Hive Mind - A Random Collection Of Oneshots

YGO - Willingness - Blueshipping - Seto x Kisara

Seto had never understood his younger brother's immense willingness to take part in social events – as soon as the dark haired boy had reached the age of fifteen he was beyond eager to take his older brother's place at social events with other corporate kings. The raven haired kid had grown into his name, now looking as powerful as his older brother had in his own high school days.

Another thing that struck Seto as rather bizarre about Mokuba was that he was always befriending the underdog, a position that he himself avoided at all costs. The now seventeen year old Kaiba had made an expansive group of friends, frequently inviting them to join him at social events outside of Domino City, throwing the money he makes through the company around to include as many people as possible. His heart is big.

The older Kaiba shakes his head, recalling the extensive conversations Mokuba had been having with him about his dearest friend, a first year girl called Kisa-chan that he met back in middle school. They had been rather close, even in the awkward year when he was in high school and she was stuck in middle school.

He had never pried much into his brother's friendships, but this Kisa-chan person struck him as an anomaly, hearing that name be released from his younger brother's lips seemed natural, like he was meant to meet her. As much as he attempted to avoid acknowledging his trip to Ancient Egypt, it had awoken a sudden understanding of fate and destiny which he embraced and resented simultaneously.

He stretches his sluggish limbs as he stands up from his work station, on some lucky days, the rich man would get the luxury of working from home. Its way into the evening now, and he ought to replenish his caffeine supply as well as actually eat dinner. The smell of whatever Mokuba is making wafts upstairs to greet him as he shuffles downstairs to busy himself with making coffee.

The kitchen is the first door on the left once you have decended the stairs, but when Seto turns into the room, he sees a second person in there – a young girl dressed in a chocolate brown pleated skirt and a caramel coloured shirt. She stands at the dishwasher, unloading it and handing plates to Mokuba.

Seto cannot help but feel the slightest bit embarrassed by the fact that he just stumbled upon his younger brother while he is entertaining, but continues on his way to the coffee maker and starts to busy himself.

Mokuba clears his throat, a smirk crossing his lips as he waves his older brother's steaming coffee cup before him.

"I just made you a coffee nii-sama!" Mokuba exclaims.

"Thank you, Mokuba," Seto says as he sips the scolding coffee, feeling refreshed as his taste-buds are scorched.

"Nii-sama, this is Kisa-chan! Kisa-chan, this is my nii-sama, Seto!" Mokuba's aging had never truly struck Seto until that moment, when he realised his younger brother was the same height as he is – that his raven black locks are hanging in a neat and tidy ponytail that ends at the small of his back. He wears small thin rectangular glasses with thin frames – even in his school uniform he now shares an aura of superiority and financial prosperity. Seto could not help but be proud that he now shares that trait with his younger brother.

"Hello. I'm Kisa-chan, it's nice to finally meet you Seto-sama," the girl says, drawing Seto's attention to her.

He tries to remain composed but thoughts are soaring through the rich man's head, memories of things Mokuba had said to him:

"I met this girl at school today, Nii-sama! She looks kinda like a chubby version of that girl you paint."

    "Shut up, Mokuba."

"Kisa-chan is super cool! You need to meet her someday, Nii-sama!"

    "Someday, yes, but not now, Mokuba."