Was that how Kaiba really saw things...? He saw Yuugi's hiding the pain and keeping everyone safe as lying. Dishonesty. It was like hiding another part of him under a mask, maybe, smiling to keep everyone else happy.
No, he didn't want to talk about himself. He just wanted to know where it hurt.
It hurt. It hurt--
Every word, every pained grimace, the grit of teeth -- each one stabbed at Yuugi's chest with a freezing pick and left chills and heat in their wake. He didn't know whether to curl up, double over, cry, or--
--No, there was only one option. Only one. Only one.
"I promise!" He said, "I'll be honest. I won't...hide myself anymore."
His hands reached out, gripped Kaiba's shoulders. He had to touch him, roll him over, make sure he was okay, calm him down, do something, something...!!
And yet, his eyes were so steady. His voice only hinting at the concern that threatened to spill out like water.
"...So long as you're honest with me, too. I only want to see your true, unhindered self."
His voice didn't waver.
It was so gentle.
It hurt, it hurt, it hurt--
"I won't...allow anything else."
--
Seto...
Mokuba knew he hid so much. Put so much on his shoulders. And yet...
He wanted to run in, but he knew that if he did, Seto would clam up again. He always had to be the dependable big brother, show that things were fine, even if he knew they weren't.
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Was that how Kaiba really saw things...? He saw Yuugi's hiding the pain and keeping everyone safe as lying. Dishonesty. It was like hiding another part of him under a mask, maybe, smiling to keep everyone else happy.
No, he didn't want to talk about himself. He just wanted to know where it hurt.
It hurt. It hurt--
Every word, every pained grimace, the grit of teeth -- each one stabbed at Yuugi's chest with a freezing pick and left chills and heat in their wake. He didn't know whether to curl up, double over, cry, or--
--No, there was only one option. Only one. Only one.
"I promise!" He said, "I'll be honest. I won't...hide myself anymore."
His hands reached out, gripped Kaiba's shoulders. He had to touch him, roll him over, make sure he was okay, calm him down, do something, something...!!
And yet, his eyes were so steady. His voice only hinting at the concern that threatened to spill out like water.
"...So long as you're honest with me, too. I only want to see your true, unhindered self."
His voice didn't waver.
It was so gentle.
It hurt, it hurt, it hurt--
"I won't...allow anything else."
--
Seto...
Mokuba knew he hid so much. Put so much on his shoulders. And yet...
He wanted to run in, but he knew that if he did, Seto would clam up again. He always had to be the dependable big brother, show that things were fine, even if he knew they weren't.
He had to wait.
Just a little longer...