Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Seto's Wish ❯ Chapter 5

Halfway home Mokuba, holding his brothers hand, started to lean on him more. Kaiba looked down and as much as he hated the idea of carrying Mokuba again, the kid looked as though he'd fall over if Seto didn't. He stopped and silently scooped the boy up into his arms.

 

After what seemed like forever, the Kaiba brothers finally made it home. Kaiba handed his things to the servants to take care of, as he took Mokuba to his room and set him down gently on his bed.

 

As he did that, Mokuba woke up. “Are we home already, big brother?” he asked; yawning and rubbing his eyes.

 

Kaiba handed Mokuba's pajamas to him, answering, “Yes. Now, change into your pajamas and I'll be right back.”

 

Mokuba nodded and started to change. Kaiba left his brother's room and went to the hall bathroom, where he kept all the medicine and first aid equipment. He took out what he needed, filled a glass of water, and returned to see Mokuba sitting on the edge of his bed now dressed in his pajamas. He set the things on Mokuba's nightstand and helped him into the bed.

 

“Now first let's take your temperature.” Kaiba said; placing the thermometer into Mokuba's mouth and shaking up the bottle of Tylenol to get it ready. After a moment, he took out the thermometer.

 

“Well Seto, what is now? The nurse said it was 100.” Mokuba asked.

 

“Well its now 101.” Answered Kaiba.

 

Mokuba was a little depressed hearing that; he had been hoping it would go down not up. He didn't like being sick. It was true that he got to see his brother more, but it was no fun to see his brother when he felt sick. Besides, it only made Mokuba feel guilty that his illness was keeping his brother from working.

 

“Okay Mokuba, open up.” Kaiba said, holding up a spoonful of Tylenol for him to take.

 

“Do I have to take it, Seto?” whined Mokuba.

 

“It's either this or I get out the children's aspirin.” Kaiba said, knowing his little brother hated swallowing pills. Mokuba just huffed a little before taking the medicine and washing it down with water. “One more time.” Kaiba said giving him another spoonful. “See...that wasn't so bad, now was it?”

 

“Will you stay with me until I fall asleep, Seto?” asked Mokuba hopefully.

 

“Of course! What would you say if I borrowed your desk and worked on my laptop in here?” replied Kaiba.

 

“Really, Seto? You'd stay in the room with me?” asked Mokuba, hardly daring to believe it.

 

“Unless you think my typing is going to disturb you.” Kaiba answered.

 

“No, it's all right big brother. It'll just be a reminder that you're in the room with me.” Mokuba said, smiling.

 

“All right, I'll start after you've gone to sleep.” With that said, Kaiba tucked his brother in, and gave a small kiss on the forehead. “Now get some rest.”

 

“Thanks, Seto...I love you.” Mokuba answered, his eyelids already drooping.

 

Kaiba stayed in his brother's room until Mokuba fell asleep. After Mokuba finally began to sleep soundly, he went downstairs and went through his things to make sure he didn't forget anything that he needed to work on.

 

As Kaiba shuffled through his belongings, he found the box that they had bought earlier that day. Kaiba examined it in fascination for a moment, curious to see what was inside for some reason. But he quickly pushed it aside...Mokuba was far more important to deal with right now, than some box.

 

He placed it on the table, muttering, “Stupid thing...I'll deal with it later.” Kaiba then grabbed his briefcase and went back to Mokuba's room to work.

 

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Inside the box, two separate entities conversed with each other, after Kaiba had left.

 

“It's not possible. No one can resist the magical urge to open the box. How could he simply walk away like that?” The male wondered.

 

“Perhaps you're losing your touch.” The female mused.

 

“No, there's something strange about that one. He's different from the others.” The male said, thoughtful.

 

“Then why did you choose him?” The female asked, annoyed.

 

“Me? I thought you chose him, he seems your type.” The male said.

 

“Well that may be true, but I didn't have a thing to do with it.” The female said.

 

“Then he must possess unseen magic or has a connection to strong magic, and the power of the box itself chose him.” The male said.

 

“But that hasn't happened since...” The female said.

 

“Since the pharaoh sealed you away into this box with me.” The male said.

 

“Yes and just who was it that angered the pharaoh enough, to get me stuck in here in the first place!” The female snapped.

 

“You are the one who foolishly threw yourself at the pharaoh, after being caught trying to steal this box. A whore and a thief...what an interesting combination of traits you possess...” the male mocked.

 

The woman hissed, “Let's not start this again...this quarrel is pointless. Either way, the time of the Pharaoh has long since passed, millennia ago. So why now, after so long, would the box itself choose someone?”

