That night Ryo knocked on Mokuba's bedroom door. Mokuba opened it and was a little surprised to see Ryo.

Ryo smiled, "Hey kid, may I come in?"

Mokuba nodded and opened the door wider for him. Ryo walked in and sat down on the bed. Mokuba closed the door and walked over to him.

Ryo pulled the boy closer. "I am sorry about this afternoon kiddo. Master Pegasus refused to teach those moves he felt they were unnecessary. Honda said they might not be necessary but felt that we should know them. I really didn't mean to hurt you."

Mokuba smiled and threw his arms around his neck. "I understand big brother."

Ryo smiled and squeezed the boy tight. To Ryo no stuttering when he said that meant or at least he hoped that meant he did truly forgive him. "Now, it's time for treatments you want me to take you?"

Mokuba sighed and sat up, "Do w-we have to go?"

Ryo looked at him and understood. He'd never protested going before. Seeing the pain the new stuff caused, Ryo understood why he was protesting.

"I'm sorry kiddo, I know it hurts worse. I can feel it when you hold me. But it's working. The old stuff seemed to be ignoring the bigger marks. Seto told me he thinks that Noah's toy was what's called a flogger. The old stuff seemed to be ignoring those marks as well as the thicker ones. This new stuff seems to be doing a good job of getting rid of those."

Mokuba sighed. He didn't need an explanation; he already knew the answer to his question before he really asked it. But he had a small hope.

"Come on, we'll go see if Seto or Yami want to go with us."

Mokuba nodded and took Ryo's hand.

They walked into the family room to see Maura was getting Yami to help her with some harder, more complicated problems. She had asked Samantha for harder questions to practice with.

"Excuse me, Seto, Yami. It's time for Mokuba's treatments. I wanted to see if either of you wanted to go with us." Ryo said.

'Treatments… again? I really wish I knew what kind of treatments.' Maura thought.

"You go ahead Seto, I'll stay here and finish helping Maura with her work." Yami said.

Seto nodded and walked over to Mokuba who held out his hand. Seto gladly took it.

After they left Maura looked up at Yami and asked, "Yami, what's wrong with Mokuba? He doesn't look sick to me."

"What? On no, sweetheart, he's fine."

"Then what kind of treatments?"

Yami was at a loss for words. Yami got lucky, as Mai happened to walk in at that moment.

"Master Atemu sir, it's Mistress Maura's bed time."

Yami was relieved, "Okay, kid, go on, it's bedtime."

Maura wanted to protest but the way Yami quickly picked up the books and helped push her up towards the door she got the hint he wasn't going to tell her.

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The next day Yami decided that since he had some free time, he'd spend it with the kids. Yami walked into the playroom in time to hear.

"Mokuba, are you excited about Christmas?"

Mokuba shrugged. "A l-little I guess."

Maura couldn't understand why he wasn't more excited.

Yami sighed he knew all too well why. Though he had to admit after Seto had said that he explained Christmas to him, Yami did find it a touch strange that Mokuba wasn't more excited.

"I wonder if Santa will come. Christmas was my father's favorite time of year. It was also the one time of year I was free to do what I wanted; I didn't have school or princess lessons. I could just be me for once."

This was the second time Mokuba had heard of Santa. He always remembered Asana seemed excited about this Santa. He'd forgotten to ask Seto about it. "Who or w-what is a Santa?"

Maura looked at him, "You don't know who Santa Claus is?"

Yami feared she may start to call him names or tease him which would only serve to upset the boy more he spoke up. "Maura don't tease him. He's not used to it. He's sensitive when it comes to things he doesn't know."

"But how can he not know?" Maura asked, hoping Yami would finally tell her what he's been avoiding about Mokuba's past.

Instead, he simply said, "Come on, let's go over here and discuss this."

"W-what are we g-going to d-d-dis-" Mokuba never finished as Yami gently placed his finger on the boy's lips.

"Shh, in a second. Maura, you can join us." Yami said and took the boy's hand and led him over to a big chair. Then he pulled him close as Maura stood next to the chair. "We need to get your speech teacher to help you with bigger words. Now, slow down and try to say it again."

"Why? You already know what he was going to ask." Maura said.

"Because the point is to help him with his stuttering. His stuttering won't get better if he doesn't work at it. Now take it slowly and try again."

Mokuba sighed and shook his head.

"Come on, Mokuba, you need to work on it."

Mokuba still shook his head.

Yami sighed. "Okay then how about I tell you the story of Santa Claus."

Mokuba smiled and nodded his head. He liked that idea.

Yami smiled and pulled the boy into his lap, then got an idea. "You want to sit on my other knee, Maura?"

"Really?"

"Sure."

Soon Yami had his hands full with both kids in his lap. By the time he finished, both kids were sound asleep. However, he couldn't move without waking one of the kids. He settled in to take a nap.

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A half hour later, he was woken up.

"I see you have your hands full."

Yami blinked, "Seto?"

"So, how did you manage this?"

"Well since someone didn't tell Mokuba the story of Santa Claus, someone else had to."

"I told you to begin with I don't believe in that."

"Yes, but it seems little Maura here does. Now are you just going to stand there and stare or are you going to help me."

"Why? You seem to be doing fine."

Yami just glared at him. "My arms are going to sleep. I can't move without waking them and I can't exactly carry them both."

Seto shook his head, leaned down and lightly shook Mokuba. "Come on kiddo."

"I could have woken him." Yami said.

Mokuba sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Come here, kiddo."

Mokuba looked up at Seto and held up his arms and he picked him up.

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A/N: Just leave it be on the Santa Claus age thing. Everyone tells me 10 is too old to believe, that 6 is the average age. I don't much believe that but since everyone seems to confirm it, there's not a lot that can be done. I personally still believed at 13. So please don't flame me saying that they wouldn't believe at that age. I'm doing my best to keep things as close to the reality of the timeline as possible with only a few modern additions.