Summary: It's the Egypt gang's first snowfall that they've ever seen, and Mother Nature is eager to give the bigger Kaiba family a Christmas they'll never forget. Just a short three-shot that I've had stuck in my head since Christmas 2010. Fifth in the Dragon-Prince saga. Hope you enjoy! Mizushipping and brotherly love between the Kaiba brothers, as always. Rated K.

Disclaimer: Why do I keep forgetting this? Oh well. I don't own YuGiOh!, that much is obvious. I do, however, own my OC, who just peeks in on this story. Oh, and the plot. It came to me in a dream-Heh. All right. Enough with the mystical mumbo-jumbo. All credit for 'YuGiOh!' goes to the genius, Kazuki Takahashi.

That being said, Read, Enjoy, and Review!

Christmas of Memories, a short YuGiOh! story by Tsunami Storm

Chapter 1: Confusion

Seth woke up with the sun, just as he had ever since he had lived in Egypt as a child. It was the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth month- or as Seto, Noah and Mokuba called it- Christmas Eve. He had heard all of the legends and histories of this particular holiday, and none of them made much sense to him. Especially the one with the large man in the red suit. Where did these people get that idea? He wondered with a shake of his head. Out of all these legends, most of them shared a common factor: this thing people called 'snow'. Seth had never seen such a thing before except on the television lately, and he wondered if it could really exist. He knew about ice, but snow? How was it possible for rain droplets to crystallize into unique, complex patterns like that?

Seth shrugged and pulled himself out of his musings to get ready for the day, not even bothering to look out his window. It hadn't 'snowed' at all since he and the others had been returned to this world, and Mokuba and Noah were growing rather disappointed with the uncooperative weather. Even Seto seemed to be in a bad mood lately. It had been overcast with clouds every day since the start of December, and just cold enough for a rainy winter day, but not cold enough for snow. There had also been plenty of wind for the last few weeks as well. All in all, it seemed that Isis* was in a bad mood like his brothers.

*[goddess of nature]

There I go again. Seth chided himself for daydreaming. He stood next to his closet and pulled on a pair of black pants, then selected a black turtleneck and pulled it over his head. Smiling to himself, he pulled a white, sleeveless trenchcoat off of the hanger and put that on too. There. Now I look just like Seto with a tan. He laughed as he thought to himself. Slipping a handmade locket around his neck, he opened the door to his room and walked downstairs to find some breakfast.

The locket that Seth wore was much like Seto's in its design and in that it contained a picture of someone important to him. However, instead of a picture of his young brother Mokuba, this one contained a full-body photo of Kisara in her wedding dress. Seth sighed. That had been the happiest day of his life, the day that he and his true love had been joined forever in matrimony*. Seto- unfortunately- did not share this view of the memory. Seth laughed to himself as he remembered how the media had heard about a wedding in the Kaiba family. All because of one simple spelling error and their uncanny resemblance, Seto had to endure weeks of harassment by the paparazzi. Not to mention from his fans in the dueling world. But all that was over now.

*[See 'Union of Two Dragons']

By this time, Seth had made his way to the kitchen, and quickly and quietly chose a cereal box and the other necessary items from the cupboards and refrigerator. He didn't want to wake the others, as both Seto and Mokuba had a busy schedule today. Seth had offered to help his hikari, but Seto had declined, saying that it was 'Kaibacorp. business'. Mokuba hadn't needed any help either, as he would be spending the whole day at school rehearsing for the Christmas concert. Kisara and Noah had a free day, but Seth didn't want to wake them up either.

-After breakfast-

Just as he was finishing his breakfast, Mokuba came sliding down the banister rail and into the kitchen with his socks, still in his pajamas. Seto entered the room seconds later, fully dressed and wearing an exasperated smirk aimed at his little brother. Mokuba only grinned mischievously at his big brother, then whispered excitedly, "Morning, Seth! Did you look outside yet? It finally snowed!"

