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Azizi	By : NihilEtNemo Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2066 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Seto shook his head, trying to make the images of himself
being so cruel to his beloved brother leave his mind. It refused to work. He
just saw himself hurting him... beating him, and worse...

So now do you
understand why I have done what I've done? I'm protecting you...He'll do it to
you one day as well...
"No! Seto wouldn't...He wouldn't hurt me like
that...Niisama loves me!" Mokuba looked around the room,
"Niisama!" He called out, "Niisaamaa!!"
Don't call for him, he
won't help you...He doesn't need you...he doesn't need anybody....you're
expendable
"No, no, no, no!! Go away!!"

Seto looked up... Mokuba was calling for him... how could he
go to him? After what he'd remembered? As much as he'd always denied it to
Yugi... now, more than anything else, he wished he could pretend that it wasn't
real... but it was... He dropped his head without moving. He couldn't ever face
him again...

"I need you, Niisama! Please! Please don't leave me
alone! I'm scared!! He's scaring me...He won't leave me alone, Niisama please!!"
He rocked back and forth on the bed.
I told you he doesn't
care about you... you're nothing but a tool for him...something he can use, and
then dispose at any time...
"Please Niisama! Don't worry! I don't believe him!! I
know you love me!"

Seto looked up. He couldn't just ignore his brother's
cries... He was still wet and wearing only a towel as he sat on the bed and
wrapped his arms around Mokuba. "I'm so sorry..." he whispered.

Mokuba shook his head and nuzzled his face against Seto's
chest "No! Don't apologize! He tried to show me lies about you....But I
didn't believe any of them! I know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me! Please
Niisama...Make him go away...."

Seto shook his head, but held him tightly. "I can't.
They weren't lies. They were real. I did all that..."

"No no no no no. No no no no no! NO!" He pulled
away from Seto, and looked at him, tears streaming down his cheeks, "How
could you do that to me!?" He coughed, and fisted the bed sheets into his
hands, "I thought you cared about me! You're a liar! A liar!"

Seto dropped his head, his arms falling to his sides.
"Mokuba.. I can't excuse it... I'm sorry. I deserve it, all of it. I love
you... What do you want me to do?" He had to make it up to him, some how.

He put his hands over his ears, and shook his head rapidly
"No no no! Don't lie to me anymore!!" He looked down at the
bedsheets, and just stared at them for a good ten seconds, completely still,
and then suddenly, he pounced on Seto. "Damn you Seth!!" He cried
out, as he began to swing wildly at him. " I didn't ask for much!" he
growled out, and punched him again, "I tried to be your friend! I wanted
you o be happy!" Another fist connected. "Damn it all Seth! I even
loved you! And none of that meant anything to you! You had your way with me and
threw me in the trash the next day. I am a human fucking being Seth!" He
punched Seto again, "I deserve fucking better then that!! What the hell
did I ever do to you!?"

Seto started to cover his head defensively, but his hands
just fell away. "I know..." he said. "I know... I'm sorry... I
know..." His body shook slightly as tears trickled from his eyes. "I
know... I..."

After a few more swings, he calmed down and stared down at
Seto with cold eyes, "Why, Seth...Why did you do this to me...?" he
asked, tears in his eyes.

Seto's eyes were shut, and he just laid there. "I loved
you..." he said quietly. "I couldn't... couldn't face it..."

"You bastard!" He cried out, and swung at him
again, "You ruined my life! I wish I had never fucking met you!"

Seto just turned his face away, crying. He knew it was
true...

"Was I so repulsive that at the thought of loving me
you had to beat me!? You say you couldn't face it. I'll never believe it. You
really are a cold heartless bastard! You could never love anyone but
yourself." He said angrily and moved away from Seto, "You are the
only person I have ever hated so much..."

Seto sat up and held his head in his hands. "I'm
sorry... I'm so sorry... I never loved anyone else... I didn't want to love
anyone... I only wanted to be alone, and then you came along... and...
and..." he choked a little on his tears.

"Shut up! No more lies!" He yelled, not even
looking at Seto. "A person who did what you did, isn't capable of loving someone..."

Seto just let his head fall further toward his chest. "You�re
right..."

Mokuba stood from the bed, and left the room silently. He
walked down the hallway and to his own room, where he allowed himself to
collapse onto the bed. He closed his eyes tightly, and forced himself to sleep.

Seto didn't sleep. Mokuba was right about everything...
everything. He was a terrible person... trying to love people just hurt them...
He only ruined everything he touched, always had, always would. And the poor
boy he'd ruined had been reborn as his brother, so that he could get his
revenge. He deserved it. All of it. He deserved anything he wanted.

About an hour or so later, Mokuba awoke. He rubbed his
forehead lightly, his head was pounding. He realized that he was now in his
room, and he had to talk to Seto...He stood from his bed, and walked down the
hall.

Seto was sitting in his bathroom, at the edge of the large
bathtub, with his knife, a few hesitation marks already there, preparing to
take the final cut. He couldn't handle this. Mokuba deserved retribution, but
he couldn't live with himself, knowing what he'd done... he'd hurt him so
badly...

