After talking to Mokuba on the phone for an hour, Kaiba kept compulsively checking the clock. Every minute seemed like an hour as the seconds slowly ticked away like sand in an hour glass. He could hear it in Mokuba's voice that he had been crying. He never said anything about it, but Seto could tell. He supposed it was a Dad thing. It didn't take much for him to figure out that he was probably crying because of him, and the thought was absolutely heartbreaking. He kept moving in his bed, trying to get comfortable, but comfort would not find him today.

A nurse came in to check on him and put a thermometer in his ear. When it beeped, she pulled it out and looked at it.

"99.1. Almost there." She said with an annoying smile. Kaiba felt like throwing his hands up in the air in frustration. Didn't these people understand that he had to work? That he had a job to do and a son to care for?! Kaiba had to stop and remind himself that to the general public Mokuba was still only his brother, but it was strange to think of him that way now. Almost taboo even. The more he stuck with that train of thought, the more he realized that it might be time to show the world the truth- and he knew exactly how to do it.

But before he could to any of that, he had to get out of this god forsaken hospital.

When Mokuba woke up from his nap he felt much better than he had earlier. His hands and feet were bruised and sore from his earlier tantrum, but otherwise he felt fine. His hands found his teddy bear and he snuggled it close before grabbing it's paw and going to look for Yugi. Yugi had just finished his homework when he heard the guest room door creak open. He smiled at the sight of Mokuba tiredly rubbing his eyes.

"Hey." He said, happily. Mokuba waved with his free hand, not wanting to take his pacifier out of his mouth. Yugi put his homework into his backpack before returning his attention to Mokuba. "What do you want to do?" He asked.

Mokuba was quiet for a minute. He shrugged. What was there to do anyways?

"We could draw, we could build something, we could play duel monsters..." He started listing off things to do in hopes of engaging him in something. Mokuba's eyes brightened and he went into his room and grabbed a coloring book and a pack of crayons from under his bed. He held them out proudly, and Yugi's smile widened.

"You want to color?" He asked. Mokuba nodded. "Alright. We can do that for a little bit."

Mokuba flipped to the page he'd been saving and carefully tore it out. It was a picture of a blue eyes white dragon, and he'd been waiting for the right time to color it and give it to his Daddy as a present. Excitedly, he started to color it, paying special attention to detail- what parts should be light blue, what parts should be white, and everything in between. He was extra careful to color inside all the lines. When he finished, he held it up with pride. It was absolutely perfect!

"Did you finish?" Asked Yugi, putting down a crayon. Mokuba nodded and handed him the picture. "Wow, Mokuba! That looks great!" He said enthusiastically. "It looks so real! Did you color this for your Dad?" He asked. Again, Mokuba nodded. "Well he's going to love it!" Yugi declared. Mokuba smiled, then took the page back to put in his bedside drawer for when he finally came home.

It was later in the evening, just after dinner, when the nurse came back in to check on him. She took his temperature and- at last!- declared him fit to go home. Seto smiled in his disbelief. After filling out a mountain of paperwork, he was finally able to go home. He didn't call to tell anyone, though. Instead he took a cab so that he could surprise them. He unlocked the front door as quietly as possible, then shut it. Then, he stealthily made his way upstairs and hid in his room to give his son the ultimate surprise. He took out his cell phone and called the house. Mokuba, seeing the caller ID, rushed to answer it.

"Hi Daddy!" He chirped happily.

"Hey there buddy. What are you up to?"

"I'm building a castle for beary."

"Really? That sounds fun. Where are you building it?"

"In my room."

Slowly, Kaiba started walking in that direction.

"I sure do miss you, bud."

"I miss you more!"

"I don't think that's possible."

"Yes it is!" He cried, indignant.

"I can't wait to see you."

"When are you coming home?" He asked, pouting.

"Sooner than you think."

This made Mokuba excited. "Really?!"

"Really." He promised. "If you could have anything in the world right now, what would it be?" He stood right at the bedroom door.

"You would be here." He whispered.

"I already am." Said a voice right behind him. Mokuba's head shot around so quickly Kaiba worried that he might have twisted his neck.

"Daddy!" He squealed and ran into Seto's waiting arms. As soon as he was safely in his grasp, Kaiba picked him up and settled him on his hip. Mokuba kissed his cheek and hugged him tightly. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." He promised. Mokuba suddenly gasped as he remembered something, and squirmed in his father's arms until he let him down. He pulled out his bedside drawer, grabbed the colored drawing, and held it up to him, jumping up and down. Seto smiled and bent down to his level to see a perfectly colored picture of a blue eyes white dragon. "It's beautiful. Thank you." He said, clearly proud. Mokuba hopped back into his arms and cuddled him happily. Kaiba then turned his attention to Yugi, who was watching with a smile.

"Thank you, Yugi." He said, quietly. Yugi nodded.

"Anytime." And he sincerely meant it. He packed up his things and said goodbye to Mokuba before heading out the door to leave father and son to their time together.