Chapter Five: Heirs to Kaiba Corp
Half a human year later, the two new Kaibas were already registered, but thankfully, not on the news. Whatever the press did, Seto didn’t say anything. He was as silent as a grave. Seto won’t say anything. Even Mokuba. That day when Seto had decided to register them as Japanese citizens, Mokuba didn’t go to school anymore. He had tutors.
But, of course, for money, someone had leaked about the two new Kaibas. And, it hit the headlines.
Two Dragons Heir to Kaiba Corp
And, as you had guessed, it drove Seto mad. “ISONO!” he yelled for him from the dining hall as he exited the said room. He met the nervous and sweating bodyguard/driver/secretary etc by the foot of the grand staircase.
“Y-yes, Master Seto?” he replied, ‘Oh dear, it’s seven in the morning and he’s yelling. I’m doomed,’
“Don’t you ‘Yes, Master Seto?’ me!” he said angrily. “What the ******** is the meaning of this?!” Seto shoved the day’s paper in Isono’s hands. “Well?! I thought you filed this as confidential! How the freaking ******** did it get out to the public?!”
Mokuba came down the stairs. He had apparently got woken up by Seto’s yelling. “Niisama?” he rubbed his eyes as he went down the stairs. “Why are you yelling so early?” he asked.
“This!” Seto pointed to the paper.
It was as if Mokuba’s sleepiness was punched out of his system. The headline of the day’s paper shocked him the same way it shocked him when Seto brought home two dragons who were now titled ‘Heirs to Kaiba Corp’. “Holy s**t.”
“Mokuba! Language!” Seto scolded him as he pointed on his face, and went back to Isono. “Well?!”
“It was filed as confidential, sir!”
“Someone clearly paid that son of a b***h to spill. Isono, I want you to find that ********, and beat him up.”
“Niisama! You shouldn’t do that!”
“I want to, I can, and I will,” Seto went up the stairs past Mokuba. “Mokuba, get ready for your tutors, I’m going to work,”
Mokuba sighed. “Isono, you’re in big trouble. And beat the s**t out of that sucker, ok?” Mokuba smiled at him and patted his shoulder. “Just make sure you don’t get caught, ok?” he went past him to go to the dining hall.
“Oh, yeah,” Isono sounded like he wanted to back out. “I’m in a heap of trouble, Master Mokuba,”
Mokuba turned around. “You’ll be fine!” he waved, and headed for the dining hall.
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Seto put on his suit after a nice, long, warm, calming bath. Or at least he thought it had calmed him down a little. Nevertheless, he was still angry, and making him angrier, was the sound of the alarm of his cell phone. “Dammit!” he grabbed it from the desk nearby and saw on the LCD screen of the device, was a reminder that he was supposed to take the two to the doctor. He looked at the twins still sleeping on his messy bed. He sighed.
Pillows surrounded the two, preventing them from moving too much, and falling from the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at them. “I knew it would be a bad idea to keep you two,” he said, directing the statement at the sleeping forms. He almost wanted to believe that they were going to answer back. He gave a big breath out.
He grabbed a shirt from his walk-in closet, and heard someone knock and enter his room. He came out, holding the shirt, and saw that it was Mokuba, all dressed and ready for his tutors. “Seto?”
“Mokuba, put this on, over your shirt,” he threw the shirt over at him, with the boy looking confused.
“Huh? Why?” Mokuba walked over to the bed, doing what he was told.
“Wake those two up and give them a bath,”
“Wh-what?!” Mokuba almost stepped on his tail.
“You’re wearing my shirt, so they’ll think you’re me,” Seto explained as he sat back down on the edge of the bed, beside the sleeping forms. “Besides, I’ve already dressed up, and I’ve forgotten that I have to take them to the doctor today. Go to the bathroom and ready the tub, don’t fill it up, just enough for them to get soaked, but not all the way to the head.”
With defeat, Mokuba obeyed and made his way to the gigantic bathroom. “Hai, hai!”
Seto poked both dragons once. With sharp senses, Yami and Yuugi fluttered their eyes open, staring up at the businessman who had cut their wonderful sleep. Instead of crying, with the sight of Seto and in his presence, both had let out cute giggles at had their hands up, wanting to be carried. Seto heard Mokuba laugh by the bathroom door. Seto turned his gaze from the twins to the raven haired boy. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing, really,” Mokuba answered, walking over and picking Yuugi, the nicer one of the twins, up. “Your daddy’s sooo handsome, isn’t he?”
Yuugi looked up at him with confused orbs. “Eh?”
“Oh, you’re just sooooo cute!” Mokuba exclaimed. “And you’re nicer than Yami, too!” he gave the other one a raspberry, who was now sitting up on the bed with the help of Seto. “Not to mention way cuter!” Mokuba brought him to the bathroom.
Yami looked up at the older Kaiba. “You can bite him anytime.” Said Seto, and he was given a smile with four front teeth for a reply.
“Hey! I heard that! No way I’m bathing him!” came Mokuba’s voice from the bathroom that seemed to echo.
Seto chuckled. “Bite him.”
