Chapter 1 New Offer

A/N I'm getting these out faster mainly because this story has been in production for two months. Things might slow down when i run out of chapter to update. But this idea was a story I added onto from earlier in 2012.

Mokuba-31 years

Tea, Seto and Joey -37 years

Kaiya-11 years

Kierra-8 years

Bella- 5 years

He didn't know why he was called to his supervisor's office, at that moment, he didn't really care. He was in the middle of fixing the interface system for the college when his page rang. He said it was urgent. HE was in the middle of updating new codes for the Cornell's computer system. He needed to do it quickly or else he'd get bitched at by the facility.

Once he got the page he sprinted across the campus to his supervisor's office.

He approached the door, panting. His boss said it was good news.

He pushed open the door to the small office.

"Come, Kyle sit down." A kind voice offered. Kyle obeyed sitting across the desk form the 50 year old man. Even after the effort changing his identity, it still felt weird being called that.

"You wanted to see me?" He asked. He had a deadline he promised to the college website to have it up and running by midnight tonight.

"I've known you been looking for a better job for your predicament." HE said. This predicament was that he was a single father of three kids. The pay here was enough to the basic groceries and bill but he were still scraping by. "As you know someone with your talent might want to be somewhere better so I've been making calls to a few colleagues of mine."

Kyle nodded. Mr. Remy had been his professor/ mentor, even offered him a position here at the college when his contract with the hospital ran out. He saw promise in the young lad to do more than just repair.

"Well one got back to me. Mr. Ross is the senior programmer for the expansion Kaiba Corp in America." HE continued. Kyle's mind just clung to one name, Kaiba Corporation. "HE mentioned he needs a software expert. I sent him your resume, we chatted about it over dinner and he'd like to give you a shot."

Kyle tensed up. "I'll have to think about it." He blurted out.

"IS there something wrong?" He asked sensing the obvious distress in his mentee.

"No, I just need to think about it." He reassured.

"The job pays 90 grand, health insurance comes after your first 90 days. Ryan said there is room for advancement. I feel it would be more to your interest than just fixing our computers." HE said hoping to get the kids to move on at his mediocre pace. In his mind, the kid was off to do better things than just fixing broken computers and teach.

The younger man did everything he could to avoid that place. Ignoring the many calls over the years. Their HR did their best to recruit him year after year.

"Is there something wrong?" Mr. Remy asked, with a knowing glint in his eye. Notice the puzzled look on the younger mans face.

"No, why do you ask?" HE asked getting an uneasy feeling in his stomach. Like this man knows something he shouldn't

"Seems like something bothering you." HE said head resting on his hand wit ha smirk that told Kyle he knew somethings.

"Nothing's bothering me. This is just so sudden." He said.

"Doesn't seem so sudden since Mr. Ross said they tried to contact you for years."

Shit he thought, why couldn't people keep their mouths closed.

"Just not the right time." Kyle lied.

"When it is ever the right time?"

"What are you getting at?" He asked, trying to play dumb. Inside the pounded in his ears.

"Come on Mokuba, you don't realize how many would kill to bear your name." HE said with an all-knowing grin. Mokuba winced, he hadn't heard that name in over a decade.

Mokuba didn't react at the statement, sitting there in disbelief.

"H-How?" Mokuba asked, breathlessly.

"Appearance. I knew the first time you stepped in my class. You can cut your hair, cover yourself in tattoos and piercings all you want but it didn't stop me from seeing it." Mokuba fiddled with a silver post in his ear lobe. "You have been gone for a long time Mokuba. Any particular reason why?"

"No reason, maybe I don't want to have my future decided for me. Thank your help, I'll have think about the offer." Mokuba said standing up and heading for the door. HE had heard enough from him mentor.' "Don't say anything about it. Forget that I even existed"

"Will do." He said just was Mokuba was about to leave. "Mokuba." The kid stopped, halfway through the door. "It been an honor to teach someone one of the Kaiba brothers." He said bowing his head in respect.

"The honor was mine." HE said with a small smile, before closing the door to the office. And a section of his life.

He went back to the tech building and fished reconfiguring the website. Then called to the Dean to inform her that the website was up and running before heading home. The walk to the car left him to think.

He never thought his life would end up here, but a lot can happen with a decade. The great Mokuba Kaiba, single father to three kids and still dealing with the repercussions of a nasty divorce. One that left him homeless for a time.

That where he met Tea. He was glad she kept her promise of moving to New York to live and study dance. If it wasn't for her he'd be dead and his children would end up just like him. Orphaned.

"Mokuba?"

