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Responsibility	By : KitsuneSeven Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1062 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Responsibility
- 2-Insanity
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Disclaimer : I do not own YuGiOh or any of its characters. They belong to their respective owner(s). Any original character within this story, however, so belong to me, and I hold any and all rights to them. I did not make any money from the creation of this story.
Summary : Katsuya had always dreamed of becoming a doctor. But when a past he regrets comes back to haunt him, will the one he loves have to pay the price?
Warning : This story contains abuse, Shounen-ai/Yaoi, and adult language. Oh, and some Seto OOC-ness. Do not proceed any further if any of these offend you. You have been warned.

Responsibility

Chapter I

�Thanks Adam�
�What do you mean I have to go back?! You said I would never have to go back there again!�
�I know, Joseph, but your father, and your brother-�
�Don�t call me that! I�m not Joey anymore!�

�I�m sorry. Katsuya, then� After the accident, there is no one left to run your parents�-�

�I know all of that already�� The males voice came out in a bit of a snarl, one he had learned from a very arrogant man. �Just� Set up the trip for Wednesday and get back to me when it�s done.�
�Yes, Katsuya, si-�
The blonde didn�t bother to listen to the rest of the sentence, ramming the headset back onto the wall-mounted receiver. Damn them for calling him, in the middle of work, no less! It was Sunday, usually his favorite day. He�d been at work since 6 am, and still expected to be here a good 8 more hours, at the very least. He had begun his internship at the Domino Community Hospital but a few weeks ago. Figures that now, after everything he had worked so hard for was finally falling into place, he would be ripped back out of it.
�Jonouchi-san! Jonouchi-san!� At the sound of the light hearted voice coming from behind him, the blonde couldn�t keep the smile from his face. His voice instantly fell back into his, now-customary, Japanese dialect as he turned to face the girl rushing towards him.
�What is it, Nerua?� His voice was as warm as his smile; a quick change from his aggravation not a few moments prior.
�Jonouchi-san�� She paused as she finally reached him, bending over at the waist, trying to catch her breath. �Jonouchi-san, there is a patient in room 317 that says he will only be seen by you! Or rather, his younger brother is saying it for him. The older sibling appears to be sleeping, but the boy will only seem to let you in, and-�
�Nerua, please. It�s okay. I�ll go up and see him.� The smile that instantly brightened the girl�s face would have been heart stopping, if Jonouchi had been interested in girls. But the slightly shorter red-head before him already knew that. They had been in the same classes together throughout college, and had become quite close.
�Oh thank you, Jonouchi-san! I�m sure you�ll be able to help young master Kaiba calm himself!� The blonde stopped dead. Young master- Mokuba?! Mokuba was here?! Did that mean Seto was hurt?! No, no. It couldn�t be that bad. If it were serious, they would have been taken to the emergency room. No, everything was sure to be alright. It was good that Nerua Uniri, though very kind hearted and warming, was quite often very oblivious. She didn�t see him falter, or the sudden worry pass before his amber eyes.
�Thank you for coming to me, Nerua.� Without a second�s pause he proceeded past the girl, ruffling her shoulder-length hair a bit as he passed. He heard her giggle from behind him, but didn�t take the time to look. Despite telling himself everything was alright, he couldn�t help the worry that encompassed him for the older Kaiba brother.
He was down the hall and within the elevator in a few moment�s time, previous troubles forgotten. His focus had to be on his work, at least until the end of the day. Then he could worry about the near-future.
Traveling up to the third floor, he quickly exited the elevator, taking no pause in finding his way to room 317. The door was closed, and no noise was coming from it. Taking a deep breath, the blonde brought his hand up, knocking gently upon the door before entering. The answer was a bit of a shock.
�I said I wanted Katsuya Jonouchi! Go away!� Yes, that was definitely Mokuba�s voice. Despite the boy having grown older and gone through puberty, that was most definitely him.
�Moki, it�s me.� As he spoke, he took the doorknob in his grasp and forced the door open. He had almost made it inside, too, but for the sudden large mass that seemed to swallow him up.
�Katsuya! Oh, thank the gods it�s you! Hurry, come inside! Close the door!� Not as though the blonde had any say in the matter. Without warning he was dragged into the small room, hearing the door slammed closed behind him. It took a few moment for his eyes to adjust to the room�s dim lighting. Once he was released, he smiled down at the still slightly shorter male before him.
�Mokuba, it�s okay. What�s wrong?�
�Seto got into a car accident and broke his leg and the stupid doctors say he has to stay the night here and I don�t want him to, cause I would have to leave, and it�s not fair, and I thought maybe you-�
�Okay okay, Mokuba! Slow down!� His hands were raised before him almost defensively as he smiled down at the raven-haired boy. He sure reminded him of a girl he knew� �I�m sure something can get worked out.� He directed himself towards the bed where the sleeping Kaiba lay. They had probably given him a lot of painkillers that had knocked him out. Otherwise, Jonouchi was sure he would have been woken up by his younger brother�s rantings. The blonde took the clipboard that hung of the end of the bed and read the paper attached to it both quickly and thoroughly. It seemed Seto had broken his right leg in three different locations, his kneecap fractured, and his ankle sprained. Also, his left ankle had been twisted, though nothing serious.
