Distant Brothers

Chapter 5: Delusional

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh.

"I just wish Kenji was actually waiting out here for me." The youth Mokuba whispered to himself as he looked around. Inside Mokuba he hoped Kenji would appear out of no where but he knew deep down that would never happen.

"Good afternoon mister Mokuba." The limo driver greets Mokuba as the little boy approached the sparkly un-scratched black limo. It was so clean and shiny; you could see your own reflection in it. With the help of the sunlight that is.

"I think I'll walk home." Spoke the black haired Kaiba to the driver that was working for him and his brother.

"You know, mister Mokuba, it is quite a long way from here to your mansion." Replied the driver in a kind manner.

"I don't care." Was all Mokuba could manage to say at that moment. He walked away from the limo with his head titled down. His emotions had started to arise again and he did not want the limo driver or any of the kids from his school to see him cry, which he was doing st that very moment.

"Why do I have such bad luck?" Mumbled Mokuba as he tried to make his tears go away. Crying alone where no one could hear or see him was okay, but crying in the public, in the daylight, was not okay to the lonely boy.

"Mokuba!" A voice called out.

As Mokuba heard his name called thoughts of Kenji entered in his mind.

'Kenji? Is…is calling me?' That and similar thoughts rushed through his head. It hurt his head greatly to feel all the sadness in him come together from thinking about his one true and only friend.

Then in front of him, he witnessed someone standing there. However, not anyone ordinary. It was Kenji.

Mokuba stopped walking and stared mindlessly at the figure. Just then the area went pitch black. Where Kenji stood was the only place that had light.

Was his mind playing tricks on him? Could Kenji really be in front of him? Or had Kaiba Mokuba finally gone insane.

"K-Kenji?" Choked out the shocked Kaiba. He rubbed his eyes then looked once more in front of him. He still saw Kenji.

'Am I...hallucinating?' The Kaiba questioned himself.

'No! He's here...He's here!' Sweat began to come down Mokuba's over here..." The deranged Mokuba held out his hand. He whole body was shaking. Shaking from fear. The fear that all that he was seeing could just be a sham. Just something his head decided to lie to him to make him feel even worse.

Kenji smiled at Mokuba. Just smiled and let out a laugh. Hearing him laugh made Mokuba feel warm inside. A feeling he hadn't felt in awhile. Yet, that feeling disappeared once the young long haired Kaiba saw what happened next.

His friend, the one who would take the time out of his day any time, turned his back to him. And what hurt Mokuba even more is he started to walk away.

"Wait…Kenji...!" The youth tried to run to him, but he couldn't move. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't. His body was shaking violently as he tried to continue to keep his hand held out, to welcome Kenji to him. Next his legs went numb. Because of that he fell to the ground and more sweat poured down.

"No! Don't go, Kenji!" Mokuba yelled as tears burst out. Seeing his friend walk away was as if watching him go to his death.

Finally the nicer of the two Kaiba's broke free of his frozen state and started to chase after his friend. He still held out his hand as he went to Kenji. Although, no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't catch up to Kenji. Was he too slow? Or was his friend to fast?

"No!" Tears didn't stop forming from Mokuba's eyes. He fell to the ground in defeat while he watched his friend leave him. He wanted to get out of it. The sight of his friend leaving him was something he did not want to see. It brought all his pain and sorrow to the brink of erupting. The thought of Kenji dead was making him go crazy.

The raven haired Mokuba closed his eyes and shook his head back and forth side ways with his hands holding on to each side of his head.

"No! No! No!" Still crying, he continued to yell. When he opened his eyes for a second he then realized where he was...on the sidewalk floor.

It turns out he was being delusional. But he continued to cry anyway.

"Mokuba!" The same voice as before called out again. This time the owner of the voice came in front of Mokuba.

"You dropped your student ID...Hey, what's up with you?" The classmate of Mokuba asked in concern.

Mokuba put a halt to his crazy state and stood up looking like a zombie. His eyes were emotionless and hollow. As if nothing was inside. Empty. His body and soul was empty. Full of nothing because he had nothing left. His hair was frizzy as well.

"Nothing." Said the sad and slightly mentally ill Mokuba. Frustrated at himself for going insane in front of people, he ran home. Never stopping or looking back.

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'I didn't get my ID back...oh well.' Thought Mokuba. It was only his school ID after all. He could get another one so he didn't care.

While entering in his mansion, Mokuba began to talk to himself in his mind again. At this point that would become a habit to do such a thing.

'When brother sees my test grade I'm going to get in big trouble...I don't know what he will do to me...Will he hit me? I'm so afraid...I don't know what to do...' He sniffed.

"I should have studied...Damn it all...Damn it all..."He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands into fists. That was the biggest mistake in his whole life. By choosing to mourn and sit lazily around instead of studying was something that was going to come back and bite Mokuba in the ass badly.

"Mister Mokuba?" One of the female maids came to him.

"Yes?" He responded.

"You received a letter. Here you go, sir." She handed him a unopened legal sized envelope/

"Thanks." Whispered Mokuba as the maid left him.

"I wonder who this is from?" He faced the back of the envelope while asking himself that question. Before opening it he turned it to the front to find out who it was from.

It was from Kenji's parents.

Mokuba let out a not-so-loud gasp. Within seconds his heart began to pound fast. It wasn't a very good feeling he was experiencing.

The only thing he was thinking of was should he...open it?

'It's now or never...'

He tore it open quickly without a second thought.

The younger Kaiba read the letter slowly. It was like everything was in slow motion. He couldn't believe what he was reading with his own eyes, the eyes that shed tears daily. In order to comprehend what the letter was saying he had to keep reading it over and over again. The contents in the letter made the youth's stomach hurt even more from the pain he had been having everyday.

His first question had been answered. He found out who it was from. Now, a new question had arisen from the letter. And he was the only one who could answer it.

It was an invitation to Kenji's funeral.

To Be Continued

I don't like how this chapter ended up and I'm sorry it was short….But it doesn't matter. I have no time to make it better.

Sorry it took so long to update! I'm working on chapter 6 so expect an update as sooner than the last time you had to wait!

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