Damn he hadn't heard that name in years. Who would bother him today. Only people who did told him he couldn't park here, or he wasn't welcome. He groaned, he was just seconds into a deep slumber with his girls tucked under the tarp. The cold air nipping at his malnourished body.

"Mokuba, is that you?! What happen?! Kaiba's been looking for you! He worried sick!" He turned his head up to look in the direction of the voice. It was filled with concern.

So familiar.

His vision blurred, damn he needed to feed. But from where? That a good question. He lied to Kaiya so she could have the last sip of blood. All he could see was a brunet figure staring at him in…amazement…disbelief.

Blue eye meet grey eyes. He heard a gasp and a clatter. Then felt a comforting hand on his should, pushing him against the wall. Her face was closer to his. All her saw was blue eye sparkling in the moonlight, filled with recognition.

"Mokuba, are you alright." He didn't respond. "Say something."

"T-Tea." He muttered, before closing his eyes. His body screamed for sleep.

"Mokuba! Mokuba! Please say something." She said frantically shaking the younger man.

He could feel himself fade in and out. He fought to regain focus.

Was this how he was going to die?

He heard shouting and pleading but he couldn't pin point who. Who every was trying to help was familiar. He opened his eyes and vision focused just as he saw his daughter pull her arm back to-

"Kaiya p-please s-stop." He begged of his daughter. The girl froze and looked over to a very conscious Mobuka, struggling to get up. Once he rose to his feet, fight the urge to pass out. He staggered over to the young girl and pulled Tea out of her grasp. He knelt down to the girls level.

"B-But I saw her-"

"No, she didn't." he said softly. "she is not going to hurt us. She is a friend." Kaiya looked over to the woman eyes still full of suspicion. Now go back to sleep. Daddy have to talk to an old friend." The girl nodded before going back into the alleyway He looked over to the stunned Tea. "That's my daughter, Kaiya Seto Crenshaw.."

"Crenshaw?" She asked confused. Seto was an accutate name for the child. Same appearance and same temperament.

"A fake name."

"I don't understand, why didn't you stop coming back home? Where have you been? Mokuba-"

"Here I'm Kyle." He interrupted sharply. "I abandon that name years ago. I've been away living life."

"But why?"

"Made things a little easier. I could disappear into New York and become something different. I don't have to be known as Seto's little brother anymore. OR worry about taking over Kaiba Corp."

"I highly doubt this is any better. Why are you on the street."

He sighed, still weary from the day. He fished in the pocket to Tea's shock a carton of cigarettes and lighter. He took one out, lit it and took a draw from it. Damn he needed one. He wasn't proud of his habit, it just made things easier. He gave up alcohol when he got kicked out but he still needed the occasional smoke.

He blew out a puff of smoke. Letting the nicotine take effect.

"It started three week ago. I started the process of divorces. Well my soon-to-be-ex-wife didn't take to kindly to. She threw a fit, told me to pack my bag and threw me out with the kids like they trash. She despites Kaiya for her bold attitude and Keirra because they reminded her of me. She kept Bella, right now I'm working on getting her back. I don't trust my baby mama with my kids." He chuckled at the phrase before taking another drag. "We've been living in my car until it got repossessed. I couldn't keep up with the payments. After that we went to sleeping on the streets. That where you found me today."

Tea started at the drag. So many question resounded in her head. Why was he here? What made him leave everything? Why is he smoking?

She noted his haggard appearance and short hair now shaggy. Wait didn't Mokuba pride himself in that. His hair hung near his chin, with jagged ends cut into it.

"How long have you been smoking?" she asked staring at the burning tip.

"A couple years." He stated like it was obvious.

"Why did you start?"

"Stress. Dealing with my wife and kids, working two or three jobs and going college, does that to ya. This isn't really that bad considering the other shit i've done. "

At this point she didn't want to know. "Can't you go home?"

Mokuba laughed at the notion. "Go home. Yeah. That real funny. To tell Seto what? 'Oh Big Bro I got my degree, big bro but I'm homeless. I've out on the streets. Also I got a bitch knocked up three times.' Yeah that will go over real well. The media would eat that shit up."

Tea was taken back by his mouth. First seeing him on the streets, then the cigrattes, now his tone. What else is he hiding? "Don't be so shocked Tea. I've been like this for over a decade. I'm much different than the little kid that followed his brother everywhere."

"I'm sure Kaiba would want you home. Mokuba don't you want to go home? Anything is better than this. Mokuba, he misses you. When you left it damn near killed him." She pleads with the black-haired man.

