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The next day everyone heard about Yukiko's stunt. Mrs. Taylor lost her head when finding out the price it would cost to cover the damages on her car. "If anyone knows who did this, tell me. They must be punished." She announced to the kids during their free time. Yukiko sat on the couch reading a book. Scanning through the words, she gave little to no attention to what was said. Suddenly, she found her book lifting out of her hands, accompanied by the words,"Did you hear me?" she looked up to make eye contact with the warden. "Well? Answer me." her angered voice continued on. Yukiko mumbled lowly to her so only she may hear,"Excuse me but I'm trying not too." Her statement earning her a glare. "If I find out you're responsible for this Yukiko I'm sending you to juveniel prison." The woman retorted angrily. Yukiko stood quiet and shrugged reaching up for her book. Right before she was able to reach it the warden tossed it toward the floor,"Pick it up." She said walking away. Then you wonder why people don't like your fat self.Yukiko thought frowning as she got up from the couch, grabbing her book.
Mildly annoyed she walked out the game room and wandered about the halls. Noticing Hojo running down holding a broken toy,"Mrs. Taylor, Mrs. Taylor someone broke my toy!" He whined near tears. Her lips curved up into a devilish smirk,"Thanks...I needed that." she murmured to herself with a light chuckle. "Later than I expected him to complain but good enough." She shrugged walking away.
On her walk down the hall she noticed little Mokuba walking by himself. Don't notice me, don't notice me. She thought trying to avoid him, acting like she didn't see him. Mokuba looked at her, he ran up and hugged her, gripping onto her waist. Yukiko frowned, now there's no avoiding. She mentally said, sighing. She blankly looked down at him. "...Hey.." he said muffled catching her eyes on him. She waited for him to give her more of a response but when none came she couldn't stop the concerned look that over took her face. Looking around she tried to see if she could spot his brother but got nothing. That's weird. He never leaves him alone.
Yukiko pressed her lips together as if she wanted to say something to him but couldn't formulate the right words. Mokuba busied himself with burying his face in her abdomen, holding back tears. She tapped the top of his head making him look up at her, raising an eyebrow at him she mentally asked "what's wrong?" "...I...I can't...can't find...Seto." he whimpered out to her, his bottom lip quivering as his eyes watered. She groaned a bit then shook her head and sighed. I can't believe I'm falling for this, she thought a bit annoyed. She gestured her head to the side, telling him to follow her. Grabbing on to her hand little Mokuba followed her. Her cheeks lightly reddened as a small amount of embarrassment flushed over her, unsure as to why. She walked down the hall with him in search of Seto, hunting through the usual places he would be. He whined softly, scared he wasn't going to see his older brother again. She sighed staring at him in his state of panic. Stopping, she stood in front of him and took hold of his shoulders, getting down on her knees. She looked deeply into his eyes, she searched for a way to calm him. Exhaling, she did the only thing she could think of doing, speaking in a soft voice she said,"Everything is going to be all right." With that she hugged him. His eyes widened just a bit before he found comfort in the hug.
Soon, after the hug broke they went back on the pursuit of finding Seto. Mokuba tried to ignore the silence between them but now knowing she can talk he wanted conversation.
"You can talk." He commented, glancing over at her.
She nodded softly.
"If you could why did you just stay silent?"
She shrugged. He frowned, half expecting an answer from her.
"Sooo...How long have you been here?"
She looked away, then pointed at the kitchen, ignoring his question. "Hm?" He looked over, letting go of her hand he smiled and ran to the kitchen. Immediately jumping on Seto, who inattentively swept the floor. The two brothers fell on the floor,"Seto, where were you? You had me so worried, I thought I was never going to see you again!" Mokuba tightly held his older brother. Yukiko watched silently, crossing her arms, her defensiveness being unnoticed. Her eyes dulling over, well this field trip is over, she thought almost walking away from them until she took a good look at the elder of the boys. His eyes held less of a light, he looked tired, and a bit hungry. Growing angry she walked away, leaving the orphanage.
"Seto, where were you?" Mokuba said again after hugging him to death. Seto sighed softly,"Doing chores all over this dump..." He frowned,"...I was pulled out of bed early this morning." Mokuba blinked,"W-Why?" Seto yawned,"It's my punishment...I'm tired." Finding it absurd that he had to wake up at 5am just to do the same dishes he did the night prior. 'It built up scum while you were sleeping.' The reason so stupid it bothered Seto that she used that against him. "Hey, Seto. Why don't you nap for a bit? I'll keep watch for anyone and wake you if you're being called." Mokuba offered. Seto shook his head but smiled lightly at him,"Thanks bro, but it's alright." Mokuba smiled seeing Seto's smile,"Okay." He chuckled.
