Chapter 4
“Seto? Seto? Wake up!” Mokuba knocked on Seto’s door around 8am. Irritated, Mokuba went in. surprisingly, the door wasn’t locked. “Seto?” he smiled at the scene he saw. Yami was Seto’s bed, while Seto was sleeping on the sofa. “And I thought you’d never let anyone sleep in your bed, ever.” He walked over to Seto to wake him up. “Hey, wake up,”
Seto turned away from him. “Mokuba, go away. Mutou and I didn’t get much sleep,”
“Yami did. You didn’t,” he said, pulling the blanket. Seto sat up irritably. “Come on,” he whispered. “The wheelchair is here. Take him for a walk on the beach,”
“In a wheelchair? I don’t think that it would be that easy to push a wheelchair in the sand,” Seto stood up and made his way to the bathroom sleepily. “Whatever. Get a servant to bring the wheelchair here and I’ll wake him up for breakfast,”
“YES!!” Mokuba whispered. “I already had Isono continue your work so you two can rest – ep! Ep! Ep!” he said, before Seto could protest. “I’ll post those pictures.” He left.
“Dammit,” he finished the hygienic morning routine and waked Yami up. “Hey, wake up. It’s time for breakfast,”
Yami opened his eyes, and blushed madly at the sight of Seto waking him up. “Uh…ha-III!!” he almost screamed the last syllable. “Will you stop doing that?!”
“Doing what?” Seto brought him to the bathroom and set him down on toilet with the lid closed.
“Picking me up without warning!”
“Just call me when you’re done,” Seto went out and waited outside.
“Dammit. Just who does he think he is? He doesn’t have to do all this and yet he does!” Then after he did what needed to be done, Yami found out that putting weight on his feet hurt like s**t. “OW!”
Seto barged in. “What?!”
“Nothing. I wanted to know how it felt to put weight on my feet. And it hurt,”
“Well, duh! Are you next to me in the honor roll? Cuz right now I think you’re not,” Seto made fun of him again. It wasn’t a pillow that flew right at him this time. But a lotion bottle. A big one. Good thing he caught it. “Hey!”
“Can we go eat now?”
Seto put the bottle back by the sink. “Yeah. Yeah. You’re wheelchair is downstairs, so you can get around the house, but with a servant,” they left the room and headed for the dining room.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Doing what?”
“I mean, you bandaged me up. You bought me a wheelchair. You’re hiring a nurse. This is too much and then you’re going to have a US doctor treat my scars-”
“I asked your grandfather if you can stay here for the weekend. He asked why. I told him about the project. He said yes. And he told me to take care of you. I took that as a promise. And I keep promises.”
“And everybody thinks you’re just a cold person, but you really aren’t, aren’t you?” Yami asked him.
“I just don’t like a lot of people, that’s it,” Seto put him down on a chair and pushing him into the dining room. “What do you want for breakfast? Something foreign, or Japanese?”
“I’ll take the Japanese,”
“Get us tamagoyaki, chahan, onigiri, salmon and tuna,” (6) Seto told the servant.
“I-isn’t that a bit too much?” he asked, a little surprised by the servant putting the napkin on his lap, and pouring tea on his cup. “Domou arigatou gozaimasu,”
“Mokuba hasn’t eaten yet. He’ll be here. He’s in the beach,” he said, sipping the black coffee.
“Aww, I get to go to your rest house, I can’t even go to the beach,” Yami was disappointed.
“Isono!”
“Yes, sir?”
“Get the speedboat and the jetskis ready. I want them in the water when we get there,” Isono nodded and left.
“W-what?!” Yami exclaimed. “A storm just came!”
“You said you wanted to go to the beach. And we’re going there, look outside. The sun is shining like hell,”
“With PWCs?!” (7)
“We’ll be on the speedboat. The bodyguards are on the jetskis,”
“Kinda nervous…and excited, hehe,”
“Seto!” it was Mokuba, topless, wet, and in grey boardshorts. And he had his hair in a ponytail. “I’m hungry! What are we having?” he drank half of his orange juice.
“You’ll see. What’d you do?”
“Took one of the jetskis for a spin,” he sat down and a servant put a towel on his shoulders. “Your yellow racer is awesome! I love it! Can I have one, too? But I want it in another colour,”
“Mokuba, that racer doesn’t come in other colours,”
Mokuba looked sad. But asked for one still. So breakfast was served. There were a few laughs. Mostly on Yami and Mokuba’s part. Seto had to take a call. Mokuba made fun of him while Seto yelled on the phone. But Seto didn’t bring his anger to the table. He just ended up with two red laughing people. After breakfast, Seto had someone help Yami in the bathroom. Mokuba let Yami borrow one of his boardshorts. The purple and black one, and Yami paired it with a white sleeveless top. Of course, the nurse who Seto hired had to bandage Yami’s feet once again.
Isono and his men had a little difficulty getting the boats to the water, so they decided to take a walk first. Mokuba volunteered to push Yami’s chair, and still did it, despite Yami’s protests.
“Hey, Seto, look, someone on the other side of the beach is watching us.” Mokuba pointed to the said people.
“Why can’t people leave you two alone?” Yami asked. “A-are those paparazzi?”
“Mokuba, leave the chair,” said Seto, carrying Yami to the water. “Isono!” he helped Seto get Yami on the speedboat. “Mokuba! Get in here and get Yami to wear a vest!”
“Hai!”
Seto got to the wheel and quickly got the speedboat out of the scene. “Is everybody wearing life vests? Isono, take over,” he said, sitting at the back together with Yami and Mokuba.
“Do you always avoid paparazzi, Seto?” Yami asked him
“Yeah, because they get into your life, and get paid for doing it,” said Seto, also putting on a life vest. “Enough of that, and enjoy the view,”
“Can I sit by the edge? I want to see everything,” said Yami. Seto and Mokuba stood up and let Yami slide to the side. “It’s beautiful,” he said, inhaling the fresh sea breeze and admiring the view.
“There’s not much to see, but it’s beautiful,” said Mokuba.
“Isono, let’s go back,” he said, seeing his bodyguards were having difficulty catching up with them. “The waves in this area are too big, go back,”
“Hai,” Isono turned back, and felt that his phone that hung around his neck was ringing. He answered it. “Sir, Master Yami’s grandfather is calling on Master Yami’s phone.”
“Then hurry up! I’ll talk to the man!”
(6) Japanese fried egg, fried rice, rice with seaweed and some viand filling in the middle and salmon and tuna sashimi. biggrin
(7) Just in case some of you don’t know. biggrin Personal Water Crafts.
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