Aoi: Okay, To simplify everything...I hated my original story and decided to rewrite the entire thing. Revisions weren't helping it in my opinion. Well this is basically the same story, but some things have changed...just some. The main characters of this story is going to keep changing...but it's going to keep going back to the Kaiba brothers. And fans of the other characters...don't worry, they'll be in the story soon enough.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own "Yu-Gi-Oh" or "Taylor", but I do own this particular idea of how Noa came back to life and this story. SO I WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU DIDN'T TRY TO STEAL FROM ME, AND RESPECTED MY IDEAS ENOUGH TO ASK ME FOR PERMISSION TO USE THEM, THEN GIVE ME CREDIT. Thank you.

The horrors of the ski resort

Chapter One: Threats

A slender finger quickly clicked the computer mouse as he stared at the monitor which sat before him. The same expression had been upon his face as the minute hand of the clock continued to tick. Seto Kaiba had been in his office, sitting at his same desk, for many hours now...it now being in the very early hours of the morning. Was the CEO of Kaiba Corp. working on the latest video game design? Of course not...he was looking at something entirely different.

Last month the twenty-two year old's ski resort had finally been completed. It being a rather nice mansion which rested upon a nice secluded area in the mountains. The resort was very attractive in many ways to the point where it was promised greatness. But it seems that someone didn't want him to open his vacation spot...someone had been sending him threats.

The first few weeks after the place had been scheduled to open, Seto had received a number threatening emails. At first glance he thought they were from tree hugging, peace loving, hippies. But after the next week the messages started to seem more...deadly. Emails written in the forms of poems...and would always have a frowny face at the end up of each message. However that's not where it ended, not at all. Two weeks after that, he received photos. First of animals...then of bones. The bones being aligned in shorter notes, such as "forewarned" or "beware". What this unknown foe didn't realize was that Seto Kaiba was one of the most hard headed people in the world...and wasn't going to be intimidated easily.

His two younger brothers waited out in the lobby of the building; Noa and Mokuba Kaiba. Mokuba sighed lightly as he sat upon the desk that the clerk would usually stand behind. In a quick motion he ruffled his own hair as he glanced over at his mint-color haired step-brother, who appeared just as bored as him. The fifteen year old lightly pondered to himself what could he and his brother actually talk about.

Once upon a time Noa had died, his mind being locked into a virtual reality program until that said program was destroyed. Everyone suspected that his mind had been lost for all eternity and that he was as good as dead...however that hadn't been nearly the case. The truth was that somewhere a fourteen year old girl had been surfing the net, hacking into things that didn't concern her. To her it was out of pure fun...but then she stumbled upon a file. This puzzling her slightly at the fact it had been locked up so tight. She just had to open it, one way or another.

After three days of trying and trying, she finally succeed...still unable to fully understand what exactly she had stumbled onto. The brunette female simply decided to keep it to herself, as a secret, after all...there really wasn't a reason for anyone else to know about this. To Taylor...this was like a game, a big game. And that's what she believed for a long time, until her computer started working on its own. This freaked her out, she thinking that her computer was possessed because of something awful she had done, and the fact that her "Word Processor" popped up didn't help.

The girl was so close to calling her parents when the words started appearing up there, but as she read it closer...stuff didn't seem as scary. The message explained everything to her...about how he had been lost in cyberspace and how she saved him. It also continued to go on about how she needed to go see Mokuba Kaiba, Noa had believed that he would've known how to help him. As a matter of fact he was able to, turns out that Seto had been designing an advanced form of virtual reality. It was so advanced that it had the abilities to produce objects from the game, back in the real world. That being exactly what they did to Noa...but it wasn't guaranteed that this plan would even work. After many compromises...the mint haired teen was brought back to life.

This story had resounded through the mind of the raven haired male as he couldn't help but glance at the other, a tiny smile appearing upon his face. He remembered the compromise, the special offering he had to make to give Noa life. Of course he'd never forget. Navy colored eyes glanced towards the card necklace that had been hung around his neck, he taking it in his hands, clicking it open. Inside was a torn picture of Seto when he was younger, but that's not what he had been looking at...no he had been looking at a tiny picture of him and Noa that had been taped to the inside on the cover. 'Noa and Taylor are together though...he thinks she's perfect. An angel...but I know...I know she's going to hurt him,' he thought to himself, 'But he won't listen. He LOVES her.' At this thought he snapped it shut, this caused Noa to glance towards him.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah...just bored," his brother quickly answered, an awkward chuckle sounding shortly after.

