I loved the reviews for the last chapter! Thank you all! I've decided I'll wait about a week or so before updating each chapter. Please keep reviewing! The more reviews I get the faster I'll post. Now, we've got a heart-touching scene.

Scarred from Burns

By Sailor Phoenix1997

"Hello," said Atemu, extending his hand. Kaiba stood up and gave it a firm shake, still a little taken aback by his similarity to Yugi. "Kisara's told us quite a bit about you Kaiba-san." Kisara instantly covered her eye with her hand.

"Nii-sama, I think Nee-sama wants us to set the table for her." Kisara grabbed Atemu by the ear with her nails and pulled.

"Kisara, take it easy! You'll pierce my ear if you're not careful," Atemu said, trying to remove his sister's nails from his sensitive ear.

"You're encouraging me to dig deeper." Tozokou shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"I'm going to be upstairs to get changed, if you need me," Yami said with a turn. Tozokou turned back to Kaiba.

"Well. Care to have a chat until dinner's ready?" Kaiba shrugged.

"I don't mind." The boys took seats in the couches but were on opposite sides of the room.

"So, you're one of Kisara's classmates?" Kaiba nodded.

"She hasn't said much about all of you though. She only told me what you did as a profession and you're all seven years older than her." Tozokou nodded.

"Yes, my baby sister has always loved her privacy."

"Same with my little brother." Tozokou stiffened.

"You have a little... brother?" Kaiba noted his hesitation but nodded slowly.

"What about you? Any younger siblings besides Kisara?"

"On the paternal side I've got three. But on the maternal side I've only got one. And that's the only one I ever saw. But then again, I only saw him until he was a year old."

"You also ran away from home?" Tozokou nodded, looking as if he'd been ashamed to even consider doing it in the first place.

"I still remember the night my brothers and I left. When we'd leave for school Kisara would stand right outside the front door and wave good-bye to us with a happy smile over her face. Sometimes I have nightmares about the night. I was checking Okaa-san's room to make sure we hadn't woken her. Fortunately we hadn't. But we had woken a much lighter sleeper. Kisara stepped out of her room dressed in her little blue onesie* with clouds and lambs all over it, clutching her teddy bear in her hand and rubbing her eye with the other. She reached out towards me and latched onto my sleeve. I can sometimes still feel how much her hand was trembling that night. And then I shoved her to the ground. And when we left, out of habit I looked back and there she was, standing in the doorway waving good-bye with that smile on her face. Just like we were only going to be gone a few hours instead of several years." Tozokou shivered.

"I see. I'd have nightmares if I did something like that." The female German Shepherd padded over to Kaiba and placed her head in his lap allowing him to pet her.

"She seems to like you."

"What's her name?" Kaiba asked, scratching behind the dog's ear.

"That's Jill. The boy's Jack. The Mastiffs are Peter, the brown one, and Penny's the gold one." The dogs all looked up at Tozokou at the mention of their names.

"On another note, how did you find Kisara again?"

"Actually, she found us. We'd been able to get our paternal grandfather to agree to raise us in San Francisco after our parents divorced just before Kisara was born. He'd told us about our paternal siblings and died when we turned 18. That's when Kisara jumped out of nowhere and glomped me. Me, of all people. The last one of us she'd seen and had shoved her to the ground. I can't tell you just how much it went right through me. I guess that's why I became a cop. I didn't want another child to be abandoned the way I'd abandoned Kisara and my baby brother." He looked at Kaiba then started chuckling to himself. "Sorry to get all serious on you. I just get a little overboard when my sister is a part of it."

"Don't worry about it," Kaiba said, "I'd do the same if it were me."

"Be thankful you're not me, Kaiba-san," Tozokou said running his hand down Jack's back, "I've done a lot of things I've come to regret. I realize now that we could've taken the younger children with us. We were just too frightened to consider that we had to stay together as a family." He looked up at Kaiba. "Kisara told us your story when she got home. You're much stronger than we were. I'd imagine that plenty of people wanted to adopt you and not your brother."

