WhiteAsukalover: You should be, this shit is about to get crazy! Hahaha, thanks for your review!

Lace Kyoko: I was glad to get your reviews! Yeah, I'm not sure how anyone would cheat at chess either. I always think of the pixar short that was at the beginning of a Bug's Life, that's how I envision someone would cheat. Thanks for your reviews, enjoy the chapter!

MythCreatorWriter: It's great that everything was flowing well for you and everything seemed to fit. I don't know how I keep doing that, but I've always sort of had an idea of it in my head and kind of think it makes a bit more sense than the anime left us with. Also, its fun to do, and makes it feel like the story is more original. And holy crap, the YGO creator?? Are you saying Takahashi said that? If so, that's SO TIGHT! There is more, there's not a lot more, but I'm planning on ending the story pretty well. Oh yeah, the last sentence in my story did sound like something they would say, I thought that too after I wrote it. Honestly that's how I think; I tend to monologue a lot in my head on a day-to-day basis. Concerning the second to last paragraph, I feel like it fit pretty well. I mean, I wrote it basically to set the mood and also help with the placement for this chapter. The last sentence could've been removed but, I dunno, I kinda like it. They probably could've been written differently but at the same time, some scenes come to me and they are as they are. Like with this chapter, I tried to add onto the ending and it didn't fit because sometimes scenes are supposed to end there(for me at least, I've had these scenes stuck up in my head for a while so it seems more permanent to me, I guess) Oh yes, physical description… my worst nightmare. I love dialogue way too much;.; Anyways, thanks for the review!

Ash Kaiba: Yes! I have read the original manga. I forgot to mention that not only was the chess match from the manga, but his death was tied into it a little as well. I like to draw from both the Japanese anime, American anime, as well as the manga to mix in the best combination for my work and the broken window was supposed to go along with Gozaburo dying by jumping out a window!(I forgot to mention that part in my note. Silly me) It's great that you noticed though! Thanks for the review!

Eringo94: That's great to hear, thank you so much for your review! It warmed my heart:] It is what I created this story for and I'm happy to hear that its working out so well for you!(or well, that you like what I did with them) You like my P.S's?XD Hahaha, that's awesome to hear!(I do them a lot…) Thanks again for your review!

Twenty-Two

Running and running and running. That's all he did. That's all he could do. That's all he needed to do to get away from this, to get his mind off of things. Seto Kaiba didn't know where he was going, he didn't know what he was going to do, all he was sure about was that he wanted to get as far from the Kaiba Mansion as possible.

The rain was pouring down on him, in a matter of minutes; his clothes were soaked from head to toe. It didn't take long for him to lose feeling in his lower legs, but Seto didn't mind. It made running easier, numbing his body enough to make it less painful too.

Seto was panting heavily as he ran. It wasn't that he was tired but more… that he was trying to mask the constant urge to scream. Other than running, Seto wanted to scream. When it had first happened, he had screamed. But now that he was out in the public, even if no one was around, he didn't want to draw attention to himself or make a scene. He just wanted to get away.

"He's dead… he's dead… he's dead…" Seto started chanting to himself, the death kept replaying over and over again in his mind. The blood had washed off his skin because of the rain, but every time Seto looked down at his hands, he could still see the splatters that had gotten on him. Seto could still see Gozaburo's blood everywhere, even miles away from the Kaiba Mansion. Seto started panting louder and tried to keep his eyes from looking anywhere on his body. He only looked straight ahead as he ran down the middle of the road. There were no cars on the road because the hour was late.

The night sky was pitched black and the moon was hidden behind a thick layer of clouds. The only source of light Seto had were the streetlights along the sidewalks.

Seto thought he would've been happy about this; Gozaburo was gone and finally out of his life! Seto was able rule Kaiba Corp. now! His misery was over! At least… that was what Seto would've thought before… but now he was beginning to ponder whether his misery had just begun.

'You haven't won at all. You may have gained control of my company but you have lost what made you human in the process.' Seto heard Gozaburo's words clearly in his mind… and he hated it. He wanted it to stop.

"No… no… shut up… shut up!" Seto yelled, hitting himself on the head with his fist, hoping to block out Gozaburo's voice. Seto didn't want it to be true; he didn't want to believe a thing Gozaburo said! He had wanted to win so badly… Seto had put everything on the line to do this and now Gozaburo was brainwashing him into believing it changed him. Seto wanted it to be worth it, and now Gozaburo… he was making him re-think everything he had achieved.

