Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Brother's Love ❯ Chapter Seventeen ( Chapter 17 )

Author(s): Anime-Blade and Kikyana
Rate: M
Pairing: Tabloidshipping- Seto x Mokuba
Warnings: yaoi, incest, occ-ness in characters, language.
Disclaimer: We don't own anything except the plot! And all OC's
Status: 17/---
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.

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Chapter Seventeen:

The dream he found himself falling into was anything but peaceful. Another childhood memory? What was going on? This was yet another event that when he was such a small child, didn't seem important.

A small boy with that same wild raven hair, and stormy eyes sat up in his bed in the middle of the night. He had been awoken by the need to use the restroom. He slowly climbed out of bed, and opened his door, stepping out into the hall.

The house was quiet, as it should be in the dead of night. Wait...it was almost quiet.

The small boy heard the vague sound of a shower running, and his head tilted to the side slightly. Who could be taking a shower at such a late hour? He walked down the hall quietly, god forbid something happen and he wake up there adopted father...

He stopped outside of the bathroom, and pressed his ear to the door. Mixed in with the sound of the water, was the sound of crying. Crying? Why would someone cry in the shower? He listened a bit longer, trying to see if he could recognize the person crying, and it struck him, "Niisama?" Even at a young age, Mokuba knew that you just do not walk into the bathroom on people and so he knocked lightly on the door, "Niisama...what's the matter"

The water shut off immediately, and he heard the younger voice of his brother, "Nothing, Mokie...go back to bed..." Then Mokuba heard the shower curtain open, and heard his brother groan loudly in pain, and he remembered, seeing in the corner of his eye, Gozaburo walking from his brother's room...

 

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The raven-haired teenager woke suddenly, sitting up immediately. His breathing was a little heavy, and his eyes wide.

 

Seto had somehow managed to fall asleep a while after his brother. When his brother moved so abruptly though, he was awake himself in seconds. Sapphire blue eyes blinked blearily, taking a moment to fully adjust before they turned to look at the raven haired teen. Seto sat up and stretched, eyes closing briefly before focusing on Mokuba again. A slight frown was on his lips in seconds and he wrapped his arms around his brother's waist. "What's wrong?" He asked quietly.

 

He appeared to not have heard his brother, as he was going over things in his head. His breathing did not change, it stayed just as heavy. What was that? He wondered to himself Niisan...he was in the shower....Gozaburo was coming from his...room...He was an intelligent young man; it took him but a few minutes to put two and two together. He brought a hand up to his mouth, covering it, as tears leaked down his cheeks; he looked back to the older "Oh Niisan..." He practically threw himself at his brother, arms wrapping around him tightly.

 

Blue eyes blinked in surprise, "Mokuba?" He rubbed his back soothingly, trying to calm him down enough that he could speak and explain what had happened. It didn't click that the younger might have remembered something else like he had that morning, the thought hadn't occurred seeing as he was more focused on trying to calm his brother down.

 

It took him a little while, but the tears eventually stopped. Mokuba chastised himself mentally for crying, when it was his brother who had been through the pain, "Oh Seto...I understand...why you couldn't...why you didn't want to....oh Seto…" He buried his head into the older's chest, hating the way he couldn't keep it together!

 

Seto stayed silent, still continuing with trying to calm his brother down. Now he of course knew what had upset the younger. He hugged him tightly, kissing his forehead lightly before gently rocking him, still intent on trying to calm him.

 

His breathing eventually steadied, and he managed to look up at the older, his own face tearstained. "Gomen, Niisan..." He kept his arms tight around the older, "I can't believe it...how anyone could hurt you..." He bit his bottom lip, holding back more tears. He was intent on not letting these ones fall.

 

He sighed quietly before leaning back against the pillows, keeping Mokuba against his chest, "If you want to cry, then cry now..." He murmured quietly, running his fingers through the teen's hair for a few moments before lightly tracing random patterns on his back with his finger tips, barely touching the skin.

 

Mokuba shook his head. No. He. Was. Not. Going. To. Cry! He would be strong for his brother. He took in a few deep breaths, and the need to cry slowly disappeared. He looked at his brother, speechless. He didn't know what to say...What was he supposed to say!? Could he even say anything? Would anything really help?

 

Seto brushed aside a few of the raven bangs that had fallen in front of his brother's stormy eyes. He cupped his cheek lightly, "Calmed down now?" He murmured, switching the caressing Mokuba's cheek with the back of his hand. Of course, he was worried now, but he wouldn't let it show...

