Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Enemy Mine(Seto/Yugi) ❯ ...No... ( Chapter 5 )

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Enemy Mine

 

Chapter Five

 

…No…

 

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~“No problem Mr Kaiba, have a pleasant night,” he said and watched the boy leave calling out as he reached the outer doors.

“And don't over do it Mr Kaiba!”~

 

Staring at the computer screen before him Seto took in the innocent roundness of his brother and his lovers faces. How was he going to be able to tell them…tell them he would be gone in only a few months, late spring, early summer. He remembered when he had found out, alone, in the impersonal, clean office of Dr Orihime.

 

-Flash Back-

 

“Mr Kaiba,” the blond doctor said from behind his large, mahogany desk as Seto sat on the opposite side, in a large, overstuffed grey couch. He'd been in twice in the last week, he was dieing, he knew but he waited, his face stoic, his eyes blank.

“I'm sorry Mr…” his doctor sighed “Seto, you will need to get your affairs in order, there's nothing we can do for you.”

“You're sure? I'll take as much as I can,” Seto said with a slight tremor, he was dieing…the leukaemia was going to kill him just as it had his mother and sister.

“I'm sorry,” his doctor repeated.

 

-End Flash Back-

 

Bitting his bottom lip he frowned as his phone, the one on his desk, a desk that was clean and orderly.

Answering he barked his name.

“Hi Seto, it's me,” Yugi said, that bright cheerful voice bringing a sting of tears to his eyes.

“What is it Yugi?” he demanded, deciding it was better if Yugi hated him or at the very least didn't want to see him anymore…to save him the pain he wouldn't be able to save his brother from.

There was a brief silence before Yugi spoke his voice hesitant “I was wondering if we were still on for tonight?

“…”

“You don't remember,” Yugi said with forced humour, he knew he'd hurt the younger, smaller boy, “We were meant to be going to the movies with Joey and the gang and Mokuba,”

“Look, I can't make it,” Seto snapped, the words like acid on his tongue, “I have a company to run,” he said before hanging up. Pain throbbed through his chest. He wasn't ready. He didn't want to die yet, not with everything so perfect.

Mokuba was happy; he had a good `stable' life.

Yugi was…Yugi and Seto…he was dieing.

-Two Weeks Later-

Yugi sighed, staring blankly at the table as Yami hovered, a worried crease on his brow. Seto. He'd been cold, distant, telling them he was too busy to be with them. He'd missed an inter week of classes, Kaiba Corp was doing mass clean out, new inventions to be sold, old one's re-vamped. And Mokuba had called him, Yugi, twice in the last week telling him Seto was acting odd. His brother was scaring him.

“Yugi?” a shy voice called from across the table but Yugi was too distracted, lost in thought to notice Ryou.

“Yugi what's wrong?” the voice asked again this time getting the duellists attention.

“Yugi?”
”It's…”he paused, he had been about to say `nothing' but he knew better, it would only make the others worry and frankly he need help.

“Seto's acting odd…cold,” Yugi said his pain and confusion in his voice, his eyes.

“Oh?” Ryou asked.

`”Like he used to but…Mokuba-Seto's little brother- is really worried. Something's wrong,” Yugi sighed as he met Ryou's brown eyes.

“Any idea what?”

“Not a clue,”

“'Bout what?” Joey asked as he scooted in beside his best friend; the little guy looked tried, his eyes filled with worry and sadness as they looked up at him. Large and vaguely feminine, his glossy hair sticking up all around his head.

“Seto's acting off,” Ryou answered for Yugi, “And Yug has no clue what's wrong with his boyfriend.

 

“Are you sure Mr Kaiba?” the brunette lawyer asked, Mr Wright, was a cautious man and didn't want to set the multi-billionaire off. To be honest the teen scared the shit out of him, though he'd never admit it to any one, his blue eyes intense and cold.

“Positive,” Seto said staring at the man, “Mokuba and Yugi will co-inherit, co-own Kaiba Corporation,” he said steal in his voice.

“Alright sir,” the lawyer said before signing the document, a witness to client decisions.

After the man left with a copy of the will Seto turned, staring out the window, he was so far up that the people below appeared as little more than ants. He was going to have to tell Mokuba, his brother was scared enough.

His little brother, his 13 year old baby would soon have no living relative, no living blood relative left after summer.

Only Yugi.

His phone rang, glancing at the thing he frowned and hit for the speaker, “Kaiba,” he said and his voice sounded odd…defeated.

“Sir there's a … young man here to see you,” his receptionist said, her voice brisk and slightly confused,

“Send him in,”

The far door opened and his heart stopped.

Yugi.

His beautiful eyes clouded, filled with a worried determination, his lips pressed into a thin line, his thin shoulders thrown back stubbornly.

