Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Tell ❯ And Hard Diamonds ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Disclaimer: Oh, forget this; I just wanna write... [dodges flying fruit from the people who *do* own Yu-gi-oh] Alright, alright! Yu-gi-oh not mine! Bleh, face my bad grammar of doom!

 

A/N: Yay, the last chapter! Man, I'm such a freak. I apparently posted the first chapter of this on August 18... [nervous grin] Well, anyhoo, yay, I like this chapter sooo much better than the last one ^^ ...Okay, that's just creepy. I've been using weird words for so long that `sooo' is actually in my custom dictionary thingy on my word processor O.O Again, anyway... Y'know, I've actually renamed every single chapter in this thing? This one, if you'd be kind enough to notice, kinda ties in with the last one... But I'm sure you don't want to listen to me babble! [dramatic music plays] Enjoy the last chapter of Don't Tell! [author proceeds to crack up]

 

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Chapter Six: And Hard Diamonds

 

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{Monday evening}

 

 

 

Time stood still.

 

"What?" Kaiba finally managed to ask, terrified. He pulled away from her so he could look at her face, hoping that, somehow, this was a joke. "No... You can't... You just can't want..."

 

"I know that you can't understand," she said quietly. "But... I do."

 

He winced, and turned half-way away. "I do understand," he replied, his voice betraying how hard it was to say.

 

"What?" she frowned. "But... you never..." She shuddered.

 

"No; that's where you're wrong," he said heavily. "I... You remember how I told you that I had a step dad? There's a reason I don't use his room..." His expression darkened as he tried not to think about those times.

 

Serenity was silent for a few minutes, letting it sink in. "I'm so sorry," she whispered. "I'm sorry if this... Makes you think about him. Does anyone else know?"

 

Kaiba shook his head. "No one knows the whole story, I guess," he admitted. "Mokuba knows the most, but he doesn't know everything that Gozaburo... used to do. And the doctors; I'm not sure exactly how much they looked into the matter, but they're probably next."

 

"Doctors?" Serenity asked, confused.

 

Wordlessly, he pulled up his left sleeve. Somehow, she'd never noticed it - though of course, she'd only seen him without a shirt on once - but there was an ugly scar across his wrist. She gasped.

 

"What...?" she asked weakly.

 

"I tried to do what you want to do," he said grimly. "About a year after the bastard died... I lost heart at the last moment, I guess, and didn't cut deep enough. Because Mokuba... Because Mokuba came in. I owe my life to that kid. I realize I was a fool now."

 

"You're trying to talk me out of it," Serenity said, sighing. "Please... Don't."

 

"I have to; can't you see that?" he demanded. "All I had was Mokuba, and I still realized that I couldn't give up, for his sake. But you have so many people that care about you. Your mother, Joey, Yugi and all his groupies... Me."

 

Those two letters... They sent her head spinning. Half of her didn't think she could go on; thought it would be so much easier to make it all go away. But she wasn't sure, when she knew how much it would hurt Seto... Not to mention everyone else... She didn't even realize that she was crying again at first, until Kaiba wrapped his arms around her.

 

"I love you," he whispered.

 

Something snapped. All her resolve; it flowed away. It would be hard to go on, but if it meant leaving this too... "I'm sorry," she said, into his shirt. "I can't... I won't..."

 

"Can't what?" he asked softly.

 

She looked up, and smiled at him through her tears. "I love you; I don't think I could... ever leave you."

 

Kaiba hugged her the whole time until the nurse came in to tell him to go.

 

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Kaiba stayed up late that evening, as usual. He stayed up under the pretense of working, but really he wasn't getting anything done. Something bothered him; irritated him. He couldn't place a finger on what was the matter, but... he was still worried.

 

`But she said she wouldn't,' he told himself firmly. `So there's no way...'

 

But there was. He knew it. One of the things that made him so anxious was that he didn't see how it could be possible for her to be so convinced one minute, then turn right around and never think about it again. When he tried to kill himself, the doctors had found out that it was attempted suicide from Mokuba; he was too worried not to tell, even when Kaiba asked him not to. Even though he tried to convince them that he wasn't going to do it again, they had still made him see a psychiatrist, just in case he had `second thoughts.' As much as he would never admit it, he was glad they had. He wasn't so sure now that he would have stuck to his word...

 

`It just isn't supposed to be this easy,' he thought in frustration. Maybe she genuinely thought she was better now, but there was always a chance...

 

And of course, there was that feeling... The reason he called Tea's that night wasn't just because he wanted to talk to Serenity. He had been feeling restless, for lack of a better word. And now he felt like that again. He strongly suspected it was just paranoia, but whatever it was he didn't like it.

 

Finally he gave in and picked up the phone. When he called the hospital and told them that he wanted to speak to one of the patients, however, they told him to call back in the morning. He put the phone down again, feeling distinctly annoyed.

