Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Brother's Love ❯ Chapter Five ( Chapter 5 )

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: 5/---

A/N: This is a roleplay-turned-fanfiction between my friend and I. It starts out with Mokuba and from there will alternate between the two, gomen if it gets confusing.

Warning: Language, partial lemon

 

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Chapter Five:

 

It had been a little over three years since the Kaiba brothers had first admitted that they had feelings for each other. Mokuba had grown quite splendidly. His figure was lean, and had a bit of a feminine curve to it. His love of playing soccer had helped to keep him in good physical condition. His hair was roughly the same length as it had been, though it became a little less wild. He was now a freshman in high school. Naturally, with his wealth and good-looks, many other guys and girls hit on him, though he took no interest in any of them. No, his heart still belonged to his older brother.

He stepped out of the school building as the bell rang loudly, releasing the students from classes for the weekend. Mokuba hadn't taken to high school life all too well, he had few true friends, the majority of people though at school tried to use him for his money and connections.

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Sapphire blue eyes glanced over the edge of tinted glasses, scanning the crowd of teenagers. It didn't seem anything had changed really from when he'd been attending the High School. The guys were still idiots, but the ladies were more flirtatious then he remembered... But where was the raven haired teen he was looking for?

He risked walking away from the silver sports car he had been leaning back against, glaring at any who dared even look at him. It couldn't be his car that was getting everyone's attention, but then what was?

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He stretched his arms up to the sky; it was quite a lovely day out. He was about to begin to walk down the stairs, when someone did just that for him. He felt himself being pushed and he tripped over a few stairs, falling to his hands and knees at the bottom of them. He was thankful that there hadn't been too many.

The boy who had pushed him, a senior, walked down the steps with a few of his friends, and they surrounded Mokuba. "Look here fella's, Kaiba Seto's little lap-dog tripped."

Mokuba glared, looking up at him, “Zakkenayo Itsuki, he's my brother, I am not his lap-dog!" he growled out, before getting to his feet. His pants were torn, revealing that his knees were bleeding.

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Seto turned his gaze, "Nande?" He murmured quietly, walking silently over towards the front of the school. His curiosity was flared by the growing crowd, and if Mokuba wasn't still in the building, or was near the steps, he would simply wait at the car for him. Of course, when he heard the words exchanged, his eyes flashed with anger. "Itsuki, is it?" Kaiba removed his glasses, slipping them into his pocket. "Mind leaving my brother the hell alone, kusottare."

 

Itsuki turned around and saw the older Kaiba "Oh fuck...." he muttered under his breath. He looked like he was scared beyond belief, but he tried to play it off "Come on guys." he said to his group. He began to walk away, before shooting a glare back to Mokuba "Next time your boyfriend won't be there to save you." he said harshly and walked off with the rest of his group.

Mokuba growled slightly, glaring after them. He then looked up at Seto, the glare only easing slightly "You didn't have to do that," his tone was annoyed and angry, "Do you have any idea how much crap I'm going to get on Monday now?"

In Language Arts a few months ago, one of their assignments had been to write a poem, and Mokuba had written one about his brother. It was naturally a love poem. He never had any intention to turn that one in, and he wrote another to turn in. But in a rush that morning, he accidentally handed in the wrong paper. It was signed anonymous, which Mokuba was grateful for, but everyone figured it was Mokuba's, and now he got teased for it constantly. He was glad that all of it was just speculation if anything...No one had any real proof of their relationship.

 

Kaiba shrugged, taking his glasses out again, "Then next time I won't say anything and let you get out numbered, sound fair?" He had already started walking back towards his car, knowing Mokuba would follow after a moment. Why did the other even bother with this? Or did he still want a social life? He wasn't one to understand, since no one besides Yuugi-tachi had ever tried to speak with him while he was in school, and then he had dropped out anyway.

 

Mokuba sighed slightly and picked his bag up off of the ground, and followed after him. "Gomen nasai, niisan." He said lightly. Now that he was older, he had stopped using the suffix `sama'; it was just too formal for their relationship. "I should have thanked you instead of getting angry with you..."

