Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hot as Ice ❯ Somethings are better left in the past ( Chapter 5 )

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Hot as Ice

Note: Translations from http://babelfish.yahoo.com/translate_txt

RECAP

~It also didn't help that he had the major hots for the blue eyed corporate president~

STORY START

Screams woke the teen and he jolted out of his bed and out the door, knowing that there was only one person who could be making such a racket at 3 in the morning.

Seto

Pushing his brothers' door open he saw a sight that scared him, his big brother writhing in the large bed, tossing and turning even though his arms and legs were locked out as if he were tied up. His screams filled with panic and pain and Mokuba ran to his brothers' side.

“Big brother!” he said after scrambling onto the too big bed, shaking his brothers shoulder fear making his face white and his eyes too big for his face.

“No! Stop it!”

“Please!” Seto screamed as Mokuba shook him again, and this continued for around fifteen minutes when Mokuba, too scared to think and too worried to care grabbed the phone beside his big brothers big bed and dialled the only one he could think of to help him.

“Ello?”

“Seth! You need to come to the mansion now!” Mokuba said as Seto screamed again tears now making treks down his face as he thrashed around in the large bed.

“Mokuba? What's wrong? Who's screaming?” Seth asked his voice now wide awake.

“Hurry, please just hurry!”

03:31 am

The sky now a dark shade of greyish blue as Seth and Yugi ran into Seto's room, his screams showing them the way and what they found would give both nightmares for years to come.

Mokuba knelt by Seto, shaking him urgently as the CEO screamed and thrashed and all the while his legs were locked in a spread eagle position, his arms high above his head and far apart. As if he was tied to banisters. Banisters the bed didn't have.

“Mokuba?” Seth questioned and teary grey blue eyes turned to him as the teen sobbed his name, “Seth…please, wake big brother up! I can't wake him up!” the boy cried as Seto screamed his back arching, hips pushing down onto the bed as if he were being held down, pushed down into the matris.

Rushing over he lifted Mokuba and pushed the boy into Yugi's arms as Solomon walked through the door, his violet eyes, wise with age widening with concern as Seth climbed onto the bed and grabbed a now slumped and sobbing Seto's shoulders.

“SETO weak up!” he shouted as the mans arms and legs relaxed…as if the ropes had been loosened and the man whimpered “Please…just stop it,”

Terrified Seth gather the now limp man into his arms, rocking slowly back and forth as he began to murmur an old Egyptian lullaby he'd listened sung to the younger members of his clan after night terrors had assaulted their dreams.

His twins skin slick with sweat and freezing to touch, his head now resting on Seth's chest as he sobbed silently and pushed weakly at his chest, his movements slow and weak as if he didn't know how to control his body.

“Shh, I'm here little brother, your safe now,” Seth murmured into his twins hair as he looked at Yugi his eyes wide with shock, as he did he noticed how cold it was in the large room, as if the thermostat was broken, so cold Goosebumps rose to cover his covered flesh. Yugi looked just and shock and pail as he felt though Mokuba was watching them, him and Seto with large overly bright eyes.

“Mokuba, come here,” he said softly and the boys shoved away from Yugi, rushing to them and once there he wrapped his little arms around Seto, pressing his face into his brothers side as he held on.

“Mokuba…” Seto murmured turning his arms wrapping around the younger boy even as he pushed into Seth arms, those dull blue eyes opening slowly.

“Mokuba?” he questioned before looking at his twin his eyes widening with shock, “Seth?”

They darted to Yugi and Solomon and he paled whispering “Mokuba why are they here? What happened?”

“What do you remember?” Yugi asked softly as he and Solomon moved closer.

“I…”Seto blinked slowly “I was in my office…at work,” he muttered not bothering to fight or put up a front as he looked around, “I don't remember coming here…I…why are you here? What time is it?” he asked.

“It's close to 4, son,” Solomon said and Seto looked at him his face paling even more, making him dizzy.

“I called Seth,” Mokuba said softly as he looked up at his brothers, they were identical for a change, faces just as pail their expressions, fear, shock covering both, filling both sets of blue-blue eyes, only their clothes setting them apart.

“Why?” Seto questioned.

“You were…dreaming,”

“You were screaming Kaiba,” Yugi said not willing to call Seto his true name to his face and to Yugi's horror the man flinched, his whole body jerking away, his eyes glazing over.

“Seto, Seto cut it out,” Seth snapped before the man flopped, suddenly very heavy yet still too light, too light for someone his size.

“Seto?” Mokuba asked alarmed when Seto's tight grip loosened and he seemed boneless.

“He's passed out,”

12:20 pm

Seth looked up from the dinning room table as Seto stumbled in, obviously not together yet; his eyes blurry as he poured himself a coffee yawning as he did so and it wasn't until he turned that he noticed Seth.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked.

“…What time is it?” he then asked shaking his head as Mokuba trotted in with a newspaper and bunch of mail in his little hand and a pair of glasses in his front top pocket.

“12:20,” Seth answered and those stunning blue eyes registered shock though his face remained impassive.

“What? Fuck! Mokuba-

“Don't worry, I cancelled all your appointments for the next two days, and before you ask yes your alarm went off just as bloody early as it always does, it just didn't wake you,” the younger boy said handing the paper and glasses to the coffee baring man.

“Why? It always does, stupid things a pain in the morning,” he said then explained to Seth who raised his eyebrows in inquiry “It makes the most horrid screech…like nails on a corkboard only worse, always wakes me up.”

“…So you're not a morning person?” Seth asked and Mokuba smirked as he sat beside him saying “Nope, he makes a grizzly bear fresh from hibernation with a sore tooth and a thorn in the paw look friendly…like a cuddly teddy bear asking for a hug.”

Casting his younger brother a glare that he knew would have no affect Seto flicked open the paper as he took his seat and frowned, his glasses sitting snugly on his face.

“Mmm, Pegasus is holding a charity ball…invites only,” he murmured to himself,

“What's the dosh going to?” Mokuba asked and blue eyes flickered to him before Seto said “A centre for rare diseases, says here he wants for others to survive what his wife could not.”

“Mmm, well, we have a letter here from Industrial Illusions,” Mokuba said handing it to Seto who tore it open.

The invite and a hand written letter falling onto the table along with a duel monsters card, which had what looked to be a miniature painting on it.

“Oh my,” Seth said looking at it, the two of them painted on it, the image broken into two, one with a white back ground the other black the two colours swirling around linked hands as they stood in their colour blocks. An amazing piece of artistry Seth was sure.

“Twin Souls,” Mokuba murmured appearing between his older brothers as he read the card in Seto's large hand, “A magic card…two of a kind can be played if they are in your hand. Cool,” he said.

“What does the letter say?” Seth asked and Seto flick it open with a practiced move before scanning it.

“Something about how sorry he is about kidnapping Mokuba. And that the image was the last vision he had, what he saw as his left eyes, the Millennium Eye was stolen. He saw us. And that he wants us to come, the invite is for three,” Seto muttered and Seth looked at the glittering piece of parchment.

Yup, Admission of three parties into the Cecelia ball for the rarely diseased, Seth thought looking at his brother he asked “Do we go?”