Distant Brothers
Chapter 4: Lost inside
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.
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It was early morning. Earlier than Mokuba usually awoke for school. Through the night the Kaiba barely slept. The thoughts of his dead friend stalked him all night, even in his dreams. It was saddening. Just thinking that his best friend, the one person he trusted, was dead felt like a sickness that never left, feeling more and more lifeless by the minute; like the walking dead.
"I didn't study..." Moaned Mokuba quietly to himself as he brushed his teeth.
His eyes looked empty. Such as something had taken away the insides of it and left it to be hollow as glass. Not only did his eyes look like a wreak, all of Mokuba looked bad. His once shinny smooth black hair looked frizzy and not brushed and his face was very dry from all the tears that had fell upon it. Anyone who saw him would feel their happiness drift away, his negative energy would over power other's positive energy without him even saying a word.
"Mister Mokuba." A voice called out to the Kaiba while knocking on the creamy white bathroom door. "It's time for breakfast. Hurry up or you'll have to slip it and go to school on an empty stomach."
"Oh...Okay..." Were the only words Mokuba could manage to speak out. He wasn't hungry. His stomach felt empty, but not from hunger, the feeling of missing something. It's like you've eaten, but you haven't eaten. Your stomach is empty, but its feeling is kinda like you are full. The emptiness takes up the space in the stomach. A feeling like that.
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"Here you go." A female maid sets down a plate full of food in front of the young Kaiba at the table.
What was he supposed to do? He couldn't just say he wasn't hungry and leave, which he was planning on saying he felt suddenly not hungry, but his older brother, Seto, was sitting at the table eating...And expecting him to eat as well.
But the youth decided to say the truth anyway.
"I'm...not hungry, brother...Can I....go to school?" Mokuba choked out. He couldn't speak well. It hurt to do so, and the fact he was afraid to talk to his brother.
"Eat anyway." Was all the elder Kaiba said.
Life seemed hopeless. Mokuba could never be himself again. He could never experience happiness again. He could never have a good relationship with his brother. He could never have a true friend again. He could never do anything right. He could never speak up for him self and speak his mind.
But for that moment, that changed.
"No." Mokuba replied in a emotion-less tone. What was he doing? He didn't know, but all the sadness in him had turned into anger.
"What? You dare to not listen to me?" Seto stopped eating, turned to face his brother at the table and glared at him.
"You heard me! I'm not hungry. You can't make me eat!" After responding to his brother's comment, the long haired Mokuba stood up and walked off to go to school.
One can only wonder if something bad would happen to Mokuba for doing that.
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'It's been twenty minutes already...And I still can't focus on my test...' The disappointed Mokuba sighed at himself for being a failure. How could he take the test? His best and only friend died? The only thing the Young Kaiba would do was stare at the classroom window, the window that would allow you to see the school's entrance, so you could see anyone who entered, enter in.
It was like Mokuba was waiting, waiting to see Kenji run up the front steps, panicking while running inside from the fear that he was late--like what Mokuba imagined while waited for him to come the day he died. Because Mokuba was so loyal to the one friend that cared about him, he would even stay in the same spot and position he was in for the rest of his life, just waiting and hoping that Kenji would show up and walk up the cement stairs...Mokuba would just wait in his seat, waiting for his friend to come and be there for him.
But that would never happen. No matter how much Mokuba wished. Pretending Kenji was alive would be nice, for the moment, but after leaving his imaginary word, where Kenji still existed, life would only be more painful.
Mokuba was dying inside. His brother practically rejected him when he became Gozaburo's successor. He had no where to go, to cry out, to be loved, to be cared for. The once some-what happy boy, was no longer happy at all. He was falling into darkness with no one to save him. No one to hold out their hand out to him, to call for him to return. He was lost inside is dark self. There was no strength in him to be strong anymore.
"I just...want to run away from all this...Just get away..." While bowing his head down, Mokuba whispered to himself as tears fell onto his test paper.
Time kept ticking away as Mokuba just sat there thinking to himself. He knew he was going to fail the test, fail school and become a failure in life.
'I have no friends left...What am I going to do..?' Mokuba began thinking in his head.