'You were just what I was looking for… one who could become just like me. I didn't say anything because you were just what I wanted. And look at you now… I was right all along.' Seto wanted it to stop. Why wouldn't it stop? Why was he hearing Gozaburo? The man was dead; Seto saw Gozaburo die with his own eyes, so why could he still see his darkened face just before it had exploded from the bullet?

"STOP!" Seto yelled at the top of his lungs, grabbing his skull and shaking it about. He needed Gozaburo out of his head. He threw off his balance and ended up tripping onto the hard pavement of the sidewalk. For a moment, his mind had calmed down as he tried to overcome his dizziness.

Seto rubbed his head gently, time started to slow down for him and he was free from hearing Gozaburo's voice. He looked over at a nearby puddle. Seto slowly inched himself over to it and looked in. There was a streetlight overhead, helping him to see into the dark waters of a tiny puddle. Seto gazed deeply into it, searching for a reflection. But no matter how hard he looked… he couldn't see one. He couldn't see his deep, ocean blue eyes, his wet, brown hair, or his pale face.

Seto saw… nothing.

It was at that moment and that moment alone that made Seto realize… he didn't know who he was anymore. For the past six years he had been trying so hard to learn everything Gozaburo had been trying to teach him… Seto wanted so badly to become CEO of Kaiba Corp. and he knew from the very day he saw Gozaburo on the television back at the orphanage that he would have to do everything Gozaburo did to get what he wanted. He had thought Kaiba Corp. was what he wanted; he had thought it was the right path for him. Seto was wrong.

Seto hadn't been aware back then what it would cost him. He hadn't known a damn thing.

Seto slammed his fist into the puddle, sending a surge of pain into his knuckles and up his arm from impaling concrete. Seto didn't mind… he didn't care anymore.

It was like, from the very beginning, it was supposed to end like this. From the very beginning he had set himself up for disaster. But now he had his company… now Gozaburo was dead… but what was he supposed to do? He couldn't lead Kaiba Corp… not after realizing what he had lost. Seto felt his face strain as he held his head back and looked up into the clouds.

It was… pointless. It was all, completely pointless.

Seto didn't know what to think of himself or his situation… he hadn't been so confused and scared since… his mother had died. That was the only day Seto had truly felt he was in a dark hole that he didn't know how to get out of. That was the first day he had ever been afraid of what the future may hold, when he didn't have a clue what would happen to him.

He started to feel a warm liquid rush down his face between the droplets of rain. It was both a soothing and painful process as the liquid trickling down the sides of his frozen face. Seto slowly got to his feet and let his legs begin to run, again, to the only place he knew he would want to go. Tears started rushing down his face for the first time in eleven years.

The last time he had cried was the day his mother died.

When Mokuba had first arrived on the scene, he wasn't sure what to think. He saw all that he had expected to see; cop cars everywhere, a crowd forming around the property, investigators searching his home. For what he heard on the radio, this was what the set up would look like. But concerning the crime itself, Mokuba was clueless. But he couldn't concern himself too much with what actually happened. He needed to focus; he realized didn't have time to think. Mokuba needed to act, he had to find Seto.

"Please, move aside. I need to get through!" Mokuba said, rushing through the crowd of people surrounding his house. When Mokuba had managed to move to the front of the crowd, he found that caution tape had been set up around the first couple feet surrounding the entire Kaiba Mansion. The people allowed to stand within the limits of the caution tape, were maids, cooks, and other people who regularly worked in the mansion, some were being questioned.

Mokuba tried to be as subtle as possible as he slipped under the caution tape and started looking around for a person he knew or at least someone he could trust. Mokuba hadn't become close to any of the people who regularly worked in the mansion, but he was desperate, and needed help. He realized he couldn't do it alone.

Mokuba's eyes looked all around and spotted an ambulance that was parked on the far side of the front lawn. The back of it was open, revealing a stretcher with a body that had already been covered with a white cloth and strapped down to a stretcher.

Mokuba felt a familiar shiver being sent down his spine when he did, but he tried to shake it off. There was no time to think about Gozaburo, Mokuba knew what he had to do. Mokuba very quietly made his way around the lawn, doing his best to not stick out, while also looking for someone to seek help from. He stopped and smiled when he came across a semi-familiar face.

"Mr. Tomuko! Hey!" Mokuba called, running over to the man. Mr. Tomuko turned around and seemed surprised to even see Mokuba.

"Master Mokuba, where have you been? Have you heard about what happened?" Mokuba was trying desperately to keep himself from crying purely out of nervousness and uncertainty. He knew he had to stay on task and focus on the facts for right now.

"Yes, I heard about it on the radio. I just got here. Listen, I need your help, Mr. Tomuko. I have to find my brother." Mr. Tomuko's initial response was to shake his head but instead he decided to try and explain why that wouldn't be possible.