Seth nodded his greeting to Mokuba, as his mouth was still full with his last bit of cereal. He then swallowed and replied, "No, I haven't seen it, but thanks for the weather report." He smiled, watching as Mokie's impossibly wide grin grew even larger. Seto just smirked, then grabbed an apple and a piece of toast from the toaster. Glancing briefly at his yami's apparel, he rolled his eyes. "Looks like I'm gonna be in two places at once today." He chuckled- ruffling Mokie's hair for the fun of it- making it even messier than it was already. Seth shrugged and smiled back, rinsing off his bowl and placing it in the dishwasher.

After Mokuba had finished getting ready, he and Seto left the mansion to go to their occupation sites: Mokuba to Domino High and Seto to Kaibacorp. "Make sure to bundle up, Seth!" Mokuba called as he hopped into the limo after his brother. Seth nodded, then raised a hand in farewell as the limousine disappeared down the road. Seth quietly donned a pair of snow boots and gloves, then walked outside to determine what all the fuss was about with this 'snow'.

As he took his first step off the porch into the white winter wonderland, his foot sank into the crunchy landscape. With a surprised yelp, he jumped back to the safety of the concrete porch. Slowly, he tried the action again, this time staying put as the ice crystals crumbled under his boot. He walked a few steps through the enigmatic terrain, then bent down and scooped up a handful of the white powder. Almost immediately, the snow began to melt, and water rivulets ran from his gloved palm and dropped to the frozen ground below. So it is water. Seth thought to himself before tossing the rest in his mouth. It's a different form of frozen water. He affirmed, marveling at the cold sensation that was freezing his teeth.

SPLAT! A wet, cold, round something collided with the back of his head, and Seth whipped around to see a grinning Noah Kaiba on the porch, holding another white ball in his hand. When Noah recognized who he had hit with his missile, he gasped, "Whoops! Sorry, Seth! I thought you were Seto! He's had that coming for a while now."

Seth merely chuckled and brushed the snow out of his hair, answering, "No harm done, Noah. It's my fault for dressing this way today. However-" He added, gathering some snow of his own, "-that doesn't let you off the hook." He threatened with a wide grin, pulling his arm back.

Noah laughed and cried out in mock-horror, "Oh no! Please spare me, great pharaoh! Not that! Anything but that!" He chuckled, covering his face with his arms.

Seth merely grinned evilly and threw the snowball anyway, where it connected- SPLAT!- with Noah's unguarded stomach. "Oof!" The surprised boy grunted- landing on his backside- causing Seth to chuckle. The bewildered look on Noah's face only made Seth laugh harder. "Oh, that's it!" The boy cried with a smirk. "You're going down, Seth!" He laughed as he tackled the former pharaoh, sending both of them into the snow beneath. For ten minutes the brothers wrestled in the snow, having the time of their lives. Unfortunately, all the noise and laughter woke Kisara, who'd been enjoying a very pleasant dream. The young woman took one look out her newly-repaired bedroom window, then smiled when she saw her brother and husband playing and behaving like they were eight years old.

Shaking her head in exasperation, a still smiling Kisara walked over to her closet and selected a comfortable pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a warm sweater from her choices of clothing. After she had changed, she quickly and gracefully descended the stairs to the kitchen where she found a bowl, spoon and her favorite cereal and ate breakfast. After she had finished, she donned a pair of boots, gloves, a scarf and an overcoat and stepped out onto the front porch to watch her family's antics.

Noah spotted his sister first, then commented, "Looks like we have an audience, Seth." grinning as he rolled off the pharaoh's back. Seth got to his feet, embarrassment making his rosy cheeks even rosier. Kisara giggled at how red Seth's face was, then without warning threw a perfect snowball at the back of Noah's head. The unsuspecting teen was knocked forward off his feet, and face-planted in a soft snowdrift. "Mmhfm!" Noah shouted in surprise as Kisara giggled and Seth roared with laughter. "What was that, Noah? We couldn't hear you through the snow!" Kisara laughed good-naturedly at his muffled comment.

"I said, 'Hey!' I never thought that Kisara would attack someone when their guard was down!" A rather perturbed Noah answered, wiping snow off his face. But then he smiled. "Nice throw, though! You've got a good arm!" He praised.

