WAIT FOR YOU FOREVER (A.K.A. SLEEPLESS II)

This really -is- the end of this particular story (not promising or rejecting the chance of spin-offs!). I'd like to say thanks to everyone who has reviewed during the posting - I'm very grateful for your feedback and comments. Thanks also to everyone else who has read/is reading this story, and I hope you enjoyed the ride. Please feel free to leave reviews, and to pass the story on to others - share the Mokuba/Seto love, guys! And now to fic... WAIT FOR YOU FOREVER CHAPTER 12 He clings to Seto's hand, because he knows it isn't the bed that makes paradise, and he whispers, "I'm sorry, Seto," although he really wants to say -I love you-. He feels long cool fingers smooth his forehead, though there is no hair to get in the way, and he hears the angel-Seto give a little sigh before he answers, "I know." Part of Mokuba wants to cry, and another part demands that he -say it-, but the biggest part of him just wants to sleep. So he closes his eyes, and remains silent, and gives Seto's hand a squeeze. A time later, he feels Seto reach up and touch the short, soft hair just above his ear, and hears him whisper, "Your hair. Beautiful." Mokuba's eyes open a fraction and he smiles slowly. Comfortable and tired. "I know," he murmurs. "Thank you." His lids slide shut again, and he gives the hand another squeeze, drifting into the darkness. "I love you." The half-silent words sound brittle, like fragile parchment, but they wash through Mokuba's body like warm honey. They turn over in his head and his chest and his belly, and they repeat -I love you. I'm sorry. I love you, I love you. Please don't leave me-, along his veins. He feels his lips twitch up at the corners, and he can't fence the note of happiness out of his voice when he replies, "I love you, too." And this time he wants to be certain, he wants to remember, so he watches as Seto's head moves closer, slow, careful, his eyes the blue of He wants to be certain, so he closes his eyes to concentrate on the feeling of Seto's fringe tickling his forehead, and He wants to remember, so he tilts his face a fraction when he feels a warm breath on his cheek. And he needs to be certain, so he runs his fingertips along Seto's jaw when their lips touch - hesitant, warm, perfect - for a moment, an eternity. He needs to remember, so he opens his eyes to be filled as he falls - finally, completely - into the deep blue of sleep. NOTE/S: And forever doesn't seem so long after all... So, there was no sexy Mokuba/Seto sex. How do you feel about that? Think it would be a more believable ending if they shagged into the night??? Thanks again for sticking with me and with the story. You know your duty!!!