Okay, um, lol, don't ask me why but I just got this idea randomly (so it might suck xD) and I just had to write it down so I hope you like it

And I'd be happy if you reviewed ^-^

Mokuba was just lying down on his bed that was a bit too big for an 11 year old. Mokuba sighed, "Wow, this is boring." He got off his bed and sat on the floor and as he was doing so, out of the corner of his blue-gray eyes he saw an album under his bed.

"Hmm…" Mokuba bent down and reached for the album, it took a while but he finally reached it. The young Kaiba opened the album and it had pictures of their mom and their dad and there was even baby Seto.

"Aw, Niisama looks so cute as a baby and he's smiling in every picture." Mokuba smiled and laughed but sadly, "His life looked really great before I was born…" Mokuba turned the page and saw his mom brushing Seto's hair. Mokuba really liked that picture so he took it out of the album, "Niisama looked so happy when Mom's brushing his hair…I wish I could brush his hair…" Then Mokuba got an idea, he put the picture inside his mini jacket then left to go to Seto.

Mokuba tip toed in the hallway until he reached Seto's office, the 11 year old opened the door and saw that his stoic older brother was, again, working on god knows what.

"Niisama?" asked Mokuba in a whisper. Seto didn't even look up, he looked as if he didn't even acknowledge his baby brother's presence. Mokuba asked again but not in a whisper, "Niisama?" Seto, again, didn't looked up but did answer, "What?" his voice seemed careless.

Mokuba came in and stood only a few feet away from the desk, "Um…can I…well…if you want me too…can I like…um......." Seto kept typing but impatiently said, "Mokuba, can you hurry it up, I'm a very busy person."

Mokuba gulped then sighed, "…Can I brush your hair…?" Now Seto stopped typing and looked up at Mokuba, "Mokuba, I don't know how to reply to that. Why on earth would you want to brush my hair?"

Mokuba's face was scarlet, "N-never mind, I'll be leaving now." As Mokuba was going to leave the picture of his mom brushing Seto's hair fell out of his mini jacket and landed on Seto's desk.

Seto picked up the picture before Mokuba could take it back. His eyes widened, "This is…me…and…Mother…" Seto stared at the picture with incredibly sad eyes. There was long silence.

Seto finally broke it, "So this is why you wanted to brush my hair." Mokuba's face was still red but he nodded. Seto did a rare half smile, he saved his progress on what he was working on then turned off his laptop.

Mokuba saw what he was doing but didn't quite get it, "Niisama, what are you doing?" Seto walked over to Mokuba and patted him on his head, "You said you wanted to brush my hair but how about I brush your hair first and we can look at the album you found together." Mokuba smiled then gave his brother a big hug.

Seto was now brushing Mokuba's hair as those two were looking at pictures, "Wow Niisama, I never knew how you could eat so much candy and not get sick." Mokuba laughed and Seto did stifle out a chuckle but then stopped as Mokuba was about to turn the page, "Wait no Mokuba…oh god…" Seto's face was now red and Mokuba was in shock, "Oh my god…why are you in a princess dress?" Seto kept on brushing Mokuba's hair, "…Never speak of this with anyone else..."

Well, what did you think? I thought I could have left out the last paragraph but my friend insisted I kept it in the story. I hope the story didn't suck that much ^-^;

Also, I'd be happy if you'd review!!! ^-^