I apologize. I had a terrible time with writer's block and my schedule kept getting busier and busier. Gomen Nasi. If you take note, I also changed my penname, sorry for the inconvenience.

Chapter 14
Five Dayz: Desire

That voice . . . I know that voice! There's no mistaking that it's . . . I'ts . . . Mokuba's mind raced, I-I can't remember. That's when it stopped. The pain stopped. The voice stopped. His mind stopped. For a split second in time Mokuba couldn't hear or feel anything. It was like he was a robot—being told what to do. His body stood. Upright, he looked from Seto to Serenity. He couldn't control his actions as he watched both of them. Sakura stood in front of him waiting for him to do something. He was, and yet, he wasn't. It wasn't him. It was . . . It was . . .

Serenity's mouth moved. But Mokuba couldn't hear anything. Not a sound. Everything was mute as he tried to make out the words on the woman's lips. Not even the drop from a pin in the background could be heard as Seto spoke back. They were speaking to each other like he, Mokuba, wasn't there. It didn't really alert him until Sakura started backing up from him like he was a deranged monster. Maybe he was. With all that was happening, he would be scared of himself too. It was starting to freak him out as Sakura took step by s-l-o-w step away from him. He tried to speak out, instead he still found it didn't want to work for him. Instead of using his mouth he tried to raise his hand. He waved it in front of his body to tell Sakura to stop. She was about to run into the wall not too far behind her. Mokuba started to shake his head back and fourth in a no as he tried to warn her. But no sound was coming form his lips while the motions he was doing with his arms seemed to be useless along side it.

Finally everything stopped.

Not literally of course.

Finally Mokuba cried out, "Stop Sakura!" Her feet paused where they were as she stood in shock. Her hands covered her chest in fear as she turned towards Serenity and ran towards her at full speed. Hiding behind her mother, she dug her head into her back as silent tears made themselves known onto Serenity's shirt. Freezing where he was, Mokuba looked down at the ground in disgrace. A few seconds ago, he had no control over himself. He felt ashamed. A failure. Deluded. Completely and utterly sullied. What was the matter with him? His older brother never let anything take control when he was the head CEO.

His mind was clouded. How could this happen? What was there to prove? What was happening to him? Was he becoming something like his brother? A robot? Harsh. As long as he lived, Mokuba can't hide the truth that he might become more and more like his brother. Was this a sign to turn back now?

So many questions.

With no answers.

Standing still, Mokuba stared at the ground as Seto spoke to him, "For the last time, are you ok?" He was harsh like he almost had hatred for his brother. And yet, he stood still and quietly watched as Mokuba ravaged away in pain and agony on the floor just a few moments ago. Seto didn't do a thing when he was in pain! Seto. It was all Seto's fault. For a moment, Mokuba didn't know what to say. Should he say yes? That would be a lie. He wasn't fine. He was seeing things. Hearing things. Feeling things. All of it didn't make any sense and here he was about to answer to Seto's question. He couldn't straight out say no. That would be inconvenient. Although a yes was stretching the truth.

Finally, Mokuba spoke in a low voice, "I need to think. I'll be in my study." Without any a due, he spun on his heel and left the room.

Mokuba walked down the hall. A little dizzy from the earlier events. He couldn't let that get a hold of him. No. He can't let anything get control of him in this state. He needed to be alert. High alert and ready for anything that comes his way.

Dear lord, he was becoming more and more like Seto everyday. Hopefully he won't turn into his stepfather. Mokuba physically shuddered hurriedly took stride by stride towards his study. Up the stairs and two in-a-half minutes later, he was sitting at an extraordinary long polished wooden table and a room lined with hundreds of books. With his elbows on the surface and his head in his hands, Mokuba silently thought of what was to come. Yet in the back of his mind (it was so clouded) he couldn't possibly think straight. He sat thinking; even the thought of trying to think clearer came to his mind.

It wasn't long before his hands slowly began to descend upon the table. And his head hit the surface with a dull, thump.

This time, it wasn't passing out that completely overtook the young CEO, but sleep.

