AURGH! I'm really getting annoyed at Quickedit and it's not recognising some of the characters that I use! - If anyone else is having these problems, let me know. As mentioned in the previous chapter, I'll be replacing some of my usual formating. Oh well...
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Memories of the Shadows
A Yu-gi-oh fanfic
Disclamer- I do not own Yu-gi-oh and most of the other things in this fic.
/Hikari to Yami/
#Yami to Hikari# (Changed because of formating difficulties)
{Thoughts}
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Chapter 6- Sorrow
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Mokuba quietly opened the door to his house. He had a quick look around. His brother was nowhere in sight. He slowly walked in, his shoes on his hands. He was a few hours late from coming home from school, and punctuality was something Kaiba practiced most often. Mokuba tried to stay silent, hoping he could creep into his room and say he was in there, doing homework. He paused, and listened. Silence, something unusual in the Kaiba household.
'Strange, I thought that Seto would have been home by now....' He said quietly, before he started climbing the stairs. About halfway up he heard a noise. He froze instinctively, hoping it wasn't his brother. After a few seconds of doing nothing, he decided that the noise wasn't Kaiba approaching. He let out a relieved sigh and continued up the stairs. He placed his bag and his other things in his room, then he decided to investigate what the source of the mysterious noise was. He decided after a while, that it wasn't coming from upstairs. He moved down, listening carefully. He turned into the living room.
'TV isn't on....' He muttered. He moved onward, the strange noise becoming louder, twisting itself into something almost familiar.... Then, he saw something that would haunt him for the rest of his days.
Huddled in the corner of a small, spare room sat Kaiba. He was curled in the fetal position, his eyes red and tormented, murmuring something intelligible.
'Seto! What's wrong?!' Mokuba rushed over to his brother, not knowing what to exactly do. Kaiba just sat there, looking through Mokuba, speaking softly to himself. Mokuba bit his lip nervously. In truth, he was afraid. His brother was the only person he had ever been able to look up to, and to see him like this.....
'Shadows creep upon me, tormenting with their memories....' Kaiba spoke, barely audible. Mokuba looked at him worriedly.
I warned him. You cannot say that I did not warn him.
Mokuba looked around. He thought he had heard someone, but it must have been his imagination. He looked at his tormented brother, wondering what to do. Eventually, he moved out the room. He returned a few minutes later, and placed a blanket around Kaiba's shoulders and he forced a mug of warmed milk into his hands. He remembered briefly that this is what his brother used to do to him during his long depression during their stay at the orphanage. It was strange to see the tables turn so suddenly.
'Warmth?' Kaiba asked, almost pitifully. His haunted eyes focused on Mokuba for a moment, then they stared back into nothingness again. After a few minutes of nothing, Kaiba took a slow sip from the lukewarm milk. Mokuba sighed, It wasn't much, but at least it was something. Kaiba shivered, muttered something and shrunk back a bit.
'What can I do?' Mokuba asked to no-one in particular.
Take him to his room or some other warm spot. Keep him fed on mostly liquid substances, and after a week or two he will almost be his normal self.
Mokuba jumped, and looked around.
'Hello?'
Do not worry about who I am. I will reveal myself in time. Make sure Kaiba stays alive, I cannot do this task if my one ticket out of here is dead.
'But.... What happened to him?' He tried to locate the voice, but it seemed to come from his own head.
Do not worry about the details! Just make sure Kaiba lives.
Mokuba winced. Whoever this was, he had the same commanding tone as his brother. He wondered, briefly, how he was going to get his brother up.
'C'mon Seto, you can't stay here all day...' Mokuba said, whilst trying to lift him up by the arm. After a while, Kaiba did sand up, but he spilt some of the milk. Mokuba steered him in the direction of Kaiba's room, where he opened the covers on the bed and tried to get Kaiba in. However, Kaiba just went over to a corner and huddled up again. Mokuba sighed in defeat.
He will be fine there.
'Are you sure?' He asked the mysterious voice. No answer. Mokuba turned to face his brother again; he was shivering. Mokuba placed the blanket around his shoulders once again, then he left the room. More problems sprung up in Mokuba's mind. What was going to happen to Kaiba Corp with Kaiba sick? What caused his brother to become like this in the first place? What if they ran out of food? He had no money. And who was the voice that kept talking to him?
Kaiba Corp can manage itself for a few weeks, and there is some emergency money in the top draw of the Computer desk. As for who I am, and why your brother is ill..... Let's just say that I am a friend, and Kaiba is too stubborn for his own good.
