It was dark out, the sky black. A classy limousine sat in stand by awaiting the street light to flick from red to green. Inside it sat two men, one was its usual driver and the other its egotistical owner. Music from an age much older drifted out of its speakers, softly filling the vehicle. Its engine released a muffled growl as its petal was gently pushed downward by the driver, spurring it to move. The world was soon seen as a blur racing across the window as the vehicle speed rose.
The owner sat in the back looking through several sheets of paper. On them were complicated business proposals and contracts. He seemed none to pleased with anything he read. But then again, he never seemed to pleased with anything. The vehicle eventually came to a slow stop before its engine completely shut off, the music silenced. The young man then looked away from the papers, he reached down for a metallic suit case that sat near him on the floor. Opening it, he slipped the papers carefully inside. The door to the left of him swung open. "We have arrived Mr. Kaiba."
It was three in the morning when Seto walked through the large double doors of his mansion. This was not a strange occurrence.
Inside Seto met with complete silence and dark, empty hallways. Silently he strode across them, his long blue trench coat flailing with his every step. Soon he found the stairs that led upward to the higher floors of the mansion where his office lied in waiting. He briskly climbed them, continuing forward when he reached the top.
Seto came to a stop at the front of his office doors. He looked them over before he pushed one open and entered. The office was dimly lit by a single desk lamp. The young man stepped over to the desk, placing his metallic suit case on to it. Afterward he turned on the coffee machine. The CEO planned to lock himself away again, working. He turned to the sound of something lightly shifting behind him. What he found was a child sleeping soundly, curled up on his leather couch. His little brother must have waited for him, all alone.
Seto reached down and lifted Mokuba into his his arms. He carried him out of the office to the boy's bedroom. He carefully placed the boy on the bed and pulled the covers over him. Seto's eyes became soft as he watched him sleep soundly. He reached down and stroked the wild mass of black hair on the boy's head. He felt the kid snuggle closer to the touch. Seto smiled softly. He leaned down and whispered, "Goodnight Mokuba."
Mokuba sat up in his bed, stretching his arms high above his head. He yawned, and through both of his legs off the edge. The room looked somewhat blurry to him as he looked around, eyes lazy from sleep. Lifting the curtains and looking out the window Mokuba found that the sun shinned brightly. It was yet another a beautiful morning.
He left his room still in his pajamas and headed for the kitchen. Time for Cheerios. Pouring a bowl he then proceeded to eat the cereal. Munch. Munch. Munch.
When finished he brought the bowl to his mouth and drank the milk down. A bit of the white substance sliding down his chin. Mokuba wiped it off with his sleeve, sighing contently. His eyes grew wide as he felt a sudden mild irritation in his lower stomach. He rushed off to the nearest bathroom. Time to poo.
Plop. He finished the deed. Standing up, Mokuba flushed the toilet. He went to the sink to wash his hands. He squirted the soap and scrubbed his hands in the water. He liked the feeling of the bubbles between his fingers, they all swirled downward into the drain. The boy left the bathroom when he was finished, the water splashing off his hands as he shook them.
Mokuba headed to his brothers office, opening the door slowly. He found his older brother siting in his desk, reading something on the computer. Must be working.
"Morning Seto." Mokuba said smiling. His brother didn't reply. The kid stepped over to his brother, a confused look on his face. "Seto?" Mokuba waved his hand in front of his brothers eyes. No response. He watched at his brother for a few minutes. Seto was obviously breathing. So he couldn't be dead.
Something clicked in the kids head. He brother was... sleeping, sitting perfectly strait in his desk, Eyes open. Wow. Mokuba shook his head. This wasn't even surprising. He reached forward and poked his brother arm. Nothing. Ok then. He reached forward and shook his brother. Seto's head shifted, His eyes focused. "Mokuba?"
Seto had not even realized he had fallen asleep. Like that mattered. That just meant he was behind on being ahead of work. His hands lying on the key board twitched, quickly fingers coming back to life. Tapity-tap-tap-tap. Mokuba snickered. "Morning big brother." "Good morning Mokuba, I trust you have eaten breakfast?" The boy nodded, "And I trust that you haven't." He replied. Seto cleared his throat, "I have coffee." The boy felt the coffee mug,"Its cold, kinda like its been out for hours." Mokuba replied shaking his head, teasing. Seto rolled his eyes, "There is some new video games down stairs for you to beta... enjoy" The kid smiled and ran out of the office. Video games were his thing.
~Later that day after several hours of bad ass video game play...
Mokuba waked back to his brothers office finding him still working diligently at the computer. Tapity-tap-tap-tap. Tapity-tap-tap-tap. Sip of coffee. Tapity-tap-tap-tap. After a few more boring and maybe sad minutes of watching this Mokuba began to feel like being maybe a little... naughty.
~Some time later.. in the office...
Seto was pissed.
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AUTHORS NOTE: Yugioh is not mine.
Yes, well then. I am a lazy fuck aren't I? I am guessing you all figured out that I ended this chapter pre-maturely. Why? Because I couldn't think of what to do next. This is the Seto Kaiba filler. Joey had one so Kaiba needed one to be even and... Balancing. (Rolls eyes). Anyway... Fuck. What happens next. Aww damn. I don't know. Seriously I am like the worst author ever. I am surprised people actually read this shit. Lol. Oh well, seen worse. The next chapter is going to be what ever the hell Mokuba did to get his brother to stop working and play with him. Any Idea's people? Please, I don't like to think.
Things to know:
~Shadow-Magician of Black Chaos, I give you the VerdeICe stamp of approval... Its permanent, sorry.
~I have no Idea if I depicted Mokuba right. I love that lil' guy, but I am only good with assholes and dumb-shits.
~Ha, no Joey appearance.
~ Baroque was a terrible game. Do not play that fuzzy fuck butt.
()()()()()-Thanks for reading now go play a card game.