 

He nodded slightly. Come on Mokuba...say something useful... He pleaded silently with himself. Say something comforting...god knows how many times he's been there for you. He sighed slightly. He didn't know what to say. He thought maybe bringing up another topic would be easier, but how could he work any sort of topic into the silence. He looked into Seto's eyes; his own had a pleading look in them. He wanted - needed - his brother to say the first words.

 

"We should go shower..." He said quietly, which was true, but he just didn't want to talk about this, and never wanted to. He didn't particularly like dwelling on the past, and would rather suppress it and forget it ever happened. Mokuba of course was the opposite of him, which hadn't ever bothered him before, but now... Seto wasn't even sure he would be able to talk about it, if his breakdown the other day was any indication....

 

Mokuba let a small sigh of relief escape his lips. Thank Kami-sama his brother suggested a shower. The younger nodded slowly, "Hai...a shower....good idea Niisan..." He moved off of the bed and stretched slightly. He wanted to talk about it, but at the same time couldn't think of what to say...

 

Seto stood up, kissed his brother on the shoulder lightly, and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the bathroom. Some part of his mind wondered, as he switched the lights on, if his brother would finally take note to the faint scars that covered his back and chest. True, since he was unnaturally pale already it was hard to tell, but since he knew... He shook his head slightly and turned the shower head on.

 

Mokuba stepped into the shower, allowing the water to wash over him. He stared at the tiles of the shower wall for a good long while, before moving to his brother. He leaned against the older, laying his head on his chest. "I love you..." He felt that his brother needed to be reminded of that again, for some reason...

 

Seto wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him closer. "Aishiteru matta, Mokuba." He murmured quietly and stayed still for a moment, before reaching over for the shampoo. Once he had the cap off he started with Mokuba's hair, since he needed a distraction at the moment.

 

He wasn't really looking for it when he spotted it. A faint mark on his brother's chest. He brought his hand up, and one finger gently traced the thin mark. When he did this, his eyes wandered elsewhere, and he saw many of the same faint marks. Scars. He pulled back slightly, and looked at the older's chest, eyes studying it closely... Why had he never noticed this before?

 

He remained silent as he continued to wash the other's hair, shivering slightly when Mokuba had traced over the scar. His mind immediately told him how he'd received that one- there wasn't a single one he didn't remember having inflicted on him.

 

Mokuba felt his brother's shiver, and he withdrew his hand from the other's chest, "Niisan..."He muttered quietly. Why would anyone want to hurt Seto...he had never done anything wrong...why did he get punished so..? Mokuba felt a few tears streak down his cheeks...Why couldn't it have been me...

 

Seto tilted his chin up to meet his eyes, "Don't let it bother you..." He murmured quietly. It was odd though, that he had touched that particular one, since he had gotten it in Mokuba's place... His little brother had left his toys in the hall again, but he hadn't seen them in time, not before he had at least.

 

"H-how can I not..." What a foolish request of his brother! Telling him to not let it bother him, that was impossible! Mokuba had no idea that Seto took his punishments for him when they had grown up. All Mokuba really remembered was that he had only ever been yelled at..."He never struck me...why did he hurt you so bad...it's not fair to you..."

 

"I didn't want you to get hurt..." He answered sadly, before working on rinsing the shampoo from the younger's hair. The one thing he had stood up to Gozaburo about- that his brother was never to be touched...

 

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"It's not his fault! He merely forgot!" Blue eyes looked up angrily at the man he now had to call his step-father, he was trying to remind himself that this was for Mokuba's own good, that this was the only way to give him a good life. Seto felt his cheek stinging seconds later, though he had expected something of the sort. "You should have reminded him then, boy, and to make sure it doesn't happen again-"

"Don't you dare touch him! He's mine! I'm the one who wanted him; you couldn't have cared less... So don't even think of even giving him a second look." Seto muttered darkly, glaring furiously at the man in front of him. Moments later he felt hands around his neck, forcing the air from his lungs. "I suppose then, you'll be taking his place in receiving punishments?" The ten year old merely glared at him, and his look was taken as a yes...

 

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Seto shook his head slightly and sighed, pushing the memory aside for now.

 

His eyes widened slightly "y-you...." He had to steady himself, "You went through that...for me...? To protect me?" If that was true, then it was his entire fault...

 

"Not only because of you. He found every little excuse possible. It was mostly because of my studies and that I never had any time to sleep. If I did fall asleep, and didn't show up for a lesson, then he'd rant about how ungrateful I was and all..." He was amazed he had managed to say all that- or anything for that matter.

