Disclaimer: Wow where do I start. I do not own the rights to any of the characters in this story. The characters are taken from a group of fantastic manga/animas which include Kyo Kara Maoh, Gravitation, and Descendants of Darkness, Naruto and Yugioh. Thanks

Seto's Pride, The Closet Opens

Sherabo: "Gay Pride Month Yes this is my current passion. It's because I don't like violence or prejudice of any kind. It's so narrow."

Yuki: "In a way we are all in a closet of our own making: email addresses, pen names, internet romance, internet friends; the world is afraid of exposure."

Shuichi: "Why, Yuki?"

Naruto: "Maybe it is safe and comfortable, like a good family."

Haseo: "At least on the net we can be true to our feelings with each other."

Endrance: "Sometimes it's painful and most of the time it is most joyful, indeed."

Sherabo: "Oops, I forgot…… this started as a one-shot but it ended up as a cross –over with Gravitation. Before I realized all my favorite boys started jumping around in my head and now this is a cross-up. Well, you go figure……. Have a latte and enjoy…… and remember Gay Pride Rules……"

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CHAPTER 1: Revelation, It Hurts

"Mokuba!" Seto looked up from his newspaper and called out to his brother again. "Mokuba Kaiba, I'm talking to you!" For the past fifteen minutes Seto tried to get his brother's attention but the young teen was obviously in his own world. For the past few days Seto sensed anxiety in his little brother and he needed to get to the bottom of his troubles. "Mokuba, I've decided we are moving to another city, one where you will not have to be bothered with game shops or. . . . ."

"What," Mokuba turned around and faced his brother fully alert. "Seto have you gone mad. I don't ever want to leave Domino or my friends!"

"Ah, so I have your attention," grinned the CEO. "Listen Mokie, you've been in a foul mood for over three days. Missing meals and skipping desert. I want to know what has you so upset. Frankly when you stopped eating sweets I started to get very worried."

Seto walked over to Mokuba's chair and tilted the boys face upward. "Mokuba talk to me." Large gray orbs stared up at deep azure blue orbs and for a moment Mokuba felt ten years old. Seto was always his source of comfort, so why was he hesitating now?



"I know it's not your grades, or trouble at school. You're not hanging out with that silly gang anymore." Seto rolled his eyes and continued to speak. "As a matter of fact you don't hang out anywhere." Seto stopped his speech only to catch his breath and wait for Mokuba to fill in the blanks.

"Damn it, Seto," screamed Mokie, "Are you spying on me again. That is so wrong. I'm not a baby and I don't need a watch dog."

"Listen, as long as you breathe Mokie I will always be somewhere in your shadow." Seto's version of a smile was comical and Mokuba almost forgave for Seto his intrusion, but it still pissed the boy off. Seto was not going to change. In Seto's mind having Mokuba followed was perfectly normal. But what he didn't know was the fact Mokuba was hipped to Seto's games and he knew after all these years how to get around the guards. After all he was his brother's brother.

"Ok, Nii-sama it's more of a question, a feeling, or situation. I don't think you can help, but. . . ." Mokie pulled away from his brother and walked over to the kitchen sink on the pretense he needed to wash his hands. Seto allowed him the few minutes to get his thoughts together and quietly settled down in the chair. Seto folded the newspaper twice and Mokuba's anxiety flooded the room in waves.

"Mokuba," he started to rthymatically drum his fingers on the table; Mokie's time was running out. "Spill."

"Seto, why do so many people hate gays? Who made those people judge and jury? I heard two old men at the park say it was the devil's work. I think it sucks and I have decided it's time somebody did something about it!"

Seto almost fell out of his chair at the outburst from Mokie. Clearly he had not expected this to flow out of Mokie's mouth and with such vengeance. "Mokie I want to know who you have been talking to. Besides why are you concerned with gays?"

"Gay, Gays, what do you mean, big brother." Mokuba left the sink and stood before his brother who was still sitting in the chair. "You sound just like those people out there in the streets."Mokuba was turning red and he started to flare up. "Could his brother be so narrow-minded as well," he wondered.

"Seto are you homophobic?" Counted Mokuba.

"Mokuba there is a lot you don't understand." Seto voice continued to rise in volume. He was getting to frustrated and uncomfortable with this conversation.

"Seto, I'm out of here!"

"Get back here!" Seto lashed out at his brother. "We are not finished yet!"

