Kaiba Loses His Mind
Chapter One: Seto Kaiba's Disappearence
Disclaimer: I don't own the Yu-Gi-Oh characters, so please do not sue.
Rating: Rated K+
Pairings: KaibaOC (hints of)
Chapter: 1 of 5
Scheduled Update for Chapter Two: October 31, 2006
"And in other news it has been reported that a plane crashed into the Sea of Japan today. Everyone has been accounted for and found alive save for one. Seto Kaiba, owner of Kaiba Corp. has yet to be found. A few witnesses have verified that they indeed saw him. But if that's true then where could he be? Police have pronounced him missing, not willing to be too hasting in jumping to the idea of death for our young genius."
Joey shut off the television. He was so shocked he wasn't even thinking. He was just in a daze, staring at the now black television screen.Seto Kaiba was missing? Seto kaiba might be dead? That was beyond impossible. Kaiba would never die, he was much too…inhuman.
One Year LaterThe Kaiba Corp Private Jet
"I've never been to France," Joey mused, looking out the plane's window.
"It's really nice there, I promise," Mokuba replied.
Yugi looked over at the youngest boy on the private jet. In reality they had decided to take this trip to distract Mokuba from the anniversary of his brother's death. It had been much too hard on Mokuba and everyone was worried about what this anniversary might bring.
Everyone had been invited to come. Yugi sat beside Joey in front. Behind them were Tristen and Duke. In the third seat back sat Tea and Serenity. Then in the back sat Mokuba, refusing to have anyone sitting next to him. That seat was for his brother, though he didn't explain that part. He was trying his hardest not to worry anyone.
French Café"I really wish I knew how to speak French," Duke complained, "Look at all the chicks I could be hitting on if I did."
"Tu vouloirs boire?" (What do you want to drink?) a waitress asked, coming up to their table.
Everyone around the table turned to Mokuba, hoping for a translation.
"Uh…I never studied French," Mokuba said sheepishly, "It's Seto that used to do that stuff."
"Do you have anyone that works here that speaks Japanese?" Joey asked, scratching the back of his hand in an off hand fashion.
"Oui, Laisser moi chercher elle," (Yes, let me get her.) the waitress replied, guessing at what was being asked and scurrying off.
"Sorry guys," Mokuba said, looking down at the table top, "I wasn't really thinking."
"It's fine Mokuba," Yugi assured him with a bright smile, "We can just go pick up a translation dictionary and we'll be fine."
"Tu parler langue?" (What language do you speak?) a male waiter asked them. He had pitch balck sunglasses on with a light blue beret. His collar of his black leather jacket was popped up, cover the bottom half of his face. The entire outfit made him very conspicuous.
"Uh…I'm sorry, we only speak Japanese," Yugi apologized, "We're leaving though, so you don't have to worry about trying to communicate with us." He rose from his seat and the others started to follow step.
"What do you want to drink?" the waiter asked, this time in perfect and fluent Japanese.
"Oh," Yugi replied, sitting back down while his friends joined him. "Just some water would be nice."
"Coffee," Serenity and Tea said at once, turning to look at each and giggling slightly.
"Water's good, thanks," Tristen responded, picking up one of the menus at the center of the table.
"Mmm…soda, any kind's fine. Just get me whatever," Joey answered, tyring to read the menu he had already picked out.
"Coffee, Gorgeous," Duke said, smiling flirtatiously and grabbing hold of the waiter's hand.
"Duke!" Joey said unbelievably, throwing his menu aside, no longer interested in food, "Since when have you been into guys?"
The minute Duke let go of his hand he lost no time in scurrying off back into the kitchens.
"Pft," Duke shrugged off, "Never, but he's the only person that I'm able to flirt with around here. I might as well try my luck, right?"
"No," Joey argued. "France is full of gay people, what if he actually found you attractive or somethin'?"
"Then I'd just tell him it could never be after our vacation," Duke answered reasonably, "I live in Japan and he lives in France, so common sense would already tell him he can't get too involved."
"Here are your drinks," the waiter said, interrupting any comment that might have been made to Duke from his friends.
"So, Angel Face, why the hat and sunglasses?" Duke asked the waiter before he could ask for food choices.
The waiter paused, looking right at Duke for a few moments. "I-I don't like to talk about it," he answered, trying to take a step back. Unfortunately Duke had other plans and was able to grab the waiter's hand again before he could get very far.
"Mysterious," Duke answered."So do you wear the hat and sunglasses in the bedroom too?" he asked, standing up while still holding the poor man's hand, "I, for one, would die to see that."
"What can I get you to eat?" the waiter rushed out, trying to distract the man hitting on him.
"You," Duke answered, kissing the waiter's hand. "What would you say to a date, Beautiful?" he asked.
"Uh…Sir…I," the waiter stammered, looking very uncomfortable.
"The name's Duke, Hot Stuff. And you are?" Duke asked, taking a step foward and becoming even closer to the poor waiter.
Suddenly a lanky man threw Duke off of the waiter. Everyone looked rather surprised; the man didn't look like he was strong enough to lift two liters, let alone strong enough to throw put across the room.
"Ca va?" (How are you?) the man asked the waiter, outstretching his arms.
The waiter just nodded and curled up deep in the man's arms.
"Duke!" Joey yelled, standing up from his seat to yell at his friend, "Nice going! You just caused a French man to go into shock."
"Not like it's that hard," Duke answered with irritation, standing up from his crumbled position on the floor. "The French are all pussies anyway," he added, dusting himself off.
"Degare," the man murmured, not paying any attention to the customers anymore. "Je n'trouver pas la-bas. Je suis desole. Je suis tres desole," (I wasn't there for you. I am sorry. I am very sorry.) the lanky man said, removing the beret to press his nose into the waiter's brown hair.
