Virus:-: Niisama


Summary: Having not seen his brother leave his bedroom in days Mokuba goes to see what could possible be the problem. What he sees is not exactly what he had expected ... Mokuba POV for the first chapter.


Yu-Gi-Oh is the intellectual property of Kazuki Takahashi, and is being used in this fan fiction for fan purposes only. All situations, opinions and characters not belonging to Kazuki Takahashi are the intellectual property of Shadow Stalker Me.


"Something was wrong with Seto," I said to myself as I sat hunched against his door staring down at the pattern in the hall carpet. "He never locks his door … or locks it when he knows I wanna come in." I glanced up at the gold plated letters that sat on either of the doors. SK. I sighed and stood. Seto had been in his room for days, it seemed like weeks since I saw my brother, maybe he wasn't even in his room. I had to do something about it.

I walked down the long hall towards my own room, which was still cluttered. I guess the maids hadn't yet had a chance to clean up. I hurried over to my dresser and leaned against the side, slowly but surely I was able to move it out of the way revealing a small ventilation grate. Stooping down I removed the grate and climbed into the shaft. I crawled through what seemed like endless shaft finally reaching the grate that led to Seto's room. I can't hear anything, but maybe that's because he's was sleeping... I edged closer to the grate and stopped peering through the shades.

There he was, my brother, standing in the center of the large room staring out the window, which by the way had the curtain pulled over it … so I wasn't sure what the hell he was doing. Unless of course he had somehow gotten x-ray vision and was looking through the curtains. I lay in the shaft watching him, waiting for him to do ANYTHING. But he didn't. Didn't move, didn't anything.

I slowly slipped my hands through the shades of the grate and pushed it out; as it fell into my hands I pulled it inside the shaft and set it beside me. "Niisama …" I whispered towards my brother. He hadn't even glanced towards the grate at hearing my voice … Maybe he hadn't heard me. Yeah that must be it. Seto wouldn't ignore me … would he

I jumped from the shaft, "Nissama?" I said a bit louder. I mean I was only standing a few feet from Seto, he must have surely heard me. Nothing. I walked up behind him and gazed in the direction he was staring, nothing unusual. The sun seemed bright, trying to get through the curtains that were blocking it out. The room was in perfect order, nothing seemed out of place, aside from Seto's desk which had a few papers scattered across it.

I walked around Seto and looked up at him, "Seto … ?" He continued to just stand there, I reached out and grabbed a piece of his trench coat, I tugged on it gently, "Nissama, stop it …" I said. "…you're scaring me" I heard my voice crack somewhat; I looked back up at Seto to see if he was at least looking down at me. No.

I stared up at him, I guess I hadn't noticed this before but his eyes were foggy, a white glaze seemed to be covering them, and his face was pale, a chalky white color. I reached out and grabbed his hand, it was so cold. Like ice almost. "Niisama stop it." I tugged on his arm, I could feel the warm tears running down my face, "Niisama please."

I watched as Seto's legs began trembling and he slowly sunk to the floor, he leaned up against me, I was the only thing supporting him or he'd have fallen to the floor. He probably hasn't eaten or slept in days. He feels so … weak. I stood a moment longer feeling the dead weight of my brother, before I dragged him towards the bed. With some effort I eventually was able to lay him down upon the bed.

Wiping the tears from my face I waved my hand in front of his eyes, he didn't even blink. Odd … people are supposed to blink. Unless he was sleeping with his eyes open, that'd just be weird though. I took his wrist, pressing my index and middle finger to it, I did feel a pulse. I didn't even want to think about what I'd do it I hadn't.

I pulled his arm closely against my chest and I lay beside him, almost curling around his cold arm. "Niisama please wake up … I-I need you. Niisama …" Again, tears ran down my face, I held them shut and pressed my head into my brother's side. He's going to be alright. Everything will be alright. Soon I told myself.


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