"That's true."

"You didn't try to leave him behind and come back when you would be sure you could support him. You went through years of things I can't even imagine trying for a few days. All just for your brother. And the fact you could do that at… ten, eleven?"

"Ten," Kaiba said bluntly.

"Ten years old and you still kept your brother by your side. Meanwhile three eleven-year-olds can't take care to take their two younger siblings with them when they run away. That gets me." Tozokou's hand came to a stop over Jack's head.

"Everyone's different. I wouldn't blame you. Kisara managed to find her way back to you and everything's alright now. You're a family again." Tozokou smiled.

"You're forgetting that we've got four younger siblings to take from our parents. That is, if we can find them."

"Do you have any clues? Maybe I can help," Kaiba said leaning forward. Tozokou just cloed his eyes and sighed.

"We've got enough clues. And although I appreciate your offer, we'll handle our own family problems by ourselves. You know, find our way out of our own grave. And I'm sure we'll find our family."

"So what do you currently know about your missing siblings?" Kaiba asked. Tozokou chuckled.

"You know what, I like you. Stubborn as a mule and black bear. Very much like Kisara. Well. I guess it couldn't hurt. After our parents divorced my father married another woman and had a son. He had faithfulness issues and had an affair with another woman, giving birth to a daughter, and later had another daughter with his second wife. After that his second wife divorced him and took their daughter, leaving him with their son. Our father likes drinking and our mother is currently out of town on a business trip, which is how we managed to get three tickets to San Francisco all those years ago," Tozokou said with an evil smirk on his face, making his scar curl and wrap around his cheekbone.

"Um… How did that-" Kaiba gestured to the area of his own face mirroring Tozokou's scar. The man touched the pale skin.

"Oh that. Well, I was on a job a few months ago and had a little incident with a hot fire poker from the suspect. Kisara was a total wreck."

"That couldn't have been good for her training focus."

"It was not. Actually, she decided after the Olympics when she was 14 that she was going to take part in sports that paid. Did you know that you don't get paid for being an Olympic? It's amazing. She worked for years to be the best at swimming and when her hard work paid off she got a gold medal and that's all. Trust me, she was ticked." Kaiba smiled. "She took part in more tournaments that actually had cash prizes. She says that it's because she wants to be a help around the house instead of a burden. The only burden would be if our mother showed up needing a place to stay because Jii-san kicked her out. Why he hasn't already, is one of those mysteries of life that will never be solved."

Kaiba looked back as his limo rolled into sight under the moonlight. Kisara was standing on the front porch and waving good-bye.

"I'll see you at school tomorrow!" Kaiba nodded. "Let's eat lunch together again Kaiba-kun!" she called before turning towards the house. Kaiba looked at the floor of the car then back at the retreating whitette.

"It's Seto!" he called. Kisara turned.

"I'm sorry?"

"My name's Seto. Please use that instead," he said with a slight smile. Kisara beamed back.

"I'll be delighted Seto-kun!" She opened the door and stepped inside. "Good night Seto-kun!" Kisara called before shutting the door. Seto smiled and sat down.

"Home please," he said to the driver. For the first time in a long time, he looked out the window at the rushing lights of the city and actually chuckled to himself. "Seto-kun, huh?" he thought.

A/N: I know it's short but I like it. Short, sweet, and to the point! Next time we'll get a little more into our problem. I like this. Now remember, the more reviews I get, makes a happier writer and more chapters updated faster. PLEASE REVIEW! I cannot stress that enough! Oh, and here's a challange for you all. Can you guess who Kisara's other half-siblings are? I wonder how many of you will get all three right.

* A onesie is a one-peice baby's outfit that they wear to bed, sometimes comes with hand covers and footsies. Often times worn to the age of 6. Some sizes made for teenagers. I've got one.