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He laid in bed. Though he had told her he wasn't hungry truth be told his appetite soon came back. He ignored the need to eat and continued lying in bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling of the room. Mokuba had long since found his way to sleep. A couple of hours had passed since the events outside, the sudden unhappy realization and the coldness of that girl. Still, he thought about it although wishing he wouldn't. He wondered about it all. Was this what his life had in store for him? Probably. He sighed turning on his side. His eyes leaving the ceiling that had began to disgust him and turning upon the frame of the younger boy he called family, who laid in the bed directly across from his own. A little more than three months ago his life, their life, was different. Why did it have to change? They were happy then, right? Yes, they were significantly even though she had passed on. They were happy. The building blocks he had loved to play with, the ones /she/ bought him, he remember he had left laying on the carpet floor. He wondered if they were still there or had a new family moved in and used them for their child. If so, he wanted them back. They were his not their's. They were special and they wouldn't ever know it. Regret set in, why had he left them there? Why hadn't he taken them with him? He then remembered why he was told he wouldn't need them, he was too old to play with baby blocks. He had bought into that, foolish child. He closed his eyes his heart aching causing a look of pure discomfort to cross his face. His eyebrows twitched and he tried to ignore those feelings burying his head into the bed forced back a pained cry that tried to escape from his mouth.

Mokuba stirred in his bed, turning in his sleep, a soft groan escaped his lips causing Seto's eyes to open and stare at him. Seto swallowed feeling a small lump starting to form. His eyes stood on the younger child that was until a small noise from the window caught his attention. He sat up in bed and looked around. Nothing but silence now.

Chink.

"Hmm?" he looked at the window, waiting for it to happen again.

Chink.

He sighed getting up to see what it was. He glanced out the window as he opened it unable to see much in the darkness of the night, so unable in fact, he didn't notice the pebble coming at him until it hit his head. "Ow." he groaned rubbed the spot.

From out of the darkness came a small giggle followed by the soft spoken words,"Gomen nasai." He frowned looking around in the darkness,"Whose there?" he asked in a hushed tone to keep from waking Mokuba. "Shh, move away from the window." He was ordered. He growled softly but did so. Not long after a small hand popped up and held on to the window sill, hoisting themself up they made it obvious who the were as they climbed through.

His eyes widened for a moment before narrowing at her,"What are you doing here?" he glared at her. Yukiko looked at him then back at the window seeing a rope seem to come through, tied to her small body. "Shhh." She raised a finger to her lips before getting up and pulling on the rope.

Slowly a tempting aroma drew closer as whatever she lifted up what was tied to the other end of the line. Curiously, he watched her wondering what it was. "Here." She said lowly pulling up a small basket, she reached inside and brought out a bento box handing it to him. "What's this?" He asked giving her an odd expression, what could she possibly be up to? He wondered. She shifted her gaze from him to the floor, glad it was dark enough for him not to notice the small shy blush that fell over her cheeks. She then turned her eyes back on him for quick second before walking toward the window.

"Hey, what's this about?" Seto asked again getting in her way to stop her. She frowned shifting her shoulders, a sign that signaled she had gotten uncomfortable. She didn't answer him, not because she didn't want to but because she had no idea how to voice her action. Instead, she moved around him, murmuring something he could barely make out.

His eyes widened at the next action she had taken, the girl making her way to the window and immediately jumping out. If he had known her better he would know this wasn't unusual actually expected of her, but without that knowledge he feared the worst. Running toward the window looking down expecting to see her body sprawled across the pavement covered in blood from the two story drop but to his surprise nothing was there. He blinked in shock,"...what..the..?" Though finding himself shocked he found himself lingering in a growing amazement.

He then turned to the bento box, sniffing the air around it. It felt warm in his hands causing a comforting feeling to was over him. He hadn't realised he felt cold until that moment. Walking over he sat on his bed, opening it. Surprised to find a well made dinner in it, he eyed the food it certainly looked better than what they had served in the orphanage, he wondered where she could have gotten it. On the side, in a small compartment lied a pair of chopstick. Mentally thanking her he grabbed them and began eating.

Morning came quickly for Seto, again he was woken up earlier than the rest to do the same chores he had done the night before. Seto sighed washing a dish, he was already bored with it but at the least he wasn't as hungry as he would have been thanks to the meal he had during the night. He absent-mindedly washed the glass plate unaware of the figure standing behind him.

"Can't you wash any faster than that!" She suddenly said her voice a bit higher than what it should have been but still showed anger. The suddenness of her voice made the tiny boy jump in place accidentally letting go of the dish that was in his hands. Immediately he went to reach to stop it from falling into the sink but it slipped through his soap/sud covered hands resulting in it breaking as soon as it made impact with the metal sink. His eyes stood focused on the fragments of glass scattered in the sink whilst her eyes burned holes through his small back. Seto could feel his heart race knowing he was in for it. "Clean it up." She hissed out,"And finish the rest WITHOUT breaking them."

Seto nodded,"Yes ma'am." he said lowly beginning to pick up the pieces of the plate. He was unaware of the extra week that had been added to his punishment due time he would soon learn. Mrs. Taylor narrowed her eyes at him and spat a couple words before leaving,"Fifteen minutes to finish these dishes and have the floor mopped and swept."

"What?!" Seto instantly turned to face her but found he was alone. Fifteen minutes was not nearly the proper time to have all that done. She was absurd but, of course, he should have realised that by now. He turned back to the sink, what was he to do? He had so much to do in such a little span of time. He didn't want to find out what she would do to him if it wasn't finished. He quickly collected the pieces of the plate, trying to pick them up at a fast pace without accidentally cutting himself on a sharp edge, of course, some things just can't be avoided.