"Same here," Noa commented, "Heh, I wish I invited Taylor...she always has crazy ideas of what to do."

The fact that he had brought up that girl angered the other, it showing his eyes as his brows narrowed...he was actually glad she wasn't here. Besides why would Noa need her anyways when he had him?

"How about we just play tag?" Mokuba quickly laughed, as he hopped off of the desk, hopping over to his brother.

"Tag?"

"Yeah, didn't you ever play tag when you were in that computer or something?"

His step-brother stared at him for a moment, had Mokuba forgotten that he had been by himself? Sure he had the big five and Gozaburo...but those were old men...he wasn't going to play with them. Plus he couldn't forget as a child he never played with anyone, he was the type of rich, spoiled, child genius...including the fact that he had been an only child. And now he was being asked if he had ever played tag!

"No," he flatly answered.

"Um...then I'll teach you," the other quickly recovered, "Yeah...it's simple. One person's it, and the other person runs. The person who's it is supposed to count to like...I dunno...thirty? Twenty? Even ten...I don't think it matters, then they run after the other people or in our case person. The object of the game is to tag the other person making them it, then they have to tag you...then you keep going back and forth. And since the only other people here are the janitors we don't have to really worry about running into anyone else."

"Why don't we not play something that makes it so we have to run all over the place," Noa awkwardly smiled.

"Oh...cards?"

"What about cards...you want to duel?"

"Of course not...I'd lose," the raven haired Kaiba laughed, "You'd have an unfair advantage. Your skills are like Seto's, while mine are like...I don't even want to talk about...they're just not good. How about we just play cards...you know normal cards."

There was a slight moment of silence from the other male, he thinking about Mokuba's offer...did he really want to play cards. Sure he was bored, and sure he enjoyed games with other people...but did he want to play this? His eyes glanced over towards his step-brother, those eyes...those puppy like eyes just kept staring at him. They were awaiting his answer, he just couldn't say no.

"Yeah, sure," he supposed, "What's the game?"

"Egyptian rat screw," the other quickly replied, but decided to explain since confusion was obviously upon his brother, "It's simple. We split the deck, and have the cards face down. Then we take turns flipping cards face up on top of the other cards...you know like in war. Anyways, our cards are basically being put in a pile, and you have to keep an eye on what cards have gone down."

"I'm confused."

"See, you're looking for sandwiches and doubles. Sandwiches are when you have two cards that have the same card value, but have a single card in between them...um...an example is two, three, two. And if you see a sandwich you smack it, making it so you can take the complete pile...then get to start a new one. Doubles are basically just two cards that are the same face value that just happened to land on top of each other, like two on a two...and like sandwiches you have to slap them to get the pile."

"But what if you have...two cards in between two same cards?"

"That's a BLT, if you smack on of those then you have a three card penalty, basically you place three of your next cards underneath the pile...then keep playing. The object of the game is to have all of the cards."

"It sounds...confusing."

"Eh, you'll get the hang of it," the other assured as he pulled his deck of playing cards out of the pocket of his jacket.

Ring

Seto suddenly picked up the phone, he arching an eye brow slightly at the fact he had been called so early in the morning. It wasn't like it mattered since his attention hadn't been completely focused on the call anyways, his gaze had been glued to the screen of his computer.

"Mr. Kaiba," Roland's voice began, he being one of his employees.

"Yes Roland," the young adult replied as he looked away from the screen to glance upon the papers he had printed out.

"They say that you're going to have to close down the resort."

"Nonsense, I have too much money riding on this project."

"But they say it's unsafe for you to actually have guest stay there. I mean, if people were to actually find out about all of-"

"No one's going to find out," the CEO smirked,"Especially if you don't tell anyone...you won't tell anyone, will you Roland?"

"Of course not," Roland squeaked.

"Good," the brunette grinned as he spoke over the phone, "What if I can prove that this is all a hoax?"

"Then I guess they wouldn't have a reason to close you down."

