Title: Rebellion

Summary: Mokuba's getting all the bad influences from life after he met a friend. How will Seto cope? Will Mokuba ever turn back to the innocent one we all love? Read and find out!

Yeah, I know I have like a lot of other stories but I just HAD to write this one X3
Sorry, the first chapter may not be the best, I had a few difficulties writing this story and had to go through a few drafts but despite that, I hope you still like it and I'd be happy if you'd review

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It's 9:00 P.M. and I've been working since morning and I just wanted to take a break but god forbid me from doing so. Most of the time, I wonder, why am I doing this? Why am I working so hard on being number 1? Why am I doing THIS!?

While I was still doing my mind complaints, there was a small click on the door and Mokuba came in…yes…Mokuba's the reason I'm doing all this. I smile almost twitched on my face, I feel bad that it wasn't a real smile.

"Ne Niisama!" Mokuba said in that cheery voice I love hearing. "What is it?" I said in a busy, monotone voice, I could sense Mokuba frowning, I really hate it when I make Mokuba upset.

"Well Niisama, I met a person on my walk home from the park and we became somewhat like friends. But since we both had to hurry, they asked if I could meet him again, today and I was hoping you would let me…?" I smile in my mind, Mokuba's made a friend and I'm happy for him.

Also, unlike other kids his age, he would ask me instead of doing what he wants, I just love how Mokuba's so loyal and innocent.

"Yes Mokuba, you can go but don't stay out too late, okay?" I say and Mokuba smiled and nodded, "Bye Niisama!" With that, I watched Mokuba running to be with his friend.

:::Mokuba's POV:::

I went to my room and grabbed my bag with my other pair of clothes. I feel kind of bad that I'm doing this, knowing that Niisama has that much trust in me. I shake it off, my new friends aren't bad, they help understand more of this world so-so it's okay. Anyways, I'm still young, if this is a mistake, I'll learn from it, right? I shake this feeling off of guilt and I go.

As I walked, I saw a restroom and I went inside. I changed into the clothes in my bag. I can't let Niisama see me this way, if he did then…then something bad will happen. I looked into a nearby mirror, yup, Niisama will be mad at what I was wearing. A skull T-shirt and ripped jeans with chains, yeah, doesn't sound like me does it? I always wanted streaks in my hair, red ones, but Niisama will think I was crazy and send me that counselor…again. I DON'T NEED COUNSELING!!! Niisama thought I was traumatized because of getting sent to the shadow realms, yes I was scared but not traumatized, I mean seriously!

I pout, but then sigh, Niisama was just worried about me…I stopped thinking about Niisama as I saw Jo-Jo, my new friend, was coming towards me with a woman, in her early 30's I bet.

"Hi Mo!" He yelled, I looked up at Jo-Jo, he's just a bit older than me but he acts like a child.

"Guess what?" He said in playful voice, I don't know why, but that voice just always seemed…fake…but I never questioned him about it.

"What?" I say, Jo-Jo pulled the woman in front of him, "I thought she could give you some streaks since I know you wanted them." My eyes widened, me?! Actually get streaks!? Ha! Niisama would ki-be mad at me.

I sigh, "But Niisama will see me, I can't hide that." Jo-Jo laughed, "Stop hiding who you really are! If you're brother fucked a dude, would he hide that from you?" I gasped, "What!?" "Okay, bad example." He said that as a save.

"Okay, if your brother um…lost a duel would he tell you?" he asked, that was also a bad example, "He would tell me and if he didn't the news reporter will." Jo-Jo shook his head and he put his arm in my head, "Listen Mokie, you're growing up—" "Are you going to preach to me about stuff I don't care about?" Jo-Jo sighed again, "Correction, 'Are you going to preach to me about shit?' that's how you're supposed to say it and no. Now Mo, YOU NEED TO ACT YOUR AGE!! Cuss, get into fights, GET IN TROUBLE DAMN IT!!"

I pouted, "But Niisama sa—" "I don't care what Kaiba says! Stop listening to him and listen to your…BRAIN!!" I tilted my head, okay Jo-Jo's words may seem stupid at first…what he's saying is true, and I really want some red streaks and Niisama will just think this is a childish phase, right?

I grin, "As long as they're red but not light red, dark red, 'kay?" I saw Jo-Jo grinning, "Hear that Lanni!?" Lanni nodded then said in this weird accent, "Alright boy, come follow me." I followed her and then…I don't know what happened, it just happened so fast but I saw my reflection in the mirror and I had red streaks!

I wanted to thank Lanni but she was gone, "So Mo, how do ya like your streaks?" "There awesome." I say, then I looked at the time, "Oh no, sorry, Jo, I gotta go. It's almost past my curfew." Jo-Jo looked as if his eyes were going to twitch, "It's only 7:00." "Yeah…but I gotta go, see you later." I say but before I left, Jo-Jo said one last thing.

"Oh Mo," He started, "Ask your brother if you could have later curfew tomorrow. Ask him if you could come home at 12, I want to take you to a party and show you some of my other friends, okay?" I bit my lip, "I'll text you if Niisama lets me." Jo-Jo smirked then gave me a thumbs up. I haven't ever seen him smirk, it's strange, it looks as if he was acting like a child all the times I knew him but I smile back then left.

