Love is Impossible
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A/N: Yep! I'm making a chapter 2, and I have no idea where this whole thing is even going. So, if I get more cheesy on you, I apologize. Sad, huh? I have no life, as I turn my boredom to writing! Joy. -_-*
Disclaimer: IDOYGO. ,---HA! I can make it an abbrieviation! And shorter! Oh, I'm cool.
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The sunlight shone brightly into Mokuba's room, Julia pulling back the curtains.
"Young Master Kaiba..?" Julia asked, walking over to the boy's bed. "It's morning, you have school." She smiled, touching his shoulder lightly. "Don't forget, it's only a half-day today, too." She reminded him, as he turned over lightly in his bed, whimpering.
"But..." he muttered softly.
"Come on, Master Kaiba. You need some breakfast." She said, watching him get up slowly, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
~Was that real? That...dream..?~
He looked up to Julia, who had put a bundle of something onto the edge of his bed. "Here are your clothes, Master Kaiba. I'll be leaving now. Do you need anything?"
Mokuba smiled. "Not really..."
"Okay then. Be quick, your breakfast is getting cold. And Master Kaiba is waiting."
Mokuba nodded, and threw his legs over the bed, getting up, he rushed into the bathroom with his clothes, and hurried back out fully-dressed. Soon, he made his way down the marble staircase in a haste, almost tripping, but catching himself on the railing he never usually used. Upon entering the kitchen, he sat down infront of his older brother at the table and proceeded to eat his cold waffles, only looking up when Seto let out a, "Hem."
"Hai? Niisama..?" Mokuba asked, placing down his fork and swallowing as his brother just turned another page of his newspaper casually. He took a sip of his coffee, and peered over his business section just enough to look Mokuba in the eye. Mokuba smiled sheepishly. "Something the matter?" he asked cautiously.
"Julia says you were muttering someone's name in your sleep. She failed to mention whom..." Seto trailed off suspiciously, but left the thought at that. "...Do you like someone, Mokuba..?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, his lips slightly twitching into a small smile. Mokuba's violet eyes widened immensly, and he turned to stare off in another direction.
He thought to himself. ~She didn't...say his name..?~ He figeted in his seat nervously. "...Why...Why are you wondering..?" he muttered.
"Well, as your brother, I thought I should know." he said light-heartedly, placing his newspaper down, full attention now on his little brother. Mokuba looked down to his lap.
"...I might..." he said softly, almost whispering. He looked to his watch. "Ah! Look, Seto, I'm gonna be late for school. Talk tonight..? Ja ne!!" and with that, he sat up out of his seat, pushing the chair in, grabbing his bag by the door and flying out of the manor.
Seto sat up, shaking his head slightly as he got himself ready for work. He had a big project he had to work on, and didn't have time for school that week, until it was finished.
~~~Later that afternoon~~~
Mokuba had decided that he would question Julia later in the evening. For now, he had homework, and other things to focus on. He ran up to his room, and plopped his bag down beside him at his desk, pulling out his work. Setting it down at his table, he stared intensly at the sheet. "I hate algebra..." he mumbled to himself. He picked up his pencil, and tried to write out the problem. No luck. He sighed.
"A...plus B...no.." he muttered silently. "If A is 15...then...B should be..."
"Twelve."
Mokuba jumped at the sound of another voice. He turned his head around to see a slightly transparent Noa standing beside him, smiling. "B should be 12." Noa repeated, the smile never leaving his face.
"You never told me you could do that!!" Mokuba whispered fiercly between clenched teeth. A confused look floated over the aqua-haired boy.
"What..? Math..?" he asked teasingly.
"No!!" Mokuba sighed, exasperated. "..THAT!" he emphasized, shoving a hand through the transparent Noa's chest. Noa chuckled.
"Well, neither did I. I didn't think you could see me." he said. "I was always--Stop That!!--" he snapped, moving away from Mokuba, who had stood, and was circling around him, poking through his body in random places, muttering, "Sweeet..."
Mokuba stopped, and smiled innocently. "I didn't do it."
Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door to Mokuba's bedroom. "Young Master Kaiba..?" Julia asked, placing a hand on the knob.
"Yes, Julia-san..?" Was Noa's automatic response.
"Shhh!!" Mokuba mouthed. There was a pause outside of the door as Julia shook her head. ~He never calls me that..~ She thought for a moment.
Mokuba spoke next. "What is it, Julia..?" he managed sweetly, as Noa brushed a hand over Mokuba's hair and dissappeared, muttering, "See you tonight."
Julia sighed. "Lunch is ready for you. Are you busy? Would you like for me to bring it up for you?" she asked.
"That would be nice, thank you Julia." Mokuba sighed, throwing himself onto his bed. Oh yeah, this was a *long* day.
