Yami Yugi: You're getting more and more fond of bringing us into the disclaimers, aren't you?
Yami Kaosu: *nods*
Chaos: But it's more fun this way! And besides, Seto gets the job of watching for Yami Bakura!
Seto: *looks around* I don't see him.
Yami Kaosu: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Which I know must come as an amazing shock to everyone.
Yami Yugi: Not really...
A/N: *looks at the disclaimer* I really need to stop doing that...anyway, here is chapter 6! This is the last chapter of the fic. And it is finally made known where the name of this story comes from. ~Yami
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As the days passed, Seto and Yami's closeness only grew. Spending more and more time with each other, Seto noticed that he wasn't missing Mokuba nearly as much. Of course, he still wished that his younger brother was there with him, but his love for Yami seemed bandage the hole that had been in his heart from Mokuba's death. But nightmares still seemed to haunt him, remembering his brother, and only blaming himself.
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The moon was full in the sky, its presence illuminating what seemed to be an impossibly dark night. The stars that usually filled the sky went unseen, hidden behind clouds of darkness. The faint light of the moon began to fade as the clouds drew nearer, beginning an attempt to bring about complete darkness of the night. The moon's full brightness slowly dimmed, moving what had seemed to be a bright night into ever darkening presence. As the clouds drew nearer to their assumed goal, the diminishing light seemed to make one last desperate glow, as if to leave the earth below with a reminder that it was there. Then, as the last of the clouds drifted in the wind, all light was cut off, leaving the world in a black night. All was black, no sign left that it had ever been illuminated.
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Two paths.
He looked ahead, and saw two very distinct paths. One was illuminated with light, and the other covered in darkness. Walking up to where his current path split, he looked down each of the two. The light path seemed much more inviting, every aspect along it visible. Opposed was the darker path, in which nothing could be seen. For all he knew, it could have held hidden dangers with every step. His decision made, he started down the light path.
But before he could get far, a child appeared in front of him. The child wore a hooded cape, hiding his features. "How could you consider yourself worthy to go along this pathway, Seto?" the child asked, anger evident in his voice.
Seto recognized the voice immediately. "Mo...Mokuba..." he whispered, shocked and hurt by his brother's words. "Wh...what do you mean?"
Mokuba growled from beneath his cape. "You know what I mean. How could you possibly think yourself good enough to take this path? People like you belong on the other path, a path that can only lead to doom." He pointed to the other path, the dark one.
Seto's eyes widened. "Mokuba..." he whispered, "you...you can't mean that..." His voice was shaking, unable to believe that his own brother would accuse him like this.
Mokuba pulled back his hood, now glaring at Seto. "Of course I mean it! You are only destined for darkness, Seto Kaiba! You have failed everyone! You failed me! Where were you when I needed you most, Seto?"
Seto was silent. He had no answer for Mokuba, knew that he had no excuse for not being there for him. He felt his eyes brim with tears. Did Mokuba really blame him for all of this?
Mokuba scowled. "And now..." he said, his anger having not diminished, "you are too wrapped up in your new 'love' life to even remember me! Face it, Seto, you don't belong on this path! Go to the darkness, where you should be!"
Seto gasped. "How could you think that I don't remember you, Mokuba? Not a day passes where my thoughts don't turn to you, turn to how much I miss you!" He couldn't believe what he was hearing; couldn't believe that Mokuba would actually believe something like that. "
Liar!" Mokuba screamed, "You don't care about me! You never cared about me!" With that, Mokuba ran down the lighted path. Seto watched in horror as his brother disappeared from sight, as did all light from the path. Finally, Seto realized the path itself was gone, as he felt himself falling. Only darkness remained.
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Seto awoke with a start, only to observe the complete darkness around him. Everything he had just heard raced through his head, relentlessly. His eyes were wide with disbelief, unable to believe that Mokuba was so angry at him. His eyes were still brimming with unshed tears, tears from the hurt he had received at Mokuba's words.
One line in particular was tearing away at him. "You are too wrapped up in your new 'love' life to even remember me!" Seto shuddered as the words ripped through his mind. "But how could I give up what I have with Yami?" he wondered. "Am I just trying to fill a void that has been present ever since Mokuba's death? Am I really replacing my memories of him?"
He laid back down, unable to return to sleep, in fear of more accusations. His thoughts were still plagued with Mokuba's words about his relationship with Yami. "What am I supposed to do?" he asked himself. "Should...should I just leave the subject of love alone?" Seto was extremely disturbed by that thought. "How can I just leave after everything I have gained?"
"Seto..." a sleepy voice beside him said, "what's wrong?"
Seto glanced beside him to see a half-asleep Yami. Yami sat up and turned to Seto, immediately noticing the tears falling from his eyes. "Seto!" Yami said, suddenly becoming much more awake, "what happened? What's wrong?"
Seto said nothing, instead closing his eyes, letting the tears fall. A moment later, he felt Yami's arms around him, hugging him close. Once again he allowed himself to take comfort in Yami's embrace, leaning against him, sobbing into his chest.