“Mouto,” Seto sneered or tried to, his heart win his eyes though hidden by a thin sheen of ice.

“Kaiba,” Yugi mocked though his eyes tightened.

Seto had to make his hands into fists to stop himself from grabbing the boy, pulling him close and kissing him senseless. To stop himself from breaking. Why now? He wanted to damn the fates, the one he didn't believe in for taking him form his Yugi.

“Why are you here?”

“Because,”
Raising an eyebrow Seto waited for his lover to continue.

“I want to know what's going on with you!” Yugi snarled, not something he did often, if ever as he moved to stand over his love, who was still taller than he was sitting.

“I've been busy,”

“And I don't believe you,” Yugi said crossing his arms over his tiny chest. “If you don't want us to be together, fine…but don't play with me like this,” the smaller man said his voice catching.

“Yugi,” Seto said his voice tight.

“No, Seto, you can't go from saying you hate the nights we're apart to acting as if I don't exist or like I'm a huge burden!”

And for the first time since they'd begun dating they fought, their voices rising as workers paused outside the CEOs office. Yugi's eyes burned with an inner passion, his small, rounded face flushed with anger as he demanded to know why Seto was acting the way his was. For Seto's part his voice was icy, his eyes cold as he snapped out his answered, which were vague and untrue.

He'd been busy…setting up for his passing.

Acting cold…to push the boy away.

Non of these things he admitted and the more he lied the more his chest constricted and the angrier and more upset his love became. He wanted to apologise, something he didn't do…as a rule, he wanted to hold Yugi close and wish the world away but he couldn't. To realistic, to controlled, Seto had longs since stoped wishing for things he couldn't have. A kitten, it had killed his father…caused the accident that had killed him and left him and his infant brother alone. His father back…an orphanage. To be adopted by someone who would love him and his baby brother…they'd gotten abusive Gorukoze. Freedom…a dead stepdad and a company to run.

Yugi…and now he was dieing.

No no more wishing, no more hoping. And after those depressing thoughts ran through his mind Seto, completely exhausted, his head throbbing, his muscles and joints aching snapped, “Get out,” his voice low.

“What?” Yugi asked lamely, his blue amethyst eyes showing his hurt, his confusion.

“Leave, walk out that door right now Yugi, just go,” his lover said his blue eyes empty…drained of their usual fire. At closer inspection Yugi noticed that Seto had lost a fair bit of weight since he'd last seen the man. He had lines that had never been there before and he looked tired and slightly pained for no matter how blank his face there was always a flavour to it, to those who knew him anyway.

Turning on his heal Yugi marched out making sure to slam the office door for good measure and Seto walked numbly to the window.

It was done, he thought crossing off one of the many things he had to do on his mental list. Yugi was one of his heirs and he hated Seto…just as the CEO hate planned.

 

Looking down at his little brothers sleeping form latter that night Seto sighed, he'd worked later than he'd planed, burying himself in his work to hide from his pain. Mokuba, he thought taking in his little brother, his creamy skinned face, his long dark hair, so like their mothers, Seto's twins-Satara, who had died at the young age of 6. His baby brother was so small, his life so far unfair, cruel to the young male. “Mokuba,” he called gently shaking his brothers' shoulder.

The boy stirred, sleepy blue eyes opening, blinking several times before he whispered “Big brother.”

Reaching down Seto pushed at the wild black hair Mokuba refused to have cut; a small smile on his face though his eyes were pained.

“Yeah, Mokuba…it's back little brother,” Seto said as his tears slid down his cheeks.

“What?” Mokuba asked suddenly wide-awake, his blue eyes questioning as he sat up.

“The leukaemia, Mokie,” Seto said as a shuddering breath left his lungs, he had to tell his 13 year old brother that soon, all too soon he was going to be alone in the world.

“But you're going to be alright, right?” Mokuba asked after a moment, “Dr Orihime will make you all better like last time,”

Shaking his head Seto sat down beside his brother, gently touching his brothers cheeks, as a tactile person with those closest to him he had a habit of touching them when they or he was distressed, them or his cards or duel medallion where Mokuba's photo was housed.

“No, Mokie, I'm not,” he whispered staring into his brothers tearful eyes, “Orihime can't help me this time.”

“But,” Mokuba gasped, his tears falling as Seto pressed a shaking finger to his lips.

“No, no buts little brother, not this time,” Seto said as he pulled his brother to him heedless of the bruises he would most likely get as he continued. “I have until the end of spring, maybe early summer but, even when I'm gone I'll watch over you,” he tapped his brothers' medallion “And I'll always be with you.”

Neither brother ever removed them; not to shower nor swim, that way they were always together even when they were apart.

“I don't want you to die big brother,” Mokuba whispered into his brothers' throat, “I don't wanna be alone.”

“You won't be, I'll make sure of it,” Seto whispered…