Yu-Gi-Oh! Story #1: An Enemies Nightmare

By: Jenrya Lee

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! Seto, Yugi, Mokuba, Anzu, Jounouchi, Yami Yugi, Sugo, Bakura, Sadi, Miho, Pegasus, Mai, Shizuka....Insector Haga....the cards...Seto's Mansion ...etc.....

Description: Seto remembers growing up...and it wasn't easy....

Authors Note: No yoai or yuri pairings! I don't write that way! If you're looking for a romantic type story, this ain't the story you're looking for. It's an angst. (I write mostly angst-type stories.) Well, enjoy! Hope it's not TOO confusing! Plus, I use the Japanese version for backup, not the American. Why do all my stories revolve over one thing; past horrors?

Author's Different Note: Seto was so cute as a little boy! I saw a picture! Kawaii!!! And Mokuba is so glomp-able!



Seto woke up, drenched in sweat. He pulled the silk covers off him. His hand ran through his dark brown hair, and allowed tears to flow down his face. He had a horrible nightmare: He was very young, five years old. He was at his apartment, which was small. Seto's hair covered his eyes, and was darker. His huge blue eyes had a sparkle that Seto lost over the years.....He was with his father, and was anxious. "Mommy is going to give me a brother today! Yeah!" Little Seto ran around happily. The phone ran. Seto grabbed it. "Mommy?" Seto said happily. "Um...no honey. This is the hospital. Can I talk to an older person in the house?" the woman on the other line said. "OK! But first, what's my brothers name? Is he OK? Can I talk to Mommy?" Seto asked happily. Seto frowned as he heard the woman in the other line cry. "Miss? You OK?" Seto asked. "Yes. Let me talk to an older person in the house. Please." The woman said, sobbing. "Is my dad OK?" Seto asked. "Of course. Your dad would be an excellent person to talk to." "Daddy! A woman from the hospital wants to talk to you!" Seto gave the phone to his father. The father listened to the phone, and his mouth hung. He turned pale. "OK. I'm on my way." The dad hung up. "Mama isn't coming home. Ever. She died giving birth to Mokuba, your new brother. He's OK. But mommy isn't coming back." Little Seto gasped. He hugged his dad and started crying.

Seto snapped back into reality. 'She died many years ago. And then dad...my own relatives threw me and Mokuba in an orphanage!' Seto walked over to the balcony. 'In the end...who cares if you have money?' Seto slowly rubbed his temples. 'Yugi has friends, family...the millennium puzzle...' Seto felt someone pull on his pants. "Seto? Why are you awake?" Mokuba asked. "Why are you awake?" Seto asked back, ruffling his brothers hair. "Because you're awake." Mokuba said smartly. "Go to bed. I just wanted....water." Seto hugged his brother tightly. "Seto...why where you crying?" Mokuba asked. Seto wiped the dry tears off his face. "It's sweat." "Oh, Seto, one more thing. Why did you hug me? You never do it." Mokuba hung his head. Seto gasped. 'I've become a cold blooded monster....' He hugged Mokuba even tighter. 'I miss mom...' Seto looked into his brothers enormous eyes. "Seto, what's wrong?" Mokuba asked again. Seto shook his head and frowned. Sometimes, he was crazy about his brother. Other times, he hated him. Right now, Seto had mixed emotions. 'Maybe it's me. Not Mokuba. Maybe it's me.' Seto frowned.

