A/N(s):

About the age alterations . . . Duke, Tea, and Tristan are close to Serenity and Mokuba's age. (around twenty) Kaiba and Joey are a bit older. (around thirty) Yami and Bakura are the oldest. (mid-forties, early-fifties, maybe older . . . imagine them as your dad . . . . well, I know . . . scary thought there, lol!)

Marik, Mai, and Ishizu will make an appearance in later chapters. (Marik and Ishizu in the next chapter, Mai is still to be determined.)

Also, thanks for the reviews, but this is my last update until I get more! If this bugs you, then please get more people to review this story, or just go and rent a copy of the movie "Main Hoon Naa" from your local Indian grocer, watch it, and leave me alone. If you live in an area where this is not possible, then while yes, I do pity you greatly, there's absolutely nothing else I can do.

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at Sofia College

Serenity looked expectantly around the campus. On the far side there were kids trying to finish up their homework from the night before and nerds with coke-bottle glasses and noses stuck in books. On the opposite side there were girls in mini-skirts and high-rise tops just a few degrees above total nudity walking around. There were guys with muscles too big to be useful driving around in their fancy sports cars.

Serenity was startled as someone said behind her, "Hi, Serenity!" She whipped around and saw a boy her age with odd-shaped brown hair, plain brown eyes, and large thick glasses. "Oh hi, Tristan," she replied trying to keep the disappointment out of her voice. Serenity turned around and started scanning the students once more. Where is he?

"Um, Serenity?" Tristan said hopefully.

"What?" Serenity replied, not taking her eyes off the bike racks where she thought she saw a faint outline of a motorcycle in the distance.

As the motorcycle came closer and closer, Serenity could make out the shape of a young man sitting on it, with long flowing black hair. When he finally came to a stop ten feet in front of her, Serenity could recognize his clear blue eyes filled with mischief.

"Mokie!" she exclaimed.

Mokie jumped off the bike and ran over to Serenity. "Hey Ren, how's it going?"

At the sight of Mokie, Tristan had fled the scene, trying very hard to look as if he didn't care that Serenity never took notice of him despite his "always being there for her" 24/7.

"Good," answered Serenity, "it's the start of fourth quarter today. Are you going to at least try not to fail like every single class?"

Mokie laughed. "No way, Ren! Getting good grades is a complete waste of time if you ask me. Besides, not getting them is just as hard as having to work for them."

"Fortunately no one did ask you," muttered Serenity, rolling her eyes, as she and Mokie walked over to a section of the outdoor campus where a girl was busily applying make-up as a boy sat next to her arm-wrestling another boy.

Kaiba stared out the train window, watching the scenery pass by like a video on play and fast-forward at the same time. He was startled when a voice asked behind him, "Where are you headed?"

Kaiba turned around to see a young boy with large inquisitive eyes and an innocent look. Kaiba attempted a smile. "I'm going to find my brother."

"Your brother?" repeated the boy. "Don't you know where he is? My older brother always keeps an eye on me, and he keeps me safe from all danger. You must be a very irresponsible brother."

Kaiba kept his face blank hiding any emotion that may have surfaced at the boy's comments. "I've never seen my brother."

"What?!" The boy's eyes widened even more with surprise.

"Well, I--yes. I have never seen my brother. But I know his name is Mokuba Kaiba. And I know he'll be just like me," at this point Kaiba's eyes took on a dreamy look as he continued, "quiet, respectful, polite, well-mannered, perseverant, courageous, patriotic . . ."

"What about the way he looks? Will he look like you?" asked the boy.

"I'm not sure, but I know one thing for sure. His eyes . . . they'll be just like mine. People have often told me my eyes are a reflection of my father, and his will be exactly the same."

Overhead an announcement came on, "We have arrived at our destination. Please collect all of your luggage and get off here, unless you plan to get off at a later destination in which case please make room for the new boarders from this station."

Kaiba quickly got up and gathered his stuff.

