Mokuba thought about what his friends had said and remembered little Chris' words about something to connect him to all three of his big brother's. He went to the same store where he'd gotten his necklaces. Mokuba started to look around. As he was searching, he came upon several charms but he was saddened when none connected to the other. He thought about getting some anyway but he wasn't sure.

Rishid the owner came out and saw Varon looking at some necklaces.

"Is there something specific I can help you find?"

"No, I was just looking for something nice to get my mother and sister."

Rishid pulled out four and showed them to him. He wasn't sure which ones he liked better.

Mokuba gave up when he didn't see anything he liked or rather what he wanted. He saw several things he liked but none that connected. So, he went back over and looked to see what Varon had.

Varon noticed the boy and showed them to him. "Which one do you think Talana would like, kiddo?"

Rishid's eyes went wide seeing Mokuba. How could he forget his best customer? Well one he couldn't forget that is.

Mokuba thought for a minute. "I l-like that one better." He said pointing to one that was a square with small jewels in it. The other had an "s" shape and two pink balls in each section.

Varon looked them both over. "Yeah I think you're right, I think she would like this one better."

Varon started to look for one for his mother and a small charm bracelet for Sami.

Rishid then walked over to Mokuba with a circle of charms. "We meet again, little one."

Mokuba looked at him and smiled.

"You know about a month or so ago I started to have strange dreams. In them, you returned to me looking for something special. After this went on for a week, I was suddenly inspired. I don't know by what but I knew we'd meet again. So I made this." Rishid said opening up a medium size case.

Mokuba's eyes went wide. It was a circle of charms, all connecting to each other at the base. As Mokuba looked them over he saw one was a dragon sleeping, one looked like a wand with a small crystal on top, one was a sword and the last two were of a cat and a dog.

"Well what do you think little one?"

Mokuba smiled. "I l-love it."

"That's good since I had it especially made for you."

"F-for me?" Mokuba questioned.

"That's right."

Varon walked over after finding all that he wanted.

"I'm sorry kiddo, but that looks way too expensive. I know the king said you could get anything. But you already have necklaces that connect." Varon said.

Mokuba sighed; he knew Varon was right, and then looked up. "I k-know but c-can't I at l-least get the three for Seto, Ryo and Yami, please?"

As Varon looked at the kid, he wanted to say no but he couldn't. "All right, but just the three."

Rishid was not happy since he'd made the circle of family he called it. From what little he knew of the boy he'd come to discover that he had anywhere from 2 to 3 brother's. He couldn't understand why he made a fifth one though. It was obvious just from that conversation alone that it was apparently 3 but no 4th person. Yet in his dreams he clearly saw 4 people with the boy but he was now confused as to why.

Mokuba however was happy. He would fix up his new charms on necklaces. Since these didn't come with necklaces, he could make some. He had some small shells he felt he could use and if not maybe he could convince Seto or Ryo to go to the lake with him to get some more.

Varon paid for his then Mokuba's and they went to another store where Mokuba looked around and found beads and other little ornaments. He chose several things. All small enough but none in his opinion would take away from the charm itself. He wanted it to stand out.

Next, they went to the antiques store that Yami seemed to like so well. Mokuba looked around but it didn't see anything interesting till they were about to leave when he froze. The painting in front of him on a high self was amazing. He knew Varon would never let him get it but it was still something he was in love with. It was a picture of a blue-eyes white dragon sleeping, the dark magician was leaned against him sleeping with the baby dragon curled up in his lap, the blue-eyes' tail was wrapped around them both protectively with a little puppy sleeping on his tail and what looked like maybe an angel was laying with its head on the dragon's back.

Varon walked over and put his hand on his shoulder. "You okay kid?"

Mokuba nodded. "V-Varon."

"What?"

"C-can I g-get a c-closer look at that p-painting?"

"I guess so."

Varon picked him up and held him closer to the painting. Mokuba was so entranced by it that he started to reach out and touch it. Varon was about to tell him not to touch it, but just as his hand got within a few inches of the picture he suddenly jerked, pulling his hand back and rubbing it as if someone had hit him.

