disclaimer: "i do not own yugioh."

"talk"

'thoughts'

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Seto walked out of his office, his brief case in his hand. He glanced at the watch. 12pm. Not good. He wondered if mokuba had eaten dinner and was asleep. 'He better be, or he will find his favorite games missing.' He sat in his limo and instructed his driver to take him home. The driver didn't respond. 'What the hell.' He got out of the limo and went to the front, only to find the driver sleeping.

'Wake up you lazy man." He growled at the poor man, who woke up, hearing the voice of his boss.

"I'm sorry master kaiba. Please forgive me." he begged seto.

"I have no time for this. I'll decide your fate tomorrow. Just take me home now." He got back in the limo and leaned back into the comfy seats. His eyes threatened to shut, but something in the back of his mind kept him awake and alert. Suddenly, he felt the limo go zigzag. 'What is happening?' he was wide-awake now. He tried to contact his driver on the intercom but all he heard was snores. 'Shit, the moron is sleeping.' He didn't have time to think of another insult because the limo crashed into a concrete wall. Seto's body went flying forward and a sickening sound was heard.

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Mokuba sat at the dinning table, breakfast cereal in front of him. He didn't feel like eating. In fact, he didn't feel like doing anything at all. Seto hadn't returned home from the office last night. He had checked everyplace where he thought he could be but no success. Roland was out right now, trying to locate the billionaire. He had instructed mokuba to stay home, in case seto returned and panicked not finding mokuba home.

The phone rang, making mokuba jump. He ran towards it and picked it. It was Rolland.

"Roland, what did you find?"

"I am afraid it is bad news master mokuba." Roland's shaking voice came, worrying mokuba.

Mokuba was running through the hospital corridors, trying to locate Roland. He spotted him, sitting in the lobby. He came towards mokuba and led him into a room. Mokuba gasped at what he saw. Seto was lying on the bed, eyes closed. He didn't seem very hurt, since the only bandage he had was around his eyes. Around his eyes. That couldn't be good.

"Who is there?" seto's rough voice ripped through the silence of the room.

"It's me seto, mokuba. What happened to you? Are you okay?" mokuba ran to his brother's side, sitting beside him on the bed.

"It's nothing mokuba. Stupid driver fell asleep on the wheel and bumped into a frickin' wall. I got some cuts on my arms and legs, besides that everything is fine."

"Fine? How could you say that? And what about the bandage on your eyes?"

"I hit my head and… I fractured the nerves around my eyes. So I am temporarily blind. Nothing to worry about. The doctors have performed the surgery already"

"How long will you stay like this seto?"

"Probably a week in the hospital and then I'll come home. Don't worry kiddo. I'm fine."

"No you're not. I am going to talk to the doctor." Mokuba left the room to find the doctor, leaving seto and Roland in the room. He spotted the doctor talking to a nurse.

"Excuse me Dr. I am mokuba kaiba, seto kaiba's brother." He extended his hand for the doctor to shake, who accepted it graciously.

"Ah Mr. Mokuba. I was expecting you. I needed to talk to you since your brother refused to listen to me." mokuba smiled nervously.

"Yeah. He is like that sometimes. So what is it Dr.?"

"As you know, your brother was in an accident. Lucky for him, he didn't get hurt badly. But still, he'll need rest. Also, we have performed the surgery on his eyes. You mustn't remove or let him remove the bandages for at least two weeks."

"Ok, I'll try. He doesn't really do what others tell him to do. But I'll try. But how is he supposed to get around if he can't see anything?" mokuba knew seto wasn't going to use a walking stick.

"You can hire someone to help him around the house. That person will take care of him, help him walk and do other odd jobs for him."

"That's a really good idea. I just hope seto agrees as well. Thank you doctor." He said and walked back into seto's room. Roland was sitting on a chair, writing some notes on a diary while seto was talking, probably dictating stuff. Mokuba sighed. Seto never stops.

"Roland stop." He told Roland, who looked at him surprised but stopped nonetheless. Mokuba then turned to seto. "And you. What do you think you're doing? You're not supposed to work but rest. After we leave this place, I will be the one going to Kaiba Corp. I can handle it." Seto's face went pale.

