Translations:

Chibi – Ummm….those cute little bouncy things that are the lighter, rounder sides of our favorite bishounen

Kame Game Shop – For you poor dubbed people ((I'm one of them….)) it's Yugi's Grandfather's store. It can also be translated to the "Turtle" Game Shop.

((Blah)) Yami to Yugi

(Blah) Yugi to Yami

/Blah Bakura- to Ryou

/Blah Ryou/ to Bakura

Please remember:

Roses are red, violets are blue

I don't own, you don't sue.

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"SEHHHTOHHHH!" Mokuba dragged out his brother's name, bouncing happily along the beautifully furnished corridor towards Seto's room. You could almost see the chibi destruction bubbles.

Removing his glasses and turning away from the computer screen, Seto weakly called back "Up here, Mokie! In my office!"

"Which one?"

"The blue one!"

"Which blue one?" A stomping was heard coming out of a nearby elevator. "Seto, they're all blue!"

Cringe. "I think there's a silver one somewhere….down the hall, maybe?"

Finally determining his brother's location, Mokuba flung open the door and launched at his beloved older sibling, knocking over both him and the chair he had previously been occupying. With a small 'oof!' Seto grabbed at the nearby desk, sending papers flying throughout the room.

A nervous silence ensued as Mokuba watched the printouts slowly sink downwards. Climbing off his brother's unmoving form, his grin widened as he exclaimed, "You've got mail, Seto!"

This was not particularly surprising to Kaiba. Between business offers, colleges begging for his lectures, occasional spam (((all senders saw their businesses closed within a month))), and not to mention the fangirls….Well, it was safe to assume that the letters tended to pile up. Seto involuntarily shuddered. In his opinion, fangirls (((or the newly increasing fanboys))) were the worst form of torture known to mankind.

Looking at his brother, Seto wondered where all the time had gone. 5 years past the Battle City Tournament had wrought an alarming change in the once innocent looking child. Now scant inches from matching his brother's height, Mokuba had adopted a style similar to that of Marik's – gold jewelry and bangles, low slung pants and oddly revealing shirts. He'd even coerced Seto into buying him a motorcycle (((The elder Kaiba was still unsure as to exactly how he'd managed it….))). Kohl lined his eyes and his soft, bouncy locks were bound up in a ponytail, a few ends still teasing around his face. 'Dead sexy' was the term most of the girls he came in contact with chose.

Through all of it, though, Mokuba still retained a chibi-like innocence and insisted on humiliating his brother whenever the opportunity presented itself, his claim being that it 'kept his brother from turning into a zombie.'

The mail in question was shoved at Seto's nose. Staring at it in a cross-eyes fashion, Kaiba identified green ink addressed to 'Mr. Seto Kaiba and Mokuba Kaiba, Sixth Blue Office on the Left, Kaiba Mansion, Domino, Japan.'

Raising an eyebrow and snatching the envelope from his brother's hands, Seto wryly remarked, "Well, at least they're specific. You had it checked?"

"Seto, it came out of one of the rosebuds in my room. Of course I had it checked!"

"Good. Wait, it came out of where?"

"Those rose plants that Mai bought me. Remember? She gave them to me for my fifteenth birthday! I was watering them and one just….exploded! The bloom's about a foot wide right now….And the letter was just sitting in there…."

Seto's hand flew to his temples. Letters did not come out of roses. They just….didn't. This, somehow, stunk of Yugi and his magic lectures. Flipping out his cell phone, he dialed the local Kame Game Shop. The phone rang three times before a familiar voice answered.

"Hello?"

"Yugi? This is Kaiba."

The slamming of a door and a bit of shuffling was heard. Yugi voice grew deeper – whether Seto believed in him or not, he knew he was now talking to 'Yami'. "Kaiba. You called? My light and I were just on the way to your house." His condescending tone irked Kaiba to the bone.

"Yes I did – And this is not funny. I want to know just exactly what you're planning!"

Mokuba saw the anger forming in his brother's features, and immediately snatched the phone from his grasp, swatting his brother over the head as he did so. "Be nice!" he hissed. Turning back to the phone he spoke into it. "Yugi? Yugi, are you there?"

Yami chuckled on the other end of the line and let his light take over. "Hi Mokuba! …Should we come over?"

Looking over at his brother's twitching eye as he scanned the letter, he slowly replied, "I think that might be a good idea…."

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Yami was snickering uncontrollably in his soulroom. He'd given up control again to his light long ago so Kaiba would stop glaring at him. But the idea of Kaiba….

Teaching….

It was more than sufficient to send the normally serious spirit into gales of laughter. Something Kaiba, apparently, was not appreciative of.

The letter, upon opening, had revealed a statement not unlike the one in Yugi's own. It also included a letter of invitation for Mokuba to attend the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Mokuba, it says they want you to attend sixth year if you can pass the tests for it. You can study at Hogwarts until school starts!" Yugi chirped happily, rereading the letter.

"That would be assuming that he's going."

Mokuba and Yugi rolled their eyes in stereo. Since breaking the seal on the envelope, Kaiba had been especially stubborn about even considering the possibility. Mokuba was more than determined to sway his brother in the correct direction, though, and the Kaiba family's stubbornness was legendary.

Admittedly, Seto put up one of the best fights of his life – it took Mokuba almost two hours of wheedling, blackmailing, and pleading (Well, not really pleading. A pleading Kaiba is just not possible, and Mokuba had learned this early in life. It was more like….a persuasive application of watery puppy dog eyes.), but eventually…

"Please? I'll….Yugi, I'm out of material."

"You'll steal one of the planes anyway and take us all there in either case?"

"Yeah!"

Kaiba, seeing that there really was no way he was getting out of this, pressed a nearby button as an intercom system popped up. Sighing, he stared pointedly at his brother and said "Ms. Hanakimi, please ready the jet."

Grinning at each other, Mokuba and Yugi tore towards the launch deck.

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OK, cookies and plushies for people (((BESIDES YOU, PENPUSHERM!))) who can figure out where I got the name Hanakimi.

Penpusherm gets a Yoko Kurama plushie anyway, just for being so nice. And some homemade horse muffins.

SilverWingPhoenix – Aww…..thanks!

PenPusherM – Ummm…Please tell me that was from the 13 hour speech meet.

ChelleyAngel – Thank you! And I'll pass that message on….

Rosedark – Yep, we're slowly getting' a plot. And thank you for the suggestions!