Disclaimer: I just write this for fun, it is not my intention to make money with this and I do not claim any Yu-Gi-Oh character as my own.
Zero-A.C.: Just a little story about my favourite brothers: Mokuba and Seto! Enjoy!
Thunderstorm
First Night
Mokuba woke up in the middle of the night. First he didn't knew why, but then it thundered again. When he looked outside the window he saw that it was raining heavily and the sky was covered with black clouds that where occasionally illuminated by lightning.
The young Kaiba didn't mind thunderstorms; in fact he liked them a lot, because they reminded him of his older brother.
When he was a small child he used them as an accusation to sneak into his brother's bed. With Seto by his side thunderstorms lost all their frightening power, as well as anything else, because of the power that his older brother emitted. Mokuba was easy to scare but Seto was different, he didn't fear anything or at least it seemed so.
But his little brother knew that there were things which could even scare Seto Kaiba.
One of them was that Mokuba could get hurt. Another one were things who couldn't be explained rationally. And above this all, the only thing Seto Kaiba feared truly was weakness.
Because weakness would lead to every other thing he feared.
So he did everything to be strong. In his mind that meant to be cold. A little too cold, for Mokubas taste.
Lately even he was affected by Seto's coldness. It was as if there was a distance between the two brothers, which increased every day a bit more. It was as if his big brother didn't trust him anymore and that hurt deeply.
Mokuba laid back on his bed.
Seto, Seto, Seto…over and over again this theme played through his mind. It wasn't so as if his big brother was the only thing he thought about, but sometimes it seemed that he was the only thing Mokubas world circled around. In fact it really seemed as if his brother was his only world.
He sighed softly. Maybe he needed some distance to his big brother, not mentally but physically. Maybe…
Mokuba stared at the dark ceiling and thought.
Who was he?
Mokuba Kaiba. Seto Kaiba's little brother.
But what else?
Mokuba didn't knew it. That was the problem. He didn't knew who he was without his brother. But he wanted to know.
This thought had occurred to him several times before and now it seemed that he really should find it out. But to find this out he needed distance to Seto.
His big brother hadn't paid much attention to him lately, so it wouldn't be such a problem to convince him to send Mokuba away. He could talk about this with him tomorrow.
Maybe he could go to a private school in North America or Europe.
While he thought about this, the door opened quietly. It was Seto. Quickly Mokuba pretended to be asleep.
He heard his brother walking silently through the room, and felt Seto's weight as he sat on his bed, felt elegant hands cover him with a blanket and slender fingers brushing softly through his hair.
And then he heard the quiet whisper of his older brother. "Sleep well, Mokuba."
His heart stopped for a second at the soft sound of Seto's voice, then his brother left the room. Mokuba couldn't do anything but watch him leave and as he saw his older brother in the door, illuminated by the light of the hall lamp, he almost cried.
It were the eyes of his brother that caused his tears. Those indescribable sad blue eyes.
End chapter one