When Mokuba woke up two hours later, he rolled onto his side, confused as to where he was. Only when he saw the fuzzy outline of the crib bars did he remember where he was. He looked over to the rocking chair, expecting his brother to be there. When he wasn't there, Mokuba frowned. On top of that, his diaper was cold and clammy. It was uncomfortable and made him whimper quietly. When he still didn't show up five minutes after that, the whimpers grew into cries. Not long after that, he heard the door open and looked at it expectantly. Seto entered the room smiling softly and shut the door behind him. He went over to the crib and put the side down before picking up his little brother and starting to change him.

"Did you have a nice nap?" He asked, interestedly. Mokuba nodded. "Good." Quickly, he was changed and dressed again in a matter of minutes. Mokuba happily clung to his brother as he sat back in the rocking chair. "What do you want to do now?"

Mokuba shrugged.

"Are you hungry?" He asked. His brother nodded, so he set him down on the floor and went to the kitchen to get his brother something to eat. While he was there, he picked up the mail left out on the counter and put them into one of his Jacket pockets. He got a bowl of soup and brought it back into the nursery. Mokuba had been waiting for him expectantly. Kaiba sat on the floor with his brother and fed him spoonfuls of soup while telling him completely made up stories that came off the top of his head.

He was glad to see his little brother enjoying himself and was happy to finally feel like he was making a real difference in his life. He couldn't go back and change the past, but he could try and construct something to counteract it. They had money, fame, and power, but most importantly they had each other as family- and that's what was most important. Sometimes in all the hustle and bustle of their daily lives they tended to forget or belittle that fact. It took moments like these to reinforce the bond that they shared.

Kaiba was usually so focused on his work that sometimes making time for his brother fell by the wayside, but now that he was really making an effort to be with him daily and do something to make them closer, he could finally see that the real rewards in life didn't come in the form of riches or power as he had once thought- they came in the little moments that happened every day with his family.

When the bowl of soup was gone, Mokuba decided to take a break from the nursery and get some homework done, so Kaiba went to the study to try and get a little work done himself. He had almost forgotten about the mail he had put in his pocket until he dropped a pen on the floor. When he bent down to pick it up, an envelope had fallen out. He took out the rest of the mail from his jacket and started to sort through it. Most of it was junk mail. There were a few bills and two or three business letters from Industrial Illusions that he set aside for later, but nothing that screamed important- until, that is, he got to the last letter in the stack. He saw the familiar return address and ripped it open with ferocious anticipation and nervousness. It was from the adoption agency. It was a personal letter from Gina Araya herself. Unconsciously, he held his breath as he began to read.

Dear Mr. Kaiba,

As you can Imagine, in my line of work I have seen almost any and every situation between siblings there can be. I've seen destructive relationships that destroy a family, and a few children who manage to brave that and stay strong enough to keep their family together despite its toxicity. I've seen siblings love and protect each other through the worst of situations. I had thought I had seen it all- until I saw you with your brother.
The two of you are obviously very close. When I first started observing you I could pick up on that right away. I've seen many older siblings enter the parental role, but none with the same depth in commitment to protect and love them that you have displayed. I had seen you on television before and had seen the way you speak and carry yourself around other people. But the stark contrast between your public face and private one were so starkly different that they surprised even me. It is obvious to me that you are your brother's whole world and would do whatever it takes to protect him.
 Most of the time I have to teach lessons to the people I meet in my line of work. I really didn't expect you to teach me anything, but you surprised me. You showed me the depth of your commitment to giving your brother a better life. You showed me that you were more than capable of caring for your brother and that you would gladly make whatever sacrifice necessary for his well being. These are the traits I look for in prospective parents, and I was shocked to find them in someone like you. Thank you for proving the age old saying that you can't judge a book by its cover. For once I am very happy to be wrong in my assumptions. Although it isn't procedure, I wanted to let you know personally that I have approved your request for adoption. You should receive a call in the next few weeks giving you your court date. I wanted to offer you my heartfelt congratulations. I wish you luck in your new role as an adoptive parent and with all of your future ambitions.

Sincerely,

Gina Araya