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Chapter Twenty-Seven
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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), slight AU but no spoilers, surprises (if you like the Engulf Trilogy then you’ll like the surprises *hint, hint*)
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
Forum(Created by my great reviewer, Jo-Lo): http://s11.invisionfree.com/Ravenx_Forum/
Beta(s): Jo-Lo: Gimmie my FRUIT CUP!; Sarah Costa
General A/N: Hello people! Before I start running around I thought I’d post the next chapter. Unfortunately it is a rather short chapter (in my opinion) and I don’t think the next one will be up until Monday sometime. But until then here is this one, hope you enjoy…
Project: Destiny
Chapter Twenty Seven
by Ravenx
~Valentine’s Day~
Joey smiles as he waddles into the large kitchen of the mansion, his hands rubbing circles around his large belly covered by a long, dark green, short sleeved shirt. His honey eyes laid on the small black haired boy by the stove, a gray school uniform covering his form as he flips something in a black frying pan.
“What are you doing, Mokie?”
“Fixing you breakfast.” The younger boy smiles over his shoulder as he grabs a plate from the counter by the stove.
“Well, thank you, Mokie. What are you fixing?”
“Pancakes.” Mokuba moves over to the small round table on the other side of the room, sitting down the plate and pulling out a chair. “Here you go. Oh, and Seto said to make sure you get those.” He points to a clear crystal vase on the middle of the table with a dozen bright red roses.
“He can be so sweet sometimes. Where is he?” Joey asks as he sits down in the offered chair.
“Upstairs getting some papers ready. I think he has to go into the office for a little today.”
“What? But its Valentine’s Day, he should be here with me.” The sandy blonde pouts as he picks up a fork.
“I know but I think it’s only for an hour or so. I could stay home with you if you wanted.” Mokuba smiles down innocently at the older boy.
“Don’t even try it. You have school and you are going. I don’t need your brother yelling at me for letting you stay home.”
“Nuts, but it was worth a shot.” Mokuba giggles as he fixes himself a plate before moving back over to sit next to Joey. “You could always go over to Ryou’s house.”
“No, they probably want to spend time alone with each other.” Joey pouts as he starts eating his breakfast. “This is very good, Mokie.”
“Thanks.” The smaller boy smiles as he eats his own breakfast.
“Are you going anywhere after school today?”
“No, just coming straight home to do boring homework.” The young boy sighs.
“Poor baby, me and Seto will do some of our homework with you so you won’t be alone.” Joey smiles over at the raven haired boy.
“Mokie, time for school!” Seto’s voice calls into the kitchen.
“Guess I had better go.” Mokuba pouts as he gets up, moving over to give Joey a kiss on the cheek before turning to leave. “Don’t have my nephew while I’m at school.” He calls over his shoulder.
“I’ll try not to.” Joey chuckles.
“Try not to what?” Seto enters the kitchen in a pair of long navy, silk pajama bottoms, a tight white tank top hugging his upper body, his bare feet making no sound as he walks across the wooden floor to sit in the seat Mokuba left.
“Why are you dressed like that? Mokie said you were going into the office today.”
“I was but I ended up finishing up all my work while I was upstairs. I don’t have to go in today, I can make a couple calls later on.” Seto says as he starts eating the rest of his little brother’s breakfast.
“So you’re going to stay here with me all day?” Joey smiles over at the brunette.
“Yes. I figure we can relax around the house.”
“Sounds nice. I can prop my feet up and we can watch movies or something.”
“That’s all you want to do today?” Seto raises an elegant eyebrow at his lover.
“Seto, I’m eight months pregnant, that’s pretty much all I can do. I’ll make it up to you next Valentine’s Day.”
“You better.”
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Bakura lays back on his bed, his long white hair covering the blood red pillow below him, his blue jean covered legs crossed at the ankles. Ryou straddles his waist, his knees bent on either side of his lover’s body, his hands making little designs on Bakura’s bare chest, a smile gracing his pale face as his yami’s larger hands rub his big belly.
“Are you sure this is normal?” Bakura asks as he stares down at Ryou’s jerking stomach.
“Yep.”
“Dr. Morland said it was?”
“Yes, he said it was normal, so does the books.” Ryou picks up an open book from next to him on the bed, laying it on Bakura’s chest as he scans down the page before reading from it. “Although the fetus doesn’t actually breathe, it does make breathing movements and/or hiccups. When the baby hiccups the mother not only feels but can see rapid, jerky movements across her stomach.” He tosses the book back beside of him as he looks down into Bakura’s dark brown eyes. “See, nothing to worry about. Our little one is just hiccuping.”
“It’s just weird.”