 

"Hn... Why do even still come here? I couldn't stand even a few month of this place..." Seto muttered, taking his keys out of pocket. "What's the point?" He had been asking him that since his first day of High School, he had yet to receive an answer that satisfied, though it was rare one would.

 

He sighed slightly and waited for Seto to unlock the car, "I want to be educated..." he lied. School work was easy for him, he was already well-educated. He wanted to have friends, which didn't seem to be happening for him at the moment, but he refused to stop trying. He was just like any other teenager. He wanted a group of friends that he could go to parties with; he wanted someone to sit and eat lunch with, and someone to talk on the phone with. But none of that was happening for him...maybe Seto was right, maybe it was pointless.

 

"Educated? Have they gotten decent teachers here then? You should be able to do what ever they assign while half asleep." This had happened on occasion for him when he'd stayed up through the night to finish something. He had never had any point to attending a public school, except he had wanted a change... He shook his head slightly and unlocked the car, slipping into the driver's seat.

 

Mokuba climbed into the passengers side, and he nodded slightly "The work is very easy..." he admitted. He felt tears sting his eyes as he thought about the fact that he didn't have any friends really. He hated watching everyone chatting in the hallway, talking about trips to the mall and amusement parks. He just wanted that. He climbed over the seat, and got into the backseat. Mokuba reached up and grabbed Seto's shirt, trying to pull him back as well. "Please Seto..." he pleaded, looking at him. Kissing his brother always made him feel better, and right now, he needed to feel better.

 

Blue eyes blinked in surprise from behind the tinted lenses, "Mokuba..." True, the windows were tinted so no one would see, but... Seto removed his glasses once again, setting them down on the dashboard, before turning back to face his brother. He leaned closer to the other, tilting his chin up slightly with one hand before pressing his lips against Mokuba's.

 

He returned the kiss gratefully, his arms slipping around Seto's neck. His eyes slipped closed and he brought himself to lean more against his brother. After a little while he broke the kiss, "I love you, niisan."

 

He stayed silent, merely moving so he could pull him closer. That was one thing that hadn't changed- he still didn't say it. It was a few moments more before he let go of him and pulled away, "We need to get home." Seto stated simply.

 

Mokuba frowned, and he sat back against the seat, not bothering to move back up to the passenger seat "Fine." he said, his voice flat. Was it so wrong to just want to hear the words from Seto? If Seto really loved him, wouldn't he have told him by now? Mokuba crossed his arms and he looked at the back of his brother's seat, "Why haven't we had sex yet?" he asked simply. He was 15 now, and he'd of course had sexual education classes.

 

"Why are you still going to this school?" And where the hell had that question come from? Sometimes Mokuba said the most unexpected things to him... Truthfully, he wasn't sure why, though he didn't really think about it either. Sure, if things started to get a bit heated up with the younger, the thought had crossed his mind dozens of times, but... Where the hell had that just come from?

 

He ignored the school question, tired of having to lie about it, "Sex is the ultimate expression of love...you won't have sex with me," he took a deep breath, "You don't tell me you love me..." He sighed heavily "I don't think you even do anymore..."

 

"So we're back to this again?" Seto murmured quietly, voice calm, but he was far from being so. "And if I sleep with you, will it finally click in your head that I do? Will that get rid of the doubt you still have?" He kept his tone fairly level, annoyance and anger managing to seep through at the end though.

 

Mokuba looked down at that. No, that wasn't what he wanted...he wanted Seto to want it. The way his brother made it sound, he didn't want it at all, "Why can't you just say it...if you loved me you'd be able to say it." He was trying to keep his voice calm, but he couldn't help it when his voice cracked.

 

"You know perfectly well it isn't that simple." He answered, starting the engine up and pulling out of the parking lot. Blue eyes glanced in the review mirror before turning back to the road. Why was it so important for him to say it, when his brother knew how difficult it was for him to express himself in general?

