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Chapter 7

The blimp was finally flying smoothly, and for a moment, my mind was at rest, and the worry had left me at peace. I took a deep breath, and leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling. "Great job, Master Kaiba! That was incredible!" Isono exclaimed, running over to me. I ignored his praise; my mind was on other things. "Just another day in the life of Seto Kaiba…" I muttered, mainly to myself as I got up from the pilot's seat and proceeded out of the cockpit.

I walked at my normal swift pace, I could hear Yugi and his little friends talking of the adventures we had endured the past few days. The danger that was put upon our lives. But all I could think about was the anger that boiled inside me. As my anger began to grow, only one name remained in my mind. Noah.

He had done the unforgivable. He had used my brother as a pawn, a toy in his little game. He had used my brother's life in his attempt to prove he was better than me, to prove to his father he was superior. His reasons for kidnapping my brother, turning him against me, it all angered me more. He had used Mokuba, and I had almost lost him because of it.

I clutched my fists at the thought of what Noah had put Mokuba and I through. Mokuba. I stopped in the middle of the hallway. Where was Mokuba? Worry began to replace the anger that once boiled in my blood. Now that I thought of it, I hadn't seen Mokuba since I ran to the cockpit and saved us from blowing up from the explosion. Where would he have gone?

I quickly turned around and headed back. As I walked, my worries grew. How could I have lost him? I had almost lost him in the virtual world, we had almost blown up from the rocket directed towards the main computer. I should've kept him by my side. I should've never laid my eyes off him. I should've-

Mokuba had quickly turned the corner as I had been swiftly walking. Mokuba fell to the ground. "Ow… Nii-sama, could you watch where you're going?" I blinked for a second, not realizing what had happened, but too overwhelmed with happiness to care. "Mokuba!" I bent down on my knees and pulled him into a tight hug. "I was so scared!"

"Nii-sama… are you ok? You never get scared." I realized him from my arms, but kept my hands on his shoulders. "That's not true. I was scared in the virtual world when I was dueling Noah." I placed my hand under his chin, "I was scared I was gonna lose you." Mokuba gave a smile in return. "Don't worry Nii-sama, you'll never lose me. I'll always be by your side. Always."

-Present Time-

Seto froze up, and turned his head. Mokuba stood at the doorway, staring down at his brother who was kneeling in front of his nightstand. Seto quickly stuffed the condoms into his pocket and stood up. "Mokuba, we need to talk." Seto said in a stern voice. "I should think so," Mokuba said sarcastically, "What are you doing snooping around in my room?" Mokuba asked.

"Don't talk to your brother that way."

"Don't talk to me like I'm some little kid." He glared at him. There was a long silence as the brothers stared at one another. "What are you doing back so early?" Seto asked, raising an eyebrow. "I came back to get my lyric book, for your information." Mokuba said, turning to grab it off from his computer desk. "Which I see you have already looked through." He slammed the book shut, and then noticed his computer. "What the hell?" He looked back over at Seto, "You looked through my computer too?"

Seto's face was unchanging. His face showed no emotion what so ever, just as he always had when Mokuba was a child. Deep down, Seto was ashamed and guilty, but didn't show one sign of it on the surface.

"Mokuba, how bout you start by explaining this to me." He took out the small packaged from his book and held them out in front of Mokuba. Mokuba looked down and saw them. He wanted to laugh at first, but he set aside his humor and kept his glare. "Seto, do you always assume things before you even know the possibilities of what they could mean?"

"I don't need to think about other possibilities Mokuba, this looks like you were prepared for something…" Mokuba let his arms fall to his sides, now staring at his brother in disbelief and shaking his head in amazement. "You just don't get it, do you?"

"What are you talking about?" Mokuba snatched the condoms from his hand, "Well, if your really too stupid to figure it out, my friends gave it to me for my last birthday as a joke. Guys always give each other condoms; it's just what we do. Not that you would know of it." Seto rolled his eyes, "That is about the lamest excuse I have ever heard from you."

"Yeah, you would think it was just an excuse, wouldn't you?" Seto glared, "What's that suppose to mean?" Mokuba shook his head once more and turned away. "I don't feel like explain anything more to you. It's just a waste of my time, I have more important things to do." He collected his lyric book and headed towards the door. Seto placed a hand on his shoulder, "Don't talk to your brother that way…" Seto said in a low, stern voice. Mokuba turned around and looked him in the eyes, "Sounds like someone you know, doesn't it? 'It's just a waste of my time, I have more important things to do.' Sounds like someone just like you." Mokuba turned to leave once more, but Seto held him firm. "Mokuba, what are you talking about?"