 

He shot an angry look at the paperwork waiting on his desk. He really needed to get it all finished by tomorrow, and it would take a large chunk of his time to drive over there... Not to mention it would make him look like a fool if he was wrong.

 

Finally he sat back down and tried to do some of it. After all, practically all he had to go on was a stupid feeling. Given, there was a chance that she might still be in danger, but it wouldn't make sense for her to try so soon after she said she wouldn't. She had really seemed to mean it. `And plus,' he thought reasonably, `it's not like I could actually get to her. If they wouldn't let me talk to her over the phone then it's not likely they'd let me in to see her.'

 

And still he couldn't concentrate. The feeling continued, nagging in the back of his head like a persistent headache. It didn't seem to care whether or not Kaiba had himself convinced that everything was going to be fine... Or did he? The best thing she had been able to give him, he couldn't help but think, was something that contained an `I don't think...' Not that he didn't trust her. In most circumstances, he would have trusted her completely. He would trust her with his life, certainly. But the question was, would he trust her with her own...

 

Fifteen minutes went by. He started pacing again, thinking that with every second that passed... `Damn it!' he thought. `I should have told somebody, even if it did mean that she would have a harder time trusting me... To hell with it!' He abruptly stopped pacing, grabbed his coat, and started downstairs.

 

Mokuba looked up, startled, as his brother went by the living room. "I'm going out for a while," Kaiba said.

 

"Okay," Mokuba said skeptically. His brother never went out this late... He shrugged it off. If there was an emergency he would have said, the young boy decided as he heard Kaiba's car start up. The video game called...

 

The whole way to the hospital, Kaiba kept having to remind himself not to be so tense. When he got there he walked down the halls with perhaps more speed than was called for, taking care not to let the woman at the front desk notice him in case she tried to stop him.

 

Serenity's nurse was another matter. He couldn't get past her, because she was standing right outside in the hall. When he saw her he frowned, as did she.

 

"What are you doing here?" he demanded.

 

"I could ask you the same thing," she said, examining him closely. "It's well passed visiting hours, you know."

 

"I know," he said curtly. "I asked first though."

 

She glowered at him, which he defiantly did not like. "Well," she said testily, "my patient asked to be alone for a minute, right after she took her medication for the evening." He could have sworn he heard her mutter, "As if it's any of you business..."

 

His frown deepened. "*Right* after she took her medication?" he demanded. "Then... Where is it?"

 

She blinked. "Oh, um... Well, I guess I left it in there," she admitted. "But I really don't see why-"

 

"All right," he said firmly. "Let me in."

 

"No!" she said angrily. "Look, who ever you are... It's passed visiting hours!"

 

"I don't actually give a shit," he commented, taking a step forward.

 

She downright glared this time. "I could call security, you know," she said, brandishing a walky-talky type thing at him. "Why are you so interested in seeing her, anyway?"

 

He hesitated. He could tell her, of course, but that would mean breaking his promise to Serenity... He would have to, if he wanted to get in. "All right, fine," he said tensely. "Serenity... She told me..." He took a deep breath, trying to calm down enough to get a sentence out. `Every second I waste...' "I'm her boyfriend. And she told me that... She has thought about killing herself."

 

"What?" the nurse gasped, horrified. "Why didn't you tell anyone?!"

 

"She made me promise not to," he said, realizing just how feeble that seemed. "She said she wouldn't, but... Look, if you left that medicine in there..."

 

"Oh..." All the color drained out of the nurse's face, and she spun around and opened the door. What Kaiba saw there made his heart stop.

 

Serenity was standing beside her bed, facing the door and crying freely. She held a bottle in one hand, and in the other there was a heap of little white pills. She was staring at them, but when the door opened she looked up, shocked. Her eyes widened further when she saw Kaiba.

 

"Don't," he said, just loud enough for her to hear. He didn't seem to be able to move...

 

While she was still frozen in surprise, the nurse rushed forward and knocked the pills out of Serenity's hand. The little white things scattered everywhere. Serenity stared at them numbly, but made no move to pick them up. As the nurse called security, she slowly sunk to her knees among them; she made no sound, but Kaiba could see that she was still crying. He finally forced himself to move and went over to her, the medicine crunching underneath his feet.

 

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{Five months later}

 

A few weeks later, Serenity was released from the hospital. He mother cried, and it was all very cheesy. She still had to go in for check-ups on how the ribs were healing, and she had to see a physiatrist. A few months later, however, she was declared all healed - physically and mentally.

 

About five months from the night she was raped, she turned seventeen (I know, I know; I probably have her age all wrong, but oh well.). She had her friends over for a huge party, and that evening they all went out to do some shopping with the birthday money from assorted relatives - or so her mother thought. Actually, Mai drove her over to Kaiba's.

