Really short, but it's just Seto's thoughts after Gozaburo. I own nothing.


Over time, I could feel myself growing cold and distant toward the world. Under Gozaburo's care, I never spent time with kids my own age. I never learned how to socialize. The rare time I had free was spent with my brother. He was the reason I kept going. He always reminded me why I challenged our step-father in the first place. He loved me, even after all I had put us through.

As I lay in bed, I kept replaying the scenes over and over in my head: The crash of breaking glass, the wail of ambulance and police sirens, the scratch of the lawyer's pen on the documents. I was now the owner of Kaiba Corporation. A fourteen year old, the CEO of the largest gaming company in Japan, all while trying to take care of my nine year old brother.

Looking down, I could just barely make out the ebony mop poking out from under the blankets, but I could feel his warm body curled up next to mine. I tried to match his even breathing, allowing it to soothe and relax me. My thoughts traced over his life and I realized with a pang that I missed a lot of it, even living in the same house as him. The last two years were a blur that I would rather not remember, but I found I couldn't even recall the precious time spent with him. Only one scene would come with detail, the rest were merely blurred fragments of images.

I tightened my grip on him, thinking about the small piece of paper I had hidden away in a book, and the drawing on it. A Blue Eyes White Dragon. The day he saved me. The day he gave me the will to keep going when I was on the verge of giving up. The only memory in this house that could still make me smile.

Thank you, little brother.


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