Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or the song The Way You Do the Things You Do by UB40
Japanese
Mokuba skidded across the red and black linoleum flooring of his kitchen, in his socks, before coming to a stop right next to a maid. Twirling her around, he grabbed the broom that she was carrying and began playing air guitar with it. Flustered, but use to his antics by this point in time, the older woman shook her head and grabbed a new broom out of the broom closet and went back to work. The elder Kaiba expected no less than perfection when he woke up in the morning.
"The way you do the things you do" Mokuba sang into the handle, swinging his hips, whilst swinging his arm in a big circle in an exaggerated fashion that neither had anything to do with the song he was singing nor any actual way of playing a guitar.
Meanwhile, Kaiba jumped 10 feet into the air out of his sleep as his alarm clock suddenly started blasting heavy metal music, at the loudest volume possible, and clutched his heart. Kaiba frowned, knowing full well who reset his alarm clock, turning off the alarm, he switched it to the classical music station. He showered and got ready for work, all the while pretending to conduct the orchestra as the sounds of Beethoven, Mozart, and Pachelbelwafted through the room. Putting on a small bit of cologne, he slipped into his black dress suit, and tying his tie, headed down the stairs. Only to be greeted with out of tune singing.
"If good looks were minutes, you know you could've been an hour." Kaiba rolled his eyes and grabbing the newspaper from the small end table next to the couch, walked into the kitchen. Mokuba smiled and danced over to his brother.
"And baby your so smart you could've been a school book. Well you could've been anything you want I can tell, come on Seto sing it." Mokuba said, pushing the mop handle into his face.
"Why aren't you dressed." Kaiba asked, folding his arms across his chest, as he glared down at his brother, who was parading around in his dress shirt, boxers, and a pair of socks. Mokuba frowned.
"The way you do the things you do!" Mokuba shouted loudly, returning to singing. Kaiba snatched the broom from Mokuba, and snapping his fingers, he handed it to a nearby butler, and then proceeded into the kitchen.
"There is only a half hour until we have to leave, therefore I advise you to get dressed for work, just because its a Saturday doesn't mean you get to slack off." Kaiba said, sitting down at the kitchen table. He began re-reading his newspaper, as a signal that the conversation was over. Mokuba blew a bang out of his face, and shrugged, and ran upstairs. Coming back down stairs in less than five minutes in a pair of black jeans that could almost pass as dress pants (almost), and a sports jacket.. He saw Kaiba's breakfast being placed in front of him, and smiled, pulling out a kitchen chair and spinning it backwards.
"What's for breakfast?" Mokuba asked, looking at his brother's plate. "Miso soup, tofu, grilled fish, fermented soybeans, and plum tea." Mokuba said, listing off his brother's food. Kaiba took his chopsticks and began eating the Natto (fermented soybeans). Arching a brow at his brother's face.
"Problem?" He asked. Mokuba shook his head, and poked at his own food.
"I think I'm just going to have cereal, and maybe some tea." Mokuba answered, pinching his nose. "Man those beans stink."
"Eat your beans." Kaiba said, pointing at Mokuba with his chopsticks.
"They also taste like dog food." Mokuba said, as a maid removed his tray, taking out the small bowl containing the offensive beans down on Mokuba's new tray, which also had a bowl of cereal and piece of cinnamon toast. She poured the tea into his cup from a ridiculously ornate, white porcelain tea kettle, and then walked off. "This is more like it." Mokuba said rubbing his hands together. Kaiba shook his head, taking a bite of his fish and a sip of his soup (having already ate half of the natto and rice) and then sipping his tea idly. Finishing off his entire breakfast before Kaiba had finished either his soup or his tea, Mokuba raced up the stairs to pack his briefcase. Kaiba shook his head and took a sip idly of his tea. Seeing that Kaiba wasn't going to eat anymore of his breakfast, the same maid took away the trays as Kaiba's butler set his briefcase on the table, next to the saucer laid on the table so that Kaiba's tea didn't leave a ring.