Yami said nothing more and just held him, knowing that it was the best effort he could make at this point in time to comfort him. He had an idea as to what had happened, from hearing what Seto had just been asking himself. "Ssh...Seto...Seto, it's all right," he whispered.
Seto shook his head. "No...no, it's not..." he said, "It...it will never be all...all right..."
Yami sighed before replying. "He doesn't blame you for this, Seto. And there is nothing wrong with the fact that you have found love. You should know better than anyone that Mokuba would be happy for you, for what you have now."
Seto didn't reply. Instead, he found himself contemplating Yami's words. He knew that Yami was right, that Mokuba's reaction would have been quite different. But he couldn't erase the accusing words from his mind. He felt Yami's arms tighten around him, and he sighed as he realized how safe, how good it felt.
"He's right..." Seto thought suddenly. "Yami's right. Mokuba would never blame me for all of this."
Yami noticed that Seto was beginning to relax. Slowly he laid down beside him, his arms still wrapped around him, holding him close. "I am here for you, Seto," he whispered, as Seto finally drifted off to sleep, safe in the arms of the one he loved.
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Two paths.
Once again, he was faced with two paths. Before he could make his way down the light one, however, a familiar person appeared before him. Seto once again found himself facing the accusations of his younger brother.
All light faded from sight, and Seto found himself on a path, lighted by nothing, surrounded by darkness. Mokuba still stood before him, his features now hidden. Through the darkness, Seto could still hear Mokuba's condemning voice. "Face it, Seto, this is where you belong. You don't deserve to be in the light."
Suddenly, a bright light made it's way through the darkness, illuminating all. Turning around, Seto gasped as he saw a glowing Yami, lighting up both paths. He watched as Yami made his way to where he stood. "Seto," Yami said, finally stopping next to him, "have you realized the truth?"
"The truth?" Seto replied, unsure of what Yami meant.
Yami motioned to where Mokuba stood. "This is not your brother, Seto," he said. "You know that Mokuba would never accuse you of anything like that." Before anything more could be said, the image of Mokuba disappeared.
"Seto!" a voice called from behind him.
Seto turned around, and saw a figure running towards him. As the figure approached, Seto realized that it was Mokuba. Confused, he looked back to where the image of Mokuba had been only moments earlier.
"Big brother!" Mokuba yelled, hugging Seto as soon as he got to him.
"Mokuba..." Seto said, hugging him back. "It's really you...Mokuba..."
Yami smiled as he watched the two. He knew, that this was truly Mokuba. The other had only been the guilt that Seto felt, knowing that he hadn't been able to prevent Mokuba's death. Walking up to the two brothers, he stopped as Mokuba turned to him. "I'm glad that Seto finally has someone to love. I know that the two of you will be happy," said a grinning Mokuba.
Seto smiled as he realized that his brother truly did accept what he had found. He watched as Mokuba turned back to him. "Seto, how could you think that I would blame you for all of this? Or that I wouldn't want you to be happy?" Mokuba asked.
"I...I don't know, Mokuba," Seto replied. "It's just that...I can't stand the thought of you thinking that I didn't care about you."
Mokuba sighed. "Seto, I know you care about me, and I know that you miss me. But you can't linger on me forever. You did the right thing, by going on with your life. It's all right, because you still keep the memories of me alive."
Seto looked at him, tears forming in his eyes. "Mokuba..." he whispered.
"I can't stay here any longer, Seto," Mokuba said. "But I want you to know...it's all right. Don't let the guilt ever let you think that I blame you." With that, Mokuba faded from their sight. "Goodbye, big brother," he said, and was gone.
Yami stepped forward, laying a hand on Seto's shoulder. "Yami...he really doesn't blame me. He doesn't hate me..." Seto said.
"Isn't that what I told you?" Yami asked, smiling.
Seto nodded, leaning back into Yami. "Yes, you did," he replied. Yami said nothing more, content to hold his loved one. Suddenly, Seto remarked, "It's funny..."
"What's so amusing?" Yami asked.
"It's not so much amusing as it is ironic," Seto said. Yami waited for an answer. Seto sighed before finishing. "Who would've thought that you, one of darkness, would be the one to brighten my own darkness?" He shook his head. "You were like...a lighthouse, that provides the light, even on the darkest of nights."
Yami smiled. "A lighthouse..." he said. "Either way, Seto, you now know the truth. The shadows have been cast away." Seto nodded, hugging him closer.
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Darkness was all one could see. The moon's light, blocked by the clouds, could not make its way down to the earth below, was unable to cast away the shadows that danced through the darkened setting. Suddenly, a ray of light made its way across the landscape, illuminating the features of its face. A lone lighthouse brightened the land.
~OWARI~
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Well, everyone, that's the end! I used symbolism! Look at this way: the moon represented Mokuba, which shone down on the earth below, which was Seto. But when the clouds cut off the moon's light, that was Mokuba's death ending the happiness that Seto had once known. Then, the lighthouse once again illuminated the landscape, which represented Yami allowing Seto to know happiness once again! *sighs* I'm going to miss working on this story...is it really over all ready? Oh, well...as always, reviews are much appreciated! I'd really like opinions on the story as a whole! ~Yami