 

“It obviously has its reasons. We will simply have to wait and see..” the male answered.

 

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It was morning, but it still looked like night. The rain was coming down in buckets, and the wind was blowing it around so hard that the lights were flickering, causing the emergency power to kick on a couple times.

 

It didn't help Kaiba's mood much. He had no intention on going to school or work today because of Mokuba's health, and with this storm, it would ensure very few of his employees would actually be going to work today.

 

After Kaiba finished breakfast, Marci fixed breakfast for Mokuba. As she did, she muttered, “That is one heck of a downpour, today. Those ocean storms can be something, at times. Hope there's not too much flooding from it.”

 

Kaiba ignored her, finishing his coffee in silence.

 

Being used to Kaiba not responding, she continued like nothing, as she turned to face him and asked, “So how is Master Mokuba doing, sir? I told him he should have stayed home yesterday.”

 

“You knew he was sick and still you let him go to school?” Kaiba asked. Now she had his attention.

 

“Well sir, I tried and pleaded with him not to go. He's a lot like you in that sense...once his mind is made up, that's it. He continually said he had to go; he had a class project to do. I told him we should have called you, but he refused.”

 

“Don't place opinions on me or my brother's personality...it's not proper, no matter how long you've worked here.” Kaiba snapped, even more irritated that Marci let Mokuba go then with what she was actually saying to him. But he couldn't blame her for that. She was right...Mokuba could be very stubborn when he wanted to be.

 

“Yes, Master Kaiba.” she nodded, knowing when to say as little as possible.

 

“If his breakfast is ready, I'll take it up to him...it's time for his medicine, anyway.” Kaiba said.

 

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After the maid gave Mokuba's breakfast to Kaiba, he brought it up to his room, and placed it down for him to eat. He then gently woke him, saying, “Mokuba...wake up.”

 

Yet, as Mokuba began to wake and pull himself up, it only worried Kaiba more...his face looked a lot paler now than it did yesterday. Mokuba smelled the food, and muttered, “I'm not very hungry...”

 

“We need to take your temperature first, anyway.” he said. Once again, Kaiba placed the thermometer in his mouth. After a minute, it was taken out, and Kaiba read it. “102.” Kaiba quietly muttered with growing worry, but kept calm so Mokuba wouldn't notice his concern. But then noticing his brother didn't ask him what it said, Kaiba turned to look at his brother. The poor kid didn't seem to even register anything, just staring off into space like a zombie.

 

Kaiba then woke Mokuba enough to give him his medicine, and despite his protests...Kaiba forced him to eat something, too. Then after, Mokuba went back to sleep. From there, Kaiba went straight to the nearest phone to call the doctor. There was some fizzling on the other side, with one ring. Then right after, it clicked to a strange sounding busy signal...which normally meant there were problems with the line, and it was obviously due to the storm.

 

Kaiba slammed the phone down in frustration. Then pulling out his cell phone, he tried that but the phone was dead. “Damn it!!” Kaiba swore, and then turned his head quickly to make sure he was far enough from Mokuba's room that his kid-brother wouldn't hear, as an automatic response.

 

Kaiba hung up his cell phone, taking into consideration what to do about this. Should he call his security, and force one of them to drag someone from Kaiba Corp over here? Given, that might be a little extreme and might make him look like he was being perhaps a bit over-protective and worrying too much for his brother...`again'. And it wouldn't be the first time, either. When it came to Mokuba, Kaiba always had a tendency to be perhaps just a little over-protective.

 

But making up his mind, Kaiba decided, `Too damn bad. He's the only family I've got left, and I'm going to make sure he's okay. If they don't like it, they can find another job.'

 

Kaiba moved to his office, and pressed the intercom, calling, “Security.”

 

“Mr. Kaiba?” the officer called.

 

“Who's down there?” he asked.

 

“Just me, sir. Due to the storm, the others couldn't make it. Is there something wrong?” the guard asked.

 

“Yes...Mokuba's sick. I need you to make a run to find one of Kaiba Corp's doctors and send him down here to check on him. And make sure he understands refusing is not an option.” Kaiba ordered in a dangerous voice.

 

The security stuttered, “B-but...I have to drive in this storm?”

 

“Was I not speaking clearly enough for you?” Kaiba asked in annoyance.

 

“No, sir...I mean, yes sir!” the security answered quickly. “But...I'm the only one here. If I go sir, you will be left with no one to watch the house.”

 

“I doubt there's going to be anyone wandering around in this storm. Even the nut cases will stay inside today. Just do as you're ordered and we'll be fine.” Kaiba commanded him.

