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As it turns out this story is looking to be a fairly long one, so I hope you all stay tuned hah.

Little Secrets

Mokuba was woken up the next morning by his phone literally vibrating on his face. First thing he noticed was that the time was barely seven A.M.

Hope u dont wake up to this text. Alisters takin me ridin. I wont be back until late tonight & cant text. if u need me, call.

last night was awesome I cant wait to go again.

A sigh escaped his lips before he crawled back under his blankets debating whether or not to text back. In the end he couldn't stop himself from at least saying something.

I've been up no worries, I hope you have fun. Don't worry about me I'm going to work with Seto... I'm ready when you are. TTYL

He didn't expect a reply and he really did want Mikey to have fun. That didn't help the disappointment. He had hoped they could meet up and hang out. They had only been hanging out for barely two months and they had become best friends. Odd how it all began in retrospect neither of the two had thought they would end up where they were.

Mokuba worried about Alister regardless of the numerous amounts of times he was reassured by Yugi that his soul had been returned to him. The hospital had personally informed him that he checked out in fine health. Something had bother Mokuba none the less. The thought of him out there looking for his lost little brother. His mind always went back to the plane when the two elder brothers dueled. He had seen such a love and passion in Alister's eyes that haunted him. He HAD to help him. What if that were Seto?

He used the resources of KaibaCorp to look for Mikey behind Seto's back. For a week he had researched everything he could. He couldn't find a single lead. Birth record. Home town. Basic information but no death record, no missing child report, nothing at all. Mokuba was beginning to understand his brother being frustrated beyond belief with incompetent people.

Then one day he was out at the park he had just left Yugi's group when someone approached him. He was half a head taller than Mokuba, he had bright red hair with side bangs that covered part of his left eye. He was lean with muscles hiding under his dark clothes, he could only have been a year or so older than Mokuba. Immediately he seemed familiar. Then the two locked eyes, he knew without a doubt he was staring into the face of Alister's lost little brother. Miroku

"You're Alister's little brother." He spoke it as the fact that it was.

"Yeah, and you're Mokuba. Seto Kaiba's little brother." There was an edge to his words that only confirmed more that he was in fact the fiery red head's brother. "Why have you been trying to find me?"

Mokuba couldn't hide the gasp that escaped his mouth. "How did you know I was looking for you?"

"You tell me why and then I'll answer you. Deal?"

If he had been his stubborn, controlling older brother Mokuba never would have agreed to such a thing. Yet there he stood and he was in fact not Seto Kaiba. " I was trying to help your brother find you. Last I heard he hadn't. And something told me I had to find you for him."

Mikey's mouth fell open in an odd way, he was clearly taken aback. "You were trying to help Alister?"

He nodded. "After meeting him, and hearing him talk about how much he missed you. To see and experience how badly he was affected by the pain of losing you. I had to. Wait does this mean he found you?" Mokuba closed the distance between them leavingg only a few feet, he hadn't meant to but the realization of what this all meant was too much for him to think straight.

"Wow I can't believe it, he always did say you had a great heart. Yeah I did find him, or well I mean he found me. He has a lot of connection and resources. Thats actually how I found out that you were looking for me. He got word that my name was being run a lot, he traced it back to you but dismissed it. I guess he trusts you, I get why. I had to check you out for myself."

Mokuba blushed suddenly, "Thank you. So how is he doing?"

They were both surprised at how much they ended up having to talk about. With in minutes they had found a nice spot in the grass to chat. Mikey told Mokuba about how Alister worked for a well known company looking for missing people, that the two of them lived together outside of Domino City, both were happy after finally being reunited. From what Mokuba could tell Alister seemed to have calmed down and sounded like the amazing brother he knew he was underneath all the broken hearted insanity.

Despite his original intentions, Mokuba found himself opening up Mikey about how he and Seto grew up in the orphanage and how now the two Kaiba brothers were finally making their dream a reality. Construction had begun on the first of many KaibaLand amusement parks.

