"Damn, forgot how long this walk actually was," Kaiba was muttering  to himself again. It had been a long time since he had had to do any  real physical activity like this. The streets were mostly empty  except for a passing car every now and then. `Should have called a  taxi…' `Yea, yea, shoulda, coulda, woulda…' He still had a long ways to go on his little walkabout and Seto had to admit to himself  he was getting tired. `At least I left everything at work so I  don't have to carry anything.' Then he realized that also meant his  cell phone, "Shit, can't even call for a cab now." On he walked,  passing the now closed shops that he never would have stopped in  anyways as they were not his style. A little further down the  street Seto realized he actually knew where he was, not that he was  lost, just that he had never realized exactly what was on this  particular street.  His mind drifted back to that first day he had been here…
  
  *****
  

Looking at the two boys in the back of the car you would have thought  they were off to jail or something, of course no one sends little  kids off to prison just because they're orphans. The younger  brother wasn't even aware of anything going on as he had fallen  asleep an hour before, resting his head on his brother's lap. As  the driver looked back in the mirror at the boys, his heart was at  the breaking point. It wasn't their fault this all had to happen,  but it wasn't his job to change it either. The older boy sat just  staring out the window, his sad blue eyes trying to take in  everything on the roadsides. It was night but there was a full moon  that night and everything was as clear as day. "There's a park up
ahead I hear they take the kids to some days," the driver told him  trying to get the boy to talk, breaking the silence that had filled  the car. A dark stare answered him but the child was thinking how  his little brother might like that a lot.
  
Turned out the man was right, the nuns at the orphanage did take the  kids to the park at least once a week, if they had been good. It was  a nice change and it let the boys run around, enjoying a little taste  of freedom. Mokuba loved the visits and Seto enjoyed the time with  his brother outside. They would spend the whole time on the merry go round, with Seto getting it to spin so fast sometimes the both fell  off laughing in near hysterics.
  
  *****
Seto laughed at himself for enjoying the memory so, `Wonder if Mokuba  remembers that place?' The dark haired boy actually picked up his  pace at the thought that no one would be around this time of night.  No one would be able to see him letting his guard down for a few  minutes of childish fun. "And why the hell not," he said aloud.
  
  
There it was, the park still looked exactly like he remembered it.  Okay so maybe a little smaller than he remembered but still looked  more or less the same. The merry go round was just up ahead and it  only took a few moments for Seto to get to it. He was defiantly  going to have to bring Mokuba back here one night, just the two of  them, but for now it was all his. The metal of the wheel was cool  to his touch and it had been well kept up, as it wasn't squeaking as
he spun it around getting the speed going faster and faster. Taking  off his coat and laying it on a nearby table, Seto jumped on the  spinning wheel. As the wheel spun around, he lay back he could feel  his body cool from the metal. He just laid there, looking up at the  sky, getting slightly dizzy but in a nice way. It had been too long  since he had done anything like this, and he was enjoying himself  completely.
  

The moon, overhead, spun round with ease. Life was extremely  good.  
  ~~~~~

onward