A/N: I am very, very, very sorry that I haven't updated this in a long time. It's just that once I got it over with school, life, summer, and such, my love for this fandom sort of died off before getting replaced by Pokémon. Yes you can all go laugh at me now. Anyway, after re-reading the story, I figured that it was a good story that should be continued. Anddd yeah, here I am.

Disclaimer: Must I repeat myself?

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The Kaiba mansion was now livelier now that Kisara had joined their company. But it was still a gloomy place since the rain storm didn't seem to be letting up any time soon. Kaiba could hear laser beams and car crashes sounding off at the distance from his office. He deducted that his little brother was obviously teaching Kisara the art of video gaming, much to his annoyance. He knew he wasn't going to get any work done if the noise keeps up and sighed. He got up from his chair and out the door, ignoring the surprised faces of his butlers and maids as he passed by them. He turned the corner to the hall and was face to face to a door, in which light illuminated behind it, and opened it without knocking.

The door swung open to reveal Mokuba and Kisara sitting near his little brother's big screened television, both too busy to realize that Kaiba had entered. He watched Mokuba become so absorbed with his game – his tongue stuck out as he fiddled around with the right combinations of the buttons – and of Kisara trying her best to keep up. Oddly enough, she was doing fine. Not as good as Mokuba, but fair enough. Kaiba scowled at them.

"Mokuba."

The younger Kaiba lad looked over his shoulder with curiosity and saw that his brother was there. "Oh, big brother!" Mokuba paused his game and rushed to his brother, with Kisara still seated as she watched the young one make his way to the older brother.

"Mokuba, it's late," Kaiba scolded. "It's time to go to bed."

"But big brother!" Mokuba whined. "It's not even close to midnight. It's not that late!"

"Doesn't matter," Kaiba spoke with a hard tone. "I can hear you all the way from my office, and frankly, it's a distraction. It's time for bed, and I mean it."

Kisara felt like he was underlining the words "I mean it" as he said it.

Mokuba pouted at his older brother and said nothing else. It was then Kaiba took the time to look at his blue-haired visitor watching from afar. His blue eyes locked with hers, and he watched her blush and look away, as if guilty about something. He raised an eyebrow and then continued down below her neck to look at her nightwear and suddenly he realized something. His face contorted with irritation.

"Are you wearing-?"

"Your clothes?" Mokuba interrupted. "Yep, your eyes aren't fooling you. She's wearing your clothes."

Kaiba couldn't believe how straight-forward his brother was. "Why is she-?"

"Wearing your clothes?" Mokuba interrupted again. "I thought she needed something to wear to sleep so I got a shirt and shorts from your closet. Fits her okay, doesn't it?"

"That's not the point," Kaiba snapped. "Why didn't you just ask a maid if they had spare clothing for her?"

Mokuba thought for a moment and scratched the back of his head, realization coming into play. "Oh, I didn't think of that possibility when I was looking for spare clothes, heh…"

"I told him I was fine with what I had earlier," Kisara admitted quietly. "I'm sorry to cause trouble…"

"No! Don't be, Kisara!" Mokuba reassured. "It's only for one night, I'm sure big brother won't mind."

Unbeknownst to him, Kaiba did mind. A lot actually.

She laughed awkwardly at the little boy just to let him know that she understood. "I'll make sure to wash them and return them back to you first thing tomorrow," she told Kaiba.

He sighed angrily. "You can keep them," he said flatly. "I have plenty of other clothes, granted that Mokuba hasn't salvaged half of it for your sake."

"All you have are suits and ties," Mokuba replied matter-of-factly. "Not exactly the type of clothes that Kisara would wear anyway."

"Whatever." Irritation filled that tone. "Clothes aside, that's the least of my worries. Finish things here and go to bed, Mokuba." With that order he was rewarded a pout from his brother.

"And you," Kaiba pointed at Kisara. "Mokuba, have a maid bring her to a guest roo-"

"That won't be necessary," Mokuba interrupted. "She'll be sleeping in my room!"

"What? Huh?" Went both Kisara and Kaiba.

"My room." He repeated. "What's wrong with that?"

His older sibling looked at him. "Mokuba, there are plenty of guest rooms for her. Why in the world would you want a girl sharing a room with you?"

"Why not?" Mokuba pouted. "I'm sure Kisara would sleep better if there's someone else in the room with her."

What a naïve fool, Kaiba groaned in his mind as he buried his face in his hand. Annoyed and disbelieving at his younger brother, he scoffed.

"Do what you want," he finally said. "I'm going to my office. I've got a lot of work to do."

"You always do, big brother," Mokuba replied, annoyed. "Some times I wonder if you ever considered taking a break."

