I don't own Yugioh or anything connected to the show.

Across the big pond the head of Kaiba Corp. sat in the back of the limo. His arms folded across his chest and his legs crossed. He faced screwed up in his habitual snarl. He was very angry with Jou and his little brother. They both had talked Seto into a marathon shopping spree. After being dragged from one store to the next, Seto had finally had enough, he told them he would wait in the limo, which is where he was currently sitting and fuming. How much shopping could two people do? Jou and Mokuba were worse than women as far as Kaiba was concerned. Seto checked his watch. Jou was probably stopping in each and ever clothing store along the strip mall. Mokuba was probably doing the same only stopping at each game store. Seto frowned as if either of them needed more clothes and games. As it was back at home Jou had closets and closets full of clothes and Mokuba had two play rooms filled with games and was working on a third one. He sighed softly he really did spoil his lover and his little brother to much. Kaiba huffed angrily. He would have a talk with the two of them later about their ridiculous never ending spending. It was not so much Seto was a skin flint he just didn't care for people to waste money on foolish things. And closets full of clothes and two play rooms were excessive.

He looked down at his watch a second time and fumed again. 'Where where those two?' he wondered.

Mokuba linked his arm through Jou's and dragged him along they both carried armfuls of shopping bags. They had been darting in and out of different stores and gaping at the wares in the stores windows. They had finally made up their minds to return to the limo when they spotted a different shop. Simultaneously they both stopped in front of the store window and gawked. In the window was a warrior club, a medieval suit of armor, male, an assortment of swords, scepters and javelin poles.

Mokuba asked, "Jou, what kind of store is this?"

Jou shook his head. "Not sure, Mokuba, maybe some sort of costume store?"

Mokuba shook his head, "I don't think so. I mean why only costumes of Medieval times?"

Jou shrugged, "Who knows? These Americans are strange people indeed."

Mokuba put his hand over his mouth and snickered. In doing so he got a glance at his watch. "Oh, crap, Jou, look at the time."

Jou looked at the watch and sighed. 'Ole Moneybags was gonna be pissed.' He thought to himself. "We had better get going back."

"Can't we just look into this store?"

"And face your brother's wrath?" He reached down and felt Mokuba's forehead. "You feeling okay or have you lost your senses?"

Mokuba knocked Jou's hand away and smiled mischievously. "You are not afraid of my big brother are you?" he challenged.

"Oh and like you aren't?" Jou responded same evil grin on his face.

Mokuba jerked his thumb back and closed his eyes. "Yeah, right afraid of Seto."

"I am glad you said that, Mokuba, because here he comes now."

Mokuba's eyes flashed open and he looked warily around for Kaiba. Noticing that Seto wasn't around him he punched Jou lightly in his arm. "Jerk."

Jou smiled. "I thought you said you weren't afraid of Seto."

Mokuba conceded, "Well, sometimes I am afraid of his temper but I do stick up to him. That is why I like you, Jou; you stick up to my brother too."

Jou ran his hands through his hair and blushed. "Yeah, well, we can't let Ole Moneybags push us around too much." He winked at Mokuba and stuck out his hand. "Agreed?"

"Agreed." Mokuba shook his hand firmly.

"Let us go and check out this last store Seto can wait a bit longer."

"He will be pissed, Jou, but let us go."

Jou strode ahead of Mokuba and smiled. "Follow me little Kaiba brother."

Mokuba laughed. He was glad Seto had Jou. It meant he too had Jou. When Seto worked late, Jou was often an accomplice in late night refrigerator raids. When Seto was away on business trips, Jou played games with him in the game room. Jou went to the movies with him. Jou even helped him with his homework. Although, afterwards Mokuba went into his bedroom and made the thousand corrections needed to maintain his "A" average. Jou wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed but he was definitely the nicest and was loyal to Seto. Out of all the guys Seto had brought home Jou was Mokuba's favorite. Mokuba smiled at Jou's retreating back. He was glad Seto had brought the engagement ring. He just hoped his big brother proposed soon.

Inside the store Jou walked around looking at the different costumes. Once inside he noticed not only costumes and accessories from medieval times but also from different eras. In one corner of the store were costumes from Feudal Japan. Jou ran his fingers lightly over the Katana sword. He touched the hem of a Kimono and felt the soft garment and smiled. He then touched an ancient whip and noticed it had sweat on the handle. He wiped his hands off on his jeans in distaste.

Looking over his shoulder he called, "Mokuba, where are you?"

Mokuba shouted, "Over here!"

Jou went to where the younger Kaiba brother was and looked up. He was staring at a Native American chief's headdress.

"Isn't this so cool?" Mokuba asked him.

"Yeah," Jou responded. "Can you picture Ole Moneybags wearing that and doing a rain dance?"

Both of them started laughing. "Jou, you are bad. Big Brother doesn't need a head dress to make it rain. He can do that with his nasty temper alone."

Jou grinned. "Yes and his trademark scowl. Can you see it now, Mokuba? Seto looks up at the sky. Damnit, Gods, I said make rain today. Don't make me come up there."

Mokuba started snickering. "Now you are worse than me. Big Brother isn't THAT bad."

Jou rolled his eyes. "Sure he isn't. Ole Moneybags needs to lighten up."

"May I interest you in something?" a pretty young woman asked.

Both of them turned to look at the woman. She was wearing a costume but not a traditional shop keeper costume. She was dressed in ancient Egyptian Princess clothing. Her long gown was all white and she had heavy eye makeup on her beautiful brown eyes.

