Yami walked downstairs and after looking around he found Bakura. "Bakura what are you doing here? I thought you'd be in the meeting with Seto."

"I was just waiting on the last of my parents' stuff to be put into place."

"They brought that much?"

"Unfortunately, why I don't really know."

"I see." Yami said.

Then two guards walked out and bowed.

"That was the last of what we saw sir." The guard Randy said.

"We can check again to be certain that's everything if you wish sir?" The other guard named John said.

Bakura shook his head, "That won't be necessary. However, after you put the buggy away, fix up the one Haddock uses when he goes into town to get more supplies for the kitchen. You might ask him if he wishes to go or at least get a list. Be sure to let him know that there is a bad storm coming and no way to know how long it will last. Then wait, you will be escorting at least my mother to town for food supplies."

The guards bowed. "Yes, Sir Bakura." Then they left.

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Then they walked into the conference room to see Seto standing next to the window staring out the window; Ryo was sitting at the table staring out the window and his parents were sitting calmly talking to each other.

"I'm sorry I took so long, my king. But my parents brought a lot of stuff."

"It's fine." Seto said, then turned around to find Yami. "Yami what are you doing here? I asked you to look after Mokuba."

"He's sleeping and Varon's in the room with him, he's fine. I wanted to be here to hear what happened myself and to keep you from hurting Ryo, which in turn would upset Mokuba."

"Fine, as long as someone's with him." Seto said, sitting down along with Bakura and Yami.

Ryo sighed, "I am sorry, Seto. I never wanted this to happen. I was helping to load up the wagon. I never expected Noah to show or for my mom to just blatantly ignore everything I told her about Noah and Mokuba and to just leave him alone with him. It's my fault. I should have taken him and his bag and put them both in the wagon. I was stupid to just leave him alone."

Seto sighed, "No, I've had time to cool off and think about it. I don't blame you."

Yami, Bakura and Ryo looked at him in shock.

"I realized we were no better. He was here safe and sound inside the castle and due to our fighting he ran off and this happened. To blame you for something that you couldn't help would be like blaming Yami for this happening to Mokuba the first time."

"SETO!" Yami cried, surprised that Seto was saying he was to blame!

"Calm down Yami. I said it'd be like blaming you. I can't blame you for something that wasn't either of our faults. We both should have realized sooner that Mokuba was missing. Hell Noah would have had his way with Mokuba if we hadn't gotten there when we did. We wouldn't have even realized there was trouble if Yugi hadn't told us that he missed treatments. If I were to blame anyone I'd blame myself more than I would anyone else. We both knew he was sensitive to our fighting and yet I let my damn pride once again get in the way."

"It wasn't just you, Seto. I was as much to blame for the fighting as you were. I realized that he hadn't come to dinner but we were stupid. We should have checked or had someone check on him."

"I think everyone here is overreacting. I'm sure whoever this Noah person you speak of is, didn't really do anything. You just jumped to your own conclusions on what happened. The same with his family, they gave him a little discipline and you automatically jumped to abuse!"

This outraged everyone but her husband! Her husband just sat there nodding his agreement.

Ryo stood up slamming into the table before anyone else did. "This Noah person!" He was outraged at her attitude. "This Noah person we speak of is the same one you were coddling after he raped Mokuba! He probably saw you were stupid and would have asked to take him home with him where he could properly rape him. And you and your attitude would have probably been more than happy to oblige."

Zoey glared at her son. "Ivera's boy? How can you think he'd do this? He's a very sweet boy! He would never do something like this."

"Very sweet sociopath if you ask me." Bakura muttered.

"Why did he have Mokuba's pants down then?" Ryo demanded to know.

"He said they were old friends. Perhaps the boy had snow or something in his pants and needed help to get it out."

"Right and next I suppose you're going to try to tell everyone here what a loving and caring mother to me you were. That alone should have told me to just take Mokuba and put him in the wagon where I knew he'd be safe."

"He was perfectly safe. If I had felt there was any danger I wouldn't have left him alone. And I'll have you know that I was a very good mother to both you and your brother."

"I won't debate the issue of if you felt there was danger, since obviously your idea of danger and ours is totally different." Ryo said, "But as for me, oh yes you did a wonderful job. It's easy to be wonderful parents when you only see your kid a couple of times a year."

"It was more than a couple." Zoey said.

"Really, Bakura, how often were mom and dad around when you were young?"

"Enough, though I saw my nannies more than them. I hated traveling all over the place."

"Well then I suppose that makes me lucky. I never had the chance to travel."

"Now see here Ryo, your mother and I did our best with you." Jake said.

"Really, then why was it that for years I thought Aunt Jane was my mother? I hated you, both! You'd show up out of the blue every so often and drag me to your home just so you can play house for a day or two. Even when I'd tell you to take me home you'd ignore me and tell me to go play in my room, which had no toys, only books! When I'd scream at you demanding you take me home to my mother you'd laugh and tell me I was silly and push me down or aside whichever suited you at the time and tell me you were my mother. Of course Aunt Jane would apologize and tell me you were just delusional having Bakura leave home and all. Though she didn't deny the fact that father was in fact my father too, but that Bakura was only my half-brother."

"You believed her?" Zoey asked.

"So, what because I was sheltered from the world and didn't know what sex was or how babies were born till I was 13, I should have automatically known? Unlike you I trusted her! Father did tell me when I was 14 that you really were my mother and that Jane was my aunt. I never fully accepted it till she died and told me everything on her deathbed. She feared I'd hate her knowing the truth. But honestly, I'm glad she made me think of her as my mother."

"WHAT? How could you!"

"Simple really. She was all I knew. You'd show up maybe once twice a year sometimes more and on holidays. By believing she was my mother, I never longed for you or pined for you. Wondering when you were coming home to me. It also saved me the disappointments of watching you leave. I was sad when dad had to leave, but it was okay. I didn't really miss you much."