 

“Yes, sir. I'll bring one of the doctors here as soon as I can.” the security said, as Kaiba turned off the intercom. Now all alone in his office, Kaiba slumped in his chair feeling temporarily helpless. He wanted to help his brother, but was forced into a waiting game. Suddenly, something caught his eye and he turned to notice...the box.

 

“How did this get here?” Kaiba asked aloud. He remembered that was still downstairs. As he thought about this, Marci immediately came to mind. After all, it was quite normal for Marci to put any belongings away that are left lying around.

 

He sighed, looking over the box. Deciding he had nothing better to do but worry anyway, it would be a good time to try and open the box. He could always try and do more work, but with the power on the fritz, it would be dumb to power up anything not absolutely necessary...so the laptop was out.

 

Kaiba pulled out a paper clip and quickly got to work on the lock. He ended up using several different things to try to get it open, but after an hour, he was still unable to get it open. It was pissing him off even more, and he finally slammed the latest thing down that he was using to try and pry it open, snapping, “Damn it, I wish this thing would just open!”

 

But that wasn't really it, either. He wasn't angry about the box...he was worried about Mokuba, and angry that the security guard hadn't come back with that doctor, yet. For all he knew, his order might have caused the security guard to get killed, flying off the road in the storm. Perhaps it was irresponsible of him to ask that of his guard, but he didn't like seeing his brother at a 102 temperature. He didn't remember his brother ever having a fever that high, before.

 

Suddenly, snapping him out of train of thought, Kaiba heard glass break. Immediately, he considered a break-in, and after foolishly having the one guard leave. He quickly moved to check on Mokuba, before considering anything else.....which led Kaiba to find the reason for the glass breaking. Mokuba was hunched-down, with the remains of a water glass in pieces next to him.....and he was slowly picking the pieces up.

 

“What do you think you're doing?” Kaiba asked.

 

“I'm sorry...I dropped my water glass. I'm cleaning it up.” Mokuba said, sounding rather weak.

 

“Don't be ridiculous.” Kaiba snapped. “Drop the pieces and get back into bed...you're going to cut yourself. I'll take care of it. Now, get into bed.”

 

“Okay.” Mokuba muttered, doing as he's told. “But I'm still thirsty...”

 

“I'll get you some water.” Kaiba said.

 

Kaiba went downstairs to the kitchen. He passed Marci, ordering her, “There's broken glass in Mokuba's room...it needs to be cleaned up.” as he grabbed a glass; this time, a plastic one instead of glass.

 

“Yes, master Kaiba.” she said, and brought her cleaning things upstairs, while Kaiba filled the glass with ice and poured some fresh water. By the time he reached Mokuba's bedroom, the maid had already finished cleaning and left the room.

 

Kaiba gave Mokuba his water, letting him drink it, and then tucked him back into bed. He looked down at Mokuba with sadness in his eyes. Mokuba looked so weak and miserable...the kid was always smiling and so full of life. He hated to see his brother sick like that.

 

Going into his brother's bathroom, he then grabbed a washcloth and wet it up. Then going back into his room, he cleaned his brother's face off, and put it on his head to try and cool his temperature down a little. Kaiba sat down on Mokuba's bed, taking his hand. “I'm sorry I haven't spent much time with you, lately. It seems the only time I normally get with you is when you're sick. It's been real tough for me lately, but I'll try and do better. I'll spend more time with you...I promise. Somehow, I'll find a way...”

 

Another promise made...would he break this one, too? He always tried so hard to keep every promise he made, an obligation that had to be carried out. He couldn't always keep them though, and regretted every time he didn't. But this was one promise he felt he had to keep. He wanted to see Mokuba when he smiled and laughed, not miserable and weak. Not like this.

 

Not wanting to disturb his brother any longer, Kaiba returned to his office, intending on playing with the box again. Yet, to his surprise, the box was unlocked and slightly ajar. Kaiba blinked, looking down at it in confusion. `Maybe the lock mechanism broke.' he thought. `Maybe I was too hard on it.' He took a seat, and opened the box to peer inside...finding nothing but scattered pieces of gold dust.

 

Kaiba reached in, picking the dust up and letting it fall between his fingers, as he considered if it's real gold or simply just glitter. That instant, he sensed movement nearby, and tilted his head slightly to see two people behind him.

 

One was a woman, and one a male...both wearing odd Egyptian clothing. Immediately, Kaiba began to wonder how these people got into his house, why they weren't wet, how long they have been in here, and why in the world did he let the security guard go.....leaving him alone to possibly have to fight these two?

 

Kaiba gave a smirk, saying calmly, “It must have taken some skill to get in here without being noticed. How long have you been here? What do you want?” As Kaiba asked this, he glanced down at one of his drawers, considering pulling out a weapon he had hidden. But, the intruders showed no sign of weapons themselves…at least not yet. Of course, that didn't mean they didn't possess any.