*

"She's coming back in a minute, you'll see! That woman made a mistake!" Five year old Seto said to the babysitter, staring at the door. He hadn't moved from the chair next to the door for a week now. The door swung open. "MOM- Oh, hi dad. Where's mom?" Seto asked eagerly. "I have your new baby brother! Mokuba!" Seto's dad carefully removed the light blue covers from the baby's head. Mokuba had bright eyes that where blue, like his brother....like there mom. (A/N: I have NO clue on what their parents looked like!) "Great...where's mom?" Seto asked impatiently. "Don't you want to hold Mokuba?" Seto's dad asked, changing the subject. "Were's mom?" Seto repeated. "I told you. Seto, honey, listen. She died giving birth to Mokuba. Remember when your pet rabbit stopped breathing?" Seto's dad asked. "Yes. We put the bunny in the trash. We aren't doing that to mom, are we?" Seto asked, confused. "No no no. We're going to bury her, underground. But you at least have a brother. Do you want to hold him?" Seto's dad asked. "No! Get him away from me! I hate him!" Seto ran off, crying.

The Seto in the present started tearing up. 'Why did you have to enter that car?' if you where only ten seconds late....' Seto walked into his class, with his eyes red and puffy. Anzu quickly caught this. 'He cried? Kaiba cried? Why?'

*



"Grandpa, are people ever purely evil?" Yugi asked. "No one is born evil. But sometimes, people get pushed in the wrong direction. Then they need a push in the right one. But, it isn't that easy sometimes." Grandpa said. "Why did you ask?" "Um, no reason!" Yugi said, leaning against the wall. Yugi saw Anzu walk in his house. "Anzu!" Yugi quickly got up. "Hiya!" Anzu said, looking at the cards on display. "How much is that one?" Anzu said, pointing to a Insect type. "$20-" "FREE!" Yugi blurted. "Really? No, I couldn't accept it. How much?" Anzu repeated. "$20-" "I told you! It's free!" Yugi said. "No, it's $20- oh forget it. Take it for free." Sugo said, mumbling something under his breath. "Oh, thank you!" Anzu nearly jumped up and down. "Alrighty..." Sugo said. Mokuba walked in the store. "I wanted to ask you guys....how did you become friends? It's none of my business, but I would like to know." Mokuba bit his lip. "This is for Kaiba, isn't it?" Anzu asked. Mokuba nodded. "He needs friends. I wouldn't be turning to you guys, but I haven't got a choice if I want Seto to have friend-" Seto Kaiba walked in, clearly mad. "How dare you run off to this store? This, out of all stores!" Seto slapped Mokuba across the face. He grabbed his brothers' hand. Then he turned to Yugi. "I swear if I ever see Mokuba in here again, I'll kill you." Seto bent to Mokuba's level. Mokuba looked up at his older brother. "I'm sorry....." Seto's expression softened. Seto ruffled his brothers hair. "Hey, why don't we all play video games! Kaiba-Kun, you're invited!" Anzu said. Seto stood up. "No. And do not call me Kaiba-Kun." Seto pushed his brother out of the store. Jounouchi walked in with Honda a few minutes later. "Hey, Seto was around here!" Honda said. "We know..." Sugo, Yugi, and Anzu said at once.

*



"What do you mean dad died?" Eight year old Seto said, clearly mad. "He did in a car accident!" His aunt said. "That's not very funny! Now, where is my father?" Seto demanded. Mokuba stood there, sucking his thumb. "Daddy swad he would cwoum back. He cwan't lie!" Mokuba said, not removing his thumb from his mouth. Seto slapped Mokuba's hand gently. "Don't do that. It has yucky germs." Seto said, ruffling his brothers dark blue hair. "YUCKY! Germs!" Mokuba said. Seto laughed. "O.K, if you don't believe me, the cops are here!" The Aunt said. The police officer explained everything, and as he went along, Seto's expression changed from disbelieve to shocked, to sadness, then...then anger.

Two years later....