Mokuba twisted around and slapped away Seto's hand off his shoulder, "It's sounds like you, you jerk! It sounds exactly like you!" He pointed his finger at Seto, "When I was a kid, you'd brush me off for the stupidest reasons, always telling me it was a waste of your time and you had more important things to do. Well guess what asshole, I'm through with being brushed off and ignored. I was just a little kid, I needed you! I needed you, dammit, so why the hell are you trying to be there for me now?"

His last blow had hit the hardest, and it had made Seto realize what Mokuba was finally saying. Mokuba's body began to relax a bit, he knew he got his point through. He stood up straight, and headed back towards the door. "Wait… Mokuba…" Mokuba stopped. "What do you want?"

"Is that true?" Mokuba turned around once more. "Of course it's true, why would I make that up?" This was making Seto angry. "Look, I care about you. You don't have to talk to me like I'm some kind of heartless jerk."

"That's exactly what you are." Seto had had it, he grabbed Mokuba's arm, "Your not going anywhere."

"Since when? Your not the boss of me."

"Your not 18 yet, I still have power over you." Mokuba turned and faced him. "Your still obsessed with power, aren't you? You haven't changed one bit."

"I have changed! Your just so narrow minded that you don't realize it!"

"Get the fuck off me!" Mokuba shoved Seto away. "Just get the fuck away from me. You don't have the slightest idea… the slightest fucking idea…" Tears began to well up in Mokuba's eyes as he stood there staring right back into Seto's eyes. This shocked him, "Mokuba? Why are you so upset? What are you trying to tell me?" Seto said in a gentle voice, opening his arms and offering Mokuba a hug, he refused and pushed him away.

"You were never there for me. The company needed you. I was alone. I grew up alone. I had to survive on my own, learn life lessons on my own. I had gotten in with the wrong crowd, starting doing the wrong things, started fucking up my life. If it hadn't been for Kelly, I don't know what I would've turned out to be." Mokuba paused. "That's why I have decided to buy my own house and live in it with her after I turned 18."

"What! Are you crazy?"

"No, just a little bit more mature. I can survive on my own. It doesn't matter what you think or what your about to say, because once my 18th birthday rolls around the corner, you don't have one ounce of control over me any longer." Mokuba's last sentence lingered in the air, making the surroundings very tense, and both brothers could soon feel it. Mokuba stood his ground and kept his glare. Without another word, he turned, grabbed his lyric book, and left. Slamming the front door behind him, leaving his older brother to ponder over his own worries and frustrations.

He let himself sit down, not exactly knowing what he was feeling. It was a mixture of amazement, sorrow, shock, anger, frustration, worry, unhappiness and emotional pain. And he was beginning to think that there wasn't one thing he could do about it. Mokuba was right. He was completely right. No matter how hard Seto could try, no matter how much he tried to hold on, Mokuba was moving on and letting go. He didn't need his older brother, the great Seto Kaiba, president of Kaiba Corp. any longer.

He stared blankly at the floor. He didn't know how he was supposed to be feeling when he thought this, or what he was suppose to do to right whatever wrongs there were to right. He was lost and confused and alone. He didn't want to be, but he was. He blinked for a second, a memory coming to his mind. He put his hands on the sides of his head, he didn't want another memory, he wished these flashbacks would stop coming.

-Flashback-

"Nii-sama…" Mokuba said, peeking into Seto's office. "What Mokuba?" Seto asked, his eyes unmoving. "Nii-sama, I was wondering…" Mokuba began, walking into the room. "Yes?"

"When do you think you'll be done?" Mokuba asked, resting his head on Seto's desk next to the keyboard. "Mokuba, you know how long I work. I do it every day."

"Yes, well… what if there was something that stopped you from working?" Seto looked at him with curiosity. "Like what?"

"Likkke… THIS!" Mokuba quickly poked Seto, and ran out of the room, "YOUR IT!" Seto heard him yell. Seto didn't know what to do, he was in the middle of something important, and yet he felt compelled to go after his younger sibling. He quickly rose from his desk and sped out the door, running through the hallways. "I'm gonna get you!" Seto yelled, his voice echoing in the mansion.

