Sorry it's late and short but it's a chapter none the less! Depending on what happens with my schedule in school I might have a study everyday or I might be taking another class. If I stick with the study more chapters will be posted faster. If not then chapters may be short (like this one) or take a long time to post. I like this story though so I'll see what happens.

I had been waiting for this call since he left but now I wish I hadn't let him leave.

"Yes hello I'm looking for a Mr. Yami?"

"Speaking"

"It's about a Mr. Yugi Mouto; could you please come down to the hospital?"

Panic.

Shear bloody panic was what went through my mind when I got the call. Nothing more was said, nothing needed to be.

I nodded to myself and hung up before throwing on a jacket and grabbing my keys to my motorcycle.

I didn't write a note, I did talk to anyone to say where I was going but I think no one would dare stop me right now.

"Yami!" I was wrong

I turned and glared at my cousin Seto as he walked in front of my path.

"Where the hell are you going? The club opens in less than an hour!"

"I need to go to the hospital"

"Why?"

"He needs me, I can't leave him there, he needs me"

"Who? That slut from last night?"

That did it.

Push

Grab

Pin to wall

Struggle

Slam into wall

"Don't you EVER say that about him again!" I roared as I held Seto by the collar of his shirt up against the wall.

"Why shouldn't I? That all he was supposed to be, right? Don't tell me you actually like him? Or did you two just finish and you are still emotional?"

My anger soared to levels I didn't even know were possible.

Slam!

"He is more than just a one night stand!"
"Why! What makes him so special! Why does he matter when all the rest haven't?"

"I don't know! Okay? I don't fucking know!"

"Then why bother! You don't know a thing about him"

"Because I'm confused!"

"What the fuck is so confusing? You slept with him and now you will never see him again. Its not that hard"

"No about what happened! About why I cant stop thinking about him. About the fact that the hospital called me, not his family, to tell me he was in the hospital. About the fact that I get angry whenever I think about his lover, about the scars all over his body, about everything! And I'll be damned if I let you stop me!"
I punched him hard in the stomach and as soon as he was on the floor I fled to the doors and to my motorcycle.