Mokuba looked unchanged by her speech more focused on getting his nicotine fix. It was the only thing that helped his other cravings. He felt his canines push through his gums. Damn he needed to feed again. He hadn't in three meat could only get him so far. It would get him by but not fill the void. His cigarette burning closer to the filler.

Being surrounded by his food and not being able drink drove him crazy. Tea started to look very delectable. He could sink his fangs and get sated for a moment. He cursed himself for thinking like that.

She sighed in defeat. He won't go home but there had to be something better than this.

"At least just come with me. You need a better place for your kids." She said, taking his silence as a no. "I have a house in the west end. Please just stay the night."

He eyed her suspiciously. He didn't want to rely on other but it seemed inventible. Better Tea than some shelter.

"Fine." He said flicking the drag near the dumpster.

That one night became a week.

Then a month.

Then years.

Tea would try and convince him to say another couple months. Touching a nerve, saying it was good for his kids.

Tea was fine with the arrangement as long as he paid his share. She gave his daughters a good motherly figure. Someone who wasn't shit-faced every night and wouldn't yell at them. Kaiya still held to her doubts for the first year. Tea talked to Mokuba about going home with her to Domino but he quickly shot idea down. Time after time again.

It was a rough first year. Mokuba wasn't used to depending on someone for a long time. He didn't want to go soft incase Tea changed her mind. HE kept friendly banter with the dancer until the conversation turned to his past. His eyes would narrow and just simple reply 'I don't want to talk about it'. Then excuse himself from where ever they were sitting. After being shot down so much, she learned just to avoid the subject completely. Why dredge up the past when you couldn't change it.

He couldn't keep it away, CPS came a knockin, then the lawyers, then the loan shark. He couldn't avoid the topic completely, just told her the main parts. Tea had to vouch that she had not criminal record and provide bank not and statement of her earning so the girls could stay. Neither of the them wanted the kids to be lost to the system.

He pulled up to the house with Kaiya and Keirra in tow. Keirra was excitedly talking about her day at the dance academy, trying to use the Japanese language her father instilled in her. She had the kind of energy that would have given his 8-year old self a run for his money. She bounced out of the car and up the stairs. He looked up at the rear-view mirror to his eldest daughter. Who was reading the last page of her book before closing it up and putting it in her bag. Her expression was emotionless, almost nonchalant, but her eyes told it all.

He didn't miss the thick scar running from the inner corner of her ear to the to the corner of her mouth. Still freshly healed. He didn't stare too long; in case the brunet noticed. Kaiya didn't like attention paid to it.

"So, how was your day?" he asked in Japanese, as he got out of the car.

"Same old, same old. Its school dad." She said blankly, in the same fluent tongue. Grabbing her bag out of the car and walking to the house. Somewhat proud that part of the Kaiba brothers lived on. He noticed a slight limp, he wished he didn't know from what. He closely followed is daughter in case she slumped over from exhaustion. The doctor gave her a a crutch but she didn't want to use it. She ascended the stairway, gripping onto the white railing for support.

"I'll get that." He opened the doors, holding for his daughter as she limped in.

The inside had a relaxed atmosphere. The white wall reflecting the sun outside. The foyer had a staircase pushed to either side that led to the second floor. The hallway next to the staircase going back to the kitchen and breakfast room. On both sides were doorways, both leading to wing of the house. Aside than Keira's singing from upstairs it was quiet.

"Homework first." He reminded the brunet. Who shouldered a bag and strolled over to the breakfast table. She pulled out a tick textbook and supplies for math. Some would think it's odd for a child to do such advanced mathematics but Mokuba chalked it up to the Kaiba genes in her.

Tea's work was close to Bella's elementary school, made it easier for the brunet to get his daughter instead of driving across the city. Tea retired from professional ballet 3 years ago and was offered a job to teach. He went upstairs to his room to change. The job offer still fresh on his mind.

Mokuba came back down went to the fridge and pulled out a pitcher with his favorite drink. He poured him a tall glass of it and sat down at the table in the kitchen. He mindlessly flipped through a few channels before settling on a movie.

He tuned out the movie, his mind wandering to the past. Maybe he became more like his brother than he'd like to admit. Cold, reserved, but somehow, he retained his warm nature. He never thought he would be the father of three precocious children. Deep down it was worth it. Just to raise his children the way they needed to. To see them smile and never have to worry if the media was following them like he did.

When the movie ended he got up and washed off his glass. Kaiya had left to do some 'light' reading in the library. Tea would kill him if she saw a speck of blood on her crystal. Kaiya had long finished her homework, he briefly scanned over it. No work shown, just the answers. The teachers got frustrated with her over this. Mokuba's response was 'why does she need to? She can do it in her head. Isn't that more important?'

