HowtoLaughOutLoud

Break me in,
Teach us to cheat
And to lie, cover up
What shouldn't be shared?
 

Kaiba gasped when a blur of raven black tackled him hard, knocking the wind out of his chest. "M-Mokuba!" He choked and inhaled sharply, "What's wrong?" It wasn't like the boy to come in here in the middle of night, not even from nightmares. He patted his younger brother's back awkwardly, trying to get Mokuba to let up so he could breathe. Kaiba stopped moving when he heard a sob, feeling wetness on his bare chest when his brother shifted his position to where his cheek laid on his front.

"Mokuba, are you hurt...?" He asked worriedly, concerned that something might have happened to his brother; ha, it was only his little brother who he truely worried about, not that scoundrel. Never that scoundrel...

Why that scoundrel?

That only made Mokuba cry harder, it seemed, and he wailed out: "Big brother! Yuugis just called; he said that Jounouchi is at the hospital!"

Kaiba sat up in a quick, forcing Mokuba to crumble to his knees beside the bed. Mokuba mewled to him, confused, but Kaiba stood and stomped right out of the room, down the hall to where he last seen Jounouchi and the doctor. He wrenched open the door, but no one was there. The bed had been nicely made as though no disturbance had been there, yet on the nightstand, a white sheet of paper folded and proped stood, a black fountain pen layed next to it. On the front, in neat scrawl, Master Kaiba read.

Scowling that Watase had specificly defied his orders, Kaiba marched to the bed table and snatched the letter.Master Kaiba,

At the end of my examination, Jounouchi had woken up. He did not like the fact that he was here and left when I was about to get you and had back turned, my apologizes. I'm on my way to find him, if you get find this note before I return.

On a more urgent note, Master Kaiba, I will advise that you call the police; someone has done something terrible to Jounouchi. There were--... the note had been scribbled throughly after that enough to leave a black spot on the back of it.--O.Watase

Kaiba crunched the note in his fist. It was pretty obvious what had happened; Watase never knew that Jounouchi and he fought with fists so would never had suspected that the flea bag would run once he figured out where he was after he gathered his senses. Watase must have chased him down and brought him back, but Jounouchi wouldn't have stood being in the same house as Kaiba. He never accepted help from him before, and Kaiba knew he wouldn't start then if he could help it.

Yet why did he come here?

Kaiba glanced at the pointed edges sticking out from his fist. Apparently Jounouchi had read the note Watase left for him and crossed somethings out that he didn't want Kaiba knowing, but why not black out the entire paragraph? If Jounouchi didn't want anyone's help, he wouldn't have left the bit about calling the police visible. Kaiba inwardly groaned, long fingers running through his hair; he wanted to have a talk with that mutt as soon as possible. Now that Jounouchi seemed to have his head on straight enough to run from his manor and call Motou from the hospital, Kaiba found this a good opportunity to get his answers while knowing that the dog won't be able to bite back hard.

"Seto?" Mokuba was at the bedroom door. It was just about this time that Kaiba finally realized the time of night by the clock on the bedside table. It was nearing three in the morning - Jesus Christ, he'd only slept for two hours. He metally rolled his eyes; he was going to need coffee. Lots of coffee.

"Go back to bed, Mokuba," Kaiba turned around and passed his younger brother on the way back to his room to change clothes, "I'll head to vet to check on the stray."

Through his concern, Mokuba smiled sleepily, believing his brother would take care of the situation; he would go visit Jounouchi in the more godly hours of the morning, anyway, if he was still emitted there. He went back to his room, wishing his older brother a good night again, and saying he'd see him later at the office, before he left out the front doors - white gravity-defing trench coat in his wake and on to the Harley, and zooming down the street.

There were some things that still forward themselves in Kaiba's thought process; that dream for one he had earlier. Kaiba didn't know anytihng that went on in Jounouchi's home life other than the mutt lived with his father while his sister with their mother, but what he heard the mutt appologize for in his dream caused...spectulation on the elder Jounouchi. There were shaky rumors about the dog's father - some that said that he commited suicide after his wife left him died and that's why Jounouchi was paying the bills himself, others said that he was in the military and had been called out and that was why Jounouchi recieved special privlages from the school like being able to skip out on some days because the teachers sucked up to his father - but Kaiba never payed attentioned to those far fetched rumors (Jounouchi was too young to live on his own, and would have been richer if his father worked in the military).

Another concerning - not concerning - intriguging (hell if he be actually be concerned for the mutt just yet) matter was that Jounouchi was reluctantly asking help from him. "...Someone has done something terrible to Jounouchi. There were..." There were... There were, what? Kaiba knew Watase had found something on Jounouchi's body to go as far as to calling the police. More scars? No, they had already found about ninty scars, cuts and bruises and Watase hadn't advised to call the police then. Kaiba thought for a moment, eyes widening with a sudden struck idea, then narrowed with realization. It couldn't possibly...! But what other choices were there left?

Kaiba sped through a yellow traffic light with determination before it turned red; he didn't want to be held down by red lights now.

In a matter of minutes, he was at Domino Hospital, barging through the doors and demanding to see Watase. A woman at the reception's desk directed him to the third floor where Kaiba was greeted with the unwelcoming sight of the Geek Freaks. The cheerleading bear appeared to be asleep (thank god; like he needed to hear her stupid vows at this ungodly hour without any caffine), but Motou and Fish-head whats-his-name were still awake and had seen him come in. Motou stood from his waiting seat to greet him, but fish freak was glaring at him with wariness, as if daring him to start something about the dog.

"Kaiba!" Motou whispered and offered a tight smile. He was dressed in plain light blue pajamas that looked about big enough to fit Mokuba that Kaiba rose a cool eyebrow at the sight him. The brunette didn't return the expression, looking past him to the other hard set brunette who slowly stood from his chair. Kaiba noted that the fish freak was dressed in day clothes, as though more prepared for this situation, then Kaiba's attention shifted back to the starfish shrimp.

"Doctor Osaki Watase," Kaiba said, getting straight to the point, "Have you seen him? He came in with the dog, I'm presuming."

Whats-his-name stepped forward once more, saying softly in case of waking the dancing bear, "Yeah, I've seen him." Kaiba just noticed that the fish freak had almost the same thick accent as the dog did, though pronouncing 'him' with more H than Jounouchi would have. Fish man jerked his head to the door they were waiting outside of, and said: "He's wants to talk with you."

"You, too, Honda, since you've known Jounouchi the longest; you would know more of his family's medical history than I," Motou reminded, though Kaiba had no doubt that fish freak had forgotten that judging by his steely look towards him, blue and brown eyes clashing. Kaiba could tell that fish fin was edging for a fight if he said something about Jounouchi. Fish fin turned and started towards the patient's room, not bothering to tell Kaiba to follow as he would have done so anyway.

The young genius CEO could also see from studying body language that the fish man knew something about Jounouchi that he was unwilling to share with him.

All the truth unwinding
Scraping away
At my mind
Please stop asking me to describe him