Hello again everyone. Sorry it took me so long to update this. Things got in the way.
Something I should have said from the beginning. This story takes place in an Alternate Reality for the two boys. Sorry for the confusion.
This chapter is gonna be kinda depressing. You'll see why as you read. Well Enjoy this chapter and hopefully I'll update more often.
Someone opened the door and walked in. It was Mokuba and he forcefully smiled at Seto. "Hey big brother. How was your day?" His voice was filled with sorrow and Seto knew why.
"It could have been better. I spilled water on my laptop and got a nasty shock from it. I'm okay now though." He got up and went to hug his little brother. "I'm still here for you Mokuba." He felt odd not telling his brother the truth.
Not use ta keepin things from him? I know how ya feel. I could neva lie ta Serenity. He now found something, besides duel monsters, that he had in common with Seto. Neither of them could lie or keep things from their siblings.
"Thanks Joey. I know you both would be." He hugged Seto tightly. "I miss Seto though. Do you?" He looked at Seto waiting for a reply.
Seto sighed and didn't let go of Mokuba. "Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?" He rubbed Mokuba's head affectionately.
Mokuba sighed still looking at Seto. "Joey I know how you hate graveyards, but can we go and pay our respects to Seto?"
Seto nodded without another thought. He then turned his attention to Joey. You don't like graveyards?
Joey chuckled nervously. They kinda creep me out, but if Mokuba wants ta go den we'll go too. Joey wasn't going to let Seto know one of his greatest fears.
Seto nodded slightly hoping Mokuba didn't notice. "Okay Mokie go and get ready. We'll head out then." He said pushing his brother from the room.
"Alright Joey. I'll meet you downstairs." Mokuba than ran off to his room.
You don't like graveyards and I surely won't like seeing my own grave. This is going to be so much fun. Seto sighed heading back to his computer to save his work. He didn't sit when he did this.
Must ya always be sarcastic rich boy? It does get annoyin after awhile. Seto headed from the room and downstairs. He didn't reply to Joey as he waited for Mokuba. He pulled on a pair of sneakers that sat next to the door where his boots normally were. Dis is very strange. I know how uncomfortable ya must feel right now. Ya not da only one goin through dis though. I am too.
Yeah I know that. This reality is just really stressful because I don't exsist. He heard a slight chuckle from Joey. What's so funny Wheeler?
The fact dat ya say ya dun exsist. Ya do, even in dis reality. Ya exsist through dis life. Us in other words. So stop bein so negative 'bout dis. Joey tried to lighten his mood once more. This time it worked as Joey felt some worry lift from them. Joey felt better now that he finally got through to Seto.
Seto just rolled his eyes as he felt Joey's joy for getting him to understand. "Don't be so happy that you made me understand this. So just calm down." He whispered to Joey as Mokuba walked down the stairs to them. "Hey Mokie! You ready?"
Mokuba walked over to them and looked at Seto. He nodded not saying a word. Seto frowned at this and knelt next to Mokuba. "Seto wouldn't want you being upset because of him, would he?" He asked Mokuba with a warm smile.
Mokuba smiled back and shook his head. "No he wouldn't. Seto always wanted to see me happy. Even in death he'd want the best for me." Mokuba said making Seto's heart skip a beat. Seto knew this was true, he'd said it to him a few times actually.
We only have each other and I would never want anything bad to happen to Mokuba. I hate anybody that even thinks about hurting him. Seto thought about himself and they walked out of the house once Seto grabbed his keys. He was going to drive them to the graveyard. What's wrong Wheeler? You're starting to freak out.
Okay I'm really afraid of graves, zombies, tombs, anything close ta graveyards. They really freak me out. He couldn't believe he was actually going to a graveyard willingly. What had crossed his mind at the time to convince him to do this. Oh yeah Seto did.
Wheeler calm down! You're not making this easy for me either. You have to toughen up and remember we are doing this for Mokuba. Joey was trying to calm his nerves as Seto looked at Mokuba. "How was your day though Mokuba?"
"It was good Joey. This girl said I was cute. She's kind of cute too." Mokuba said with a smile. Seto was happy to see his brother so happy.
Seto smiled at his brother. Young love, something he never got the chance to experience. He sighed as they pulled up to the graveyard. He could almost laugh at Joey's absentmindedness. Joey must have read to many comics and watched to many horror movies for him to act this way. He just shook his head as he got out of the car. You're over reacting Wheeler. If anyone should be dreading this it's me.
Joey knew he was right, but he couldn't seem to let go off it though. If he was in control he would have looked nervous and jumped at every little sound. Yet Seto's unusual calmness seemed to help him stay calm. How odd things worked when you share a body with someone. We both are out here for Mokuba. We gotta keep tellin ourselves dat.
Mokuba noticed how unusually quiet he was being. "Joey is everything alright? You really didn't have to bring me here if you didn't want too." He sighed taking his brother's hand.