As Kaiba read an article about some stupid girl who had run away from home to meet a guy she'd met on Myspace, he suddenly thought about his own brother. Initially, it was more along the lines of, at least Mokuba isn't that stupid, but then a thought crossed his mind. Mokuba was his usual, happy, exuberant self today. Which wasn't right for the simple fact that Mokuba was grounded for the next two weeks, he'd also seemed a little to happy to be waking up earlier than usual on a Saturday, he'd even been up before him albeit not fully dressed. Folding his paper neatly and placing it down on the table, where it was promptly snatched up and recycled by yet another maid, Kaiba made his way up the grand marble staircase up to Mokuba's room. Leaning against his door frame, and folding his arms across his chest, Kaiba glared at Mokuba, until his younger brother felt his eyes on his back.
"No." Kaiba growled, and with that he pushed himself up off the door frame and left. Raising an eyebrow, Mokuba shrugged and putting the rest of his homework, a car magazine and risqué, but not quite pornographic magazine into his briefcase, along with other assorted work and documents he'd had to take home. He really had no idea what it was Kaiba was forbidding him to do, therefore he could do it and plead the fifth later. Yes, his brother wasn't the only intelligent Kaiba. Going down the stairs, he and his brother headed off to work.
Tea moaned, as she fell of the bed with an undignified grunt. Reaching up to her alarm clock from the floor, she hit what she hoped was the snooze button. And proceeded to stay sleeping for another 15 minutes before another alarm clock across the room went off indicating she had not, in fact hit the snooze button. Groggily dragging her feet to the small bench that protruded from her wall, where a corner window let the sun shine in, she hit the snooze on that one too, and drew the curtains close. 10 minutes later, a third alarm clock went off on the other side of the room, she pulled it out if drawer, and fell down on the bed. 10 minutes later the second alarm went off again, and she jumped up out of bed.
"I'm up, I'm up." She grumbled to no one in particular, turning off the alarm. She went downstairs, and proceeded to put on a pot of coffee, pulling out the sugar and the cream. Pouring herself a bowl cereal, she ate it lazily, idly watching the cereal drop from the spoon and back to the bowl. Once the coffee was finished, she poured ample amounts of sugar and cream, stirred it up, and slammed it down. "What would I do without you." She asked the cheery yellow coffee mug. Laughing at her own foolishness, she yawned and stretched, before going up the stairs to shower and get dressed. She really did hate early rehearsals. Hearing all the noise, Tea was making Mai yawned and stretched out, covering her mouth delicately with her perfectly manicured hand. Untangling herself from Joey, who snorted and turned back over on his side, she got up and immediately took a shower and brushed her teeth. Slipping on a pair of designer jeans, and a pair of high heeled shoes, as well as cute, small designer midriff baring top. After fixing her hair, and giving Joey a small peck on the cheek, she headed down the stairs, and poured herself a cup of the coffee that Tea had made. Tea came down a short while later dressed in leggings and an over-sized T-shirt.
"Good morning sunshine." Mai said, as Tea came back down the stairs. "You're up early."
"Morning." Tea said, pulling her hair back into a ponytail, while frowning at Mai's perfectly curled hair, that cascaded down her shoulders. No one had a right to look that good, a full hour before they had to be anywhere. "You're looking lovely this morning." Tea said, not hiding the contempt from her voice. Mai laughed.
"You would too, if you spent more time on you're hair." Mai responded pointedly. Tea blew a raspberry at her her while shaking her head.
"Too early, they're making us practice a whole hour earlier than usual. I need that hour for my beauty sleep, hence this." Tea said pointing at her ponytail, which really didn't look bad, it was neatly groomed. It just paled in comparison to Mai's glamorous hair.
"I wish I could get away with looking like that sometimes though, looking this good all the time is time consuming, but models always have to look like models." Mai said playing with her fingers. Tea shrugged.
"The grass is always shorter, I suppose."
"Greener, hun, the grass is always greener." Mai corrected. Tea blew another raspberry at Mai.
"Its too early to think, besides I'm dancer not an English major." Tea laughed, slinging her gym bag she'd packed the previous night over her shoulder.