"Bye," the boy said.

Kaiba turned back and waved as he walked out of his compartment and onto the station platform. Well now, the fun begins. According to the commander, Sofia College shouldn't be that far from this station, I come ever so closer to you, my brother . . . Mokuba.

"Hey Tea, how's it going?" Mokie asked as he slid into a seat on the bench next an attractive girl with chestnut-brown hair and blue eyes, wearing a sleeveless tank top and a miniscule skirt.

"It's going well, Mokie," Tea purred softly, fluttering her eyes. Her eyelids were overloaded with eye shadow and eyeliner.

"Ugh," said Serenity as she stood over Mokie and Tea, not bothering to hide her disgust at the exchange going on in front of her.

Suddenly a man came rushing to Mokie and Tea. "Hey dude what's your problem? Back off and get your own girl!" The man had long black hair rivaling Mokie's own. He came up and pushed Mokie off the bench and took his seat next to Tea, putting his arm around her shoulder.

A crowd of onlookers oohed.

"Mokie, don't do anything rash!" Serenity cried.

"Hey dude yourself!" Mokie shouted angrily, ignoring Serenity, as he stood up and stormed to the man. "You should watch yourself next time …. um …. you …. er ….. what's your name again? Oh wasn't it Puke?"

The onlookers oohed once more.

The man stood up and coolly said, "No Dopey, it's Duke."

"Well then Duke! I challenge you to an arm wrestling match." Mokie walked to the other side of the bench and sat down, rolling up his sleeves and flexing his muscles.

"Mokie!" pleaded Serenity, as he took out a cigarette and lit it, in an attempt to impress Tea. Serenity could not stifle her horror as Mokie lifted the cigarette to his mouth and took a puff.

"Fine then, Dopey, let's say the winner gets a kiss from Tea and the loser has to do whatever the winner tells him to do," said Duke.

"Oh!" Tea got out her purse and started rummaging through it. She finally found what she was looking for; a tube of blood-red lipstick, and began applying a heavy layer to her lips.

"Oh no!" Serenity looked helplessly from Tea busily putting on lipstick to Mokie, still smoking, and Duke clasping each other's hands in a tight grasp with their elbows on the table. She hurriedly sat down next to Mokie and snatched his cigarette out of his hand.

"Hey," protested Mokie, but was cut short of reprimanding Serenity when Duke began applying pressure on his arm by pushing forward.

Serenity looked on anxiously. At first Duke looked like he would win, with Mokie's hand just inches away from the table when suddenly Mokie smiled and started pushing Duke's hand back, now with Duke's whole arm just millimeters off the table. Serenity started to worry as she looked over to Tea who had now finished applying lipstick to both her upper and lower lips. She looked like a vampire who had just feasted on blood, as she patiently watched the battle in front of her with pursed lips. Ugh, what a monster. I cannot let Mokie kiss this freak! I have to do something. Serenity quickly took the cigarette she had just stolen from Mokie and pushed the lighted end onto Mokie's bare arm.

"AAGGHHHHH!!!" shouted Mokie as his arm came crashing down, with Duke laughing happily as he made his way over to Tea.

He smiled as he slowly drew Tea's head closer so that her lips were inches away from his.

Serenity looked away while Mokie boiled with anger and confronted her. "What'd you do that for?"

Serenity didn't answer. Finally after what seemed like eternity Duke said triumphantly, "Alright Dopey, now you have to do what I say."

Mokie's anger was replaced with worry, but he tried to hide it. "Okay, what do I have to do?"

"Hmm," Duke paused and looked around. His eyes fell on the open college gates. He pointed and said, "The first person that walks through there . . . you have to push them. Now that's not too bad is it?"

"Very well," Mokie said in answer as he got up and walked over to the gate.

A large crowd around him started cheering him on.

"No, Mokie please don't do it, he's just trying to make you look like a fool!" Serenity started running to him desperately shouting, "What if it's the dean, you idiot?"