"Then what I'll I do mokuba? I can't stay home all day. I'll be bored out of my mind."

"I know. So I'm going to hire someone to help you get around the house. I can't have you bumping into stuff and falling of the stairs, breaking your neck."

"Hire someone?" seto screamed. "Oh no you're not. I am not going to spend the whole day with some old hag who'll scold me every waking second." Mokuba laughed.

"Fine. We won't get an old hag. I'll hire some pretty girl. Then you'll be happy." He laughed even more when seto made a disgusted face.

"I think I'll stick with the hag. I don't want some bimbos giggling all day and doing nothing but trying to touch me. No way."

"Calm down seto. I'll post an add in the paper. We'll have every girl in the city. I'll pick the best one."

"No mokuba. I'LL pick one. I'll conduct the interviews my self." An evil smile appeared on his face. 'And I'll make sure no one leaves without tears falling.'

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Mokuba sighed as another girl ran past him, crying loudly, hands covering her face. That was the last unfortunate one. He frowned and walked towards his brother's room. Countless girls had been in the same situation before and they all came from seto's room. He had been brought home yesterday and was conducting the interviews today. Just as mokuba suspected, all the girls in the city and some girls from other towns and cities came for the interview. He sent them into seto's room, one by one and they all ended up crying. He glanced at the watch. 5:00pm.

The add was in the morning paper. And it seemed like every girl who read it ran towards the mansion without wasting a single second. At 7:30, they were banging at the door, ringing the doorbell. After they had been invited inside the mansion, mokuba was informed of their arrival. The poor kid was shocked to see a hundred girls in their living room. All of them were dressed in scant clothes. He laughed realizing that seto couldn't see, so all of their hard work was in waste. They were gaping at the beauty and the size of the mansion. Some of them were even day dreaming, imagining themselves in there.

Mokuba was told by seto to stall the mob, as seto had called it, until seto was ready to see them. That wasn't much of a problem since they were already busy yelling at each other. However, mokuba did have a problem trying to stop the girls from ripping each other into half. They were threatened y each other and wee acting like rabid animals. It got even worse when it was time to send them in his room. Everyone wanted to be the first to be blessed with the sight of seto kaiba. Two girls started a catfight and had to be escorted out. The rest drew straws to determine the order. It was completely crazy. When the first girl came out crying, mokuba knew what fate would be fall the rest. The other girls, however, seemed relieved at the fact that they still had a chance.

It was funny how all the girls died just for a mere glance from his brother and he knew his brother would die before acknowledging their presence. He sighed again and entered the room. Seto was sitting in a chair. His head shot up in the direction of the door as mokuba entered.

"You should have learnt from the other losers and left." Seto began, thinking it was another girl. "Or do you think you are different then them? Even without my eyesight, I can see what a loser you are. Nonetheless. If you want to get humiliated, then let's start. I don't want to keep you waiting and I don't want to spend a single second in the same room as you." Mokuba shook his head disappointed.

"It's me seto." A relieved look appeared on seto's face.

"Finally. Is it over mokuba? Tell me they are all gone." He practically begged mokuba. Mokuba could see he was tired.

"Yeah. It's over. That was the last one. I can't believe you did this to them seto." A smirk appeared on seto's face.

"Did what mokuba?" he asked innocently but mokuba knew better.

"You scared half of them by the look you gave them. And if they didn't run, you insulted them until they could take no more and ran away."

"It's not my fault. I did that to get rid of the morons. It's not my fault all of them were morons." Mokuba felt like screaming.

"Seto. If you just let me pick one, it could have been over a long time ago and you wouldn't have been this tired."

"It wouldn't have mokuba. Besides, I couldn't let those shrewish women hurt you."

"But now we don't have anyone to look after you seto."

"Nonsense mokuba. I am not a cripple. I can take care of my self just fine. There's not a girl in the world that can handle me mokuba and you know that. Those harpies need help opening their lipstick. How the hell are they going to help me? Don't worry kid." He tried to get up and walk towards his bed but bumped into a table, then the dresser and would have bumped into the washroom door if mokuba hadn't gotten up and guided him towards the bed.

