A/N: Chapter One is up! We're making progress, slow progress, but still progress! ^U^ Please, read and enjoy, and if you like, review.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. :( Wish I did. Yu-Gi-Oh belongs to Kazuki Takahashi.

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"We can go home now, thanks Rai-san." The small black haired child said dejectedly to the limo driver, his smoky eyes sad and downtrodden as he climbed inside.

The limo driver, Rai-san, simply patted the youngest Kaiba brother on the back before closing the door softly. Mokuba looked out the window, past the pounding rain, and up at the large building before him, his eyes sad.

As the limo pulled away from the building, Mokuba turned his attention to the large sign in front of the building: Kaiba Corporation Headquarters. His brother, Seto Kaiba, was always working, and had no time for the smaller Kaiba brother.

Sniffling, he wiped his eyes with one sleeve, though there were no tears. He didn't cry often, but he was upset, and wished he could, just this once.

A crackling brought his gaze up to an intercom in the ceiling of the limo. "Mokuba-sama, would you like." There was a pause, and then a few moments later, from a table in the middle of the limo, arose a plate of cookies, hot and steamy. "Some cookies?"

Mokuba smiled widely, and reached for one. "Thanks, Rai-san! Are we going home now? I don't really feel like going anywhere else today."

"Yes, of course, Mokuba-sama, whatever you wish." The intercom crackled again, and Mokuba bit into the chewy cookie, smiling at the taste.

The cookie didn't stand a chance, it was gone in under 2 minutes. His sadness depleted, Mokuba couldn't stop from smiling as he watched the falling rain outside the limo. Everything was covered in a beautiful sheen of rain, and the sky wasn't too dark, just cloudy.

"Mokuba-sama." Mokuba was startled by the sudden voice, but realized it was only Rai's voice from the intercom.

"Yes, Rai-san?" Mokuba was curious, and couldn't keep the curiosity out of his voice, which caused Rai to inwardly smile.

"If I may ask." Rai's inward smile faded. "The meeting with your brother......I suppose it didn't go well, Mokuba-sama?"

Mokuba's grin faltered, and turned to a sad smile as he gazed at the floor of the limo, swinging his legs softly back and forth. "Yeah, it's just, Seto's always so busy, and I just-" Mokuba paused a moment. "I was just lonely."

Rai smiled even though Mokuba couldn't see it because of thin panel of black glass between them. "Well, you'll just have to make sure Kaiba-sama is home for Christmas, won't you?"

Mokuba's childish glee at the word Christmas caused him to brighten immediately. "Yeah, and only a few more days until December!"

Mokuba's smile was large, and hard to dispose of, his eyes sparkling with glee. "I can't wait until Christmas is here."

Mokuba felt the limo come to a smooth halt and anxiously waited for Rai to open his door, and once the child saw the door was open, Mokuba jetted into the pouring rain, the gates of the Kaiba manor a few steps ahead.

Rai hurriedly rushed to Mokuba's side. "Mokuba-sama! You should get back into the limo before you get sick!"

Mokuba was about to ask if he could play in the rain a few moments, but something caught his child like eyes. Blinking, his smile fading, Mokuba rushed up to the crumpled form in front of the manor gates.

It was a girl!

Bending down, Mokuba saw that she was beyond drenched, and her face looked flushed, almost as if she were running a small fever. Rai hurried to his side and peeked over the boy's black hair to see what had captured his attention. "Oh, my!"

Bending down, Rai took the girl into his arms, and glanced at Mokuba. "Please get into the limo, Mokuba-sama."

Mokuba did as he was told, while Rai laid the girl opposite Mokuba and softly closed the door. Moments later, Mokuba felt the limo making it's way past the gates and up to the manor itself. Mokuba looked at the girl he'd found.

She was very pretty, and he could tell, just by looking at her, she was Egyptian. Her clothes accentuated that fact. Her hair was soaked and limp, her clothes soaked clearly through, but despite how uncomfortable it must be, she slept peacefully.

Mokuba immediately opened the door once the limo was parked, and after Rai had picked the Egyptian girl up, Mokuba told Rai, "I'll take her inside, Rai-san. Park the limo in the garage so Nii-sama doesn't get mad, and then go home."

Rai was reluctant, but at the sparkling eyes of Mokuba, eyes that hadn't been that happy in a long time, Rai agreed.

As soon as Rai left, Mokuba turned his back and hoisted the girl's front onto his back, and looped her arms across his neck. He got her across the double doors, and up the stairs. He took her into the guest bedroom right beside his brother's room, deciding she would be better situated there.

