Rath- And here is the new story, everyone. Enjoy.

Set- Have fun. Shouldn't you be studying?

Rath- For what?

Set- Exams.

Rath- I deserve a break, I've been studying all weekend!

Set- If you say so.

Rath- Not as if you'd know, you were either asleep or playing outside!

Set- I know. I had fun, and you?

Rath- --()

-Yu-gi-oh we no own-

" Seto?" A pestering voice asked. I will hold my patience with this child; I will indeed my ass. Surely if I could do it for the past ten long years I can do it in this moment, despite the fact that my computer is trying to kill every important file I have. Sure, go ahead and try to mass slaughter them, I've got back up copies on my other computers and on disks! Try it, you foolish viruses! And now I am waging war with my lovely little laptop. I rubbed my temples and closed my eyes for a few moments.

Mondays were meant to kill the human race, or perhaps it would go for a greater prize, such as humanity's sanity. Yes, that does seem like a more fun thing to do. First destroy their sanity, and then watch in amusement as they slowly annihilate themselves till their flesh in nothing but small atoms in oblivion! Feh, apocalyptic much? I now know how evil geniuses think. Hm, I like that, "evil genius Seto Kaiba, destroyer of worlds!" We know that Mondays got to the evil genius first. Well, my thoughts are off topic today. That doesn't usually happen…

"Seto, can we please get a fish?" What the hell…?

" Indeed, we need a fish, big brother. A Gonostoma Denudatum, in the family Gonostomatidae. It would be so cool to have in my room, wouldn't it? Think about it, Seto, an awesome silver fish with sharp teeth and large black eyes to greet me everyday when I come home! Though they don't really have a bunch of barbells because he's a dragon fish, he does have photophores on his belly! They live deep, deep under water too! That's so cool, isn't it, Seto? I'll name him James! Or Jesse. They change sexes you know! I'd be really confused if I turned into a girl tomorrow, that'd be so gross. And then I'd have to buy new clothes too. Seto, is being a girl icky?"

Well, Mokuba if I ever do become a girl, I'll tell you… Which, of no offense to women, I would forbid to ever happen. Becoming a girl in not the top priority on my list. Unlike some other people of the world, I am quite satisfied with my gender. There we are again, wondering about weird things.

This child has too much spare time (or do I, since I am talking about this...?). I should honestly talk to his teacher about giving him more homework. But not in biology, this child would go completely wild. Or Life Issues for that matter. Honestly, "is being a girl icky?" I wonder what our parents must have been like to give him such odd genes. Perhaps they believed in patriarchal cultures and hated women. Perhaps they had some rare disease that causes one to wonder odd things. And then I realize what in the world I'm thinking about. Ah, yes, I'm sure the strange little disorder is passed to generation-to-generation getting stronger as it goes on…

" Hm, photophores… What are photophores, Seto? I think they mean shiny, or maybe glowy… Is "glowy" a word? But one thing we do know is that photophore rhymes with whor-" I slapped my hand over his mouth in time to hold back his odd and immature comment. One of my hands was still typing like mad. It took me a few moments to realize that my hand was wet and something was running over the palm of my hand. The hand that was currently over his mouth…

" Aw, Mokuba, disgusting! DISGUSTING!" I yelled, jumping from the chair and wiping my hand on my pant leg. He giggled in his normal high-pitched voice and fell of his chair in complete hysterics. No, this is not at all funny! But completely and utterly sickening! I frowned and hissed at him, drawing my chair back to me to sit back down and get back to work and win this war against not only my computer but also my little brother.

This child uses all the tact and patience I will ever hold in my life. No man, woman or child is permitted to wonder why I hold no willingness to make relations with other humans. Why is my mind going berserk today? This is utterly unbearable.

"Oh, and Seto, did you like your tea?" He smiled at me, slightly too happy for his normal circumstances. Oh, shit, what the hell did he do now? What on Earth did I do in my past life to deserve this? Betray a Pharaoh or something?!

" What did you do to it?" I hissed again, okay this is incredibly irritating, I had work to get done and this is ridiculous. Ridiculous is a funny word… Dammit, I'm doing it again, stop it! Mokuba giggled again and slipped out of the chair and under the table as I rubbed my temples in my doom. What did he do to my drink? I doubt he'd spike it; we have no alcohol… Arrgghhhh!

" NOTHING!" He squealed. There was a thud. Oh, boy… Please do not tell me that he…

There was a loud wail that echoed through out the dining room and I'm sure other parts of the house too.

"SETO!!! I hit-hit m-my head on the table!" It wailed. I sighed and let my head drop on the table. I winced at the loud sound it made and how the pain smacked me in the head, quite literally, actually. I bit my lip and put my hands and arms over my head, trying to shelter my head from the racket that Mokuba managed to belt out. I swear this kid was going to kill me someday with his hyper-activeness…

" Come here, kid." I sighed, waving one of my arms, under the table. He crawled over and sat on my lap, tugging on my jacket. He was still crying, this time loudly, attempting to get my attention. I slammed my head against the table several times, moaning equally as loudly. What a sight.

" Mister Kaiba, what's wrong?" A servant came in, only his head visible from behind the door. Though I couldn't see him I could picture the look on his face seeing the both of us, screeching our lungs out, with him wailing and me slamming my head upon the lovely oak table, which I happened to have spent thousands of dollars on.

There was a click; a sign he had left. Probably to get some more servants, that or to get the men in white coats to take us to a "happy" place. Aha! They can do nothing to me! I pay them. Heheh… Oh, feh, what is wrong with me? I rubbed my hand on Mokuba's head where I assumed he hit his head and still banged my own head against the wood.

I heard that insane giggle against the sobs.

" Do that again!" Well, at least he's stopped crying… I once again, hit my head against the accursed table, but this time hit my wonderful laptop. The screen made a lovely cracking sound just to make sure I got the point… I then decided that yelling random profanities that came into my mind aloud would suffice my rage for a few moments. Only concluding in making Mokuba giggle louder and fall off my lap and on the ground. This time I could not help myself but laugh also, falling off my own chair, or rather with the chair.

After about ten minutes of laughing at each other and ourselves we soon sighed and stopped, rolling over to face each other, me of course, having more issues with that as the chair was currently mangling me.

" Aspartame." He said, matter-of-factly. I cocked my head, oh, no.

" You did?" That wasn't good… That fancy little chemical had um, a rather hyper affect on me. Ba-ad. Oh, a sheep. Yes, as I said bad effect on me.

" Are you mad at me now?" He asked.

" Nah, I'm too happy." I shrugged, turning on my back and smiling at the ceiling.

" Okay, would now be a good time to tell you something?" Not again…

" Um, sure, yes, why not?" Okay, why am I pressing into wolverine land?

" You know the fish I wanted?" Damn… he didn't…

" Ye-es…"

" I already bought one online, it came today…"

" MOKUBA!"

Rath- Uh, okay, truly I have no idea. Next chapter will probably be the beginning of some small saga or somethin'… Well, remember, updates won't come till early June or late/mid July. Thankies to everyone who read! Please review, okay? It does help! Ja ne.

Set- I wanted to say something… Okay, well, no other announcements from me, so later.