Chapter 4: Insecurity

The next morning while Seto was still working his alarm went off at the usual time, 6:00. He was a bit startled by it at first because he had completely forgotten that it was set. He turned it off, got dressed for the day, and went on working for awhile.

In Mokuba's room he was tossing and turning all over the place. His pillows were knocked off onto the floor and his blankets were thrown off of him. Instantly Mokuba woke up. He looked around to see that he was in his room. Mokuba looked at the clock and saw that his brother should be awake by now. He hurriedly ran off down the long hallway to his brother's room and burst through the door. Seto looked behind him and saw Mokuba standing there, crying. Seto walked over to him and hugged him tightly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I...I had.. a bad dream," Mokuba choked out between his sobs.

"What happened?" Seto asked.

Mokuba squeezed his brother tighter, not wanting to say what had happened.

"Come on, Mokuba," coaxed Seto. "You may feel better if you tell me."

Mokuba sighed, "Fine."

Seto picked him up and sat him on his bed and sat down beside him.

"In my dream I was hanging off the side of a cliff yelling for your help," Mokuba started. "Eventually you came and pulled me up. I...I hugged you tight and you...you..."

"I what?"

"You didn't hug me back," Mokuba cried. "And then you said that I always got in your way...and that...you didn't need me."

"Then what?"

"You...you looked at me like you look at Joey...like...like you completely hated me!" Mokuba grabbed a hold of his older brother. "And then, you took me and you threw me over the edge!"

Mokuba started to cry harder, and Seto hugged him tighter. He couldn't believe what he had heard. Not only was Seto having dreams that he killed Mokuba but Mokuba was having dreams like that too!

"Mokuba, you know I'd never do that to you," said Seto. "It was just a horrible nightmare and nothing more."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

The two Kaiba brothers sat there for awhile. Mokuba kept on crying and Seto kept comforting him the best that he could. He always felt like he didn't do a very good job at it.

"Mokuba, have you had anymore dreams like that?" Seto asked all the sudden.

Mokuba looked up at him, "No. That was the only one, and I hope the last one."

"Okay then," said Seto. "I was just checking."

Seto turned his gaze towards the window. It was still dark outside with a hint of the sun starting to come up. He sighed and looked back to his poor crying brother.

He was so confused about his life. He knew Mokuba wanted him to be who he used to be, but he felt like he couldn't be that Seto anymore. He wanted to try but was always afraid it wouldn't be the same to Mokuba and disappoint him. That was the last thing that Seto wanted. He couldn't help but feel guilty for most of the pain his brother felt. He did say no to him most of the time. Seto was snapped back to reality when his brother sighed heavily.

"What?" asked Seto sadly.

"Nothing," said Mokuba. "I was just wondering if I could get back to sleep in here. I promise I won't bother you while you're working."

"I don't care."

Mokuba gave his brother a weak smile and hopped over to the top of the bed, slid under the covers, and laid down. Mokuba fell right to sleep. Seto smiled and went to continue working.

"Soon I will be strong enough, and I will be able to come back with this young boy's unintentional help," said a weak raspy voice. It wasn't heard by anyone but itself, but that voice would soon bring chaos and destruction.

At the game shop, Yugi awakened suddenly. He felt uneasy and saw that Yami looked to feel the same way.

'Do you sense it too, Yugi?' asked Yami.

"Yeah," he answered. "But what is it?"

'A dark and powerful force.'

"A new enemy?"

'I'm not sure. All I know is that we should be on guard at all times. We need to be ready for whatever is coming our way, Yugi.'

Yugi nodded in agreement. The problem was how were they going to be ready when they didn't even know what kind of force they were up against! But Yami was right. Yugi wouldn't doubt Yami about something serious like this.

'You should go back to sleep, Yugi,' said Yami, breaking Yugi out of his thoughts. 'You'll need your rest.'

Yugi nodded and laid back down on his soft cushiony bed. He tried and tried but sleep never came to him. Usually that wasn't a problem, but he was too worried.

Back at the Kaiba mansion Seto had decided to go out to his balcony that overlooked their front yard. He leaned against the cold stone railing and watched the sun peak over the horizon. He was remembering all the good times he and his brother had before they were adopted.

'It seems there were more then than there are now,' Seto thought to himself.

There he was trying to throw guilt all over himself again, but he found it to be fitting. He helped to make his brother, his own flesh and blood, miserable, and he hated himself for it. Seto felt tears starting to sting his eyes. This happened often but they never fell. If he were the old Seto those tears might have fallen, but that just wasn't him anymore. He always watched Mokuba's tears fall and wanted to just make it all stop. But couldn't.

"I don't deserve anything in my life," he whispered to himself. "I deserve nothing."

Mokuba on the other hand felt the exact opposite. That he was the cause for everything in Seto's life and that he made Seto angry all the time. Mokuba didn't want to feel bad, but he also felt that he had no choice in the matter. Mokuba always cried when he thought about his brother's life, old and present. Everything was just so different now. He wanted it all to go back to normal.

That's what they both wanted. Everything to just be normal again.

Seto continued to stare at the sunrise. He did find it beautiful, but would never say it out loud. The way the golden aura started to light up the darkness. He felt his brother had an aura that could keep away the darkness, and he felt that he was destroying that aura. Seto looked on at the sunrise sadly.

'Yes, keep feeling this pain,' urged that voice. 'Keep pouring in the pain.'

He soon felt a chill and went back inside. He quietly closed the glass doors so Mokuba would remain asleep, and then went downstairs to make his coffee which he desperately needed by now. He needed to stay awake. Especially because he hadn't slept last night except for that half hour. Oh well. He'd pulled all-nighters before so why should this be any different? He silently drank his coffee and waited for what would happen that day.