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Mokuba shuttered as glassed rained down upon him and Seto. He felt his brother rise just as another gunshot echoed into the still night air. There was the pounding of feet when suddenly he felt himself yanked out of the car and thrown onto the ground. Above was a man probably only a little older then his older brother. He had long black hair that fell onto his shoulders. Mokuba stared at him for a moment then felt himself freeze in fear. Who was this man? And why was he after him and Seto?
"Akito, Seto has ran into the forest and is headed towards the mountains. Shall my men and I pursue him?" A great huge man behind him asked. Mokuba stared at him then gulped. He looked awfully strong and could probably break him in two if he wished.
"Yes, but first give me your gun. I want to finish off this little rat." Akito answered coldly as the man handed over his gun. Akito aimed it at Mokuba and pulled back the trigger ever so slowly. It was hopeless now, he was trapped. There was nowhere left to hide or run.
"Leave him alone!" A familiar voice screamed through the darkness. Akito turned his head and saw a huge mass behind him. He squinted then widened his eyes in shock. Towering above him ready for battle, was a dragon. He felt the gun slip from his fingers and fall to the ground with a clatter. Mokuba stared at wide eyed at the enormous Blue-Eyes White Dragon. For some reason he knew it was his brother. How could it be, that he could turn into such a beast?
At the summer home...
"Come now baby brother, you've got to at least try it." Ayame suggested attempting to have his younger brother to drink some of his special tea. Yuki roughly pushed the cup away his older brother was offering him. If he had wanted tea he would have asked for it. He had stayed up all night worrying about those two. Tohru, Shigure, Hatori, and Ayame had stayed up along with him.
Yuki didn't care if Tohru stayed up along with him. She was a close friend and it was only natural she would be worried about him. Of course Shigure would stay up along with her trying to get her to get some sleep. It was surprising enough the sex novelist didn't just drop dead from exhaustion. Hatori on the other hand was Seto's older brother. So it to was only natural for him to worry with him as well. Yet again, Ayame gave him back the tea.
"At least try a little bit. You may just find you like it. Then your older brother can rest in peace knowing he had helped his younger brother." Ayame said dramatically while even posing for effect. Yuki just stared at him then blinked. They couldn't possibly be related, could they?
"I've told you time and time again. I'm not hungry, thirsty, or want anything or anyone to bug me right now. Why can't you just give up like a normal person?" Yuki asked him tiredly taking a sip of the tea finally. Maybe Ayame would just leave him alone if he at least drank the tea.
"Why can't you just talk about your feelings like a normal person?" Ayame asked him. Yuki stopped drinking the tea. His older brother had a point, but that just put him in a much worse mood then ever at the moment.
"Maybe because I'm not a normal person!" Yuki yelled throwing the last of tea and cup at his older brother.
From downstairs Shigure looked up the ceiling with concern written all over his face. There were a few thuds and yelling of voices. It seemed now that Ayame was arguing with Yuki about something. Then a few smashes and someone cried out in pain. Shigure instantly dropped his book and flew up the stairs three at a time. He skidded to a halt when he saw Ayame crumpled up in a bloody heap at the foot of Yuki's door.
Yuki breathed fast and quick in anger. He had had enough of this, he needed to be alone. Ayame had insisted he talk until Yuki had finally lost it and attacked him head on. His older brother didn't even defend himself, but had simply cried out in pain. He stepped over his older brother's lifeless body and flew past Shigure. It was time to do something even if it did kill him.
Back in the forest...
The morning sun slowly rose into the sky. Its rays fell upon Kaiba's scaled back. He arched his long neck and let out a huge, bellowing roar. It echoed and seemed to shake the very mountains themselves. He had transformed because he was weak. A stray bullet had hit him somewhere in the head and Kaiba knew he was slowly dieing. Already the world was swimming before his very eyes. But he would not let Akito get Mokuba. He just couldn't.
"What does it take to kill you?" Akito hissed noticing the huge bullet hole on the side of the great dragon's head. Blood was streaming through at an alarming rate. Mokuba stared at his older brother as he began to move his mouth, but no words came out. He could still understand what he meant to say though. Run.
"A whole lot, especially when my younger brother's in danger. Do you really think I went this far to be simply killed by a gun shot wound? Not on your life." Kaiba answered letting out a maddening laugh. He was trying to distract Akito long enough so Mokuba could have a chance to escape. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his younger brother running into the forest in the direction of the gas station. At least his younger brother would be safe. Not to mention alive.
Shezka: You guys probably hate me now because I left you hanging on this on, huh? Well, you know the drill. I'll only update if you review.