"Only the dead have seen the end of war." – Plato
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Mokuba is dead.
I cannot believe it.
Now I see why Kaiba was crying. The only family he had left has just died. And by the looks of the letter of the desk, it looks like it was a...
A suicide.
Closing his eyes for a moment, Kaiba slowly walks over to the desk and picks up the letter. He reads it quickly, and then sets it back down. He then makes his way one step at a time to his dead brother. Kneeling down beside him, he takes the body up in his arms and rocks back and forth, back and forth, stroking its long black hair, making some sort of garbled noise, somewhere between a sob and a scream.
And once again, I stand there, feeling out of place, watching this. Mokuba was not my brother. Kaiba is not my friend. And yet he chose me. Well, I guess we sort of chose each other.
He could have left me at the school after he had cried. He could have left me at the house. He could have ignored me completely.
And yet...
And yet here I am.
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Dammit, LSL!! Say more!!!! You're killing us!!!!
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Mokuba is dead.
I cannot believe it.
Now I see why Kaiba was crying. The only family he had left has just died. And by the looks of the letter of the desk, it looks like it was a...
A suicide.
Closing his eyes for a moment, Kaiba slowly walks over to the desk and picks up the letter. He reads it quickly, and then sets it back down. He then makes his way one step at a time to his dead brother. Kneeling down beside him, he takes the body up in his arms and rocks back and forth, back and forth, stroking its long black hair, making some sort of garbled noise, somewhere between a sob and a scream.
And once again, I stand there, feeling out of place, watching this. Mokuba was not my brother. Kaiba is not my friend. And yet he chose me. Well, I guess we sort of chose each other.
He could have left me at the school after he had cried. He could have left me at the house. He could have ignored me completely.
And yet...
And yet here I am.
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Dammit, LSL!! Say more!!!! You're killing us!!!!