Draconic Diamond

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Yami Kuro Ookami Hatake - Yes it was a long year. I didn't want to just give crap, and honestly I was stuck for a really long time trying to figure out where to start it up.

Thank you to the people that did read the first part, but didn't leave a comment. Hopefully with this chapter you will be more inclined. Now if you were paying attention, the story is interactive, meaning you shape the story, and determine when the next chapter is going to be. Only a part of chapter two has been written for this very purpose, and if I don't receive feedback, the story won't get written....so leave a comment. Please.




---- ^ * ^ ---- Draconic Diamond Chapter One ---- ^* ^ ----

Chapter one

“Love, it will be okay.” the man said, stroking the back of his husband, whose hands were still shaking.


“How is it supposed to be okay? Set is a Chaos god! And he has denied me. I know that I was chosen to temper him, and now he is loose with the man that set the curse on you. For WHAT? Loving me? Respecting me? Gods Jono, I can't handle losing you again. I won't go through that again. I forbid it!” the agitated man said as he continued his pacing back and forth within the great hall of the temple. His family was still in there, along with his father in law and his grandfather in law who were both glowing.


“Seth, calm down. We will think of something. In the meantime, we have more pressing concerns. Such as what Set learned from me. He had access to everything of my thoughts, including all my passwords. I have changed the more immediate ones, but there may have been ones I missed.” the man said that looked like the other one named Seth, albeit a lighter version of him.


“I have already had all your secretaries on it Seto and they have used computer generated ones to rename them. Satiscia is takin' care of it now.” a new voice said coming up to the man that he had enjoyed as his husband for just under six months


“I didn't know that you were on first name basis with my private secretary Katsu.” Seto said to his husband


“If I wanted anything, I had to go through her. 'Course I am on first name with her. She's one of my best clients!” Joey said, also known as Katsuya to his husband and father who was still glowing.


“I don't want to know.” was all Seto said as he could see his twin soul still shaking.


“Snap out of it Grádén. Grow up.” a new voice said from the far hallway, trailing behind the figure was his red-headed husband, towering over him.


“Johfrit, you shouldn't be talking to him like that. That was very mean of you.” the red-head said as his own husband came over to them, a woman trailing behind them with her own husband not too far behind.


“Chisato, love you but stop it.” Johfrit said, placing a hand onto his very innocent husband.


“Johfrit don't talk to him like that.” the tall woman who dwarfed her High Druid said, her brows crinkling in disgust.


“I knew I would like you.” Seto answered as the female version of him smiled back at him, a gamine grin on her face.


“Setima, why don't you take your husband and the other children out? Then you could perhaps get off my back?” Johfrit snipped back.


“If you didn't treat him like an ignorant child then maybe I wouldn't have to speak to you as such. Your behaviour is deplorable. And not befitting High Druid. You have manners, use them.” she said harshly back, which caused most standing around them to begin a series of chuckles, all at his expense, most notably from his own husband.


“Oh damn, we found another he will listen too. That makes, what three people now?”


“That would be correct my son. Johfrit, you are still young enough that I can turn you over onto my knee, so stop being so snippy. Seth-son, everything will be fine. I promise. I can sense that while you are no longer High Priest, the new one has no idea of how to access the powers.” one of the Goddess's in their midst had said, dwarfing them all with her height.


“My lady Morrigan, while I completely trust your judgment, Set is a Chaos God. He needed someone wise and pure to temper him. As per his parents. There is no way that the current person is that.” Seth said to his mother in law, though only through the family. Since neither him nor Jono had a living mother, they had somewhat come to understand that Morrigan considered all of them her children. At least that was the explaination she had given earlier that day after the girl's shopping spree where they had picked up some amazing clothing. Setima as they had suspected was partial to leather and tight clothing, making it amusing to see his soul incarnate growl at anyone looking at his wife.


Asetha on the other hand barely came up to their mid-chests and had insisted on adult clothing, befitting the wife of Jorma. Both Morrigan, Hanna and Mai had attempted to sway her, stating that while in her mind she was an adult, and the situation called for adult behaviour, times of now dictated that 12 year olds were not adults.


Asetha's retort was to remind them of what Seto was doing at twelve.


And that made them quiet and let her buy whatever she wanted.


They had stopped by the Gap store and Ralph Lauren finding items for her that she could wear. She had absolutely refused pants and insisted on dresses that would cover her, like those she wore when she was in temple, making Mai grin and Hanna groan. To compromise, Mai had promised her that she would send her some toga's, since this is what she was used to wearing but in the meantime she had to wear something, so she had chosen one of the Gap's newest dresses that was a black dress that was more of a get-together dress then an everyday dress.


