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I know, I've been AWOL for a long time. Things have come up, such as obtaining a boyfriend. I blame him for not being able to update! That's right! It's all his fault. Anywho, I've come back! Did you miss me? Me too! I've missed all of you. Now I can continue and fans of I Wanna Be A Mom will get their update next, yeah. So anyway here we go. (Pulls curtain string)
"Seto! Seto!" The little boy with a mane of black hair came running energetically at him, nearly knocking him off his feet. Seto knelt and hugged is brother, who seemed more than normally happy to see him.
"Did you have a bad day, Mokuba?" His kid brother
shook his head.
"No, I'm just glad I'm getting out of there, I hate that place."
"Understandable." Seto remarked, grabbed his brother by the hand and pulled him toward the limo waiting at the curb. Seto opened the back door and Mokuba climbed into the back. Seto climbed in after him and shut the door tightly and folded his arms across his chest. Mokuba was rummaging through his backpack and Seto shut his eyes, turning his head towards the window. His navy blue eyes opened and sunlight spilled into them, making his eyes brighter. He frowned and shook his head. Mokuba was zipping his bag up. He felt a tug on his sleeve and he turned and Mokuba released the cuff.
"You okay, Seto?"
"I'm fine."
"What are you thinking about?"
"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it."
"Tell me anyway." Seto sighed and looked down at his kid brother. It was really just the two of them; Gozoboro was more of a provider than a father figure. They had been with this man for most of their life and he had never even shown them a hint of love, he just forced them into things that neither wanted. The fancy schools and everything, Mokuba wasn't going through the same things Seto was. He wasn't forced into a relationship and he wasn't forced to learn the company trade and it wasn't a good trade, building war machines when all Seto wanted was to improve the world of duel monsters and show his love for the game, this game had sustained him through it all. Seto didn't love Kisara; the two were introduced through Gozoboro and Mr. Kirashawa, something to strengthen the union between the two and yet Seto continued to see this girl. He lowered his head. What was he worried about, the thing Mokuba wanted to know. That crazy girl, the one who almost got smashed by a car because she hadn't the brains to look up and make sure the light wasn't red, but at least she was okay… wasn't she?
"I was walking to the game shop and as I was passing there was this girl she wasn't looking where she was going, she almost got hit by a car."
"Are you serious?"
"I grabbed her just in time before she got hit and then she followed me, I stopped her from thinking I wanted her friendship… but I wonder if she's okay." He brought his knuckled to his lips and thought deeply, staring ahead.
"You know what big brother?" Seto looked at Mokuba, lowering his fist, "Don't worry, if she doesn't go to your school you'll never see her again, so nothing to think about." Seto lowered his gaze.
"You're right." The limo stopped and Seto noticed that they were already inside the iron-gate of the Kaiba Mansion. Seto opened the door and slipped out, holding onto his laptop. Mokuba sped past him and ran up the steps to open the door. Seto shut the limo door and it drove off, when he looked back up he could see Gozoboro standing in the doorway, Mokuba squeezing past him. Seto did something wrong and he supposed only the two of them knew. He made his way reluctantly to the front door where the man in a gray suit and a scowl upon his face waited for the eighteen year old to stand on the porch. Their eyes met, anger on the older man's face, no regret on the younger's.
"Your school called and reported that you did not attend your last two classes. Where were you?" Seto just stared at the old man and he held tighter to the laptop in his hands. There really wasn't anything Gozoboro could do. It was to late to hit Seto; he was no longer a little kid anymore he was grown now. Gozoboro had little power over him now, but that didn't mean much, because he could still torment Mokuba. He didn't even notice that he was now glaring at him. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to get in to Seiwa, it's a top school."
"It isn't much difficult for you." Gozoboro was glaring at him now.
"Get inside." He ordered and Seto obeyed and stepped into the mansion. Gozoboro slammed the front oor shut and Seto made his way up the stairs. "I'll keep you busy and we have a dinner meeting."
"With who?"
"Mr. Kirashawa, that's who. Get out of my sight." Seto shook his head and continued up the stairs. He opened the door to his room and shut the door behind him. He removed his shoes and walked over to his bed. He placed the laptop at the foot of the bed and fell backwards onto the bed, his hair went over his eyes and he closed them, brushing the chestnut locks from his face. He was going to be in his room alone for maybe five minutes than that stupid tutor would show up and then later at night he would have to see Kisara. He sighed and sat up. He looked out his window. Téa Gardner… He shook his head. He opened his laptop and typed in… Domino High School. Seto searched until he saw the uniforms. That girl had been wearing the blue and pink just like the uniform displayed.
"Master Kaiba, ready for your lesson? Seto shut his laptop; he hadn't heard the door open or the short tutor make his way into room, pushing up his small dark sunglasses.
"Yes, I suppose." Seto said. "Can I ask a question?"
"Of course, young sir."
"Do you know if I can get out of Seiwa?"
"Get out of Seiwa?" Seto shook his head, pushing his bangs out of his face. "I'm… I'm not sure. I think you'll have to pass it by Gozoboro." Seto frowned. That was his only problem.
"I think I can pull it off. Well, never mind that, lets get started."