Eventually they started to talk about normal things like duel monsters and such. They ended up exchanging numbers and from that day on they talked at least once a day. More than once Mokuba had planned to tell Seto. The onyl thing stopping him was how could he explain how they met? That he went behind his brothers back. Absolutely not. If he said that Mikey happened to find Mokuba, he knew his brother would assume Alister was plotting and disturb the two brothers lives. They were finally back together and happy. He would do what he had to in order to protect that.

Mokuba rolled in his bed pulling a pillow over his head as he sighed again. He planned to stay in bed until someone felt the need to come and get him. Before long he had fallen back to the time he woke again the sun was coming in the window at a high angle. He stretched his arms high over his head before checking the time on his phone. The time read 4:35 in the afternoon.

"Crap! I can't believe I slept that long."

He then noticed the six messages and two missed phone calls. It suddenly dawned on him that he was suppose to have had breakfast with Seto that morning.
"Oh no Seto!" Mokuba jumped the bed and raced to the bathroom to grab a shower as he tried to read his text messages. He turned on the water full blast to heat up as he scanned through his texts. The first three were from Seto, he gulped.

Mokie, sorry I couldn't wait around long to have breakfast with you. If you want to stop by the office today we can go get some lunch to make up for it.

I have a meeting at 11, let my secretary know you're at the office and I'll leave early. It's not a meeting I'm a necessity at.

I called Isono when you didn't come in for lunch. He told me you've been in bed all day sleeping. Are you not feeling well? I'm coming home from work early myself to check on you. See you at five.

The missed calls had been from Seto too. Luckily he wasn't mad only worried or so the texts implied. Which as far as Mokuba felt it might have been better if he was mad. He quickly called his brother's office.

After only two rings his call was picked up, before Seto could get a single word out Mokuba was already on a roll. "Seto I'm so sorry I didn't mean to miss breakfast and lunch with you. Or worry you. Especially worry you. I just over slept I swear I'm not sick or anything so-

Seto cut him off. "Mokuba, breath."

He did as he was told and stopped long enough to take a deep breath. "Sorry I saw all your texts and felt horrible."

"Are you sure you're feeling okay?"

Mokuba found it amazing how concerned he was, there wasn't any hint of anger just a touch of frustration. Probably work related though. "Yeah I feel great actually. I think I needed to catch up on some sleep. I'm going to grab a shower real quick so you don't have to rush home to check on me."

"Mokuba are you avoiding me?" Seto was stern and serious. The dark haired teen bit his lip hard, he knew that he was doing exactly that. He was keeping secrets and it was getting harder every day. The past three weeks had been the worst of it. And he was naive to really think Seto wouldn't bring it up.

"Haha of course not big brother. I know you're busy with KaibaCorp. I'm fifteen now you don't have to worry I can take care of myself at least a little. Come home whenever you're ready and we'll have dinner."

The line was silent for a second, as if Seto was deciding whether or not to believe his younger brother. Finally he answered, "Alright but if you need anything call my office."

"Sure thing big brother. I love you"

Mokuba could practically see Seto smiling on the other side of the phone, "I love you too Mokie."

They hung up the phone and Mokuba let out a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding. He wanted to be perfect for Seto, but it seemed everyday he was just digging a deeper hole. One that he couldn't claw his way out of no matter what. He needed Mikey.

He remembered then that he had two others texts, he smiled when he saw that both were from his dear red headed friend.

Good news were headin back to town now. we had so much fun i cant wait to tell u all about it. how are things at kc with ur big bro? did you have fun?

want to go riding again on friday? alister works late so ill be able to take his bike.

He barely read the texts though, his reply was swift as he pounded on the poor keys of his phone.

Glad to hear. I need to talk to you. Can you come over later tonight?

The water in the shower was running filling the room with steam but Mokuba couldn't careless. He was only concerned with getting an answer. For a full ten minutes he sat on the floor of the bathroom staring at his phone like it was a life line. When it finally buzzed he almost snapped the poor device with how quick he opened it.

