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Christmas Killer
Chapter 2: Dinner Time
"We're having tortellini tonight. No complaining, okay?"
"Fine. You'll make me to tired to argue before we get home, anyways."
"Yea, yea. Whatever." Jou smiled, pulling Seto along by the hand as he walked out the door, grabbing his coat.
Seto could only shake his head and smile as he followed his energetic, blonde puppy to their car.
Malik watched Seto and Katsuya walk out of the office together. He was still signing papers furiously, muttering curses under his breath, calling Seto every name under the rainbow.
"Stupid sonova bitch and his stupid boyfriend and his stupid paperwork... Stupid newbies and their stupid medical forms!!"
Somewhere, a door opened, but Malik payed no mind to it.
"Sandrah?" Maybe she was back from whatever emergency happened with her dad.
He looked behind him when there was no response.
He turned to see if anyone was in his office.
"Oh, shit!"
He blacked out.
"Seto! Seto, set the table!"
Joey ran to the stove, stirring a pot of almost over- boiling pasta.
"Seto Kaiba, get in hee and set the table!"
Joey pulled down two plates and began ladling pasta onto them.
He saw the brunette rush past him, grabbing car keys from a hook on the wall.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Joey grabbed the back of his coat.
"The hospital."
"Why?"
"Malik."
"What happened to him?"
"He got attacked."
Joey set the ladle down on the counter and started walking ot the door.
"Then come on."
He stopped for a moment, before pulling a bowl out of the cabinet and grabbing a fork. He poured the pasta into the bowl and grabbed a fork.
"Let's go!"
"You and your stomach. It's a wonder you don't gain weight." Kaiba said, rolling his eyes and running out to a black ford Taurus.
"Yea, yea. It's like you and not eating. It's a wonder you're not dead. Or at the very lest hospitalized. Now let's go! We have more important things to worry about than my appetite and your anorexia!"
They drove to the Genera Hospital, Joey eating, Seto trying hard not to go to far above the speed limit.
The got to the hospital quickly enough, it was only five or six miles from where they lived.
"Hurry up!" Joey said, rushing inside the automatic doors, leaving the pasta in the car. Seto hurried after him, locking the car. The hospital lobby (Or waiting room) was white, totally white, with a white sign with black letters and red arrows, pointing in different directions, white tile floor, white upholstered furniture, a white- painted table laden with magazines, white lamps, and a white coffee dispenser, with white styrofoam cups and white napkins, a white jar with holes in the top of it for sugar, and a white jar with a white spoon for powdered creamer. The only thing that wasn't white was the silver flat- screen mounted on the wall, with CNN news playing on it. Jou marched up to a white counter, to a white uniformed nurse with brown hair, typing on a white Apple Mac.
"Hey, Anzu." He said. The nurse looked up, seeing her friend from high school.
"Jonouchi! I thought you'd be here!"
"Look, theres time enough for formalities later, okay? What room is he in?"
Anzu typed something into the computer, waiting for a moment as the machine whirred.
"You and Seto... er, Kaiba, are here to see Malik, right?" She asked, scrolling down with the mouse.
"Yes! What room is he in?" The blonde tapped the counter with a (white) pen, looking impatient. Seto paced behind him, staring intently at the floor.
"He's in room 105, first floor, in the ER room." Anzu said, looking up.
"Okay, thanks!" Jou started to walk up towards the sign to see where to go.
"Hold on, Jou! You can't go see him right now!" Anzu stepped out from behind the counter, walking over to the blonde.
"Why not!?"
"They're still trying to stabilize him, he can't have any visitors until two days from now, at the very least."
"What exactly happened to him?" Seto asked, walking up behind Jou to make sure that he didn't do anything stupid.
"He was assaulted in his office. In the precent. He's here now and not dead because one of the officers found him on the floor."
"He was assaulted!?!?" Jonouchi looked apprehensive. And why wouldn't he? Malik was one of his closest friends.
"Calm down, Jonouchi." Seto said, turning to Anzu.
"He was assaulted?"
"Yes." Tea nodded.
"In the precent?"
Another nod.
"In his office?"
"Yea. I remember hearing the doctors talk about it. I helped get him to his room when they got him here."
"You're absolutely sure about this?"
"Positive."
"What was he assaulted with?"
"It was a knife. A camping knife, like the one's you can get in the hunting and camping section of the Wal Mart."
Seto looked at Anzu, giving her the 'You had better not be lying ot me about this and if you are, I'll cut you into pieces and thoroughly enjoy it' look.
"Where was he stabbed?"
"Once in his leg, above his knee. They just barely grazed a vein, twice in the arm, and there was a deep slice in his side, to. There's also severe blunt trauma to the head." Anzu explained, looking worried.
Beside Seto, Jou paled.
"Come on." He said after a minute, taking hold of Jou's hand and leading him towards the door.
"Why? We have to stay here to make sure he's okay!"
Anzu followed them to the door, grabbing a sheet of paper from the desk along the way.
"And wait for forty- eight hours or more? He can't have visitors until the doctors get him stabilized, and Anzu that that it will probably take days."
"But--"
"Listen, we can't be of any use if we sit around here and wait until we can see him. What we need to do right now is go and see his office, and try to figure out who did it."
"But what if--"
"Seto's right, Jou. You both'll be of better use trying to find out who hurt Malik."
"But what if something happens to him?"
"Here," Anzu handed the blonde the paper she got, "It's a copy of all the machine readings, his pulse, his temperature, blood pressure, everything. I'll e-mail you a copy of this every day, so you can stay up-to-speed."
"Alright. Thanks." He said, taking that paper.
"Uhm... I can't understand any of this." He said, sheepishly.
