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Chapter 4

Life went impossibly slower from that moment. Days just seemed to stretch. And I watched it all from the safety of my office. Mokuba grew into a handsome young man, the desires of many young women in college. I was so shocked when he asked me if he could date. I flew into a panic, but I knew I couldn't hold onto him forever… but that didn't mean I couldn't set a curfew. And its surprising that even at 20 years old, Mokuba still obeyed me. I sat alone in the mansion that first night. I just walked around, turned a few lights on and off. I may have broken a few bulbs. But it was all I could do to keep my mind off depressing thoughts. Even though it had been around 7 years now, since you were gone, you still haunt me. I still dream of you and those last moments of our date, before my lips could descend on yours, before I could taste your intoxicating flavour. I might be able to protect myself from my thoughts when I'm awake, but at night, I am not protected against such thoughts.

So, a few weeks later, Mokuba decided I needed to date again.

I wasn't ready. Not ready at all. But I did it anyway. For Mokuba. His eyes filled up with tears for his big brother. He was afraid I would die from a broken heart, but I couldn't do that. Not without knowing that Mokuba would be okay.

The guy's name was Sean. He had moved to Japan from Britain. He was good-looking enough - blonde haired and blue eyed, typical British guy. He was nice, had a good sense of humour, he was romantic to the point of being sickeningly sweet, he was older than me by a few years - he was 30 while I was 25. But despite most of his good virtues, he still wasn't you. We went out to dinner, an Italian restaurant. The food was good, it was nice, he was nice. But it still didn't compare to our date.

Me and Sean didn't last long. A few months at the most. Mokuba wasn't so pleased with me, but he understood that it wasn't so easy to get over you. You were the first person that I really opened up to. But that didn't stop Mokuba from trying to make me get over you. Not 3 months later, he got me another date - with a woman. I know its ridiculous. But he wondered if I was bi-sexual and I didn't know. So I took the chance. It was not good. She was too giggly, and all over me. We didn't get through the first date. I knew then that I wasn't bi-sexual.

For a few years, I hid away from the world. At the age of 25, Mokuba announced that he was getting married. I was so pleased for him. But I was also sad. I was losing my little brother, and that hurt a little. I went to their wedding. They made a beautiful couple, my brother was dressed in a tuxedo, his hair - still long - was tied back in a pony tail. He looked so happy, and for a moment I almost forgot my own grief because I was so pleased for him. Almost. I went back to the mansion after the reception. Returned to an empty house. Mokuba and his new wife - Sakura - had gone on honeymoon to Paris: the most romantic city in the world. After they came back, they bought their own house. Somewhere in the countryside. I visited them now and then. But mostly I worked at the office.

When I was 34, Mokuba announced that he and Sakura were going to have their first child. They had been married for 4 years at this point - I'm surprised they didn't start a family sooner. I was pleased for them. They invited their friends to their home the next day, including Yugi's friends. I wasn't exactly ecstatic about that, but I put up with the friendship girl's speeches, the Egyptian's - Malik - crazy rambling, even the mutt's obnoxious behaviour. And Mokuba looked so delighted, putting his arm around his wife's shoulder, laying a hand on her belly where a lump would grow in a few weeks. He looked so contented.

It was then that I decided for myself that I would try dating again - only men this time though! I decided that there was too little time in the world to spend it being depressed over someone who was gone; who only visited me in my dreams. So I went on a few dates. Surprisingly, the paparazzi didn't hear anything about it, so I was safe from the media. But unsurprisingly, I had no joy on those dates. God, how I tried to enjoy myself. I tried so hard to put you at the back of my mind, just for a while. But I couldn't allow it. My mind obviously insisted that I think of you in every moment of my life. I didn't blame you… well, more like I couldn't blame you.

I watched Mokuba's child, a girl that they named Kaila, grew into a beautiful young woman. And I got to spoil her rotten because I was her uncle Seto. She asked me to tell her stories about Duellist Kingdom and Battle City when she was younger. I told her about all the duels we had - me and you: arch-rivals. She asked me once how I could have gone out with you on a date, and fall in love with you, if I hated you so much.

"Kaila," I had replied. "Although I saw Yami as my rival, I held a great respect for him. He was the best duellist I have ever met. Probably ever likely to meet, now that your father is busy with other things instead of duel monsters." She had laughed at that. Mokuba, although a terrific father, was very protective of his daughter. He actually came to me in a panic one day when Kaila was about 15 and told me that she wanted to start dating, and asked if it would be considered child abuse if she locked her in her room for a few weeks! I simply told him that now he knew how I felt when he went on his first date. From that moment on, I think he held an even greater respect for me.

"Anyway, I realised that I was actually obsessed with him," I said, continuing with my story of me and you. Even though I was 47 years old at the time that I told her this story, I could think back to it as clearly as if it were yesterday. "And not just obsessed with beating him. I needed to know what he was doing all the time. When Battle City was over, I realised that those feelings didn't actually disappear. They just stayed there. If anything, they actually increased. I couldn't get him off my mind. I had never experienced anything like that before. I took a chance one day and asked him out. I still can't believe that he said yes. I mean there are 6 billion people in the world and out of all of them, he chose me. After he… left, well, I was heart-broken." I sighed as I finished my story. Our story. That was the first time since you had gone that I told anyone about us. I felt small arms wrap around me. Kaila was hugging me. Tears were running slowly down her face. I hugged her, and willed the tears that were threatening to fall back. Seto Kaiba did not allow himself to cry around anyone - not even family.

I gave up dating after a while. Well, at the ripe old age of 60, there were less people willing to go out with me. I had already made out a will. I had left the company to Mokuba, so if he wanted to pass it on to Kaila in the future then he could. He and Sakura only had the one child. But I think one was enough for the couple. I still ran the company, but I did it from home. I visited Yugi's grave more because I had more time on my hands. I visited the museum sometimes as well, to see the Puzzle. I talked to you from there sometimes. Crazy, huh? But I suppose I thought you could hear me through the Puzzle. I had no idea where you had gone. Had your spirit finally passed into the afterlife where you could rest after your long life? I hoped so.

At 86, I phoned Mokuba one more time before I went to sleep. "Hey Mokie," I said. My voice was shaking a little. Somehow I knew my time had come to leave the world.

"Seto? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine little brother. How is everyone?"

"Kaila came to the house today. Sakura was so happy to see her. Brian and Cho came with her." Brian was Kaila's American husband. She had met him while on business there once. He had come back to Japan with her and had had a daughter not long after that.

"How are they?" I asked.

"They're fine. Brian has to go back to America for a while to visit a poorly relative, but he shouldn't be gone long."

"That's good." I took a deep breath. "Listen, Mokie, I just called to tell you that if I don't see tomorrow, I love you, okay?"

"Seto, don't say that." I could hear his voice was cracking on the other end of the line. "You're not going to die tomorrow."

"I think I am, little brother. Say good bye to everyone for me, okay?"

"I will, but it'll be a waste of time, because you are not going to die tomorrow."

"Good bye Mokie."

Before I could put the phone down, I heard his voice crack on the phone. "I love you, big brother."

Not trusting my voice, I put the phone down without answering him.

I lay down and closed my eyes, knowing that I would never open them again.

A/N I hope that chapter wasn't too weird. I just wanted to show that throughout his life, Seto never forgot about Yami, and he couldn't fall in love with anyone else either.

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