"Master Mokuba, we need to stay here. There are people who need to question you and the police probably already has a search party going and-" Mokuba grabbed Mr. Tomuko by the front of his buttoned-up shirt and tried to pull him down to Mokuba's level.

"Mr. Tomuko, I have to find Seto, right now! I know you're a limo driver, you've driven me before and you're the only one I think I can trust. I need to get to Seto before anyone else does." This was the first real interaction Mokuba had ever had with Mr. Tomuko, but Mokuba was basing his trust purely off of the good vibe he got from Mr. Tomuko's presence. Mokuba felt this was the only shot he had.

Mr. Tomuko frowned. He really didn't want to do this and he knew that if he anyone found out about it, he would most likely get in trouble because of it. The authorities took questioning very seriously and everyone could be considered a suspect if they weren't present to receive it. Mr. Tomuko sighed; he had to try and make Mokuba understand.

"I want to help you, I really do, but I can't. And besides, I don't think I'm the person you would want to come to for finding Master Seto. I mean, Master Seto is the reason I'm a limo driver to begin with! He was the one that fired me in the first place all those years back and if it weren't for Gozaburo feeling 'sorry' for me a few months ago, I wouldn't even have a home… or even this dead-end job. I'm sorry, but, you're just going to have to find someone else…"

"PLEASE, Mr. Tomuko…" Mokuba said, quickly losing control over his own feelings as he began to hyperventilate, "I have to find my brother… I'm sorry he fired you, but I swear he didn't mean it. Its Gozaburo's fault that any of this even happened and I have to find my brother before he…" Mokuba started coughing, trying so hard to keep from sobbing. His emotions were quickly getting the best of him, some lose tears had already fallen down his face, "does something stupid…" Mokuba said very quietly. Mokuba wasn't doing this to try and gain pity; he honestly wanted the man's help. He hated pity, but he wouldn't be able to find Seto without Mr. Tomuko's assistance.

Mr. Tomuko stared at him. Surprised, honored, and confused… many things. This boy was on the verge of an emotional break down and out of everyone else around… Mokuba had come to him. Mr. Tomuko didn't know Mokuba at all. But Mokuba was in need of help and even though he wanted nothing more than to see Seto fall for firing him… if this boy believed in Seto's innocence, Mr. Tomuko could not refuse his request.

Mr. Tomuko took off his overcoat and top hat and put it on Mokuba. Before Mokuba could ask what he was doing, Mr. Tomuko started leading him around the crowd and under the caution tape.

"Wear these for a while. If an officer sees you, they'll want to question you immediately. I have a car parked out front; we can slip by quietly if we hang low." Mokuba looked up at Mr. Tomuko, his eyes were tearing up but his smile full of thanks. Mokuba couldn't explain in words how much this meant to him, he could only properly thank the man for what he was doing.

"Thank you… Mr. Tomuko, thank you."

"Please, don't call me Mr. Tomuko… I'm only a lowly limo driver after all. You can call me Isono." Mokuba had sniffled a bit, wiping away the tears and looking back forwards as they walked.

"Okay then… thank you, Isono." They were both silent as they slipped through the crowd of people surrounding the outer part of the property. Isono kept his hand on Mokuba's head, making sure to keep him as low as possible. Mokuba looked at the ground for most of the walk there as an added attempt to keep his identity a secret. Mokuba would see his vision blur as tears would build up, but he shook his head every time and wiped his eyes. This was no time to get emotional.

They reached the car without any problems and got in immediately. Mokuba got in the back seat while Isono was situated in the driver's seat. Isono buckled in his seat belt and looked into the rear view mirror at Mokuba.

"So how are we going to find this guy? Domino City is a big place, he could be anywhere. Do you have any idea of where he could be?" Mokuba wasn't looking back at him in the rear view mirror. His face had shifted from the brink of an emotional break down to one of a passionate determination to find his brother.

"I know where he is." Isono was yet again, surprised, to hear Mokuba's response.

"Where?" Isono asked.

"The only place he would be… Take me to the Domino City Park."

A/N: EPIC, EPIC, EPICNESS! Oh man, I am SO super excited for the next chapter. Okay, so here's the thing… I'm not sure if the next chapter will be the last chapter or if there would be another one after that, but yeah, basically there's going to be maybe 2 chapters and then that's it! Isn't that exciting?!(I actually make that sounds pretty depressing) But trust me; I've got a bundle of surprises and cool stuff waiting for you in the chapters to come! It'll be great, I assure you! Thanks for reading!