100 Puppies and Dragons | By : ReizOokami Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8453 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Seeking Solace
"Seto! Seto, turn on your TV!" Mokuba gasped, running into his brother's bedroom.
Seto blinked, tissue still covering most of his face as he took in his brother's disheveled appearance. "…Did you run all the way from soccer practice?"
The younger boy rushed over to grab the remote on his bedside table. "Of course I did! I could see the smoke and flames from the park!"
"Smoke and flames…?" Seto finished blowing his nose as the TV screen came to life and turned to throw it into the trash. "What, did the Turtle Game shop catch on fi—" he began to joke, before his eyes locked on the screen.
He thought it was a replay of what had happened in America, when the Twin Towers had fallen because of a terrorist attack. He was confused as to why his brother would show him this, but then he noticed the two initials on top of the building.
He threw his blankets off and stood, world tilting a little when he realized that it was his building on fire—or perhaps that was just the last traces of fever that had kept him held up in bed. "Mokuba-!"
"I know! This is terrible!" the younger boy exclaimed, grabbing his hair.
"Mokuba, I'm going down—please catch me—OW."
Mokuba turned in surprise, then flinched when he saw his brother crumpled on the floor, looking dazed and angry and confused all at once. "Seto! Why'd you get out of bed!"
"Call the company—"
"The company's being evacuated."
"—See who was still inside—"
"It's pandemonium."
"—And see how the fire originated."
"They won't be able to tell until the fire's gone out and they can investigate," Mokuba began, sighing, only to freeze as he watched the top part of the building collapse.
Seto let out a bellow like a wounded dragon as he watched the top seventeen stories of the building he'd worked so hard to claim as his own crumpled in a heap, feeling as if his heart was being torn out of his chest. "Why is this happening?"
.-.-.-.-.-.
Joey squeaked and reached out to grab his friend's hand as he watched the top stories of Kaiba Corporation collapse. "Oh God. Kaiba-!"
They'd been playing the horrid scene over and over again for the past few days. They'd gotten no answer when they'd phoned Mokuba and when they'd called the estate, they'd been informed that no calls were being taken and to please wait for someone to contact them instead.
There hadn't been word in the papers from either of the Kaibas, no statements or comments made. The small group that called the Kaiba brothers their friends had been sick with worry but had had nothing to reassure them. It almost seemed as if… as if they were…
The door to the living room creaked open slowly. Figuring it was Yugi's grandfather, the two teens continued to watch the news reports, growing even more distressed with each clip. They just kept playing it over—
And over—
And over—
And over—
"Horrifying, isn't it?"
Yugi and Joey jumped and turned sharply, both surprised and terrified. "Wha-!"
Seto offered them an awkward sort of smile and stuck a hand in one of the pockets of his surprisingly ratty jeans. "We would have called, but Roland decided that whoever took out my office was after us. We were on the run until the perpetrators were caught."
Mokuba leapt over the back of the couch and into Yugi's arms with a sob. "Roland told us about all of the calls you guys made to the mansion and to my cell phone! I wish we could have said something!"
Yugi hugged him back and shrugged slightly. "It's okay. You're safe now. That's all that matters." He looked up at the brunet and returned the awkward smile. "That's why you guys are here, right?"
"They'll be talking about the arrest later," Seto replied, walking around the couch to sit down next to the blond that had yet to speak. He turned his gaze on the TV, where the replay of the fire was being shown again. "The police are interrogating him right now."
Joey tilted his head as he watched the brunet's eyes glaze over, looking sad and angry and helpless all at once. "…You okay, Kaiba?"
"…Two of my three secretaries were killed in the explosion." Seto sighed and leaned his head on his fist. "They sent an even larger bomb to one of the secretaries a few floors below. The explosion and the fire caused the support beams to collapse. …I was supposed to be there that day." He cleared his throat after his voice cracked and closed his eyes tightly. "…I would have been there. But Mokuba made me stay home that one last day." He paused, swallowing thickly, before he continued with a tight throat, "Everyone from that floor and up died except for the people gone on lunch. Mostly secretaries or support staff." He swallowed again. "I've always liked secretaries."
Joey frowned, taking in the brunet's pale complexion and strained, tired expression, then carefully laid his head on the older boy's shoulder. When he turned his head to look down at him in surprise, he carefully slid his arms around the brunet's chest and held him tightly. "I'm glad you're okay, Kaiba."
The brunet swallowed thickly, then slid his arm around the younger boy's back and gave him a little squeeze. Rather than saying he appreciated it—that he was glad that the blond had worried about him—he merely picked up the remote control and changed the channel. "You two watch very depressing things."
The movie they watched was corny and cliché, but everyone decided that they had never watched a better movie.
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