Sick Scam

A cute short story about Mokuba and Seto Kaiba, most likely only a couple chapters long, will see. Mokuba hates how recently work and duel monsters has been having his brother tied up and has all his interest, what about him? Doesn't he matter? He thinks that if he's sick Seto will spend a little time with him, even if only for a little while……………

"Not now, Mokuba……….." Seto grunted as he worked on yet another new invention for his massive company. Not even bothering to look up at the figure in the doorway.

"Please…….. Seto. I've barely seen you in weeks." Mokuba groaned with disappointment. He had barely said a word and he'd gotten that response from his elder sibling, was a bit sad that Seto couldn't even be bothered to look up at him.

"I said no!" Seto snapped, this time giving Mokuba a tired and annoyed glare. Couldn't he see that he was working here? Didn't have no such time for childish antics, if he did he would be getting better sleep.

"………" Mokuba just sighed and looked at the floor.

Seto's face softened just a little and felt that he didn't need to shout or snap, he wasn't his employee………. Mokuba was his little brother. "………. Tell you what…….. If you leave me now and let me get on with this work and I'll try and finish early so we can have dinner together. How does that sound?"

Mokuba pouted a little, hated being snapped or shouted at for a simple request. "Depends."

"...Uhhhhh………" Seto sighed in response to the pout. "Depends on what?"

"That I get to choose where and what to eat." Mokuba grinned slyly.

"…..But……." Seto tried to start to protest but realised he was most likely on the losing side of the battle, which he usually hated. He usually got the cooks in the mansion to create specific things everyday for himself and Mokuba, usually ordering the cooks to create something healthy. He even made a personal menu himself basically giving a rough outline for everyday in the following week, he knew if he'd left it all to Mokuba it would be total junk or he felt it wouldn't be done at all.

"I get to choose." Mokuba replied sternly, trying to cave in any protest from Seto.

"………. Go on then……… What will it be?" Seto sighed in defeat.

Mokuba gave a massive smile with his victory; it was very rare when your big brother is Seto Kaiba. Getting your own way with Seto was like pulling teeth, he might never spend any time with him or anything but Seto was very well organised, for himself and Mokuba and would usually fire anybody who questioned his judgement. You could almost call Seto Kaiba a 'control freak', when it comes to having everything the way he liked it. It was just too bad he never writes in time for Mokuba………. Or amount of time to work on certain projects……. Making him unreliable to get a booking with him but usually when he says he'd do something he'd do something. "Pizza Hut." Mokuba burst, still with the massive cheeky grin on his face. It was rare for his brother to agree to spend time with him in recent days, even with the Noa incident Mokuba felt he was quite often left on the back burner on what Seto needs and likes to do.

"Should have known it was going to be junk………" Seto grunted to his younger siblings order.

"You promised." Mokuba stated.

"I know, I know, I guess………….. One night won't hurt……." Seto admitted with a saddened face of defeat.

"Yes!" Mokuba said to himself happily. "It'll be alright, Seto. Besides……….. Tut. I know you haven't even been eating at all on some days……… That's not good for you either." Mokuba observed and reported to Seto.

Seto just gave the small figure an ugly glare, hated the fact that Mokuba was checking up on him. "Go on." He grunted. "Move off so I can get work done."

Mokuba just nodded and left the room and quietly.

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Mokuba sat on the bottom steps of the main staircase in the mansion, waiting……… He even made sure he was early and everything and even took ages making sure he had everything and his hair was brushed, wasn't every day he got a chance to spend even just a meal with his brother.

After about 30 minutes Mokuba was starting to become impatient and after waiting for over hour he was furious! "Where is he?" Mokuba groaned with annoyance to himself.

A few minutes later Rowland, the head lackey of virtually everything in their lives, walked by and gave a questioned face to why he was just sitting at the bottom of the stairs. "Master Mokuba?" He questioned and stopped and faced the youngster.

"Rowland." Mokuba grunted in an out of character annoyance, basically just acknowledging that he knew Rowland was there and nothing more.

"….. Why are you just sat there on the stairs, Master Mokuba? Surely a young kid like you have got better things to do……."

"I did have something to do but it doesn't look like it's going to happen." Mokuba sighed angrily.

"What were you supposed to be doing?"

"Going to Pizza Hut."

"……. What's the problem? Do you need a lift or something?"

"No. This is all Seto's fault."

"Mr. Kaiba's!? But how is it?"

"Because he was supposed to be taking me! And I've been waiting for over an hour and a half on these stairs, miserably waiting for him." Mokuba burst at Rowland.

"Oh no! That can't be right!" Rowland exclaimed from what Mokuba had just told him.

"What can't be right?" Mokuba questioned, looking up at Rowland.

"He couldn't make any arrangements for you……… The deadline for the new projects tomorrow and he's presenting it in a meeting first thing in the morning." Rowland explained.

"What!? Why did he make arrangements when he knew that!?" Mokuba exclaimed, couldn't believe what he was hearing. Being let down was one thing but to be told to make arrangements when he obviously had something else was……. A massive let down ever.

"He must have forgotten." Rowland thought sadly.

"Forgot!? You can't forget something that big!" Mokuba shouted in frustration, it was obvious to him that Seto just said those things just to get him to leave him alone and do his work, like usual. Now Mokuba was really mad…………

"……." Rowland stood there looking flustered, trying to figure out what went wrong and what to say to Master Mokuba.

Mokuba looked at him and tried to breathe a sigh to release the anger but didn't work very well. "Don't worry, Rowland. It's not your fault that my brother is a heartless dingbat." Mokuba tried to comfort to stop Rowland being so flustered.

"I'm sorry……….. Master Mokuba." Giving him a genuine sad face, he didn't like to see the youngest Kaiba upset. "Do you want me to take you to Pizza Hut instead?" He suggested.

"No, that's alright, Rowland. I don't feel like going out anymore." Mokuba replied while removing his jacket and getting ready to just go back up to his bedroom. "Could you just order me one to be sent to the house please? I don't want whatever my brother had planned for me to eat."

"Yes, sir." Rowland replied simply, still sad to see Mokuba get let down like that and watched the young figure wander up the stairs to his room………..