A/N: Just a little drabble starring Seto and Mokuba Kaiba, yes I am a Seto fangirl and a bit of a Mokuba fangirl, don't judge me. Besides, can you blame me, their bond is adorable! Anyway, I really hope you guys like it. And remember, absolutely no flaming at all.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters, Kazuki Takahashi does.

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Despite heading a major corporation, I don't strike many as much of a happy person. But how is a person supposed to be happy when their childhood was snatched away from them and they know that they are never going to get it back? How is a person supposed to be happy when there's always someone attempting to get into your head and try to say they know you when all they did was find one or two things and just assume they knew everything about you? How are you supposed to deal with nearly losing your little brother, who you swore to protect, because of what your stepfather attempted to turn you into and turned you and your brother against each other?

I was once told I had a nice smile, but the action itself is a rare thing. But there is one thing in this world that makes me happy no matter what: my little brother Mokuba.

When Mokuba was a baby, our mother passed away. About three years later, our father was killed in an accident. None of our relatives wanted us so we were left in an orphanage. Mokuba had been scared at first and I confess I was a little afraid too. But I knew I had to be strong, for myself, but even more so for Mokuba.

Mokuba is the world to me. I would do anything for him.

I may seem like a cold-hearted jerk to many, but I'd like to see those people spend a few years with Gozaburo Kaiba like I did and then see if they were jumping for joy about it. I could list a number of things that that demon spawn did to me and my brother. His son, Noa was almost as bad. Maybe I could have actually been sympathetic toward him due to him having Gozaburo for a father. But any feelings other than hatred vanished when the brat attempted to take my brother away from me.

I don't know which one I hate more, Gozaburo for keeping me from my brother throughout the years we were here or Noa for attempting to make my brother forget who I was and what we meant to each other. But the worst was when he used my brother as a shield, knowing that I could never harm my little brother.

Maybe I don't know which one I hate more, but I do know that I hate them both and though Mokuba forgave them, I can't, not now and maybe not ever.

We've been through it all, me and Mokuba. But we were together and that was all I could have asked for. Ever since the deaths of our parents, I swore that I would always protect him, no matter what.

He's smiling at me now, looking up at me, those violet-gray eyes peeking through that thick, black hair of his. You wouldn't think we were related, but we are.

I know that on the outside I may seem cold and heartless to some, but I really do care about my brother. No, I love my little brother with all of my heart, I always have and I always will. And nothing will ever change that. Not ever.

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