Slaveshipping (Mokuba x Pegasus)
(Manga continuity...just before Seto arrives to face Pegasus in Duelist Kingdom)
The boy did not move. He barely even blinked. His dull grayish eyes stared at nothing.
Pegasus found himself more unsettled by this whole affair than he had first thought. It had been one thing when Mokuba was storming around the room he was locked in, shouting words a boy his age should not know and making threats about what would happen when his brother woke up and found out what happened. It was another thing entirely to see the recently fiery young boy reduced to this lifeless shell.
Pegasus looked away from Mokuba for a moment, trying to focus on the task at hand. Seto was in the castle, and would be visiting him shortly. He would inevitably want to use his new Duel Disk against him in the coming battle. But Pegasus knew the rules to this kind of psychological warfare, and the first one was this: never play on your enemy's terms. He thought he knew how to convince Kaiba to duel him the traditional way.
Despite these thoughts, his eyes kept wandering over to the shell that had once been Mokuba. It wasn't Mokuba now. Mokuba was inside the card that Pegasus held.
Still, it was somewhat unnerving to see the boy so still and quiet. That was one of the failings of humans, Pegasus supposed. They became so attached to the physical forms of the people they knew and loved.
"Seto..."
The word was so soft, so very much like a breath on the wind, that Pegasus almost hadn't heard it. He glanced sharply at Mokuba, and was shocked to see a silent tear running down the blank face. How was that possible? The shell could not be feeling anything because the soul had been separated!
He glanced automatically down at the card he held in his hand. The gleaming image of the trapped Mokuba greeted him. But on the card, too, the tear was evident.
He glanced back at Mokuba one more time. No more sounds or tears escaped him.
But as the door opened and one of his men walked in, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt about this whole affair. He nodded absently at the news that Kaiba was waiting in the duel room. He even stood up and walked to the door before he hesitated.
He glanced back at Mokuba, standing lifelessly in the center of the room.
The tear finished running down across the boy's cheek and dripped onto the floor. Pegasus watched its journey to the ground, watched it splinter into several tinier drops.
What would Cyndia have said if she saw this? He didn't want to imagine it.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm sorry."
It was the only thing he could find in himself to say.
But it made no difference anyway.
A/N: This is such a creepy pairing. I fear for the future if this is what some people ship. -_-' Next is (wait for it) Slateshipping (Anzu x Thief King Bakura).