 

"Seto..." he gulped slightly, "I...I don't think..." He couldn't bring himself to say it, mainly because he didn't want to say it, but he needed to. This relationship was beginning to take too much out of him; he wanted, no, he needed something more.

 

Kaiba focused on simply driving, he didn't want this conversation, especially when only half of his attention was focused on it. He didn't need get them in a crash on top of things. Silence reigned until the other would say something, since he didn't plan on doing so.

 

Mokuba tried to calm himself the best he could. Tears leaked from his beautiful storm gray eyes, "I don't think....that we should continue our....relationship." his voice was small and quiet. He looked back to the floor, waiting to hear what Seto's response would be.

 

He pulled over, yells and shouts out of open windows being heard by others driving. The brunette killed the ignition, the keys dropping to the floor as he took them out of the ignition. He kept himself collected, seemingly. His breathing was shaken and sapphire eyes fought against tears. Seto was silent for a few moments, forcing away the tears, taking on a look of indifference. "Fine."

 

Mokuba's eyes went wide, and his tears flowed more steadily down his cheeks. 'Fine' that's all his brother had to say about this, just 'fine'. "That's it?!" He asked, his voice angry, "You're just going to give up that easily!? How could you sit there and even act like you ever loved me, you lying fuck! I hate you!" He yelled.

 

"What the hell am I supposed to say to you? Nothing is ever good enough for you!" He said icily. "You always said you'd do anything, that you only wanted me to be happy. Shit all, Mokuba, that's what you did! Body, mind, and soul... I gave up everything for you! I went through five years of hell to keep you alive and this is what I get from you?! I screwed up my life to give you one, and you sit there complaining that I can't be fucking compassionate enough to tell you that I love you!?" Kaiba eyes blazed with ice cold fury, his entire form shaking with rage and pent up emotions. "How the hell do you expect me to react?"

 

Hid expression faltered and he put his head in his hands, his sobs growing in volume "I'm so-orry..." he said in between his cries, "It ju-ust seems li-ike sometimes...yo-ou don't even c-care...I kno-ow I'm being selfi-ish..." He couldn't control his tears, "I just...lo-ove you…so-o much..."

 

He didn't move for a moment, calming himself down before moving into the back of the car next to his brother. The older Kaiba wrapped his arms around him, pulling him tightly against his chest. "I know.... I know, I know..." Tears were streaking his cheeks now as well, though at this point he really didn't care about something so minor.

 

Mokuba immediately clung to his brother, "Seto" he wailed, his tears quickly soaking through the older Kaiba's shirt. He buried his face against Seto's shoulder as much as he could, "I'm so sorry...I should have never said that...I know how much you gave up for me...I'm just a selfish twit."

 

"Shh... No more talking..." Seto pulled him onto his lap, arms encircling his waist, keeping Mokuba close against his chest. He kissed the others tears away, something so cliché, he never thought he'd ever do it, yet he found himself doing exactly that.

 

He looked up at him, staying silent as Seto had said to do so. He reached up, and wiped away a few of his brother's stray tears. He couldn't remember ever seeing his older brother cry, but he didn't say anything about it.

 

He touched his forehead against Mokuba's, eyes closing for a moment. They couldn't loose what they had, or it would destroy them both, not to mention it would be worse then a normal relationship since they lived in the same house. Blue eyes opened again, watching the raven haired teen for a brief moment before crushing their lips together.

 

More tears fell from his eyes as he pushed his own lips back against the kiss. He brought his legs to rest on either side of Seto's lap. His hands moved up and cupped either side of Seto's face, as they shared one of their most intense kisses ever.

 

One hand rested on the ebony haired teens hips, the other resting on the back of his neck, Seto trying to deepen their kiss further. His tongue ran along Mokuba's lower lip, silently requesting access.

 

The younger granted his brother's want, opening his mouth to allow the older's tongue room enough to slip in. His hands ran up his brother's chest, before wrapping back around the other's neck.