"And remember to get you're but back here as soon as you can, Serenity can't make you look sick if you're not here." Mai called. Tea nodded, they had come up with the plan for Tea to feign illness and not go out with either of the Kaiba brothers. While Mokuba was young, and would probably just secretly leave and go out on a date with someone else, the elder Kaiba would probably stay and try to make her feel better. After he'd raised Mokuba all of those years, it was in his nature to take care of people he cared about, or so they assumed.
Kaiba propped his chin onto his head, as he stared disinterestedly at the ad executives in front of him, as they pitched their companies idea on how to advertise his new game system, the KCHIES (Kaiba Corporation Holographic Interactive Entertainment Computer.) Needless, to say the ad executives weren't too happy about the name.
"Mr. Kaiba, the name is not bad, but its not catchy either." One of the two executives said, wringing her perfectly manicured hands. Mokuba leaned forward, showing interests in what she said ostensibly, but in all actuality he was just trying to make eye contact. The woman was beautiful, with her long blond hair, striking green eyes, and in his opinion perfect mouth, not to thin, not to big, made to look all the better by light pink lipstick with matching gloss. She was sharply dressed in a black suit, with pink and white striped dress shirt.
"We think that your customers would want something hip and now, something that says I wear my cap backwards and live by my own rules." She said trying to make him understand exactly who he was marketing too. This wasn't little kids would just swallow whatever toy he put out, these were teenagers. She turned her gaze toward Mokuba, and caught his eye. Mokuba smirked a little, and she smiled back, both of their eyes saying meet me later.
"Um, what Mrs. Sutton is trying to say, is that you need a title that's hip and now. There are too many letters in the..."
Mokuba tuned out, frowning, as the woman gave a glare at her partner. A young man, with average good looks, his black hair trimmed professionally. He had on all the right clothes, his blue business suit with white dress shirt making him dressed every bit as professional as the man sitting across from him, but their was something not quite right. Maybe it was his hauntingly light blue eyes, or maybe it was the way he pulled his lips back exposing his teeth in a smile that clearly said I'm beneath all of you, or maybe it was his car salesman voice, either way there was something incredibly sleazy about him.
"No." Kaiba said, snapping Mokuba back into realty. "I think we're done here." Kaiba said standing up abruptly. Mokuba got up and looked at the proposal, the K box, not bad, but too similar to the X box, could even end up getting them sued for copyright infringement. Shaking his head, he shrugged his shoulders.
"Mr. Mokuba Kaiba." The woman called out, Mokuba turned towards her and raised his eyebrow. "I ..."
"Hope your husband is well." He replied turning off and running away, he usually went out of his way to be nice to women, but he hated anyone who would cheat on their husband. If they were just dating that was one thing, but once you made that life long commitment, you should honor it, in his opinion.
"That turned out to be a total waste of my time." Kaiba grunted, when his secretary came running up to him.
"Mr. Kaiba you have an appointment to keep with Mr. Tao at the three, its two thirty now, and the florists called and they said they don't have any more white gladiolus bulbs in for your garden, and was wondering if you wanted to wait or pick something else, also Professor Brinkley is line three to make the arrangements for your guest lecture at Harvard University, and Mr. Connelly is on line two but he wouldn't say why. Also your 4:00 appointment with Mr. Pegasus was canceled, as your meeting with the Executive board of V Tech, apparently they're holding out until you come to Germany, and they refuse to recognize you as Chairman of their Board until you do so, also your 5 o clock canceled because the children got sick, and Mr. Terry is in your office he's ready to meet with you about the designs for you new house in England." She said checking off things, and inputing information into his PDA. Handing it to him, she ran back to her desk to finish her paperwork. Sighing when the phone rang as soon as she got to the desk. Mokuba frowned as a message from his own secretary popped up on his own PDA. It was schedule, and half the things were misspelled.
"Seto, can you fire Sheila for me? She never comes and updates me on my schedule in person, she's too busy sitting on her fat ass all the time, and look at this, half the things are misspelled. I expected more from a graduate from Dartmouth. Its an ivy league school, how the heck did this graduate."
