Life without You

Chapter 1

Mokuba's Life

Mokuba sat, scared stiff as he shivered, shaking and trembling, holding the piece of paper that was sure to unfold his doom. He knew he couldn't please his big brother, he never could, but the least he could do was try.

The paper he held was his four semester report card, the regular grading system they used at his school, and his grades were fine, as far as the teacher's were concerned. Two Bs, Two As, and a C was outstanding for him, and Mokuba knew it... but did Seto?

Seto walked through the double doors, as they closed slowly behind him. He walked over to his desk, not noticing Mokuba until he sat down.

"Alright, Mokuba, let's see it." Seto sighed grimly as he held out his, looking at his little brother with cold, colbot eyes.

Mokuba slowly stood up, walking slowly over to his big brother. His small, weak hand shook as he handed him the report card. His hearted raced inside his chest, hoping Seto would think of his report card well done and very nice instead of needing improvement. He wasn't a failure, like most of his friends.

Seto studied over it, not taking his eyes off of it. His face was into deep concentration, making Mokuba wonder if he liked it or thought nothing of it, like it was just another worthless piece of paper to him, like the rest of report cards Mokuba had handed to him that Seto said he needed to improve on.

Seto finally sighed a deep sigh, looking up at his brother's trembling body. His face expressed no emotion towards him, it was only a blank expression. Mokuba began to wonder if he was going to lecture him or not.

"Mokuba," he started, setting both elbows on the desk and making his hands into a nest-like structure to support his chin as he laid it there, "... a C in math... 85... is that really the best you could do?"

Mokuba felt his heart sank as he stood there in shame. "The test were hard." He felt like crying, crying in front of his big brother. How low could he have sunken? That was the only thought inside of his head at the moment as Seto shook his head.

"Mokuba, Mokuba, Mokuba, that was you're best subject... math." Seto looked into the abyss thinking of something to say to make his little brother think about school work more. "What's the problem now?"

Mokuba looked up at him as he sighed a small sigh. "The teacher really isn't explaining the work enough. It's like she just goes over it and then hands the tests out."

Seto looked down at his little brother in thought as he scratched is chin. "Look, all I'm asking is for you to..."

"...try harder, I know." Mokuba rolled his eyes as he took the piece of paper back. Seto half smiled as he rubbed Mokuba's head. "That's the spirit."

If only you knew how hard I was trying... thought Mokuba as he walked towards the doors.

Outside was Serena Niesa, the Kaiba Corp. secertary. She looked up and smiled a small, warm smile to Mokuba who wasn't in the mood for smiling.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Mokuba!" She stopped her cheery mood when she saw his look of depression he gave her.

"You too? The bastard been on your back?" She walked over to him and knelt down, half smiling. She almost hated her boss, truely she did. If she was given the chance, she'd probably kill him. He worked her to death, day and night. She got home around eleven o'clock p.m. at night every night and was due in the morning at work six-thirty sharp, no weekends.

"Don't call my brother that word." Mokuba walked away but stopped at the elevator. "He's a good person... just doesn't see what he's doing sometimes... get to know him, and you'll see."

Serena only turned back to her desk and began to work. She didn't get what Mokuba said. How could the coldest man on Earth be nice?