Ok before we start, the reviews:

kate.barton : Well like I said when I first started this fic I decided to have fixed update date to one time a week until school is over, it just so happed that I started this story a Sunday so I update every Sunday.

Jen: question 1, I don't know yet, I don't plan my chapter in advance, I sit in from of my computer and tell myself today I'll write a chapter. I already know exactly what will happen but I don't know how much chapter yet, I think 20 or maybe more I still have a lot of things to do.
2: Well I had totally forgot about it since Kaiba's gone on vacation but thanks to remain me, I got a good idea just now.
3: Well Tea promised not to tell anyone so she'll just have to shut it I guess but don't worry the whole world will find out one day.

AnimeFreak: Writing a book? Thx for the compliment but no, so far all the stories I can think of looks too much like yu-gi-oh or another show I saw or book I read and there are author right, I also never really considered it but who know, Maybe some day I'll get a sudden inspiration and I'll write one, now that I think of it it could be a nice thing to do.
I know I'm killing a lot of people but there is various reason why I'm keeping it to one chapter per week, first, compared to most of the stories I'm reading it's really fast, but the main reason is because of the stress and bad luck, I wanted to keep fast update but between school and my mother who's never home leaving me alone with my little brother and sister I only have 2 hours on the comp per day during week and during weekend I have to share with my older brother, back then I was posting a chapter as soon as it was done so about every four day but some time I didn't fell like writing at all so I was forcing myself to, resulting in less good chapter so I prefer to wait for the inspiration and use it to the max and write four chapter in two days then I can rest as long as I don't feel like writing. I also want to be able to update even if there is a bad luck that could keep me from writing for example my grandmother and aunt are coming next weekend and I don't see them often so I won't write while they are here, and Tuesday I hurt my wrist playing baseball in PE and because of the bandage I'm writing at least 10 time slower than usual. If I hadn't been finished with this week and next week chapters already I'm not sure I would have been able to finish them in time.The second reason is the end of school year, my final year exam are coming really quickly and I'll need all my time to study because I have all the advanced class so I won't be writing at all during all June long so if you want chapter during that time I have to write them now or you'll have to wait for three weeks without any update

Chapter twelve: We miss you mother.

Meyli slept in the next morning because it was Saturday but mostly because of Kaiba's call last night. When she arrived downstairs she found the kitchen empty, wondering where Mokuba could be she started to search around, only to find him in the garden. She walked outside.

"What are you doing?"

Mokuba jumped a little when he heard her voice, she really surprised him. Meyli saw he was picking flower.

"What's that? For your girlfriend?"

Mokuba smiled a little, even if he was surprised she didn't say anything mean and she was actually teasing her, a shadow passed over his eyes. "No, it's for my mother."

"Your mother?"

Mokuba nodded. "It's her birthday today."

"I see." Meyli said.

"Usually Seto's home that day but he couldn't get away from that trip, he was really sorry for it."

"And you're going to visit her."

"Yes, you can call it a tradition, even if she's dead it's still her birthday."

"Can I come with you?"

Mokuba's face brightened. "Sure." He said with a smile.

Meyli took a few flowers and the two of them started to walk toward the graveyard.

"Did you know her?" Mokuba asked.

"Knew who?"

"My mother, you and Seto know each other, otherwise he wouldn't have let you live with us, but I can't remember you at all, so I thought that maybe you meet Seto before I was born."

"I knew her. Our parents were friends." She lied.

"So, I suppose you know how she died." Mokuba said, looking down.

"I do…but then again." Meyli hesitated. "I guess you can't really blame yourself for it."

"That's what everyone keeps telling me."

"But you don't believe them."

"No, that's not it, I just can't forget that feeling of guilt I always have, I can't stop thinking that if I wasn't born then maybe my brother would have been happier."

"Your brother loves you. He would never trade you for anything, not even his mother."

"He always says that, I know he means it and it does make me feel better but still I can't forget this feeling of guilt."