They had tried to tell her, that she would have to wear a uniform for school when she attended in January, of which she grimaced. It was not that she didn't want to attend school with Mokuba, but two weeks was not enough time to acclimate to this new culture. And Mokuba was not going to be in the same class.


Seth strayed from those memories from before as he could see the Goddess staring down at him. “Seth-son, I know you still hurt from the removal of the station that has dictated your entire soul, but have faith.” she said attempting to reassure him, but she could see that it was not working as the aura around him was still slightly black.


“My lady, I appreciate what you are trying to do. Really, I do. But as you said, being in his service has been my all, all of my lives and having him missing, makes me feel like a deeper part of me is gone.” Seth said, his voice low


“It's just a presences Seth. If I got used to your temper tantrums in my head, you can get used to this.” Seto said, getting disgusted with his former life.


“Seto, knock it off.” Joey said to him, narrowing his eyes. He knew how hot tempered Seto could get, being the recipient of much of it, but this was getting silly.


“No, I won't. Granted, I still think magic is nonsense, but grow some balls people. A rogue God is running around that hates our husbands. To the point of death. And I have no doubt is going to do everything it can to piss us all off or do something to harm them. That is what we should be focusing on, not being slaves to Gods.” Seto said not caring about the narrowing of golden eyes that were focused directly onto him


“I do hope that you weren't referring to myself Seto-son.” Morrigan said, already knowing that he wasn't stupid enough to lump her in his statement.


“No Morrigan, you and Apollo haven't made any of us feel like that. But Set did, as do some of the other Greek and Egyptian gods.” Seto said correcting his statement, knowing that his father in law or mother in law would not appreciate it. And staying on their good side was beneficial to all. Especially to a woman that made it her business to herald death.


“Artemis is a fair and just woman, Seto.” Asetha said, her voice clear yet soft and child-like.


“I know dearest, but still. I don't want us all controlled by those that have been controlling people for centuries.” Seto said, showing some respect for the small priestess.


“So what happens now Seto?” Jorrin asked, coming up behind his child wife, and laying a hand on her shoulder, bringing her closer.


“Now, we go home, rest and start fresh in the morning. As well, our guests will be arriving for the Christmas Ball. Which you ladies need to get dresses for.” Seto said and then watched as his female doppelganger grimaced


“Does that mean I get to see her in a sexy dress.” her husband said, his voice lowering with a tinge of anticipation.


“You will never get me into a dress. Deal with it, or I will put it on you, dear husband. I think traditional German dress will be cute on you.” she said drolly as her family began to giggle at the thought of Jorma in a dress. It was bad enough that he had been doing Elvis Karaoke in Elvis suits. (1)


“Come then little ones, and our Lady Hanna will make us a fine feast at home, while we plan. It looks like our in laws are still with the God Elders, so they can pop in at home when they are done. How does that sound?” Johfrit said, his Irish lilt very pronounced


“That sounds like a fine idea.” his own husband answered back, leaning his head down to lie on his husband's head. It had been a long and tiring day for all.


“Fine, I will call up the stretch limo instead. It's the only that is going to carry all of you.” Seto said and got out his phone to call Isono. Though now with the Gift of the Gods, he doubted that Hanna would be available to them for the next few weeks. She had wanted a child for too long and now with her ability to have children restored, he suspected that their most trusted servants were not going to be leaving their chambers until Hanna was pregnant.


Which gave him the reminder to get Joh's room soundproofed.


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Morning heralded a different look for the home of Apollo. The new snow had fallen blanking the outside, but on the inside, they found chaos. Joey had been delegated as the only one who knew how to cook and so he had taken over the gourmet kitchen for breakfast. And no one could make up their minds. Johfrit wanted eggs and bacon, while Jono wanted a bagel.


Fresh.


And as those two argued about his prissy behaviour, Seto and Seth began fighting over the blueberry muffins. Mokuba and Asetha both were complaining that they couldn't have their sugar fix. At least that is what Mokuba called it. Asetha wanted to try to be a teen so she followed Mokuba's example. Which was starting to make Joey's temper to boil. Setima was one of the few that wasn't complaining, though if he had to hear Chisato's complaint about not having a French breakfast he was going to scream.


Jorma and Jorrin had already left, heading to the shop, but they had left their wives with the rest of them, as the girls were going to be heading out soon for 'primping' as Mai had told them that they needed to do. Especially as wives and sister in law's to the Kaiba's. Asetha was ecstatic about the primping, despite being only twelve. Setima on the other hand was firm. She may have boobs and a vagina, but she wasn't a girl.


Chisato was still recovering from her bluntness.


While the others were killing themselves laughing, Seto received a call from their driver Farrin. He had always been his driver since he was fourteen and had been with them for a long time.