“You don’t think it’s weird when it moves or kicks.” Ryou pouts as he rubs his hands around his lover’s on his belly.
“It usually just does that for a second or so but this has been going on for the last five minutes.”
“Well, its normal so stop worrying.”
“I can’t help but to worry about you.” Bakura smiles up at his hikari.
“Why can’t you show this side to everyone else? Why do you have to be so rude and sarcastic all the time?” Ryou asks quietly.
“Because this is just for you. I don’t want the others thinking I’m sappy or something.”
“Kura, it doesn’t make you sappy to be nice, it makes you human and sweet.”
“I don’t want to be sweet.” Bakura narrows his eyes.
“Why not? I like you sweet.”
“I don’t.”
“Are you going to act like an ass around the baby?” Ryou ask with narrowed eyes.
“No.”
“Are you sure, cause I will not hesitate to knock you upside the head in front of it.”
“I won’t act like an ass in front of the baby, I’ll act like a good dad.” The white haired yami rolls his eyes as his hands slip down to rest on Ryou’s hips.
“You had better be a good daddy…or at least better than Marik.” Ryou giggles.
“I’ll defiantly be a better dad than Marik and the Pharaoh.”
“I don’t know about that last one. Maybe just be a better parent than Marik.”
“Are you saying I can’t do a better job than the Pharaoh?”
“I’m saying…I’m saying that you shouldn’t set your hopes to high.” Ryou shrugs as he bits his bottom lip.
“You don’t think I’ll make a good dad?”
“No, I think you will make a great dad just…maybe Yami can handle some things a little…better than you and maybe he could be…more…gentle than you.”
“More gentle? You think I’m going hurt the baby or something?”
“No! Kura, no. I just…you can be a little rough…and so can Marik but Yami…Yami is always gentle. He isn’t afraid to show his gentle side in public which you are.” Ryou’s thin, pale fingers slide over Bakura’s smooth chest.
“I can be gentle with the baby, stop thinking I won’t be.” The yami growls quietly.
“I have no doubt you will be gentle with the baby when it’s just us but what about around others? Will you be willing to show off your gentle side?”
“For the baby, yes.” Bakura sighs, his eyes sliding closed.
“And for me?”
“And for you.”
“Good boy.” Ryou smiles as he runs his hands along Bakura’s cheeks.
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“Thank you.” Yugi smiles around a fat juicy grape in his mouth, his head turning to look over at his taller yami.
Yami smiles from his position behind Yugi, leaning against the headboard of their bed, his smaller hikari sitting in between his legs, his arms around the large belly of his lover.
“No problem, chibi ichi.”
“You need to stop calling me that.” Yugi chuckles as he scans a page of a book open in his lap.
“I don’t think so. What are you reading about now?”
“Old wives tails about telling what the sex of your baby is before it’s born.”
“What does it say?”
“Well, this one says that if your belly is shaped like a basketball then you’re have a girl, if it’s shaped like a football you’re having a boy.”
“You look like you’re basketball shaped.” Yami peers over his lover’s shoulder at the large belly, his hands rubbing small circles over the shirt covering it.
“I do, don’t I.” Yugi nods. “So that means a girl.”
“Our little princess…not prince.” Yami sighs.
“No need to be disappointed, it’s just a wives tail.”
“What’s another one?”
“Hold an object on a string over your belly, if it rotates counterclockwise it’s a boy, clockwise is a girl.”
“Where’s a string?”
“I think there is one in the drawer there.” Yugi nods toward the bedside table near them, watching as his yami opens the drawer and slides some things around before pulling out long piece of white string. “You still need something to put on it.”
“We’ll use this pen.” Yami grabs a pen from the top of the table, threading the string to hold the pen before holding it over his lover’s stomach.
Both sets of purple eyes stare at the pen as he floats in the air inches from Yugi’s belly, Yami holds his hands perfectly still for several minutes before the pen starts to rotate.
“I like this one better.” Yami grins.
“You just like this one better because it says we’re having a boy.”
“Yep.”
“I wish it would be a girl just to see what you would do.” Yugi smiles as he sits his book aside.
“I already told you I don’t care what it is.”
“But you want a son.”
“Yes, but I’m not the only one.”
“I know. I still don’t see why all of you guys want a boy so bad, a girl would be great.”
“Chibi ichi, I don’t know anything about raising a girl. I am a boy, you are a boy, I was surrounded by men in Egypt and even now I am. What could I possible to with a little girl?” Yami asks.
“I don’t know. Teach her to play Duel Monsters.”
“Well, I’m going to do that no matter what it is.”
“Figure you would.” Yugi chuckles.
“Would you know how to take care of a little girl?”
“Well, no but I would do my best. I’d protect her and try to teach her to be lady like so she can meet a nice man or woman and have kids someday of her own.”