The rest of the walk was silent, that is until they reached the tomb, they just sat down, looking at it.

"Do you miss her?" Meyli asked.

"I never even meet her, I didn't even get to pass one second in her arms after I was born before she died, but yes I do miss her, I never could have her love. I really wish she was still alive, I could at least have experience what it's like to be loved by your mother." Mokuba said, he had no idea why he was actually answering her, but sometime it felt good to talk to people who you were not related to, someone that doesn't have any obligation toward you.

"She loved you." Meyli said, she wasn't looking at him but at the stone over her mother's grave. "I remember it, she loved you the second she learned she was pregnant and I'm sure she still do."

"How would you know?"

"Because you are her child." And much more deserving to be than me.

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After a while they decided to walk back home, that's when Meyli remembered what she wanted to ask.

"Mokuba? Do you remember what happened yesterday night?"

"About what?"

"Well you were dreaming, more like a nightmare if you ask me."

"It happen often, it's nothing to really worry about."

"I know, Seto told me, I was just wondering if you remember what you called me."

"Well, no, why are you asking me that?"

"Well you were asleep so I didn't understood what you said, I'm just a really curious person."

They stayed silent for a little while until Mokuba finally found the courage to ask what was on his mind. "Why are you so good to me all of a sudden? It's not that I don't like it this way but I'm a curious person too." Mokuba added the last part to make sure she wouldn't be insulted.

"Well, to make it short, let just say that someone convinced me to give you a chance."

"But why did you hate me anyway?"

"That's something I can't tell you."

Now Mokuba was really upset. "Why can't I even know why I am hated?"

Meyli looked back in front of her. "Because your brother think it's best for you to not remember, and when I look at you I can understand why, you already have enough on your mind."

"But I want to know and I have the right to." Mokuba said firmly.

"Maybe you do, but I prefer keeping my head on my shoulder, I look better that way. You shouldn't bother with things like that, knowing would hurt you more than do any good."

"Well maybe I don't care, maybe I want to know, I'm tired of everyone always hiding my own life from me." Mokuba walked away. Meyli sighed and continued her own way.

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"Hey Mokuba." Yugi said when the little Kaiba entered the game shop.

"Hi."

"Is something wrong?" Tea asked, Mokuba's greeting sounded strange.

"I'm tired of everyone not wanting to tell me my own life."

"Did you have another argument with Kaiba's girlfriend?" Tristan asked.

"No, she was really nice, but just like Seto she doesn't want to tell me anything."

Tea smiled a little, she was happy to learn her talk with Meyli wasn't a lost of time. "Don't worry about it, they'll probably tell you eventually."

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Unknown to everyone, as soon as Mokuba left her Meyli walked back to the graveyard, she had no idea why but she did it anyway. Now it was just the two of them, her and her mother. She still hadn't decided if she should give Mokuba a chance, she hated him for 11 years, she couldn't start to love him all of a sudden couldn't she? She also had her pride, that was all she had left.

When did her live become such a mess anyway? Right, the day Mokuba was born. If only he wasn't there I would be so much happier. She looked up at her mother's grave, what she told Mokuba is true; her mother really loved him before he was born, just like she did. But now things were different, her mother was dead and he was there, she couldn't, no she didn't wanted to care for him, she didn't wanted to accept it wasn't his fault, she needed all her pain to be someone's fault and the person she chose was Mokuba.

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When Meyli arrived to the mansion it was passed 10 pm, she hoped Mokuba had taken care of himself or she would be in trouble. The first thing she did was check up on him, there was still light in the room but when she looked inside she saw a sleeping Mokuba. She looked up closely to see he was writing something and fell asleep on it, she had to admit that he was very cute like that. She tucked him in his bed and took the book he was writing into her arm, she was about to close it when something that was written caught her attention, it looked like some kind of diary, she knew she shouldn't read it but I'm sure, by now, you realised all the members of this strange family were extremely curious people.

