When We Were Friends

Where Is He?

I couldn't believe it. There was no way that could be real. I wasn't meant to have a real family and I knew that. I just couldn't believe I was going to have a real father. I couldn't believe I had won.

The match had gone on for hours. I was almost suppertime by the time I finally beat him. Mokuba had left to go back outside long ago. I wish he would have stayed but I bet he was really bored watching.

"Well congrats Seto," Gosaburo's voice was slightly softer than it normally was. Maybe he was happy that I was going to live with him. "Now you can come take up my space and time." Maybe not.

I don't know why, but at the time I wanted nothing more than to have a family. Even if that family was with a cold heartless bastard like Gozaburo. I just couldn't see want I horrible person he was back then.

"Shall I go get my brother and tell him the good news then?" I tried to be as polite as I possibly could. He nodded and a left the room.

Before long I caught myself running to the door leading outside. I was so happy. I couldn't wait to tell Mokuba the great news. I knew he wasn't going to be as excited as me but after the new sunk in a bit, he would be happy.

"Mokuba," I yelled when I got outside. He didn't answer me. "Mokuba," I yelled again. I didn't see him out there. I looked around for a while but no Mokuba.

Then I thought of something. What if Tom decided to hurt Mokuba while I was inside? Mokuba couldn't defend himself. What about Joey? Maybe he could keep Mokuba safe all on his own?

I started panicking. Nothing means more to me in this world more than my little brother. I don't know what I would do if something, anything, ever happened to him.

"Mokuba! Mokuba where are you?" I kept yelling for him, but I never got an answer.

"He's not coming. Do you have any idea how much fun it is to scared a little wimp into telling me all of his little secrets." That voice. I knew that voice all too well. I turned around and there stood Tom and his gang of punks.

"What did you do to him," I barely recognized my own voice. It was cold and full of anger, much like Gozaburo's.

"Don't worry Seto Boy. He's fine. But I can't guarantee he will stay that way for very long. Unless you do exactly as I say." I hate him. I wanted nothing more than to cause him pain for ever laying a finger on my brother.

"I'll do anything you want, just as long as nothing happens to my little brother."

:"I new you would see it our way." He walked up to me and smirked. Then he turned back around and walked back to his group losers. "Now, first thing you are going to do is," he paused and smirked again. I couldn't wait to wipe that awful smirk off of his ugly face. "Tell that street punk friends of yours that he is never to come back here again."

"What good would that do you?" Joey had nothing to do with them. After I left Joey probably wouldn't stop by here anymore. But, they didn't know that I was leaving. This was going to be way to easy to get out of.

"Well, if you most know, it's easier to push you around without that punk coming and helping you out. See, it makes things a hell of a lot easier to get what we want." He was so stupid.

"Fine, I'll do it, just don't hurt my brother."

"It's not that easy. You have a long list of thing to do. I can have him back after the first chore is done. After that, one false move and the squirt is going to need professional help." With that he left me there.

I needed to hurry up and find Joey. I needed to help Mokuba, and I needed to help him fast. I took off running to look for Joey. Last I saw him was before the chess game. He was standing outside and I had ignored him. I really hope I could find him, fast.

A.N. Well that's chapter five for you. Please R/R. I want any ideas as to what you think should happen next. Again, please, please, please review.