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TK: I got this idea from another fic I read, enjoy. One shot.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
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Rain Dancer
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I don't remember much about Mum, or dad either. I was only little when they left us. But Seto remembers what they were like, he says that our Dad was a strong person; he was never scared of anything.
I remember a little bit about our Dad, I remember one night when it was pouring rain and there was lightning loud enough to be mistaken for an explosion, I was scared and went downstairs.
Dad was sitting in his favourite chair, he was reading some book, when he noticed that I was there he put the book down and lifted me onto his lap and asked me what was troubling me.
I told him the storm was scaring me and he told me a story about my Mum, it was one that Seto used to tell me all the time.
I was told that when it would rain my Mum used to drop everything she had been doing, run out into the rain, and dance.
She would skip around with her eyes closed tightly to shield them from the downpour and her face lifted up towards the heavens. She would jump and twirl and stomp in the middle of puddles spraying water everywhere.
She would dance for hours, Seto used to tell me that Mum occasionally dragged him out into the rain as well.
And they would both dance, and sometimes Mum would sing.
Seto told me that she had a beautiful voice, like an angel, and her singing along with the sound of the rain racing towards the Earth washed away all of his troubles.
After Mum died, there was no more singing.
No more dancing.
Sometimes Seto would go outside during a storm and let the rain soak through his clothes, but he would never dance. Gozaburo made that impossible for him to dance, because Mum's dances were supposed to show happiness, and there was none of that while Gozaburo was around.
It wasn't long before Seto stopped going outside in the rain all together.
Now Seto never talks about Mum or Dad. But I don't think he has forgotten them just yet.
I once saw Seto out in the rain, after duellist kingdom, he wasn't dancing, he was just sitting. Sitting out in the rain. He was soaked through; he had his head tilted up towards the heavens with his eyes squeezed shut.
I know he was thinking about our real parents. Don't ask me how, I just know.
After that day I knew that the big brother I once knew wasn't completely gone, Gozaburo may have taken away his childhood, but he still has his heart.
So I'll wait, I'll wait until Seto is ready to talk, to acknowledge our past.
But I know that he remembers, maybe someday he'll dance again.
Who knows, maybe someday I'll learn how to dance in the rain, then Seto and I can dance together.
The same way Mum used to.
~Mokuba
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TK: I don't know, I'm not good with fluff, if you consider this to be fluff. I guess it is a bit angsty, if you squint really hard! XD
Later!
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TK: I got this idea from another fic I read, enjoy. One shot.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
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Rain Dancer
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I don't remember much about Mum, or dad either. I was only little when they left us. But Seto remembers what they were like, he says that our Dad was a strong person; he was never scared of anything.
I remember a little bit about our Dad, I remember one night when it was pouring rain and there was lightning loud enough to be mistaken for an explosion, I was scared and went downstairs.
Dad was sitting in his favourite chair, he was reading some book, when he noticed that I was there he put the book down and lifted me onto his lap and asked me what was troubling me.
I told him the storm was scaring me and he told me a story about my Mum, it was one that Seto used to tell me all the time.
I was told that when it would rain my Mum used to drop everything she had been doing, run out into the rain, and dance.
She would skip around with her eyes closed tightly to shield them from the downpour and her face lifted up towards the heavens. She would jump and twirl and stomp in the middle of puddles spraying water everywhere.
She would dance for hours, Seto used to tell me that Mum occasionally dragged him out into the rain as well.
And they would both dance, and sometimes Mum would sing.
Seto told me that she had a beautiful voice, like an angel, and her singing along with the sound of the rain racing towards the Earth washed away all of his troubles.
After Mum died, there was no more singing.
No more dancing.
Sometimes Seto would go outside during a storm and let the rain soak through his clothes, but he would never dance. Gozaburo made that impossible for him to dance, because Mum's dances were supposed to show happiness, and there was none of that while Gozaburo was around.
It wasn't long before Seto stopped going outside in the rain all together.
Now Seto never talks about Mum or Dad. But I don't think he has forgotten them just yet.
I once saw Seto out in the rain, after duellist kingdom, he wasn't dancing, he was just sitting. Sitting out in the rain. He was soaked through; he had his head tilted up towards the heavens with his eyes squeezed shut.
I know he was thinking about our real parents. Don't ask me how, I just know.
After that day I knew that the big brother I once knew wasn't completely gone, Gozaburo may have taken away his childhood, but he still has his heart.
So I'll wait, I'll wait until Seto is ready to talk, to acknowledge our past.
But I know that he remembers, maybe someday he'll dance again.
Who knows, maybe someday I'll learn how to dance in the rain, then Seto and I can dance together.
The same way Mum used to.
~Mokuba
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TK: I don't know, I'm not good with fluff, if you consider this to be fluff. I guess it is a bit angsty, if you squint really hard! XD
Later!
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