"Thanks, little brother." Kisara smiled. After a few more minutes, the three decided to return to the warm comfort of the mansion- as the temperature was dropping slowly due to the gray clouds that suddenly hid the shining face of Ra. A few minutes later found the group relaxing in the large sitting room, sipping mugs of hot chocolate and watching the local weather report.

"What started out as a beautiful and sunny Christmas Eve day is about to be put on ice. As you can see on our charts, a massive snowstorm is headed for Domino and the surrounding area. Families who were planning to travel over the holiday are strongly advised to postpone their trips until the winter storm blows over. The storm is expected to last a maximum of seventy-two hours, but we'll definitely see the sun return on day four. Happy holidays everybody, and good day." Click.

"Uh-oh. I hope they don't cancel the concert." Noah worried. "Mokuba worked all year on that!" He put his feet up on the chair, set his mug on the side-table, then curled up into a ball. Then he mused, "Then again, most of those families at the high school don't live too far away. They probably won't cancel it."

"And we all know how stubborn Seto is. Once he sets his mind to something, he sees it through no matter what. Rampaging rhinoceros couldn't stop him." Seth laughed, leaning back on the couch, the picture of ease. "Mokuba is the same way. They wouldn't abandon the thing they were working on even if Zorc were attacking the city." He finished with another chuckle, closing his eyes to take a short nap. Speaking of Seto- Seth thought, I wonder what he's doing right now-

-Kaibacorp. headquarters, Office of the President-

"-In short, costs are down, revenues are up, and Kaibacorp. stock has never been higher. Gentlemen and ladies of the Board, it has been a pleasure and a privilege working with you, in order to make this past fiscal year the best it has ever been since I reestablished Kaiba Corporation as a gaming organization- despite the minor setbacks that I dealt with in the past year. I thank you all for your time, and I wish you all safe travels and happy holidays." Seto Kaiba concluded with a small yet friendly smile. As the members of the Board of Directors filed out of the room, the young man sighed and collapsed into his leather custom swivel chair and closed his eyes for a brief moment. That was nerve-wracking. He thought to himself. Now I just have to make an announcement at lunch that everyone gets a mandatory week-long Christmas vacation. That oughta be interesting. He finished pensively. He hadn't ever given any of his employees a day off before, much less a week. And the idea that his predecessor would have was laughable. That tyrannical tycoon wouldn't have considered it even if there was a gun pointed at his head.

"Tch. The world is well rid of him. Wonder what happened to him anyway?" Seto mused to himself. Then he shrugged. It wasn't that important. After five minutes, he pressed the intercom button for his secretary and instructed, "Make an announcement. I want every single employee in this building to assemble in the cafeteria at lunchtime. Tell them it's mandatory, I don't care what they're working on. Is that clear?"

"Transparently clear, Mr. Kaiba." The secretary answered and- shortly after- the message crackled out through the communications system. Hours later, the lunch break finally arrived, and the confused and slightly apprehensive employees gathered in the Mess Hall for their President's impromptu meeting. Just as the hour hand touched twelve, Seto strolled into the room, trademark trenchcoat on and briefcase in hand. As he stepped onto the stairs to the second floor, he heard quiet whispers and murmurs coming from the crowd.

"Whaddya think's goin' on?"

"Beats me. Do you have any idea why Mr. Kaiba called this meeting?"

"If you ask me, there's only ever one reason for a meeting like this. Better prepare to clean out your desks, people: some of us won't be here tomorrow."

Seto smirked to himself. That man was partially right. No one would be working here tomorrow. It was Christmas, for Pete's sake! And there was supposed to be a massive snowstorm, too. He cleared his throat loudly and waited for the chatter to die down. When the room was quiet, he looked up and announced, "All right. I'm gonna make this short and sweet, since I'm sure many of you have things to finish up in your respective departments. I just finished a meeting with our Board, and this has been our best fiscal year in the history of the new Kaibacorp. Because of this, I am going to do something that neither I nor my predecessor have ever done before. As of this moment, you are all-" Seto paused for a moment, building the suspense. "-on a mandatory, week-long vacation. You have all worked hard this past year- even in my absence- and I think you deserve some time with your families. Merry Christmas, and I expect to see all of you at the usual time on the second of January."