"Well did you cross check her references, and pull up her transcripts, or did you just hire the first ivy league graduate that came into your office?" Kaiba asked, pretending to look over his schedule when he was really playing chess.
"I..."
"Checkmate." Kaiba said, Mokuba raised an eyebrow and looked onto his brother's screen.
"Still as good as ever, I see." Mokuba sighed, shaking his head. His brother really should get out more. "I know I could've done a better job of hiring her, but come on Seto, her resume looked great!"
"Did you make sure all of the things on the resume was true?" Kaiba asked, sticking the PDA into the pocket inside his suit jacket. Mokuba shook his head sheepishly, "Then fire her yourself."
"But Seto, you know much I hate doing that!" Mokuba whined.
"She's your personal secretary Mokuba, there is only two people who can fire her, she doesn't answer to anyone else, not even Human Resources, therefore its your responsibility." Kaiba answered. "If you expect to be taken seriously as a business man, you're going to have to step it up, I can't baby you forever."
"Its not babying me." Mokuba muttered, folding his arms across his chest and turning his head away. Kaiba arched an eyebrow.
"Well, I have to get back to work, its not my job to take care of those in your personal employ, get to work." Kaiba said, heading off to his office. Mokuba blew a bang out of his face as he made his way over to research and development. They were simply going to give him a long, boring status report, and he was less than enthusiastic, especially since he would have to hear more or less the same thing when they presented the prototype to his brother, but it at the very least kept him from having to fire anybody.
Tea stared blankly at the dancers in front of her, as she grumbled too herself. Sometimes being this good as she was at dancing was a pain in the butt. She didn't get to practice as much as the other girls, being an understudy, but she wasn't quite on par with the woman who was the lead. She was still better than the other girls though, hence she was the understudy for the woman who was playing the mother of the lead. She'd perform for one night, and the audience would probably bitch and complain that she wasn't the usual actor for the role. It didn't matter that she was just as good, the other woman was famous, and she wasn't.
"Sir, I'd like you too..." Tea called out to the director.
"Not now, Ms. Gardner, these other girls need my undivided attention, there is only one more week until opening night and they are not near ready."
"But..."
"You're already fabulous, you'll do fine, not shoo, I'll see you on Tuesday."
"But dress rehearsals are on Thursday."
"Miss Gardner, you shan't be in the show for another week after the opening, we have time, now shoo. Shoo, shoo, shoo." He said, waving her away. Tea sighed and hit the locker room. After getting dressed, she grumbled to herself. Checking her watch, she saw she still had a good two hours before she was supposed to meet Serenity at her hotel. Mumbling to herself darkly she decided to head home.
"Seto, here you need to sign these." Mokuba yawned, tossing the presentation papers on Kaiba's desk. Kaiba glared, and tapping the papers back together in a neat, orderly pile, he signed them. Sticking them in the out tray.
"So, What did Mr. Connelly want?" Mokuba inquired. Kaiba shook his head irritatedly.
"He was begging me to invest in his company again, he seemed pretty desperate." Kaiba said, when there was knock on the door.
"Who's there?" Kaiba called out, when no one answered, Kaiba looked at Mokuba expectantly, Mokuba arched an eyebrow, and Kaiba growled, standing up out of his char, even though Mokuba was only two feet away from the door.
"Scream and I'll kill you." Someone said, pushing in Kaiba's mouth before he had a chance to say anything. Mokuba's eyes widened as he put his hands up into the air.
"Easy now, we can talk about this, what do you want?" Mokuba said slowly, as Kaiba was forced to spin around, the gun pushed against his temple, and a cloth brought against his mouth.
"Mmphm." muttered from beneath the gag, though is words were to muffled to understand. Kaiba felt himself going weak, and within a matter of moments, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he collapsed easily into the intruders arms. Dropping him unceremoniously to the ground, he tied Kaiba's hands behind his back and bound his ankles and thighs.
"That should keep him quiet." The intruder muttered, Mokuba watched for him moment carefully, and seeing the man rise to his feet he tackled him to the ground, knocking the gun out of his hands.
