Us Against The World
Blinding lights blazed through my window, through my blinds, through my curtains, and beamed upon my face. I was too lazy to try to get up and adjust the blinds, and just imagine the magazine covers starring me in my boxers. Not like I ever really cares about the press, fame was just a price to pay when being Gozoboro Kaiba's adapted son, and head CEO of an outgrowing company. It was only natural that I'd get so much attention, but I'd rather sleep over all of this fame. But it was a nice perk, this luxurious life. As long as it kept Mokuba busy. My younger brother, my only family.
Mokuba and i had only each other for the longest time, but it's comforting to know that you could trust at least one person in this screwed up world. He was the reason for my sanity, the only reason I wasn't so cold to the world.
My bedroom door opened and a small, darkened figure sleepily scoffed in.
"Big brother," croaked Mokuba's sleep voice. "I had another one of those dreams."
He had been dreaming of being kidnapped again, but I couldn't save him. He said he dreamt, or nightmared, that I died, that everyone was dead, the only thing he had was darkness. The worst part about this nightmare was that it was reoccurring. Luckily, I was having trained professionals to interpret his nightmares, and save my baby brother from this horror that he bore.
"Come on then." I lifted the other side of my king sized bed's covers and Mokuba slipped under. The light had a glare in my vision so I could only make out Mokuba's silhouette, but I could hear his dry sobs.
The only thing that ever hurt me was the pain of my younger brother. Mokuba deserved nothing but the best, he was a great kid. Loyal, smart, caring, and he always found the best in people. It was hard not to look into his sky blue eyes and not love the kid. He worked to hard to not not be loved. And when he smiled, he had me want to smile along. I never met someone so good-natured, and i was lucky to be his big brother, I had to protect him.
"It's alright, Mokuba." I whispered, wrapping my arm around him and pulling him closer. "I'm here forever. I'll never leave you or let you get hurt."
That was a promise. I swore on my life that Mokuba should always be happy. It was my duty as his big brother, to make sure he was happy. His happiness alone made the world go round. It was likely my words took affect on him because his crying ceased and he just hugged me. And I hugged him back.
It tortured me to know of any sign of pain in him. I was relieved to have him relieved, but I knew he'd get scared again. He was only a child living with horrible nightmares that faced him in his dreams, and in real life. There was rarely a time that something bad wasn't happening to Mokuba, like getting kidnapped as his dreams had said. He was scared silly, and I wouldn't stop until he was safe. We were all each other had, it was us against the world.
"I love you, Mokuba." I said, kissing his forehead to assure him I was there and always would be.
"I love you too, big brother."
Right then, the lights didn't bother me one bit any longer. Both Mokuba and I fell asleep, in the safest dreamlands we had ever pursued. We were fearless with each other. We were brothers. We were all each other had. We were together against the world that night.