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

WARNING/S: HAIRCUTS!!! WAIT FOR YOU FOREVER CHAPTER 4 Snip. It feels like a ritual: lift a piece in one hand, lift the scissors in the other, then Snip. Mokuba is reciting a list under his breath. Snip. "This is for cheating in that first game with Gozaburo." Snip. "If you didn't, I might still have my first big brother." Snip. "This is for never letting me win a game against you." Snip. "Or any game." Snip. "Except Capsule Monster Chess." Snip. "Which you made a show of never playing." Snip. "This is for betting on Yugi over me in Death T." Snip. "And this is for trying to put me through a penalty game." Snip. "And this is for calling me a loser." Snip. "Pathetic." Snip. "Clinging." Snip. "And this is for being right." Snip. Snip. Snip. "This is for not singing Happy Birthday." Snip. "And this is for not hugging me." Snip. "And this is for making me Honorary Vice-President of KaibaCorp." Snip. "And Commissioner of Battle City." Snip. "Even though you thought I couldn't do it." Snip. "And this." Snip. "Is for letting me do it anyway." Snip. Snip. Mokuba looks in the mirror. The hair on the right side of his head is mostly gone. Strands lie all over the tiled floor. Like dead kittens, he thinks absently. Snip. Like mutant promises. Snip. "This is for protecting me from the bullies." Snip. "Then becoming one yourself." Snip. "This is for telling me that power is everything." Snip. "This is for your blue eyes." Snip. Snip. Snip. "This is for rescuing me from Pegasus." Snip. "And this is for believing the Big Five over me." Snip. "And this is for getting yourself in the shit with your VR." Snip. "And this." Snip. Snip. "Is for turning me into a -Princess-." Snip. Something about the light and the ritual cutting gets into Mokuba's brain. He is speaking without listening, without reflecting, without knowing what he says. He is in a trance. He doesn't think. "This is for being my big brother." Snip. "This is for not being my big brother." Snip. "This is for being an arsehole." Snip. "This is for being gorgeous." Snip. "Beautiful." Snip. "Horrible." Snip. "Amazing." Snip. "Cruel." Snip. "Genius." Snip. "This is for making me love you." Snip. "This is for hating so much." Snip. "This is for never having time." Snip. "This is for everyone else." Snip. One long chunk remains at the base of Mokuba's neck. He combs it over his shoulder with his fingers, looks at it in the mirror, then presses the cold steel of the scissors against it. "This is for..." Snip. The long chunk becomes a messy tuft at the back of his head, so Mokuba reaches the blades blindly behind him and makes the final cuts. "This is for wanting my hair." He whispers. "Not me." Snip. Snip. Mokuba lies the scissors down on the side of the sink and blinks at the scruffy-haired stranger in the mirror. A small part of him thinks that he should be crying, while another is jumping up and down with excitement. But these parts exist under a long stretch of eerie calm, and they are slowly suffocating beneath it. Mokuba slips his bath robe on, glides back past Yugi, and brings a broom and a large envelope back to the bathroom. He sweeps all the dead kittens off the floor and into the envelope, which he seals. After removing his robe and shaking it out he sweeps the tiles once again, and has a short, hot shower. He carries the scissors, the broom, the envelope and his clothes back to Yugi's room, where he abandons them all on the bed and turns towards the closet. Inside he finds an array of old Domino High school-clothes and several shiny black garments, replete with straps and buckles. He picks out two of the shiniest pieces and glances at the labels (both are PVC). He then dons Yugi's (or is it the Spirit-Pharaoh's?) signature buckled vest, and a pair of trousers that must have be too long for Yugi (though not the other Yugi) because they fit Mokuba perfectly. Once dressed, Mokuba takes a wad of cash from his wallet and stuffs it down his pants, then heads for the door. Just before it closes, Mokuba glances back at the envelope. Impulsively, he picks it up and writes on the front in large impersonal lettering: TO KAIBA SETO, KAIBACORP, URGENT. On the back he prints in smaller letters: FOREVER IS A LONG TIME. When he reaches the apartment foyer, Mokuba drops the envelope into the outgoing mail box. The door closes sharply behind him. Snip. NOTE/S: Hee! Mokuba cut his hair!!! Please review!