Chapter Four: Rock n' roll kind of dreams.
Mokuba was doing another sound check for the third time, he could hear the crowd cheering for Polymerization, and the suspense was starting to get to him. Taking in a deep breath he looked at all his bandmates and letting his eyes linger a little longer on his singer, Akiko. The night breeze caused her jet-black hair to flow so beautifully with it, and when she noticed Mokuba she blushed and said, "You ready for this, guys?"
"Yeah let's do it!" They all shouted in unison. The curtain began to rise, and the screams became even louder. Akiko smiled warmly at the rest of the band and then addressed the crowd, "HEEEY TOKYO, YA READY TO HAVE SOME FUN TONIGHT?"
The crowd's response was loud whoos and yeahs, "HAHA, that's what I thought," Akiko replied. A slow tapping on the drum cymbal began, followed by a guitar melody, and then Akiko sang out -
"Oooh, can't believe I'm here
Seeing you breaks my heart
You're a man now, it brings me to tears
At how much tiiime we've been apart,"
Akiko sang magnificently, but Mokuba became perplexed when he heard the lyrics she was singing. When did we write this? He thought to himself. Right then came Mokuba's solo, and when he looked out into the crowd the strangest thing occurred, he couldn't make out any of the faces in the audience, none. Except for one face. A man not too far from the stage had dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and what appeared to be a 5 o'clock shadow coming in. If he didn't know any better, mokuba would say it was Seto, but he wasn't seto, maybe an older version of him. The man even dressed a bit like him too, a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up the elbows, and black dress pants.
After the show, the band was hanging out backstage, celebrating the great turn out. Mokuba however, was a bit distracted and decided to leave. To his dismay, he was caught off guard by Akiko, "That was amazing," she praised Mokuba with a hug.
Not sure what to do Mokuba blushed a rosey red and thanked her. After a minute of talking Mokuba excused himself and made his way to the empty halls of the building. Running around as if his life depended on it, Mokuba set out on a mission to find the mystery man that he saw earlier, "I have to find him, he has to still be here," he breathed. There was just something about the man that felt familiar, and Mokuba had to find out why.
Turning a sharp corner Mokuba finally came faced to face with the mystery man. What felt like an eternity to mokuba was in actuality, maybe a minute or two. Out of breath and paralyzed in placed, the other man slowly approached the young teen until they were only a few feet apart. The man's tired sunken eyes beamed with what could only be pride and admiration toward Mokuba.
"You've grown so much – Mokie," the man finally spoke.
Baffled, Mokuba starred at him, "No one has called me that in years," he mumbled.
"I know," he spoke softly, "I don't have much time, so, before I go, I just want to you to know to keep working hard, don't lose sight of what is most important, and maybe play some chess every now and then," he chuckled.
Mokuba was overwhelmed with emotion. He didn't know what to do, or what to say. As the man smiled and turned around Mokuba took a leap of faith, "Wait, DAD?" He yelled.
The man turned around once more and flashed a smirk, the very same smirk that Seto uses, and replied, "I'll see you again, soon."
Distraught Mokuba tried to chase after him, but it was fruitless, the man's appearance began to fade, and so did the dream, "Wait, come back!" he exclaimed with a last stitch effort.