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Seto glared at the letter resting innocently on the desk in his office. It wasn't like him to be tempted like this. He should have just left the damn thing in Mokuba's room. What was that old saying? Oh yes, 'curiosity killed the cat'. Still, it had been a while since he had heard anything about his so-called-promised-bride, and it would be interesting to see exactly what she was writing him about…

He snorted, who was he trying to kid? All he wanted to do was see why Mokuba liked this girl so much.

Thoroughly disgusted with himself, he picked up the letter and jerked it out of the much abused envelope. 'Mokuba must have been in a real hurry to open this thing.' he noted as he opened the letter and began to read:

Dearest little brother,

Hopefully this letter will reach you with all possible speed, though I would still like to know what you did to your brother's computer that made him mad enough to ban your internet access! If not, I sent the rest of our group e-mails just in case. I wish with all my heart and soul that this letter contained better news, but since it does not I will come directly to the point:

My mother is dead.

You already know that my father was buried in the USA five years ago as per the company's orders. Yet no plans were made regarding Mother.

However, Jake and I are taking it upon ourselves to bring her home where she belonged. After all, this would have been what she wanted.

Yes little brother, before you ask, we are coming home to stay.

Are you finished dancing for joy? Yes? Good.

This might not be that way we had chosen to come back to Japan, but like it or not, what's done is done…

Oh, before I forget (AGAIN!), Jake is now running Fear corp. Neither of us are quite pleased with this, but we have to earn money somehow.

This leads me to my request:

Please, please, please under No Circumstances once-so-ever inform your brother of our return! Jake says that since both our fathers are dead, that the contract made ten years ago should be null-and-void. (Don't look so sad, cause in my heart, you'll always be my little brother!) Still, I would rather not take any chances that my brother (as much as I love him) could be wrong. To be frank Mokuba, we just cannot handle the confrontation that your brother is sure to bring up at this point in time.

Later, if you decide to inform your brother of our return and he grows angry at you, tell Seto Kaiba that I bear the full responsibility of this action and no other.

If this does not work, please remember that you will always be welcome to stay wherever we call home. No questions will be asked, I promise.

Boot up the Playstation and PS2, cause I'll see you soon!

Love from your favorite Unicorn,

Tamara

P.S. below is the flight information you'll need to be able to find us…

Struggling to pick up his jaw up off the floor, Seto just stared at the letter that he had dropped on his desk. Considering how much his little brother adored her, it didn't surprise the elder brother that Mokuba would have been excited about having the two people he loved the most marry. He wasn't sure what surprised him more, the information that he had learned, or the forceful request of Mokuba's secrecy. Taking a deep breaths, he pondered his options.

The first, and most obvious, was to pretend that he had never read that letter. Even as he thought this, he shook his head with a smile. That would be too easy. Scanning the letter again, Seto felt a plan take shape in his mind.

Yes, that would work… He would just drive Mokuba to the airport himself instead of letting him drive with Yugi's gang. Carefully putting the letter back into the envelope, he felt a smirk bloom on his face.

Tamara and Jake had no idea exactly who they were dealing with now… but they'd find out soon enough.

When Seto got back to the mansion that night, his first thought was that a tornado or a SWAT team had ransacked it. Then he mentally smacked himself in the head as the real reason for the mess hit him.

"MOKUBA!" Seto roared at the top of his voice, partly outraged and partly amused.

"Ouch! Coming Seto!" A loud crash and an equally loud thump followed this response. A minute later, Mokuba came in though the kitchen rubbing the egg on his head and the bump on his rump. The look on his face, however, showed nothing but a kind of worried concern on it.

"Looking for this?" Seto asked, feeling sorry for his brother as he handed him the envelope."

"Yes!" Mokuba shouted, doing a little dance of joy before looking at his brother oddly. "You didn't read it did you Seto?" He asked.

"Uh-huh" Seto said, suddenly raising an eyebrow at the vicious curse that came out of his younger brother's mouth. "You would have had to ask me for a ride anyway bro."

"No, because I was going to go with Yugi's gang. That way they wouldn't have had to rent a car." Mokuba just gave his brother a wounded look. "Why did you read it Seto? You've never read any of her letters before."

"You're the one who shoved it into my hands." Seto pointed out as he began to help clean up the mess.

Mokuba winced. "Unicorn's gonna be so mad at me…"

"She should have never asked you to keep anything from me." Seto snapped, feeling the anger start to rise up again.

"I think she had every right to do so Seto. She doesn't know you like I do. You've never once tried to be friendly towards her! For all she knew; you could turned out to be another version of our stepfather, or worse, her father!" Mokuba suddenly flushed and bit his lip.

Seto slowly straightened and looked at his brother from the corner of his eye. "What do you mean 'or worse, her father'?" He asked, trying to sound calm so that Mokuba was silent for a few minutes. Seto could tell that he was thinking very hard about his answer. 'Probably trying to protect Tamara's privacy.' he thought.

Finally Mokuba spoke very quietly. "As bad as our stepfather was to you, he was an amateur compared to Drake. I overheard Tamara telling Jake once that Drake was the man that Gozaburo Kaibia always wanted to be." Mokuba continued as though walking on glass. "She looked so sad, and I thought Jake was going to kill someone he looked so angry." He shook his head. "I don't know any more than that. They never said anything directly to me about why they hated their father so much and I never told them what I overheard."

Seto was forced to close his mouth again. He couldn't even begin to fathom what had gone on that would have caused a comment like that.

Suddenly the image of her fearful face flashed though his mind, and he closed his eyes before continuing to clean.

'What could have possibly been done to her that had caused that reaction on her face?' Seto wondered.

The question didn't have an answer.

Not yet anyway.