He doubted that the internet would be of any service;it rarely was anyway,especially when it came to his ,he sensed that-though he hated to admit it-the dream sequence was getting a bit supernatural.
"I don't do supernatural,"he thought."Everything's supposed to stay as normal as it can when card dueling is involved."
The hardest part was that he had no idea where to was no evidence,no links,no hunches,no leads,and no now everything was going to have to be based on instinct and ability.
"No matter who it is,whether or not it's a new enemy,they are going to be sorry."
He glanced at his cell phone and was struck by a sudden,if not entirely welcome, if he got Yugi involved in this?Him and his friends were always going on about strange,worthless things such as Yami sides and ancient spirits;why shouldn't he be able to help Kaiba with this issue?
In the next seconds,however,the thought was squashed would never-ever-ask Yugi for all,no matter what ,it was better to have a possible back-up plan,even if he wouldn't use it.
Mokuba dumped his empty plate in the trash and ventured upstairs to his room,brooding silently over the jet was beginning to feel frightened,but the last thing that he wanted to tell his brother was that he was felt that he would just be adding to the elder's burden so he decided to keep his mouth shut.
He flopped pathetically onto his bed,which was still unmade after his rush to get to the hangar that initial excitement felt like poison now.
As he sat there,he eventually found himself staring at the picture eyes were drawn specifically to a bright photograph of Yugi,Joey,Bakura,and had Yugi in a headlock,apparently unaware of exactly what he was doing in his moment of cheering someone looked surprised and a little exasperated,and was starting to try and escape Joey's had a hand on Joey's other shoulder and had the expression of a gently scolding was a little in the back,wearing a bewildered look on his whole scene wasn't exactly relaxed,but it was clearly friendly and at any moment Joey would let go of Yugi and all would return to normal.
Mokuba suddenly blinked in !Why hadn't he thought of that before?Yugi and his friends had always helped him out before,why shouldn't they now?
He stood to go find Kaiba and to tell him that he was going to Yugi's house-and then stopped,one hand extended halfway towards the was he thinking?His brother would never even let him leave the house,let alone go to Yugi's.
...Which meant that if he really thought that Yugi could help him,he would have to leave without his brother's it worth it?Would it only aggravate his brother?Of course it would.
Inside,Mokuba had a feeling that his brother would never notice if he went to Yugi's really fast and came right back within the was bound to be working on whatever he was working on for a long time and was likely to never leave his he did,he probably wouldn't waste any of that time checking up on Mokuba because his office was three floors below his little brother's ,though Mokuba really didn't want to cause the elder any problems,he wanted answers all,it wasn't like his brother really was aware of the extent of his shook his head as a flood of bloody memories threatened to take over again and eyed the door with a new confidence.
"I'll do it."he thought,walking out of his room.
Kaiba stared,frustrated,at the still-blank computer brain felt jammed,and every time he ran out of explanations he would land on the same nonsensical conclusion:talk to Yugi about it.
It was too early to,if ever,get Moto involved in this was a family issue,something that Kaiba wasn't willing to let go ,Yugi had helped both him and his brother more times that he cared to remember,but what was the point of having a rivalry if they were constantly saving each others skins?To answer him,his mind brought up all those memories of destiny speeches from Yugi and his supposed counterpart and all the stories of how friendship is what saved them and not dueling .
"Worthless,"Kaiba thought,leaning back in his chair."Pathetic,monotonous,and worthless."
He wasn't Yugi's friend at any favors had been done,it was strictly business,but Yugi didn't seem able to understand had learned long ago better than to attempt to explain all that to Yugi and his friends,instead deciding to stick to the cold-shoulder that didn't work he had a feeling that even if he asked for only a little help,everything would get out of what could be done?
As Mokuba passed cautiously through the kitchen,he paused at the blue notepad attached to the side of the that it would be an easy way to tell his brother where he'd gone-easier than trying to explain in person or over the phone-he tore off a sheet and grabbed a pen.
"One thing they never say about brainstorming is that it always leads to migraines,"Kaiba thought irritatedly as he paced around his almost wished that he'd eaten some lunch,but he'd needed to get to work and just really wished that he could think straight.
Mokuba lifted the pen off the blue sheet of paper and checked over his words one more last thing that he wanted was for there to be any ridiculous spelling mistakes.
'Seto,
I'll be at Yugi's house if you need me.I just want to make sure of a few things.
-Mokuba.'
It was short,no preamble,no like his brother preferred.
He set the paper on the table and walked out the front door.