Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Sad, isn't it? Guess not…

Random Talk: My weird, demented mind is still working overtime. This chapter is all about Mokuba after he left Kaiba's office. I liked typing this chapter because it has one of my favorite villains that only appear in the first series.

Warnings: Slight OOC, some language (both English and Japanese), AU, and slight shonen-ai (Kaiba x Jonouchi later).

Chapter 3

Rou

"I hate you nii-sama!" Mokuba yelled and ran out of Kaiba's office. Mokuba was sick of having to hide his true intelligence from the world. He technically didn't even need to go to school; he was taking collage classes already! All he asked for was to have Kaiba tell the school about how smart he really was.

"Master Mokuba, are you all right?" Mokuba's driver asked when Mokuba came out to the limo.

"I'm fine," Mokuba said giving a fake, innocent smile. The young boy learned quickly he had to hide his true feelings just so he wouldn't have to deal with what he called "the stupidity of adults". "Let's go home. I'm kinda tired, anyway."

"Of course," the driver said as he opened the limo door.

"It's not fair, Noa!" Mokuba yelled to his virtual stepbrother.

"Calm down, Mokuba!" Noa exclaimed. "If someone was still here, they'll be wondering what's going on up here!"

"I don't care!" Mokuba yelled even louder as he threw some books across the room. Noa sighed. His little stepbrother was having another tantrum that left his room a disaster area. At least this time Mokuba didn't let the bookcase crash into a nearby window. The eldest Kaiba had to deal with the Police the last time that happened.

"Well, you only have seven more years before you can live on your own"

"I can't wait that long!"

"You have to. There's no other way you can leave this house so you can live on your own."

"But there is. I can run away!" Mokuba then started to pack clothing, paper, pencils, and other little things.

"Mokuba, think for a moment. What you're planing is insane! For one thing you could die. For another thing, what are you going to do when you run out of medicine?"

"Who said I was going to take my medicine?" Mokuba asked as he tied his bed sheets to make a makeshift rope.

"That's it! You're definitely insane! You know what happens when you don't take your medicine!"

"So? Well, I'm off!" Mokuba threw one end of his rope out the window closest to his bed. "How could I forget the note for my so called nii-sama…"

"Mokuba, please, rethink this," Noa pleaded one last time as he watched Mokuba write his farewell note to Kaiba.

"I'm going, and that's that! Sayonara Noa! Thanks for being there for me!" Mokuba said before he climbed down the rope. The young boy ran off into the approaching night. There was only one place he wanted to be; a place he called home.

Mokuba woke the next day in an abandoned house. Besides the fact no one has lived in the house for six years, it was still in good condition. What surprised Mokuba the most was that it was still standing. He thought that the old house would have been torn down by then to make room for more apartments. Still, he was happy that his old home was still standing.

"What are you doing here, you gaki?" someone yelled. Mokuba looked at the doorway to see a person that looked like he was in high school. The gray uniform with magenta trim showed that he went to Rintama High School. Any other eleven-year-old kid would have been afraid of the thug-like boy, but Mokuba didn't care.

"Sleeping in my room," Mokuba said calmly.

"Your room?" the other asked. "This place doesn't even belong to you! Get over here, kid! You talk to the real owner of this place!" Mokuba was yanked off the floor by the other and was dragged by his long hair. The stranger led the ebony-haired kid out to the backyard. The only person out there was a teenager with blue hair that was tied back into a mini ponytail and gray eyes. He had numerous piercing in his left ear. This guy looked like he was the type that people avoided for a good reason.

"I found him inside, Hirutani," the guy dragging Mokuba said. He tossed Mokuba in front of Hirutani, smirking. "He says that he was sleeping in his room."

"Now did he?" Hirutani said. "Where did you get the idea that this was your place? You see, I need a new hideout. This place is perfect because no one really comes here."

"Sorry to burst your bubble," Mokuba said, "but you don't own this house. No one has bought this place since my dad died. So, this house technically belongs to my so called nii-sama."

"Is that so?" Hirutani asked. He was now interested with the little boy. "Leave. I want to talk to the gaki alone." The other guy walked away to talk with the other gang members about what's going on.

"Your name is Hirutani, right?" Mokuba asked.

"Correct. Now, what were you saying about this place?"

"I lived here until I was five. That's when my father died, and I was forced to stay with my relatives with nii-sama. Then, our generous relatives spent all of our inheritance and left us in an orphanage. A few months after arriving at that cursed place, we were adopted. That's when our time in hell started. Six years have passed, and no one has bought this house. So, it belongs to either our relatives or Seto."

"Interesting… What's your name, gaki?"

"Mokuba."

