Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hot as Ice ❯ Another Brother ( Chapter 2 )

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Hot as Ice

Note: Translations from http://babelfish.yahoo.com/translate_txt

RECAP

~“Akanon Seth,” Seth introduced and those blue eyes so similar yet so strange.

“Seth,” the man whispered. ~

STORY START

“Seth” Seto breathed taking in the sight of his twin, a twin he'd search for as soon as he had control of the company but had never been able to track down, not that he'd given up, but a year or so of waiting, well you get the idea.

Glancing at his workers, whose names he had already forgotten he snapped “Get out, I'm sure you have more important things to do than stand there,” which quickly got rid of the two gawking women.

Once the door closed under his cold blue gaze he looked back at his brother, some emotion he no longer could name swelled up only to be quickly crushed by the training his adoptive father had put him through.

“Big brother?” Mokuba asked looking from him to his twin and Seto spoke with out thought, “Which one?” and Mokuba frowned, confusion filling his eyes as Seto looked down at him a small, almost unseen smile on his face.

“Big brother I don't understand!”

“I know,” Seto said walking around his desk as Seth spoke, his voice just as deep, just as husky though it held all the emotion he no longer understood.

Emotion was useless.

Emotion was weak.

It had no place in a successful business mans life.

“You've done well for yourself little brother, owning a company such as this,” he said a grin on his lips.

“One does what one can,” Seto replied coolly before saying “Mokuba, this is Seth, my…our older brother,” and the black haired boy looked up at Seth with wide grey blue eyes. They were wary, those eyes so like their fathers that Seth thought he was looking at a miniature copy of his, their father. A small clone of the one they had loved.

“Big brother…why does he look identical to you?”

“We're twins Mokuba, identical twins,” Seto said and Mokuba swallowed, trepidation covering his face before he marched over and held out his hand as Seto stood a few feet from Seth, those cold blue eyes taking in every inch of his twins' body.

“Hi,” Mokuba said as Seth's large hand swallowed his and the man murmured hello as he pulled Mokuba into a hug which surprised the thirteen year old who wasn't used to hugs, voluntary ones started by someone other than himself.

Seto didn't like to be touched.

So he wasn't surprised when Seth tried to touch his brother Seto's face became gelastic and he radiated `don't touch' which gave Seth pause.

“You've changed,” the tanned man said and Seto just nodded.

“10 years does that to people,” he said and Seth laughed as if Seto had made a joke and Mokuba looked at Seto, reading between the lines that his older brother was unsure of the situation, that he was…nervus.

And who wouldn't be? Mokuba wondered absently looking back at his other brother, gods that's going to take some getting used to, he thought before asking “Where have you been? Why weren't you with us in the orphanage?”

Those blue eyes so like his…Seto, accept so different, so open, so lively, they danced with emotion, “Egypt, I was adopted by a gypsy family and the reason I wasn't with you and Seto was because I was put in another orphanage…over in Egypt,” he said.

“Wow! Was it hot there?” Mokuba asked hoping to keep most of the attention from Seto until his brother got his bearings. His brother had never really liked people, and being a genius he often found it hard to relate to those around him. Especially if they were his age; he wasn't a social person, he proffered to be alone with his thoughts or a book or a laptop to work on some project he'd concocted.

“During the day; yes, though at night it would normally drop into the minuses, though some nights we'd get lucky and it wouldn't get that cold,” Seth replied with a frown.

“What did you do for fun?” Mokuba asked, watching Seto lean against his desk just…drinking in his twin, his mind whirling, he could tell by the emptiness of his brothers' eyes even as he stared into his other brothers' vibrant orbs.

“Camel races, chess, read,” Seth shrugged, “I was `home' schooled for the most part, though I've scored a scholarship to…” he paused as if thinking before saying “Domino high, for the next semester.”

“Wow! Seto goes there! He can show you around!” Mokuba said as Seto frowned before speaking “Do you know what classes your taking?”

“English. Art. Sport. Maths. Physics and…biology; why?”

“Just wondering,” Seto said dismissively before asking “Where are you staying?”

“…I have a housing buddy set up though I'm thinking of taking a hotel room, I hate intruding,” Seth said as he watched his twin move around the large desk and Mokuba hop up on it, swinging his little legs.

“Name?”

“Moto Yugi…”

TwoHoursL ater

Yugi rushed around the spare room of the apartment, making sure everything was in order for the exchange student his grandpa had accepted into their home. He was from Egypt; his name was Seth Akanon, something that he, Yami and his friends found amusing and that was all they knew.