 

"Oh Niisan..." He bit his lip, not able to look at him, "You got a lot of meaningless beatings then..." he moved back from his brother, and leaned against the shower wall, he felt guilty about it. He had to tell his brother... "A lot of the time...I knew what I was doing was wrong...I did it anyway...Gozaburo never did anything to me...All he ever did was yell at me, if that...I thought I could get away with everything, so I did everything...I didn't know that you were suffering because of it..."

 

Seto gave his brother another sad smile before moving closer and pulling him against his chest. "You think I didn't know that? I knew you so well then... I knew you would do that, even before you started it. When I agreed to take your place, don't think I didn't know what I was agreeing to." He said quietly. Talking about this was still fine, he was wondering how he was able to keep himself together, but it really didn't bother him that much... He had a feeling his brother would be asking about that though, since he was talking now.

 

"Seto...if only you had told me...I wouldn't have been such a reckless child...You could have been spared many of these scars..." he ran a finger over another scar. He found himself wondering how each of them came to be, and then he began to wonder about the other thing, he wanted to ask, but he didn't want his brother to close up again. Whether Seto liked it or not, His walls needed to come down...

 

Seto sighed, "Let's finish showering first..." His mind vaguely reminded him that he had said he wouldn't talk to Mokuba about this until they got home- did it really matter though if he already knew? Seto pulled the younger away from the wall, moving him back under the running water and once again rinsing his hair.

 

He nodded slightly, and his eyes slipped closed as his brother's gentle fingers ran through his hair, rinsing the shampoo from it. Gentle...his brother was always so gentle with him. He still couldn't even begin to imagine why anyone would want to hurt him…Mokuba found himself thinking that Gozaburo was lucky to already be dead...or Mokuba would have killed him after finding this out...

 

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It was roughly ten minutes later that Seto turned the shower head off and stepped out, retrieving a towel for himself- which he wrapped around his waist immediately -and one for Mokuba, which he handed to him.

 

He sighed slightly and dried himself off. He flipped over his long hair, and wrapped it up securely in the towel. He grabbed another from the shelf, and wrapped it around his waist. "Do you have to do work stuff now?" he questioned.

 

"I can do it tomorrow." He replied simply, grabbing another towel to wrap around his shoulders. Blue eyes glanced in the mirror and a slight frown cam to his lips as he saw how long his hair had gotten in the back again. Shaking his head slightly, Seto wrapped an arm around his brother before pulling him over to the bed.

 

Mokuba stared at his brother, watching him intently. He still feared that the older might all of a sudden turn hysterical on him again. He sat down on the bed, eyes not moving from his brother's beautiful features, "I love you..." he whispered.

 

Seto removed the towel from his shoulders, laying it out on the bed as he lay down again. Blue eyes stayed focused on the teen while he remained quiet for a moment before speaking. "What do you want to know?" He asked quietly.

 

He thought about it for a few moments, his eyes still not leaving the other, "Everything...Anything you can tell me...I want to know..." He said and grabbed one of Seto's hands, lacing there fingers together.

 

Seto sighed, "A little more precise Mokuba, I'm not about to go through five years right this minute." His gaze strayed from his brother to their entwined hands. There wasn't anything you didn't remember- if he tried hard enough he could most likely recall every single minute of those five years once they had been adopted.

 

"Alright..." He thought about it for a few moments. He leaned against his brother slightly, head resting on the older's shoulder, "Was it supposed to be a punishment when he first did it? How many times did he do it...?" He wasn't exactly sure what he wanted to know, that was the only thing he could think of at the moment...

 

"First did what?" He asked quietly, wrapping an arm around the other's waist lightly. He was trying not to think of his answers, and instead focus on Mokuba, that though was a little on the hard side...

 

Mokuba swallowed hard. He had hoped the other would have understood what he was trying to ask; "When he...raped you..." his voice was quiet. He didn't want to say the wrong thing...

 

"It was meant to be a punishment... And I… don't know how many times… exactly..." That was the one thing that always bothered him, since at times he wasn't sure if he'd been dreaming it, or if he had really been forced again…

 

He nodded, more hate for that sick monster welling up in him then it ever had before. He shifted slightly, and held on to the older. "Can we...talk about this later? I just want to be near you right now..." He couldn't help but think that, what if something he had done resulted in his brother being raped...He closed his eyes, hating himself once again.

 

"It wasn't your fault, if you're wondering..." The first time may have been punishment, but the other times... He couldn't remember there being reasons behind it. Seto lightly kissed his forehead before pulling him closer once again.

 

Mokuba nodded slightly, "Now I understand why you got so angry at what I said yesterday..." It was understandable...Seto had put himself through hell to keep all pain away from the younger while they were growing up...and then to have that same person, whom he protected, ask to be hurt by him...of course he deserved to be yelled at.

