Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Brother's Love ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

Author(s): Anime-Blade and Kikyana

Rate: M for later chapters

Pairing: Tabloidshipping- SetoxMokuba

Warnings: Future yaoi, incest, occ-ness in characters

Disclaimer: We don't own anything except the plot!

Status: 3/---

 

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Chapter Three:

 

Mokuba sighed slightly, and turned to the counter, climbing up on it like he usually did to reach the bowls at the top, but one of the maids obviously hadn't wiped the counter off very well, and he slipped from the counter top, hitting his head on the edge as he fell...

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He hadn't gotten too far when he heard his brother shout out to him. Seto sighed after a moment, heading back to the kitchen to say his own good bye to the younger. Of course he wasn't expecting to see his brother falling from the counter. "Mokuba!" He didn't even have time to think before he reacted, barely managing to catch him before he hit the floor.

 

His head was throbbing horribly, and his vision a little fuzzy. He was surprised when he felt someone catch him, and he tried to look up to see who it was, but he couldn't make out the blurry form. "N-Nii...sama?" He couldn't say anything else; his head was just hurting too badly. Sure enough, when Mokuba moved his head slightly a bit of blood could be seen, mixing in with his dark black locks.

 

Kaiba cursed quietly, taking him into his arms properly now. He moved him so his head was now leaning against his shoulder, while he managed to hold Mokuba with one arm, the other retrieving an icepack from the freezer before he left the room.

 

Mokuba whimpered slightly, the pain growing worse every minute. He reached with one hand, to clutch tightly onto the front of Seto's shirt. "Niisama...." he mumbled again, tears streaming down the sides of his face.

 

"Shh... You'll be fine, Mokuba." He kissed his forehead gently, trying to remember what he did when they had been younger. Seto took him upstairs to his room, setting him down on his bed, "I'll be right back, I just need to quickly get something." The brunette murmured, releasing Mokuba's hold on his shirt. He quickly went into his bathroom, grabbing two towels (dampening one of them slightly) and something else before going back to sit next the raven haired boy.

 

He whined slightly when his brother had walked away from him. When Seto returned, he looked up at him, his vision not as blurry as before. The pain, however, was just as bed. "It hurts..." he mumbled. He couldn't believe how stupid he had been, falling off the counter like that...

 

Seto sat him up again, sitting him in his lap. "How many times have I told you not to climb onto the counter? You should have asked me to help..." He murmured quietly, finding the area where the slight amount of blood came from. Seto gently touched the damp towel to it, cleaning up what he could of the blood.

 

He closed his eyes, wincing slightly when Seto pressed the towel to his head "Gomen nasai, niisama..." he muttered. He knew that Seto would scold him for it, it was to be expected. After all, he had done something pretty stupid...he should have checked to make sure the counter was dry.

 

"What if I hadn't come back Mokuba, then what?" Seto turned him slightly, touching his cheek slightly. "If you had hit the floor, it would have been worse, and depending on how you would've landed..." A slight sigh escaped him, "You don't know how much you mean to me, Mokuba."

 

He allowed his cheek to rub against Seto's hand lightly, enjoying the touch. His head still hurt, but it wasn't nearly as bad as it had been. "I know niisama...I probably mean just as much to you...as you mean to me..." he said before moving, so his cheek was against Seto's chest, leaning against the older Kaiba.

 

Seto hugged him lightly, "I don't want anything happening to you." He wasn't even entirely sure what he would do if something happened to his brother. DK and his VR game were enough, he couldn't lose him again.

 

"I'll be more careful next time..." he said quietly. His arms came to wrap around his brother. The light hug the older Kaiba gave him made him feel safe, like nothing bad would ever happen to him. His brother always protected him. "Arigatou..." he said lightly.

 

Seto shifted slightly so he could lean back against the headboard, Mokuba semi-lying on top of chest. His arms were still somewhat wrapped around the smaller boy, not wanting to let go of him quite yet. He brushed the others bangs aside, lightly caressing his cheek again as he did so.

 

He managed a small smile, and made a light noise of contentment. He tilted his head slightly so he could look up at the other. "I'm fine now..." he said with another small smile, "You still have to go to work...you should go..."

 

The brunette smirked slightly, "I think I'll leave them to wonder what's going on, and stay home instead. That work for you?" The smirk faded back into a small smile with the last part, locking his gaze with Mokuba's when he spoke.

The young boy nodded slightly, "Of course..." he mumbled as he stared up into his brother's brilliant blue eyes. Just exactly what was going on? He wanted to know exactly how strong his niisama's feelings for him were, but he couldn't bring himself to ask the older Kaiba.

