Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hot as Ice ❯ To Much Information ( Chapter 9 )

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Hot as Ice

Note: Translations from babelfish . yahoo . comsorry they didn't work on the others and FYI Seth is something like 20 minutes older than Seto for those confused with the `little brother' title Seth has given Seto. REVIEW PLZ! Oh and sonata hirano we love you!

RECAP

~ “What the hell happed to him?” ~

STORY START

 

Employees watched with fear filled eyes as their young president strode through the building early that morning, the look in his eyes so cold some thought they had gotten frost bite.

“Move,” he growled at the mail boy who had frozen in the walk way, staring up at his boss with fear.

“Y-yes sir, r-right away sir,” the guy stumered hurrying out of the mans' way. Kaiba Seto had been like this for the last week or so and there had been no sign of the new or younger members of the esteemed family.

Only Kaiba Seto and he was terrifying to be around.

Once near his office his new sectary hurrying to bring him his coffee and the mail, the last one had been fired for mentioning his twin, a stupid reason he knew but he was the boss and he made the rules. It's good to be on top he thought absently.

“Mr Kaiba, you have a meeting with your advisers at 10 and a meeting with a hopeful designer at 11,” the man said calmly, a good worker and Seto actually liked him…a little but that was more than he did most people, even his own family, at the moment anyway.

“Very well, you're dismissed,” Seto said as his thoughts turned back to his family, it hurt though he'd never show it. He truly loved both his brothers and yet they had both betrayed and abandoned him.

Like everyone else.

Not good enough.

Not smart enough.

Not old enough.

Not them enough.

He thought as the intercom buzzed.

“What?”

“Sir, there's a man here to see you,” the other mans voice came over the line and Seto waited before barking “Name?” Geese he was now reconsidering the mans worth.

“Mr Akanon,”

A growl rumbled in the back of his throat and he said “Send him in,” his voice icy.

“Of cause sir,” good boy.

The doors swung open and there his twin stood, dressed in jeans and a white polo looking every bit as home and young as Seto had remembered.

Every bit what Mokuba wanted in his brother.

“Well, well look who's here,” he sneered in response Seth just rolled his eyes as he said “You're such an ass,” and Seto fell silent knowing that his twin would have something to say. He always did, no matter the subject.

“Seto, what have you eaten today?” he asked and Seto just stared at him, his face blank.

“Answer me,” he growled and a smirk tweaked the corners of Seto's lips.

“Seto,” the man sighed hugging himself.

“I hate fighting,” Seth confessed, “I love you, as cold as you are,” he said and Seto finally spoke up his voice hard, “Yes you love a brother you've had for only what a month?”

“Seto! I've always known you were my brother! The sea between us didn't change that! Gods, you're my twin! And yes you can love someone within a month,” Seth said emotion making his voice thick, his blue eyes shinny with tears.

“Look, I came to talk to you, will you talk back or am I wasting my time?” Seth asked and Seto looked at his watch, thought for a moment and let sentimentality win “You have 10 minutes,” he said looking back at Seth who gave him a tremulous smile.

“Seto, I love you. Mokuba, no matter what he says loves you,” he said watching Seto's face for any signs of upset or discomfort. All he got was a blank visage and dead eyes.

“Seth,” the man spoke softly, “Mokuba has always hidden from the…monster in me, I've always known it and I've always played along,” he said meeting those matching blue eyes. “I never wanted to look into his eyes and see the way he looked at Gozaburo,” he said with no emotion, as if he had just switched them off.

“When he looked at me,” Seto said his hands shaking slightly, “He finally saw and he has every right to hate me, fear me,” he said and Seth swallowed nodding, “I could tell but Seto, you're his big brother. You're all he talks about!” he said and Seto just watched him without response.

“Seto, I need to know, who did you kill?” Seth asked randomly and Seto's hands flexed, the only movement that showed the CEO's displeasure at the turn of conversation.

“Four people,” he said watching his twins' face, those blue eyes looking back with patience and expectance.

“Purposefully I murdered four people, inadvertently?…probably thousands,” he said never looking away as he spoke, “The first was myself, the others those who…well you know,” he said still not able to confront it.

“And the others, the inadvertent ones?” Seth asked and the CEO glanced at his watch, made a quick calculation and nodded to himself before standing.

“Fallow me,” he said leaving.

The trip to the elevator was silent, and Seth watched with fascination as his brother punched 7 of the level buttons once they had entered and the doors had ceiled.

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and one the other side of the elevator a panel unclipped and opened a button about twice the size of the others smack in the centre, it was a pail, icy blue and glowed ominously before the 18 year old pressed it in.

“Seto?” he asked and waited in tense silence as his twin swiped his wrist over a scanner like device that had popped out.

“Welcome, Kaiba, Seto,” a metallic, computerized voice said before his brother finally answered.