~~~Bedtime~~~
Mokuba heard a knock at his door, as he put his stuff away on his desk quitely.
"Come on in." he said, standing up. He had already dressed in his pajamas, and was finished brushing his teeth. It was Julia.
"Young Master Kaiba...Your brother is still working at his computer..so he has instructed that I come and make sure you are ready for bed." she stated plainly, crossing the room to shut the curtains.
"Okay.." Mokuba said dully, lifting the silken covers and sliding in. "Hey...Julia..?" he asked nervously, as she set to leave.
"Yes, Master Kaiba..?" She asked, walking over to his bed.
"Why...why didn't you tell Seto...who's name..it was..?" he asked, propping himself up onto the soft pillows of his ice-blue bed. Julia smiled warmly, sitting on the edge of Mokuba's bed.
"Young Master Kaiba.." She started.
Mokuba had a flash of Noa responding to that title. Using it for himself depressed him. "Call me Mokuba, Julia."
"Mokuba...I felt that...you might want to tell Master Kaiba such a thing by yourself." She sighed sadly.
"How should I tell him, though, Julia..? I mean...what would he say to it? He doesn't like Noa very much."
Julia closed her eyes for a moment. "That...is a sad thing. Mokuba, your brother only saw a crueler side of Young Master Noa..He never saw the side that I knew....The boy that I took care of.." She opened her brown eyes again, and stared down to Mokuba.
"You...you knew..Noa..?" Mokuba asked.
"Yes, I did." she whispered. "We all loved Master Noa very much. He was a very nice, caring young boy... I still miss him greatly.." she looked back to Mokuba again. "Why is it..that you had said his name, Mokuba?" she asked, genuinely confused.
"I...kinda...well, I.." he blushed a furious red.
"You liked Master Noa, didn't you?" she asked sweetly, patting Mokuba on the head. "You liked him a lot."
Mokuba smiled. "You caught me.."
Julia grinned. "Just what is it..you dreamed?"
"Well, it wasn't a dream, really. I mean...he came..to see me. Like, actually. Then, when you thought I called you Julia-san..?" Julia nodded, listening. "That was him. Or..a ghost of him, sorta.."
Julie nodded again, understanding. "Well, off to sleep, Mokuba." she muttered, smiling as she stood. "Oyasumi nasai."
"Oyasumi nasai, Julia-san.."
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R&R? Pweese? ;.;
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A/N: Yep! I'm making a chapter 2, and I have no idea where this whole thing is even going. So, if I get more cheesy on you, I apologize. Sad, huh? I have no life, as I turn my boredom to writing! Joy. -_-*
Disclaimer: IDOYGO. ,---HA! I can make it an abbrieviation! And shorter! Oh, I'm cool.
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The sunlight shone brightly into Mokuba's room, Julia pulling back the curtains.
"Young Master Kaiba..?" Julia asked, walking over to the boy's bed. "It's morning, you have school." She smiled, touching his shoulder lightly. "Don't forget, it's only a half-day today, too." She reminded him, as he turned over lightly in his bed, whimpering.
"But..." he muttered softly.
"Come on, Master Kaiba. You need some breakfast." She said, watching him get up slowly, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
~Was that real? That...dream..?~
He looked up to Julia, who had put a bundle of something onto the edge of his bed. "Here are your clothes, Master Kaiba. I'll be leaving now. Do you need anything?"
Mokuba smiled. "Not really..."
"Okay then. Be quick, your breakfast is getting cold. And Master Kaiba is waiting."
Mokuba nodded, and threw his legs over the bed, getting up, he rushed into the bathroom with his clothes, and hurried back out fully-dressed. Soon, he made his way down the marble staircase in a haste, almost tripping, but catching himself on the railing he never usually used. Upon entering the kitchen, he sat down infront of his older brother at the table and proceeded to eat his cold waffles, only looking up when Seto let out a, "Hem."
"Hai? Niisama..?" Mokuba asked, placing down his fork and swallowing as his brother just turned another page of his newspaper casually. He took a sip of his coffee, and peered over his business section just enough to look Mokuba in the eye. Mokuba smiled sheepishly. "Something the matter?" he asked cautiously.
"Julia says you were muttering someone's name in your sleep. She failed to mention whom..." Seto trailed off suspiciously, but left the thought at that. "...Do you like someone, Mokuba..?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, his lips slightly twitching into a small smile. Mokuba's violet eyes widened immensly, and he turned to stare off in another direction.
He thought to himself. ~She didn't...say his name..?~ He figeted in his seat nervously. "...Why...Why are you wondering..?" he muttered.
"Well, as your brother, I thought I should know." he said light-heartedly, placing his newspaper down, full attention now on his little brother. Mokuba looked down to his lap.