 

“Calm yourself, sir. I am Ajin and this is my assistant Aiko. As for how we got here, we are the keepers of the magic box, and it has chosen you.”

 

Kaiba gave a slight chuckle, and turned to face his intruders. “So...what loony bin did you two escape out of? You're not actually expecting me to buy that load of nonsense, are you?”

 

“But, it is true.” Aiko said.

 

“We are unclear as to why the box has actually chosen you, but it never does without a reason. Perhaps it heard your wish.” Ajin said.

 

“Wish?” Kaiba asked in confusion. “What wish? I didn't wish anything...”

 

“You have actually made a total of two wishes. The second was to have the magic box open, in which the box granted it freely since you are the chosen one. You should feel honored...the magic box doesn't normally grant wishes so easily, without a catch.” Aiko said.

 

Kaiba thought for a minute, and then suddenly something came to his mind. “You two have something to do with that crazy old man I bought this from, don't you? Is that what this is all about? What is this, some kind of scam?”

 

“Scam?” Ajin asked.

 

At that point, the woman began to approach, sensing something. As she did, Kaiba immediately brought his hand up, saying, “I wouldn't consider approaching any closer if I were you...not without something dangerous to back it up. You obviously don't know who you're dealing with!”

 

“Oh, but I do...I just remembered now. How could I have not seen it before?” Aiko asked him. “You have the look, even the very arrogance of the man I used to sleep with. It's no wonder the box chose you...you're the High Priest Seth!”

 

“What? You had a fling with him?” Ajin asked.

 

“Well I supposed it would have been his past self, but yes...I had a fling with the High Priest. Of course, only the two of us knew this, since it was a secret.” Aiko said

 

“But then, why were you throwing yourself onto the pharaoh?” Ajin asked

 

“Simple...I thought he caught me stealing. How was I to know that when I tried to steal you, it would anger him so greatly that he would trap me in the box with you?”

 

“Serves you right for trying to steal me.” Ajin said

 

During the time these two strangers were arguing about the past, Kaiba was getting angrier. He was about to blow up at them, when their words seemed to create strange flashes and pictures into his mind. A moment of him in bed with a woman...that very woman standing before him right now, arguing with Ajin. Another flash...this time, she held a box in her hand, and Yami was yelling at her, absolutely furious. The puzzle around his neck glowed and the woman cried out, dropping to her knees. In his vision, Kaiba was shouting something at Yami. He was upset that Yami had taken her away...away from him. But he could never tell the Pharaoh, never tell him about his secret relationship between him and...

 

Kaiba gripped his head and frantically shook the images from his mind, confused from what he was seeing. After he stopped, he looked back up to see them looking over at him.

 

“My priest...do you remember?” Aiko asked, Ajin not looking happy with her talking to Kaiba as if she served him just as loyally, even now.

 

“I...need to check on something.” Kaiba said, quickly walking from the room to avoid them, avoid any more confusing thoughts going through his head. And he went straight to Mokuba's room, desperately needing his brother's strength at this moment.

 

Under any other circumstance, Kaiba would never even consider approaching his brother's room with unknown strangers in his house. He would never dare lead any possible threat to his brother. But after the images he received, he had a feeling that they would not harm Mokuba. Especially Aiko...he felt she was safe, and would never dare harm Mokuba.

 

Kaiba brought his hand down, taking his brother's hand, as he looked down at Mokuba...his little brother felt so warm to the touch.

 

Though his eyes were still closed, Mokuba weakly asked, “What's wrong, big brother?” It was amazing that even when sick, Mokuba somehow sensed when his brother was stressed and needed him.

 

Kaiba smiled down at him, saying, “It's nothing. Don't worry yourself...get some rest, you'll be fine.” Kaiba took the thermometer again, and said, “I'm just going to take your temperature, okay?” After he took it, it now said 102.5...it was still getting worse.

 

Kaiba silently cursed to himself, as he took it out, saying, “Get some sleep now, Mokuba...you'll be okay. I won't let anything happen to you.”

 

“Thanks, Seto.” Mokuba said tiredly, already beginning to doze off again. Kaiba kissed him on the forehead, replacing the wet rag with a fresh one, and went back to the office where the two strangers still were.

 

Kaiba had hoped it was his imagination, and they'd simply be gone...but no such luck. And he hated staring at the woman, because it only made him see more confusing images. He gave them both a cold glare, saying nothing to them, then went back to the phone to try again to call for a doctor...hoping the storm would subside enough to get through, this time.