 

"Remember, be safe!" she said, overly-innocent.

 

"Mai!" Serenity said, rolling her eyes. "You're twisted..."

 

"Bu-bye!" she snickered, driving off. Serenity sighed a little, walking up to the house. She really needed to tell her mom she had a boyfriend; that was why Kaiba hadn't been at the party. It wasn't that she was particularly worried; she just hadn't gotten around to it. But at the moment she didn't care too much. She had great friends, she was seventeen, and most importantly, she had a wonderful boyfriend...

 

The fact of that matter was, she hardly ever thought about the rape, or what she had almost done, these days. Perhaps the same thing had happened to her that Kaiba has said happened to him. Just seeing him there, that day in the hospital room, seemed to snap her back to reality, far more that his lecture had. Though of course, she had a sneaking suspicion that Tea's friendship talks (which bored her to tears) probably made her recovery more difficult, but still... She smirked a little at the thought. Tea was a great friend sometimes, but other times she drove everyone insane...

 

She stopped thinking about all this, however, as she got to the house. Since they were expecting her, she walked right in, and what she saw made her double over in laughter.

 

Kaiba had evidentially tripped on the stairs, but he still somehow had hold of Mokuba's ankle. Mokuba had hold of the railing with one hand and was trying to pull free, and with the other hand he was holding a little box just out of reach (Kaiba was trying to grab it with the hand that wasn't holding his younger brother's ankle.).

 

"Give it here!" Kaiba groaned.

 

"Never!" Mokuba declared, laughing evilly. Then he saw Serenity, and grinned hugely. "But, on second thought, here," he said, and dropped the box right into Kaiba's hand. Kaiba was so shocked that he let go of Mokuba's ankle, and the boy ran the rest of the way up the stairs, laughing his head off. "HiSerenityIhavetohidenow!" floated back to them.

 

Kaiba frowned, standing gingerly and brushing himself off. "What in the world..." he started, but stopped abruptly when he turned around.

 

Serenity snickered. "Hi," she commented.

 

"Hi," he replied, casually putting the box in one of his pockets. "Um, sorry about that..."

 

"Okay, it's okay," she said, amused. "Are you *sure* you're as old as you claim you are, though?" When he groaned, she added, "Hey, don't complain. There are plenty of other things I could be teasing you about right now, you know."

 

"Like what?" he demanded.

 

"Well... the view; it was nice..."

 

"You just say this sort of thing to spin me up, don't you?" he asked seriously.

 

"Maybe," she replied mischievously.

 

Later that evening, when Mokuba went to bed, they were in the living room talking. Well, actually, they had stopped talking a long time ago and Serenity was curled up in Kaiba's arms on the couch. She might have dozed off long ago, but she stayed awake because she was curious about something; he seemed awfully tense...

 

"Serenity?" he asked finally.

 

"Got up enough courage to ask me what you've been thinking about for the passed, oh, half hour at last?" she asked.

 

He blinked. "Well, I... You know me too well," he admitted, grinning a little in spite of being nervous.

 

"Thank you," she laughed. "So?"

 

"Well, um..." He shifted slightly, suddenly feeling really anxious. "You see, the thing is... I don't know if this is legal or not... I mean, you're only seventeen... But, um, well... Gah..." He fished around in his coat pockets, and handed her a box - the same one Mokuba had been taunting him with when she came in.

 

"What's this?" she asked, confused. Inside the box there was an incredibly expensive-looking ring.

 

"Your birthday present. Serenity... Will you marry me?" He held his breath.

 

There was a moment of silence. A very *long* moment.

 

She abruptly rolled over, and kissed him. "Of course," she said finally, out of breath and not sure whether she was going to laugh or cry. "Of course!"

 

Suddenly, the over head light flickered on. Mokuba, in his pajamas, glanced at them. "Get a room," he snickered, heading to the kitchen.

 

The couple stared at him as he went. Suddenly, Serenity smirked. "You know," she said slowly, "that doesn't sound like such a bad idea..."

 

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A/N: Hah, I've finally reposted it all! FINALLY! ... ... ... ... ... Waaa! It was horrible! It sucked! I have no self-esteem!

 

Okay, I had to get all that out of my system. Seriously though, I'm really amazed that so many peeps like this thing. To everyone who reviewed, especially the returning reviewers, a great big soppy thank you! It's nice to know at least a few people didn't run screaming as soon as they saw this thing... Y'know, like me... [hands these people cookies] Now, please, I'm begging you on hands and knees (hey, that rhymed! Scary...), pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaase, review! Reviewreviewreviewreviewreview! [hyperventilating...] Reviewreviewreviewreviewreviewreviewreviewreviewreviewreview! [hyperventilates so much that she faints and dies]

 

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