Pixie Penguin- o my gosh thanks so so so much for everyone that reviewed…. You all are so nice! Well I kept going with my story like you all asked.

I forgot last time to put a disclaimer. I don't own Yugioh. Though I do think it should be called Seto-oh or Mokuba-oh cause well lets face it they are both much better then Yugi.

He was flying among the clouds. Soaring and laughing like he used to do. Mokuba grasped his hand tightly.

"Seto…." His voice sounded distant. "Seto!" he said again. Seto shot up, finding his little brother shaking him.

"What happened?" he asked. Mokuba giggled.

"We fell asleep outside again. Good thing Carla didn't find us this time. She would have been so mad!" Mokuba giggled again, obviously delighted in the thought of Carla, the maid who took care of them, shaking them awake and yelling at them. Seto stretched and eyed the clock. It was still early, but he made his way to the kitchen for breakfast anyway. Mokuba scampered off in front of him. Seto took a detour, heading into the bathroom to survey the damage Gozaburo did the night before. He sighed at the many bruises and the small cut running along his face. Gently he tried to wash away the bruises, but not having any luck he just covered them with a large tee-shirt.

He ran to the kitchen, his stomach growling louder then anything lion at the zoo. Sitting down, a big breakfast was set down before him. He looked up to find Carla giving him a sympathetic smile, obliviously noticing his horrid state.

'Figures.' He thought. 'She always did.' Gulping down his food, he saw Mokuba sitting playing with a gameboy. Seto swore that Mokuba was a child prodigy or something. He was only 5 and already he was mastering gameboy games. Seto ruffled his little brothers black mop of hair as he pasted him. Mokuba looked up at him and grinned.

"I'll be back in a little." Seto shouted to Carla as she cleared the table. He slipped through the front door before she could protest.

Walking along the street, he watched the cars drive by. The air was crisp, a little cold, but Seto was never cold. When he reached the park, he sat on the swing. He pumped his legs hard, trying to get rid of the frustration and anger he felt. Soaring higher, he didn't notice as someone sat beside him. The swing went back and forth delivering Seto away from his pain.

"Nice day, ain't it?" Seto broke from his trance like state.

"It's alright." Seto replied without looking at him. He wanted to be polite, but he really didn't want to talk to the boy. He'd much rather just zone out. Seto was still pretty tired. 'Silly little brother' he thought. 'I could have gotten a few more minutes of sleep is it wasn't for him.'

"So what are you doing this early?" Another question he didn't really feel like answering. Turning the boy caught Seto's eye. He looked into the chocolate brown eyes, and he smiled. Something about those eyes made Seto feel safe.

"I'm Ryou." The boy offered hopping off the swings. "What's your name?" Seto hesitated. He looked at Ryou's white hair and pale skin. He decided he could trust this Ryou.

"Seto…. Seto Kaiba." Seto said slowing his own swing to light swaying. He kept his eyes fixed on Ryou. Seto got up from his swing, tripping over his untied shoelace. His arms flew out to stop himself. Ryou ran over.

"Are you alright?" His eyes caught on Seto's arms.

"Sorry! I'm a little clumsy." Seto shot up fixing his shirt. Ryou eyed him suspiciously. Seto began to leave. "I… uh got to go home." He ran down the block panting.

'He's seen my bruises! What if he tells someone?' Seto tried to control his breath as he started to think clearly. 'No way. That kid didn't care.'

He slipped into the house quietly. "Hi ya big brother." Mokuba sat on the couch watching TV and munching on potato chips.

"Hi Mokuba." Seto walked into the kitchen pulling out a water.

"I'll be upstairs, ok?" Seto made his way to his room. Jumping onto his bed, he drank his water as he watched the window. The birds sang sweetly from the trees. The flowers blossomed in the sunlight. Seto sighed. "Beautiful, ain't it?"

Seto nearly hit his head on the ceiling. He spun around to find the white haired boy from the park sitting in his chair in his room!

"How…. How did you…?" Who… what are you?" The chocolate eyed mystery boy grinned.

"How I got in here, well I flew. I already told you I'm Ryou, and what am I you ask. I am a watcher, an angel if you will. I've come to watch over you for a little."

Pixie Penguin- for all of you who say that 5 year olds can't be good at video games come to my cousin's house who is 4 in a half and can already beat be in pac man…. Which I guess isn't that big of a deal since I suck at pac man but anyway please review… I know people say that so much but please do!