample. If I can just have you sit here please," the Nurse pointed to a seat for Isaac to sit in, inside of a small room with the door closed. Isaac inhaled deeply.
He watched her as she prepared the cylinders, needles, the thingymajig...he stopped thinking. He couldn't think. His breath was catching short. His eyes were focused on only one thing – the needle in its packaging, ready to stab him. He shuddered. Mokuba patted Isaac's shoulder, "you'll be fine! It's really not that bad."
Isaac smiled. To Mokuba it wasn't that bad. To him...needles had a different story. Mokuba knew nothing, Isaac had a good reason for many of his problems.
The nurse came forward and sat down on a stool in front of him, "alright, give me your right arm please..." she said. Reluctantly, Isaac handed his forearm to her. He could feel his heart pounding inside his chest. "I can see you're a bit nervous! Its ok, it'll be over really quickly. And it'll only pinch, I promise. It'll help if you look away."
Isaac nodded. His mouth was frozen, as she was already unwrapping the needle. He hardly noticed that she had put the alcohol on his skin. What was she doing? He couldn't think, there was just the needle, his heart, breathing – and the needle. He could feel panic race in his mind. He squirmed in his seat away from the nurse and needle. "Isaac," Mokuba said, "look at me. Just look at me." Isaac turned his head. Yeah, Mokuba, he would look at Mokuba. "I'm right here with you, it'll be over soon."
He nodded, and smiled, looking at Mokuba, as Mokuba was telling him over and over to look at her. Mokuba thought it was silly that she had to consol a 20-something year old about a needle, but she did it anyways – until Isaac screamed. It was then she realized Isaac had one serious phobia.
Isaac and Mokuba found themselves back in the waiting room with Kaiba, awaiting the results. Isaac had a hand over the bandaid on his right arm, where the needle pierced him. He could still imagine the needle in him, the image penetrating his mind. He never actually saw the needle in the office pierce him, but he could imagine it perfectly well, coupled with the hideous sensation he felt. Tremors would rock him now and then.
Mokuba felt bad for judging him earlier. She felt that maybe it was a petty fear he had, something that by the end they could just laugh about and say, "see! That wasn't so hard!" But it turned out the opposite. Isaac broke down, freaked out. Mokuba had to hold his hand to get through what seemed an extremely long 30 seconds. But they made it through. A fear was one thing. A phobia was another. A really bad phobia. She held onto Isaac's hand.
Kaiba heard the scream resonate through the doctor's office. He was really hoping this man wasn't related to him, but had a sinking feeling in his gut.
The doctor stepped into the room. "Mr. Kaiba?" he called. Kaiba stood up and walked over to him. "I could already tell what the results were going to be before even doing this test," the doctor said smiling. "but Mr. Kaiba, Isaac is indeed, your long lost identical twin." The doctor turned to Isaac, "so that means you have a scar too on your stomach?" Isaac nodded. "Fascinating! I'd really like to see more about you just to see maybe some of the minor differences between the two of you...just for some genetic differences...really fascinating, I do lots of research in genetics and how genes express themselves..."
Kaiba sighed, pressing his hand to his forehead. A twin. Great. This was going to take some getting used to.