A little what if? Mokuba when releaced after being traped as a card came back a little different. Try a now a 25 year-old now stuck in an 11 year-olds body and trying figure it all out.

"Blasted bird, just die already." As the fighter swings his staff once more at the Harpy.

"SCREECHHH-CRACK" as the staff connected to the birds head knocking it out.

"No that's going to leave a mark." As the fighter starts to loot the Harpy and then tie her to the nearest tree.

Thinking "She had some good items on her; they should bring in a nice price at the next town or two over." As he pockets the new items in his brown leather travelers pack.

Looking at the man you wouldn't think much of him with his common wooden staff and his not so flashy tan leather boots. The blue pants and long sleeved gray shirt with the tan cord that closed front of the shirt didn't really scream fear me. His face was even less intimidating, long black wavy hair that came to center of his back and the blue/gray eyes set on an average looking face. If you didn't just see him fight you would suspect him as just another face in the crowd, and that was the way he liked.

Later after he set-up camp, he took out a small old strip of red cloth and started to play with it a little going off into a world only he could see.

Thinking "14 years, how would you look brother? Would I be closer to your eyes now or would I still be staring at your protective back? You know it's had to think about you. I know I look older then the last time I saw you, but every time I picture you all I see is a teen younger then I am now, yet stronger than I will ever be. Seto I miss you." As he puts the strip back into his bag and starts to prepare for the night.

The next morning he was off once more and moving closer to a town that would be safe to sell the stolen items without much questioning when he felt a small "pull" of sorts.

"Uha! What was that?" As he leans on the nearest tree.

"AAAHHH!" When the "pulling" turns into a feeling of every part of his body on fire and being stretched in every direction.

It was only for a few minutes, but for the man it felt like a few days till thankfully the pain made him black out.

"Mokuba." Unknown male as he lightly poking him.

"Uha." as he rolls over and curls back up in sleep.

"Mokuba." As the same man as before starts to poke him harder.

"Give him some time Kaiba, he has been through a lot." Different male voice.

"Shut-up Wheeler." Seto

"Guys I think he's waking up, he's moving around a bit." Third male voice.

Blink, rubbs his eyes and blinks again. "Seto?"moves to put his hands over his mouth only to stop and stair at his hands and then the rest of his body in shock.

Thinking "What the fuck, where the items cures and I just missed it. There is no way I'm 11 again and back with my brother." Mokuba

Seto puts his arm on his sholder to try and snap him out of it only to have his arm flung off.

"Mokuba?" Seto

"Back off." As he moves into a defencive position away from the others.

"Something is wrong here Yugi." Yami

"Yes but what can we do?"Yugi

"Let me handle this."Yami

"Alright." With that the puzzle glows and the two switch.

Thinkning "Who is that shadowing Mokuba? Did we get somone else when the cards seal was broken? Only one way to find out." Yami

"Who are you shadow, and what have you done to Mokuba?" Yami

"I am Mokuba. It's the rest of you that are somthing cooked up figment of my imagination brought on by some curse I must have missed on some items." Mokuba

"Oh, and why do you say that?" Yami

"Last time I checked I was a 25 year-old and had been living in the shadow relm for the past 14 years. Not an 11 year-old with an older brother and friends that haven't aged scince I left." Mokuba

"What?" Seto

"Oh no, Mokuba this isn't some random curse dream." Yami

"Funny I thought it was." Mokuba

"No listen please, we defeated Pegasus and releaced eveyone traped by his eye, but something must of gone wrong with you. It has only been a few weeks ( AN: not quite sure on the timing of it) scince you were put there from here." Yami

Sees that he isn't kidding and then realy looks over everyone in the room and realises that he is back only now in his younger selfs body.

"I need to think about this give me some time." As he walks to a diffrent room.

"What was that about." Joey as he looks from the direction Mokuba left to Seto then to Yami.

"It is what he said, he is an adult traped in a childs body in a place thought lost to him. Just give him some time." Yami

Room that Mokuba went into.

Thinking while looking at a miror "I'm back, I realy am back, but things are so wrong." His hand starts to trace his reflection on miror. On impulse he takes his cloths off to see if any of his scars or marks have transfured over. "Nothing, not one mark on me form over there." When he puts back on his cloths he starts to check out all of what he has on him when he finds a card in one of his pants pokets.

Name: Lost Brother

Type: Warrior/Effect

Stats: 2000/2200, If the monster that this card defeats has had any cards used with it the user of this card my select any of those cards used for their deck.

"It's me." As he looks at the card.

KNOCK, KNOCK

"Mokuba?" Seto

"Come on in brother." Mokuba

"What is going on?" Seto

"Here, I found this on me I think it will explain things better than what I can say." Mokuba

Seto took the card and looked it over and then back to Mokuba.

"This can't be real. Magic isn't real." Seto looking a little scaired.

"Trush me I wish it wasn't but it is I should look like that and not like this. I came back late but I still came back. Please except that brother." Mokuba

"So you're how old now?" Seto

"25. I gues that makes me older than you now, but it would feel to weird to call you little brother." Mokuba

"If it wasn't for your eyes, and the way you now carry yourself I wouldn't beleave it." Seto

"My eyes?" Mokuba

"Yes, anyone can fake a card or act a little different, but no one can fake the age in your eyes." Seto

"Thank-you for trusting me brother." Mokuba

This is just a thought good at the time kind of thing thanks to my writers block on my main story. I figured a dribble in to other realms would help with it, it did last time, if you what to know more give me a buzz I may continue this if the response is positive. Last note, my spell check is acting up so please forgive my bad spelling.

What I have to say: I own nothing, baring the occasional OC put in for kicks.