As Mokuba was reaching out a flashback hit him of a time his stepmother brought home a painting. It looked so realistic that Mokuba wanted to touch it. He reached out but then his stepmother hit his hand with a wooden spoon she had in her hand yelling at him not to touch.

Varon couldn't understand why he was rubbing his hand. No one had touched him. Believe me they would have been given what for if they had. Varon was very protective of Mokuba, especially when the king or Sir Ryo weren't around. "You okay kid?"

Mokuba only nodded. "C-can we go now? S-Seto's p-probably waiting for us."

"Of course." Varon said, setting the kid down.

As they were walking out Mokuba accidentally bumped into someone because he was still looking at the painting.

"S-Sorry." Mokuba said.

The man smiled. "It's quite alright, JJ. I'm fine."

Mokuba blinked in surprise and looked up at the man in question. He cocked his head. Something about the man felt familiar but yet strangely scary at the same time. He couldn't understand why though. Few people outside his family actually knew his name. Mostly it was Ivera's other adopted kid, or Noah's or one of the girls' stepbrother or just simply their worker or slave. Beyond that, hardly anyone actually remembered his name. Mokuba couldn't understand how this man knew him though. He couldn't for the life of him place him.

Varon walked over and placed his hands on Mokuba's shoulders. He hadn't heard the man call Mokuba by his old name. "I'm sorry Mr. Hermàn. He should have been watching where he was going. You've got to stop daydreaming Mokuba or you'll run into more people."

Mokuba only nodded.

The man simply smiled. "No harm done my boy."

Varon took Mokuba's hand and took him back to the shop they had left Seto in.

'So, I see Ivera didn't take my advice and return the boy to the castle. I knew the moment I saw the king ride away that the boy would eventually be taken back by the prince. How I wouldn't have loved to have done him, like I did Noah. But the kid was just too small. I was afraid if I did, I'd hurt him. Then Ivera would have killed me for hurting him to the point that he couldn't work. Though I'm sure she'd have killed me if she ever found out what happened between me and Noah. I wish she had left Asana home alone with JJ. I'd have loved to have done her too! It's a shame really the few times I went back to try for JJ when he was older, they were either home or JJ wasn't there.'

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Varon and Mokuba returned to find Seto pacing outside the store.

"There you two are, we're going to be late meeting Samantha." Seto said.

"S-sorry." Mokuba said.

"It's all right. Let's get going." Seto said, taking Mokuba's hand.

They arrived and saw Samantha waiting for them.

"Hope you haven't been waiting long."

"No, not long at all. Shall we go in?"

"Yes, let's." Seto said, taking her hand and going inside.

"Greetings my king. Little one, Miss. I'm Mana, I'm your host. Anywhere in particular you'd like?"

"Something nice and near a window for Mokuba."

"Very well, this way." Mana said, leading them to a booth on the second floor. Near where they stayed last time.

Seto let Mokuba in first and then got in himself.

"Now what would you like for drinks?"

"I'll have Ice Tea." Samantha said.

"Make that two." Seto said, "With lemon. And a soda for Mokuba."

"All right I'll have that right out to you."

"So, Seto, what are you going to get?"

"I'm not sure."

Mokuba stared at the menu. He could read most of it but that didn't help. He didn't know what half of the stuff was. Finally, he set the menu down and stared out the window, his mind still racing trying to figure out who that man was and how he knew his name.

Seto looked over at him. "Hey kid, did you find something you liked?"

Mokuba shook his head no.

"What's wrong having trouble reading it?" Seto asked.

"T-that's n-not the problem."

"Oh, well what is it then?" Seto asked.

"I d-don't know what anything is."

Seto smiled. 'For a minute I was worried that his reading lessons weren't going as well as I thought they were.'

"Here are your drinks, are you ready to order?" Mana asked, setting the drinks down.

Seto smiled, "Yes, we'll have two country chicken strip baskets."

"That sounds good make it three."

'Chicken strips? How can chickens have strips?' Mokuba wondered.