Kaiba was a terror to everyone now. How dare anyone kidnap Mokuba at night
as he slept? Yugi had tried to comfort him, but Kaiba had basically
flicked him off. Yugi was now searching for Mokuba. Then Kaiba's phone
rang.
"Kaiba? This is Yugi and I think we've found Mokuba."
Kaiba was ready to kill Yugi. Tears sprang to his icy blue eyes. "SHUT IT, MIDGET! MOKUBA'S GONE!" he shrieked and dissolved into tears. How dare anyone say, "I think". Then he heard a small, sad voice say, "Seto? I'm here. Yugi found me. He threw away his puzzle for me."
Kaiba shot to his feet. "M-Mokie?"
The voice laughed. "I'm coming home right now."
Kaiba smiled. "I love you!"
*** Kaiba sat up in bed. Of course no one had found Mokuba. In the dark he glanced at the picture of Mokuba on his desk. He couldn't take it anymore. Angst filled his heart. He trudged down to the kitchen and picked up a large knife and held it under his throat.
He heard a voice yell, NO! in his head.
Then he bit his lip. YES he thought. I want my little brother now. I'll die for him.
Die. Death. Dead.
He hadn't thought of that. Mokuba, dead? Impossible!
But deep in that cold, spiritless heart of his, he knew it WAS possible.
Death.
Cold, dark, shaky, grave. Bereavement, demise, sorrows. Dying. Gone.
Kaiba threw the knife across the kitchen. It hit some jars and they cracked. Like he cared. It was almost time for him to go to school. He looked at the table. He was starving, but wouldn't eat.
Couldn't eat.
He hadn't for awhile, anyways. He simply flounced out the door and ran to school. All right then. Who cared that his face was tear streaked and he looked dead himself.
Dead.
That word kept repeating itself.
He cried silently as he slipped inside Domino High. A teacher stopped him in the hall and told him to go to the main office immediatley.
Why?
"Kaiba? This is Yugi and I think we've found Mokuba."
Kaiba was ready to kill Yugi. Tears sprang to his icy blue eyes. "SHUT IT, MIDGET! MOKUBA'S GONE!" he shrieked and dissolved into tears. How dare anyone say, "I think". Then he heard a small, sad voice say, "Seto? I'm here. Yugi found me. He threw away his puzzle for me."
Kaiba shot to his feet. "M-Mokie?"
The voice laughed. "I'm coming home right now."
Kaiba smiled. "I love you!"
*** Kaiba sat up in bed. Of course no one had found Mokuba. In the dark he glanced at the picture of Mokuba on his desk. He couldn't take it anymore. Angst filled his heart. He trudged down to the kitchen and picked up a large knife and held it under his throat.
He heard a voice yell, NO! in his head.
Then he bit his lip. YES he thought. I want my little brother now. I'll die for him.
Die. Death. Dead.
He hadn't thought of that. Mokuba, dead? Impossible!
But deep in that cold, spiritless heart of his, he knew it WAS possible.
Death.
Cold, dark, shaky, grave. Bereavement, demise, sorrows. Dying. Gone.
Kaiba threw the knife across the kitchen. It hit some jars and they cracked. Like he cared. It was almost time for him to go to school. He looked at the table. He was starving, but wouldn't eat.
Couldn't eat.
He hadn't for awhile, anyways. He simply flounced out the door and ran to school. All right then. Who cared that his face was tear streaked and he looked dead himself.
Dead.
That word kept repeating itself.
He cried silently as he slipped inside Domino High. A teacher stopped him in the hall and told him to go to the main office immediatley.
Why?