"Well then tell the board that I do have guests, and not just a few either," Seto began, "Also tell them that they'll even attend my resort for a weekend...and leave unharmed. Oh and Roland, if they try to pull up this whole "proof" thing...tell them I'll have proof, plenty of proof."

"I'll be sure to do that, Mr. Kaiba, sir."

Click.

The brunette placed the phone back down upon the receiver before returning to the papers. They were the pictures that had been sent to him. Most people wouldn't have been able to look at them because how graphic they were, but most people aren't like Seto Kaiba. He's a different breed in other words. After a deep sigh he put them away in his metal briefcase so that he could look them over once he was back in his own home. As he did this he couldn't help but think about the statements he had made to Roland...he said he had guests. The only guests he could think of were Yugi and his friends...also known as losers, nerds, geeks, or simply "the people who weren't worthy to be in his presence" . Of course he knew that he was going to have to invite them...they were the only people he'd feel comfortable enough with to risk their lives...only if these threats were actually real to begin with. Either way this was a lose/lose situation. He either had to spend time with those freaks or he loses his resort. But then again...what if he thought of this as a win/win situation. There was chance that Yugi and his friends would be killed...and there was a chance he was going to keep his resort. It all depends on how you look at it...meaning it's a win/lose.

The CEO walked down the dark hallway towards the lobby he hearing the sounds of both Mokuba laughter and Noa's frustration. Seto must've been tired because his mind went straight to the gutter, causing him to quicken his pace into the open area. He was quite surprised to see Mokuba slamming his hand down upon Noa's, which had happened to be on a pile of cars. Noa whimpered slightly because of this, however slid the pile towards him, adding it to his own deck.

"I don't see why you're crying," the raven haired male huffed, "You're winning."

"I'm not crying," Noa snapped, "I'm just...in pain, I swear you're trying to hurt me."

"Why would I want to that?" the other whimpered.

"I dunno, because you don't want to lose?" he supposed.

"Time to go," Seto interrupted as he walked past the two.

"Whatever," Mokuba sighed, as he gathered up his cards.

During that drive, the brunette's face had never been more serious, his eyes shifting from Mokuba to Noa. He knew there was no way he could tell them the truth about the resort, if he did then they would be afraid...and would surely tell everyone. Of course he couldn't have that. No one really understood the stress he went through, only he could carry this burden. It was as if the whole weight of the world was rested on his shoulders.

"Noa, Mokuba," he began, causing both of his brothers' attention to be focused on him. "This weekend we're going to allow people to stay at the resort."

"Seriously?" the raven haired teen questioned, "That's sweet, Seto. I've kinda been dying to actually get out the slopes and snow board or something."

"Wait? People are actually going to finally be allowed to stay?"

"Yes," the brunette answered, he now staring out the window.

"But who?" the mint haired teen couldn't help but ask, "And why so suddenly?"

"Yugi and his friends, and because they just felt like it."

"Oh."

"Anymore questions!" he snapped.

Noa silenced himself, he didn't want Seto yelling at him since it was obvious that he couldn't say anything back. One of the things he was forced to live with was the fact that he was now a follower...a little brother. It was one of the deals about coming back to life, he and Mokuba were now technically the same age...they now could be considered twins, even though they're only step-brothers.

Mokuba couldn't help but notice all of this, after all he had been sitting there, and he couldn't help but stick up for his step-brother.

"Seto...calm down, I know you're tired, I mean...we're all tired," he smiled, "We'll just get home, and look forward to this weekend, right?"

"And maybe I can invite Taylor," Noa grinned.

That suggestion caused the raven haired's mouth to drop open. Taylor? He was going to have to spend a weekend with her? But he hated her...she was evil. However that wasn't what really upset him...no what bothered him was the fact that Noa was going to be all over her, and not spending any time with him. Plus, it was required for him to be nice to her...this was just...perfect. This filled the younger Kaiba's heart with sadness, and annoyance...but what's the worst that could happen. It was only three days after all.

Aoi: Okay, so that was chapter one. Told you it had a few differences. For one thing it was longer. The Second thing is that I talked more about was Mokuba and Noa, the first time I wrote this story they were just there...and said a few things but I hadn't gone into such detail on them. But anyways, that was only the start to these changes. Tell me what you think of this chapter. Please I LOVE reviews. Even if you decide to send one every chapter...it wouldn't annoy me. I hope that I didn't mess up the story.