Mokuba was confused by this, but he did look in the top draw of the computer desk. He found an envelope with "Emergency only" written on it. He figured that this classified as an emergency and he opened the envelope to find just over $500 ((Or it's Yen equivalent.....)) in it.
'Seto always did plan for the worst...' Said Mokuba, a sad smile on his face. He tried to look on the bright side of things, but he could not help but worry about what was going to happen.
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/I don't like this./ Yugi commented, his breath coming out is small clouds.
#Neither do I, but we don't have much choice.# Yami spoke to him. Yugi groaned and placed his hands deeper into his pockets. First, this early snowfall, and now Yami was thinking that Kaiba was the source of the unusual magic.
/But resorting to snooping?/
# I have felt strong magic for the past week, and Kaiba has been missing for the same amount of time. It may just be a coincidence, but I want to make sure.#
/But this is Kaiba, Yami. He shuns anything to do with Magic or destiny./
#Yes, but he is the reincarnation of the Priest Seto, don't forget. And he did believe in Magic, and was damned good at it too.#
Yugi admitted that Yami had a point, before finding himself at the Kaiba Mansion. He walked up and knocked on the door. After a moment of silence, the door gingerly cracked open and Mokuba peered out.
'Hello?' The younger Kaiba brother asked.
'Hi Mokuba,' Yugi replied. 'Is Kaiba around?'
There was a pause, Mokuba's gaze flickered from place to place. 'Um.... Seto isn't feeling well...'
#He's hiding something.#Yami told his Aibou.
'What's wrong with him?' Yugi pressed.
'Y'know...... It's that cold that's been going around.' Mokuba lied.
'Well, I've got his homework from class, mind if I come in?'
'No!' Mokuba said suddenly. 'I...... Wouldn't want you to catch it too.'
'Oh... OK then,' Yugi opened his schoolbag and grabbed the work that was assigned for the week, then handed it to Mokuba who thanked him and closed the door.
#I'm not convinced. I want to see if Kaiba really is sick.#
/Can't you just be satisfied with Mokuba's word?/
#Not when I know that something is going on.#
/...... Fine then/ Yugi mentally sighed. /But you're taking over for this./
Yami agreed, then took control. He sneaked over to the side of the mansion. Then, using a creeper vine hanging on the wall, he climbed up to the window. With as much stealth as he could muster, he looked into the window.
'Here you go Seto.' He saw Mokuba walk up to Kaiba, with what appeared to be soup in a cup. Kaiba was huddled in a corner, and the cup had to be forced into his hands. Even from this distance, Yami could see the haunted, almost blank expression on his face. For a while, Kaiba did nothing, then he slowly looked at the cup of soup in his hands. His eyes widened, then he yelped in a mixture of surprise and fear. Kaiba then threw the cup away from him, clutching his head, yelling for the shadows to stop. Mokuba just looked sad, then he went to clean p the shards of the broken cup.
Yami was distressed at this. To see the mighty Seto Kaiba in such a fragile state... He slowly climbed down from the vine, and started walking home.
#Well that rules Kaiba out of this. There is no way that he could cast magic in his state.#
/That also explains why Mokuba was so secretive, he didn't want us to find out about.... This./
#Then it's back to the start. Once again, we have no clue who and where this mystery magic user is.#
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The Millennium Rod pulsed once again with magic. High Priest Seto waited as the Item located the remaining Millennium Items. The Puzzle was with Yugi, as he had already known, but the Pharaoh reincarnate also had the Tauk. Bakura had both the Ring and the Eye, and the Rod was here. However, he had no idea where the Scales or the Ankh was. He pressed the search, expanding it beyond the borders of Domino. Still nothing. But in the end, the Millennium Items were not important to what he had planned. What was important was his other's cooperation in this matter. He could wait a few weeks for Kaiba to recover, time was not important. He had waited over 5 millennia for his revenge, he could wait a week or two.
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'Aww, isn't he cute?'
'I summon the Blue Eyes White Dragon!'
'51 is the magic number.'
'I have taken the most precious thing from you Seto,'
'We'll get out of here someday...'
'You cannot deny your past.'
'Am I not you? Or rather, are you not me?'
'Your studies are more important then measly games!'
'We must stop the appearance of a second Bakura.'
'Seto, what's wrong?'
'I shall not lose!'
'Girl with the white dragon....'
'Happy birthday Kiddo!'
'You have slept long enough, time for you to awaken!
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Bet that freaked you out. Once again, sorry about the change in my usual formating
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