"What did you do to my brother!" Mokuba yelled, punching him to his face. Instead of responding the man pushed the chloroform soaked rag against Mokuba's mouth. Mokuba quickly pulled away, recognizing the feeling immediately (having been kidnapped so many times) and the man used the opportunity to kick Mokuba in the chest, sending him backwards. Grabbing the gun, he pointed at Mokuba before he had a chance to get back up, swallowing a scream, Mokuba glared at the man, before he on the side of the head with the gun, knocking him unconscious. He then proceeded to set up a barricade against the door, even though he knew no guards couldn't get in, he'd held some secretary hostage to get up to the floor in the first time. He pulled out Kaiba's office chair, and looked at his laptop, a grin formed across his face when he realized Kaiba was still logged in. Pressing a key, suddenly a message popped onto the screen.
"Unregistered User, Please Present Password." He read aloud, he stared at the screen blankly. "What would that bastard have as a password?" He wondered out loud.
Tea idly flipped on the news, when she read the headline flash across the screen.
"Breaking News, I'm standing outside the New York City headquarters from Kaiba Corp USA where a deranged lunatic as taken Seto and Mokuba Kaiba hostage, now many of the employees have already evacuated the building, but Kaiba Corp's Security Personnel headed by Roland Isonois inside, attempting to stage a rescue. Authorities say the man came into the building, posing as a representative for V Tech Industries, a company Seto Kaiba recently acquired though the board has yet to recognize the takeover..." A anchorman said, standing outside the main building. Tea dropped the remote and immediately ran out of the her house, not bothering to even lock the door, or wake Joey up as she made a mad dash for Joey's motorcycle. Speeding through traffic, and weaving her way in and out, whilst eluding the police she arrived at the building. Honking her horn at the throng of people outside, she raced trough them and then parking her car at the door she rushed inside. Pulling a gun out of her purse, she took an elevator up to the floor just below Kaiba's then climbed inside an air conditioner shaft. Slipping up it she looked through the gate, she could see Roland not really knowing what to do, he obviously couldn't just bust through the door. He seemed to be radioing someone. Shrugging her shoulders she crawled her way, looking for Kaiba's area, this was a lot more complicated than she had originally planned. Finally seeing Kaiba and Mokuba knocked out on the floor. Kaiba was tied up, and apparently whoever it was didn't see Mokuba as much of a threat because he wasn't.
She tried prying open the gate but it was locked. "Now what?" She whispered out loud.
"Access Denied Again, oh come on" The man yelled hitting the computer. "How the hell does this stupid thing even know I'm not authorized!" He growled in frustration, glancing over at Kaiba, who was sleeping dreamlessly on the floor.
"Maybe I knocked you out to soon." He muttered to himself. "Now lets see, If I were a dork what would I pick as a password, well something to do with Star Journey of course. Hmm, no, it wouldn't be that, okay if I was rich, powerful, sexy, game playing, dork with a dragon fetish what would I choose, I know, Blue Eyes White Dragon." He said, snapping his fingers.
"Access Denied." The computer said in a feminine voice. He growled and slammed his fist against the thing computer, suddenly a timer popped onto the screen.
"What the hell?" The intruder muttered to himself.
"Come on you stupid thing, budge." Tea said, doing slight push ups (she after all could only go up so far) in an effort to break the cover.
"Target is insight. Over." A voice came over Roland's intercom.
"Roger that, the police have given the okay, fire at will. Over." Roland said.
"Roger, Will Co. Over." the voice answered.
"Goodbye." The computer said, a laser gun coming out of the wall. The man's eyes widened, when suddenly a woman came crashing through the air ducts on top of him. Tea eyes widened in pain as the laser shocked her, and a bullet tore through her arm. Tea's felt everything around her go black.
"What the hell!" The intruder said, staying low to the ground so whoever it was who shot at him from the building across the street couldn't hit him.
After the shock of seeing some random woman come falling from the ceiling wore off, the sniper across the street cursed under his breath. Grabbing his walkie talkie, he radioed Roland back.
