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D: I warned you about wanting to be Morgan!!! But anyways, yeah, I can't wait for your ultra super awesome video. Post it up soon so I'll have something to brighten up my life like kitty cat muffins brighten yours…? Uh… what? Sorry, I'm not sure. BE MINE FOREVER?

AmePiper: Hahahaha, I loved your reaction! That was probably the best reaction I've ever got to one of my chapters ever! Yeah, you're review definitely do make my day better, and I was much more happy when I saw the e-mail with your review in it(I hope you people are aware that my inbox is almost always empty unless I've posted up a new chapter, hehe.) I agree, a certain woman needs to get punched, but in the mean time, read this chapter!

Mystical Sand: Yeah, having Seto kill Gozaburo is definitely the most interesting of ideas to how Gozaburo died, I think. I mean, I know I also wrote Seto killing Gozaburo in one of my other stories too… I just forget which one it was exactly. I'm happy you like how I portray them, although I'm happy when I get a good review period, but you know what I mean. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 13

Staring into Space

His body felt heavy, yet, empty in a way as Mokuba lay there on the cold, hard classroom floor. His body was still shaking from the act that he had just been forcefully involved with, but Ms. Morgan only looked at him with a devilish smile as she button her shirt back up. She grabbed both his wrists and forced him back onto his feet, straightening out his shirt a bit before moving her hand down to his and leaning forward.

"Now Mokuba… I should hear nothing about what has happened today. If you say anything, anything at all, I will find out and will be forced to do something quite drastic." Mokuba stood there, staring at her blankly. His gaze made it seem as though he was lost, but at the same time he was still aware she was in his presence, clutching his hands with her. Her touch sent shivers down his back. "Here's a little something you can use. Buy yourself something special…" she said in a seductive voice as she slipped a five dollar bill into his hand.

"See you tomorrow." And with that, it was like nothing had ever happened. He was in the hallway again; it was filled with students rushing to their classes as it was always like every day. Everyone seemed to be going about his or her business; everyone seemed to be having a fine day. Except for him and his deadly secret. He stood there, still with a blank stare. He felt so isolated, so alone. Mokuba looked down at the crumbled five-dollar bill that was crunched up in his hand. He stared at it for a long while.

What was he suppose to do with it? Mokuba felt as though he was suppose to be happy about getting five dollars absolutely free and was able to use it to buy whatever he wanted, but no matter how much he tried to make himself believe, he couldn't feel happy about it. Mokuba was aware that it was some sort of bribery, some sort of sick way of making him feel okay with what had just happened between him and Ms. Morgan. But he couldn't feel that way, he simply couldn't.

Mokuba walked through the hallways, drifting left and right till he finally made it to the cafeteria. His drifting soon led him to his lunch table where he sat down silently. Jimmy looked over at Mokuba. "There you are, what took you so long? You've been gone for half the period. Are you in trouble?" Images of what had happened flashed through his mind.

"Oh, no… Ms. Morgan just had me make up some homework assignments I hadn't done, that's all."

"Geez, you're so lucky that you're her favorite this year! She wouldn't have let ME do that if I hadn't done some homework assignments." Mokuba wished Jimmy how wrong he was for wishing to be in Mokuba's position. He felt sick to his stomach thinking about it. His lunch bag lay in front of him, closed and untouched.

"Are you gonna eat your lunch?" Christopher asked, eyeing Mokuba's lunch bag. Mokuba pushed it forward over to Christopher. "Sweet!" He opened the bag without another thought and began to eat his food. Elizabeth stared at Mokuba.

"Mokuba, are you sure you're okay? You haven't really said anything."

"I'm fine… just fine. I'm just… just worried Ms. Morgan will tell my brother I had missed a couple of those assignments, that's all." Mokuba felt bad lying to all his friends, but at the same time he remembered what Ms. Morgan had told him earlier that day. 'If you say anything, anything at all, I will find out and will be forced to do something quite drastic.' What would Ms. Morgan do? Could she really harm him if he was to tell anyone and find out? Mokuba wasn't sure at this point.

"…So then my teacher told me to leave the room and I had to sit out there for practically the rest of class!" Marie complained as she talked about her last class, "It was really annoying, sometimes I think teachers are just out to get you and ruin your lives. They could care less about our feelings."

"Yeah, sometimes I feel that way too… but some teachers do really care!" Elizabeth defended. Jimmy crumbled his empty chip bag and tossed it into the garbage can before turning back to Mokuba.

"So you still up for roller skating lessons after school today?" Mokuba had completely forgotten about that. Yesterday he would've loved to learn how to skate with his newly found friend, but after what had happened, he just couldn't find the joy he had the day before. Mokuba had to think of an excuse.