Seto stared at Serenity. Serenity stared at Seto. Sakura looked back and forth between the two, completely and utterly confused. She had no idea what was happening, and frankly, neither did Seto or Serenity. It was a confused triangle. They all looked back and for the between each other. Serenity finally sucked in a big enough breath and let it out slowly. She ambled her way over to the couch and slumped down in it. Her mind was racing and yet, all she wanted to do was sit down and sleep. She was accused of killing her husband and then shoved out the door by him, ran from the cops, and still ended up in the same place she was band from; Serenity believed she earned herself a good nap.

The red head felt a tug on her sleeve, "mom…you can't."

After rubbing her eyelids for a short second, Serenity popped open an eye after taking her hand away, "Can't what sweetie?"

"You can't stop. We have to help him." Sakura nodded off towards the standing Kaiba off to the side. His teeth clenched and unclenched a few times before his own eyes caught Serenity's in a locking stare. He looked desperate.

"You are right." Serenity immediately got up again. She stood and stared at Seto before looking away and taking Sakura's hand. "Sakura, leave this to me and Mokuba, but first we need you to go to bed. It's past your bedtime." Way, past your own bedtime too Serenity, her mind issued. Sakura bit her lip as she took hold of her mother's hand. It wasn't long before Serenity was pulling her daughter out of the room and into the hall towards her bedroom. Seto followed not too far behind.

Serenity brought the covers up to Sakura's neck and softly kissed her forehead and cheek. "Sleep well Sakura." Sakura nodded towards her mother as her eyes drifted to Seto who stood by the doorframe. Serenity completely stood up and walked towards the bedroom door leaving the little girl to fall asleep. Serenity caught Kaiba's sleeve and pulled him out of the bedroom as she turned out the light. Softly shutting the door she turned towards Kaiba.

"How much time do we have left?"

"Two and a half days."

Serenity's eyes dulled. She breathed out slowly as if to say something in regard; but nothing left her lips. She became as quiet as the wind blowing softly to say something; but so soft the voice, no one can hear it. Her head bobbed to her chest as she felt useless like an empty pitcher sitting underneath the sink. What was she to do? The time had gone by so fast it was like it hadn't even been two days.

Serenity felt a hand on her chin. Cold fingers brought her eyes to look at Kaiba in the face. "Serenity…"

Seto slowly breathed as if he'll never say that name on his tongue or in his lips again. "I can wait." His hand which held her chin dropped to his side. "I can wait as long as it takes for you to find who did this to me. But no matter what happens….you have to know I don't care."

His eyes were immensely intense. They could have bore a hole through the wall if they wanted too. But the blue in them steamed of warm water, melting the iceberg of what used to be his heart.

The young lady's heart skipped a beat. Seto had never looked at her this way. Why was he looking at her like that? It made chills run up and down her back. But no matter how much she wanted to be slightly bothered, she couldn't be. His eyes might have been the passageway to his heart, but his body was the strength for his mind. As Serenity was staring into Seto's eyes she didn't notice that Seto had taken a deliberate step forward. He was advancing slowly. Serenity barely noticed before she realized that they were no longer two feet apart. The space was closing.

And her heart beat faster with each slow and advancing millimeter each second. It almost felt like a hummingbird flapping against her rip cage in an urge to escape the emotions flooding her system.

"Serenity." It was spoken more softly than the wind. Barely a whisper and no higher than an undertone. The red head's breathing became heavy. What was he doing to her? It was like he was ….

Oh my go—

Before she could even finish the thought her body was pushed against the door behind her as a mouth covered her lips hungrily. Hands found their way into her hair as her own traveled to Seto's waist.

It wasn't long before her lungs didn't have any more oxygen and Seto pulled away. Her lips bruised. She had never kissed anyone for five years and it almost rejuvenated her with energy. Serenity's chest went up and fell down again as she took deep calming breaths to tranquil her racing heart. She had forgotten how well her lover could kiss. But now…it was no longer a longing memory.

