@rpg-aibou
He liked sweets.
That was a new thing to discover, he supposed. Kaiba liked to drink coffee, black. No sugar. When he wasn't drinking redbull after redbull. Atem discovered that bitter food was quite terrible, actually. Kaiba had bought creamer, since Mokuba was too young for coffee, no matter how much the kid protested. Atem added two tablespoons of sugar, and stirred.
Three months had passed. Three months since Kaiba had opened up the gate. He'd spent a few weeks in a hospital bed, unable to speak Japanese. He'd spent a little while longer learning how to walk again, and learning how to navigate a physical world. He still ran into doors sometimes. He'd fallen headfirst into a couch, once. Mokuba laughed until he couldn't breathe.
Kaiba had given him an ID card, a birth certificate, and a family registry. It took some string pulling, mostly with Isis's connections. The Ishtars wanted nothing to do with him, thankyouverymuch, so they were happy to have him in Japan instead of Egypt. He didn't blame any of them.
He was just....not sure where to go from here.
Kaiba held him at arm's length, which was usual. Mokuba was amicable. He supposed he could maybe fake a GED and go backpacking. He'd always wanted to do proper travel, outside of some sort of adventure. Maybe take night classes. Maybe head to America, that was supposed to be a place people went to for some sort of new life. At least that was what Anzu had said.
He exhaled into the steam.
Kaiba hadn't pressed the issue, but he was kind of sure that was because Kaiba didn't know how to bring it up, either. Mokuba had been asking, though, and he'd always changed the subject. Speaking of....he hadn't seen the younger Kaiba.
So, in Kaibacorp branded sweatpants and a sweatshirt, he headed toward the parlor. He kind of wondered if Mokuba had accompanied Kaiba on the upcoming business trip, leaving him alone.
The knock on the door, however, had him wondering if one of the housekeepers had come back. Kaiba tended to keep food stocked for Mokuba when he was on a trip.
So, he opened the door.
And dropped the mug.