"What if it is the dean indeed, idiot," Duke murmured happily, "then tough luck for you. You still have to push him, seeing as how you lost."

Mokie made no reply as a man approached the gates. On closer inspection, he saw that the man had dark brown hair and sharp blue eyes, similar in color to his own, but he looked quite old, too old in fact to be going to college. He was wearing an outfit that looked like it came from the eighties if not from somewhere beyond, and was carrying a small briefcase. Mokie got ready as the man entered the gates.

Serenity watched the scene in front of her unfold in horror; a man walking through the gates, unsuspecting of who and what were about to greet him as he walked into campus. As Serenity looked closer at the man, she realized he was old, old enough to be a teacher. She panicked as she realized what this meant. Hadn't the dean announced just last quarter of the new addition in history classes? "No Mokie!" she pleaded, "That must be the new ancient civilizations teacher, don't do it!" Serenity cursed as Mokie charged forward, unheeding of her warnings.

Kaiba was marveling at his luck as he walked towards the open college gates. In Kaiba's vision, the light of the sun as it glinted off the iron gates looked like a lighthouse's beacon guiding him, a lost ship, to the shore. I found a hotel, taxi, and my college all right, and with a lot less trouble than I thought all that would require. Now all I have to do is find Serenity Wheeler and Mokuba Kaiba. The easy part, right?

Kaiba had yet to realize exactly how true the thought he had just had was, as suddenly he felt all the wind knocked out of his body. A boy with long black hair stood over him. It was evident that he had just now tackled Kaiba and shoved him to the ground. To Kaiba's surprise and utter bewilderment, the boy stretched out a hand and smiled, offering to help Kaiba up. Wait a sec, didn't that kid just push me?

Angrily, Kaiba took the kid's hand, pulled himself up, before yanking the kid down to the ground; hard.

"Oww, hey! What's your problem, man? I was helping you!" The kid cried out indignantly.

"Well then, next time when you're going to help someone, don't push them down first!" Kaiba replied haughtily.

"Heh, dude I'm sorry about that, I really am. It wasn't nothing personal though….just a bet I made with one of my buds."

"No friend would make someone do something like that!" Kaiba shouted.

The longhaired boy sighed. "Look, I said I'm sorry. I mean it. Let's just make up, okay?"

"Fine, whatever," grumbled Kaiba.

"My name's Mokie. It's a pleasure to meet you….and you are?"

"Just call me Seto."

"Hey Mokie!" an amber-eyed girl cried, as she ran over to where Kaiba and Mokie stood. "Are you okay?"

"Hey don't sweat it Ren, I'm fine. I'd like you to meet Mr. Seto." Mokuba pointed towards Kaiba.

"Oh," said Serenity, looking just a little flustered. "Pleased to meet you, My name's Serenity. Serenity Wheeler."

Kaiba's eyes widened. "Uh say what?!"

"Dude you deaf?" asked Mokie. "She said her name's Serenity Wheeler, but we all like to call her Ren."

Serenity looked nervous. Who is this weird man anyway? He's supposed to be our history teacher, right? Well he sure doesn't act like any teacher I've ever met.

As if in answer, Kaiba asked, "Hey can one of you tell me where the principal's office is? I'm a new student."

Now it was Mokie's turn to be surprised. "A student? A student?! Dude you look way too….. I mean I thought….. ugh never mind. The principal's office is that way, around the corner. Good luck!"

"Yeah, thanks," muttered Kaiba, before he started making his way over to the office, wondering how and where he would find his brother, Mokuba.

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A/N: Okay, I was going to make this chapter longer, but I lost my patience, so Kaiba will find out who Mokuba is in the next chapter…that is if I continue to update. Please review!

And I apologize for my hostility in the initial AN, but I'm tired of updating my fics for just one or two people. If you look at my profile, you'll see that most of my stories have less than 2 reviews per chapter. I don't want to repeat the same mistake over and over again, so I really hope I'll get more reviews for this chapter.