As she stood there trapped against the door like a harmless butterfly, she felt something against her neck. It was Seto's head. He was leaning against her like a post. His breathing was also rasped as he murmured, "I want to finish this. But no matter how much I want to it doesn't seem like its real. It feels like I am living a horrible nightmare that I can't wake up from. I want to so badly. But-But….ugh, you wouldn't know how much this would mean to me if you tried to even get me to stop my emotions or the hormones from over flooding my body. I have wanted to take you since I have laid eyes on you, but I can't. I am dead Serenity. Dead."

His words struck her like a cord hammered thickly to the ground. How could he say something like that? He wasn't dead….He wasn't dead! He's standing right in front of me gosh dang it! He's not dead! Her mind screamed as she tore at Seto's front coat with her fingernails. Her hands fisted a handful of his jacket as she leaned on his bent over body. Her head crashed on his own shoulder (and somewhat chest) as tears one by one flew down her cheeks. He's not dead…Her mind choked on her own words. He's not… she was talking to herself as if she was speaking aloud.

Serenity sniffled. It wasn't long before she found her self being engulfed in strong arms. Usually when he encircled her, he brought great warmth…but….She wasn't warm. Not at all. In fact, she almost felt cold. The hands that once clutched Seto's jacket released the material and flattened against his chest. Serenity pushed. She slowly shoved her husband away from her. Seto stood back still with his arms around Serenity, but loosely. Not a second later, he brought his hands to her shoulders.

"What's wrong?" his eyes were stern.

"You…are cold…" astonishment overshadowed her face as she stared at Seto's chest. Her eyes slowly traveled up his chest to his face. He stared at her with sorrow.

"I've been told."

"What do you mean?"

"Sakura…" His eyes almost sparkled at the sound of the little girl's name. But not a second later, Seto's eyes deepened with depression, "I didn't have the heart to tell her, but I feel like you need to know." He paused to see her face with all attention on himself, "I-I—I'm dying all over again."

Serenity's eyes widened, as she whispered exasperatedly, "what!"

His face softened as Kaiba stared at his wife, "The days pass in which we can't find who it is, I die slowly and begin to disappear within time itself." He watched the small Adam apple in Serenity's throat swallow, "Don't worry…I can't feel any pain…but what I can feel is the suffering and longing that happens to be right," His right hand left Serenity's waist and flattened against her heart, "here."

Serenity's own hand covered his as she reached up on tiptoe to peck his colding lips. Her body fell against his as she leaned against him. He misjudged his balance and took a few steps backward. As Serenity came down on the soles over her feet she stared at Kaiba in the face. She showed compassion and understanding. That's the reason why he married her. It was the very reason why he loved her. As Seto's mind wondered off, he didn't realize his surroundings. Serenity had her hand against his chest again and was pushing him in a direction. His feet had a mind of his own as his mind clouded with the thoughts of the woman pushing him.

Suddenly they stopped. Kaiba glanced left and right and easily recognized the certain dresser drawers, colors and fashions of the room. The movement of his coat caught him off guard. He felt warm hands against his arms sliding the thick jacket off his shoulders. Kaiba's head snapped in Serenity's direction. "What are you doing?"

Serenity's eyes met Kaiba in a daze of mischief. Her lips curved up in a slight smile as her eyes hardened. To put it plainly, she looked deviously compassionate. Kaiba's jaw clenched. He didn't know what to do. It was new, and yet, familiar. Serenity now watched as Seto gulped the last of his saliva and stared her in the eyes as she removed his trench. It fell to the floor in a heap. Serenity stopped what she was doing and stepped back. With her hands by her side and her voice as soft as they wind she spoke, "What do you want Seto?"

"To be with you one last time," the reply came from his lips as the redhead walked up to him one last time and brought her lips to his. Kaiba couldn't remember the last time she had compelled to his wishes. And yet here he was being pushed upon the bed behind him as his wife's hand slowly undid his belt buckle while his hands were finding the hem of her shirt. Their lips locked in a heated kiss of desire.

Serenity didn't notice the heat radiating from Kaiba's body.

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