"What?! You can't just throw us in an Orphanage! We are humans!" Seto yelled. "Sorry. We just can't take care of you! We are truly sorry! But there's nothing we could do! Someone else will take better care of you and Mokuba." The Grandfather said. "What if Mokuba and I get adopted by different families? Huh?" Seto asked. "I don't wanna go! I'm not moving!" Mokuba said, hugging his brother. But Seto and Mokuba resisted. But it was no hope. They were in the orphanage by morning...Seto talked to a few kids there who had been there for YEARS! Mokuba cried about everyday. Then, Gozaburo Kaiba, President of The Kaiba Corporation, came in, looking to adopt. "A boy would be best. Young, somewhere around 10. Someone who was thrown in here." Gozaburo said to the woman in charge. "Well-" "Mister Gozaburo, how 'bout I play a game of chess against you? If I win, you must adopt me - and my brother, Mokuba." Seto said. "How about just you?" Gozaburo said. "Na ah. It's sortof a package deal. Both, or nothing." Seto said, smiling. 'He hasn't got a chance!'

"Kinged you." Seto said, twirling the chess piece in his fingers. He was a pro at chess. He was never interested in card games really. That's not why he wanted to be adopted. Honestly, Seto didn't really care if he did get adopted. But Mokuba was too young. He shouldn't be suffering through this. Gozabero filled out all the legal papers. Gozaburo drove Seto and Mokuba all the way over to his house, excuse me, MANSION. Seto gasped. "Mister- why'd you adopt us if you got all this money? Couldn't you go into a rich orphanage or something?" Seto asked. Mokuba just stayed quite, holding his brother's hand. "No." Was all that Gozaburo said. Seto ruffled his brothers hair. It was a habit Seto had. He would, at any time, go and ruffle Mokuba's hair. Mokuba couldn't do it to Seto though, because Mokuba never realy got used to having such a cruel father......

Present day Seto rubbed his temples. "Get this out of your head! It happened! I can't change anything! It wasn't my fault, so why am I holding myself up to it?!" Seto threw his pencil on the floor. He just couldn't concentrate on Math right now. Seto just sighed. "Mokuba's life was so much easier. He was too young to remember anything or even understand at that time." Seto picked his pencil up. He would have usually just had left it on the floor to slowly rot. But he simply picked up his pencil. "Yugi, Anzu, Jou, Honda...there so lucky! They have friends, family, a good life. Being rich stinks. I'm always in a darn Limo. I can't go out, because too many things preoccupy my life. Uhhhh!" 'You're invited too Kaiba-Kun!' "How I hate the name 'Kaiba'." Seto twirled a pencil in his fingers. "It's been a while since I've played chess...." Seto said, watching the pencil twirl in his fingers. The pencil was like his life; spinning. Spinning and spinning until you finally lose control and- Seto just dropped his pencil. 'Dammit!' Seto picked it up. Mokuba walked into the room. "Seto, can I talk to you?" Mokuba asked. "Sure." Seto got up, and followed his brother into the living room. "I want to know what is wrong with you. Why are you so depressed all of a sudden?" Mokuba asked. "Nothing. So, what did you want to tell me?" Seto asked. "...um.....can you help me with my homework? I sortof stink at Math..." Seto smiled. "Come into my office...." Mokuba followed Seto as he walked to his room.

"No! That is wrong!" Gozaburo slapped 10 year old Seto across the face, hard. Seto grabbed his cheek. "It isn't my fault! I don't know what 8 times 8 is!" Seto cried. "I'll show you what 8 times 8 is!" Gozaburo hit Seto so hard across the face that blood left his lips. "Leave me alone! I'll call the school!" Seto warned. "And put your brother back into the Orphanage? No one ever gets adopted twice." Gozaburo laughed. Mokuba hid behind the door, watching Seto's fearful face. "Where is your idiot brother?" Gozaburo said. "I don't have a clue." Seto lied. Seto was slapped again. And again....and again....Seto fell to the ground. "Stop it..." Seto held his cheek in his hand, crying. "What is the answer?!" "64! It's 64!" Seto ran out of the room. 'Why does my life have to be so horribly....bad....' Seto thought, running to his room, which was at the other side of the mansion. 'Just do what he says! Be the darn CEO! Maybe then he'll leave you alone...' Seto ran into his room and slammed the door. 'That's what I'll do then....' Seto smiled wickedly.