Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better

Dedicated to Seto and Noah Kaiba, for their "brotherly-love" relationship…or not. Of course, our dear little Noah is alive in this fanfic, and I've paired Seto up with Kisara. So HA if you don't like that couple then TOO BAD! So enjoy and please review!

Chapter One: Step-Sibling Rivalry

"Arrgh, I just can't take it anymore!" Seto stared at the scribbly graffiti that now adorned his bedroom walls. Giant fluorescent orange letters making out "Seto sucks" and "Seto smells like crap" assaulted his walls with sheer insult and indignity. The culprit? Well, there could only be one person Seto knew that could have done this…

Now who would be daring and rude enough to sneak into Seto Kaiba's room (we're talking about THE Seto Kaiba) and turn his perfectly organized and neat personal space into something like a gangster-infested alley? It couldn't have been anyone else but his devious step-brother Noah, who had seemed to set his eyes on his company for a long time. Of course, the five feet tall green-haired runt posed no serious threat to Seto's career and personal life, but he was definitely annoying and troublesome as hell. For instance, Noah seemed to be the apple of everyone's eye. (Except for Seto, of course) Mokuba got along "extremely well" with him and Seto's girlfriend, Kisara, was sure to lavish all her "love" for him with chocolates and suffocating hugs. (Aww, come here, you cutie! ) Noah was usually able to get away with things he did by creating a diversion using his famous technique…the dreaded Chibi Face of Doom along with the classic act of innocence. (AAAHHH!) Pathetic, I know, but Noah's Chibi Face did possess a hypnotizing and manipulative quality that seemed to work especially well on little brothers and kid-loving girlfriends.

That was the last straw to Seto's patience. For agonizing months now he had to endure the harsh reality of living with a duplicate of Satan, and now he wontt play Mr. Nice-Guy anymore. Fuming, he marched into the living room.

Noah, of course, was looking as innocent as an angel. He was seated on a comfortable leather couch watching TV with Mokuba curled up beside him. He had already foreseen Seto's arrival so he had already prepared everything. Hiding a mischievous grin, Noah turned to greet his step-brother.

"Hi, Seto, why the long face?"

"You little twerp, you know what I mean, so don't play innocent with me!" Seto exclaimed impatiently.

"No, I really don't know." Noah stared back at him with a blank expression.

"Seto, do you always have to be this mean to Noah?" Mokuba cut in.

"Look, if you don't believe me, then take a look for yourselves!" Sighing in frustration, Seto led the two boys down across the hall to his room.

He swung open the door. "See? That's what I meant!"

Noah only smiled at Seto's exasperation. It was rather entertaining to see his step-brother accuse him of his doings but never being able to convince others. "Well, I must say that whoever did this must have an interesting sense of humor. Pleased, Noah gave Seto a mocking smirk.

"Yeah, Noah's right. Just because you think it's Noah doesn't really mean that he did it." Mokuba backed up Noah.

"Oh yeah? Then who do you suppose did this? The Tooth Fairy perhaps, hmmm?" Seto glared.

"Actually, that theory of yours is quite possible." Noah shrugged casually.

"Highly possible, the Tooth Fairy just paid me a visit last night." Mokuba held up a shiny quarter and opened his mouth, revealing a distinct gap between his front teeth. "See?"

"Look, I just can't stand it anymore!" Seto hollered. If this was a cartoon show, (it's anime, there's a difference no duh) steam would probably be coming out of Seto's ears by now. "If you want to deny what you did and blabber all day about some useless cruddy Tooth Fairy theory, then you can GO TO HELL!"

"My dear brother, why must you always be so violent?" Noah shook his head, as if in disappointment. "If you do have anything against me, not that I think you do, then why don't we settle it the old-fashioned nice competition way?"

Seto, for once, had to agree. This was a chance to prove who was truly superior. "Alright, a competition it is."

Noah held out his hand, and Seto shook it unwillingly with a rough force. "Alright, you're on." Noah grinned in a menacingly smug way. "I'm sure it will be a nice friendly sibling competition…"

"You both are freaking me out…" Mokuba rolled his eyes.