Mokuba was not a boy to disobey Nii-sama, but he was angry too. After all he did respect his brother. "Ok, I'll tell you everything. Last month a good friend of mine told me he was gay and scared as hell. I was really shocked, not to find out he liked boys, but that he told me. Seto it was so painful and we cried together. His father found a diary he had kept and kicked him out of the house after reading it. In 

a way he had to tell me something because I saw him creep into the old boiler room at school. Remember the extra classes you had me take at Domino high?" Mokie eased back into the kitchen and tried to stare down his brother. This was only the tip of the story. It would take all his courage to finish.

"Go on, Mokuba," Seto's eyes narrowed as he watched Mokie's left eye twitch. He was hiding something.

"Seto, is it wrong for a boy to fall in love with another boy? I mean he's my friend and I think it takes a lot of guts to be true to oneself."

"Damn it Mokie," Seto's patience was at its end. "Are you trying to tell me you're in love with a boy?" Seto was astonished.

"So what if I am." His eyes were defiant. The conversation was turning into a circus. "It's not that, Nii-sama. Well, I don't think so. But my friend is in love with someone who doesn't love him, that's what I think. It's some straight guy. Why does life have to be so complex? And why are you turning red and so mad?"

"People can't help how they feel, it's a society which is dominated by straight relationships and those people are the minority." Seto knew he sounded like a jerk, but he couldn't help it.

"Those people, what the hell does that mean?" Mokuba was having a hard time being cool. He just wanted to run far away or bury himself in a hole. "Are you saying that it's ok to hurt my friend; he's homeless. He's not evil, just a cute boy who wouldn't hurt anybody. Damn it."

"Mokie stay out of it. This could affect your future, as the head of Kaiba Corp. It's important what people think." Seto nervously unfolded the newspaper he had been reading. 'Damn, how in the hell did this happen' he thought. He could feel beads of sweat forming on his neck. His thoughts drifted to a certain boy and he wondered if this had anything to do with Joey. 'Damn, I'm sure he doesn't know about that, besides it was only a kiss.'

Mokie couldn't believe these words were coming out of Seto's month. Yeah his brother was always concerned with reputation and shit, but he was still his own boss. Seto always did what he wanted to do and be damn what others thought. That was his way. "It still sucks. Thanks big brother, I understand things a lot better."

"Mokuba, don't be an ass." He reached for his brother's shirt and spun him back around. "I'm serious, stay out of this. You could get hurt." Seto realized too late he was out of control. 'I have to stay focused.'

"Ok, Ok, I get it." Mokuba crossed his fingers behind his back and left for school. Well he left and had Roland drop him off at school. The minute Roland turned the corner, Mokuba called Ryou on his cell.



He also waved at the secret guards Seto had follow him and pretended to go inside the building. Well he went inside but immediately left out of the teachers exit. Most students knew the combination and used the exit to ditch classes at school.

"Yeah the coast is clear. Come and pick me up." He hated not being able to confide in Seto, but this was important. Seto views were very clear and not in accord with his own. Mokuba was growing up the hard way.

A few moments later Ryou peaked out the back seat window of an old station wagon and called out his friend's name. "Mokuba over here."

Some of Ryou's friend rented a car to take a short ride to the Gay Convention just outside of town. Today the guest speakers and a dance were being held. All the students were forbidden to attend unless they had parents consent because trouble was expected.

"Man are you sure that you want to go?"Whispered Ryou. He pulled Mokuba into the car's back seat. Ryou didn't care his parents always signed anything he put in their face without even looking. As long as he made good grades they didn't care what he did. "If you get caught we're dead?"

"Listen," Mokuba wiped the sweat off the back of his neck, "I know Seto will ground me for life. But this is important, man." Mokuba could feel tears swell up in the back of his eyes. He was trying so hard to keep his emotions in check. "I tried to explain how I felt, but the situation just got awful."

He settled down in the back seat and also in the comfort of Ryou's arms. You see Mokuba also had another secret. Maybe he had not been kicked out of his home, but he felt homeless and alone. Yeah he had money galore and had excess to a small fortune. So why did he feel worthless?

Ryou laid his chin on Mokuba's soft black hair and breathed in the scent of sandalwood shampoo. "It's going to be cool. Don't worry mate. Let's have a smashing good time ta' day. Ryou entertained Mokuba with his lazy British accent which he used to make him laugh or ease the stress being Seto's brother caused. They rode in silence to the convention comforted by the fact they had each other's friendship.

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