Unforgiven

Not one of the best, not that any are. ^^;
This did go through over half a dozen revisions.
Could probably use several more. *cry*

I appologize for how long it took. RL ya know.

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Kaiba of course had heard everything. He had never in his
life felt so conflicted; he wanted to rush in and shut Honda
up, yet at the same time this meant his parents were out of
the way for good this time.

"Typical you, Kaiba Seto." he thought aloud once he
had decided which feeling he would allow to take control.

To add to everyones confusion, Jounouchi's desicion to suddenly up and
leave with no word to Honda set a chill they could feel to their bones.

"Jounouchi-kun? Why would you just leave Honda-kun like that?"

"Yea, Jounouchi, he's going to be released soon, don't you think..."

"Hm." was the only response any question they had for him got.

"He was close to Honda's parents." Mai answered, "They were the closest
thing he had to them..."

"Just because Honda-kun cut them off, doesn't mean..."

"I'm sure he'll stay close..." Mai started to answer again when Jounouchi
decided to speak for himself.

"Not that I should care if he ever forgives me, but I'm not going to get
into why, except yea, I am close to them, and I'll stay that way."

"..."

Honda was released within the next few hours, while at the same time, Kaiba demanded,
insisted and fought to have himself, and Otogi, moved to his own private metical ficility.

"I have my own doctors." he said, almost defeated.

"And we sent for them." The doctor, to Kaiba's disdain, was the same one
who had over seen his ojiisan and was enjoying a little too much the power
he now had over the boy. "You and Otogi are not ready to be moved, I'm
sorry." he finished sharply and left to check on Otogi.

"Wow," Honda half heartily laughed, "His bedside manner..."

"I want Otogi and myself moved to my..."

"I know, but they said you can't be moved..."

Kaiba had tired of the 'can't' and 'shouldn't'. Honda watched in shock and horror
as he pulled the IVs from his arms.

"Seto!" he exclaimed, nearly pouncing him for his stupidity, "You can't...!"

"I'm fine." craddling his arm and though he wouldn't admit it, feeling woozy,
he leaned into Honda for a long awaited kiss.

After what he concidered the best kiss he'd ever had, he guided Kaiba back
into bed and slowly worked in a change of subject.

"I-I guess you heard..."

Kaiba sighed and shook his head.

Honda was somewhat relieved with his calm reaction, "I know
you got along with them..."

He raised his hand to stop him. It wasn't that he didn't care, this just wasn't
the time or place.

Honda tried to think of something else when a rather odd thought had crossed
his mind.

"Seto, when you and Otogi get out of here... you think you two..."

"Will be friends?" he finsihed with a slight "Hmph" in his throat, "Not likely."

"Didn't think so." he said glumly, "Jounouchi was really pissed... they all left."

"I understand he may be the only one who won't turn his back on you for your
outburst at your father so... I-I'm fine with you still being... friends..."

Gee, thanks., Honda kept to himself with the impression this was Kaiba's way
of being 'understanding'.

"You're guys are out there with Mokuba," Honda hinted guiltily
to wanting out of there, "They think it would be best if they take me and Mokuba home."

"I know you want to go home. It's alright..."

"I feel better your doctors are here. And the men that aren't searching for the guy
who did this..."

"They didn't get him? I was told he was shot..."

Oops, "Yea, h-he might have been... look, don't worry yourself..."

"Go. I'll be fine." he said under his breath, a mile away in thought.

Honda nodded and quietly showed himself out, leaving Kaiba to his thoughts.

If they didn't get this guy, he'll be back... hopefully just for me.

Kaiba's men scurried Mokuba and Honda back to the mantion and into the most remote
room they could think of.

At least there were things to do; tv, games and such, but the thought of being locked
up took Honda too far back.

Ah, shut up, Honda!, he yelled at himself. And he wasn't about to let Jounouchi's
attitude get to him. It wasn't any of his business, he didn't care how close he was to his parents.

He began tossing a ball against a wall, punctuating his thoughts with it;
When are they going to let them out?, Is Otogi going to be ok? He was so much
worse off than Seto., Are they going to find this guy?

And the worst of all, he still couldn't get over - Why was I... r-...why?!

Mokuba had tried to find something to occupy himself, he knew all too well a look
of serious thought not to be bothered.

He also had several questions going through his young mind, the biggest being as simple
as one word; Why?