"Je suis bein," (I am fine) the waiter answered back, snuggling deeper into the other man's hold.
Tristen and Joey shared a glance at each other, both shrugging their shoulders slightly to signal to the other that they didn't know what was going on. Tea and Serenity (much to Joey's dismay if he had been paying attention to his littel sister at that moment) sat drooling at the hugging couple, imagining every and all bedroom adventures they might have had/ would have together. Duke just stared at them it what would appear to be jealousy, but he was perfectly straight so that couldn't be the case. Yugi was the only one that remained sitting. He had a worried look on his face. All he was thinking about was how to apologize to the couple. Mokuba was standing up, trying to see what would happen next. He was ready to get kicked out of the reastuarant.
"Ca va? Ca va?" (How are you? How are you?) the man asked again, spinning the waiter around in his arms to face him.
"Bien. Bien," (Fine. Fine.) the waiter answered, smiling slightly to show he was serious.
"Je ne croire tu," (I don't believe you) the man declared, pulling off the waiter's sunglasses to see his eyes so he would know for sure what was a lie and what wasn't.
When he pulled off the sunglasses Yugi, Tea, Tristen, Joey, Duke, Mokuba, and Serenity all dropped their jaws.
In front of them, being held by the lanky man, was a black-eyed Seto Kaiba.
"Kaiba!" everyone screamed at once (save for Mokuba, who screamed out "Seto!" instead), causing the waiter to squish himself farther into the other man.
The man narrowed his eyes, as if telling them to explain themselves.
"That man is really the owner of Kaiba Corp in Japan," Tea tried to explain, pointing to SEto and forgetting that the man probably couldn't understand her.
"Come," the man said, turning and marching out of the café.
"Uh…" Yugi said, standing up but not leaving. He was unsure of what to do. "Should we pay for our drinks?" he asked the others.
Mokuba threw some money down. "That should be more than enough. Let's go," he said hurriedly, walking as fast as he could to follow the other man.
Apartment ComplexThe tourists looked around the foreign apartment, surveying the interior. The man had told them to stay put as he carried Seto bridal style into another room.
"Do you really think that's Kaiba?" Yugi whispered to Joey, "He sure didn't act like him."
"I know, Yug," Joey whispered back, "but he looked just like him. If he isn't then he's the exact replica. Even Mokuba's convinced it's Kaiba."
"Yeah but Mokuba's willing to believe anything," Tea whispered, joining the two boys in their conversation, "I mean, he's wanted his brother back for so long now. This guy's the only chance left for him."
"Explain," the man said, coming out of the room without Seto Kaiba and interrupting the whispered conversation.
"I didn't think the French were supposed to be this rude," Tea said with some irritation.
"I am sorry," the man said at once, realizing he had to be nice, "My name is Damien. And yours?"
"My name is Tea," Tea said, smiling at the now polite conversation.
"My name's Mokuba and I don't give a shit about this polite crap," Mokuba said as every turned to look at him, surprised by his language. "Why do you have my brother?" he asked.
"I see at least one of you is reasonable," Damien said proudly, "I'm proud that it was Degare's brother."
"Who's 'Degare'?" Duke asked, "Is that what you're calling Kaiba?"
"Yes," Damien answered before pausing, "Sit down, please. This will be a somewhat long story."
"I don't know the entire story," Damien continued as everyone sat down, "Just what he's told me, so please bare with me while I try to explain it all to the best of my abilities."
Everyone nodded theirs heads, leaning in closer and impatiently waiting for the start of it.
"Degare is who I assume your 'Seto Kaiba' is. My uncle found him while he was vacationing in Japan. He was fishing on the family's boat when he saw a body drifting through the waves. He dragged the body up on his boat and discovered it was still alive. Now you have to understand, my uncle knows very little Japanese. I thought he might get in trouble for dragging an unconscious body throughout the Japanese streets so, having nothing else he could do, he brought the body back with him to France."
"But that doesn't explain why he doesn't remember us," Yugi said, "How did he lose his memory?"
"I'm not sure," Damien continued, "When he woke up he could only remember bits of his past. They seemed so gruesome we didn't want to send him back to Japan. It seems he has quite an enemy over there. He doesn't tell us much about it, but he wakes up screaming from nightmares almost every night. We've tried to ask him what kept him in Japan, what good there was waiting for him there, but it seemed as if there was none."
"He has to go back," Joey said, "He's got this big company and a little brother and…"
"If he doesn't want to go back, I won't force him to," Mokuba said, interrupting Joey's ramblings, "If he wants to stay here, I'll let him. I've been fine running Kaiba Corp. and everything's been going relatively smoothly."
"He's very fragile right now," Damien intervened, "He's very jumpy and I'm pretty certain he's suffering from paranoia. I don't think this would be the best time to bring up more of his memories."
"So what are we going to do?" Tea asked," It's unfair to just leave him here, hiding from him the fact he runs a company and has a brother."
"Please understand," Damien replied, crossing his legs, "I don't think Degare could handle this all at once. I have no problem with him knowing but…to bring it up all in one go will be a bad idea."
"Just what did you do to him here?" Joey asked, standing up from his seat, "He was fine back in Japan."
"Seto's gone through a lot," Mokuba explained, looking at his lap, "He has to relive all of that stuff that Gozaburo did to him. I'd be surprised if he was the same as before. After all, now he has to relive those memories without me helping him. He has to suffer through Gozaburo without any dreams to hold onto."
"AHHHHHHHH," came a sound from the room Seto was put in, causing everyone to become silent and look towards it.
"That would be another nightmare. Come with me and you'll see what I'm talking about," Damien said, walking towards Seto's room.
To Be Continued...
Wow, this was alot longer than I thought it was going to be.
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