 

He re-explored the younger one's mouth, needing this now, as the other had needed to kiss him before. One hand slipped under Mokuba's shirt, tracing his back lazily, and not at all like the near desperate kiss they were still locked in.

 

He needed this as well, every second confirmed the love they shared more and more. He pressed his tongue against Seto's, twining them together in a passionate dance. Not even thinking about it, he ground his hips against the older.

 

A groan caught in his throat at the feeling of the other grinding against him. Moving his hands to rest on Mokuba's hips, he encouraged the action, while still giving his brothers' mouth attention with his tongue.

 

He pulled back from the kiss, taking in a sharp breath. He could feel his erection growing and he bit his lip slightly. He didn't want his first time to be in a car... "Seto..." his voice was harsh, and desperate. He climbed out of his lap, "Drive home..."

 

Blue eyes closed for a moment as the elder brother tried to calm his breathing, once somewhat satisfied that he would be able to think clearly enough to do the task of getting them home, he went back into the front. He shifted uncomfortably as he searched for his keys, a sigh escaping his lips when he found them and started the ignition once again.

 

He leaned back against the seat. He watched his brother, hungrily. Mokuba had never felt so desperate before. This was going to be his first time, and he found himself wondering if it would be Seto's. "Hurry..." he pleaded.

 

Seto glanced back in the rearview mirror, quickly changing his gaze back to the door lest he instead focus on his brother and not his driving. In his opinion, and he was fairly sure in Mokuba's opinion as well, the drive home took too many minutes away from them. Seto made a mental note not to ever kiss the teen again unless they were at home, lest this happen again to them.

 

He couldn't stop the low whine that escaped his lips. He found himself hating speed limits now. He grabbed the door handle excitedly when he spotted the mansion quickly approaching.

 

Seto couldn't help the slight grin on his lips, "Planning on jumping out?" He asked, glancing back at him for brief seconds, anymore and they'd have a problem.

 

He smirked slightly "If I have to." his voice was low, and sort of seductive. He himself had no idea he could speak that way. As they turned into the driveway, he couldn't suppress a low moan, just thinking about finally having his brother. He knew that Seto had wanted this for even longer then he had. Now he understood what his brother hadn't wanted to tell him about all those years back.

 

Seto nearly left the keys still in the ignition as he opened the car door, quickly closing it behind him. Somehow, they still had to manage to get upstairs, which meant they would both have to keep from touching the other lest one of the maids catch them- wouldn't that be fun explaining...

 

Mokuba had no where near the amount of control his brother had. As soon as he was out of the car, he couldn't keep his hands off his brother. He walked up behind him and placed his arms around him, hands moving from his chest, to his stomach, and lower...

 

"Mokuba!" He hissed, turning around to face him, "Not yet..." He whispered into his ear, licking the lobe teasingly before turning from him and heading for the front door. Seto was amazed he had any control left himself, but luckily he did, and hopefully his brother would find some as well.

 

He shivered at that action "Seto!" If his brother did things like that, he wouldn't be able to keep any little control he did have. He followed after his brother, and couldn't help but pinch his butt a few times.

 

He pinned him against the front door, "You're going to have to stop that until we're upstairs..." Seto unlocked the door with one hand, the other running down the inside of Mokuba's thighs. Grinning, he quickly slipped in when he opened the door, taking his jacket off as he walked over towards the stairs.

 

The younger whined pathetically, damn his brother! He had such control over himself. He couldn't believe how aroused his brother had made him. He quickly walked to the stairs, going up them two at a time. "Your room." he said. Whenever he had fantasies and dreams, they always took place in Seto's bed.

 

Seto made sure to now stay behind the younger, returning the action his brother had done to him. The closer to his room they got, the more his control slipped and ran away, much like his mind already had done.

 

He couldn't help but moan slightly at that action, and he shot back a look that said 'you will pay'. He smirked wickedly when he reached their destination, and he pulled the door open quickly.

 

Once he was in the room the door closed almost instantly. Blue eyes watched the raven haired male with longing playing in the ocean depths. There was still a slight grin on his lips as his mind toyed with the idea of what to do with the one in front him.