"You need to rest seto. So I'll see you later. K. Rest." He emphasized on the word 'rest' because he knew seto wasn't going to get any.

Closing the door behind him, he walked out of the mansion and walked down the street, deep in thought. What was he going to do about seto? He knew his brother was right when he said no girl could handle him. No girl could withstand his insults and his attitude. But he couldn't watch over him 24/7. He had to go to school and Kaiba Corp. leaving seto alone, with no supervision would be a big mistake. He feared seto would break a leg or two trying to go to the bathroom. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't see the person standing in front of him, and so ended up bumping into the person.

"Oh I'm so sorry. I didn't see where I was going." He quickly apologized to the person who happened to be a girl. Her hair was covering her face so he couldn't see who she was.

"It's okay mokuba." the girl looked up and smiled at him. It was tea.

"Oh tea. Hey. How are you doing?"

"I'm doing okay. What about you? I heard about your brother. I'm so sorry. How is he?" mokuba was surprised at the concern in her eyes. But then again, she was always so nice to him and his brother.

"He's doing fine, considering its seto kaiba who got hurt and not seto." Tea put an assuring hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry mokuba. If it's kaiba that got hurt, he'll be good in no time."

"I guess. But he can't see anything. He had surgery and has bandages covering his eyes. That's what concerns me the most."

"Then why don't you get some nanny to look after him? Not exactly a nanny but someone who will stay with him." mokuba smiled wryly.

"I tried that already. He scared about 70 girls and made the rest of them run away crying." Tea started laughing and he couldn't help but smile.

"I didn't expect anything less from him. Anyway, so what are you going to do now?" Mokuba's smile turned upside down.

"I don't know. Can you help me tea? Please." Tea stared at his puppy dogface and sighed in defeat.

"Ok, let me think about it." She taped her chin a couple of times and then snapped her fingers. "I got it. I know someone who can help your brother." Mokuba's smile dimmed a bit but he decided to listen to what she had to say.

"Serenity is the perfect person. She was in the same situation as your brother and she made it through. She will help him." tea seemed very happy at her idea but mokuba seemed worried.

"Umm tea. I don't think it's a very good idea."

"Why?"

"Because it's my brother we're talking about. He insults every living being. Serenity might not be able to take the insults. I don't think she can handle my brother. And if seto knows it's Joey's sister who wants to take care of him, he would go berserk."

"I know. But what if he didn't know who was looking after him? He wouldn't treat us the way he usually does." Mokuba's face lit up.

"You're brilliant tea."

"I am?" she was surprised. What exactly made mokuba think of her as brilliant.

"Yes. It's perfect. He won't know who is the person. Tea, can you please take this job?" tea blankly stared at mokuba.

"It's not funny mokuba."

"It's not a joke tea. I'm serious. You are the only one who can stand up to him. I have seen you tell hi off a coupe of times and I know you get him to do whatever you want. He is stubborn but you can be too. You can match him, insult to insult. And I'll be kind of relieved knowing that you're with him. I trust you. Please."

"I can't mokuba. Have a job. And I—." But mokuba cut her off.

"I'll pay you double. Please tea. Say yes. If not for seto, for me. Please tea." the puppy dogface was added to the request, making it impossible for tea to refuse.

"Okay mokuba." he jumped in joy.

"Cool. You can come with me right now and see him." tea apologetically glanced at him.

"Sorry. I can't come now. I am supposed to meet Yugi and Joey at the park. I'll come later, probably at 6:00pm. K." mokuba didn't are as long as she came.

"It's perfectly okay. I'll see you then. And thanks tea." she smiled.

"No problem." They walked their separate ways.

'I hope I didn't make a mistake accepting Mokuba's offer.' Tea thought. He couldn't see her so no more of the cheerleader stuff. She could do it. I mean, how hard could it be to take care of a mature, 17 year old CEO, who just happened to be the biggest jerk alive. Little did she know, she was in for a hell of a ride on the ass express.

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