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“Mokuba! Get Yuugi and we’re going to the hospital!” Seto already had Yami in his arms, already dressed up and fed. “We’re taking the helicopter!” He put on Yami’s coat. “Dammit. How do you get these little things on you?!”
“Seto! Language!” Mokuba came out from Seto’s walk-in closet with Yuugi’s coat. “You’re talking to a baby and you’re cussing!” now Mokuba was the one who lectured Seto. He put the coat on Yuugi and they went on their way.
The helicopter was just outside the manor grounds, already ready to take off. “Don’t let anything get into their eyes!” Seto yelled, making sure Mokuba heard him through the noise of the aircraft. He held onto Yami’s fragile head, keeping the boy’s eyes close to his chest. Mokuba did the same.
Oh right, sarcastically speaking. This was a good idea. Take the kids to the hospital by helicopter. That would surely let the public know that he’s avoiding them. Why did they want to know so much about him? It’s not like he’s the only rich person in the world. Wait. Wrong sentence. He’s not the only rich person in the world. But he is the youngest rich kid in the world. Who would be able to run a huge international ammunitions company turned into a gaming corporation at 200 years old? Maybe even younger! Besides, it’s not his fault he was able to take over his b*****d of a father’s company at that age. It wasn’t his fault he was a genius.
“Look, Yuugi, look!” Mokuba pointed out the window, letting the kid see the beautiful city view. “Someday, when Seto teaches you fly, you’ll be able to fly over this very city! This city, my dear nephew, is Domino City, The City of Duelists, and your daddy is one of those duelists!” he smiled. Then he turned to Seto. “Hey, niisama, when are you going to teach them to walk? And then fly?”
Seto who was looking outside the window, didn’t really like the sound of what Mokuba had just said. “Your daddy,”?. Felt like it needed the helpful phrase or word, “YUCK”.
And Yami was busy staring at Seto’s face. He had no particular reason. He just liked staring at his face. And no matter how long the kid stared at the brunette’s face, he never seemed to get tired of it. Seto, on the other hand, didn’t notice this. Maybe, in Mokuba’s opinion, that Yami’s really familiarizing himself with the person he and his twin cried for a lot.
“Maybe after this check-up, but I’m not sure,” Seto answered, not turning his gaze from the view outside to his brother beside him and not knowing what he had just said. After a few moments, he looked at Mokuba. “Wait. What did you say?”
“You are not going to take back what you said. You’re not going to work and you’re going to teach the twins to walk.” Mokuba gave him an evil smile. Oh yeah. He wasn’t going to let Seto off of this one.
“Nani?!”
“You’re the one who said it, that you’re going to teach them to walk after we take them to the doctor, that’s what you said, and that’s what’s going to be final,”
“Dammit.”
“Language!”
“Right,” Seto nodded. He really should avoid cussing. He put back his gaze outside.
There was a wee bit silence between the two. Until a voice came to break it. “Secho.”
“What?” Seto looked at Mokuba.
“What?” Mokuba looked at him as well.
“Why are you asking me? You’re the one who called my name,”
“I didn’t call your name,”
“Yes, you did-”
“Secho.”
“Seto, it was Yami calling your name,” Mokuba burst out into laughter. “Oh, my! That was so cute! Your first word’s ‘Seto’!” Mokuba turned to Yuugi. “Hear that, Yuugi? Yami just learned your daddy’s name! Isn’t that amazing?”
Seto stared at the kid he was holding. Along with the smile on the kid’s face, Yami’s tail was swaying left to right. “Well, well, well, guess you’re learning,”
“Secho.”
“Seto, you shouldn’t let him call you by your name,” said Mokuba, moving a bit closer to Seto. “Have him address you of what you are him, a father.” Then he directed his next statement to Yami. “Call him daddy, ok? It’s not nice calling your daddy by his first name, ok?”
Seto rolled his eyes. “Whatever, Mokuba,”
“Sir, we are about to land in KC Medical Center’s helipad.” The pilot informed them. Seto nodded, and within a few moments, they have touched the building’s roof, and they went on their way.
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“So these are the two cuties that made the headline today,” said the Kaiba family’s doctor, Ishizu Ishtar. She had long black hair, and black was also the color of her wings. “My, my, my, what beautiful hatchlings. And they have a regal colour, too! Violet!” she said as Seto and Mokuba put the twins down on the bed in her office.
“Careful,” said Mokuba, sitting beside Seto on the sofa. “The handsome one bites,”
“Handsome, yes, just like their father,” Ishizu chuckled. “This one, is Yami, correct?” she looked at Mokuba, and he nodded. “You’re the one who bites, huh? Let’s see those teeth, honey,” she tried to look at Yami’s teeth, but she ended up almost getting bitten.
“See? I told you he bites,” said Mokuba, Seto chuckled. “Yeah, Seto, laugh your way out of this.” He turned back to Ishizu. “He’s laughing cuz he’s the only one Yami likes.”
“Well, that’s normal for cute babies, like you!” she cooed at the twins. “Hm, well, I’m going to get my twin brothers and help you calm them down when we take their temperatures. Seto, darling, carry them so they won’t fall from the bed, and so that’s they’re ready when I come back.” she went out, leaving the four in the room.