What happened? Yeah when? Do we need to do this covert ops style?

The rest of the day dragged on. Mokuba sat through the most agonizing dinner of his life with Seto. It became truly apparent that the elder of the two was beginning to question Mokuba's words and actions. He didn't talk much, he mainly caused a very thick air to fill between them. Mokuba tried his best to force a smile and asks his usual brotherly questions. Both could see there was barely any emotions behind his feeble words.

Nothing was said directly about the situation. Seto was analyzing everything while Mokuba tried to pretend there was no situation. Finally Mokuba excused himself from dinner, Seto only nodded in his direction and continued staring down at the table burning holes into the wood with his gaze.

Mokuba held his cell phone tight in his hand it was becoming a life line. Mikey had of course agreed to sneak over around midnight to calm his frantic friend. The time was barely ten o'clock. He could hardly figure out what he was going to do to pass those sure to be long hours.

He left the lights off when he entered his room, the moon was full outside the windows bathing every corner with its shine. He threw himself onto his bed with a sigh.

How had his life really become this? Full of lies and desperation? He felt as if his chest would cave in on itself if Mikey didn't show up soon. Phone clutched to his chest he rolled over into a ball. Breathing really was becoming more difficult. Episodes where he could hardly breath were becoming more common.

It was the one thing he never told anyone. Not Seto. Not Mikey. His terrifying secret. They both would worry more than they already did. The thought of them worrying over him made his chest only constrict more.

The only thing that could calm him those times were thinking about riding again. Adrenaline kicking in, his whole body flowing with the sweet flavor of it. His heart pounding with the thrill of it all. The warmth of Mikey's body pressed against his no matter how cold the wind whipped passed them. His arms wrapped around his waist trusting the redhead with his whole life not to kill them both. And he couldn't help but remember all the times Mikey would ride for hours longer and distances further than they had planned because he knew how much it meant to Mokuba. Days like that Mikey always risked getting in trouble. He never cared, he always told Mokuba he'd do it thousand times again.

He hated himself. His feelings towards Mikey were becoming dangerously strong. Most of the day if he wasn't with Mikey or talking to him he was thinking of him. Depending on him for happiness. He craved the smiles the redhead was always flashing at him. Begged for their adventures to become timeless. Felt the tingle on his skin where Mikey's body would be pressed against for hours after they parted.

A part of him wanted so much more than he could ask the older teen. Things he knew would destroy his whole life. Demolish his cherished friendship. The two people he loved the most would turn on him if he let those wants come to the surface. So he pushed them down to the deep depths of his heart and did his best to pretend they weren't there. Mokuba laid curled in a ball for a long time, time had lost its meaning. At some point his window had silently slid open, a dark figured crawled through with out a single sound. The dark haired teen was oblivious until he felt a small shift of pressure on his mattress. When he lifted his head he was met with the bright silver eyes only inches from his face.

"Hey sorry I came a little early."

Like a dear in headlights he couldn't speak nor move he was lost in those eye. Mikey reached a hand forward to brush a few strands of hair out of Mokuba's face, his fingertips leaving a soft tingle on his cheek. The redhead smiled, "Guess you aren't feeling better."

Mokuba was suddenly brought back to reality. He had asked his best friend to come over and talk to him because he was on the verge of having a melt down.

He shook his head shyly, "Sorry to make you come all the way over here in the middle of the night," Mokuba rolled onto his back with his arms spread out at his sides. Mikey moved to lie beside him but he had his arms crossed over his chest.

"Mokuba whats going on?" The redhead spoke in a voice reminding Mokuba whos brother he was.

"I don't know. Seto and I... it feels like were falling apart. I don't know when it started," he sighed choosing his words carefully. "Hes so caught up in KaibaLand, and as excited as I am about it. I feel I can't meet his expectations. He wants me to help him plan and design and make decisions. I just can't. My heart isn't into it."

