Disclaimer: Since I can't seem to think of an interesting way to say that Yu-Gi-Oh isn't mine, I guess I'll just say it. Never mind, I believe I just did =)
A/N: Poor Seto! Having to deal with the death of his younger brother, the one who was most precious to him! *sniffle* It's so sad! How could I do that to him? ~Yami
/.../ - denotes telepathy between Yugi and Yami
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When Seto awoke the next day, a group of very concerned servants and employees waited by his door. He was still in his office, as they had decided that it would be best to just let him sleep. As his mind unclouded, Seto remembered the previous night's news. He got up and informed everyone that he was going home.
As he drove himself home, he tried not to think of how different his life would be now without his younger brother. Mokuba had been the driving reason that he still went on with life. There were so many times that he had felt too overwhelmed, like the world was bearing down on him. He had wished that he could just end it all...but he knew that doing so would hurt Mokuba. He remembered how seeing his brother's smiling face after a difficult day would always help him to feel better. Mokuba was always the one to turn a bad day into a good one.
"But now..." Seto thought, as the sensation of tears came upon him once again. "But now...what is there to look forward to? What is there to live for?"
He didn't realize the flow of tears making their way down his face. As his home came into view, he knew that Mokuba wouldn't be there to greet him. He knew that he now faced an emotionless place that was not meant to know happiness again.
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Seto watched, his face an emotional void, as they lowered the coffin containing Mokuba's body into the ground. His tears had dried away in the few days since his brother had died. Now, he had nothing left to give, except a final good-bye. He watched in silence as others came to do the same. To his surprise, Yugi, Anzu, Yami, Jounouchi, Honda, Ryou, and Mai had also come. Seto hadn't realized that they had cared that much about his brother.
Yami noticed the expression on Seto's face. His blue eyes hid so much pain, and Yami could tell immediately that the teen's grief had already let his tears go. The Pharaoh wondered what affect this was going to have on Seto's already overwhelming life. Then and there he decided that he would be there if Seto needed him.
At the funeral's end, Yami walked up to Seto, who was still standing next to the fresh grave. Receiving no acknowledgement of his presence, Yami put his hand on Seto's shoulder. He felt Seto tense, and then relax slightly. "Seto," Yami said, unsure if Seto was even listening, "I just want you to know...I am here if you need me."
Seto hid his surprise well, and nodded slightly. Yami then headed to where the others were gathering. Seto barely noticed Yugi approach him. "Are you going to be okay?" Yugi asked, his violet eyes wide with concern. Again, Seto nodded and smiled weakly, and Yugi walked to where Yami and the others now stood.
Seto watched the people leaving, and after a while, was the only one still there. He looked one last time at his brother's grave, and letting a grieved sigh escape from his lips, left to go home.
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Seto tossed and turned as images flashed before his eyes, and ghostly voices rang through his head. "Why couldn't you save me? Where were you when I needed you, big brother? Why did you let this happen?" Seto bolted upright, breathing hard. Sweat dripped from his hair, as well as his face.
"Mokuba..." Seto whispered, recalling the cries for help. "Why didn't I save you?" He pounded his fists into the bed, and fell forward, his energy sapped from the nightmare. Seto ran a hand through his sweat-soaked hair, and looked at the clock. "3:26 in the morning..." he said, laying back down. He knew he wouldn't be getting any more sleep tonight.
Getting out of bed, he walked out of his room, and into Mokuba's room. Looking around, all sorts of memories of his brother came to him. Memories of when they were younger, and all they had was each other. Memories of the smiling face that always made Seto's day brighter.
"Why am I still here?" Seto wondered. "My life has no more meaning..." Seto had realized that without Mokuba, he had no reason left to live.
******
The responsibility of running Kaiba Corporation soon drew Seto out of the house. As he walked into the building, many people stopped in an attempt to console him. None succeeded, however, and by the time he reached his office, Seto was in a nearly fractured emotional state from having to hear Mokuba's name so many times.
Throughout the day, he was forced to hear his younger brother's name many more times. He knew that the people were trying to help, but he honestly wished that they would just leave him alone. Finally, it was time to go home, but Seto couldn't look forward to it like he used to. Once again he would have to face the fact that Mokuba would not be there when he arrived home.
As Seto settled into a chair, he closed his eyes and let his mind wander. Images of the funeral came to him, bringing forth one particular memory. He could see Yami walk up to him, and softly lay a hand on his shoulder. He felt himself tense at the Pharaoh's touch, then relax. Yami's words echoed through his mind.
"I just want you to know...I am here if you need me."
Seto sighed as he opened his eyes. What did Yami mean by that? And why would he even bother trying to help him? The two of them didn't have the best history. But even after all of that, he still couldn't imagine Yami caring about him that much.
Would he ever do something like that for Yami?
Seto shook his head, where did that come from? But he couldn't budge the question from his mind. Would he be willing to help Yami if something like that ever happened to him? That thought plagued him throughout the rest of the night.
