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"You're going in as his brother."
"Are you sure this will work, Noah?"
The blue-green haired boy snorted, and his eyes glittered slightly.
"Of course it will work. My brother doesn't have the brains to figure out how to crack two nuts together, much less realize a slight change of personality."
The messy, blond-haired boy shrugged apprehensively.
"I mean, they've been living there for five years..."
"And we've been observing them for five years..."
"You're bloodthirsty, Noah."
He let out a faint snicker.
"Shut up, Jou. I'm just in to claim what's mine."
The addressed blinked, and shuffled uneasily as he looked down at a black haired, cobalt-eyed boy.
"The younger is so innocent...and you can't blame the older one. I mean, look what your father..." he trailed off, not wanting to say the 'F' word.
There was an uneasy pause. Jou could almost feel the tension and hatred radiating in the air. Basically, the normal for Noah.
"My father did all of this. He's going to pay for ever trying to deceive his real son...and this piece of work, as he would call it, is going to do it."
A thought suddenly rippled through the blond's mind.
"Wait-how old did you say his brother was?"
The other nonchalantly waved toward the short, black-haired boy.
"About ten, I suppose."
"Oh. Elementary?"
His voice was crestfallen.
Noah glanced at him amusedly.
"He's precocious by a grade. Junior High."
Jou grinned lopsidedly.
Noah smirked, musing on sibling relationships.
A nerve suddenly twitched in the other's head.
"How am I supposed to get into the boy's body?!"
Noah rolled his eyes, and shrugged.
"You force it."
Jou scowled.
"That's it?"
Noah tilted his head.
"When the boy is sleeping, obviously, you'll meet him in his dreams. We're able to do that, dunce," answered Noah foully at the look on his friend's face.
"Then why don't you do that to Seto?" asked Jou, ignoring the last insult.
The other apparition shook his head.
"His will-don't worry, I have a different plan. What we need right now is for you to weaken his soul...and his brother is the perfect way to get to it."
Noah continued.
"Basically, once you get in the body will take in the mind that is the strongest. It's most likely that you'll succeed, because sleep is a state of half-consciousness."
Jou looked incredulous.
"How do you know all this stuff?"
Noah glared at the wall.
"Don't tempt me. I went through hell to get the information."
"Okay..."
The blond twisted slightly, glancing down at the black haired boy.
"Well, here goes."
***
Seto Kaiba's eyes shot open, and on impulse sat up.
He glared down at the coverlets, wondering sardonically whether the insomnia doctor would kindly get the HELL out of his daydream and bring him his PILLS?!
He started to slowly lie back, but was immediately jerked up by a tingle in the back of his brain. The fifteen year old CEO of a Fortune 500 company scowled.
"ARGHH-!"
A cut off scream made Kaiba jump unintentionally. Musing on whether somebody was watching horror movies-Seto suddenly stiffened.
Mokuba. Mokuba was screaming.
With a desperate glance toward his clock, it confirmed his fears. It was 5:30 in the morning.
Seto Kaiba had gotten home at one o'clock.
Began working at one thirty.
Made sure brother was in bed by three o'clock.
The blue eyed boy closed his eyes, rubbing his temples.
You're being paranoid, Kaiba.
Still, the tingle in the back of his brain wouldn't recede.
It's insomnia...it's insomnia...
You know it's not insomnia.
Kaiba stood up unsteadily, and began to walk down the staircase until he got to the second floor. Picking his way gently through Mokuba's messy room, he bent down and gazed at the boy.
He was sleeping soundly.
Save for the tiny sliver peeking out from under the eyelids.
***
Jou shifted mentally as he looked up at Kaiba's looming face.
Pity almost attacked him when he saw how much sentiment and reluctant foreboding that hovered over the soulful blue eyes. For the first time, he saw them up close, and as he studied them further on, another thought struck him with a pang.
They were beautiful.
Shaking himself furiously in his mind, he reminded himself of what he was here to do.
Remember Noah. He's your best friend in the whole world. And you promised, Jou. You keep your promises.
Watching as Seto Kaiba left the room, Jou closed his eyes-Mokuba's eyes.
You promised.
***
The spirit of Mokuba Kaiba tugged on his brother's shoulder, desperately clawing away at the substance in vain.
"Big brother, can't you hear me? It's Mokuba! Please, Seto..."
With downcast eyes, he watched as Kaiba's form heaved himself up, departing from the room.
He started to glide after him.
"It's no use."
Mokuba stiffened as another voice abruptly pierced the air. He flipped around, and nearly reeled back at the sight that awaited him.
"S-Seto?" he whispered in disbelief, straining his eyes to see closer.
The boy snorted.
"Of course not, you insolent plebian."
The younger squinted, and realized that it wasn't Seto. He had the exact same blue eyes, but the greenish hair and the turquoise tinge cut it off.
"Then-who are you?"
The figure gave a wry smile.
"Let's just say you're not the only spirit around here. Call me...Nika."
Mokuba nodded, a tint of confusion marring his face.
Inside, Noah was smirking.
After all, little one, the name Nika means victory in the Greek origin. And when this ends, it will be MY victory.