:::Seto's POV:::

I looked at the clock, I was getting a little worried, Mokuba's never been this late but it's not past his curfew so I guess it's alright for now.

I heard a knock on my door, I thought it was Isono so I yelled, "What!" "It's me Niisama…" My face fell a little, I just yelled at Mokuba, I felt ashamed, "Come on in." I say a little gentler.

Mokuba came in and as soon as I looked up I almost fell out of my chair. My mouth was open and I realized I was trembling…OH MY GOD, ME, THE SETO KAIBA, WAS TREMBLING!!!

I gulped, and was about to say something but I was in too much shock, okay, I'm overreacting, I don't overreact damn it!!!

"N-Niisama?" Mokuba asked in such an innocent voice.

I stood up and put my hands on Mokuba's shoulders, "Mokuba, did you lose to a bet or something? Why are you dressing up like-like THAT!!" I accidently yell, "Who made you do this! Is it your friend!? Is it Jou!?" I saw Mokuba pouting, it was…cute…

"Niisama, gomen, but you're overreacting…I went shopping and Jo-Jo and I bought some things…" I heard Mokuba make a sigh, "I-I've been wearing these kind of clothes for... since I met Jo-Jo and I like them. I got the streaks today and I like them too…I'm sorry, I-I really am sorry for keeping this from you but um…" Mokuba had a hard time explaining this to me, "Mokuba…I CANT BELIEVE YOU HID THIS FROM ME!!" I wanted to say that in a gentle tone but what Mokuba admitted was just too much for me. I always thought…

I let go of Mokuba and sigh, he's growing up and going through phases, "I apologize Mokuba, for yelling at you…and hopefully this is a phase." I say the last part silently, "And clearly you want something?" Mokuba nodded and smiled, a loyal, trustworthy, cute smile, "Well, Jo invited me to party tomorrow night and I was hoping I could have a later curfew." I raise one of my eyebrows, "How late exactly?"

Mokuba shrugs, "I don't know maybe…around…12:00 P.M.?" I paused for a minute, I wanted to say a plain 'no' but this is Mokuba, and I can't do that, it'll hurt him. I bite my lip, I don't want Mokuba staying up too late but I don't want Mokuba to think I don't want him happy.

I sigh, "Mokuba…you're only 11, normal 11 year olds don't stay up that late…" I could sense Mokuba unhappy, I smirk, "But then again, we're not a normal family and you're not an average child so…." I had regrets but I saw Mokuba smiling at me, "…so…so you can…come home…at 12:00 P.M." I looked at the floor at what I did, did I do the right thing?

Then I was surprised when I got a hug from Mokuba, "Arigato…Niisama…" Then he left, I heard the noise of chains in this used to be quiet home.

:::Normal POV:::

Mokuba closed the door when he came into his room. He pulled out his cell phone and typed in:

Mokuba: Hey Jo, Niisama said it was ok for me to stay up that late

Jo-Jo: O.o r u serious

Mokuba: yup, it was hard for him though

Jo-Jo: lol, u didnt have to make it 12:00, i just said that so u would get a later time

Mokuba: ?

Jo-Jo: it's really supposed to be 10:30 but now, we have a lot more time XD

Mokuba: u had this already planned didn't u -_-;

Jo-Jo: yea , o, hows Kaiba taking ur new look

Mokuba: um, he was overreacting at first but it was cool after a while

Jo-Jo: Damn!! XDD I wish I saw that

Mokuba: lol, it wasnt that funny

Jo-Jo: Yea rite XD w/e, oh kid, im coming by ur house tmorow to pick u up

Mokuba: k ^-^ o i g2g, it's almost my bedtime

Jo-Jo: O.o, it's only 10:30…w/e, later, i'll pick up at 7:00 P.M.

Mokuba put his phone down and went to Seto's office before he went to sleep, "Hi Niisama, thanks, again, for making my curfew longer." Seto looked at him, "Yeah…" then he mumbled something.

"Uwa, what was that Niisama?" Mokuba asked, Seto turned, "Oh nothing."

Isono arrived, "Hello Kaiba-sama and Master Mo…kuba?" Isono almost dropped the glass of water. Isono looked at Seto, and as a reply, Seto shook his head and said, "Don't ask." Isono gave Seto the water then left, taking another look at Mokuba.

Mokuba pouted, "Why is everyone acting like that?" Mokuba said, turning to Seto.

Seto frowned, "Mokuba, you're the last person anyone would suspect wearing punk clothes and dying your hair. This reaction isn't much of a surprise." Mokuba pouted again but then smiled, "Oh by the way Niisama, Jo-Jo's coming over at 7:00 to pick me up for the party."

Seto sighed, "Fine but I want to meet him." Seto's eyes narrowed and Mokuba tilted his head, "Um..sure…I guess…oh Niisama, I have a trash bag outside of my bed, it was too heavy for me to carry by myself, so can someone take it out to the trash for me?'

Seto looked at Mokuba suspiciously, "What's in that bag?" "My old clothes." YOU HAVE A WHOLE NEW WARDROBE!?"

Okay, a bad ending? Maybe, I didn't know how to end it or where to end it. Gomen TT^TT
I kept having trouble on this story but it wouldn't get out of my head so it I wanted to write and hopefully the next chapter will be better.

Review please!!! I'd be happy if you did O(^-^)O