I am not sure what to rate this, maybe PG-13 is a good indication. There is violence and somewhat mature subject matter.

How did I get the idea to write this fic? Well, I'll tell you now it all started with dreams. I had a dream of this first chapter in Seto's POV, and I developed ideas from there.

Disclamer: I do not own, and have not ever owned, YGO or any of the characters, why would I be writing fan fiction if I did?

Seto's POV

It was early morning and Mokuba had come to me while I was in my room knowing I was up and ready to start the day. I hardly heard his soft, seemingly reluctant, knock. I opened my door to see his normally cheerful green eyes clouded with uncertainty as he gawked at me for a minute or two. He was wearing his yellow vest, striped green and blue shirt, a pair of jeans, and white socks. His hair looked a bit messy, but that was normally the best it ever became, even after quite a few strokes from a brush or comb. I asked him what is was he wanted, not in a rough tone that I normally use, but the soft tone I use with my only brother and family. His cheeks got a bit pink as he looked away and past me into my neat and tidy room. I wonder what is going on with him? He's not acting quite like himself . . . But today was not only different because he came to see me so early in the day, but he had also asked me to do something he hasn't asked from me (in such a direct way that is) in a long time. He wanted me to spend a bit of time with him before I took off to work. I had no real reason to deny his request, though the time we spent together would have to be short. And I was in a good mood right now as well. So, since I was a bit a head of schedule anyway, I agreed to let him 'hangout' with me before I left.

He looked a bit tired still, so I told him he should rest. I was still sitting on the bed when he came over and hugged me. I always enjoy seeing him happy, simple pleasures seem to please him more often than not. He seems to enjoy being around me more than playing with the many 'luxurious toys' that fill his room.

Oh right, he needs to clean his room. I had forgotten about that. I smiled at the thought of seeing him pout about such a task. Sure I could have gotten a maid to clean his room for him, but having him do it himself will let him learn discipline and how to fend for himself so he won't have to depend on anyone. I will always be there for him, yes, but I don't want him to grow up to be a baka like that Jounuchi character.

I decided to lie back on the bed and let him snuggle up to me. He's so warm. I slipped my left arm around him as his head came to rest on my chest. His arm settled around me and his long, dark, messy hair spilled over onto me. His untameable hair, nothing seemed capable of taming it, no comb, brush, or styling gel in the world . . . I laughed to myself at the thought of seeing my little brother with tidy hair.

The white leather coat I wore seemed to not bother him at all. The intimidation technique of my apparel was only one of the tricks I had learned that keeps imbeciles from bothering me. What about my attitude you ask? Heh, that was always mine to begin with. But, being my only family, Mokuba understood and knew me better than anyone else in our existence. I know I can always trust Mokuba to do what is right.

The curtains of my four-poster bed were now drawn, as I looked up at the canvas that stretched overhead. The sun's bright rays were shinning softly through the shifting sheers of the glass sliding door I had opened earlier to let in the slight spring breeze. The balcony to which the sliding door led overlooked a recently blooming garden of various flowers. Sure they looked quite nice, and smelled sweet as well, but I was never one to be partial to obsessing over greenery. The servants were the ones who took care of the grounds. And besides, I had always preferred to look to science and technology then depend upon nature to come up with something man could do just as well; or even better, in most cases. No machine or man-made material could ever replace Mokuba though. He is the most important thing in my life, and nothing can change that, or the fact he is my little brother, and my responsibility since our parents died.

I let my right arm come to rest upon my forehead as I let my thoughts of everything and anything swirl about in my head. I could not recall the last time I had let myself go so far as to relax this much in Mokuba's presence. Or even in my own for that matter. Well, it doesn't matter anyway. Living in the present is what is important. To think of the past too much will only bring bad memories and unhealthy feelings. I have a business to run after all. I cannot let myself be ruled by my emotions . . .

Suddenly things were dark. I was in such pain that all I was able to do was kneel on the ground with my eyes shut tight. Where am I? What's happening to me?! It feels as if there is a lot pressure on my mind, heart, and soul . . . it's so strong . . .

Mokuba! I was starting to panic. I stretched my senses out to find him. His aura was only a few feet behind me. What a relief he's okay, but he won't be for long if he stays here! I struggled to get the words out of my mouth. I wanted him to leave and go someplace safe.

I can't move! My hands are chained behind me as well! Ah . . . what a blow to the head.

Come on Mokuba! Please, just go . . . I-I'll be okay. Just go . . . now, while you still have a chance . . .

Either it was just my senses leaving me as I began to collapse to the ground, or he trusted me and left. Even if he had done so reluctantly, and tried to say he wanted to stay, I was quite relived he didn't remain here.

