Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Free Me...from myself ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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Free me…from myself

 

~“Stay put, Seto,” he mimicked “Bah, screw that,” he scoffed.

But before they cold leave Mokuba and a small army of body guards came and off his brother went, only glancing at Yugi, Joey, Mai and the kids.

“Brother you need to think! You've been tortured once isn't that enough for you?!”~

 

Yugi watched as Seto's face closed down; his once expressive blue eyes closeted, as he stared up a surprisingly tall Mokuba. Tortured, the word rattled around his mind as he watched the brothers, “Thanks, thank you so very fucking much Mokuba,” Seto snapped his hands gripping the wheels of his wheel chair before he gave a mighty shove and the chair speed off. Tortured, his brain whispered and he watched as the bodyguards turned to leave only to be shoved back, falling to the ground without reason.

Tortured, he was tortured and now he has psychic abilities, Yugi thought, his face pain. “Mokuba what the hell is going on Seto said it was an accident!” Joey snapped, bringing Yugi back to the present.

The younger man looked at them, his blue eyes burning with helpless fury, “To him it was, he accidentally fell in love with a woman who then turned him over to some very nasty people who tortured him for a month before we could save him.” His teeth grinding together, “He was brought home broken, he wouldn't talk to anyone, and he couldn't remember much…when he did, just me, Kaiba Corp and strangely Yugi,” Mokuba said looking at the small man.

“He remembers me but forgot everything else?” Yugi asked his eyes wide.

“Oddly enough yes…though you have been one of the few `constants' in his life,” Mokuba said though the last was more to himself than anyone else.

“Sir, do we follow Mr Kaiba?” one of the bodyguards asked.

He gave a firm nod, “Yes, then bring him back to the mansion.”

“Of cause sir,” the older man said and most of the men left only two staying with the younger man.

 

Seto snarled as he raced down the pavement; glaring straight a head…he'd used his…gift…his curse…his head pounded and his eyes burned.

He just wanted to be around people who didn't pity him and Mokuba had taken that away from him, no Joey and his wife would watch him like he was a freak…a pathetic torture victim.

And Yugi…he didn't want to think about how his…well the one who held him mind together when he had been tortured…he'd gone off into his head, refusing to speak to…he'd first created battles, duels with the smaller man. Drowned himself in his memories and then they had turned, changed into romantic scenes…things he'd never have thought off but Yugi…Yugi had saved his mind.

More than once…

And now he often dreamt of the small man, who was taller than he had remembered.

The guards were coming he could feel them.

He could also feel the stares of those around him.

“Is that?” a woman asked as he rolled by.

“Seto Kaiba?” another whispered a little further up.

“Mr Kaiba!” one of the guards shouted and he stopped his chair, glaring straight a head.

“Mr Kaiba, we need to get you back home sir,” the man said as he caught up. Looking up Seto glared at the man, in his late forties he was surprisingly fit, not even gasping for breath like the others that had followed him.

“No…I don't, I pay your check so I do as I want,” Seto snapped glaring up at him, “And I want a nice day out of the mansion…I believe I'm intituled to that or has there been a law introduced that I never heard of that states that cripples aren't aloud out of their homes?” he questioned.

“No sir,” the man said his shoulders squaring. He expected to be fired. That was obvious. “Good, now chose two of the others and follow me…keep up and send the rest back to my idiot brother,” Seto snapped. He was pacifying his brother he knew it but his brother had been through so much because of him and…Seto felt guilty if only he had noticed…had…not fallen for, what was her name? He wondered as he began to push his chair around again.

People could stare…he didn't care…he wanted out of the mansion…wanted a life that didn't contain endless hours in his room or his office…or that mansion.

“Well, look hows hear, Seto Kaiba finally out and about,” a young black haired man with bright green eyes and black line going down one cheek…tattoo or make up Seto wasn't sure.

“…” Seto didn't remember him from Adam, but then that happened…he hadn't remembered his butler who had been with them ever since they'd been adopted…tending his wounds. Helping him care for Mokuba.

“Devlin, Duke Devlin,” the man said and Seto had some flickers but nothing he could really grasp.

“I must apologise…Mr Devlin my mind isn't what it used to be,” Seto said…the man may as well find out now. He remembered he'd liked the man…vaguely…was amused by him when he'd been younger.

The man…Duke…raised an eyebrow but nodded.

“Join me for coffee?” Seto invited, willing to do almost anything for a few more hours away.

“…Sure,” Duke said before smirking “And call me Duke,”

“Seto,” Seto said aromatically and the younger man froze…Seto Kaiba…cold…elusive Seto Kaiba had just given him permission to use him first name.

“Okay, what happened to the real Seto Kaiba?” Duke asked as they sat, the waitress removing the chairs on one side of their table so that Seto could roll his chair underneath.

The older CEO raised an eyebrow in inquire.

“You're not acting like the cold, distant and ass-whole-ish CEO you used to be,” Duke said.

“Yes well things and people change,” Seto said as the waitress returned.

“Alright gentlemen, what will you be having?” she asked looking at Duke or the table never at Seto,

“Cappuccino, please. Seto?” Duke asked looking at the CEO, his eyebrows drawn together in irritation…stupid wench.

“Long black,” he replied and the woman left as the bodyguards glared at those around their charge.

Don watching the waitress as she rather deliberately treated Seto as if he were an invalid and unworthy of her notice. His young charge took it stoically; he must have expected it because he acted as if she too were beneath his notice.

He knew what Mr Kaiba had been through, had even been one of the ones to go with Master Mokuba to save his beloved brother. And he had to say he was impressed, the man had pulled through with a strength that would have left most who had endured what Seto had.

“So, this is why you hid your self away?” Duke asked and Seto blinked, blue eye veiled.

“Part of the reason yes,” Seto said, “What have you been up to these past seven years?” he asked, remembering a brief meting with the green eyed man before his…

“Made a few new games, married,” the man shrugged, “Ren and I have two kids now,” he said.

“Congratulations,” Seto said, wondering who `Ren' was.

“Yeah…Mutts face was hilarious when we told him we were engaged,” Duke laughed.

An hour later he was once again alone with his guards and the stares of those around him.

 

Yugi sighed as he cleaned the kitchen, Joey and his lot had left a little while ago and he was worried about Seto, Mokuba had called twice asking if he'd heard from his brother. He hadn't and apparently Seto wasn't answering his phone.

Brushing a bang from his face he looked at the clock, 10:30. Tired from the day's events he went to bed and that was the first time in ten years he dreamt of Seto Kaiba.