"Ow!" He said sharply pulling back his hand and softly sucking on the tip of his finger. He couldn't help the pain expression that covered his face, it soon faded into a disgusted look at the taste of the soap he had been cleaning with. "Ugh!" he spat into the sink, trying to rid himself of such a disgusting taste. "What am I going to do?" he asked himself leaning against the sink's edge. Ten more minutes left until she would return. He wondered what type of punishment she would give him surely nothing good.

"You really don't want to do that." Yukiko's voice came from behind him, it didn't startle him as much considering the calmness that flowed with her voice. He turned again and eyed her,"What?" He asked. "I said you don't want to do that." She repeated moving closer to him. "Why not?" Seto question as if he couldn't guess. "You're not stupid. I've seen you in class. Thus, get to work and finish the dishes. I'll do the floor." She said giving him a hand.

Seen me in class? He thought, so she has noticed me..? His body turned back to the sink as she pushed a small waste basket beside him,"Toss it there and let the little pieces you can't grab fall into the garbage disposal." She mumbled beginning to sweep. He nodded simply following orders, hoping that they would be done in time.

As they cleaned Seto couldn't help the fact that his eyes kept wandering toward her, mentally asking the same question over and over only not to receive any answer. He turned back toward the dishes and started working quicker. There wasn't much on the floor so she had gotten it done pretty quickly and efficiently and soon began to lightly mop over it. The dishes on the other hand seemed impossible to clean them all in the time alone but still he gave it a try.

"I'll wash, you dry." She said lightly bumping him with her hip to move him over a bit, her action more playful than forceful. He was surprised though she was shorter than him she still managed to get him to move. "um..okay." He said waiting for her to hand him a dish to dry. As she started he noticed she seemed to breeze through it handing him dish after dish, like it was something she had done for a long while.

They worked in silence for a while before Seto let out a sighed. "Yes?" She asked keeping her eyes on the dish in her hands as she scrubbed it clean. "Why are you helping me?" He looked at her taking the dish once it was done under the water. She shrugged,"Want me to stop?" She asked not attempting to give him a glance though clearly aware he had his eyes locked on her. He shook his head immediately after she asked,"No, no. Just..you reject me one minute and your kinda nice to me the next." She started on another,"Okay." she said not wanting to give much of a response, unable to explain herself. Why am I being so nice? She mentally asked herself handing him another plate moving on to the next.

"You're odd." Seto bluntly stated, he purposely left out another remark he wanted to say, not letting her know he liked her abnormality. "I know." She said with a nod before falling silent again. Not the response he expected but nonetheless still one. Seto turned back to the dishes drying them quicker seeing now there wasn't many left. It was when they heard footsteps coming closer that they picked up their speed. Finally getting to the last dish in the nic of time.

"Gotta go." Yukiko said. Seto turned to look at her to see she was already gone. "Are we do-" Mrs. Taylor started but never really finished her sentence. She looked around seeing the jobs done. Seto held his breath waiting to see what excuse he would be given about something she didn't like he found himself stunned by the fact that she had nothing more to tell him other then,"Get to fixing the table." She huffed out and walked off. He nodded watching her leave.

"Is she gone?" Her voice came in a whisper as the sink's cabinet door opened. Seto looked down and backed away,"So that's where you went." He said leaning down to get a better look on how she fit. "Of course, it's where I went I'm not Houdini or Dracula..I can just disappear to nowhere when ever I feel like." She said frowning at him,"Thought you were smarter than that." She teased,"Now help me out." Seto frowned,"I am smarter than that." He objected holding on to the cabinet door. "Didn't show it." She teased more. Seto looked at her scowling he then closed the door,"You got yourself in help yourself out." He pouted crossing his small arms over his chest. Inside the cabinet, Yukiko frowned then an idea popped into her head. She though of his exact placement and smirked, opening the door quickly enough to catch him off guard in order to hit him with it.

The door caught Seto's right leg,"Ow!" he exclaimed grabbing on to it and falling against the floor sitting down,"Jerk." He hissed at her. "Should've helped." She grumbled back moving her leg trying to get out of the uncomfortable place she was in. She popped out the cabinet clawing over the floor to get the rest of her body out,"Heh." she grinned. Seto glared at her continuing soothe the pain in his leg and contemplating on whether or not it would be a wise decision to hit her for what she had done. Yukiko kept her eyes on the cabinet, tilting her head as she stared,"Hm...that cabinet...has given birth...to me..." Her words striking Seto as odd as his glared faded into some confused look, her tone of voice sounded as if she had just had some great epiphany and was too amazed by it to even give the proper reaction toward it. Yukiko thought for a moment more then smirked,"Hiya mommy." She said as she lifted herself up from the floor. She then turned her head to Seto who gave her an odder expression before laughing. "You're odd. Really odd." he said between his laughter,"I gotta go and do the table." She gave him a wave before heading toward a different direction.

Author's Note:

Hello, how are you readers? I'm happy to know that people still read this. I've been doubting myself with it lately and have found myself at a block. So, for this chapter I decided to give it a little of a somewhat happy end. I am currently working on the next chapter and hope to have it up soon.

-crosses her fingers-

It would be a lot easier if I had a laptop/computer of my own.

Thank you so very much for reading my story. You readers have no idea ho happy it makes me to know it's being read.