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Japanese Word Guide:

Make inu- pathetic little dog

Temee- a really rude version of you

Zako- small fry

Bonkotsu- mediocre

Jounouchi no yarou- that bastard Jounouchi (the name may alter)

Niisama- [honorable] older brother

Oniichan- a more affection, less formal way of saying big brother

Yuugi-kun- a polite way of saying "Yuugi". In a way, it's like saying, as we Americans might say, "Yuugi dude" (laugh) or "Yugi sir" (perhaps not... can any one else give me a better explanation, please?) The name may also alter. For females it is chan, and only if that person is very close or family to whomever he/she is talking too.

Jiichan- Grandfather

Baka- idiot

What is love?
It is not lust. No. One can love another without feeling any lust.
It's the most powerful force on earth.
Why do I say that?
Because people have died for love; people have sacrificed everything they have for love.
I did that.
I did that for my little brother.
Who's my little brother?
Mokuba.
What the hell am I talking about is going through your mind, right?
Well I'll tell you.
I'll tell you the story of my life.
{FLASHBACK}

I was running to Mama's room. No. Something was wrong. Why?

I reach there. In her arms is someone... who? She looks at me.

"Seto," she says. Her voice is filled with pain. "Seto, promise me something."

"Anything Mama," I say quickly.

"Seto... promise me that you'll look after your brother..."

"Brother?"

"This is your brother Seto," she said. I take the child that she holds out to me and fall on my butt because of his weight. I am only five, after all.

"His name is Mokuba, Seto... Mokuba... promise me that you'll always look after him Seto..."

"I promise Mama... Mama, what's wrong? Mama? MAMA!!!"

Mama had gone white. Deadly white. She looked up when Papa came into the room. "I love you all," she said, and her head dropped back.

I heard a loud BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP that seemed to go on and on. No. No! What was happening? Papa picked me and Mokuba up and started to leave the room as people in white coats, doctors, I think, went in.

"Papa what is it?" I ask. "Papa?"

"C'mon Seto," he says. He's crying. I've never seen Papa cry before. I'm scared.

Mokuba is crying in my arms. Papa puts us in his car and drives him. "I'll always be there for you, Mokuba," I whisper to Mokuba. Mokuba stops crying and looks at me as if he understands. I kiss his forehead and get out of the car when we get home.

{END FLASHBACK}
{ANOTHER FLASHBACK}

"Where's Mama, Papa?" I ask Papa the next day. Mokuba is eating breakfast happily.

"She's... she's not coming back, Seto," says Papa very quietly.

"What? Why? Where is she? Papa, please!"

"She's... she's in Heaven, Seto."

"She's... Mama's in Heaven? With God? But that means... Mama's dead?" I break into tears. "No!" I cry as Papa puts his arms around me. "No! Papa she can't be dead!"

"I'm sorry, Seto," says Papa. He's crying too. "I'm so sorry."

Mokuba seems to understand too, because he's also crying.

{END FLASHBACK}
I will never forget that day... I saw my mother die... I watched her die... and it was just as bad even though I didn't see him die...
{FLASHBACK}

"Promise me something Seto," Dad said to me one day. He was going to go to work. The babysitter was playing with Mokuba.

"Anything," I say readily. This conversation sounds familiar, but I can't quite place it...

"Promise me that, no matter what happens, you will always take care of Mokuba."

"I promise Dad," I say without hesitation. This conversation sounds too familiar...

Five-year-old Mokuba comes walking up to us. "Oniichan," he says.

"Hi Mokuba," I say, smiling.

He hugs me. "I love you two," says Dad.

"Love you too," Mokuba and I say together.

Dad smiles and leaves.

Little did I know that was the last time I would ever seen him, for if I did know, I would have said more.

{END FLASHBACK}
{ANOTHER FLASHBACK}

"He's... what?!" I scream.

Mokuba is crying. Tears are streaming down my face. "Dad is dead?!"

"I'm so sorry," says the policewoman. Yeah, right. "We'll try to help any way we can."

Riight...

{END FLASHBACK}
We were passed on from relative to relative. No body wanted us. At last, we were placed in an orphanage.
{FLASHBACK}

I stepped out of the car; Mokuba right behind me. We look at the building that would be our so-called 'home' for a while.

"Oniichan?" Mokuba says after we get settled in.

"Yes Mokuba?" I reply to my five-year-old brother.

"Could you bring back our parents? Please?"

I look at him sadly. Tears star to fall down my face. "Mokuba, I would if I could. I would if I could."

That night we slept in each other's arms, crying each other to sleep.

{END FLASHBACK}
All I can add now is this: This is truly where the story of my life starts. But that is another tale.