Zero-A.C.: Sorry, Sorry, Sorry! Yes, I know it took me eternity to update, but I just could write on this story every second weekend…The next chapter will take some time as well, but I said I will update and I will (Even if it takes eternity…)!

Thanks to all my reviewers and this time especially to Afiong Bassey for going on my nerves ;-), really thanks.

And now for all who haven't given up on this story, enjoy the next part!

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Seto's heart

Again Mokuba was having the dream in which he followed Seto through KaibaLand and again there seemed to be no way to reach his brother.

"Seto, wait for me!"

Mokuba repeated the sentence more than a hundred times, or so it seemed to him, but never did his brother hear him. Never before had Mokuba felt like this before. Felt like he had been left behind by his brother. Even if Seto hadn't slowed down his pace or gave him a look of notification, Mokuba always had have the feeling his brother waited for him to get on the same level he was. But not now.

Seto didn't noticed him at all, although Mokuba's throat was aching from the loud crying.

Finally he stopped running after his older brother. Bitterness filled him as he watched Seto leaving him alone. There was no way to get near Seto at the moment and so there was no need to follow him. Mokuba turned around to leave Kaiba Land, as his eyes settled on the Duel Dome. He remembered the beautiful girl and the talk they had and wondered if she would be there again.

As he reached the entrance of the Duel Dome and entered, he found himself back at the mansion.

Mokuba was irritated, because something had changed in the big entrance hall. It wasn't capable at first, but then it hit him what was different to his first visit. Now the house looked more like he was used to it. More white. It was just a small change, but it was enough to be noticed by Mokuba.

The moon was still shining through the high glass windows but was now reflected by some white marble.

"Hello? Are you here?" He asked into the empty entrance hall.

"Mokuba?" A hopeful voice answered out of the living room. "I am here." Quickly he went to the room just to stop abruptly in the open door. His jaw dropped a bit at the sign of the living room. If the change in the entrance hall was noticeable, here it was amazing.

Still there was this ugly tapestry and wood panelling, but now there was as well the crème-coloured carpet, the white leather couch and the marble fireplace. Still the picture of the two brothers was missing.

"You like it?" A soft voice asked with slight amusement. Mokuba closed his mouth, blinked several times and then focused on the girl. "How…" he gestured a bit helplessly around. "Have you done this?" he wanted to know with curiosity.

The beautiful girl laughed a bit. Her mood seemed to have increased since the last time they've met. Blue-Eyes sparkled with joy as she shook her head. "No, this wasn't my doing."

"But…Who then…How?"

She stepped a bit closer and took his hand. "You, Mokuba, you have done this." He still didn't understood anything. The girl noticed his confusion and sighed. Then she led him to the couch and offered him to sit down. When they both sat on the couch her expression grew serious.

"I think I have to explain a lot to you, right?"

He scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, would be nice. Because in the moment I don't understand much."

She seemed to think a moment how to explain it to him before she started to tell him a story, Mokuba was sure Seto wouldn't believe if his life depended on it. But fortunately for the girl, he wasn't his brother and at the moment desperate enough to believe in any answer that brought some structure into this whole mess.

"You remember when we talked about your brother and that you are maybe the only one who can reach him?" Mokuba nodded. "It seems as if your attempts were successful." A tiny smile appeared on here face and she stood up again. "You see this is your brothers heart, an image of it."

"What do you mean with this?"

"It's hard to explain, but I try." She said. "You see, every human consist of four parts: body, soul, heart and mind. The form of our body changes with age and lifestyle, but after all it is solid and in its basic form always stays the same.

The three other parts are not solid, but that does not mean that they can't have a form. But different to the body this form can change completely. It's bounded to our feelings, dreams, hopes, fears and to everything that had happened to us in the past. The form of soul, heart and mind is changing every second and it shows our state of these three parts. Do you understand this?"

Mokuba nodded again. "Yes. But you said this is Seto's heart. How can you be here, or I? And why does it have this form?" he asked and meant the whole mansion.

"One answer at time." She said and smiled a bit again. "For most people the form of their heart is what they call their home, and in this case it's no difference. For your brother this mansion is his home. So his heart has the same form." Mokuba frowned. If our mansion shows the status of his heart, we're in real trouble. He thought but was distracted by the girl who continued to speak.

"And I am here because I am just a memory. I am not real, like I told you last time, so I can wander through his heart, soul and mind freely. And you are here because…" She shrugged helplessly.

"Because you called me?" Mokuba asked.

The girl shook her head. "No I called you because I could do it; I just used the opportunity when I felt your presence." She sighed. "I know you are here to help your brother and I have an idea how you came here."

"And how?"

The beautiful girl looked straight into his eyes. "You and your brother share a bond that is more powerful then anything I have ever seen in this world. It is not only Love that you share, but as well a dream. A dream that is very important to both of you. A dream which is the door between your souls, hearts and minds." She said.

Mokuba stared at her as this statement burned into his mind He was kind of shocked. Maybe because of the answer or maybe because he knew that this was true, Mokuba couldn't say. He leaned back against the white leather couch.

A dream…

"Kaiba Land…" he whispered. A place were children like us could go and feel like every other child. A world where technology is not used for war… Mokuba closed his eyes. One tear rolled over his cheek.

He wiped it away, now somehow angry with himself. Then he sat up and regained his composure. "Last time you said that darkness is making use of my brother, what did you mean with that?" Mokuba changed the theme.

She opened her mouth to answer but suddenly was interrupted. A loud howl was heard outside the mansion. An angry and dark howl. Her eyes widened in shock and Mokuba jumped up.

"What was this?"

The blue-eyed girl took his hand. "You better go now."

"But…" he protested.

"No! Go now!" she repeated. And then she let go of him and ran out of the room. Her white her flew behind her, like two wings. The last thing Mokuba saw before the room drifted into darkness was a blinding flash of white light. Then he was back into his bed.

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Zero-A.C.: Okay, I really think the sentence Mokuba used most in the entire series was: "Seto, wait for me!" next to "Big brother!"…. I just love Mokuba!

Again sorry for any mistake in this story!