“Mokuba thinks we destroyed everything, and we did…except for what I built,” the man murmured as the elevator plummeted, “You'll see,” he whispered almost silently.

The ride stoped with a gut wrenching up down and the doors opened while Seth re-swallowed his breakfast.

Lights flickered on, one at a time showing a large laboratory, one side filled with banks of sheet covered items the other lab desks, instruments and computers.

“What is this place?” Seth asked as Seto walked in and turned back once he reached one of the fridges pressed against the wall.

“Lab 99.9, my lab,” Seto answered pulling on a set of gloves and tugging on a mask as he tossed one to his brother.

The fridge door was opened with a hiss and Seto removed a vial before turning to a masked Seth and holding the odd coloured liquid up.

“Compound 1.9, one drop of it can kill a full grown, at the peck of their lives human, within 15 seconds,” Seto said, “Think rat poison only for humans,” he said meeting Seth's overly wide eyes.

“You made that?” his brother inquired and Seto nodded, “I perfected it, yes, Gozaburo came up with the idea, and when he ran Kaiba Corp it was an arms dealer, Mokuba and I changed that. But back when I was a child and under the mans thumb, well I did as I was told,” he said.

Turning back to the fridge and put the vial back pulling another out, this one a sickly purple one, “Compound 2.10, once injected into the human body will freeze up every muscle, freezing the person within about 5 seconds give or take the heart rate and fear response. Its like snake poison only it take around 2-3 minutes for the person to die.”

It was returned and he removed two more one filled with a silver like liquid which reminded Seth of mercury and a golden one like molten gold.

“Compound 5.7, the silver one, injected and it will put the carrier into a coma like state though they will feel everything that's happening, hear everything and will know that they are slowly being eaten alive by microscopic bio organisms. They will feel every laceration and tear inflicted as doctors' race around trying to save the poor soul who was injected,” he said and Seth swayed feeling ill as Seto held up the gold one.

“And Gozaburos' personal favourite, Compound 7.2, it will rot and decay, while alive to death with in an hour of injection starting at the site of contamination, within six to eight hours the person will decay and dye in the most horrid way. They will do what a dead body does over year in hours,” Seto said staring at the compound mixture.

“Why…why haven't you gotten rid of these?” Seth asked as Seto turned and put them away removing both his gloves and mask while saying “Heat exposure will cause them to become air born and will infect every person within a 200 mile radius, a lesser degree after that but…to destroy them would defeat the prepose and since there is no cure for half of the things I made yet I don't want to risk it.”

“Put it down the sink?” he asked hopefully and Seto gave him a patronising look before saying “Infecting the sewers which lead into the sea and infecting everyone in and around the area, the rats in the sewers, bums, no.” He shook his head before saying “And in most cases, with the man exceptions being Compounds 1.0-1.12 and Compounds 3.0-3.6 they once open to the air they seem to spread and in some cases multiply so you just don't open them at all. The only time they aren't able to infect another is if they are in a carrier or if the carrier dies. The Compounds seem to all run out of gas and just stop working…except compound 4.8, that one infects those near its host to a slightly lesser degree and post-mortem to an even lesser until all those in its `reach' are infected to some degree.”

He shook his head again saying “Making that one made me sick.”

Seth agreed and wondered what else his twin had been forced to create.

“Over there,” Seto pointed “Is the proto type for my jet, the blue eyes, I started to design it, out of boredom mostly and Duel Monsters out of desperation, Gozaburo let me, because it gave him another thing to control me with. Just after his suicide 3 years ago I started it construction. It took 6 months but I got my toy and I'm happy with it,” Seto said.

“He committed suicide?” Seth asked alarmed both he and Seto knew that their father had done the same thing, unable to live without their mother. It was a double blow onto his twin and Mokuba who hadn't even known the cause of their true fathers' death.

“Yes, I defeated him in a game and one of the things he instilled in me, other than the emotion stuff and a few other things is that it is the wins right to take life and the losers to loss theirs,” Seto said meeting those sympathetic blue eyes he said “He proved he was as good as his word and jumped out of the Kaiba Corp window behind him.”

“Seto,” Seth whispered reaching out and Seto let Seth touch him voluntarily, even though he was a little stiff, he aloud his twin to hug him close. He even went to far as to hug his twin in return as Seth whispered in his ear “Don't worry little brother, I'll take care of everything.”

“Seth,” Seto said pulling away, “Don't make promises you can't keep.”

And held up his hand for once his eyes unguarded as he stoped his twin from objecting, “You mean it and you'll try and make the future all bright and shinny and full of hugs and puppies,” he said his tone disapproving at the bright to puppies part before continuing in a serious voice “But there is no way you can change the past and make all the bad things go away. I'm fine, I made it and I'll live to be a grumpy old man with too many nieces and nephews,” he said and Seth all but gapped.

“You just cracked a joke!” he said and Seto smirked as he lead Seth back to the elevator “No, just repeated what Mokuba says all the time.”