 

He immediately grabbed Seto's shirt, and pulled him into a deep kiss. He moved backwards, pulling his brother with him until he reached the bed. He was glad he had watched those movies that he wasn't supposed to...or else he probably would have no idea what to do.

 

His hands had snaked under the other's shirt, tugging it up and over Mokuba's head before tossing it aside. Breaking away from their kiss, he moved his mouth to the teen's chest, hands sliding down to rest on his hips.

 

He moaned slightly. His own hands coming to rest on Seto's shoulders, and he pulled him down to the bed. Mokuba lay back, bringing his brother on top of him. It felt so good to have Seto over him like that, kissing his bare chest. This was more then he could have ever imagined.

 

His mouth was accompanied by his tongue as he left a heated trail going down Mokuba's chest, ending when he came upon the others pants. Instead of removing them, as part of him wanted to, Seto moved back up to kiss along his brother's neck.

 

He whined slightly, his pants were restricting, and he had expected Seto to remove them. He tilted his head back, exposing more of his neck to his brother. "Mm… niisan...." He lifted his hips slightly, pushing his hardness against the older.

 

He pushed the others hips down, keeping them pinned. The brunette was still teasing him, pay back for earlier. Seto pulled back after a moment, blue eyes focused on the flushed body beneath him.

 

He whined again, loathing the way his brother was toying with me. "Please..." he pleaded. He tried to move his hips again, but found they were pinned down. He tried to put on the most innocent, yet seductive, look he could.

 

He released the others hips, caressing the teen through the fabric of his pants before unbuttoning them, pulling the zipper down at a teasing pace. Removing Mokuba's pants entirely was another slow process before he finally tossed those aside as well, leaving the raven haired teen in nothing but his boxer's (since he'd taken his shoe's and socks off before being able to remove his pants).

 

He moaned out, back arching at the slight touch. His breathing was harsh as he lifted his hips again. He wanted his brother, no, he needed his brother. "I love you..." he whispered, breathlessly.

 

He moved back over him, kissing his neck before breathing into the other's ear. "Aishiteru..." He whispered, staying still for a moment before grinning as he slipped a hand down the teens boxer's, caressing his thighs.

 

His eyes went wide. Finally, his brother had spoken the words. It was the most beautiful thing he thought he had ever heard. As he felt Seto's hand slip down into his boxers he moaned, and the whined slightly when Seto didn't immediately grab him.

 

"While you're nearly naked," He brushed his fingers ever so lightly against Mokuba's arousal, "I'm still fully dressed... I better not be the only one to see the problem with that." He said, tugging at the teens boxers.

 

He felt dazed, as he sat up and grabbed the bottom of Seto's shirt. He felt bad for not even thinking about his brother's needs. "Gomen" he muttered as he began to gently pull Seto's shirt away.

 

"Don't apologize," Seto murmured, tilting Mokuba's chin up slightly, "since there isn't a reason." He undid his belt and tossed it aside, watching as his brother remove his shirt.

 

He nodded, still in a daze. "I love you" he repeated, hoping that maybe he could get his brother to say the beautiful words again. He moved his hands to Seto's pants, and unbuttoned them, slowly. The realization of what was happening was finally beginning to sink in...

 

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Review responses

 

Egyptianprincess1691- Yes! He admitted his feelings! He's not entirely impossible!

Kelly- I know how that is, tis' annoying when it says it don't go through… Ah well, hope you enjoyed the chapter!

MalfoyRocks- I actually don't like the way I have Seto acting in this- still a bit too ooc… Then again, Kikyana didn't make Mokie in charie either, lol.

Afiong Bassey- Well, no, it wouldn't be like that… Their age difference is only five years, not fifteen Oo;

RainOwl- Age problem, no more! Lol.

gamergirl8901- Yes, yes he does ask too many questions… And as Seto said, it's not the age, per say, that matters, it's the fact that Mokuba's body is still too small for those things. Though, that problem has now been fixed!

 

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