 

Seto studied him for a moment before speaking again. "Something's bothering you." He stated simply, wondering what was on the younger one's mind. Along with thinking about that, he was still wondering what he'd be doing since he was staying home from work. When was the last time he had done that?

 

Mokuba blinked when his brother spoke and shook his head slightly, "Etou...no... It's just...” he sighed slightly "...never mind." He still couldn't bring up the subject. He knew this was wrong anyway. Seto was his brother, and he was not too young to know that brothers were just not supposed to feel that way for each other.

 

Seto frowned slightly, "Is it about last night? ...or, at least, parts of it?" He couldn't see anything else bothering him, since nothing else had happened. Something else that had been on his mind; what Mokuba had said to him.

 

"Anou..." He broke the gaze he had been sharing with the older, "Y-yeah..." He said quietly. He didn't want to bring it up. He was hoping that maybe if neither of them talked about it, they could just forget what he had said. Mokuba wanted to forget these feeling that he knew weren't right, but at the same time, he wanted Seto to return them.

 

With that known, he took a wild as to what was could possibly be bothering him. "Either you're still worried I'm going to be furious with you, or..." he tilted Mokuba's chin up so he once again had his gaze locked, "Or, you're wondering what I think and how I feel." Seto stated quietly.

 

Mokuba shivered slightly. His brother just knew him to well. "Yeah....both of those..." He was wondering if Seto was going to hate him, or find him disgusting for even thinking those thoughts about him. He stared at a spot on the headboard beside Seto's head, not wanting to look him in the eyes.

 

"And do you remember what I told you? I can't hate you, Mokuba; it's not in me to hate you." As for the other half of that, he wasn't sure. Of course, he cared greatly for Mokuba, he was his brother, but did he really care for him like that.

 

He nodded slowly. He knew his brother could never return the same feelings. Mokuba didn't expect that his older brother would. Even if they weren't brothers, Seto was famous, he could have anyone he wanted...he didn't need him. "Well...that's good..." he muttered.

 

Seto stayed silent, merely watching him. He knew that wasn't really what he wanted to hear, but what could he say? He'd never thought of Mokuba in that before... "You're still upset." He stated quietly.

 

Mokuba pushed away from him. He sat himself on the bed beside Seto, and nodded slightly, "Yeah...I am..." He wanted his brother to love him, more then he had wanted anything else, but he knew that Seto would never feel that way for him...all of this was wrong.

 

"Mokuba, don't be..." There was silent 'please' attached to it at the end, the words not there, though the look was in his eyes. Kaiba had never been one to ask of anything before, it just wasn't in his persona, but more so since they had been adopted. It just went together with him being anti-social.

 

"Gomen nasai, niisama..." He said quietly. He looked up at his brother, his normally happy eyes were sad. "It's hard to not be...' he mumbled. He wanted to leave Seto's room, but at the same time, he wanted his brother to let him stay there with him forever.

 

"Does it still hurt?" He asked quietly, changing the subject, and back to Mokuba's head injury. There wasn't too much he could do to help, which annoyed him more then he cared to admit. Regardless to the fact that it was Mokuba's forgetful-ness to either ask for someone to help, or to check the counter's to make sure he wouldn't slip- Seto still felt responsible.

 

He sighed slightly, "Hai...a little bit." He said softly. He moved so he now sat beside Seto, leaning back against the headboard as well. He looked up at his brother, storm coloured eyes gazing into ice blue ones. He hoped that one day he could be as beautiful as his brother, and then he slapped himself mentally again, for thinking that the older was beautiful.

 

"Good." He paused for a moment, thinking over his question before speaking. "Did you have anything in mind to do, if I stayed home?" Since he had already told him that he was indeed going to remain home from work, he wasn't going to sit and work all day. It would only leave Mokuba more upset then he was now.

 

Mokuba shook his head, he kinda of hoped Seto would go to work..."No, You should go to work." he said simply, trying to not sound as hurt as he was, "I'm fine...really...You can go." he said and moved to get off the bed.

 

He grabbed Mokuba's arm, stopping him from getting off the bed. "Mokuba, I already said I would stay home for the rest of the day. It would be a waste to go in now anyways." Blue eyes regarded him for a moment, before he added something else. "Unless you want me to go?"

 

He bit his bottom lip, contemplating what Seto had said. Truth was, he wanted his brother to stay, and he wanted him to leave. Mokuba was just too confused, and his head still hurt. He wanted to go to sleep. "No... Of course I don't want you to go… I just…" he sighed slightly "I just need some time alone."