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And thus is chapter 2! So, how am I doing with this fic so far? Remember, reviews are always appreciated! Chapter 3 is already written, so it should be up soon! ~Yami
A/N: Poor Seto! Having to deal with the death of his younger brother, the one who was most precious to him! *sniffle* It's so sad! How could I do that to him? ~Yami
/.../ - denotes telepathy between Yugi and Yami
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When Seto awoke the next day, a group of very concerned servants and employees waited by his door. He was still in his office, as they had decided that it would be best to just let him sleep. As his mind unclouded, Seto remembered the previous night's news. He got up and informed everyone that he was going home.
As he drove himself home, he tried not to think of how different his life would be now without his younger brother. Mokuba had been the driving reason that he still went on with life. There were so many times that he had felt too overwhelmed, like the world was bearing down on him. He had wished that he could just end it all...but he knew that doing so would hurt Mokuba. He remembered how seeing his brother's smiling face after a difficult day would always help him to feel better. Mokuba was always the one to turn a bad day into a good one.
"But now..." Seto thought, as the sensation of tears came upon him once again. "But now...what is there to look forward to? What is there to live for?"
He didn't realize the flow of tears making their way down his face. As his home came into view, he knew that Mokuba wouldn't be there to greet him. He knew that he now faced an emotionless place that was not meant to know happiness again.
******
Seto watched, his face an emotional void, as they lowered the coffin containing Mokuba's body into the ground. His tears had dried away in the few days since his brother had died. Now, he had nothing left to give, except a final good-bye. He watched in silence as others came to do the same. To his surprise, Yugi, Anzu, Yami, Jounouchi, Honda, Ryou, and Mai had also come. Seto hadn't realized that they had cared that much about his brother.
Yami noticed the expression on Seto's face. His blue eyes hid so much pain, and Yami could tell immediately that the teen's grief had already let his tears go. The Pharaoh wondered what affect this was going to have on Seto's already overwhelming life. Then and there he decided that he would be there if Seto needed him.
At the funeral's end, Yami walked up to Seto, who was still standing next to the fresh grave. Receiving no acknowledgement of his presence, Yami put his hand on Seto's shoulder. He felt Seto tense, and then relax slightly. "Seto," Yami said, unsure if Seto was even listening, "I just want you to know...I am here if you need me."
Seto hid his surprise well, and nodded slightly. Yami then headed to where the others were gathering. Seto barely noticed Yugi approach him. "Are you going to be okay?" Yugi asked, his violet eyes wide with concern. Again, Seto nodded and smiled weakly, and Yugi walked to where Yami and the others now stood.
Seto watched the people leaving, and after a while, was the only one still there. He looked one last time at his brother's grave, and letting a grieved sigh escape from his lips, left to go home.
******
Seto tossed and turned as images flashed before his eyes, and ghostly voices rang through his head. "Why couldn't you save me? Where were you when I needed you, big brother? Why did you let this happen?" Seto bolted upright, breathing hard. Sweat dripped from his hair, as well as his face.
"Mokuba..." Seto whispered, recalling the cries for help. "Why didn't I save you?" He pounded his fists into the bed, and fell forward, his energy sapped from the nightmare. Seto ran a hand through his sweat-soaked hair, and looked at the clock. "3:26 in the morning..." he said, laying back down. He knew he wouldn't be getting any more sleep tonight.
Getting out of bed, he walked out of his room, and into Mokuba's room. Looking around, all sorts of memories of his brother came to him. Memories of when they were younger, and all they had was each other. Memories of the smiling face that always made Seto's day brighter.
"Why am I still here?" Seto wondered. "My life has no more meaning..." Seto had realized that without Mokuba, he had no reason left to live.
******
The responsibility of running Kaiba Corporation soon drew Seto out of the house. As he walked into the building, many people stopped in an attempt to console him. None succeeded, however, and by the time he reached his office, Seto was in a nearly fractured emotional state from having to hear Mokuba's name so many times.
Throughout the day, he was forced to hear his younger brother's name many more times. He knew that the people were trying to help, but he honestly wished that they would just leave him alone. Finally, it was time to go home, but Seto couldn't look forward to it like he used to. Once again he would have to face the fact that Mokuba would not be there when he arrived home.
As Seto settled into a chair, he closed his eyes and let his mind wander. Images of the funeral came to him, bringing forth one particular memory. He could see Yami walk up to him, and softly lay a hand on his shoulder. He felt himself tense at the Pharaoh's touch, then relax. Yami's words echoed through his mind.
"I just want you to know...I am here if you need me."
Seto sighed as he opened his eyes. What did Yami mean by that? And why would he even bother trying to help him? The two of them didn't have the best history. But even after all of that, he still couldn't imagine Yami caring about him that much.
Would he ever do something like that for Yami?
Seto shook his head, where did that come from? But he couldn't budge the question from his mind. Would he be willing to help Yami if something like that ever happened to him? That thought plagued him throughout the rest of the night.
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And thus is chapter 2! So, how am I doing with this fic so far? Remember, reviews are always appreciated! Chapter 3 is already written, so it should be up soon! ~Yami