Seto looked down at Mokuba and smiled. "You know how graveyards make me. I'm just glad I'm not here alone." Seto played off Joey's feelings. That's when he noticed Mokuba had an umbrella with him. "Mokie what's with the umbrella?"
He smiled swinging it around. "It looked like it might rain. You should know it normally rains in a cemitary." Mokuba mused leading them to the right place.
They reached the plot where Seto's grave laid. Seto stared at it unable to think straight. Well here I am standing over my own dead body. He stuck his hands in his pockets as he stared at the Blue Eyes White Dragon that was etched into the stone.
Kaiba stop thinking dat way. It's really creepy. Ya almost making me believe dat I'm hearin dead people.
The rain started to pour as Mokuba started to say a few words. Seto tuned it all out, even the rain that was pouring on his head. Mokuba tried to offer the umbrella, but Seto just shook his head and continued to stare. He felt unimaginably distant from everything as if he really was dead.
Joey tried to reach him, but he felt so far away suddely. He could hardly tell what was going through Seto's mind at that point. He probably didn't want to know either. Besides they were probably dreadful and depressing anyways. He couldn't help but keep trying at pulling Seto back to reality. Kaiba dun do dis to yourself. We'll figure outta way ta fix dis. Ya shouldn't be beatin yourself up because they want ya ta think ya dead. He knew his words were only being ignored though.
The rain glued his blonde hair to his head and the darkness hid his face. The rain continued to pour on top of them. Seto only thought about his life and everything he has done up to this point. Was it all worth it? He knew he had changed things in the world, but did any of it mean anything if he was gone? Questions about who he turned into, how he raised his brother, his life if he had never became a Kaiba. He really needed to get away from everything, disappear for a short while to gather himself.
Mokuba looked at Joey and swore that he saw Seto standing there insteand. He believe it was only wishful thinking and the fact that they were twins. He didn't even want to think about what he would do if Joey was gone too. He pushed those thoughts out of his head.
Joey believed Seto might lose his mind if this were to continue any longer. Joey didn't like being depressed and he didn't want the people around him depressed either. He always thought of himself as a somewhat optimistic person. He suddenly felt his heartache deeply. What was Seto doing to them. Kaiba, cut dis out! Ya gonna kill us if ya keep thinkin like dis. Joey thought as loud as he could. He wanted Seto to know that this was bad for someone's health. His heart only stinged with more pain.
Seto kept rereading what was written on the stone. He kept picturing their mother. She was such a happy and caring person. Seto saw a lot of her in Mokuba. Then he imagined what she would think of him now. He doubted she would have like who he had become. It brought tears to his eyes. He had failed his loving mother. He still stared at his grave questioning himself. Was it to late to change? Could he change after forcing himself to become this way? Would it even be worth it? Was this the reason he was here now?
Mokuba looked up at his brother again and diffently saw Seto this time. His posture, cold look on his face, everything Joey was doing right then reminded Mokuba of Seto. "Seto?" was all that would come from his mouth. When Seto looked at him he saw blue eyes shining with doubt and confusion. They were Seto's eyes not Joey's normal hazelnut that always held love and affection in them.
"Mokuba..." Seto had failed his brother too. His brother only made Seto hate his life more. He had failed so many people, hating and loathing many more. He kneeled down and ran his hand over the cold wet stone. "How many people must I disappoint before I realize I am a cold hearted jerk?" He said in a low whisper so Mokuba didn't hear him.
Joey couldn't take the pain he kept feeling in his heart. If Seto was going to keep being so negative, Joey had to be even more positive. He had to get Seto to feel happy even if he had to use his own good memories to do it. Joet began to think back to Duelist Kingdom, where he won his first real match, where he beat US champion Bandit Keith, and getting the money for Serenity's surgery. He thought about all the great times he had with his friends, all the great jokes he's heard, and all the delicious food he has eaten. He tried to remember every good thing that has happened to him and force it on Seto.
Seto could feel a slight ease at the back of his mind. When he thought on the odd feeling his mind was flooded with random happy memories, none which beling to him. That's when he remember Joey. These memories must have belonged to him. Was he trying to him something? Seto didn't want to ask, so Seto did the only thing he could think of. He pushed himself aside and allowed Joey to take over again. He really didn't want to be bothered right now.
Joey blinked a few times at the sudden chill and rain that was only numb a moment ago. He quickly looked at Mokuba and realized he was the controling mind. He sighed deeply as he stood. He could still feel Seto's deep depression in his mind. Yet Joey knew that Seto knew he was still here by the sudden change in postion. Joey placed a hand on Mokuba's shoulder. "Come on kiddo, let's go home."
Okay that's the end of this chapter. I think it was longer then the others. Well it kinda needed to be.Hate it, loved it, need to be fixed? Whatever, post it in your reviews. Until next time bye bye.