 

Seto nodded and let him go; it seemed he would be working after all. "Call me if you need anything." He said, picking up the semi-forgotten ice pack from where it sat and handing it to Mokuba, before getting off the bed and walking over to the computer sitting on his desk.

 

Mokuba smiled slightly, "Alright..." He walked to the door and placed his hand on the doorknob, about to leave. He looked back to him and let go of the doorknob. Mokuba ran over to his brother and quickly wrapped his arms around the older's waist.

 

Seto was caught off guard, stumbling briefly but catching his balance quite easily. Blue eyes glanced down, seeing the younger one now attached to his waist. "Mokuba?" Confusion wasn't even close- he hadn't the slightest as to why his brother was now hugging him.

 

Mokuba was crying, just a little, "Last night," he said before taking a deep breath, "I said I never wanted to let you go...I wasn't just being childish...I don't ever want to let you go...I don't want anyone else to have you." he sniffled slightly "I want you to be mine." he added.

 

"Mokuba..." He looked away for a moment, a slight sigh escaping him as he thought for a moment. The teen pulled out of the younger one's hold before turning around and kneeling down in front him. Seto wiped his tears away, unsure of how to respond to the younger.

 

Mokuba's head was buzzing with thoughts, and emotions. The one that won over him was regret. He took a few steps back "I'm sorry niisama... I'm disgusting... I know..." he continued to step backwards, "Just please try to forget what I told you..."

 

Seto grabbed his wrist before he could retreat any further and pulled him back. "You aren't disgusting Mokuba," He said calmly, "and I'm not going to forget what you said either." Seto didn't let go of his wrist as his gaze faltered briefly before pulling Mokuba into an embrace. "You worry too much."

 

Mokuba's eyes went wide. He was not expecting his brother to embrace him, "Niisama...!?" His voice was questioning. He wanted to know what the older was thinking. Reluctantly, he placed his arms back around Seto.

 

"Why do you keep thinking I could so easily turn away from you?" Hadn't he proved and given up enough to keep Mokuba safe? His little brother didn't even know the half of it... Seto had always made sure that Mokuba would never see harm while their Step-father had been alive. If the younger faulted, he would take his punishment for him. Of course, this was always seen as a weakness and he'd have to deal with the consequences to his actions.

 

"This is just...different from anything else I have done wrong..." he said simply. It was much different from not doing his chores, or forgetting to clean up after himself. This was the one thing that Mokuba thought would his brother leave him. "I'm sorry..." he seemed to be apologizing a lot that day.

 

"You haven't done anything wrong." The brunette was once again silent, his thoughts confusing and disorganized then how they usually were, he couldn't make sense of anything anymore. He pulled back from the other, locking his gaze with Mokuba's. "What will prove to you that I'm not going to just abandon you Mokuba?" His tone and look showed he was dead serious.

 

"Nothing Seto...I believe you...I just" He took a deep, shuddering breath, "I just get so worried....I'm so confused Niisama..." He said, looking into the other's eyes, his own were filled with tears. He wished he could take back everything he had said to his older brother.

 

"There's nothing to be worried about." Seto stated calmly. "I can't change that you're confused, since I am myself," He admitted, "but don't worry over nothing." The teen was still wondering if he could somehow prove to the younger, but he didn't know what.

 

He blinked a few times, his crying had stopped, "Niisama...What are you confused about?" He asked, his voice soft. His head tilted to the side slightly, as he looked him in the eyes.

 

"This..." He really wasn't too sure himself, it just... didn't seem quite as wrong as maybe it should? If that even made any sense... Everything was confusing him, the last few days especially; it especially irritated him because he wasn't used to be confused about anything.

 

"My head hurts a lot..." he muttered. Al of the confusion, and the crying hadn't helped very much. "Can I lay down in here?" he asked. He didn't want to go to his own room, He wanted to be as close to Seto as possible

 

"Sure." He replied gently, keeping his eyes on Mokuba for a moment more before getting up and going to his desk, getting to work like he had intended to before this. Perhaps he'd manage to sort out his thoughts later...

 

Mokuba walked over to Seto's bed, and climbed back into it. This was the same bed that had haunted so many of his dreams in the past few months. He shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts, before he slid under the covers. He curled up into a little ball, wanting to disappear. "Niisama...?" His voice was small and quiet.

 

"Hm?" Seto was already typing away, working on one of his newer projects. He didn't bother to stop and turn around, since he was fine with multi-tasking, it didn't hinder either his typing or his attention to what the other said.

 

He looked up slightly, and saw that his brother was busy working already, "Oh... never mind... You're busy." he said and settled himself back down on the bed. He was amazed at how seemingly un-disturbed his brother was about all of this.

