Mokuba is gone. Well, technically he didn't go anywhere, technically I'm the one who is gone. Away on business, he hates it when I do this to him. But I don't have a choice, I need to leave sometimes and he has to be in school.
When Mokuba first came to this house, after we were first adopted, he wasn't allowed to have many toys. He had crayons, and a ball, and a series of board games. But only one stuffed animal. A small teddy bear that I now know belonged to Noah, it was old and beat up, but it was all he had, he called it Bouk.
I would see him carrying Bouk around all of the time, he took it everywhere, he would sneak it under his clothes so our stepfather could not see it. I swear… it was the smelliest piece of crap I had ever seen. No matter how many times you washed it, it always stunk. I really don't think he minded.
Eventually he stopped carrying it around, and Bouk sat on his bed, waiting for him to come to it. And it still dose. Except when I sneak into his room and take it. I always take it with me when I'm gone.
I can't have him with me… but I can have his smell, his favorite toy. I know, that he's probably lonely with both me and his Bouk gone. But he knows that I need it more than he dose… I need him, or a piece of him, with me… at all times.
Aww... How sweet is that?
Inside Seto Kaiba's head: .:shiver:. I dont even want to go there... scary scary place... But... ooo... I juat had an idea for a FanFic!