Mokuba looked at the game set up on the floor and then at the empty doorway. Knowing that Seto was probably already busy at work again he slipped on his shoes and walked into the hallway quietly. He tiptoed up to his brother's door and cracked it a little to look in, surprised at not finding him at his desk. He pushed the door open all the way and looked around.
"Seto?" he said worriedly. Then he heard a crash and his eyes shot to the direction it was in.
"Get the hell off my property. And this time don't come back," he heard Seto say. Shortly after he saw Maxwell scrambling out the front door. He winced and rushed back to his room as he heard Seto making his way back toward the stairs. He quickly shut his light out and crawled into bed, not even bothering to take his shoes off again. ' Poor Maxwell, I wonder what he did? I wonder if he did anything would be a better question...' Listening to Seto's feet on the stairs and then in the hallway, he tensed and snapped his eyes shut to fake sleeping, but halfway to his room they stopped and turned around, going back down. Mokuba opened his eyes and slid his feet to the floor, leaning forward as if he could see his brother through the walls. ' Now what's he doing?' He waited a few minutes. A door opened downstairs and shortly the house seemed to go completely quiet. Mokuba took a deep breath.
"Okay... It's now or never," he said to himself. He inched his way back out into the hallway and down the stairs, watching carefully for any sign of his older brother. From the bottom of the stairs he could see into most of the main rooms but Seto was clearly not in any of them. He stepped into the hallway cautiously. Somewhere in the living room a clock chimed announcing twelve o'clock and Mokuba jumped and tried to run back up the stairs but tripped and fell into them instead. He panted heavily, the shock starting to wear down, and pulled himself upright, checking all the rooms again anxiously. As the clock continued to count the hours he bolted down the hall and slipped out the front door, sending out one more quick survey and closing it behind him as quietly as he could. Once outside, he started to run away from the house as fast as he could.
Seto thought he heard the front door open behind the sound of the clock and looked up.
"I thought I told you not to come back!" he yelled angrily as he walked to the doorway. But the hallway was empty, the front door securely shut. He looked around at the other rooms but they were all just as empty. The clock finally stopped and after a few minutes of complete silence he shrugged and went back into the room. ' I'm probably just making it up,' he convinced himself, not wanting to waste his time thinking about it. He sighed and looked at the glass coffin at the center of the room. He'd promised himself that he'd get rid of it the moment that the play had ended but things happen and others things don't get done. He walked over to it and leaned on the edge, looking down at the inside of it. His eyes slipped shut.
"I love you more then anything in the world. You are my most cherished one," Kaiba's line from Snow White seeped into his mind. Those few seconds of time, the anticipation of not knowing what to expect in return, feeling so vulnerable without having any explanation at all, had been the most terrifying few seconds of his entire life. And he'd run away, giving in to the fear. And now...
"What about now?" Kaiba said suddenly. He opened his eyes and moved away from the coffin. ' I'm not running away because there isn't anything to run away from.' He went out into the hallway and grabbed a sword from the side wall, where it was on display. "I'm putting an end to this right now."