"...I might..." he said softly, almost whispering. He looked to his watch. "Ah! Look, Seto, I'm gonna be late for school. Talk tonight..? Ja ne!!" and with that, he sat up out of his seat, pushing the chair in, grabbing his bag by the door and flying out of the manor.
Seto sat up, shaking his head slightly as he got himself ready for work. He had a big project he had to work on, and didn't have time for school that week, until it was finished.
~~~Later that afternoon~~~
Mokuba had decided that he would question Julia later in the evening. For now, he had homework, and other things to focus on. He ran up to his room, and plopped his bag down beside him at his desk, pulling out his work. Setting it down at his table, he stared intensly at the sheet. "I hate algebra..." he mumbled to himself. He picked up his pencil, and tried to write out the problem. No luck. He sighed.
"A...plus B...no.." he muttered silently. "If A is 15...then...B should be..."
"Twelve."
Mokuba jumped at the sound of another voice. He turned his head around to see a slightly transparent Noa standing beside him, smiling. "B should be 12." Noa repeated, the smile never leaving his face.
"You never told me you could do that!!" Mokuba whispered fiercly between clenched teeth. A confused look floated over the aqua-haired boy.
"What..? Math..?" he asked teasingly.
"No!!" Mokuba sighed, exasperated. "..THAT!" he emphasized, shoving a hand through the transparent Noa's chest. Noa chuckled.
"Well, neither did I. I didn't think you could see me." he said. "I was always--Stop That!!--" he snapped, moving away from Mokuba, who had stood, and was circling around him, poking through his body in random places, muttering, "Sweeet..."
Mokuba stopped, and smiled innocently. "I didn't do it."
Suddenly, a knock was heard on the door to Mokuba's bedroom. "Young Master Kaiba..?" Julia asked, placing a hand on the knob.
"Yes, Julia-san..?" Was Noa's automatic response.
"Shhh!!" Mokuba mouthed. There was a pause outside of the door as Julia shook her head. ~He never calls me that..~ She thought for a moment.
Mokuba spoke next. "What is it, Julia..?" he managed sweetly, as Noa brushed a hand over Mokuba's hair and dissappeared, muttering, "See you tonight."
Julia sighed. "Lunch is ready for you. Are you busy? Would you like for me to bring it up for you?" she asked.
"That would be nice, thank you Julia." Mokuba sighed, throwing himself onto his bed. Oh yeah, this was a *long* day.
~~~Bedtime~~~
Mokuba heard a knock at his door, as he put his stuff away on his desk quitely.
"Come on in." he said, standing up. He had already dressed in his pajamas, and was finished brushing his teeth. It was Julia.
"Young Master Kaiba...Your brother is still working at his computer..so he has instructed that I come and make sure you are ready for bed." she stated plainly, crossing the room to shut the curtains.
"Okay.." Mokuba said dully, lifting the silken covers and sliding in. "Hey...Julia..?" he asked nervously, as she set to leave.
"Yes, Master Kaiba..?" She asked, walking over to his bed.
"Why...why didn't you tell Seto...who's name..it was..?" he asked, propping himself up onto the soft pillows of his ice-blue bed. Julia smiled warmly, sitting on the edge of Mokuba's bed.
"Young Master Kaiba.." She started.
Mokuba had a flash of Noa responding to that title. Using it for himself depressed him. "Call me Mokuba, Julia."
"Mokuba...I felt that...you might want to tell Master Kaiba such a thing by yourself." She sighed sadly.
"How should I tell him, though, Julia..? I mean...what would he say to it? He doesn't like Noa very much."
Julia closed her eyes for a moment. "That...is a sad thing. Mokuba, your brother only saw a crueler side of Young Master Noa..He never saw the side that I knew....The boy that I took care of.." She opened her brown eyes again, and stared down to Mokuba.
"You...you knew..Noa..?" Mokuba asked.
"Yes, I did." she whispered. "We all loved Master Noa very much. He was a very nice, caring young boy... I still miss him greatly.." she looked back to Mokuba again. "Why is it..that you had said his name, Mokuba?" she asked, genuinely confused.
"I...kinda...well, I.." he blushed a furious red.
"You liked Master Noa, didn't you?" she asked sweetly, patting Mokuba on the head. "You liked him a lot."
Mokuba smiled. "You caught me.."
Julia grinned. "Just what is it..you dreamed?"
"Well, it wasn't a dream, really. I mean...he came..to see me. Like, actually. Then, when you thought I called you Julia-san..?" Julia nodded, listening. "That was him. Or..a ghost of him, sorta.."
Julie nodded again, understanding. "Well, off to sleep, Mokuba." she muttered, smiling as she stood. "Oyasumi nasai."
"Oyasumi nasai, Julia-san.."
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