One Hundred Words
Roses
Seto looked at Yami lovingly. He could remember when they first got together; Seto had produced roses and had treated him to a meal cooked by his personal chef.
Yami had said something that reminded him of Mokuba on his first birthday in the orphanage. Seto had drawn him a picture, showing Mokuba in a brand new house with anything and everything money could buy. Mokuba had simply smiled and said all he wanted was his big brother.
Yami had told Seto that he didn't want the riches, or the flowers, or the free meals. All he wanted was Seto.
