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Chapter 2: Discoveries of the Past

"If you need me, just keep the pendant close. We are connected by our hearts, and if you ask with all your being, I will sense you need me, and return..."

"Seto!"

Kaiba's eyes snapped open, aroused from his daydream. It had appeared for no apparent reason in his mind, but did stir a part of his past long forgotten, and memories long discarded. Unfortunately while gathering this information the harsh awakening caused him to fall backwards to the floor, hitting his head.

"Big brother, are you okay?" Mokuba questioned in a concerned manor, while trying to hold in fits of laughter.

The CEO grunted rubbing his sore head. He should have known better than to tilt in his chair. That stupid dream had messed up his focus. Why after 10 years had those supposed events come to plague his mind? After time he had doubted that anything had happened that day at all, and the girl was a figment of his imagination, but now he wasn't so sure.

"Earth to Seto! Is anybody home?"

"What, yeah I'm fine Mokuba." Kaiba said pulling himself up.

"It's late Seto. You promised to come home early tonight remember."

Kaiba did recall this, as he didn't have much to do business wise. Some time at home might clear his head of these fantasies.

"Okay, okay I'm coming." he replied picking up his briefcase. Mokuba bounded out of the door of the office with his brother close behind him. Soon the limo had taken them back to the Kaiba Manor. All the dozing at the office had delayed their return, so now millions of stars covered the sky. They were all clearly visible from the lack of clouds. A solid reminder to Kaiba of hope in the heavens, and a certain pair of eyes once again found their way into his soul.

"Come on Seto! It's really cold out, so you better come inside or you'll catch your death."

"Fine, just don't think you can tell me what to do Mokuba. You're starting to sound like an old nanny." Kaiba muttered as he proceeded indoors. He took one last look at the abyss of the night before heading inside the manor.

While dining and preparing for bed, little conversation was held between the two brothers. Kaiba was never the social type anyway, always closed up to others, except for Mokuba. The only family he had and the only person he could trust and open up to. With his brother he could be happy, smile and laugh. A privilege only Mokuba was graced with in his opinion. Over the years he had been cautious not to let a single soul see his weaker side. This included Yugi and his merry band of cheerleaders, who were persistent on their ways of friendship. He could admit it to himself that though they were airheads, they were capable of strength and courage to help one another. A bond he at times envied. However he would never tell them that, especially Wheeler, as that puppy needed to be kept on a tight leash.

Once retired to his room, Kaiba sat on his bed and browsed over sales figures, when Mokuba bounced in and crashed on top of Seto. The action flared up into a heated tickle fight, with Seto finally forcing his brother to admit defeat.

"You win! You win! Just stop!" he squealed trying to wriggle free.

"I think you've had enough. Now go to bed, it's late."

"Sure Seto." he obeyed as he headed for the door.

"Wait Mokuba." Kaiba called out before he left the room.

"Yeah?"

"You never told me what was so important that I had to come home early."

"Oops, I forgot. Stay there, I'll show you."

Kaiba watched as his brother scurried out of the door, and reappeared pushing a huge box of some sort. It must have been old by the amount of dust collected on top of it.

"Where in the world did that come from?"

"The attic."

"Funny, I never would have guessed." Seto implied sarcastically.

"You won't believe what's in this thing." Mokuba stated excitingly, rummaging through its contents.

Kaiba stood up and walked over to where his brother was kneeling to see what all the fuss was about. Taken aback, his ocean blue eyes widened with what he saw. It was a treasure chest full of there childhood. Items of their most pleasant memories together, before being forced into misery with Gozaburo. Kaiba had been sure he would never see this stuff again.

"Mokuba, how did you find this?"

"I was rummaging around in the attic and came across it. It didn't have a label so I checked to see what was inside. Good luck isn't it to see this stuff again."

"I was sure that we lost all this. When we didn't work hard enough Gozaburo took our toys and treasures away. I assumed he threw them in the trash."

"I know. Guess he was to lazy to move his ass to throw it out, so he just packed it up."

It was a welcome sight to see all this stuff. Their old clothes and toys they played with. Books and games they treasured dearly reminding them of carefree days. When it was all taken, so was their childhood. From then on Seto had been forced to work non-stop. It was sad that after all the years of resisting the man he hated, he became a lot like him. A soft smile appeared upon Kaiba's lips. It felt good to see some pleasant things from their life. As he turned to go to bed, he could have sworn out of the corner of his eye he spotted a glint from something. He wasn't the only one.

"Wonder what that is," said Mokuba. He was so intrigued that he bent down and leaned too far into the box so he could grasp the sparkling item at the bottom. His height disadvantage compared with the size of the box caused a problem, as he soon fell in legs sticking up in the air.

"Help! Seto pull me out of here!"

"Hold your horses, I'll get you out." he retorted upon picking his sibling up by his legs and casually dropping him on the floor with a thud. Suddenly he noticed he was clutching something in his hands.

"I don't remember this. Seto, is this yours?"

The boy opened his hand s to reveal the still proud pendant. All the colour and splendour was still as extravagant as the day he first laid eyes on it. The ribbon now tatty and the gold rim somewhat rusty, though the beauty of the jewel made up for it.

'It wasn't a dream after all. It was real. She was real. I remember how much I wished to see her again. I held onto it for dear life, until the day that bastard stole it because I wasn't meeting his targets. He completely destroyed my belief, making me forget it. That is till now.'

"Well, whoever it belonged to won't want it now. It's broken anyway and I don't see the other piece in the box. I guess I'll throw it out..."

"No! It's mine Mokuba. I never told you about it. I'll just hold onto it for now." placing it in his pocket.

"But Seto it's broken..."

"It's supposed to be, so don't worry about it. You better go, it's way past your bedtime."

Reluctantly Mokuba hugged his brother and bid him goodnight. As he left, he decided he had to ask one more question about the mysterious pendant.

"Big brother, I don't recall giving you that thing, and I doubt it was among Mum and Dads stuff. Who gave it to you anyway?"

He became distant. The truth was he didn't know that himself. Her image was so clear and close, but he remembered his promise of not revealing her existence or any of her abilities. There was only one thing he could say.

"A friend. A good friend."

Satisfied, Mokuba finally went to his room and fell sound asleep. His brother however, was far from the need for slumber.

Stepping out onto the balcony, he embraced the brisk night air and once again gazed at the sky. Now the full moon had joined the stars, and was glowing in content of its view of the earth. This memory was appearing in every aspect of his life. Looking at the sky he could picture her skin, soft as it shone like the moonlight. Those eyes of planets and life in the mysterious place above. Lips of a red that would shame the rose and tasted as sweet as the dewdrops that graced its petals. Taking the pendant out of his pocket concentrated with all his might.

'Okay, if you can hear me, I need you more than ever. Just to know that there is someone who cares about me. You cared when you saved me and protected me. I must know if you feel the same way I do just now. That way I can find peace in my fate.'

His thoughts trailed away as he reflected and his hopes for the future. If you were to listen to his heart you might hear the ocean, solitary and lapping against the shore. He could not have felt more alone. However he was mistaken. Far away another felt the same. Her thought surrounded themselves with water, the sea that held the memory of eyes that belonged to a boy from so long ago.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter and let me know what you think. I appreciate criticism but don't be too brutal. I may have to hold you there for a while as school is starting tomorrow again and my exams begin in a few weeks. I'll be practically inhaling my textbooks to study. Hopefully I'll have time due to being allowed off school to prepare. Thank God for Study Leave!

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Love SGCred xxx P.S. Next chapter will reveal some info about my OC and some of your questions will be answered.