Being the kid he was, Mokuba didn't quite think through his idea of bringing her into the mansion himself. If he had, he would known of the huge puddles of water he'd left behind, and that this was the hour when the maids and butlers were on break for the evening.

Lying her on her back, gently, on the floor, he looked her over. Then he got an idea. He remembered Rai telling him that if someone was sick, they shouldn't keep their wet clothes on. Once again, if Mokuba weren't a kid, he would have noticed his second mistake, but since he was kid, he didn't notice.

He pushed back the covers and hoisted her onto the bed, climbing onto the bed himself. Once on the bed, he set to work on removing her clothes, throwing them onto the floor beside the bed. His third and fourth mistake go hand in hand.

The third mistake was not to leave soaked clothing on a very soft, very expensive carpet, but Mokuba being a child, and too interested in taking care of the girl he'd found, didn't notice, nor care even if he had.

Number four was removing her clothes, and having no set of clothes to put back on her, so he simply covered her up with the blankets on the bed, and gently, so not to wake her, jumped from the bed, kicking the wet clothes to the side.

Mokuba turned and ran from the room, returning a few minutes later with a bundle of folded clothes in his arms. They were his brothers, but when she woke up, she could wear them, until Mokuba found her something better to wear.

Mokuba promptly dropped the folded clothes onto a chair by the door, and ran to get one from his brother's study, dragging the chair into the room and sitting by the bed. Mokuba couldn't help but smile at the girl as she slept.

You know, I don't feel so alone anymore. With that thought in mind, the young Kaiba brother watched the woman, waiting for her to awaken.

***[Start Dream Sequence]***

The nights in Egypt were truly beautiful. One could see the stars for miles, hanging over the deserts and pyramids, so small, but so bright.

A young woman stood on the outskirts of a small, Egyptian village. Torches were lit throughout the small village, people laughing and talking with one another. It was obvious there was a party in this quaint little town.

A large palace loomed above the village, mighty and strong, protective, watching over the village in silent harmony. One could hear singing, see the dancing, and everyone was smiling tonight, happy and joyous, with no worries.

But the woman was not part of the festivities. She was situated away from the village, standing and looking out over the desert, at the rising pyramids and twinkling stars.

She wore nothing extravagant, a simple white dress that fluttered to her bare feet, and some gold earrings that dangled an ankh on each. She wore no make up, and though the outfit was very simple, it showed her simplistic nature.

Her eyes were kind, gentle, warm and inviting. Although her eyes were kind and she was always with a simple smile, one could see the tiredness in her gaze.

"You know, you are missing the party." A deep, gruff voice spoke from behind her, and she spun around, only to relax, a small smile adorning her face.

"Hello, Anu-kun." The woman knew the man before her, in some close way, for the use of the nickname and ending suffix.

He wasn't ugly, but rather nice looking, pleasing to the eyes. He was tall, about 5'10'' at the least, with a nice build of not too skinny and not too muscular. He fell right in the middle.

He had nice, long black hair, pulled up at the front, and combed back. His hair was nice and thin, dangling just below his middle thighs. It was his eyes that spoke volumes. They were black, dead black, and not one could read their hidden depths.

It was easy to tell what he was feeling by his face, but not his eyes. He wore a simple shirt and pants, complete with a cape and armor pads for his shoulders. An unsheathed sword hung by his waist, a very dangerous way of showing power.

This man was leaning against a village house, before pushing himself forward, and standing beside the woman. "All I get is a hello after being gone for how long?"

The woman returned to her stargazing. "3 months. You were gone 3 months, Anu-kun, and all you get is a hello, because I didn't get a goodbye before you left."

It was friendly bickering, a banter between friends. Anu-kun spoke lazily, as if he had all the time in the world. "If I'd told you I was leaving, you would have hit me."

The woman grinned. "I would do nothing of the sort. I wasn't raised by jackals, unlike you. I do believe you'd fit in quite well."

There was hidden meaning behind her statement, and the man caught it, smiling softly. "I suppose I would, then, wouldn't I?"

It was silent then, only the wind speaking, bringing with it the commotion of the party. The woman's gaze lifted further upwards, a thin smile forming.

"Happiness." She lifted out her arms, the wind brushing against her softly. "Power." She lowered her arms, bringing her hands to her chest. "Without one, you can't achieve the other, can you, Anu-kun? Without power, you cannot achieve happiness."