“Sir, Isono called me and said that you would be needing my services for today. Also that him and his lady wife have taken a small vacation and she apologizes for the Chaos of this morning. She said you would know what she was talking about.” he said, his voice clear but soft.


“Very considerate of her to let us know...do you know of a cook on short notice?” he asked, knowing that he would know most of his employee's and their abilities.


“None that I can think of for your family if that is what you are getting at.” Farrin said, slightly snickering. He had first hand experience with the Kaiba wives and their ravenous hunger. Without Hanna in there making them breakfast....it was a sight he did NOT want see or be apart of.


“Fine, come pick me up and we are going to Ma Cherie then.” Seto said and with that snapped the cell phone off and turned to his cracker-jack'ed family.


“Seto, I am perfectly capable of doing this.” Joey said, hands on his hips, but with flour smudged on his cheek. Of which Seto smiled, and leaned down to rub away from his cheek.


“I know you are puppy, but seriously. You can't handle all of us.” Seto said, kissing the top of his head, as Joey batted him in response.


“Sometimes you are such an asshole Seto.” Joey grumbled and he heard a deep grumble of laughter coming from his husband.


“You love me anyways.” he said, hugging him closer. He then lifted his head and turned to the others that were munching on what food Joey had been able to prepare for the ravenous hoarde and said “C'mon, we need to go talk to a man about moving in.” and with that dragged his husband down the hall, with his brothers and sisters following, their spouses not far behind them.


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Arsène Aurèle had just come into his restaurant to get the lunch crowd started. He was already on vacation, but the restaurant was still new, only a few months old and his partner had been begging to spend the holidays with him. So while he was in, getting things prepared, his workers, Ciel who was his Sous chef and Etienne, his pastry chef, were already in a flourish in the background taking care of things. Looking at his kitchen and seeing the workers happy he smiled. With that, he headed out into the main room, where he could see his day majordomo talking to someone. He couldn't see who the person was, but as he got closer, he heard the voice.


“I am not asking, I am telling you little girl. Go get your boss. NOW!!” Seto barked at the frightened woman.


“No need Kaiba-dono. How may I assist you today?” Arsène asked, hesitant to find out the answer.

“The woman said to me you are on Vacation, am I correct?” Seto asked, asking his own question.


“Yes Kaiba-dono. I am off for the holidays until the New Year.” he answered, wondering what exactly what was happening.


“Good. How would you like a temporary position? I find myself in need of a chef for my home, as my housekeeper decided to take her husband to Hawaii, leaving me slightly in the lurch.” Seto said, admitting a weakness that to others he would not have done to anyone else.


“I am afraid I would have to decline, Kaiba-dono. My lover and I have arranged for a vacation of sorts for ourselves and we have been planning this for a while. If I had any notice, perhaps. But not at this late date. I am very sorry.” Arsène said, bowing low to the teen.


“If I could arrange for an out of this world vacation, something that only you and your lover could go on, would you change your mind?” Seto asked, knowing that he could bug his relatives for this. It sometimes paid to have three Gods that loved him to pieces.


“I would have to discuss it with him...” Arsène said and with that statement, Seto pulled out his phone and handed it to him.


“Call him. You won't be disappointed.” Seto said and waited in front of him, trying not to look impatient.


Arsène took the phone presented to him and looked at it, unsure if he really wanted to do this. An offer like this did NOT come often, and being a Kaiba employee as well as being a part of the Kaiba home, something that was nearly unheard of as Kaiba was very protective of his family life. Seto looked at him and sighed. It was really so hard to get good quality help sometimes.


“Give me the phone.” Seto said and Arsène handed it back to him. With it, he made a phone call to Apollo and waited for him to connect.


“Good morning Seto! Have you seen the chaos this morning?” Alen said with a slight snicker in his voice that only he could pull off without irritating Seto to no end.


“Yes Alen I did. This is why I am standing at Ma Cherie. Apparently last night's festivities have made a loss of our chef and Priestess. Unfortunately Chef Aurèle had vacation plans, so I was hoping you could come up with a more...accommodating vacation for the man and his lover.” Seto said. Through the phone however he could hear the hesitation in it.


“Seto, while you know that there isn't anything for you and your souls I wouldn't do, but what you are asking breaks many rules set out by my Father and the council.” Alen said, his voice still just as hesitant.


“I am sure that there are places that they can be taken without violating the rules Alen.” Seto said, aware of the Chef listening.


“Hmm, true. Okay, let me handle it then.” Alen said and ended the phone conversation.


Seto ended the call on his end as well and then looked at the chef who still didn't look all that impressed.


“So do I have an answer? I have very hungry in-laws at home, that I expect will be gnawing on furniture soon.” Seto said, still dismissing Arsène's objections.