"Well, Mokuba, tell your nii-sama that this house is being used."

"Whatever. I'm not going to be seeing him in real life any more. The closest I'm going to see him from now on is on TV…"

"Okay. Then get lost."

"Hey, Hirutani!" a member of the gang yelled as he ran. "For some odd reason the bikes won't work, even yours!"

"You're kidding me," Hirutani said. "If I find out you're lying…"

"I'm telling the truth! You can look for yourself!" The gang member led Hirutani out to the front where a few parked motorcycles were located. Mokuba watched the gang from the front door in curiosity. The little kid had to hold back his laughter from watching various gang members try to start up the motorcycles. Eventually, they gave up.

"I can fix them, if you want," Mokuba said.

"Heh, this should be a good laugh," Hirutani said. "Let's see what you can do."

Mokuba walked up to the machine and started to inspect it. It was a good thing he brought some tools because the motorcycle looked like it hasn't had a tune-up in years. The gang watched in amazement as Mokuba fixed one motorcycle after another. In about an half-hour, all the machines were working as if it was new. Everyone tried out the fixed machines as soon as Mokuba was finished.

"You're something, kid," Hirutani said. "What was your name again? Mokuko?"

"No, it's Mokuba."

"Got a last name? Mokuba is too girly, if you ask me."

"I was Ryujima before I was adopted. You don't want to know my new last name."

"Heh, try me."

"It's Kaiba."

Hirutani was quite for some time before he started laughing. "I knew you looked familiar. So why did a rich kid running away?"

"Seto is still refusing to tell the press that I designed most of Kaiba Corp.'s products. I just wanted some recognition of some kind. Everyone just sees me as the younger brother of Kaiba Seto, the child prodigy. No one knows that I'm the real prodigy and Seto is just a fake. Sure, he's smart, but not as smart as me."

"That's something you don't hear everyday; little brother of supposed genius is the true prodigy," Hirutani said to himself. He couldn't help but smirk.

"So, are you going to leave me alone or what?"

"Tell you what kid. How about you join us? You can always get revenge on your brother."

"Whatever. I have nothing better to do."

"Good. But we need to give you a new name first. Like I said before, Mokuba is too girly. Let's see, what to name you… I got it, Rou (1)."

"I really don't care what you call me."

"Fine, Rou. Hop on before someone sees you. And you might want to hold tight." Mokuba climbed onto the back of Hirutani's motorcycle, wrapping his arms around the elder boy. He then noticed a familiar blond about a block away.

"Jonouchi no yarou, (2)" Mokuba growled. Hirutani looked in the direction the little boy was looking at and smirked.

"So you know him too. Let's get out of here before he sees you with us."

Hirutani drove off at max speed down a road followed by the other gang members. Unknown to Hirutani, Jonouchi did see his old gang with Mokuba. But he was too far to identify the raven-haired child. So, the blond duelist did nothing.

TBC

(1) Rou – trouble

(2) Jonouchi no yarou – Found this little phrase on a site! Evidently, Mokuba calls Jonouchi this. It translates to "that bastard Jonouchi". That kid has some mouth…

Next time: Yuugi-tachi are in for a little surprise when the go to Kaiba's old neighborhood.

Random talk: And chapter three comes to a finish! This chapter was kinda longer than the other two. Or, at least I think it is… Yes, Hirutani did have blue hair, gray eyes, and has his ears pierced. He has five loop earrings on his left ear. (Each loop is a different color. It kinda looks like a rainbow!) I just know someone is going to ask that question. Like I said, I liked typing this chapter. Well, that's it for Mokuba for now. I will continue to call him Mokuba although the gang members will address him as Rou. Sorry for the nickname… It was the best I could come up with… (It was Raven at first…) Hope I still have people reading after this chapter! I think I might have committed author suicide with this chapter. Please no flames, Mokuba fans! Mokuba is my third favorite character, so I even think I made Mokuba too weird.

Sorry I didn't post sooner... I actually didn't go on my little vacation... My excuse is I got a new game for my Nintendo DS! Who knew Nintendogs was so much fun? (I got a Shiba Inu named Katsuya and a brown Lab named Seto! I'm so bad... )

IMPORTANT NOTE: Okay, I'm barely geting any reviews here! I'm changing how I post! From now on, I'll post after I get at least 10 reviews for each chapter! By my standards, that's a lot! For crying out loud, I only got 5 reviews for the first chapter! Thanks to the few that actually review, for doing what I say and not what I do. I am truely sorry, guys. It's just makes me mad that I get all these hits but so little reviews. The bright side, if I'm in a good mood, I might just change my mind. (In otherwords, ya need ta try and convince me otherwise...)

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