I felt as if I was falling down slowly, like sinking to the bottom of a large body of water . . . No sound, no feeling . . . Lying on the ground with my hands chained behind me, a dark cloaked figure kneeled before me.

They must be the one who has done this to me! Rendered me helpless and . . . No! Don't think about that now! Mokuba is safe, that is what matters . . . right? Yes, I'm sure of it. I will get my revenge . . .

My vision is blurring, still so much pressure . . . the person in front of me emits a bad aura, one of deeply seeded darkness . . . but they have hair as white as fresh, pure snow . . . No, I know it's not Bakura . . . his aura, it's not this way . . . I can't see any other features. Their face is shrouded in the shadows of their deep and dark cloak . . .

Damn! I'm blacking out now. Oh well, less pain that way I suppose. Just like . . . no, don't think about the past. It isn't healthy remember?

The darkness is getting deeper, the figure before me is fading . . . so is the pain, and feelings of . . .

Black, darkness, silence, I'm surrounded by nothingness. I am now unconscious I suppose. But just who was that person? They certainly were not Bakura . . . But who else could have hair like that? No one else I can remember right now, that's for sure . . . Hmm . . .

Oh, so . . . tired, must . . . rest . . . Darkness consumes me more.

My eyes fly open and I am breathing deeply. What the Hell was that?! I gazed around, my room, but I remain lying down, so that Mokuba will remain undisturbed . . .

It's all . . . the same. I looked to my watch, only a few minutes have passed?! Alright, just relax. It was just a screwy dream alright, nothing to freak out about. Wow, Mokuba is still asleep, but he was always like that. At least he doesn't seem to have been affected. Though that dream felt so . . . so real . . .

Time ticked by and the peace remained un-broken. I had decided to push the dream out of my conscious thoughts. Well time to go. I gently shook Mokuba and called his name softly. I told him I had to get going now and slipped out of his embrace. He just snuggled deeply into the blankets and my pillow as I stood there and watched him for a bit.

I told him he could sleep for a bit longer, but I also stressed the importance of his homework. I began to walk out of the door, then I heard his voice call to me. I turned and smiled at him as he told me to be careful. I said I would, and I mentioned his homework again. He sighed and went back to sleep.

As I walked down the hall I wondered, was something wrong with him this morning though? He wasn't acting quite like himself . . . I shook my head, no. If there was a problem, I'm sure he wouldn't hesitate to tell me about it. I ran my day plan through my head as I headed into the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast before I left for work.

later that morning, just before lunch

I was so wrapped up in my work I was almost running late for my lunch appointment that afternoon. I was scheduled to meet Mokuba and Royalle for lunch at a place of their choice, a pizza place if I knew them as well as I thought I did.

First I had to go home and pick up Mokuba, and then we would meet up with Royalle at her favourite café down the block from her house.

I quickly saved my new information on my laptop, packed it up in my briefcase and told my secretary to save any messages for me until I got back after lunch. If there were to be any important calls, I had my cell. On the way down to the elevator, and through the entrance doors, I thought I saw someone following me. But that couldn't be right, our security at Kaiba Corp. was quite strict, I made sure of that personally, so I ignored it.

Mokuba was already waiting excitedly for me at the main entrance doors of the mansion when I arrived. He got in quickly and started talking happily about what food he wanted to eat, of course. We drove off down through town to pick up Royalle.

She was one of Mokuba's friends, even if she was my age; she got along with Mokuba rather well. She wasn't all that bad at games either, for a girl of middle class status that is. I've not meet her family yet, including her younger brother which she talked a lot of. Not that I really needed to I reminded myself. If she was an okay person, I'm sure her family was too. Even if she didn't think so, the apple never falls very far from the tree right? She may have a bit of an attitude, but if she didn't . . . I shook my head. What am I thinking about this for? We were only going out for lunch because she was Mokuba's friend. Remember that. Heh, great, now you're starting to talk to yourself. I grinned, Mokuba noticed and I suppose the thought I was just happy to be going with him somewhere. I am a rather busy man, being the President of Kaiba Corp. is rather demanding, so that leaves little time for him than either of us prefer.

Mokuba's POV

I heard my brother's alarm clock go off as it did every morning, at the same time it does everyday. Just like clockwork I heard the shower turn on as he began to get ready for a new day at work.

I began to tell myself, 'He will agree.' I don't remember him saying anything about a big meeting at Kaiba Corp. this week, and his new invention was well underway, ahead of schedule actually. When I knew he was almost ready I jumped out of bed, hastily combed my hair and changed from my PJ's to my day clothes. I stopped to look in the mirror that hung on the door of my closet, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but I had a feeling something big was going to happen today. I had to see nii-sama before he went to work, I just knew it. Looking around my room I wondered if nii-sama had noticed it wasn't as clean as it could be.