Total silence and a room full of stunned faces was what followed that statement, and countless pairs of eyes followed Seto Kaiba out the front door and into his limousine, which sped off within a minute.

"Hey, Johnson, that was Mr. Kaiba, right? Did he really just give us a vacation?"

"Don't worry about it, Gansley. I bet he did it on purpose. There's supposed to be a huge storm this weekend. I guess he doesn't wanna lose any good employees."

-The Kaiba mansion, hours later-

"C'mon, guys! We wanna get good seats for the concert, don't we?" Noah called up the stairs, waiting for his brothers and sister. "Almost done, Noah!" Kisara called back, peeking out of the bathroom door. She was wearing a gold blouse with white rhinestones as buttons, and a black velvet skirt. Her hair was curled loosely and hung down her back and over her shoulders. "Just let me put a little makeup on!"

Meanwhile, the Kaiba twins came out of their respective rooms simultaneously and started walking down the large staircase. They were both dressed formally, but were in stark contrast to each other. Seth was wearing a white suit with a green shirt and tie, while Seto wore a traditional black suit with a red shirt and tie. Hm. The hikari's wearing black and the yami's wearing white. There's a switch. Noah chuckled to himself as his brothers came downstairs. Soon after, Kisara joined the group and the four left the house and walked to the garage, where a Corvette Stingray was parked. Roland was at the door waiting for them and he wished them a safe journey, saying, "I've had this vehicle restored and upgraded* just as you asked, sir. It has a full tank of fuel and a spare tire is in the trunk. I also took the liberty of giving it a fresh coat of paint, as the old one was no longer satisfactory. Drive safely, Mr. Kaiba, and have a good time at the concert."

*[By 'upgraded', I mean added a back seat to the car.]

Seto nodded his thanks, then as everyone climbed into the car, asked, "Isn't your niece singing in the choir? Why aren't you going?"

Roland took out a handkerchief and wiped his temple with it, as he always did when he was nervous. "Yes, well- she is, but- I'm afraid that I have not been feeling one hundred percent these last few days. It always happens around the holidays. If I may be so bold as to ask, could you- watch her performance and congratulate her for me? I would be so grateful if you would."

Seto smiled, then put a friendly hand on the bodyguard's shoulder and replied, "Sure, old friend. It's the least I could do after all you've done for me. Why don't you go inside and rest. You look a little worn down."

"Th-thank you, sir. I- I will do that. Have a safe journey, and Merry Christmas." Roland stammered as he walked back to the house after bowing respectfully.

"Merry Christmas, Roland." Seto whispered as he got in the driver's seat of the classic car. Once everyone had fastened their seatbelts, Seto started the nearly silent engine and drove out of the driveway to the high school. It was snowing hard on the way to their destination, and the CEO couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu. The last time that he was in this car- in fact, the last time this car had been running- was the last time* he and Mokuba had seen their father- alive.

*[Tragedy of the Past]

End of chapter 1

Next chapter teaser: Catastrophe

Wow. Long first chapter. Anyway, I know it's not Christmas yet, (heck, it's the middle of July!) but I couldn't get this idea out of my head!

Don't get me wrong, now. I love all those Christmas legends. You have to admit some of them are pretty bizarre, though. And they don't get a lot of snow in Egypt, so, naturally, Seth wouldn't know about it.

For a full story on the wedding of the century, see 'Union of Two Dragons', by Tsunami Storm(me).

As for the snowball fight, I just have one thing to say: 'Boys will be boys.' Immature as can be. Hard truth, guys, sorry.

I hope I got that weather report right. It sounded a little off to me. What do you think?

The Johnson and Gansley mentioned are not the Big Five members. Those are their sons, who are definitely not following in their fathers' footsteps.

Aww. Now I really feel sorry for Mokie and Seto. In the original manga, it said their real father died in an accident, but everyone assumes that it was a car accident. So this is my take on it.

Constructive Criticism is greatly appreciated!

Glowing reviews are even better!

However, flames will be tossed right into the fireplace where they belong.

See you next chapter!

God Bless!

Tsunami Storm