He quickly ran down the stairs, looking all around for his brother. He heard footsteps in the living room. He took another hallway and saw his brother in the middle of the room. "Gotcha!" Mokuba didn't hesitate one second, he started running once more, jumping over the couch and running into the kitchen. "Come back here, foolish human!"

"You'll never catch me, Zorgon!" Mokuba replied. Seto stopped and though for a moment. Where would Mokuba go? An idea flashed in his mind and he took a different hallway that took him into the dining room. He sat on the ground and crawled un the table, out of sight.

Only a few moments later did his prey enter his territory, unsuspicious to the enemy present. Mokuba was panting, but had a smile on his face. He was staring back at the hallway he had just ran through, checking to see if Seto was coming after him. His breathing became normal and his smile disappeared. "Nii-sama?" Mokuba called, "Are you still playing?" There was no answer. After another few seconds or 2, Mokuba sighed, bending his head down in his own sorrow. "He's probably working again, I don't feel like going back up there to see." Mokuba said to himself.

He walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a soda from there, proceeding to the table and sitting down. A grin grew on Seto's face, this was his opportunity. Mokuba settled in and was about to open his soda when 2 hands grabbed both his legs, "GOTCHA!" Mokuba immediately jumped from his chair, causing it to tip over and fall backwards onto the marble floor. Seto crawled out from under the table and towards him, "Didn't expect that, did you?" Mokuba lay on the ground, a distressed look on his face as he gave out a little moan. "Ow… what the heck was that for?" Mokuba asked, rubbing his head. Seto became worried, "Hey… you ok, Mokuba?"

Mokuba opened his eyes, then pushed Seto to the ground once more, "SUCKER!" he yelled, as he started off once more on his feet, running for his life. "Why you… you tricked me!" Seto yelled back, recovering quickly and doing the same. "That's cheating!" He took off up the stairs that Mokuba had taken and looked around. Mokuba was nowhere in site. He heard a muffled giggle from Mokuba's room, and another grin grew upon his face. "Oh… I wonder where he went off too…" Seto said to himself as he walked into Mokuba's room.

"I'm sure he's not… under the bed!" Seto bent down and saw Mokuba hiding under the bed. "Aw, man!"

"Come on Mokuba, you always hide under here. It's so easy to find you." Mokuba crawled out from under the bed and stood to his feet. Seto started helping him brushing off the dust he had collected from being under the bed. "I like hiding under my bed, it's the one place I feel safe."

"Only you, Mokuba, only you…"

-End of Flashback-

This flashback only made Seto depressed, and yet, a small smile grew upon his face thinking of the memories he had of playing hide-and-seek tag with him when he was a child. Seto slide off the bed and sat on the floor, looking under the bed. It was dusty as it had always been, random things had been stuff under it. Mainly papers. Mokuba was so unorganized, compared to Seto that is.

He began to pull out papers, looking at them and seeing what they were. Some were grade reports from when he was a kid, some tests that he had done bad on that he had probably put them there to hide from Seto, and a couple of flyers. Seto pulled out one and found it to be recent. It was a flyer for the Domino City Battle of the Bands, which, according to the flyer, was this Saturday. He remembered Mokuba talking about his band playing there. Seto folded it neatly and put it into his pocket.

He continued pulling out the random things under his brother's bed, distracting him from his worries, when he found something. Seto stopped what he was doing, and stared at the small item. It was his locket. He picked it up, blowing off all the dust, and staring at it. He placed his hand on his chest then felt his, pulling it out. He never took it off. He was so use to wearing it, he had almost forgotten that it was there.

He opened the one he had found under Mokuba's bed. There was his picture of him as a child. One where he was smiling. A real smile from his childhood. He closed the locket, clutching it in his hand. Mokuba use to wear it all the time as Seto had, it use to give him strength and reassurance and, above all others, happiness. Seto's bond to Mokuba must've really fallen apart for him to just throw it carelessly under his bed and to never think about it again.

He held it tightly in his hand. He was going to right the wrong, no matter what it took. He was going to re-build his bond to his brother no matter what he had to do or what Mokuba would say, he needed to make-up for what he had missed and done before it was too late.

A/N: Hey you guys! Sorry it's been a long ass time since I've updated… lots of crap has been happening lately, and I've been having major writer's block lately . I'm going through another divorce, it fcking sucks. But I'm working at it really hard, cause I really wanna finish this story. I also wanna thank all of you reviewers out there for supporting me and my fics. Weather you've read a bunch of my fics or not, it's been hard, but you all have really been supporting me. Thank you.