“Well we can't have that. I will make you a deal. I will head to your home, and feed your family this morning. But after that, it will be in the hands of my lover.” Arsène said as he could see the CEO smile. Which was a rare thing.


“I will take that. But if my father in law has any say in it, I think you will be staying a while.” Seto said as he allowed the man to return to his kitchen to gather his belongings. He had just started a batch of Madeline's and Cream puff's and in returning, he could see his pastry chef had already brought them out and had begun decorating them.


“Ciel, I want you to finish those up and put them in a to-go box. Etienne, do you still have anything from the breakfast crowd?” Arsène asked his French/Japanese crew, that most of his workers were.


“There are some Florentine Quiches still, I was going to freeze them for later.” Etienne said, his position as sous chef still secure. Arsène rarely did the cooking anymore, leaving it for Ciel and Etienne, only on special occasions or special guests. Most times, he could be found in the back corner, watching his guests and making sure everyone was happy. Normally for just a new business he would have been more involved, like most restaurateurs but Ciel and Etienne had been his fellow chefs for years with him, and he trusted them completely.


“Don't. Somehow I just got drafted for a catering job.” Arsène said, a soft sigh leaving his breath.


“Who drafted you? And why?” Etienne said grabbing a box from high up above the counter. He was one of the few present that were tall, standing at near 6'4. His curly blond hair, while normally dancing all over the place, had finally been tamed enough for him to save the length and was wrapped currently in a queue bun at the base of his neck, with just a few strands around his temples. Ciel on the other hand, kept his blue/black hair short and cropped, with just a few spikes on the top. But was the shortest of them at only 5'3. Arsène was the middle of them at 5'9, while his own husband, a renowned Archeologist was a graceful 6'0 and the love of his life.


“Seto Kaiba did. And the why, I have no idea yet. But when a man comes in and asks for assistance, we are not to question.” Arsène said, helping Etienne put the desserts into the box. Ciel on the other hand had been creating a chicken salad in one of the large carry-out bowls they had while they had been talking, something that he did often for the restaurant's lunch crowd.


“Sure we are. But no worries. We got your back Sène.” Ciel said, using a shortened form of Arsène's name, something that Sklaer, Arsène's husband called him.


“Be sure to remember that later.” Arsène said turning towards the walk in pantry and grabbing some of the potato salad that had been made the night before that was supposed to be part of the lunch crowd today.


“It is a good thing that we made extra of the salads.” Ciel said looking at what else Arsène was carrying.


“I always make extra so that if needed we can make other dishes with it. There is still two others in there.” Arsène said to Ciel


“Did you want the flank steaks? The Kaiba's liked them last time.” Ciel asked, remembering what Francois had told them the day before.


“Good idea, can you swing by later with them?” Arsène said, as he got a trolley to carry out what they had. Some of the other sous chefs had heard what their bosses were saying and had been doing double duty, making up some food, as well as prepping their own orders. With that, they added it to the trolley and with that, Arsène had a feast prepared in less then fifteen minutes and with that, carried it out of the door and to the awaiting limo that had been moved to the back of the restaurant.


As Ciel and Etienne worked to get the food into the trunk, and then folded up the trolley, Arsène let himself into the back seat of the limo, where Seto was sitting inside waiting, his right leg crossed over on the left, and a cell phone in hand with what sounded like a very lively conversation.


“Pup, you know I love you..........no, I didn't say your cooking sucked......you know I didn't say that.......NO! Don't you Da- Hello Joh......no, I did not tell him that. I said that I was getting help......What is he screaming?.....Seth....what the hell?............I leave all you miscreants for thirty minutes and already you are creating havoc?!......No I will not apologize, grow some balls!........Dammit........Fine, I will be back there in ten minutes.........Just go take care of Chisato......” and with that Seto snapped shut his cell and pressed a button to Farrin to begin driving.


“I won't lie to you – they are all insane. But the fiercest, and most loyal bunch of cretins that you would ever meet. And if they accept you, heaven awaits you.” Seto said to the stunned into silence Arsène.


“I hesitate to ask why you would call your family insane.” he asked the brunet. And watched as a grin appeared on his face, almost like a wolfish grin


“Pass judgment when you meet them all. You only met Jono and Joey. I guarantee that the rest of the bunch are going to rock your world. There is only one thing I am going to tell you. Do not brooch the subject of Asetha. And what you see in there is private and sacred. You breathe one word of it to anyone and you will never see the light of day. That is your only word of warning.” Seto said as they continued winding their way out of the city and to the shores of where Apollo made his home with the family.




Okay...so some plot points...where should the vacation be? Who really should be set up in the house? What about Serenity from the night before *(Last few chapters of Sapphire). Those are some of the immediate ones...so have a blast!


(1)Story reference is from - Elvis is Everyone by the Angie
http://ygo.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600101088