Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Deadly Duel ❯ Chapter 19

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Chapter 19


The same time that day, back in lower Domino, Yugi's friends had decided to go and visit Grandpa. They found him in the game shop, tangled in tinsel.


"What are you doing?" Tea asked as she Tristan untangled the man.


"Well I thought about putting up some decorations in the shop," Grandpa said, "Guess the tinsel got the better of me."


"We can tell," Joey said.


"I have some more things in the house," Grandpa said, "Could you guys help me with it?"


"Sure," Joey answered for everyone. They followed Grandpa into the house where a box of stuff sat on the floor.


***


After about ten minutes, they were carrying some of it into the shop. Bad timing on their part, since everyone had their hands full, the phone rang in the house.


"Could one of you get that?" Grandpa asked.


"I will," Joey, said, who conveniently didn't have as much stuff in his hands. He set whatever he did have down and ran into the house. "Motuoh residence, Joey speaking." His listened from the receiver, hearing a very frantic but familiar voice on the other end. "Whoa, whoa, slow down. You're not making any sense."


Grandpa and the others came in, just in time to hear Joey yell, "You've got to be kidding me!"


"Who is it Joey?" Grandpa asked.


"Yes," Joey said, slightly ignoring Grandpa for the moment. He found a pen and paper wrote something down. "Yeah, I'll them." He hung up the receiver and looked at the others, grim faced.


"What is it Joey?" Tea asked, not liking the look on her friends face.


"That was Yugi's mom," Joey answered. "It sounds a little weird, but it's true."


"What is Joey?" Tristan asked. "Spit it out already."


"Yugi got attacked by a mountain lion," Joey answered, his voice was serious.


"Are you serious Joey?" Grandpa asked, almost too stunned to speak.


Joey nodded, "That was all she told me, but she gave me the address of the hospital they're at." He handed the piece of paper to Grandpa.


"But they're over three hours away from here," Tea said.


"I could head there now," Tristan offered. "Just let me zip home, pack some stuff, and I'll blast over there on my bike."


"It's the quickest way for one of us to get there," Grandpa agreed. "Go ahead then Tristan." He hand Tristan copy down the address, and the older teen left.


"Now how are we supposed to get there?" Joey asked.


"None of us can drive yet," Tea said, "And a taxi would by way too expensive."


"That isn't exactly true," Bakura said.


"What do you mean?" Joey asked.


"I just got my license a few months ago," Bakura answered, a little ashamed that he hadn't mentioned in earlier. "I could drive, if my dad doesn't mind loaning us his car."


"Why didn't you say something sooner?" Joey yelled.


"Stop yelling at him," Tea snapped. "At least he can."


"You kids go home and get permission from your parents if you can come. And if Bakura can get his father's care, we'll go. But if he can't, we'll have to think of something else."


They all nodded and the three teens left the shop.


***


Tristan, after half an hour, was zooming along the blacktop of the freeway.


(Next time I go to a gas station,) he thought, (I'll make sure to bring more than just five bucks to fill up my tank.) That amount of money hadn't even filled up the gas tank of his motorcycle halfway, so he had to go home and find his gas card to finish filling it up.


As he went just over seventy on the highway, he thought about how the others might get to where he was heading. (Oh well,) he thought. (They'll get there somehow, even if it does cost them a pretty penny.)


On his bike, and going at that speed, he made it to where he need to be in just over two hours, but it took him another twenty minutes to find the hospital. "Next time," Tristan said as he got off his bike and took off his helmet, "if I have the time, I'm bringing a road map.


His helmet under on arm, he headed into the building. He wasn't very sure where Yugi's parents would be, and he doubted they were expecting of them to be there by now.


(Looks like I have to find them on my own,) Tristan thought. He had no clue where anything was in this place, unlike the one back home he knew like the back of his hand, since Yugi had been there for so long in the first place.


As he walked around, keeping an eye out for Yugi's parents, several people eyeing him suspiciously. (What are you bozos staring at?) Tristan thought to himself, rather annoyed.


When he felt like he had searched the bottom floor enough, he found the elevators. As he waited for one of them to become available, he kept himself from pacing in circles by tapping his heel on the floor, but that was just as enough to show that he was impatient. When one door finally opened, one person was occupying it, and it was someone he recognized.


"Mrs. Motuoh," Tristan said.


Anna looked up as she exited the elevator. "Oh, wait I remember you, you're Tristan right?"


Tristan nodded as he approached the woman. "What's going on? What happened?"


Anna sighed and explained what happened. By the time she was finished, Tristan felt too stunned to move.


"He's still in surgery," Anna added. "They have to completely reconstruct his rib cage. And that's only one thing he has to go through. His knee was so badly dislocated that it has to be surgically repaired too."


"Ouch," Tristan flinched. "Man, this going to be one lousy Christmas."


Anna nodded and rubbed her head. "I need some aspirin, it's why I came down here in the first place, so I could get some at the pharmacy."


"I've got some in a pack on my bike," Tristan offered. "I've got some water too."


Anna smiled, "Thanks."


They both went outside and Tristan rummaged through his bike pack to find the aspirin.


Anna had just finished when someone in a white char pulled up next to them.


"Anna," Grandpa stuck his head out the window of the car.


"Huh?" Tristan asked. "Who's driving that thing?"


"Bakura," Joey said as he rolled down his window, he and Tea were sitting in the back seats.


"Oh really," Tristan said. He could see Bakura now. "Did he drive on the right side of the road?"


"Not funny," Bakura replied as the cars other occupants began to laugh. "But there was some idiot driving on the wrong side of the freeway on our way here. He almost hit me!"


"I'm glad I wasn't in the car," Tristan said. "Hurry up and go park."


"Yeah, yeah," Bakura muttered and went to go and park.


Tristan and Anna waited for them by the door, and they all went in together. Anna led them back to the elevators and took them up to the third floor where they had been waiting.


Mick looked up when they arrived, and asked his wife, "I thought you had left by yourself?"


"I ran into Tristan downstairs," Anna, answered, "Then the rest of them showed up."


"Any word?" Grandpa asked.


Mick shook his head, "Nothing."


"They've been in there for almost two hours though," Anna said.


"They'll be in there as long as they need to," Grandpa said. "I know waiting isn't the easy part, we all do."


They waited for another half an hour before a nurse from the operating room said that the surgery was just over half done.


"Half?" Mick asked exasperated after the nurse left. "Only half?"


"Is this the third of four time he's gotten his ribs broken?" Joey asked.


"I lost count," Grandpa answered. "One minute he seems like he's healing fine, then next he's in the hospital with something else broken or what have you."


"No kidding," Tea mumbled, remembering the day she had gone to the hospital and being told that Yugi had almost died during the night.


"Does this mean we have to wait another two and a half hours?" Tristan asked.


"Don't be surprised," Bakura answered.


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Author's Note: Another chapter done, enjoy.