Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Seto's Wish ❯ Chapter 6

The phones were still out. Kaiba slammed the phone down in frustration, half tempted to wish a doctor here and see what these weirdoes would do. Would a doctor come, or would one of them pretend to be a doctor? But Kaiba didn't have to consider such an absurd idea for long, as he noticed out the window the security guard had finally come back...the doctor was here.

 

“Only an hour and a half later.” Kaiba muttered, irritably. “Even in the rain he should have been quicker than this. He better have a damn good excuse for it.”

 

“Do these people irritate you? I'd be more than happy to get rid of them, with a simple wish.” Ajin offered, with a sparkle in his eye at the thought.

 

“No thanks...you two stay put.” Kaiba said, and headed out of the office to greet the doctor.

 

At the front lobby, the security and doctor entered, both drenched to find a very angered and impatient Kaiba, with his arms crossed glaring down at them from the top of the stairs.

 

They both immediately stood at attention, bowing to him in respect. “Mr. Kaiba, sir...we are here.” the security muttered.

 

“It's about time. What took you so long?” Kaiba snapped.

 

“Forgive us, sir.” the security said. “None of the doctors were at Kaiba Corp. I had to track one down at his home and pick him up.”

 

Dr. Thompson moved up the stairs, asking, “If I may ask, Mr. Kaiba...what is the trouble with the patient?”

 

“Mokuba has a fever...a very high one.” Kaiba said. He paused for a moment, glaring down at both of them, then turned, saying, “Come with me...you can see him for yourself.”

 

This gave the security guard an opening to leave with haste back to his patrol area, and avoid any threats from his boss for now.

 

As Kaiba turned to head up the stairs, he abruptly stopped to see both Aiko and Ajin there. Before Kaiba could speak, Aiko quickly said, “Do not be concerned, Kaiba...no one else can see us except for you.”

 

“Mr. Kaiba...is something wrong?” the doctor asked.

 

Kaiba glanced back over at the doctor, who seemed to show no signs of noticing the two in front of him. “No...let's keep going.” Kaiba said, ignoring the two as he continued to Mokuba's room. As he walked, Kaiba began to question himself. He had believed them to be real...given, they were weirdoes but he never questioned them to be anything else but two strangely dressed people. Now Kaiba was beginning to wonder if he had imagined them up. After all, he had little sleep last night worrying about Mokuba, he's been working himself constantly, taking care of Mokuba, going to school, trying to help his brother now that he was sick...maybe the pressure was finally starting to get to him.

 

Not worrying about that for the moment, he brought the doctor into the room where Mokuba was sleeping.

 

The doctor examined Mokuba, and then asked, “How long has he been like this?”

 

“One of the maids said he seemed a bit warm yesterday and other than being tired, he seemed fairly okay. Today he just seems to be getting worse. I could barely get him to eat anything for breakfast.”

 

“I see.” The doctor said taking his temperature. “Well, his temperature is a bit high. Perhaps you should take him to the hospital, so I can run some tests.”

 

“Is it that severe?” Kaiba asked, concerned.

 

“Well, I won't know that till I take a blood sample and run the tests. But from what you've told me, I'm fairly confident that it's just a virus.”

 

“Then why does he have to go to the hospital?” Kaiba asked. He hated hospitals. In his opinion, nothing good could come out of them. His mother went into the hospital to have Mokuba and never came out. His father he was told was seriously injured in a car accident and was taken to the hospital and he never came out. The last thing he wanted was to risk putting Mokuba in one, unless he had to in fear of him not coming back out!

 

“Well I don't suppose it would hurt anything for the moment to allow him to remain here. It is raining pretty hard, after all.” The doctor then started writing something down. After he was finished, he ripped the paper off the pad he was writing on and handed Kaiba the paper. “Have this prescription filled in the meantime. I'm going to take a slight blood sample from him now, if that's okay with you, sir. Then I can take it back with me and run some tests on it. And if the fever gets any worse or any other symptoms arise, be sure to call me tomorrow.”

 

“Fine.” Kaiba said, taking the paper. Kaiba then moved down and woke Mokuba up. “Come on, kiddo...the doctor's here. He needs to take a blood test.”

 

Mokuba whined, “I don't like those things...”

 

“I'm sorry kid...it has to be done.” Kaiba said. He stayed right by Mokuba's side, as the doctor took a sample of blood, as well as a saliva sample. He had them properly wrapped, and then Kaiba led him back down to the main foyer.

 

After Kaiba called the security back, he said, “Here...take this prescription over with Dr. Thompson to Kaiba Corp. While the doctor's going through his tests, have this filled and return it immediately. Make sure to be back here as soon as possible.”

 

“Yes sir, right away Mr. Kaiba.”

 

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Once they were gone, Kaiba returned to his office to see the weirdoes back there again. He eyed them curiously, wondering if they were real or not. And again, as he looked over at Aiko, he could hear Yami sentencing her judgment as a thief to the shadow realm.