'...I guess I have to be my friend now...I've got no one left...' He thought some more. All his crying, thinking and stress was starting to give him a headache, but what could he do?
'Hi...Mokuba....I am sad...What do I do?' Had he become so depressed that he was going to talk to himself? By looking at what had happened to him, you better believe it.
'Sorry to hear that you are sad...Do you want to be my friend?' Mokuba replied to himself. The lonely youth did not know whether he was insane and actually believed he was his own friend or that he knew it was all a lie. Though he decided not to think about that. Not now, not ever.
'Yes...I do...' He couldn't finish his sentence in his head. After most of the tears had dried up, more tears came out. It felt like he was choking on something from all the pain inside him. Then one word came into his mind; Suicide.
'No' Mokuba automatically thought into his head.
'I can't believe I would think of such a thing...Even if it will take my pain away...Something inside me doesn't want me to throw my life away...Like it thinks someone is waiting for me, who actually cares for me so I shouldn't give up my life...' At the thought of someone actually waiting for him made the Kaiba get mad.
'All lies!' He spat out in his head.
'No one is waiting for me....And I know it.'
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"Time to turn in the tests, students. After you turn them in, you can go home since it's time to go!" Speaks the teacher as she stands in front of her desk. She looked so happy, as usual. That was not like her. Whenever something horrible happened she wouldn't act happy. Kenji's death should have made her hurt inside badly, but not as bad as Mokuba obviously. Some how Mokuba could sense that she was hiding her sadness, so that way she wouldn't get fired.
"Crap..." Mumbles Mokuba as he stands up and quickly hands his empty paper with the other kids giving them to the teacher.
Right after Mokuba collected his things from his locker and exited his school one dreadful thought entered in his mind;
His brother was going to kill him for failing.
"Forget him...I'll worry about it when the time comes..." He was angry. Angry at himself. Angry that Kenji had died...Such as blaming himself for his friend's death. Too bad he couldn't open his eyes and see that it wasn't his fault, that it was just a accident...A horrible accident.
To Be Continued
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I updated some fics and posted new ones. All of you who are reading this...Go read my other fics! And don't forget to review them :)
Read and review please!!
Chapter 4: Lost inside
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.
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It was early morning. Earlier than Mokuba usually awoke for school. Through the night the Kaiba barely slept. The thoughts of his dead friend stalked him all night, even in his dreams. It was saddening. Just thinking that his best friend, the one person he trusted, was dead felt like a sickness that never left, feeling more and more lifeless by the minute; like the walking dead.
"I didn't study..." Moaned Mokuba quietly to himself as he brushed his teeth.
His eyes looked empty. Such as something had taken away the insides of it and left it to be hollow as glass. Not only did his eyes look like a wreak, all of Mokuba looked bad. His once shinny smooth black hair looked frizzy and not brushed and his face was very dry from all the tears that had fell upon it. Anyone who saw him would feel their happiness drift away, his negative energy would over power other's positive energy without him even saying a word.
"Mister Mokuba." A voice called out to the Kaiba while knocking on the creamy white bathroom door. "It's time for breakfast. Hurry up or you'll have to slip it and go to school on an empty stomach."
"Oh...Okay..." Were the only words Mokuba could manage to speak out. He wasn't hungry. His stomach felt empty, but not from hunger, the feeling of missing something. It's like you've eaten, but you haven't eaten. Your stomach is empty, but its feeling is kinda like you are full. The emptiness takes up the space in the stomach. A feeling like that.
-
"Here you go." A female maid sets down a plate full of food in front of the young Kaiba at the table.
What was he supposed to do? He couldn't just say he wasn't hungry and leave, which he was planning on saying he felt suddenly not hungry, but his older brother, Seto, was sitting at the table eating...And expecting him to eat as well.
But the youth decided to say the truth anyway.
"I'm...not hungry, brother...Can I....go to school?" Mokuba choked out. He couldn't speak well. It hurt to do so, and the fact he was afraid to talk to his brother.
"Eat anyway." Was all the elder Kaiba said.
Life seemed hopeless. Mokuba could never be himself again. He could never experience happiness again. He could never have a good relationship with his brother. He could never have a true friend again. He could never do anything right. He could never speak up for him self and speak his mind.
