Breaking Curfew

At fifteen years old, Mokuba finally did something for himself. Him and some friends went to an underground Kid's Club. There was alcohol, dancing, drugs, and lewd kinds of acts. There, Mokuba sat in the middle of it all enjoying these new and foreign sights. This new feeling of freedom found its way inside of him, it didn't matter whether Seto approved of him or not. It wasn't like he even cared anymore. Right?

"Come on, you're a Kaiba! Take a drink!" Satori urged.

"Yeah, not like Seto's around to go sniffing on you or anything." Yamawaki, his other friend, chimed in.

After what his friend said, Mokuba gave it no thought and downed a shot of expensive vodka.

He coughed and wiped his mouth, "Ugh, that's some strong stuff."

Minutes turned into hours, and when Mokuba glanced at his phone, he noticed two things. He had nineteen missed calls and that it was three a.m in the morning. Slightly tipsy he used every bit of his energy to call him and his friends a cab. Yamawaki and Satori were dropped off first. Then lastly, stumbled out of the cab and into the mansion. Once inside, he was suddenly greeted by a harsh white light.

"Ngh, S-Seto?" Mokuba croaked out.

"Mokuba…" Kaiba started with a low growl in his voice, "Where the hell have you been? It's three thirty in the morning!"

Those last words came out like bullets of hurricane force winds. Seto inched closer to examine his baby brother. Blood shot eyes, dishevelled hair, and then the smells.

"I smell alcohol and marijuana! Mokuba Kaiba-"

"No, no, no! I'm not taking this shit from you right now!"

Seto stepped back aghast at what his baby brother just said to him. The once submissive, innocent, baby brother had turned into a rebellious teen. Or rather, he turned into someone free of Seto's controlling shadow.

"Excuse me?"

It was as if the almighty Seto Kaiba was shrinking.

"You heard me," Mokuba stared Seto straight in the eyes with his blood-shot red ones, "You just decided to notice I exist? What's wrong? Is it convenient for you now? Please, you don't get to act like daddy with me. Now move!"

Mokuba gathered some strength and charged past a shocked Seto.

Mokuba, what's happened to you? Why are you acting like this?

Seto fell to his knees, mortified at what had happened. Surely things would get better. Right?

BREAKING CURFEW: END

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