"Seto!"Mokuba whimpered.
Kaiba strode over to his brother and pulled him out of the grasp of the cloth,setting him on the edge of the knelt before him on the carpet.
"What was it this time?"He asked in a tired was the eighth night so far that Mokuba had had a this point,it didn't really matter if there were days in between the dreams,it was all starting to blur together into one big,tiresome mess.
His brother was shivering violently and tears were forming in his wide gray started a little as Kaiba spoke,then the tears burst forth in a frightened torrent.
Sighing,the elder sat next to the younger and started rubbing his back to comfort ,he managed to coax understandable words out of Mokuba.
"It...I don't know...you...you were in it...and...and Marik...the other Marik..."He gasped between sobs."He had...he had...you were trying...trying to protect me and...and..."
He let loose a high-pitched wail of anguish and buried his face in Kaiba's felt a chill that had nothing to do his usual intolerance for physical dream so far had involved some form of drastic violence,whether it was someone being stabbed or struck by fact that that someone was always Kaiba didn't make him or Mokuba feel any better about mind wandered to the first night when Mokuba had run to Kaiba's room screaming his name.
"Seto!"
Kaiba lifted his head off his pillow and looked dazedly at the small figure that was Mokuba in his doorway.
"What do you want?"He asked a slightly harsh clock read 12:47 A.M.,for goodness sake!
The child gasped as his brother spoke,then collapsed to the floor in a shivering,pajama-clad heap.
Alarmed and bewildered at this,Kaiba practically scrambled out of bed and darted to his brother's side.
"Mokuba?"
The younger responded with a wail that made Kaiba shudder inwardly.
"What is the matter with you?"He demanded as he grabbed Mokuba's thin shoulders.
"Seto,you're alive!."his voice was wobbly with terrified relief.
Kaiba pulled back, had his brother just said?
Mokuba seemed to sense his reluctance because he started to try and explain what had whenever he tried,he started crying,and Kaiba couldn't understand him at put it mildly,he couldn't even understand what was never had bad dreams,and on top of that Kaiba wasn't the most alert that he had ever been at nearly an hour past ,he was awake enough to realize that this was the most upset that he had ever seen Mokuba,even when he was locked up in a cell somewhere.
"This won't happen again,"he thought as he pulled his brother closer."It's probably just a one night thing."
Kaiba had realized just how wrong he was by dreams appeared to be steadily getting worse,with violent death scenes that left
Mokuba jumpy and emotional for days on nights after the first dream,another had occurred,resulting with Mokuba screaming in terror for his Kaiba was dealing with more than just his company;he was putting up with this crazy nightmare/waking up at midnight cycle that was making him and the younger irritable and unpredictable.
"D-do you think...think it's s-some sort of s-sign,b-brother?"Mokuba Kaiba had considered this after the fifth night of dreams,he wasn't about to tell Mokuba child was a nervous wreck as it didn't need another terror stacked up in his ten-year old mind.
"All I can say is that if someone is causing him this misery and fear they're going to dearly regret it."He thought before he replied.
"No."The elder made his voice firm."That's 't believe in fate,just believe in is going to be absolutely fine,Mokuba."
Mokuba relaxed a little at his older brother's words,snuggling up closer to put a stiff arm around Mokuba and allowed him a few minutes like this,hoping that he would eventually fall asleep.
After several minutes had passed,Kaiba found himself observing his little blue chair in the corner,the tightly shut closet door,the old,dusty,light blue curtains on the window,and the gallery of bright pictures hanging up on the wall directly across from Mokuba's gaze zeroed in on didn't remember being present for more than three-fourths of them,but most of the photos were of him doing all kinds of different ranged in age from their time at the orphanage all the way up to a few weeks ago when Mokuba had launched a surprise attack on him when he came into his office one day after a briefly wondered how Mokuba had gotten that one saw a few pictures of his brother with Yugi and his friends as well and wondered the same realized that no matter what he said to his brother,he was constantly in the office doing some sort of business or another and didn't have a lot of time to have fun with the ten-year what was he supposed to do about that?
"Seto?"Mokuba asked sleepily a while later.
"Hm?"
"Promise me...that you'll always be around,ok?Can you promise?"
Kaiba paused for a moment,then lifted his brother off his shoulder and put him back to he left the room,he turned back to meet Mokuba's sleepy gray gaze with his slanted blue one.
"I promise."