Thoughts About Father

Summary: Yugi, Jonouchi, Seto, Ryuuji, Ryou, Honda-they have father's, don't they? Here are their thoughts on their dads. A Father's Day fic. Summary changed-now has Japanese names instead of dub names.

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I like this chapter. I really do. Seto and Mokuba's real last name is totally invented...I just chose something that sounded Japanese.

(THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN CHANGED, THANKS TO A HELPFUL ANON REVIEWER WHO TOLD ME SOME CANONICAL FACTS I GOT WRONG!)


Chapter 3: Seto

Father.

Kaiba Seto knows, believe it or not, what a father is. He knows a father is a man who is supposed to be caring, kind, and everything a child looks up to. He knows this because his father was just that.

Seto's father looked just like him, but Mokuba had his eyes.

His mother had died when Seto was three, giving birth to Mokuba. So Seto, as cruel as it sounds, loved her, yet did not really care about her.

Seto had always looked up to his father, even after his death. He had always wanted to be like his Daiki had always been wonderful, he had always been a great, great father. Seto hoped he was making him proud, wherever he was, but somehow doubted it. That was why he pushed Mokuba to be all that he could be, why he doted on the younger boy so. So he could be the son Daiki always wanted.

He loved them.

Daiki had loved Seto and Mokuba with all his heart.

Then he left them.

Left them all alone to a cold, uninviting orphanage where nobody cared about them. It had been a terrifying world after their father died.

A horrible world where nobody cared about them. Where they were simply the bastard children of a nameless man.

It had been a cold day when Daiki left them. All Seto could remember was a police officer telling him horrible things, horrible things about what had happened to his father, things about crashing in his car, headfirst, into a street light, an impact which had caused a brain injury, in which Daiki had died. And that was that. They hadn't even cared about the man enough to put him on the back page of the newspaper.

Then, they had hauled the children off to an orphanage.

The orphanage in Domino had been old and had smelled like a sewer. But it had been their home for two years, until Seto was twelve and Mokuba was eight. Then, they had been adopted by Gozaburo, and sent into their own personal hell.

Then, a year later, when Seto was barely thirteen (his birthday had been about a week earlier, at the beginning of the year), Gozaburo had finally figured out that Seto was planning to take over the company, that he was going to take over the company. So, rather than do anything, he had thrown himself out of a window.

And that was that.

When, about three weeks later, the thirteen year old genius became CEO of the company, he sent silent thanks up to his father. Because he was sure it had been Daiki, not him, that had destroyed Gozaburo and helped Seto become somebody.

But, a year of living with Gozaburo and two years of living in an orphanage had broken Seto.

The kind of brokenness that even his father could not fix.

Well, not really his father, but, his faith, his everlasting faith in his father, the only thing that had helped him through the years, suddenly left. Seto was shattered.

Because there is only so much the dead can do for you.

And, at times, he wondered if the man who he had been so proud to call his father looked down at his cold, distant son and praised him for what he had accomplished at only fifteen (almost sixteen). The fact that he had won fame and fortune, that he was so incredibly smart, that he cared about his brother so much, that he sort of kind of had friends in a strange sense?

Or would he be dissapointed at the ways he had failed. Would he be dissapointed in Seto's weakness and self hate?

No, neither of those.

He would probably feel pity.

And maybe that was the worst feeling of all.