"Nah, I can't. My brother wants me to come home after school to help him with this project he's working on."

"Oh, okay. Well maybe another time?" The bell rang and students began to herd out of the cafeteria to their next classes.

"Yeah, another time would be best."

"Okay, well see you later then Mokuba." Mokuba waved goodbye before moving on to his next class. He wished he could cleanse his mind of the events and images, but that was something that could not be done. For the rest of the day he went back and forth from feeling guilty to feeling ashamed about what had happened. Between lying to his friends and the interaction between Ms. Morgan, he was left only to feel depressed for the rest of the day.

'How could this have happened to me?' Mokuba thought to himself, unable to pay attention to his teacher, 'Why did this have to happen? Don't I have enough problems already?' Mokuba couldn't figure out why all of this had happened to him of all people. His life had been hard enough and now he was left with this secret to enclose within himself for the rest of his life unless he wanted to suffer the consequences.

The bell rang once more, but this time it signaled the ending of the school day. Mokuba slowly walked out of the school building with a heavy heart. He wondered if he should tell Seto about what had happened or if that was all part of the 'something drastic' consequences. Mokuba sat on one of the steps in front of the school and waited patiently. After all the school kids had been picked up or left on the bus, Steven pulled up in front of the school.

"Hey Mokuba," Steven said after Mokuba got in, "You looked a little sad before you noticed me out here. Something bothering you?"

"No… I'm fine."

"Okay… you sure you don't want to talk about it?" Steven asked, "I mean, I know I'm not you're brother or anything… but I'd really like to be a help to you and your brother. I can't imagine how hard all these changes must be, what with your new school and your brother's applying for a new job…" Mokuba remained silent, barely paying any attention to what Steven had to say. It felt as though it was hard for him to pay attention, cause his mind was always drifting from thought to thought without any real direction.

"Well, anyway… I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. But before we get to the house, I gotta warn you. Your brother isn't doing so well at the moment, it's like he's in some sort of trance. Ever since the interview, he hasn't really been saying much and just sort of stares off into space. So just give him some peace, okay?" Steven turned around to Mokuba and found Mokuba sitting in his seat, his emotionless expression looked like the expression Seto had when Steven first picked him up after the interview.

After both of them got to the house, Mokuba silently went up to his room without a word to his brother or Steven. Steven watched him slowly make his way up the stairs and disappear into his room before walking into the living room where Seto sat on one of the couches staring at the wall. "Sir… I think something's wrong with Mokuba…" Seto looked at him.

"Steven… have you ever killed anyone?" Steven looked at Seto suspiciously.

"No… why do you ask?"

"Have you ever lied about killing someone?"

"No sir, I haven't. I'm not quite sure why you're asking-"

"LEAVE ME BE!" Seto yelled, pointing towards the exit. Steven rushed out of the room obediently. Once Steven was gone, Seto began talking to himself. "I didn't do anything wrong… Gozaburo made our lives hell… it was for the good of both me and Mokuba…" Seto tried to reason with himself, "The man would've killed me if I hadn't killed him… it was really an act of self defense…"

"Is ever murder an act of defense to you, Seto Kaiba?" Seto twisted around to see, what appeared to be, Gozaburo himself. Seto's eyes widened as he jumped to his feet.

"Wh-What are you doing here?!"

"I just thought I'd pay you a visit, son…"

"You're not here! You can't be here… you're dead!" Seto screamed.

"Or so it would have appeared…" Seto put his hands to his head, gripping his hair with his hands and violently pulling on it.

"No… this isn't happening… it can't be… YOU'RE DEAD DAMMIT!" Seto yelled at the top of his lungs. Seto ran forward and tried to punch Gozaburo, but nothing seemed to affect him. He kept punching and punching, but it was as if he weren't even there. Gozaburo laughed at Seto's attempts to hurt him.

"I always knew it would end this way… you'll never be able to win, Seto. You'll always be one step behind me." Seto launched his body at Gozaburo's but ended up running right through him and into the wall. The immediate collision between his head and the wall forced Seto into unconsciousness almost immediately.

"I heard a bang, is everything okay… NII-SAMA!!!"

A/N: So it's a short chapter… I do apologize. This definitely was one of those chapters where I was just sort of sitting there wishing it would end sooner. Cause I had no real events planned out for his chapter. But anyways, hopefully the next chapter will be better. So I'm sure you guy already figured that Gozaburo randomly appearing… yeah, that was all in Seto's mind. You'd think he was a ghost, but it was just Seto's mind playing tricks on him. So yeah, that's what happened. I can't wait to start on the next chapter, it'll be way better than this one. KTHANKXBYE!