 

In her desperate attempt to be spared, she grabbed onto the pharaoh, pressing her lips against his...but was quickly dragged away from him by the guards. Now he was even more furious with her, and took back his last judgment. “You like this treasure so much, thief? Fine...I'll even make you a part of it.”

 

The whole time she was sentenced, she never looked at Kaiba, never pleaded with him for her life, despite the fact that she had gone to bed with him more than one occasion. Seth...the High Priest of the Pharaoh, that would be in great trouble if others knew he had invited a thief into the castle for his own personal pleasures. And despite her bravery and loyalty to protect him, he never looked at her, never considered even once to help her from the predicament that technically he got her into.

 

`I wonder if she holds a grudge against me.' Kaiba wondered for a moment...but only a moment. He quickly caught himself and mentally shook the thought away. She wasn't real, none of them were real. This was all in his head; the stress was simply too much for him.

 

Kaiba turned away from them quickly and took a seat, trying to pretend they didn't exist.

 

At that point, Ajin decided to speak. “Seeing as you have time before that man returns, how about I fulfill your first wish?” Ajin asked him.

 

“What wish would that be?” Kaiba asked blankly, not showing a fraction of the hardness he held like the last time they spoke. What was the sense of putting up his defenses against something he made up?

 

“The wish that you lived a normal life with your parents.” Ajin said

 

Kaiba turned to them quickly. “What? But how did you...?” `Did you forget already? They're not real!' his logical side scolded him. He then gave a smirk, saying, “Never mind.” It made perfect sense. After all, it was something he was thinking about earlier that day.

 

“Hmph...it was a foolish thought. When it comes to my family, there's no such thing as normal. And nothing can be gained unless it's earned, anyway. What do you plan on doing about it if I did accept that wish, raise them from the dead?” Kaiba asked with sarcasm, looking out the window at the pouring rain.

 

“The box makes us like genies, allowing us to grant wishes...even unspoken ones. Though, raising your parents from the dead wasn't exactly my intention, Kaiba...or perhaps I should call you Seto?” Ajin asked.

 

“Kaiba is fine.” He replied, frowning.

 

“Very well, Kaiba. I am unable to bring back the dead...only true Jinks' are capable of bringing back the dead. Besides, it would only cause chaos and not be truly granting your wish. No, I will instead open a portal to another dimension in which your parents never died. However, if I grant you the memories of that world, you will have difficulty sorting out which memory goes to which reality. Instead to help give you time to better adjust in that world, you will have had an accident. Of course, you will have to claim to have lost your memory, and pretend to be slowly recovering from it. This will explain your current personality, so that it won't throw that world too off balance.”

 

“Yeah, whatever.” Kaiba muttered, having no clue what he was talking about. `Different dimensions, feh! I suppose only I could be insane enough to think up something as complex as that...'

 

“Hmm...so you do not believe that we are real.” Aiko stated, amused. He didn't have to say it. Besides being capable of reading the minds of others, she could simply tell by the way he was acting. Just as some of his memories of her were coming back to him, details of them together were quickly returning to her as well, now that she recognized him. `It's been so long, my priest...'

 

“Perhaps you need proof of our existence. I could simply destroy the house. Would that prove to you that we are real?” Ajin asked.

 

“No, Ajin! That would not do anything to prove your point...it would only serve to irritate him and possibly harm him or the little one upstairs.” Aiko said.

 

Kaiba turned, immediately glaring ice at Ajin. As he did, Kaiba once again began to question himself on his latest theory. After all, if they were created from his imagination, then why would he make up someone to threaten his own brother? That made no sense...even `he' wouldn't be that insane. He would never allow harm to come to Mokuba...never again.

 

Ajin glared coldly at Aiko for daring to speak up against him even in the slightest. But he then glanced back over at Kaiba, deciding perhaps she was right in one way. Perhaps he `should' rethink his strategy. After all, if Kaiba had any past memories of the magic his former self once yielded, Ajin certainly wouldn't want the wrath of the High Priest against him. For all he knew, perhaps he still possessed the Millennium Rod. And if the box served him, even worse. Was it worth the risk? For now, Ajin decided he would play the passive servant, until he got rid of him.

 

“The little one...of course, I would never dream of harming such a darling child.” Ajin said. Then bowing to Kaiba, he added, “And I certainly wouldn't want to enrage the wish maker.”

 

Aiko eyed him suspiciously. It was not normal for Ajin to care about angering the wish-maker. He didn't care about anyone. If anything, time had only made him more and more evil trapped in this box. Aiko was in fact concerned about Seto's safety, with Ajin released. `What are you planning, now?' she wondered.

 

Even with her own powers, she was no match for Ajin, who was simply too powerful for her. `My priest, I will do all I can to help protect you and the little one...but I can only do so much. Could the box have chosen you because you were once the High Priest, or is it something different? Perhaps it has sensed the evil that has grown inside Ajin, which only seems to be getting stronger. Maybe the box feels you can somehow stop him...only time will tell.' Aiko thought.

