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"Anzu!"

"Yes Mokuba."

"Can I ask you a question?" said the young boy not looking up from the blank page in front of him.

Anzu laughed. "I think you just did."

The boy let out a sigh, and fidgeted pushing the blank sheet from side to side.

Anzu raised an eyebrow in concern. Placing a hand on his shoulder she asked him to continue.

Looking up briefly, he shifted the gaze back to the paper.

"What do girls want?"

Anzu was momentarily taken aback, that was not a question she was expecting from the boy. When she was his age all the boys could think about were their cards and cars and toys, certainly not girls. At least they never gave any indication they were.

Resting her chin on her hand, she knitted her brows in concentration.

"Anzu?"

"Sorry Mokuba, I was just thinking how I can answer the question for you. Have you talked to Seto about this?"

The boy looked at her as though she'd grown two heads. Anzu smiled and then returned to her former expression.

"No I suppose you wouldn't have. Seto is the epitome of single mindedness, there wouldn't be room in his world for a girl at the moment."

Anzu's mouth twitched and her eye's were downcast. Mokuba watched with interest.

Exhaling loudly, she returned her thoughts to the question at hand.

"That's a hard question."

"Why?" interrupted the boy. "You're a girl surely you must know."

"Well, let me put it this way. To ask what do girls want, would be like me asking you what do boys want."

"Well I gotta say Mazaki, that has just given you a new record. Just when I didn't think you could say anything stupider than you have already you come out with that rubbish." Sneered the young CEO.

Anzu's eyes flashed and her fists clenched as she turned to face the newcomer.

"Please Seto, can you just let her finish, I want to know."

Kaiba raised a dubious eyebrow. "Yes Mazaki, let's see what worldly and sage advice you can give."

Anzu looked from Seto to Mokuba. The boys eye's were pleading for her to continue.

"As I was saying," a pointed look shot at the elder Kaiba , "The question is a difficult one, because everyone is different."

She paused waiting for the snide comment that never came. Instead he showed a bored expression and walked out of the room again.

"Girls want different things at different ages, just like boys."

"You mean like wanting to sleep with a teddy and then finding you're too old to anymore."

Anzu smiled. "Yes Mokuba, just like that."

Resting her chin on her hand again, her vision blurred from the present surroundings into a wistful thought. Mokuba cocked his head to the side, watching with rapture.

"Depending on their background, some girls want someone to take care of them while they stay at home, others want to be their partners equal, some choose not to have a partner. Others have their partner chosen for them."

"What do girls want, in a partner I mean?"

"Sorry Mokuba, I'm not explaining this very well."

"Anzu?"

"I'm thinking. Um what do girls want in a partner? That also varies Mokuba. Some want to be kissed and cuddled all the time."

At this Mokuba pulled a face. Anzu chuckled quietly.

"Some want to be placed on a pedestal and be the only feature in their partners life, some girls want someone that will tell them what to do and when to do it, some want a submissive partner who will do what they want all the time. Some girls will only want well built, handsome guys, because it makes them look good. Others will want an intelligent person and looks are not a major concern. Some girls want a rich man who will buy them expensive gifts all the time, others might want a person with strong morals."

Mokuba was trying to take it all in. "Girls want a lot of different things."

"Yes," said Anzu seriously, "But so do boys."

"A lot of girls want Seto for his money and his looks. They send silly letters to him all the time, telling him how gorgeous he is and what they could do with him. Seto said once he might even take them up on their offer."

Anzu's mouth twitched again, and she noticeably swallowed. What had started as a harmless question seemed to be taking a turn for the worst as Mokuba saw the shiny evidence of tears in Anzu's eye's.

"What do you want Anzu?"

Anzu sat silently looking down at Mokuba's blank sheet. The boy reached out his hand and covered her own. Looking up at him, she wiped a stray tear from her cheek.

"I want a boy who's kind and loving."

Mokuba showed all the appearance of one in battle, as he waged war upon his own emotions. He looked up and found his brother standing silently observing the two. The girl had her back to the door, unaware of his return. Finally the young boy was able to voice what was in his heart.

"But Seto's neither of those things."

"Yes he is." She answered simply. "Now let's get back to your homework."

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