"Where is your heart?"

"I don't know." They were both silent for a few minutes. Both seeming like they wanted to say something yet neither could get their mouths to work right. Mikey shifted uncomfortably before sitting up abruptly.

"How about we go for a ride? Let you clear your head a little?"

Mokuba sat up, "You actually have your brother's bike? How did you manage that?"

The redhead grinned at him from ear to ear. "I told him what I always tell him. There was a damsel in distress and I was lacking a horse so I needed his bike." Mokuba reached over and jokingly punched him as they both laughed. It was a joke they always shared. What he actually had told Alister on nights like this were a mystery but he didn't question it. He simply trusted Mikey.

They both jumped off the bed as Mokuba ran over to his closet to get his coat. He didn't say the way the other's smile fell for a brief second and was replaced with concern and something more. As soon as Mokuba had turned back to face him, that mischievous grin was back. All trace of the other emotions hidden well behind his trained face. Together the two climbed out the window, shimmied down the stone wall, until they had to drop the last six feet to the ground. Mikey always dropped first since he was taller to help catch Mokuba. Across the yard, up a tree, over a wall, and down the road they went running as fast as they could.

A red motorcycle was parked on the street innocently enough with two helmets waiting for their wearers. They had a routine at this point, no words were needed. Both tucked their hair into their helmets, Mikey would climb on first and Mokuba would immediately jump onto the back and wrap his arms tightly around Mikey's waist. The engine of the bike would roar to life and off they'd go into the dark night, never looking back. Never.

Time was instantly meaningless. Mokuba's worries were left back at the mansion with Seto. Nothing mattered except the acceleration of the bike, the heat of the redheads body against his own and the adrenaline as it consumed him with ecstasy.

The sun was only a few hours away by the time they had returned to the mansion. Mikey went with Mokuba to his room to help him get back in safely. No one inside ever noticed them leave or return. Not tonight, not any night. They both shed their jackets and collapsed onto the bed panting. Slowly the last ways of their adrenaline highs melted away.

Hardly any thing had been said the whole time they had left the mansion. Finally Mikey broke the wordless game they seemed to be playing. "You should try spending some time with Seto as brothers and forget about KC for a little while. I know he'll agree to it. Maybe then you'll figure out where your heart is."

Mokuba looked over to his friend. He smiled at how much better he felt, internally laughing at his childish panic earlier. "I think you're right."

"Don't forget you're not alone okay?"

Mokuba nodded,"Yeah you're-" With no warning of the movement Mikey was suddenly next to Mokuba with his head against the others and threw his arm around the younger pulling him close. He didn't fight it, letting himself be pulled close in comfort. He rolled on his side letting Mikey pull him even closer against his chest and letting him rest his chin against the top of Mokuba's head. By the soft breathing he could tell that Mikey had fallen asleep, whether or not that was before he pulled him close he didn't know.

He let the heat of Mikey's body warm his own. The ecstasy of the ride was nothing compared to that moment. It was rare but not unheard of for Mikey to forget all sense of boundaries and put them into a position like this. He once told Mokuba it was something he had issues with ever since the war. At night he would always sleep be curled against Alister's chest, and they'd almost always be in physical contact, it was one of the few things that made him feel safe when he was little. Shyly one night he told Mokuba even though he was seventeen he'd still sleep in Alister's bed on nights when he couldn't bare being alone.

The times, rare as they were, when Mikey was upset Mokuba knew physical contact always brought him out of it. And he didn't mind. He hug him tight until whatever was causing his friend grief was bare able.

Being so close to him was intoxicating. The heat consumed Mokuba making him dizzy with pleasure. None of his emotional worries could bother him. Nothing could disrupt the peace and comfort he felt. Nothing could make him doubt the love he felt for his friend, and he could very easily pretend that his friend loved him just the same.

Reviews would be awesome! Any suggestions for this story? I'd love some input. Thanks so much for reading! I should have the next chapter up in the next few days. Yay:D