Mokuba stepped into Seto's room, and looked around. His
brother was nowhere to be seen. "Niisama?" He called out, "Are
you in the bathroom?" His voice was weak, and hoarse, from screaming.

Seto looked up. He could never forgive himself if Mokuba had
to watch him die... He dropped the knife into the tub with a sigh of defeat. It
clattered toward the drain. "Yes..." he said.

"I want to talk to you..." He said, leaning
against the wall near the door. "I don't hate you..."

"You should," he said wearily. "You should...
God, Mokuba... I'm so sorry..."

"I know you are, Niisama...but I also know that it
wasn't you...well...it wasn't technically you..." He sighed heavily, and
slid down so he was seated on the floor, "You've never done anything to
hurt me...and I know you wouldn't..."

He shook his head. "I wouldn't," he said firmly.
"But I deserve whatever you give me, because I did so much worse.."
The memories were blurring into his life... as though he were both people at
once. At least Mokuba had two separate personalities.

"Niisama, please...I don't want to hurt you anymore...I
can't control him though...He doesn't believe that you won't hurt me..."
He ran a hand through his hair, "There's only one thing I can think of to
do to get rid of him, so he can never hurt you again...You don't deserve any of
this...It wasn't you..."

Seto just shook his head; he didn't believe Mokuba. "What
can you think of?" he asked, though.

"The only way to get rid of him, is to get rid of
me..." Mokuba could feel tears stinging his eyes again, "If I'm not
alive...he'll have to die as well..."

Seto looked up at Mokuba and shook his head almost
violently, pulling him down into his lap, forgetting about the cuts on his
wrist. "No, Mokuba. No, never. I won't ever hurt you like that, never
again. I can't... I've already done more than enough..." He kissed
Mokuba's forehead and buried his face in his hair.

Mokuba shook his head slightly, "I'm afraid I'll hurt
you again, niisama...You don't have to do anything...I'll do it...I just want
to protect you..." He muttered.

Seto refused to let him go. "No, Mokuba. I won't let
you. Letting you hurt yourself would still be hurting you..."

He sighed heavily, "But if I continue to hurt you...It
will hurt me too...I can't live like this anymore...It needs to end..."

Seto nodded. "I don't know what to do," he admitted.
"I won't hurt you. I won't let you hurt yourself... I don't want to lose
you." The last part was a quiet admittance.

"If only I could make him understand that you won't
hurt me...." he muttered, nuzzling against Seto. "Please Niisama, if
he does hurt you again...just remember that it isn't me, and that I love
you..."

Seto nodded. "I know, Mokuba. I know it isn't you. I
love too..." He stood up with Mokuba in his arms and carried him back into
his bedroom."

Mokuba sniffled slightly, and continued to nuzzle against
him, "I'm so confused, Niisama..."

Seto sat on his bed and held Mokuba tightly. "I know. I
won�t ever hurt you, though. I promise."

Mokuba nodded his head slightly, "I know that...But we
have to make him understand that...�

Seto nodded, and took a deep breath. "I... have an
idea. I'm almost afraid to try it, though..."

Mokuba blinked slightly, and sat up, looking at his brother,
"W-what is it?" He questioned.

Seto took a deep breath. "You... may not remember it...
but I hurt you, Mokuba, more than just beating you...Maybe... I can prove that
I won't hurt you. He'd believe me if I could show you that I love you, without
hurting you..."

Mokuba was even more confused now, "What do you mean, niisama?
I don't remember anything else then what he showed to me..."

"I raped you," he said quietly, not looking at
him. "I used you - him - for sex, because I couldn't love him like I was
supposed to..."

Mokuba's eyes went wide, "Oh niisama..." He looked
at Seto, with a small bit of fear in his eyes, "So that's really why he
hurts you...revenge..."

Seto nodded. "Yes. I never wanted to..." He
couldn't truthfully say that. He wouldn't have done it if he hadn't wanted to.
"It was a mistake. It never should have happened."

�"But it's okay! Because
I know that you'd never do it again...Everything will be okay, Niisama..."
Mokuba said, trying to make his brother not feel guilty

"You're right - would never do it again. And, if you'd
allow me to prove it, maybe he would stop using you to hurt me..."

Mokuba nodded, "Of course! I want more then anything
for him to stop hurting you! Whatever it takes, Niisama, I'll do it..."

Seto took a deep breath and nodded. "All right. Can you
come back tonight? I'll prove it then, I promise..."

Mokuba nodded, "Alright...I'll be back later
then..." He walked over to the door, "I hope whatever you have
planned, works..." He muttered, and left the room.

Seto nodded, mostly to himself, and figured his should make
sure his arm stopped bleeding. He had to think how to do this... He wasn't sure
that he could become aroused thinking of his brother, so he'd have to work on
it, and he'd have to make sure he wouldn't hurt him...

Mokuba sat in his room, spending most of his time staring at
the wall, and trying to ignore the voice in his head.

Unwittingly, Seto released part of his more ancient self as
he prepared for the night. It wasn't too long before he expected Mokuba to
arrive, and he was allowing himself to think of him in ways he'd never wanted
to before.
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