Kaiba gave him a cold stare. "Running a company isn't exactly a walk in the park, Mokuba. It's paperwork after paperwork and computer data after the next. Now if you excuse me, I'll be going now. I haven't got time to waste." He gave one hard stare at Kisara as well before leaving the room.

Her eyes followed him until he left and she frowned. Mokuba proceeded to turn off his game and the television until Kisara shifted her sitting position to hugging her slender legs close to her chest. "I'm sorry for causing trouble," she murmured and hid her face under her long bangs of blue hair.

"Aw, don't worry about it, Kisara," Mokuba reassured after he put away the games in the TV cabinet. "He's always grumpy when he doesn't get his work done. I'm used to it."

"I see…" Kisara replied softly, feeling a little better. She brushed her bangs away from her eyes and smiled to him. "Are you sure you're okay with me sharing the room with you?"

Mokuba nodded and beamed at her. "Of course! After all, I offered. If you want, you can sleep in the bed and I'll sleep on the floor."

Kisara shook her head. "Oh no, I can't do that. It's your room after all. I'll be fine sleeping on the floor…"

"Actually you know what," Mokuba interrupted yet again. "Let's both sleep on the floor! That's what a real sleep over is anyways!"

Before Kisara could get around on giving her thoughts on the matter, Mokuba rushed to his bed and dragged the blankets and pillows down to his white carpet, rearranging them so that both of them had a pillow and blanket each.

"There. That won't be a problem now, right?"

Kisara could only nod and agree with him. It wouldn't matter if she disagreed since Mokuba wouldn't take "no" for an answer. "Ah... yes. It is. It's fine."

Mokuba grinned. "Great!"

He dived under the blankets and reappeared with his head on the pillow, and Kisara followed suit, but at a slower pace. She propped herself onto the pillow and looked up at the ceiling, which was a pretty sky blue color. Mokuba then clapped his hands twice, and the lights instantly went off. Kisara made a note that such things such as noise activated lights existed after all.

"So, Kisara."

Kisara looked over to see Mokuba looking at her with curious eyes. "I know I didn't ask you before I dragged you in, but why are you here? Did you need to see my big brother for anything important?"

Kisara smiled to the darkness and shook her head. "Well, not exactly. You see, I came to return an umbrella that you two had left in my hospital room."

"Oh! About that…" Mokuba scratched his cheek idly from embarrassment. "I'm sorry about leaving it there. I didn't realize I forgot about it until we came home. I'm sorry to have made you come back here, especially during this kind of weather now."

"No, no, it's fine!" Kisara assured him. "I wanted to return it as soon as possible. It's nothing much."

"Yeah… but still..." Mokuba trailed off. Kisara watched him make faces of guilt and embarrassment until he settled down to a relieved expression. "Well, I'm making it up by having you stay here. You can't leave and go into that rain! It'll be horrible if you caught a cold."

Kisara giggled. "That's true."

Mokuba then appeared solemn and dejected right after his change of attitude. "Plus… about that car accident…" Kisara could tell he was still feeling guilty about it. "I'm really, really sorry about that. If that didn't happen you wouldn't end up in the hospital and all…"

Kisara was surprised to hear his sudden change of tone. "No, it's my fault… I wasn't being careful."

Mokuba could tell she was only lying to make him feel better, but dismissed it. "Still. But you know? I'm kind of glad it happened, actually." Kisara raised an eyebrow at him and watched him rest his head back onto his pillow. "'Cause I was able to meet you, Kisara! You're so nice and I feel like you're a big sister to me. That's how cool you are."

Kisara blushed and smiled in the dark. "I guess you're right."

"Yeah…" she heard him give a big yawn. "But big brother doesn't see that… I just wished he stopped working and took a break for once… and spent… some time… with us…"

Kisara looked over to Mokuba and saw that he had already fallen asleep. He's adorable; she thought to herself. She felt lucky to have a chance at seeing his adorable little face. She sat up and watched him sleep peacefully in his little space on the floor. She raised a hand and placed it on his head, stroking it gently, like a mother would to a child.

"You're a precious treasure…" she whispered to him. "A precious treasure to your big brother. You might not know it, but your big brother seems to be doing all this just for your sake."

With a final tender look, she got up from the blankets and made her way to the door and into the hallway. She looked around and saw light illuminating from closed doors. She knew her way around the mansion a bit, and she knew that the lit room was Kaiba's office. She made her way quietly to his office and with a bit of courage, knocked on the wooden door.

"Come in," she heard the familiar voice of Kaiba say. "This better be important."

It is, she said to him in spirit. After all, she was interested in speaking more to Kaiba about the strange dreams that she had been having before previously before they got interrupted.

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A/N: What do you think? That's all I have for now so, I have no idea when I'll update again. Just be happy I finally came up with something after so long, haha.