He opened the door to a small library. It was a grand room with light hardwood floors. A set of frameless window panes in the back allowing light to shine through. A chandelier provided additional light, illuminating the room. Along the walls were bookcases that stretched to the ceiling, filled to the brim with book. Accumulated from Kaiya frequent trips to the various used book stores. Tucked in a corner were a set of couches and chairs. With end table on either side. One of the lamps was on. A couple desk were tuck away on the opposite side of the bookcases for more in-depth studies.

In a chair was the brunet, engulfed in another thick encyclopedia. Tuned out to the world by an iPod playing. A note pad was on a coffee table a pen flutter across the pages on its own accord. Jotting down note from her recent readings. A glass of blood floated from the end table into the brunet hands. Kierra complain that it was unfair that Kaiya didn't use it for cooler thing than taking notes and cooking. He didn't know how to raise vampire child, many of his lesson came from trial error.

He watched Kierra prancing around the room, lost in her own world. Until she saw her daddy. He tried to reserved time for them to watch TV and play video games. HE didn't understand it when he was younger but now that he had kids of his own, he didn't want them to be glued to screen. Right now, it was leisure time, a time to engage in hobbies and interest or work on homework.

"Daddy, I finished my homework. Can you look over it?" She said after taking off the head phones. She grabbed the noirette's arm and dragged him to one of the desks. Then shoved two workbooks, already open to the correct assignment. He briefly scanned it, before handing it back to her with a smile of approval.

Kaiya wasn't the only who dipped into the Kaiba gene pool. Kierra was the spitting image of him in appearance. A very hyperactive child who's interest was having fun, didn't matter if it caused trouble or not. Eyes that screamed innocents and begging for trust.

"Can we play hunt?" she asked, hand behind her back, rocking on her heels.

He knew he was going to regret this but agreed anyway. Kierra still needed to incase if the butcher shop didn't offer it.

"Kiya!" She yelled. The brunet jumped causing the blood to slosh in the glass.. She glanced down at her not book, her pen now smashed into the notebook with black ink soaking the pages. She sighed, setting the glass on the end table and taking out her headphone.

"Kierra-" She scolded.

"I'm sorry." She said, pulling her hands behind her. "Can we got outside and play now?"

"Your not going to kick the head again are you?" She asked.

"I'll try."

"Then fine."

Mokuba came inside, panting. This was suppose to be a simple game of soccer. Instead it ended up with Kierra kicking Kaiya in the shin. If Kaiya had not been a vampire, it would have broken a bone. Kierra on the other hand had expanded her vocabulary. He got Kaiya into the house and resting on the couch before the neighbor came. Who was now swearing like a sailor.

He swore this would be the last time he used himself as bait for those kids.

"Daddy what does fuck me?" Kierra asked as her father grabbed and ice pack out of the fridge.

"It's a word I never want to hear you say." HE responded calmly. This better than Kaiya who learning this off the street. He ended up grounding the brunet when she was 6, for calling him a motherfucker. 'Why, Mommy calls you that' was what got her ground for a month.

"Why does Kaiya get to say that?" She asked, curiously.

"She's injured, things slip when you're hurt." He tried to explain in the mot simple way possible.

"So, if I get hurt can I say it?" She asked, the cog in her head turning.

"I rather you not." HE walked past her, to his eldest, Kaiya was sporting a nasty bruise.

He kept telling himself that this was going to be last time he let them practice hunting on each other. Kierra had a way of making it hard to say no.

HE put down a small cloth before applying cold compress. "Shit." She swore under her breath. Kaiya would be feeling that for another week. He wrapped a bandage around it. "Just lay still. Kierra stop trying to hurt your sister."

"I didn't mean to." She said, staring at him with the kind of eyes that would melt even the coldest of hearts.

"What going on here?" Tea called. She set down her purse down on the counter.

"Just another practice hunting accident. Kaiya got hurt." Kierra answered.

"Again?" Tea cocked an eyebrow.

"Daddy!" She ran up to her father and let into his arms. Mokuba caught her bring the blond into a tight hug.

"Hi sweetie. How was school?" He asked the five-year-old.

"It was good, Daddy. I learned my ABCs." She said with a slight lisp

"That great, sweetheart. How about you go wash up, dinner will be ready in a few minutes." He said gesturing for the two oldest to do the same.

"Okay Daddy." He set the little girl down, who happily followed her sisters.

