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Chapter 3

Mokuba had long gotten bored of watching TV. He wandered out to the halls and around all the rooms. Even though he had been living in this house for a long time he still, on countless occasions, found himself going in circles and getting lost. As such occurrences happened, he would scream and scream until someone found him and guided him back to his room or where he previously was. Mokuba found as he walked through the halls more and more, this was one of those occurrences, and immediately yelled for help.

" SETOOOOO!" Mokuba called as loudly as he could. "SOMEONE HELP!"

Seto Kaiba looked for his brother. He heard his name immediately. Mokuba got lost again… He sighed. He really must put a leash on that brother of his. He smirked. That comment reminded him of Joey Wheeler. One of Yugi's friends. Amateur duelist. Stupid. Bad temper. Reminded him of a stray mutt wandering the streets. In fact that's what he called him. Mutt. Why? No reason. Just that the mutt bothered him to no end by constantly making stupid remarks and calling him stupid names like "moneybags", which Kaiba thought was amusing. And it was fun to make him mad. He'd go into one of his hissy fits like a little kid and embarrass himself.

" Mokuba, there you are. What are you doing?" Kaiba asked.

" I got lost."

" Again? How many times must I tell you not to wander off? This is a big house and you can get lost in here, as you've just demonstrated."

" I know."

" What am I going to do with you?"

" Did I interrupt your work?"

" No. I needed a break. Did you eat yet?"

" No."

" Come on then. We'll get one of my chauffeurs to drive us somewhere."

" Alright! I call shotgun!"

" Put your coat on first Mokuba."

It was rainy, cold, and miserable out. Just the way Kaiba liked it. Although he could've done without the wet leather seats in his limo. Which he gave the chauffeur a thorough scolding not to leave the sunroof open ever again. It was one thing to be cold out. But entirely another thing to be wet. Kaiba hated getting wet. It was uncomfortable. Rain he didn't mind so much. But a swimming pool in his limo…he'd take a rain check. He ordered the chauffeur to pull up another limo. This one preferably dry. He got in followed by Mokuba. Hm. Where to go. He had said Chuck E. Cheese's before. Having second thoughts about that one. Maybe, McDonalds. Mokuba liked that place, though he couldn't understand why. It reeked of grease and fried things. Disgusting. He wrinkled his nose at the thought. Nope. There was Taco Bell. Yuck. Wendy's. Yeah right. Subway. Uh huh. Where else was there?

" Can we go to Burger King?" Mokuba asked.

Burger King? Ugh. It's better than nothing.

Mokuba ate happily. Just as Kaiba had suspected, it also, like every other fast food place, smelled of grease and fried things. Sickening. He wondered that if it was really food they were even cooking in there, and if he should be worried about Mokuba eating it. How could he possibly eat that? It wasn't even real meat. It was probably scooped up from someone's yard this morning and thrown on the oven. If this were his establishment, which he was glad wasn't, he'd fire all of those people before someone got food poisoning, which is bound to happen sooner or later. He just hoped it wouldn't happen to Mokuba. He thought about closing Burger King down just because it smelled bad. Hey, he could do whatever he wanted to, he had the money. He seriously thought about marching in there and demanding what they thought they were serving his brother. Nah. Better not. Mokuba seems, for whatever reason, to like this place. And whatever made his brother happy pleased Kaiba. He decided to let Burger King slip. But he wouldn't be so nice next time.

Chapter 4

Seto Kaiba was a genius. Brilliant really. Only a few people in history could be called brilliant. Kaiba had knowledge unbelievable to others. Calculators? Please. He was faster than that. Nothing seemed to challenge him. Of course, anything he had to use his mind in was considered a challenge. A little one. But he was looking for something that dared him to use up every ounce of brainpower possible. Duel Monsters. A simple card game where strategies unfold. It is believed that Kaiba does not have any fun at all. That he was insipid. That is untrue. Kaiba in fact enjoys something very much.

As mentioned before, he likes things with challenges. Chess is one. Solitaire, another. But what challenges him most of all, is Duel Monsters. It is played very simply. Two players take turns drawing cards from their individual decks. They can summon monsters to take out each other and get their opponents life points down to 0.

Of course there are many more rules to the game, but that would take quite while. But basically that is the key to winning. There are many monster cards to the game. Kaiba's favorite of course were his 3 Blue Eyes White Dragons. You might wonder why Kaiba felt so challenged to this game. But that is because he is determined. Determined to win. Win what? A title. What kind of title? King of all games. Master of all Duel Monsters. Why is he so determined? Because someone else holds those titles. Someone he detests most of all. Who is this person? Yugi Motou. Countless times he has dueled Yugi for the title of being the best. For he is Seto Kaiba, and he is the best. No one else. Or so he believes. To be quite honest, many people think Kaiba loves nothing at all. That isn't completely true. He loves three things. His company, his brother, and Duel Monsters. Anything else is considered excess weight. To him, the whole world was excess weight, being held up only by it's stupidity and obliviousness to everything.

To him, winning was the only thing that mattered, and if you lost you'd be left behind. To him, it was about surviving in this world or succumbing to it. To him, things mattered. Especially what his brother thought. That mattered most. But he could not bring himself to listen. His brother had begged him countless times to call someone up and go out. Or maybe even get a date. He would never do that. He had no use for women. Always wanting to be all romantic. Making you buy things for them. Women were a waste of time. Feelings would only get in the way of his business. He knew though, that Mokuba was worrying that he was slipping away from reality. And what scared him most was that he found himself knowing that was true. But even reality didn't seem real anymore. Kaiba knew that. He wished he didn't though.