More than Life Itself
I just wanted to write some sweet, Mokuba and Seto fluff! No slash/incest/yaoi/whatever you call it. Just brotherly fluff.
Part 1: More than You Could Ever Know
The minute you turn your back… I'll be there, Seto. I'll be there and Mokuba won't be… consider that a promise… The whip cracked again… and again… and again…
Seto sat up, barely stopping himself from screaming. It took him a minute to register his surroundings, and when it did, it didn't help him much. Before he realized what he was doing, he'd climb out of bed and stepped out of his room.
He hovered outside Mokuba's door, nibbling his lip. He didn't want to disturb the younger boy, his sleeping wasn't good. To his surprise, the door opened.
"Seto? Are you ok?" Seto nodded mutely, realizing he was trembling. Mokuba noticed this with a widening of eyes. He grabbed Seto's hand and pulled him into his room, wrapping the quilt around him. A single tear trickled down his cheek. Mokuba reached up and wiped the tear away and kissed his forehead. Seto suddenly picked him up and hugged him tightly.
"He was there… He was going to hurt you, Mokuba." Seto whispered, pressing his cheek on the top of Mokuba's head.
"It was just a dream…" Mokuba whispered, stroking his brother's cheek. Suddenly, he grinned, thinking of the role reversal. "Do you want to share?" he asked, expecting his brother to say no. Seto nodded his head, flushing slightly. Mokuba smiled in delight, they used to share at the orphanage and he never felt as safe as he did in his brother's arms. He scooted up as Seto slipped in beside him, grabbing him in a bone crunching hug.
"Do you love me?" Seto whispered.
"Nii-Sama!" Mokuba was shocked. He'd thought that was obvious! Seto closed his ocean blue eyes before the disappointment showed. Mokuba pressed his forehead up against Seto's, like they used to in the orphanage.
"More than you'll ever know."