Sighing he swallowed and trudged back down to the shop where his friends were currently going through the new shipment of cards hoping to strengthen their decks, even Duke was there though he was just chatting with Tristan. “Yugi, dude check it out!” Joey said flashing a shiny version of his favourite card, Flame Swordsman as the door bell jingled.

Heads turned and jaws dropped at the sight of Seto Kaiba in a pair of near casual black slacks, a white button up, his skin a nice golden colour that they had never seen before taking on a small black phone. Slung across his shoulder was what looked to be a nap sack, his walk a lazy swagger.

“Yeah, okay, no, all right, love you too, bye…yes, okay bye!” he laughed “Okay, I'll tell them…yes…no they looked good, though he was a little…stiff, yes alright bye mom.”

“Mom I have to go, yes I'll make sure to tell them…okay bye now…tell pa I said hi and Ain to keep an eye on that brother of hers, okay bye,” he said his eyes taking in the sight before him…a sight he'd been told to expect.

Hanging up before his mother, Akina, could talk some more he smiled and shook his head “Hi, I'm Seth,” he greeted and the blond…Joey, Seto didn't like the boy at all, he'd been rather vocal about it when Mokuba had been describing who he was staying with, spattered.

“You're the exchange student?” the young woman asked her eyes, a dark shade of blue wide, though there was a slight flush to her face that said she found him…what was the word girls used? Yummy.

Yeah that was it.

Raising an eyebrow he nodded, dipping into a low bow “Seth Akanon, at your servus…Ms Gardner,” he said looking up with dancing blue eyes.

Silence fell on the room before the blond spoke again “'Ow'd you know `er name?”

Seth stood in a slow, graceful movement, that was strangely sensual, and smirked “I'll answer if you answer one question first,”

“Okay,”

“Is your shock related to the fact that I look like Seto? Or more to the point that he looks like me?” Seth asked and could have sworn if someone had dropped a pin they'd have heard it in Alaska.

“…Yeah, who'd you know moneybags any how?”

“That's a mystery for another day, as for how I know her name, your Yugi is rather famous, there are fan sights dedicated to him and thus his friends are often mentioned,” Seth said, it was true, Mokuba had showed him one…along with one for Seto who had gone back to work.

“Oh,”

7:10 am

“Morning Yugi, Mr Moto,” Seth said as the two walked in to find a buffet breakfast made, two cups of hot tea and Tristan and Joey stuffing their faces.

“Where did all of this come from?” Yugi asked and the Egyptian smiled, “Breakfast. I woke early…around 4 and well as you can see made breakfast” a frown and a worried light enter those blue eyes “I hope that's alright.”

“No, no that's fine my boy,” Grandpa said with a smile as Seth handed him a plate and his mug, “It's been a while since we had a cooked breakfast, right Yugi?”

“Yeah, your birthday I think,” Yugi replied smiling as Seth pulled out a chair for him even as he tapped Joeys hand with the spatular he had when the blond reached for the last two pieces of bacon.

“I'm glade to be of servus,” Seth said before Joey spoke through a mouth full of food “Man, I wish moneybags was like this dude…” swallowing before he continued “He'd good people.”

A rich laugh filled the room before Seth said “You're just happy I feed you,” and the blond grinned.

“We should leave soon,” Yugi said once they finished eating and had put the dishes in the washer, “Or we'll be late and I doubt the school staff will like that,”

“Sure,”

8 am

The black limo pulled up as expected, not only had Mokuba said that his twin rocked up prosily at 8 not a minute before or after but Yugi and his friends had said so as well. Seth smirked as the brunette exited the dark car, briefcase in hand and silence descended on the yard as he made his way towards them. Because they were outside the front doors there was a reason for his heading in their direction. And he raised a brow as girls giggled and blushed, boys sighed and looked away and Joey tensed, his hackles rising.

The blond hated his twin.

The blond wanted his twin.

It was a highly laughable situation, but what concerned him was the way everyone gave the CEO a bubble of space which he obviously liked and his innate ability to make everyone around him freeze. The icy silences he could produce just by entering a room.

“Great, moneybags,” Joey snarled as the teen moved toward them and Seth made eye contact with his twin who didn't even show a hint of surprise at the sight of a double of himself, which everyone would expect. No, the CEO just gave a small nod of acknowledgement as he moved forward.

“What the!” the blond snarled as Yugi looked up at Seth with large, beautiful violet eyes saying “You've met him…before you came to my place,” certainty in his voice.

“Seth,” Seto greeted as he moved past, though not before casting a dirty look at the group Seth was standing with, making more people defensive.

“Brother,”