She sat by the river's edge looking down at her reflection,"Why do you care?" She muttered lowly, bitterly. "Thier stupid." She mused on looking away,"Stupid...they're all stupid..." Sighing heavily, she grabbed on to her chest. That pain, that seething aching pain that bothered her so sunk in even more. Her teeth grinding against each other,"Stupid..all of them..." Those seem to be the only words she could say, it all irritated her. She didn't need to wonder why it bothered her so much, she already knew. Still, she wished it didn't. The past wasn't in the past and she needed to stay in her present. The future in her eyes didn't hold much for her, or at least that's what she had been told. You'll never amount to anything. Anything... Letting out a low pained growl she buried her head in her hands, closing her eyes. Gently, she hummed to herself. A soft lullaby, one she had remembered hearing but forgot who sung it to her. Maybe, she just heard it from a mother passing by through the park with her child one day. Maybe...
Slowly she calmed herself down, breathing slightly audible, cheeks reddened she laid on the verge of tears. Using all her strength she pushed the urge back, there's no need for that...no need. She thought. Her eyes wandered back to the water, seeing her reflection once again. It's lips moving subtly almost seeming as if it were speaking,"They're stupid." It murmured, her own voice audible in her ears yet didn't feel as she had said it herself. She grimaced,"You're stupid..." She replied to it her voice trailing off. Her lips twitching as she shook her head in disgust,"I hate you..." A shaken voice had left her mouth. She growled, angrily slapping the water and running off.
By night fall the brother saw no sign of the girl, altogether nearly forgetting her existence. Seto busy with the night's chores and Mokuba busy following Seto around. It wasn't until the dinner bell rang when the missing body went accounted for. "That girl..." Mrs. Taylor snarled out,"Where could she be?" She had search the entire building but hadn't found her. She made back to the dinning room, walking toward Seto, who was setting plates down for the other's,"Well Seto, looks like I have another job for you." He groaned softly, desperately wanting a break. He sighed looking at her,"Yes?" "Find Yukiko. Then you may take a break." She replied. Seto's eye brows drew together,"Why?" He asked, feeling it wasn't his responsibility to find a child THEY should have been watching. "Because I said so now go!" Her voice rose, she pointed to the door. Seto stood in place trying to stand a ground he knew he wouldn't win. She narrowed her eyes at him, glaring daggers at him,"You can either walk outside by yourself or I can force you out. Take your pick." He grumbled taking his leave. "Don't come back until she is with you." She ordered. Mokuba tried running after him just to be stopped by Mrs. Taylor's arm,"He goes alone. Sit. Now."
"Ugh, where am I suppose to look? How am I suppose to know where some girl runs off to!" He mused loudly to himself, clearly pissed off. Fatigue and hunger getting to him. He walked out of the gates of the orphanage, looking around,"It's getting dark. Maybe she's on her way back or something." He pondered, slowly making his way down the street. He listened to the sound of his footsteps waiting to hear another pair but when none came he found himself growing worried. Looking up at the street lights he noticed they had been turned on. They sky wrapped in twilight, he sighed again venturing further away from the orphanage.
It wasn't until he reached the highway when he heard a soft pair a footsteps, almost happily he looked to see who it was. To his misfortune not who he was looking for, he walked over the highway, staring down at the river the streamed under it. "Hey kid." He heard a deep voice coming from a couple of feet away. Glancing over he could see a homeless man coming at him,"What are you doing here kid?" Seto froze for a moment before running away. "Kid! Hey KID!" He yelled, shaking his change filled cup. "What's his issue?" The homeless muttered to himself. "He's a wuss." A smaller voice came from behind him. He turned to see a girl,"Hello." She nodded at him, still staring off in the direction Seto ran off in,"I better go fetch him." She sighed loudly,"The fat one must have sent him out. I'm not a baby." She frowned, leaving to get him. "Bye." The man shrugged, scratching his head and walking off,"Somebody care to help a poor homeless fellow, please?" He begged.
Seto ran for his life, his heart racing faster than ever as he tried to find a safe place. He looked around but so far found nothing. Panting, he kept running until he felt a burning pain in his chest, please...please... he thought, begging the man didn't follow him. He turned a corner before stopping altogether, he leaned against the wall of a building. He panted hard, holding on to his chest,"Jeez,.."Pant,"what.."Pant,"was that..."Pant,"about." He tried to catch his breath,"Why..did it have to be me?" He groaned. Suddenly, he felt a hard jerk on his arm,"Well what do we have here?" There was a dark chuckle. He looked up, his eyes widening, as he found it hard to say a thing.