Her head was adorned with a circlet of gold. Around her delicate throat was a beautiful gold necklace. Her feet had pretty sandals on them. Still neither Jou nor Mokuba were as enthralled with her garb, as was the fact that she spoke fluent Japanese without a trace of an accent.

Once both Jou and Mokuba came to their senses and had stopped gawking, Jou said softly, "No, we had better get going."

"Do you really need to leave so soon? Perhaps you would be interested in a gift for this Moneybags person?"

Jou and Mokuba eyed each other suspiciously each thinking the same thing. Who was this strange woman and how did she know Seto's nickname?

As if answering the unspoken question she replied. "I am sorry to have been rude." She bowed to them. "I was just wandering around the store and came upon you two discussing this Moneybags person.

Jou asked her, "Do you work here?"

She shook her head slowly. "I must confess I do not, however, I did see a gift that would be very ideal for your friend."

"I don't think that will be necessary. After all our friend has EVERYTHING. He wants for nothing." Jou eyeballed the beautiful young woman.

"That is probably true, however, he could lose EVERYTHING in a matter of moments," she retorted softly.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Mokuba asked her with a worry crease etched across his forehead.

"I mean a person's fortune could change from one moment to the next," she answered him.

"Lady, what are you? Some sort of fortune teller? If you are we aren't interested." Jou stated while pulling Mokuba behind him.

"I am no one of importance. I just saw a nice gift for your friend. That was all."

"Fine, we are not interested. Now how about you back off, "Jou spoke the command not realizing how much he sounded like Seto.

The young woman bowed again. "I am sorry to have disturbed you."

With Mokuba peering around Jou's waist, they both watched her retreat away.

Mokuba looked up at Jou and said, "That was really weird."

Jou looked down at him and asked, "Are you all right?"

Mokuba folded his arms across his chest and pouted. "I am not a baby you know. I am so tired of you and Seto treating me like a child."

Jou smiled at him. He tousled his hair. "Yeah, squirt, you are not a child. In fact, I think you are a man. So now that we have come to the conclusion you are a man you can tell Seto why we are so late." He winked at Mokuba.

"Er…I think you should handle that one." He grinned impishly at Jou.

"Great leave me to suffer at the hands of Ole Moneybags."

"Oh, please, Seto likes you a great deal. He will go easy on you. I have never seen him treat a boyfriend with as much respect and kindness as he does you. He just has a lot of trouble showing his feelings sometimes."

Jou frowned. 'How many boyfriends had Seto had,' he thought to himself.

Mokuba smiled and reached down and picked up his packages. "I am just glad you will be the last boyfriend Seto has ever had."

Jou frowned again. "What is that supposed to mean?" he asked with a suspicion dripping from his voice.

"Er...nothing. We had better go," Mokuba said. "Don't want to keep big brother waiting."

Jou raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He pushed Mokuba to the entrance of the store. As they left the young brown skinned woman watched them go. She spoke softly to no one. Her voice carrying an ominous tone. "Jou you should haven taken Seto's gift with you. He will need it to save Yugi, you, and himself. "She walked to the counter and approached the salesgirl. She put Seto's "gift" on the counter. "Please have this gift wrapped and sent to Seto Kaiba's hotel room at once."

The salesgirl looked down at the "gift". She didn't want to touch it, but the look the brown skinned woman was giving her was sending shivers down her spine. She picked it up and wrapped it quickly. "Would you like to include a card with this package?"

"No." She placed money on the counter. "Make sure it is delivered post haste. Make sure there are no mistakes as it is very valuable. It is imperative that it arrives. In fact, it is a matter of life and death." The young woman gave the salesgirl a generous tip for her trouble and left the shop.

The salesgirl shivered involuntarily. She did, however, do as she was told to do.

Meanwhile, Jou and Mokuba were speed racing down the street, shopping bags flying in their swinging arms. As they got closer to the limo Jou was actually far ahead of Mokuba so he slowed down his pace. Mokuba flew by Jou and grabbed the handle of the limo first.

He shouted. "I win, Jou, you lose!" He waited until Jou was closer before he whispered to him. "Now you can tell big bro why we were late."

Jou smiled. "I never should have bet you who can reach the limo first." He smiled at Mokuba. "Some little brother you turned out to be."

"Maybe one day I will be your real little brother."

Jou frowned and was going to ask Mokuba about the cryptic message when the door flew open. Seto was fuming at them both. "Get in the limo, now," he ordered.

Mokuba climbed in first. He handed his bags to Seto. Jou followed and he handed his bags to Mokuba. He barely had time to climb in himself as the limo pulled away from the curb. No one spoke on the ride back to the hotel room.

In the hotel room Mokuba watched the bellhop carry his packages to his room. He carefully took note that the bellhop didn't bang or drop anything. Once inside he took his loot off to his room to play his latest video games.

Jou took his things to his room and Seto followed. "Did you two buy the contents of all the stores you shopped in, puppy?"

"Well, if you had let us pack properly we wouldn't have to go shopping for clothes and such."

"This is a family vacation. Not a damn shopping vacation."

"Moneybags, if you are going to bitch the entire time we are here, you might as well as take us home."

"I wasn't bitching. All the money you spend on clothes. You have closets full of clothes.

Mokuba spends gobs of money on video games. Kaiba Corp. not only designs games but we probably have far superior games."

"So we like to shop are we draining your finances?"

Kaiba was about to respond when there was a knock on the door. He opened it and there stood a bellhop with a package. "This was just delivered for you Mr. Seto Kaiba."

Kaiba turned to look at Jou and Jou blushed. He didn't know when Mokuba brought it and had it delivered but he was grateful. Sneaky little guy.