"Don't worry, I can read it." Seto said, taking the paper,"Thanks, Anzu. This is really helpful."
"No problem, just don't tell anyone. We're required to keep copies of every patient's status but we're not supposed ot give them out to anyone who isn't family."
"We'll keep it a secret, don't worry." Jou said.
"Aright then, let's go on home for now." Seto said, turning towards the door.
"But we need to go to the precent! We need to see where he was stabbed!" Jou protested.
"It's a crime scene, Jou. An officer was assaulted. One of my officers, under my jurisdiction, was assaulted. I'll call the precent, and I'll make sure that everything's airtight. Nobody will get in or out, and nothing will be contaminated."
"Alright, then. Thanks, Anzu. It's nice of you to give us this information." Jou said, smiling.
"Okay then, let's go on back home."
"Alright then."
"See you guys later." Anzu waved.
She watched them leave, before walking back to the desk. She resumed typing on the computer before a polyphonic tune floated across the waiting room, sounding from her pocket. She pulled out a metallic blue phone, flipping open and lifting it to her ear.
"Yes?"
"Masaki?"
"Yessir, this is she."
"Is he there? In the ER?"
"They're stabilizing him right now. He won't be waking up for another three days, at the most."
"Without any intervention from the outside he will."
"Without any intervention from the outside, of course."
"And it's up to you to see that it doesn't happen."
"Of course."
"You'll find what you will need in your mailbox next Monday, the seventeenth. I trust you'll know how to use it?"
"Of course."
"Very good."
"Anything else, sir?"
"Yes, actually. Have they been by the hospital yet?"
"Naturally. He is their friend, after all."
"Hmph. The police captain and his little dog. Keep them on a leash, Masaki. Make sure that they don't find out any more than you tell them. Make sure that they're oblivious."
"And then dispose of them?"
"Naturally. I suppose you know how to, of course?"
"That's why I became a nurse."
"Hm. Very well then, Masaki. Remember what I need you to do, and make sure you do it. You'll get your reward as soon as you do."
"Yessir."
There was a click as the caller hung up, and another as Anzu shut her phone.
She grabbed a blue bag from underneath the counter and slung it over her shoulder. She clicked a button on the computer, printing out three pages of paper.
She punched out and then walked out of the doors, her face expressionless.
Seto and Jonouchi got home quick enough. Grabbing the bowl and fork from the dashboard where he left it, he walked in after Seto, moving slowly, almost mechanically, towards the kitchen. He put his dishes in the sink as he walked over to the stove. Seeing that the pasta had gotten cold, he turned the gas burner up to HIGH and sat down at the table, waiting for it to start boiling again. Seto walked up behind him, setting the paper down on the counter.
He pulled a chair up beside the blonde, moving an arm around his shoulders and pulling him into a hug.
"You gonna be okay?" He asked softly.
"Mm- Hmm..."
"I'm gonna call the precent, and make sure that everything gets set up the right way. We're gonna find out who did it, don't worry." He said, kissing his ear. Jou leaned into the hug, smiling a little.
"Thanks, Seto." He said, moving an arm around his waist. They stayed like that a little while, before Seto stood up and picked up the handset. He dialed the number for the precent, waiting impatiently for the phone to stop wringing.
Jou read the paper that Anzu gave him, trying to figure out what it all meant. He eventually gave up and took the paper to the computer, typing in the URL for Google.
"YOU SET UP A CLEAN- ROOM ENVIRONMENT NEAR THE CRIME SCENE AND DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!! I DON'T CARE IF THE D.A. IS THERE, I DON'T CARE IF MALIK'S SISTER IS THERE, NOBODY TOUCHES ANYTHING, OR THEY ANSWER DIRECTLY TO ME!" Seto yelled into the handset furiously. Jou peeked into the kitchen, seeing the pot on the stove over boiling.
"Ah! Seto, the stove! Turn off the stove!!" He yelled, running into the kitchen to turn it off.
Seto yelled into the phone a little longer, before slamming it back onto the charger and fuming.
"Thanks." Jou said, grabbing the ladle, "You hungry?" He asked, scooping pasta onto a plate, and the rest into tupperware.
"Yea. A little."
"Hm. 'A little' my ass. You're starving." Jou placed the plate in front of Seto and sat down beside him, leaning against his shoulder.
Seto only picked at his food, dissecting some of it, cutting other bits into little pieces.
He stopped about ten minutes later, standing up ot put the dishes in the sink.
"I'm going to go on to bed, and you should come to. It's eleven- oh- three." Seto walked to the bedroom, pulling off his button- down shirt and replacing it with a white T- Shirt with a Blue Eyes White Dragon on it (Mokuba had gotten it for him for his birthday last year) and replacing the slacks with a pair of sweat pants.
He turned off the lights and crawled under a white comforter and blue flannel sheets, laying his head down on a (fairly) fluffy pillow.
He heard lights switch off a few moments later, and footsteps after that. The door opened, and figure walked in, feeling around with it's hands for a drawer. A minute or to later, he felt Jou crawl into bed with him and curl up beside him, holding onto his shirt and resting his head on his shoulder. Seto smiled and propped a book in front of the digital clock on the bedside table before turning to wrap his arms around Jou's waist and falling asleep.
End ch.2
Yippie!! Another chapter!! With violence, suspense, and puppyshipping fluff(?)!
This chapter strayed slightly from the point of the story, but hey, it moved! The plot developed!! Suspense was created (I hope)!!
Sorry about the Malik abuse, I honestly hate writing it, and every time I do I always go to sleep afraid that angry fangirls (Or boys, maybe) will find out where I live and kill me as I sleep. -_-
Hope y'all enjoyed!!