YUGIOH

Hopeless Collisions

Warnings: This is an angst/romance. There is also some action involved...yes, this story involves 'plot'. This fic begins with Mokuba's death. So, those who don't like something so depressing might not want to see this. This is also a yaoi, M/M, Pegasus/Kaiba (I believe it's called "Toonshipping"). I am starting this as a T+ for language, potential violence, and M/M sex scenes. But, I think this fic may turn into an M later. Just remember, you've been warned.

Chapter 1.

Kaiba sat at his desk, continuing his work. It was all he could do now, to keep from losing any remaining sanity. Mokuba was dead....he had to witness his body be buried at the cemetery three days ago, and hadn't gone home since that fateful day. Kaiba had no reason to go home, anymore....there was nothing to return to. And work was no longer another task for the sake of his brother. Desperately trying to escape the pain, it had now become a distraction for him in some attempt to also bury the painful reminder of what he had lost. But it was no easy task...everything reminded him of that cheerful youth. Even at work, Mokuba was always there at his side, either assisting him in a project, looking over what Kaiba had been doing, or even sleeping on the couch with Kaiba's coat wrapped around him.

As he continued to work, a call came in from Kaiba's computer. A small square popped up on the upper right-hand side of the screen, showing the secretary who said, "Mr. Kaiba, there is a Yugi Motou here to see you."

"Fine, whatever." He muttered, not really caring if he saw him or not. It was only a few moments before the knock on the door, and it slowly opened to a very cautious-looking Yugi. Kaiba understood his fearful attitude....he was probably afraid of how Kaiba would react to him, or anyone's presence. After all, they all knew that he lived for his brother, and probably didn't want to hear anyone talking to him about it.

"Are you going to stand there all day, or come in? I have things to do." Kaiba stated coldly, his eyes fixed on the screen.

Yugi entered slowly, saying, "Kaiba....I hope I didn't intrude on anything." He looked Kaiba over, worrying about the young CEO....he looked terrible. His clothes were disheveled, and looked like they had been slept in, his hair was unkempt, there were nasty dark rings around his eyes like he hadn't slept in over a week, there was an odd smell of alcohol on him, his skin was pale, he looked thinner....Kaiba was a mess. Yugi feared that if he didn't snap out of his depression soon, Kaiba would soon fall apart and perhaps join Mokuba before long. "I'm sorry about....what happened...."

"You all ready gave me your condolences a few days ago, Yugi. There's nothing new. Get to the point." Kaiba said, never looking Yugi's way.

Yugi said, "I know I did. I guess that's why I came back, after seeing you that day. Kaiba....you're not looking well. Me and the guys....we're really worried about you. You know, you don't have to go through this alone. You can always visit the Game Shop....or maybe we can all go out together, go to the park or something."

"I don't need you or your friend's pity." Kaiba answered him.

Yugi answered softly, "It's not pity, Kaiba....it's support. Kaiba, this thing is tearing you apart. You need to talk to someone, and get this off your chest. I don't want to see you do this to yourself. I wanna help...."

Kaiba gritted his teeth, finally looking over at Yugi, and yelled, "I don't want your help!! How am I suppose to react to this? Mokuba's dead....am I suppose to be cheerful?? Do you think if something happened to your grandfather, you would react any differently?"

"No....I wouldn't want to even think of losing him. But, I know I would be able to go on, because I had the support of my friends." Yugi said.

Kaiba looked back to his computer, saying, "Good for you....then go crawl back to them, and stay away from me."

"Kaiba....we also see you as our friend, and want to help." Yugi said. He looked down, adding, "I know you've always been the loner, and felt you were too proud to ever try and be friendly with us. But, this is different. Kaiba, just for even one time, can't you 'try' to open up to us about how you feel? If it makes you feel better, we wont bother you again, or expect you to come down and see us....we wont even acknowledge you ever did that, if it happens. But, please....just this one time, please come and see us, and let us help."

"Yugi....can you bring him back?" Kaiba asked.

Yugi hesitated, worried about the question. Was Kaiba perhaps beginning to lose touch with reality, now? "N-no, Kaiba....that's not possible."

"Then how can it help!??" Kaiba snapped. Yugi then realized...the first question was sarcasm. But due to the lack of emotion in Kaiba's voice, it was hard to tell at the time. By this time, Kaiba had given up trying to work. His head lowered in grief, eyes shut tight, and he was shaking. He said nothing else, simply remained silent.

Yugi sighed, assuming Kaiba was done with anything else he had to say....his mind was made up, and he wouldn't listen to Yugi. Yugi turned, preparing to leave.

"Why did this happen....?"

Yugi then froze, hearing the slight whisper, and turned back towards Kaiba. Those four words spurned hope in Yugi, that maybe....just maybe there was a chance to reach Kaiba, after all.