But for that moment, that changed.
"No." Mokuba replied in a emotion-less tone. What was he doing? He didn't know, but all the sadness in him had turned into anger.
"What? You dare to not listen to me?" Seto stopped eating, turned to face his brother at the table and glared at him.
"You heard me! I'm not hungry. You can't make me eat!" After responding to his brother's comment, the long haired Mokuba stood up and walked off to go to school.
One can only wonder if something bad would happen to Mokuba for doing that.
-
'It's been twenty minutes already...And I still can't focus on my test...' The disappointed Mokuba sighed at himself for being a failure. How could he take the test? His best and only friend died? The only thing the Young Kaiba would do was stare at the classroom window, the window that would allow you to see the school's entrance, so you could see anyone who entered, enter in.
It was like Mokuba was waiting, waiting to see Kenji run up the front steps, panicking while running inside from the fear that he was late--like what Mokuba imagined while waited for him to come the day he died. Because Mokuba was so loyal to the one friend that cared about him, he would even stay in the same spot and position he was in for the rest of his life, just waiting and hoping that Kenji would show up and walk up the cement stairs...Mokuba would just wait in his seat, waiting for his friend to come and be there for him.
But that would never happen. No matter how much Mokuba wished. Pretending Kenji was alive would be nice, for the moment, but after leaving his imaginary word, where Kenji still existed, life would only be more painful.
Mokuba was dying inside. His brother practically rejected him when he became Gozaburo's successor. He had no where to go, to cry out, to be loved, to be cared for. The once some-what happy boy, was no longer happy at all. He was falling into darkness with no one to save him. No one to hold out their hand out to him, to call for him to return. He was lost inside is dark self. There was no strength in him to be strong anymore.
"I just...want to run away from all this...Just get away..." While bowing his head down, Mokuba whispered to himself as tears fell onto his test paper.
Time kept ticking away as Mokuba just sat there thinking to himself. He knew he was going to fail the test, fail school and become a failure in life.
'I have no friends left...What am I going to do..?' Mokuba began thinking in his head.
'...I guess I have to be my friend now...I've got no one left...' He thought some more. All his crying, thinking and stress was starting to give him a headache, but what could he do?
'Hi...Mokuba....I am sad...What do I do?' Had he become so depressed that he was going to talk to himself? By looking at what had happened to him, you better believe it.
'Sorry to hear that you are sad...Do you want to be my friend?' Mokuba replied to himself. The lonely youth did not know whether he was insane and actually believed he was his own friend or that he knew it was all a lie. Though he decided not to think about that. Not now, not ever.
'Yes...I do...' He couldn't finish his sentence in his head. After most of the tears had dried up, more tears came out. It felt like he was choking on something from all the pain inside him. Then one word came into his mind; Suicide.
'No' Mokuba automatically thought into his head.
'I can't believe I would think of such a thing...Even if it will take my pain away...Something inside me doesn't want me to throw my life away...Like it thinks someone is waiting for me, who actually cares for me so I shouldn't give up my life...' At the thought of someone actually waiting for him made the Kaiba get mad.
'All lies!' He spat out in his head.
'No one is waiting for me....And I know it.'
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"Time to turn in the tests, students. After you turn them in, you can go home since it's time to go!" Speaks the teacher as she stands in front of her desk. She looked so happy, as usual. That was not like her. Whenever something horrible happened she wouldn't act happy. Kenji's death should have made her hurt inside badly, but not as bad as Mokuba obviously. Some how Mokuba could sense that she was hiding her sadness, so that way she wouldn't get fired.
"Crap..." Mumbles Mokuba as he stands up and quickly hands his empty paper with the other kids giving them to the teacher.
Right after Mokuba collected his things from his locker and exited his school one dreadful thought entered in his mind;
His brother was going to kill him for failing.
"Forget him...I'll worry about it when the time comes..." He was angry. Angry at himself. Angry that Kenji had died...Such as blaming himself for his friend's death. Too bad he couldn't open his eyes and see that it wasn't his fault, that it was just a accident...A horrible accident.
To Be Continued
-
I updated some fics and posted new ones. All of you who are reading this...Go read my other fics! And don't forget to review them :)
Read and review please!!