"You're never going to believe this, but some chick just fell from the ceiling and messed up my shot, the intruder seems to be unconscious though, she landed on top of him, is safe to bust down the doors. I repeat its safe to bust down the door. Over."
"What?!!?!?!..." Roland said in shock. "Er, Over."
"It is safe to bust down the doors. Over."
"Roger that. Over." Roland said, he looked up at the rest of the security squad. "Take down the door."
Tea regained unconscious, when she saw the intruder crouched low to the ground, near Kaiba's unconscious form. He had the gun pointed at the door, obviously ready to shoot the first person to come through the door. Growling Tea stood shakily to her feet, and tackled the intruder, biting the hand that held the gun.
"You little bitch." The man shouted, holding his hand. He slapped across the wall, when Tea made a mad dash for the gun, the gun being far away from both of them, and under Kaiba's desk when the intruder reached for it to. Tea kicked him in the groin, and the man crumpled to the ground and pain, crawling towards the gun, he grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her towards him. Pinning her too the ground, he smirked.
"Who are you?" He hissed, as Tea struggled underneath him.
"You're not going to get away with this, those men are going come bust through that door and blow your brains out." Tea spat. The man chuckled, taking off the mask that his his face. Tea stared up at the scar on his face, those piercing blue eyes, that blond hair, she'd seen him somewhere before but, where?
"Like what you see?" He asked, Tea spat on him as a reply. He wiped the spit of in anger and slapped her across the face.
"Fine then, be that way. You know you are probably right about those stupid American pigs, they are not policeman, and have already gotten the clearance to kill me, if need be. So perhaps I should enjoy my last moments, no?" He asked her, unbuckling his belt. Tea's eyes widened, before her lips were crushed by his. When suddenly the man slumped forward, crying out in pain as a whirlwind of feathers surrounded went sailing though the air.
"That's for trying to hurt my girlfriend." Mokuba stated calmly, a cold glare in his eyes. He shot the man again, this time in the leg.
"That's for not taking me a threat." Mokuba said again, he pulled the trigger again, but it only made a clicking noise. Pulling a knife out his boot he walked over to the man.
"Mokuba please, that's enough he's not a threat anymore." Tea said, more scared of seeing a side of Mokuba she'd never seen before than worried about the German man's well being.
"And this, this for hurting my brother, no one does that and lives to tell about it." Mokuba said, stabbing the man in the chest, killing him. Tea turned her head away, tears spilling down her face. Suddenly Roland burst in the door, Mokuba looked over nonchalantly.
"Clean this mess up, and take Seto home, he's going to be out cold for at least 10 hours, but he should be fine, have the nurses monitor him, just in case." He said, tossing the blade on the floor. "What are you crying over him for, do you have any idea what he was going to do to you?" Mokuba said, turning towards Tea in disgust. Tea sobbed, and Mokuba held out a hand. "Come on, you need to go the hospital, as though do I, he nailed me pretty good in the head here, I might need stitches." Mokuba said, running a hand through his hair, and cringing at the sight of his own blood on his hand. Mokuba turned around and kicked the dead body one last time.
"What was that for?" Roland asked.
"I'm still pretty ticked he didn't time me up too, I mean I know I'm five years younger then Seto, and I know even though Seto is unconscious right now, he's still not banged up as me, but I'd like to be taking seriously by somebody. Seto belittles me, the media belittles me, this jerk..." Mokuba said kicking him again, "belittled me, everyone does. I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm 17!"
Roland shrugged as a reply, and draped his coat over Tea. "Come on Ma'aam, we don't have time to waste here." He said.
Tea glanced backwards at Kaiba's sleeping form, as she and Mokuba near the foot of Kaiba's bed, watching TV. Kaiba's doctor said he was going to be fine, but she still couldn't help shake the awful feeling that overwhelmed her when she realized just how close to death they had all gotten. Staring at her traffic ticket blankly, she looked up at Mokuba, who was watching TV, back to his normal, sweet self. He had let her stay at the mansion until Kaiba woke up, he'd had his own personal doctors look at her, some of the best in the entire world free of charge, and he'd had the chef prepare her favorite meal. He'd invited all her friends over, though he made them wait downstairs in the living room, since he knew for a fact that they weren't his brother's favorite people, and as such had no right to be in his personal bedroom. He'd even massaged her legs, and shoulders, careful not to disturb her arm which was in a sling.
