The Kaiba Mansion held strong. Windows were open on a breezy day with the servants at their duties. Maids cleaned thoroughly in the halls and every corner was dusted. The kitchen staff was scarce, but without much appetite of the masters that was expected. Gardens trimmed to crisp greenery, beds made and folded, porcelain toilets sparking.
To Mokuba, the younger Kaiba, the sight was sickening.
He walked down the stairs, his stride confident but amiable, unlike Seto. He did not have to hop down the stairs, his legs were too long now and his balance off; his keys were in the bowl on the desk.
Mokuba's green Mercedes-Benz helped him forget upcoming events as he drove; it had that effect since Seto bought it for him on his sixteenth birthday. His eyes welled; he breathed shakily and continued driving.
He stopped at a small building. It was friendly with bright yellow roof and orange lettering, "Kame Game Shop," in bold.
"Guess I have to," he said unlocking the door. The games gathered dust on the shelves with the counter also displaying a layer of grime.
Mokuba went up the stairs to the apartment. Inside he found boxes from when Yugi moved out to join them at the mansion. He gulped, uncertainty creeping unto him.
All the other kids
With the pumped up kicks
Better run better run
Jumping with a squeal a full minute passed before Mokuba took out his phone, Seto's name lit the dark room.
"Yeah."
"Where are you?"
"I…I'm…"
He bit his lips and then said, "At the arcade with some friends," he face palmed.
"Who? Specifically, who are you with?"
Mokuba hung up and turned off his phone. He trembled.
"I can't do this."
To his disgrace Mokuba left the building; he traveled past streets and shops, gazing at the road ahead. He came to a stop when reaching the city limits. Mokuba sat on his car roof.
"It's so damn sunny."
True, the day was perfect. Soft clouds flittering by as the breeze continued with the sun warming the earth but keeping a safe temperature.
"Why is it so damn sunny?" he growled like his brother. "Does anyone know what happened?"
The breeze picked up, leaves danced in tornadoes.
"Fuck this!" He buried his head in his knees. "Yugi…" he whispered. "Yugi…why-why ? I miss you. Your friends miss you, Jou the most." He lifted his head tears streaming down. "Seto's broken. I can't help him. Please, Yugi, please heal him. He loved you more than he let known."
He remained on the roof till the clouds darkened and the rain started. Mokuba rushed into his car and kept the air conditioning off; he scowled and looked up to the sky.
"Now you notice."