He turned to Tea who had exhaustion written all over her face. Her hair just about coming down from her hair tie.

"Is food ready?" she asked exasperated in Japanese. It was nice to have Mokuba around to just speak to someone of her native tongue.

He nodded before going back to the food. Mokuba felt the same. Despite being fluent in English it took him a while to learn American English, even longer to pick up slang.

She felt honored that he could open up to her. Or at least take the help from her.

Mokuba called the kids in, had them wash their hands, take their cup of blood, and take a plate. As they ate each told them about their day. Mokuba was rubbing the bridge of his nose at Kaiya after she insulted another teacher…again. Sometimes he wished that intelligence was the only thing she got from Seto. It had made for so very interesting trips to the school. That temper had almost gotten her expelled from school. He cursed Seto's genetics for giving her such hot temper.

I need to put Kaiya in therapy.

Maybe the therapist could figure out what goes through her head. Highly unlikely but it was worth a shot. At best, he'll get a laugh at how she insulted the man.

Kierra was earning another dance routine from the performing arts school. She aced her all finals for the year and was about to get bumped up a grade. She'll be a middle schooler now. Mokuba had mixed feelings. He thought it was great to have another smart in the family but then came her peers. Kierra was too sweet to keep the bullies off of her. He knew how middle school worked.

Tea on the other hand had deal a class of rambunctious 3 year old class. She went down after one kicked in her in shin. She was sporting a larger bruise on her lower leg.

Bella was making good progress with her speech. Tea and Mokuba made sure to work on her enunciation every chance they got. Her fang still hasn't shown. Mokuba secretly hoped she'd be a human. That would make thing a bit easier to deal with. Less to figure out.

Moment like this made all the court dates worth it.

"So Mokuba how was your day?" She asked causally.

He shoved his food from one side of his plate to the other. "Well I got a job offer." He muttered. As the decision was brought to his mind.

"Oh. That's good. Where to?" She perked up. He had been talking about finding another job. Three kids and bills, his simple Tech Assistant pay wasn't cutting it.

"Kaiba Corporation." He said softy.

Tea dropped her fork with a clank. She pressed her lips together then looked over to the kids, who were still eating. Kierra notice the change in her father's mood. "Daddy?" she asked in a worried tone.

"Kids, how about you guys eat in the breakfast room." She said, trying to usher them out. They didn't need to see this.

They didn't argue just took their plates. Kaiya taking one last glance at her depressed father.

When they were out of ear shot, she turned her attention back to Mokuba. He was slumped over in his seat, staring at the demolished lasagna. "I don't fucking know any more. I know it would be good for my kids. Then there Seto, I bet he'd do anything for me to board a plane back to Domino. To be under his care again. I just can't because if the stipulation in my divorce." He said distantly. His fear was coming true, but what could he do. They couldn't scrape by anymore, plus Kaiya might be going to college soon.

"How do you know he'll do that.?" She assured him. "Beside what's the odds of him finding you."

"Pretty high. Kaiba Corp's is not the leading manufacture of technology. He'll be looking at the tech experts to develop new advances.." He groaned rubbing his face. "I don't what to do anymore. Things aren't getting any cheaper."

"I'm going to say thing again but if you came back I'm sure Seto would understand. He's your brother. Right?"

He shook his head tossing back his black hair. "No made there have been too many mistakes that have been made. Plus, there's the vampirism and Kierra and Kaiya are showing signs."

" All I've seen you do is drink cow's blood. What is the worse you could do?"

"I'd rather not say." He said solemnly, setting down the fork and putting his hands in his lap. "All that other shit was when I was a fledgling, too young to control it." He the same comforting hand clutching his, squeezing it for comfort.

"It's your decision but just think about your kids. You said you'd do anything for them, maybe this is the best way."

He closed his eyes feeling a weight lifting off of his chest, smiling. Maybe he needed to do this. Kaiba or not, he had a family and those girls weren't getting any younger. Soon they'll be going to college. Things were about to get more expensive as they got older.

He sighed. "I need to do this…for my kids." HE got up and grabbed his cup to finish off the last before busing the table. "Let just see how this goes. Either way I'm not going back to Domino. Not as long as I have my children with me." Tea followed him to the kitchen, just as he put the dishes in the wash.

After he finished he pulled out his cellphone and dialed his boss.

"Hello…yes it him…I'm calling to say, I'll accept the position."

A/N: So what did you think? Please tell me was you think. Criticism is welcome. No Flames. I'm hoping to release a new chapter every week. If i get around to editting the next chapter i might be out by the end of the week.

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