Turning back to the younger brother, he didn�t realize his brow was so furrowed in thought until Mokuba made a sheepish noise. Amber eyes met pools of blue that he knew matched those hid behind sleeping lids. A gentle smile warmed his face as he replaced the clipboard.
�Well, Mokuba, the doctors are right. Your brother does need to stay here overnight so that they can make sure everything�s okay. But I�m sure I can talk to a very nice nurse and arrange for you to stay the night here. Is that alright with you?�
�Sure, just so long as I don�t have to leave Seto alone!� His face and changed from one of worry to glee. Even though Mokuba was at least 16 now, he was still very able to act like a kid. And Jonouchi was happy for him.
�Alright. I�ll go talk to my friend and see about setting this all up. I�ll come back and check up on you two in a little bit, okay?�
�Okay! Bye, Katsuya!�
�See ya later, Moki.� With a warm laughter and a tight hug, the blonde made his way out of the room, closing it behind him. It was almost One, and nearly time for his break. It would be nice to be able to step outside for a minute�
Jonouchi found Nerua back where he had left her, down in the break room where he had been summoned for the phone call.
�Ah, Jonouchi-san! Is everything okay?� She had been in the process of fighting with the vending machine, trying to make it produce her requested bottle of soda. Of course, the thing rarely ever seemed to work, and it didn�t appear that the hospital would be getting a new one any time soon.
�Yes, everything�s fine. But I do have a favor to ask. You see, Mokuba wants to stay the night here with his brother. Do you think you could work something out with the other nurses?�
�Oh, of course! We do that sort of thing all of the time!� Her green eyes were warm as they returned once more to the arrogant machine against the wall. Hearing a rustling behind her, she turned once more to the blonde who she had become friends with. �Are you going outside?� A nod was her response. �You know, you should really stop smoking, Jonouchi-san. It�s bad for you.�
�I know that, Nerua. Don�t worry, I�ll quit. Eventually�� As he slung his loose jacket over his upper body, he padded down the pockets to have sure his pack of cigarettes and lighter were still there. �And how many times do I have to ask you to call me Katsuya? We�ve been friends for over 5 years!�
�I know, but you�re still me senior, Jonouchi-san!� Her smile was almost too sweet for the blonde as he laughed gently, taking his leave from the break room. He was out the back door in a moment�s time, striding over to the vacant smoking area few of the hospital�s employees used. He couldn�t help but notice how he was just within sight of the room in which the brunette CEO was lying.
And without his consent, his mind returned to the obtrusive phone call he had received earlier. That stupid accident� Now he would have to return to the home he abhorred. True, he had hated his home when he was a teenager, having lived with the man he called a father for so many years, being beaten day in and day out. But that was nothing compared to the world over-seas.
The man so many of his friends had known to be his father, was not. He had actually been Jonouchi�s uncle, still related by blood, though not as directly. He had been sent over to Japan when he was still very young, to his aunt and uncle, who had no children at the time. They had been loving make-shift parents, for a time. That was, until Shizuka came about. Katsuya had thought of her as his sister, rather than cousin. It didn�t matter to him that they weren�t related in such a way. But they were family.
As time grew on, his aunt and uncle began to give him far less attention than a young boy needed to survive. Their thoughts were focused only on their beautiful baby girl. But the blonde hadn�t minded. He knew he wasn�t rightfully their child, and was happy to see Shizuka prized and spoiled by them.
It changed, though, when the adults finally took time to remember Katsuya was there. His uncle insisted on sending him back to the states, to live with his rightful family. But his aunt, no, all she thought of was what the neighbors would say. So instead, she took the less obtrusive way out. She divorced Katsuya�s uncle, taking Shizuka with her.
And Katsuya�s uncle blamed it all on him. He was still small at the time, and took weak to fight back against the beatings he received. The abuse was harsh, but he took it. The words were mean, but he took it.
It had continued all the way through high school, until Katsuya had finally been able to break away. It had been the day of his graduation that he had finally conjured up the nerve to stand up to the man he called father. He moved out that day, into a small apartment on the other side of town, severing himself completely from what he had once called family. Everyone, except for Shizuka of course. She was still his sister, no matter what.
It was when his fingers started to burn that the blonde realized just how long he had been standing outside. It was so easy for him to lose track of time that way. Placing the cigarette butt in the cylinder labeled �Smokers� Oasis�, he retreated back indoors to the break room to dispose of his jacket. He hadn�t noticed the icy blue eyes staring down at him angrily from the third story window.
A/N : Well, there�s the first chapter. Hope it doesn�t suck too bad. Don�t really know what happens in hospitals or anything like that, so please bare with me. Oh, and please take a simple moment to review. ^^

~Kitsune Seven
P.S. To explain the title of this chapter, I originally couldn�t think of a name for the story, but my friend Adam helped me think of one, so, yeah. Special thanks to him. Might put him in here somewhere�
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