Anu-kun looked at her, his gaze silent, unspoken, and unreadable, before he smiled. "No, you can't. Happiness is a dream for dreamers, but power is real. With power, comes the ability to achieve greatness, and to want anything else......It's foolish."

The woman rounded on him, her eyes wide in hurt, and her mouth open in a slight 'o'. "Foolish?" Her eyes flared slightly in anger. "It's foolish for me to want happiness, Anu-kun?"

Anu-kun grunted, frowning softly. "We've been through this, Iria, happiness is only a dream. Even if you could achieve happiness, it would only be an illusion. Happiness doesn't exist, Iria, and that's why people with power don't go after it. They know it's not real."

The woman, Iria, spun back around, taking a few clumsy steps out into the desert before turning toward Anu-kun again. "It's not foolish, Anu-kun! It's not an illusion! A smile is happiness. A piece of fruit to a starving man in the streets, is happiness. Moments like those, are happiness." Her eyes closed, a sad smile playing about her lips, she speaks, almost in a whisper, "Is it foolish for me to want you to be happy too, then?"

Without a word, Anu-kun turns away, and moves in long, angry-like strides towards the village. He stops for a moment. "Power, Iria. Power makes me happy."

With that, he is gone, leaving Iria with only the flickering of the torches and the stars in the sky as company. Expressionless, Iria returns to looking at the sky. The laughter from the party rings through the wind and into Iria's ears, drawing a sad smile forth. "Even if it is only an illusion, let happiness remain, if only for tonight."

Everything begins to fade, but one thing remains: "Without power......You cannot achieve happiness......"

***[End Dream Sequence]***

She felt herself coming back into consciousness, and groaned softly. Squeezing her eyes shut tightly, she tried to block out the throbbing of her mind, but instead, slowly, she opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw were a pair of dull lavender-gray like eyes staring into her own. She blinked a few times, before she realized it was only a kid. He was cute, with messy black hair and the stormy eyes.

He seemed to stay quiet, though he looked ready to burst with bottled up questions. Thankfully, he was giving her a little time to check her surroundings. She knew she wasn't in Egypt anymore, she didn't need to really look around to know that.

When she'd collapsed after running, she'd heard a feminine voice announce her next destination: Domino, Japan.

She wasn't an outsider, she'd been here a few times before, but not too many to really remember places or too many faces. She remembered the language well enough though.

Next, she looked around the room, her eyes going wider every minute. Either the kid was rich, or his parents were alive, and they were rich. She laid in a large King size bed with satin sheets and, taking a quick glance at the floor, very soft, expensive carpet.

The curtains over the windows looked like satin too, and most of the wood in the room was mahogany, a very exquisite wood.

Finally, she allowed herself to look back at the boy again. He looked happy she was awake, and she smiled at him in greeting. "Hello."

She saw him calm himself down, and he smiled back at her sweetly. "Hi! My name is Kaiba, Mokuba. How are you feeling? And what's your name?"

She liked this kid. "My name's Valor, Kairi, and I'm feeling great. It's nice to meet you Mokuba. So, do you mind telling me where I am, exactly?"

Mokuba nodded his head vigorously. "Yeah, sure! Your at the Kaiba Mansion." Mokuba cocked his head slightly. "Don't you remember anything? I found you outside our gates, in the rain."

Kairi smiled softly at the boy. "No, I'm afraid I don't remember how I got here, but I don't have amnesia." She giggled when his face fell. "I remember everything except how I got here."

Mokuba brightened up quickly. "I could go make you something to eat, if you'd like. You know, just in case your not feeling too well."

He was blushing, and Kairi couldn't resist ruffling his hair with a small giggle. "No thanks, I'm feeling a whole lot better, Mokuba. Are you the one who helped me in here?"

Mokuba nodded, his eyes lighting up. He was proud, she could tell with a smile. "Uh huh! I did it alone too."

The blush was back, but before she could comment on it, a loud sound echoed from downstairs, sounding like the slamming of a door.

Mokuba paled slightly, looking nervous. Kairi cocked an eyebrow at him. "It's Nii-sama. He's home, but I don't know what he'll think about you."

Kairi smirked, sitting up, the satin sheet sticking to her upper body, slowly falling downwards. She had yet to notice she was naked. "I'm sure others have thought worse."

Mokuba could hear Seto coming up the stairs, but before he could warn Kairi, the door opened......Just as the sheet on Kairi's upper body fell.

Silence.

More silence.

Then some more silence.

And then......

"WAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"