"Mokuba?" Tea said breaking out of her reverie. Mokuba turned towards her, raising an eyebrow a quirk he'd picked up from his brother. Tea shook her head.
"Never mind, its nothing." She said softly, Mokuba cast her worried look.
"Are you sure?" He questioned, his voice full of concern. Tea shook her head yes, and Mokuba gave her a skeptical look, before looking back at the television. Tea sighed, she really didn't know what she was doing anymore. Was it really right to do what she was doing to either of them.
She had always assumed that Kaiba was strong, and that Mokuba was emotionally balanced, that if they ever found out about her treachery, they'd get over it. But now she wasn't so sure, they both were hurting a lot inside, and they were both wearing masks to protect themselves. Kaiba kept his distance from everyone, so that they couldn't hurt him, so that they couldn't disappoint him, so that they wouldn't leave or betray him like pretty much everyone else in his life. However, his self confidence wasn't false, it was there. He was more afraid of someone using him, because he was so useful, the way his Aunt and Uncle had used up his inheritance, the way the orphanage had used his intellect to gain money, and the way Gozaboro had used, the way Pegasus had tried to use him. But Mokuba was another story entirely, he seemed to be making up for the fact that no one ever cared about him, that no one had wanted to adopt him as a kid, that he hadn't had any friends in the orphanage, however one saw him as merely something precious to Kaiba, his brother's shadow, but nothing of any real worth by himself, by having as many cheap, and fast relationships as he could. He valued quantity over quality, and presented himself as ever loyal and friendly as a way to say to the world, don't you want me? He also thrived on attention, something his brother just wasn't able to give, not as much as Mokuba wanted. So he acted out, did things he wasn't supposed, it was all a desperate cry for help, he just hid his behind a smile. He pretended to be normal, but inside he was just as cold as his brother, so desperate for warmth, and she was taken advantage of that, of them both. And they were both willing to go through incredible extremes for each other, even more so then a normal brother, they were so close to each other because there had been no one else to fill that void, because they were the only good thing, the only constant in each other's lives.
"Tea are you okay?" Mokuba asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. Tea jumped a little, shocked at being interrupted from her thoughts.
"I'm fine, I just, feel so..." Tea said, tears running down her eyes. Mokuba frowned and pulled her close to him, rocking her back and forth and rubbing her back.
"Shh, its okay Tea, you have me, I promise I won't let anyone hurt you. You don't have to be scared." Mokuba whispered in her ear. Tea shook her head.
"Its not that, I just, I just..." Tea hiccuped.
"Its okay, everything is okay, I promise." Mokuba said, rocking Tea until she fell asleep. Mokuba looked down at her, then over at his brother, glaring at his sleeping form. Tea was obviously feeling guilty, when she shouldn't. Kaiba was the one that asked her out on a date, it was probably very easy to fall in love with his brother, he was a great guy, but he'd known how he'd felt about the girl since Battle City, and he still asked her out. If his brother had simply fallen in love with someone else, Mokuba sighed. No, Tea was obviously a special case, who wouldn't fall in love with her, his brother had simply fallen victim to her charms, grace, beauty and intellect. He had no idea the two were actually an item, and since Mokuba hadn't talked to Tea in a long time prior to this whole mess, it was only natural to assume his crush had faded. His brother had never understood the depths of Mokuba's love, he couldn't have, because he himself had never loved, nor had he really known love. Everyone had been so cruel to him, so could he have possibly comprehended that you could love someone that much that wasn't your family. Mokuba sighed. His brother's life was still tough, and his job made him put him in constant danger, he could've lost him today, and he wanted him to find love before someone succeeded in their plans to kill him.
"Don't worry Big Brother, Tea, I figure someway to get all of this out of this mess." He promised them quietly.