Hey guys, I made another one-shot! I know…all those people who read Seto Kaiba! My ENGLISH TEACHER! are upset with me….but I just got an idea for this…DON'T KILL ME! I have been trying to update, but a couple stories that belong not just to me but my friends also…well let's just say they aren't anywhere near being done and my friend Kelsey wants me to finish the second chapter of our story…so that's my first priority. I came up with this story last night at about midnight. I didn't have any references for the vault Kaiba kept his cards in so I had no idea what he used to lock it…so I used what I thought best. Well here it is.

Secret Recreation

I pulled out my box of paints from under my bed and my easel and canvas out of my closet.

These items never left their hiding spots except when Seto left town. He never approved of me getting involved in such recreation. The only artwork of mine that he had ever valued were the drawings of the Blue-eyes White Dragon I had given him when we were in Gozaburos care and those had quickly been replaced by the real things.

None of the drawings I had made when I was younger had hung on the fridge. He disregarded any comment made by my teachers about how talented I was.

I dipped my paintbrush in all of my feelings. Paint was no longer my medium. My anger frustration and sorrow were brushed onto the canvas, turned into something positive. I poured my soul into the painting.

I stood back admiring my own work. I had painted Seto and myself, hiding and huddled back to back frightened but a small glimmer of hope in our eyes. The painting needed one more thing. Actually, it needed three.

I walked silently to my brothers room, almost horrified at what I was about to do. If Seto ever found out, well I wasn't sure what would happen. I slowly entered the room letting the door stay open a crack. I flipped the switch on his small desk lamp and pulled open a tiny drawer in his desk. I lifted the note cards that lay in the drawer and turned an almost invisible knob to reveal a compartment. The compartment contained only one thing, a key.

Grabbing the key, I hurried out of the room and practically ran to the vault in the basement. My heart raced as I opened the vault door and put in the combination for one of the many large lockers. In the locker that o opened was my brothers' deck and the deck contained my brothers' very real Blue-eyes White Dragons. As I reached inside to pull out the deck my hand brushed against a small container.

I let go of the deck to grab the container and pulled it out. I stared at what my hands held in disbelief. In the container, Seto kept my very first drawings…The Blue-eyes White Dragon. The very drawings my brother and I had found hope through during time with Gozaburo.