The brothers picked up their respective babies. “Niisama, what did she mean ‘calm them down’?”
“They’re not going to use electric thermometers like I use with you Mokuba, that one that goes in your ear?” Mokuba nodded. “They’re going to use the rectal thermometer,”
“Rectal? I can’t seem to remember what that term means,”
“They’re going to take their temperatures up their a**, Mokuba,”
“Wh-what?! That’s horrible!”
Oh yeah. It was horrible for little Mokuba. He couldn’t take seeing Yuugi get a thermometer shoved up his cute little bum. He went out, leaving Yuugi with Marik, one of Ishizu’s twin brothers. Yuugi, not liking the person he was left with. He had been biting his fingers, and pulling on his hair.
“It’s always like this…every single baby I handle,” said Marik, trying to get Yuugi’s hands off his hair. “Oh yeah, sure, they’re cute, but they’re monsters – OW! Sister!” Yuugi pulled Marik’s earring.
Yami was crying and screaming his lungs out, clinging to Seto as if it was the end of the world. “Isn’t there any other way?” Seto asked, wincing as Yami’s nails dug into his neck.
“I’m afraid not, Seto – Malik, hold his tail!” said Ishizu
“I’m trying!” said Malik, trying to get a hold of Yami’s tail which was swishing wildly in pain.
“Come on, Yami, just calm down,” Seto told him, rubbing small circles on the boy’s back. Seto saw Ishizu pull out the thermometer, and took a look. “Good, it’s over,” Yami continued crying, burying himself in Seto’s chest. “Damn, poor little guy,”
“Oh, it’s not over yet, darling, you still have little Yuu-chan over there,” she recorded the temperature, and cleansed the thermometer with a cotton soaked in rubbing alcohol. “I’m sorry, Yami-kun,” she cooed at him.
Marik was about to give Seto Yuugi, and Seto was also about to hand Yami to Marik, but Yami wouldn’t let go and grabbed Seto’s blue tie. “Try having him grab onto my leg,” and that was what was done. Marik had to endure a little of Yami’s bites first before he had Yami latch onto Seto’s leg.
Now Yuugi was the one crying and screaming. It was like Seto didn’t want them to go back to the doctor after this ever again. They were done after a few moments, and Ishizu wrote the temperature she got. “Well, the cuties are pretty healthy to me,” she said, putting the two folders in her file cabinet. “Marik, call Mokuba,”
Marik went out and went to Mokuba in the waiting room. “Hey, Mokuba-kun, it’s over,” Mokuba stood up and Marik put an arm around him. “You know, being a nurse isn’t all that bad, you get to see a lot of babies everyday, and meet a lot of people.”
“Really, Marik-oniichan?” said Mokuba, he had known Marik since they became Kaibas. So he might say they were close. “But then the babies wouldn’t like you,”
“Some don’t, some do,” said Marik, leading Mokuba back into Ishizu’s office. “Sister,”
“They’re fine, you can go home now,” she stood up from behind her desk and cooed at the small dragons. “I hope I can see you soon, you little cuties,”
“Yeah,” said Malik. “So they can make another day of our lives a living hell,”
Yami and Yuugi looked like they didn’t like her. “We should go, I made a promise to a certain someone,” Mokuba was about to take Yuugi from Seto’s arms, but Yuugi didn’t want to be carried by another dragon at the moment, so he didn’t let go. “Thanks, Ishizu,” said Seto turning to leave.
“Bring them back soon, Seto-kun!”
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“Give us the files of those two kids that were just in here, now!” one of the two dragons threatened Ishizu with a gun
“Hand them over, or you die!” the other one also aimed his gun at the doctor. “Hand them over!” he demanded.
Ishizu didn’t say anything and gave them the two folders. “Just don’t shoot!” she pleaded. The two left, leaving with the two most important files she had right now.
They went up the helipad and flew to a nearby, abandoned warehouse. “What does it say?”
“One’s Yami Kaiba. Ten pounds. Blood type AB. Amethyst eyes. The other’s Yuugi Kaiba. Same weight, blood type and eyes as the other one,” he answered. “So now we know His Highnesses’ names.”
“Only problem is, who’s who?”
“Well find out tonight,”
“He knows we’re coming, ayt? He always knows we’re there!”
“We have no choice! Look. I want to get my daughter back. I don’t want her being treated as a servant in that castle, do you understand me?! You’re lucky your son only as to take care of their horses!”
“But my son sleeps in the stables!”
“And my daughter sleeps in a cell!” he retaliated. “Look, I hate spying on them as much as you do. I also want to leave His Highnesses alone with their new family. But keeping me doing this is the hope that when we come home with the news they want, they give me back the only family I have left!”
“Sometimes,” he sat down on the cold, concrete floor. “I wish that I had never joined the Royal Guards,”
“Same here,”
“Because the thought of having a wife and children never crossed my mind.”
“Enough of this. The war still isn’t over. And that war will probably go on for another century or two like the last one. We have that time to see if they progress and to see if their spirit is authentic.”
“Yeah, one proof is they managed to get their new father to attach to them so quickly and to protect them while we were there,"