Meyli sat down and turned a few page back, it looked like he had been writing in this for quite some times now, The first page dated of a little more than a year ago, Mokuba talked about his brother being in a coma, she remembered it, she heard about this, not that she gave it any second thought, back then she had no idea Seto Kaiba was her brother.

Meyli kept reading, after a while she realised Mokuba was actually writing to their mother in that book, he kept saying how much he missed her and he wished she was still there with them, how lonely he was because he had no friends. She couldn't help but feel bad as she kept reading, the kid has it almost as hard as her, and judging from what he was wrote about her, she wasn't helping him in any way:

Dear mom,

I know it's been a while since I wrote anything to you, nothing really happened lately, it's still always the same, unless for those friends I told you about a little while ago, Seto don't really like them but they are my only friends. Today Seto caught me playing with them in the mansion, he came back from his meeting early, what he said really surprised me, he didn't mind me playing with them, I think he's happy I made friends, even if I'm sure he would have preferred if they were my age but that's not going to happen anytime soon.

What's really confusing me is this picture Tea found, Seto was with this girl, the two of them looked really good friends but when I asked Seto about it he got mad, he said to just forget it and never speak about her again. He was so mad that it scared me, not that I thought he was going to hit me, I only saw him this angry when someone hurt me. I know he want me to forget it but I just can't…

"A picture? I really wonder what he's talking about." Meyli whispered to herself, she looked at Mokuba and found him still asleep so she decided to continue.

Dear mom,

I don't understand Seto anymore, a few days ago a girl came over and he let her stay with us, I can't believe him, he never helped anyone but me before, so why her all of a sudden, I don't even know her. No matter how many times I ask him he doesn't want to tell me anything, the only thing I got him to tell me is that this girl is the same than the one on the picture, now I'm even more confused, last week he became so mad when he saw that picture and now he's letting the same girl stay with us. I don't know why but I fell she doesn't love me that much, in fact I think she hates me but I have no idea what I did for her to hate me like that.

I really try to be nice to her, I'd like her to be my friend, after all she's staying with us, but each time I talk to her she get mad and even sometimes yell at me. Seto told me to tell him if she ever hurt me but I don't want to, I know he told her he would send her back on the road if she ever hurt me and I don't want that, I'm sure she's nice…

"Seto had a picture of me with him? Why did he keep that thing?" Meyli looked back at the book, there was only one entry left, the one Mokuba was writing before falling asleep.

Dear mom,

Well first of all, happy birthday, Seto's really sorry he couldn't be here today. Today was strange, this girl, Meyli, was actually nice to me, she came with me to your grave, but I suppose you already know that, I really don't know why she was nice all of a sudden but I really like it, she did mention something like a friend convincing her to give me a chance. Unfortunately I had to ruin it, I got mad at her when she refused to tell me why she hates me, her and Seto keep saying I don't need to know, it would only hurt me, I suppose they don't realise how much they're hurting me right down.

I always trusted Seto with everything and so far he was always right about everything, I know he only want me to be happy and safe but I don't like it when he's hiding things away from me, it makes me feel as if I can't trust him, what could be so bad about telling me the truth?

"You have no idea how bad." Meyli placed the little diary on the bed stand and walked out of the room with the usual guilt feeling we all get when we know we did something we shouldn't have, but what did you expected, some people are curious by nature and what Mokuba didn't know couldn't hurt him, just like the truth he wanted to know. That would be so sweet. She thought sarcastically. Listen Mokuba, I'm Seto's twin sister, the reason why I hate you so much is because you killed my mother, I hated you all my life and I still do, that's why I went to live with our uncle while you had to live in an orphanage, because our uncle didn't wanted you either for the same reason, Seto refused to go anywhere without you so he went to the orphanage also because he lost this stupid game of head or tail and for a reason no one understand he started to care about you.

What a great thing to tell a child, Seto's right, he forgot everything and it's for the best, he should never have to remember such things, when I think about it, I would have been better off at the orphanage with them.