Kaiba Mokuba

Mokuba saunters into the kitchen. The birds are chirping loudly through the open window. Kato Takumi, the Kaiba Estate's chef is hard at work cooking breakfast for the CEO and his brother. The younger Kaiba sits down in front of his brother «Good morning niisan!» he chirps. «Good morning.» the other mutters. 'Obviously he's not had his morning coffee.' Mokuba thinks to himself.

The two boys eat in silence until Seto is fully awake. «How was your night with Katsuya-san?» he asks. Mokuba halts his chewing and thinks deeply about the question. «It was good.» Seto nods and they both continue eating in a comfortable silence. It's so rare for them to eat together in such a serene calm, Mokuba is reluctant to break it, but a question has been plaguing his mind all night and he just has to ask. «Say, Seto?» he asks trying to sound nonchalant. «Hmm?» «If I was to misbehave, and I mean A LOT, would you turn to violence to punish me? Like hitting me and stuff?» Seto looks up from his plate and straight at Mokuba, his stoic face washing over with confusion, before settling on rage. Mokuba sinks down into his chair at his brother's sudden fury. «Of course not!», he shouts, «Who told you I would do that!?» Mokuba stares blankly, not sure if the question is rhetorical or not. «W-well Jou said that-» he begins under his brother's expectant glare, but is cut off by another shout and the sound of a chair being pushed away, «Jounouchi!? HOW DARE HE ACCUSE ME OF SUCH HORRIBLE THINGS?» Mokuba tries to reason with the angry boy «No! He didn't accuse you of anything! He just said that sometimes-» but he's cut off again. «I can't believe this! I've been called many things but an abuser? That's crossing the line. That mutt doesn't know who he's dealing with!» Seto spits. He walks out of the dining room and into the hall and stomps not-so-elegantly to the main entrance where he grabs his coat off of his coat rack. «Seto! Where are you going!?» Mokuba squeaks, following after him, but he doesn't get an answer just a door slammed in his face.

Kaiba Seto

Seto slams the door to his car and shoves the key into the ignition. His hands are shaking and his heart feels like it's going to jump right out of his chest. 'How DARE that low life DOG accuse me of abusing my little brother? Sure we've had our ups and downs but I would never intentionally hit him. This is my own fault I should have never asked the mutt to babysit, what was I thinking?' Seto turns the key and starts up the car, he's about to set off to Jounouchi's house when he realizes he doesn't know where that is. «Goddamnit!» he curses under his breath.

He takes out his phone and dials the number under Jounouchi Katsuya knowing full well how ridiculous this situation is. «What?» the voice on the other end answers. «WHAT'S YOUR MOTHER FUCKING ADRESS?» Jounouchi sounds shaken up before slowly enunciating the address. Seto hangs up briskly and punches it in the GPS. He mutters to himself about mutts staying at the dog pound until he hears the little voice on the computer say he has arrived at his designated destination.

He looks around, he's at a park. 'Jounouchi lives at the park?' he wonders briefly, but shortly stops himself from thinking such stupid thoughts. Seto gets out of the car and looks around, it's still early and there aren't many people out. A thick dew sticks to the grass, something others would call beautiful, but Seto just thinks it's disgusting; you don't see him waking up drenched in sweat. There's a thin breeze making the trees swish. Seto relaxes a little at that: his muscles unclench and he stops gritting his teeth. Suddenly a flock of birds fly overhead and he feels an unfamiliar peace set in the pit of his stomach. He's always so preoccupied with work or dueling he never even once took the time to notice these things before. 'Great, I'm turning into a sap.' He reprimands himself bitterly.

«Damnit Kaiba! You're gonna tell me right now why ya woke me 'n dad up so early!» a voice yells right beside Seto's ear making him jump. He looks to his side and sees Jounouchi, blond hair mussed up and black eye still fresh. His rage comes back twofold. 'How can he yell at ME, when he's the one at fault here?' Turning to face the younger boy he gives him an even glare. With all the energy he has left in him he manages to speak like a normal human being. «How bout you begin by explaining to me why you told my brother I will abuse him if he misbehaves.» Jounouchi's face scrunches up in confusion «What?» he asks completely thrown off guard. «This morning Mokuba asked me if I'm going to use violence if he misbehaves.» Jounouchi's face softens and he gives the pissed off business man a small smile. «That's not what I said. He jus' asked me why- Well… He jus' asked me what the word abuse means n' I told him n' he asked me why people do that ta other people n' I explained to him that sometimes caretakers have mental problems or… drinkin' problems and think that violence is an appropriate way of punishing a child, I'm sure he didn't mean no harm.»

Seto stands, shocked, gaping at Katsuya, he processes everything that's been said. «I don't have a drinking problem.» he says quietly. He can see Jounouchi knitting his eyebrow and putting the pieces together so he scrambles for words, the only thing that comes out is a distressed «Who did that to your eye?» Now it's Jounouchi's turn to look distressed. «None o' yer beeswax Kaiba!» he says rather red face from embarrassment, then he runs away.

«I need a bloody mary.» Seto mutters to himself walking back to his car.