I shrugged and walked over to his bedroom door. I was having second thoughts again as I stood there staring at his door with anxiety. I hesitantly knocked quietly. 'Did he hear me?' I'm sure he did. Just then the door opened. Sure enough his hair was fixed to perfection, his clothes didn't have a single crease, and his jacket was as white as ever. His blue eyes were fixed on me, but not in the cold, icy way they normally were on other people. He was always patient with me. "Yes, Mokuba?" he asked. I had just stood there and admired him for a second, and then I remembered what I had come here for. I broke eye contact with him and looked past him to his room; it too was fixed just as methodically as he always was, or seemed to be. I felt my cheeks grow slightly warmer. I told him I wanted to hangout with him before he went off to work. He seemed to think about it for a minute, but he readily agreed. He seemed to study me for a moment then told me I should rest for a bit. I was a bit sleepy still, waking up so early on a day that I didn't have school and all. So a sat beside him on the bed and hugged him warmly. He wasn't always 'comforting', but he always made me feel safe. He had promised to take care of me always, and he has continued to keep that promise.

Right then he did something I didn't expect. He had decided to lie back down on his bed and let me cuddle up to him. I my not have expected that, but there was no way I'd let such an amazing occurrence go by me! I put my arm around him and rested my head on his chest as it slowly rose and fell rhythmically. The sweet smell of the flowers from the garden below the balcony had wafted in as well. It was all so soothing; I ended up falling asleep next to his warmth and listening to his soft breathing. I wasn't able to talk to him about what I felt . . .

Ah, this is so nice. Huh? I thought I just felt nii-sama . . . shaking . . . No, he wouldn't do that. He's never afraid, not anymore . . . Just let myself slip back to where I was before, in the peacefulness of my sleep . . .

"Mokuba, Mokuba," I heard the soft voice calling me from my slumber, "I'm sorry, but I need to get going now . . ." I felt Seto get up and off the bed. I guess time had flown by as I was sleeping. I didn't want to leave though. I buried my face in his pillow and wrapped the comforter around myself to help me remember his warmth. It didn't work too well though.

"Alright, I'll let you sleep here for a while. Just remember to do your homework." He just stood by the bed for sometime, and then he began to walk out the door. I lifted my head out of the pillow and called to him, 'Be careful nii-sama . . .' He turned to me and nodded, "Yeah. Just make sure you do your homework." He smiled then left. I curled up in his bed and took a nap for a while.

I woke up about a half-hour later. I sighed as I crawled out of his bed. 'Well, I guess I could fix it a bit . . .' I thought as I looked at the now rumpled sheets and flat pillow. I did my best to tidy up nii-sama's bed before I left. Even after I had closed the door to Seto's room and walked back to my own, and after what happened earlier, I still had a bit of a bad feeling about today. 'Should I have told him? Naw, I don't want to stress him about something that is not important, right?'

I decided to think about it later and do my work right away, that way I could be done before nii-sama got home later today.

A few pages of work later . . .

Oh right! Nii-sama was coming home for lunch today so he, Royalle-chan, and I would go out to eat! I had just finished up my homework and was resting in my desk chair. I packed up my school things because it was getting close to lunch. 'Yes! Now we get to spend more time together!' I was so excited about our 'appointment' that I had forgotten what I had sensed about that day earlier.

I decided to wait for nii-sama out at the main entrance double-doors he would be at soon. All I was able to think about was the wonderful time I'd have with Royalle-chan and nii-sama. We hardly ever go out together, with Royalle-chan going through Veterinarian school, and nii-sama running Kaiba Corp. I knew Royalle-chan must have liked Seto, and Seto seemed to not think Royalle was 'not that bad of an influence.' Though neither of them would go as far as to say they liked to go out. I knew they must enjoy one another's company in some fashion because they seemed to try and go out as often was possible in their 'busy schedules,' with me along of course. I was friends with Royalle-chan, so that was here excuse. And Seto's was he would be with me to supervise while I was with her. I grinned, 'Yeah, good cover nii-sama. But you won't fool me!' Just then I heard the sound of the gates opening, and the limo coming around the corner and up the rest of the driveway. I got in and talked to Seto about the food I couldn't wait to eat.

I was busy talking away while Seto seemed to be thinking about something. I wasn't sure if he was really listening or not, then he grinned. I smiled back at him, 'Gee, I wonder what he is thinking?' But I was happy he seemed to be in a good mood today anyway.

But why did nii-sama seem . . . 'happier' today? I actually saw him smile too . . . Could he really be that glad to go out with me, and thus Royalle-chan as well? I smiled to myself at that thought. Today may well prove to be an interesting day after all! I just hope Royalle is in as good a mood as Seto seems to be, or it won't be all that enjoyable being with them. They can have pretty well 'heated debates,' that's what Royalle-chan calls them anyway.