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a place for hearts. part6

There were so many nights when I would watch him sleep. Restless nights that lasted days. The sun would be up, and the image would still be there, burning, much like the rays the day brought.

I would watch these long dark nights and remember during the longer bright days. And there he would sleep, and breathe, walk, and live. Unaware.

Unaware of the monstrous thoughts that filled my head, unknown to the sick desire that haunted my dreams.

All the times I reached out my hand, every time I touched his soft skin. Always while he dreamt.

The forbidden lust longed to be fulfilled.

"Seto?" he would call sometimes, and his voice always sent a chill down my spine- sleepy, hopeful, but mostly worried. Scared even, and why not?

Children believe in the strangest thoughts of monsters under the bed, in their closet, or even waiting outside of the window.

Mokuba's problem was that he was never afraid of the right monster. The clever monster in disguise. The one monster who knew that sometimes, the best place to hide- was in open-sight.

"It's just me, kiddo. Just making sure you're okay." I would say to comfort him.

This conspirator. This starved vampire luring in its prey.

"..... Can I sleep with you tonight?"

This beautiful angel asking to bed with me. This innocent child. This alluring tease.

There was always enough control. More work, any excuse to keep the temptation from becoming untamable.

But one day, there would be a yes.

The vampire would bring itself out of its human disguise and into the pale colored light of innocence. It would all come so close, too close. The vampire would reveal its fangs, just touching the soft, penetrable skin of the victim's neck.

"Seto?" the fear in his voice. The confusion that rattled it.

I found myself in a situation I promised I would never let happen to Mokuba. I found myself controlling it. And I saw Gonzoburra. I saw him, towering over me, only- he had my face. And I was Mokuba.

I never wanted it to be that way. I couldn't let it happen. I had to save Mokuba. I couldn't let him go through the same life I had seen. I couldn't take the chance of him turning out just like me.

I thought leaving would give him a chance.

I only wanted to prevent this from happening.

And now I'm counting...6, 7, 8, 9...

to be continued

......forgiveness please.