Riter: I feel so mean to Mokuba! But that's the way the story has to go... now, individual responses to reviewers: (whom I am thanking for reviewing...)
Chrisoriented: Dude, that song is so overplayed...
Ecea: For your information, I know both Hybrid Theory and Meteora inside and out. Well, mostly. Yeah, I know Numb would be a good song, but its so overused! Well, not really. Only like, ten fics with that song... Plus I didn't know how I'd work it in.
Ieyre: I can do to Mokuba whatever I want! Mwuhahaha! I'm not saying he's going to die...
GalWivAGunblade: Thanks for the muffins! As you know, I fired Rai last chapter, and he was too lazy to come steal the muffins. Which was good, but unfortunantely, I only got to eat one, because my pet dragon, Bobby, ate the rest. oh well. Anything for a happy dragon!
This might be the second to the last chapter. Proly is, actually, so if you want to sey something that drastically affects the story (wheter or not Mokie should die, Kaiba should die, etc.) Please review in!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.
/Yugi to Yami or vice versa/
Chapter Four
I walk into the hospital room. Mokuba is hooked up to oxygen, and all the other stuff that I can't name right now. I choke back a sob. "What..."
"He's gotten hypothermia. He was in the rain a little long." The nurse steers me to a chair that was placed next to the bed.
"Is he going to... live?" I ask. I couldn't bring myself to say the other word. Die.
"There is a... chance," the woman says delicately. She places a consoling hand on my arm. Then she leaves. I know Yami is standing in the doorway. He apparently doesn't want to interrupt me. Which is a good thing, I suppose.
I look down at my brother. Tears come to my eyes. I think I know what he meant.
Mokuba's eyelashes flutter for a moment. My heart lifts at that, but drops down again when I realize it's just a reflex. A tear falls from my eye. I guess I should talk, to ease my pain more than anything else.
"Mokuba... I know I haven't really been much of a brother lately. And I know that you're mad at me. But I just wanted to say..." I gulped. "I'm sorry."
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"I'm so sorry." Yami watched from the doorway as Kaiba picked up Mokuba's hand, warming it gently by rubbing his hands. Fresh tears fell from Kaiba's eyes. /Yami/ Yugi asked through the mindlink. /What's happening/ Yami wordlessly sent an image of what was in front of him to his aibou. /Oh.../
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I watch over my small brother. He seems especially fragile tonight, with his small pale face and oxygen mask, taking shallow breaths. IV tubes and other gadgets that kept him alive. There was only a slim chance he would live. A doctor walks in to check up on him. "Mr. Kaiba..." I move out of the way, but linger nearby to keep an eye on him. Mokuba...
I take my place next to my brother. His shallow breaths make me realize that there really is a slim chance of him living. That really, thousands of people over the world died of hyothermia; he was not the only one, and I was not the only family member left alone because of it. But it didn't comfort me any. I still felt so alone. So terribly alone. I blink more tears from my eyes. "Mokuba, don't leave me."
Your eyes crack open, Mokuba. They have consiousness. "Seto..." Your voice is weak, and I can barely hear it, because of that oxygen mask on your face.
"Mokuba!" My heart lifts. You're going to be alright!
"Seto," you say again, your voice weaker than before. "Seto, I'm sorry." My heart plunges again. You've flatlined.