AN: I know, I know, I have other unfinished stories. But this idea just hit me and I HAD to write it down. I think this could be pretty epic… Anywho, the next chapter in Tournament of Hearts today too since I'm sick… I hope you like it!

For years this has happened. Every time he walked the earth, so did she. She ruined every plan he has ever made for his sun, his only little boy.

And every time he'd get rid of her. He'd free his son from her venomous grasp leaving him free to fulfill his full potential. To become the most powerful he could ever be. To become Pharaoh, Prince, king, Emperor… CEO…

But fate has put them farther apart. It has tried many a time to separate him from his son. Has tried it's best to keep this vile girl safe. All to now avail. There is nothing that could keep him from his son.

His Seto.

He had married and had a son, like he had every other time. But something had been off. That boy… He wasn't right. Yet he did nothing, raising the boy as he had his real son. That is until the accident. He transferred the boy's brain into a computer, testing his advanced technology. It worked, but with a cost. It warped the kids mind, making him unfit to take over his company.

And then he had found him. His son. The one thing he loved. Such intelligence, such cunning, such strength, it had to be him. He took him in, him and his brother, and taught him.

But there was still the matter of the girl. There was no doubt that she would show up and threaten all that he had worked to accomplish. The only choice was to make Seto unlovable. He showed him no kindness. Kept him locked in his room and always working. There was no time for play or relaxation, or even his younger brother. It was all work for the poor thing.

Nights he cried over treating his son so badly. Every time he looked over and saw the pain in those deep sapphire eyes, his heart broke. But the boy got stronger. He learned what was unacceptable. He hid his emotions. He was like a stone, cold, unfeeling, uncaring…

And then that stupid boy, this Mokuba, had to ruin it. Try as he might, Mokuba was forever faithful to his brother. He encouraged him to be more than an executive, to be a person. And his son responded. He loved that little boy, and he hated his father. He could hide a lot, but not the hatered in his eyes. He smuggled the company out from under him using his and his brothers stocks. He had never been more proud…

Then he died. Just died. He fell from the window of his office, leaving his son to take charge without opposition. Fate had one.

Or had it? Not even death could keep him from his Son.

His Seto.