For Tomorrow

Chapter One

As I stared out the tinted window of the limo, my thoughts dwelled on my bother. He'd never acted like that before, and I didn't know what to think. I knew he sometimes suffered from fits of depression, and that he had not gotten any professional help, but he knew how to keep control, so it was our secret.

I remember the first time I found out, when we first went to Mr. Kaiba's mansion. He had one of the servants send me a note, and inside, "Mokuba, we need to talk." scribbled quickly on it. I ran to his room and waited. Then he told me. He told me everything, about how he would sit on his bed and cry all night, about the loneliness he always felt and his need to escape it, to escape this world, and everything in it.

He asked me if I would help him, or if he should die right then. I suggested that he go to our "father."

"Are you insane!" He shouted, "Then we'd have to live in that orphanage again. Is that what you want? We may never have a chance like this again."

"But Seto," I pointed out, "If you died, I'd be sent back there, and…" tears came to my eyes, "I couldn't do it! I'd die too!"

"So, You're going to help?" He asked, "And no telling anyone, Right?"

I nodded.

"Alright, and I promise to stay alive as long as you need me."

Ever since then, whenever he needed me, I was there to talk with him.

That is, until the argument…

"Your stop, Sir." The servant said as he stopped the car.

But this wasn't the park. It was the opposite side of town, at Yugi's house.

"I'm sorry, but I think you've made a mistake," I said to the servant. "I was supposed to go to the park."

"No, you weren't," he calmly replied, "Mr. Kaiba's orders were to bring you directly to Yugi's house, and to keep you there until I saw fit to bring you back to Kaiba Corporation."

I didn't know what Seto was up to, but at the time, I thought that it was his way of saying "I'm sorry" without actually having to say it. That was fine with me, because it also reassured me that he wasn't going to hurt himself.

I went into the house, where Joey, Yugi, and Tristan were watching TV.

"Yo, little Mokie," Joey said, "Your big brother say you could hang with us again?"

"Well," I said, "he sent me here."

"That's good," Yugi said, "I'm glad you can still be friends with us and your brother at the same time."

The TV suddenly switched to a news report.

-This just in…-

"Turn it off," Tristan said, "I can't stand any more bad news."

-Multi-billionaire…- *click*

Joey turned the TV turned off.

"No!" I pleaded, "turn it back on."

"Fine," Joey said, "but I don't know why you want to watch all this doom and gloom for…"

*click*

-has attempted suicide. Now more from Bakura Ryou, Who found Seto Kaiba on the brink of death in his mansion just minutes ago. "Bakura, how did you avoid security? They were kept on strict orders not to let anyone in or out."

'Well, my Yami WAS a tomb robber, and he owed me one… I mean, pure luck."

"Pure luck, Eh? Well then, how did you know that this multi billionaire was in trouble? Was there a scream, or something to alert you what was happening inside?"

'Well, as I was passing by, I heard a loud mental cry for Mokuba, so I thought I'd better check, and… I mean, Just a hunch.'

"Do you expect Mr. Kaiba will reward you for your good deed?"

'Heck no! I don't want the high priest's wrath on ME… I mean, I'd rather remain anonymous.'

"There you have it. Attempts have been made to contact Seto's brother and only living brother, Mokuba, but no news on where he is now. Now here's some live pictures of Seto being transported to the Domino City hospital…."

The whole time I was sitting there, stunned. This couldn't be happening. It was some kind of joke. I looked over to Joey, Yugi and Tristan . Any moment now, they were going to start laughing, saying it was a joke. It couldn't be real, but then, when I saw the pictures of Seto, I knew it had to be real.

I ran to the television, pounding on it with all my might.

"Seto! Seto! Please be okay! I'm sorry." Suddenly the glass shattered, leaving my hands soaked with blood. I ran outside and yelled with all my might SETO!

Suddenly I saw a jet come down from the sky. The pilot hopped out, dutifully informed me that he was taking to my brother, then shoved me in the back seat and blasted off.

My only thought, the whole time was, "How can I face him again? He almost died because of me."

He could DIE because of ME