 

"Say what you had wanted to." Blue eyes shifted away from the screen over to the bed for a few seconds, before returning to the task at hand- typing not stopping. A part of him was curious to know what Mokuba wanted to say now anyways...

 

He shook his head slightly, "I was just going to ask if you'd lay down with me..." His brother always made him feel safe, and cared about. Besides, he wanted the older's complete attention to talk to him.

 

Seto paused in his typing for a moment before he continued. A few minutes later he stood from his desk and walked back over to his bed, sitting down next the younger. "What did you really want to say, Mokuba?"

 

He looked over at him, "I just wanted to ask...how you feel… about me…" He sighed slightly and turned so he was facing Seto completely, "You still haven't told me, and I need to know." He said, eyes full of confusion.

 

He sighed slightly, "It's confuses me... I thought I knew, but now," Blue eyes locked with Mokuba's, "I'm not so sure.." He knew that wasn't anywhere close to answer of what his little brother was looking for, but it was the truth.

He sighed again "Alright..." He frowned slightly "That's it?" he questioned. He was still hoping his brother might say that he loved him as more then just his brother, but that was highly unlikely Mokuba knew that.

 

The teen leaned back against the headboard, arms crossed over his chest. "For now." Was the simple response that he gave, which would either confuse Mokuba further, or stroke his curiosity into wondering what he meant by that.

 

Mokuba's curiosity was sparked, and he sat up, leaning towards his brother. He looked him in the eyes, as he leaned closer, "For now...?" He said, his head tilting to the side slightly "So that means you haven't made up your mind yet?"

 

A smirk played on his lips, "Maybe." The older Kaiba was curious to know how his sibling would react, since this could go back and forth for a while. Though, what Mokuba said had been accurate, he wanted it to play out this way.

 

His eyes went a little bit wider, "Maybe...?" He moved so he could snuggle against his brother, seemingly in a better mood then before, "And what does it look like you might say?"

 

"Mm.... something." Like that would help any... Why he was acting playful was beyond him, but the want was there, so he would with it for now. He simply blamed this whole thing for his change in mood.

 

The raven-haired one frowned slightly "Niisama! Tell me!" He pleaded. He playfully began to poke at Seto's shoulder. The younger one was determined to get the older to tell him something useful.

 

"Hm... If I did, what would you do?" There was still a playful note in his voice, but his eyes had a serious look to them. The slight smirk was still on his lips, though it was more towards a smile now.

 

Mokuba moved so he could look his brother straight in the face, "It depends on what you tell me." He stated, his voice more serious. He was anxious to hear what his brother would say...

 

He stayed there, remaining silent and seemingly thinking about his response to his brother before he suddenly moved. "Ne, then I suppose I'll leave you here to think while I go continue working." He said, moving to get up and follow what he had said.

 

His face fell, jaw opened slightly, "Niisama!!!' he said angrily, "That isn't fair!" He crossed his arms, glaring at the back of his brother's head. "You shouldn't do things like that!"

 

Seto laughed quietly, regarding his brother with a grin on his lips as he turned around slightly. "Gomen, Mokuba." He touched his cheek gently, "I didn't mean for you to be angry with me."

 

His frown faded, but his eyes were still narrowed, "This isn't something to joke about, Niisama!" He said, his tone more upset than angry. "This is serious..." he muttered.

 

A sigh escaped him, "I know that." He honestly had no idea why he had just done that, it wasn't like him in the least. He wasn't even aware that he could act playful anymore, but this wasn't the time for it.

 

He sighed as well and laid back down on the bed, muttering something before he clearly stated, "Just go back to work." he said and drew the blankets around himself tightly. He thought Seto didn't care about how much this was bothering him,

 

He remained silent, this time actually thinking of how to respond. Mokuba was annoyed with him again, and it was his fault. Sapphire eyes watched the raven haired youth for a moment before Seto moved again, but this time it wasn't to get up. The brunette moved closer to Mokuba, lying down next to him before wrapping an arm around his waist.

 

Mokuba blinked, and he shivered slightly at the unexpected touch, "Niisama...?" he muttered. The raven-haired boy had to admit, it felt wonderful to have Seto's arms around him. He moved back against Seto, trying to get closer to him.

 

Seto didn't say anything, merely pulling the younger closer against his chest. He hoped that this sufficed enough for an answer for the younger... He watched him and had to wonder what he'd respond with.

 

He moved slightly, so he could face the older. He stared into his eyes, looking for some sign of an answer. Was his niisama trying to send him a silent message with this sweet embrace? "Seto...does this mean..." He let his words trail off, wanting to hear Seto say the words.

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