'He locked his door. That's a first', Seto thought to himself.

After Gozaburo's death, all of his assets came into Seto's possession including the Kaiba Mansion. Seto and Mokuba then immediately undertook the lengthy process of disposing (and desecrating) all of Gozaburo's personal effects. Everything that that bastard held dear and cared for was painstakingly destroyed in a blazing glory of blue flame. Seto had no regrets. In fact, the thought always brought a sadistic little smile to Seto's face. The mansion was a different story. For awhile Seto actually considered torching the mansion as well, burning it down to its very foundations; Mokuba talked him out of it. Arson on such a grand scale would look to conspicuous, he reasoned and Seto relented, opting to instead renovate the colossus making it more grand and extravagant than ever before imagined.

Needless to say the mansion was huge so Seto and especially Mokuba decided to keep their bedrooms in rather close proximity. If the silence and loneliness of the mansion ever got to Mokuba all he ever needed to do was go across the hall to his brother's room or to his home office only a few doors away. That was they way it always was and their doors were always open to each other, never locked.

He locked his door, now.

"You should have told me"

"This didn't concern you; it was and still is none of your business."

"None of my business? You are my brother!"

"I hate you Seto Kaiba!"

…

"Talk to me… Please just talk to me…"

A terse knock announced Seto's presence in front of Mokuba's door. "May I come in?" 'please', he added mentally. An eternity passed before the door finally opened a sliver. The boy retreated back into the confines of his room.

Seto entered cautiously. Mokuba wasn't even sure why he had even let him in. He still wasn't sure if he would speak to Seto.

Seto wasn't sure what to say or whether to say anything at all. Should he apologize? In the heat of his confusion he simply blurted out what was on his mind.

"Don't you think overreacted just a little in there?"

Mokuba had actually been thinking about that too. He chuckled slightly.

"Yeah actually. Blame it on those teenage hormones"

At that they both chuckled.

"But I meant every word"

All the malice and anger that Mokuba had previously had was now gone. He wasn't angry anymore. A fact that shocked Seto to no end. But he reasoned it did make a lot of sense. After all this was Mokuba. He was a remarkably resilient kid. But when he had said that he hated him, those words were in anger and could be left at that. Not this time. He was perfectly lucid and reasonable at this point and still he meant every word that he had said a while back at their previous… argument.

"You're my brother", Mokuba added. "I love you, you know that? But sometimes…sometimes I just really don't like you. For one thing how could you lie to me? "

"I thought I was protecting you."

"Wrong. Very wrong. If I had known…oh god if I had known- "

"I didn't want you to know-"

"We could have gone away-"

"Gone where? Back to that orphanage? No, I would never let that happen. Gozaburo was a bastard but his was an opportunity we could not waste… I did it for you."

"Don't you see? I didn't care where we were. It wouldn't have mattered to me. I would have been happy regardless. You didn't need to go through all that." At this point Mokuba was on the verge of tears. The guilt was too much.

Seto was starting to feel it is as well. He didn't know he had made his brother worry so much. He opened his mouth as if to speak. He would tell him that everything he had done he had done with Mokuba in mind. He would justify all his past injustices with a glib plea for the "greater good". He would tell him calmly and coolly that all that was in the past. He would ask his brother to understand and if he couldn't so be it. But he stopped himself.

Instead he said something he should have done awhile ago. He apologized. He apologized for lying to him about Gozaburo, about using him as a pawn to usurp Kaibacorp., and lastly, most importantly, he apologized for neglecting him.

And then he begged for forgiveness.

"Can you forgive me?'

"Yes, actually. That's all I ever wanted to hear", Mokuba replied with his classic jovial nature fully restored.

Both brothers simply looked at each other for a moment. A silent promise uttered between the two as their eyes met. Things would be different now. Things would change. For the better, this time.

And this is the end. Alright by number of hands who out there thought that ending was a bit rushed? Anyone, c'mon tell me. If you can spare the time, review please. Constructive feedback always a plus. Also if I have any spelling or grammatical errors, if you could point them out, I'd appreciate that as well.. Oh and much thanks to Danny'sGhostGirl for reminding that this story still existed. . Thank you to everyone and anyone who actually took the time to read this...this...this... abomination to literature. Thanksfor humoring me.

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