Wow. Took forever.

Sorry everyone.

Chapter 2

When the CEO had returned to his studies, to pick up the necessary things for work and to check up on the Fairy, he found the tiny boy seated on the window sill, watching the backyard, his eyes on the flowers and trees that swayed from the gentle breeze. The sight seemed to calm the boy, or at least keep him entertained.

Seto chuckled, moving behind Yami, "How did you managed to get here?" he asked.

The Fairy turned, having to look straight up at the man, "I jumped… But I don't think I can go back…" He said, in a sad tone. He turned from the window, letting his feet dangle off the edge.

Seto chuckled, lowering his hand for the other to jump on. The fairy gladly did, sitting in his hand. He clinged to the other's thumb for any 'rough' riding. Seto took a seat at him desk, placing the boy down. "I'm going to work. I won't be home until late."

"How far is late from now?" He asked.

Seto smiled, "Hours. But tomorrow I have just a meeting and that is it. I'll make sure to get it out of the way early so the rest of the time, I can stay here and keep an eye on you. How does that sound?"

A bright glow came over the Fairy, "Could we go outside?" he asked hopefully. The fairy obviously loved the outdoors.

"Of course, but You have to rest that wing, so no flying around in this house." he told him. He got up before cupping the fairy into his hand. "I want you to meet someone."

The boy stared in confusion, but he didn't argue. They left the studies, which surprised Yami. The two walked down the long halls of the mansion. The fairy couldn't help but gape at the beautiful vases and lamps that glowed brightly. He wanted to flutter over to them, and maybe touch them, but remembered what Seto said about his wing. This would be no fun…

They entered the white kitchen. A raven-haired boy was seated, spooning the cereal in his bowl before stuffing his mouth. Grey-blue eyes glanced up at Seto, chewing quickly before grinning, "Ohiyo!" he said, in an energized way.

Right beside the boy, chewing on green grapes, was a fluffy hamster who was a caramel color with a white stomach. It's black beady eyes didn't even glance over at Yami and Seto, but instead, stuffed it's cheek pouches with the sweet fruit.

Seto seemed annoyed, "I told you not to feed the hamster on the table." He said before placing Yami on the table. "I want you to watch him."

The raven haired boy stared at the fairy, then up at Seto, and back again.

The Fairy stared, tilting his head to one side. The boy had some resemblance to Seto. The boy poked the fairy in the stomach, almost knocking him over, "Where did you find it?"

"He flew into my office." The CEO said simply, preparing himself a cup of coffee.

Mokuba watched as the hamster crawled over to the Fairy, sniffing him.

Yami pulled back, the hamster drew closer, "I think she likes you." Seto groaned, "And you still haven't named her?"

The boy shook his head, before smiling, "Nothing has come yet… So what's your name?"

The fairy patted the hamster's head, "Yami."

Mokuba picked up a green grape, before cutting it in half with his spoon, before handing it to Yami. "Here."

The fairy didn't hesitate to eat. He sat down, after the hamster was drawn away from him with the second half to eat. He scooped the fruit in his hand, eating the juicy mess. He wiped his mouth his the back of his hand, before eating another scoop. He was only half way through with the piece of fruit, when he became full. The hamster ate the rest.

Seto had finished making his coffee by then, making it to go. He picked Yami up, taking him to the sink to wash his mouth hands with a cloth. He placed the fairy on Mokuba's shoulder, "Take good care of him, Mokuba." He warned before picking up his coffee, along with his suitcase, and coat, before heading out.

The two watched the man leave before Mokuba chimed, "Let's go play!"

"It fits!"

The fairy stared up at Mokuba, wearing a frilly pink dress, a confused look in his eyes.

Mokuba had an old doll house, stored away. Apparently he had it when his mother and father was alive, until they died, and was stored away. The house was dusty, but some of the dresses for the little people living in the house actually fit Yami.

The Fairy dusted the dress off, sneezing. Mokuba giggled, "Well, do you want to take a peek inside?"

The boy opened the door, before the spite stepped into the house. It was beautiful. Nice comfy furniture, a big kitchen, and a stairways. It was a perfect size for him. He ran up the stairs, almost tripping in the dress. He entered a room. It was a bedroom. He moved over to the bed before pulling at the covers, tucking himself in. It was so comfortable and cozy. He allowed his eyes to slip shut. After a moment of relaxing, Yami got out of the bed, walking over to the window, peeking his head out.

"Do you like it?" The eager boy asked.

"I like this bed." He told Mokuba, grinning, "It's so soft." He said.

The boy blinked before peeking in to see, "Excellent choice."

Yami left the house, before Mokuba, fiddled around, pushing the furniture's around, before finally pulling the bed out of the house. "You'll need somewhere to sleep. I'll put it right beside my bed."

The boy's eyes widened, "Is that alright?" he asked.

Mokuba nodded, "Of course." he lifted the fairy up, placing him on his bed. He sighed softly, laying down on his bed, making sure not to bounce the other off, or even squish him.

"I wish you and Seto were tiny. Then we could live in the small house. There's a lot of room for all of us. There's a eating place, and a sleeping place, and a book room for Seto. Wouldn't that be nice?" he asked.

Mokuba sadly smiled, "It would, but we're not that size. It's only you."

The fairy stared, a bit shocked. Mokuba didn't say anything after that, pulling out a book to read for a while. Yami stared at the blankets. Maybe he was too small. He really liked Seto; he was nice and kind to him, and also took good care of him. Mokuba and him seemed to have fun playing together. But his size made a huge difference between the two.
The boy stared before sighing softly, climbing into his own little bed, before resting a bit, while Mokuba read.

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