 

Either way, Ajin's words seemed to calm Kaiba down. He turned away, saying, “So, you'd toss me into some dimension where I'd see my so-called biological parents, huh? This whole idea sounds absurd. I have no intention of abandoning my brother.”

 

“Abandoning? But he would be there.” Ajin told him with an evil smirk.

 

Kaiba glanced at him, hearing this...seeming to be considering Ajin's suggestion.

 

“Wouldn't you want that, Kaiba? It's why you wished it, after all. A chance for you and your brother to see and be with your parents again, if they had lived. Don't you think your brother deserves that?” Ajin asked.

 

`What if it's real?' Kaiba wondered to himself. `No...Nothing comes without a price. Nothing is handed to you...this is a trick.' Kaiba now turned his full attention to Ajin, suddenly taking this as some kind of game. He wouldn't say no, yet. He wanted to know what Ajin really wanted.

 

“All right...let's say I believe you, and you send me to this so-called paradise. Then again, maybe it isn't paradise. My parents are dead, and you inadvertently threatened my brother once. Maybe this is just another way of saying you plan to kill me, by `joining my parents'.” Kaiba stated.

 

“Not at all. That I promise you, Kaiba...it is not death I am here to bring you, merely your wish. And your parents would be alive indeed, that I guarantee.” Ajin said. `Though, I have to admit, such an idea would be most amusing. Too bad I didn't think that up, originally.' he thought. But he already had the idea set what he was going to do...he couldn't change it once it was offered.

 

“So, what do you get out of this arrangement?” Kaiba asked.

 

“Temporary freedom from the box.” Ajin said. “Is that all?”

 

“If I agreed to such a thing, maybe when I went there I decided it's not as glamorous as I had hoped. Then what? What if I don't want to stay?” Kaiba asked.

 

“Well, in that case...I'd say I can give you two weeks in that world to decide and choose.” Ajin said.

 

Kaiba considered what he said, then turned away. “I'll think about it. You can go, now...go hide back in your box or whatever.”

 

Ajin frowned at that, stating, “And what's wrong with not doing this now?”

 

Kaiba glanced back towards him. “Well, Ajin...you see, I already have a life. And in this life, I have responsibilities that come first. I have a company to run, and a sick brother to take care of. Leaving that for 2 weeks is out of the question.”

 

“That's not a problem, at all. Though you still get two weeks in the other world to decide, in this world you will only be gone for two hours, to decide to either stay or return. You must choose, or it will be chosen by your hearts desire by midnight on the final night. If your hearts desire is to return to this world then it shall be done. If not, this world will disappear and you'll remain in that world forever. I'll give you an hour to decide.” Ajin said.

 

“Fine.” Kaiba said as he heard the door open. Kaiba turned, surprised to see the security guard already returned with the medicine.

 

“That was faster than expected.” Kaiba muttered.

 

The security nodded. “Fortunately, the storm is finally beginning to let us, sir.”

 

“Good job.” Kaiba said, standing as he took the medicine from his security.

 

The man bowed, saying, “Thank you, mister Kaiba.” and left the room.

 

During the short time the guard was there, once again Kaiba noticed the security never glanced towards either Aiko or Ajin even once...as if they weren't even there, just like Aiko said. It was a reminder to Kaiba that if he was the only person that could see him, then indeed they couldn't be real. `Of course. Then they really are my imagination.' he thought.

 

Now totally convinced that they were only in his head, Kaiba then left the room himself, heading to Mokuba's room.

 

After he left, Aiko turned to Ajin, saying, “He would not be with his brother...`his' brother would still be here.”

 

“The brat's in that world, too. Maybe it's not the exactly same as his brother, but who cares...it's close enough.” Ajin scoffed.

 

“You lied to him.” Accused Aiko.

 

“I bent the truth.” Ajin said. Then eyeing her, he asked, “Actually Aiko, you seemed to be awfully chummy with the priest I noticed. I certainly hope you sleeping with the man doesn't make you decide to be...foolish in forgetting whose side you're on. I know you wouldn't be stupid and dare to cross me.”

 

“Of course not.” Aiko lied. “I simply thought that rash actions would be foolish, and an utter waste of time.”

 

“Time we have plenty of, my dear.” Ajin smiled evilly. He turned away, saying, “Very well. But I am going to get these wishes over with, so don't interfere again.”

 

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Kaiba returned to his brother's room, and sat on the bed besides him. Mokuba couldn't take any more medicine for another two hours. Instead, Kaiba replaced the dried cloth on his head for a new one he brought with him from the hall bathroom, after wetting it up in the sink. He placed the new one on his forehead, and gently pulled back a few strands of his hair.

 

“Mokuba.” Kaiba whispered, as he moved his hand to his brother's face, rubbing it gently against his cheek, feeling how warm he was from his fever. “The doctor's taking care of you...you'll be back to normal in a matter of days.”