 

Seto merely nodded slightly before grabbing the blankets and pulling them over their semi-naked forms. The room felt oddly cold all of a sudden... "Can we talk about this now...? I-" He didn't want to say 'I won't be able to later'... "I have to work later..."

 

Mokuba thought about it for a few more moments, "Gomen. Niisan...but there's nothing more I want to ask...was there something you wanted to talk to me about?" he questioned.

 

Seto shook his head without even giving it a second thought. He was slightly surprised Mokuba hadn't asked what the supposed punishment had been for. "Why don't we try to get a few more hours of sleep in?"

 

He nodded, "You go ahead, you need them...I can't sleep right now..." He said and removed the towel from his head, his hair almost completely dry now, "I'll watch you sleep for a change..."

 

Seto merely nodded slightly, keeping his gaze on the younger for a moment more before letting his slip shut finally. A few more hours of rest sounded exceptionally good to him at the moment...

 

He smiled slightly, watching his brother. He couldn't help but reach out and run a hand through the other's soft brown hair, "Oh wait...." He hoped his brother was still awake, "That punishment....did it have anything to do with me?" He just wanted to make sure...

 

"I already said it didn't..." He murmured quietly, not bothering to open his eyes as he spoke. Seto shifted slightly closer to his brother, his hold on him tightening ever so slightly.

 

He nodded, "I just had to be sure..." He wanted to let his brother sleep, but now his curiosity was sparked, "Well...what was it about?" He questioned, watching his brother.

 

"I wasn't supposed to make friends... Our bond was tolerated because we were brothers, though it was a very thin line..." He replied, once again silently since he really was starting to doze now.

 

No wonder he pushes everybody away...He held onto his brother tightly, "Alright...I'll let you go to sleep now, Niisan..." He placed one delicate kiss on the top of the older's head, "Aishiteru...."he whispered.

 

Seto was already asleep, not even having realized himself just how exhausted he still was. One of his last thoughts was silent plea to not have a trip down memory lane while he slept...

 

Despite what the younger had said before, he was still very tired. He yawned slightly as he watched his brother. His eyes slowly slipped closed, and he could feel the deep black darkness of sleep tugging at him, and finally, he was pulled into a much appreciated dreamless-sleep.

 

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"Hi!" Sapphire blue eyes blinked in surprise when curious blue orbs locked with his. "Hello..." He replied wearily. The cheerful girl in front of him giggled, white-blonde hair fanning out behind her as she moved. "You're Kaiba Seto, yes? I'm Janice Besher, but you can call me Jana if you want!" The brunette haired boy blinked again, unsure what to make of the rather... hyper girl in front of him now. He nodded weakly in response, though really just wanted her to leave... Where was her accent from? It didn't seem familiar to him... "Did you notice that we're the only kids here? I made sure too- I thought I was the only one!" Seto shrugged slightly, "It's not as if we're meant to have fun or anything..." He replied simply. Janice seemed delighted that he had actually spoken and grabbed his hand, "Of course we can have fun, silly! That's why I'm here~" She announced happily, pulling him along after her as she skipped to where ever it was he was being dragged to...

 

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Review responses

First the reviews for chapter fifteen, and then the one's for sixteen.

Afiong Bassey- Miyuki is just another one of my little characters. She only plays a part in annoying the hell out of Seto and nothing more. I doubt she'll be seen again in this story, though it is possible she'll be seen in other's… (I actually made her up on the spot, since I had the idea and had no character to use when that part was roleplayed, lol.) As for why she dislikes Seto- erm… at what point did it seem like that? She was hitting on him, lol.
MalfoyRocks- Glad you liked it.
Kikumaru-twin- Hai, two! Lol.

Mandy925892002- The pool scene is a favourite for both myself and Kikyana, though I really like any part in which Seto is acting playful, lol.
Victoria- Aw… I just wait for e-mail's saying the stories been updated since I have everything on story update, lol.
Pharaohs Little Sister- Well, no more need for waiting.
Koi-Bara- You know, I still have yet to give a proper name type as to what your reviews are… For the most part though, the last few one's have had me laughing my ass off, lol.
Afiong Bassey- Eh… What exactly needs to be explained? Oo;
Kikumaru-twin- The shortest review yet! Lol.
MalfoyRocks- Hehe, lol. And no, there will be no killing of Miyuki, I kinda think she's funny, heh.
sealplay- I hadn't thought about that… `toy', it was Kikyana's idea- I had something else a bit different in mind… Hehe.

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