Incomplete Part of Me

Well, first off like normal, thanks to everyone who reviewed. However I know that at least 49 people read the last chapter, and only two reviewed. Please leave me a comment, I'd like to know what you think, what you'd like to see happen, things you want me to change, anything.

Well, this is not the original chapter nine, but there are two reasons I did this filler chapter. I do have the original finished but because (reason number one) wouldn't allow me to update for some reason. Then (reason number two) my USB (jump drive) was having serious errors, and wouldn't open and that's where chapter nine is. I hope this short filler chapter will be okay until I have all problems sorted out.

Filler chapter: Seto thinks more about how difficult the funeral will be, and works more on his speech.


Matted brown hair covered blue eyes, confused, worried and lost blue eyes. His shaky hands scribbled down notes on the paper before him. The papers had neat and tidy typing on them but were accented with his messy notes everywhere. Scribbling out things and adding things to it. Frustration was setting in as he scribbled out almost every other word.

"Why can't I get it right?" He yelled loudly, his voice echoing in the nearly empty room. He pushed the paper away from him and stood up quickly knocking his chair down. "Damnit Mokuba….why…this isn't fair…" His voice was no more then a whisper as he leaned against the frame of the large window he was standing at.

Blue eyes were distant as they stared beyond the window, out to the sun that was slowly setting. Once it was set, the pawns would all be in place. Mokuba's funeral would be over; his body buried within the moist soils of the planet Earth where he would be forgotten and only a distant memory would remain. Memories were things of the past, things that will never happen again. Of course he knew that there was absolutely nothing he could do about it but just let Mokuba go.

"I have to let you go, don't I Mokuba?" Seto brushed his hair back, and brushed away the tears that were running down his face. 'Of course I do…I've already lost you, now I'm clinging onto a hope…a hope that I don't want to let go of my hope, it's the only thing keeping you with me…' A strong gush of wind blew past the windows blowing open. Seto let his eyes close as the wind pasted by his body. Memories of his brother flowing back into his mind.

'I get the point Mokuba…' He thought, sighing. He reached out taking a hold of the window doors. Slowly he closed them and locked them, tears again brimmed his eyes. "There…I closed the doors to my hope….I locked you out Mokuba…"

He moved and picked up the chair he had knocked down before. Sitting back down, he pulled the papers back towards him. Seto reached out picking up a pencil again, and began writing notes again.

'Heart and soul went into everything he did. His kindness knew no boundaries. He helped me through all the dark times in my life; he brought me back from the shadows that haunted me, and my life. He understood everything that I went through and helped me overcome things that I didn't think I would be able to. He had hope when no one else did, even when we were stuck in the orphanage for all those years, even when people tried to tare us apart. He was the strongest person I know, and without him I wouldn't be here today. Without that hope, that kindness, that love and that soul, I wouldn't be standing here today. Yet I'm left to wonder if he deserved to be standing here more then I do. It's my fault, I'm completely aware that he was hurt, and I want to use my life to remember his. To tell you the truth, honestly, I'm afraid of this, of burring my brother and letting our last ties, my last ties to him go but that is something I know that I have to do. I know wherever Mokuba is he understands and he wants all of us to be happy, never forget him, but be happy. Slowly I know that I will forget this tragedy but I will never, ever forget my brother, and I never plan on forgetting him.'

Seto read over his words, running his fingers over the paper. 'I might have given up my hope….but I am still afraid of tonight…'


Alright, I know this is short, but it's just a filler to buy time until tomorrow or Thursday when hopefully I'll be able to post the tenth chapter (previously the ninth). I'm sorry to everyone who was looking forward to the ninth chapter, I promise this time it will be up as soon as I can possibly fix the problem. Bear with me, as I correct this problem. Please read and review.