“No one is dating my daughter.” Yami shakes his head. “They would have to try and get by me first and that won’t be happening.”
“Are you going to act like that if it is a boy and they get ready to date?”
“Yes. I don’t want to think about my little baby having sex with someone one day.” Yami shudders.
“They will grow up and they will fall in love and they will hopefully have a family of their own in the future and then we will be grandparents.”
“I can’t even image us as parents let alone grandparents.”
“You’re not the only one. I’m still trying to get over the fact that I’m able to be pregnant.” Yugi rubs his large belly gently.
“I just wish I knew where you went that week you were missing. I want to exactly what they did to you and the others.”
“I would like to know too but in a way I’m kinda glad all this happened. I’ve always wanted a family but being with you I never figured I would get that chance, but because of whoever kidnapped us I get that chance now.”
“I feel the same way only I would want to know why they and how they did it and then I would kill them for taking you away from me.” Yami smirks.
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Malik chuckles as lays back on his bed, his hands moving over his large belly through his shirt as he closes his eyes and breathes deeply for a moment. Marik lays on his side next to his lover, his head propped up in his hand, his elbow buried deep in the fluffy pillow as he raises an eyebrow at his hikari.
“Uh…kitsune…are you alright?”
“I’m fine…just tickles when…it moves right there.” Malik gasps between giggles.
“So why aren’t you doing homework again?”
“Holiday, we all decided to take the day off from school work…even though school is still in session.”
“Do you like your Valentine’s gift?” Marik asks as his eyes drift from his hikari over to the bedside table where a box of opened chocolates sits before looking back down at Malik.
“I love them, my favorite. You did very well on your own, I’m proud of you.” The smaller pale blonde reaches you to run a hand down Marik’s neck. “You just had better get me a better present for my birthday.”
“What do you want?”
“Something good that we can use after the baby comes.” Malik winks up at his lover. “If you know what I mean.”
“I think I can figure out what you mean.” Marik chuckles, his free hand moving over to glide over the round belly of his hikari, his hand moves away quickly as the stomach jerks. “He kicked me.”
“It’s going to be a great little baby. Yes you are, yes. Such a good little baby already beating on his daddy.” Malik grins as he rubs his belly.
“Don’t encourage him.”
“I can if I want to.”
“No, you have to start teaching him to bug the hell out of the Pharaoh and his runt.” Marik smirks.
“Don’t call Yugi a runt.” Malik gently slaps his lover on the arm.
“Why not? That’s what he is.”
“So, you still shouldn’t call him that. Be nice and don’t teach our kid to call him that.”
“What can I teach him to call the Pharaoh?”
“How about Yami?” Malik shrugs.
“No, it has to be something good and evil.”
“You are not teaching our kid how to call people names. The others will be their uncles and that’s all. It will be Uncle Yami or Uncle Pharaoh.”
“That’s no fun.” The pale blonde yami pouts.
“Too bad.” Malik chuckles
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Happy Holidays Everyone!!!!
ayachan
Arainaina
Velvetina
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TyriDragonite (You’ll just have to wait to find out!)
Juuni
Kuk
Dancingpixies
Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), slight AU but no spoilers, surprises (if you like the Engulf Trilogy then you’ll like the surprises *hint, hint*)
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
Forum(Created by my great reviewer, Jo-Lo): http://s11.invisionfree.com/Ravenx_Forum/
Beta(s): Jo-Lo: Gimmie my FRUIT CUP!; Sarah Costa
General A/N: Hello people! Before I start running around I thought I’d post the next chapter. Unfortunately it is a rather short chapter (in my opinion) and I don’t think the next one will be up until Monday sometime. But until then here is this one, hope you enjoy…
Chapter Twenty Seven
by Ravenx
~Valentine’s Day~
Joey smiles as he waddles into the large kitchen of the mansion, his hands rubbing circles around his large belly covered by a long, dark green, short sleeved shirt. His honey eyes laid on the small black haired boy by the stove, a gray school uniform covering his form as he flips something in a black frying pan.
“What are you doing, Mokie?”
“Fixing you breakfast.” The younger boy smiles over his shoulder as he grabs a plate from the counter by the stove.
“Well, thank you, Mokie. What are you fixing?”
“Pancakes.” Mokuba moves over to the small round table on the other side of the room, sitting down the plate and pulling out a chair. “Here you go. Oh, and Seto said to make sure you get those.” He points to a clear crystal vase on the middle of the table with a dozen bright red roses.
“He can be so sweet sometimes. Where is he?” Joey asks as he sits down in the offered chair.
“Upstairs getting some papers ready. I think he has to go into the office for a little today.”
“What? But its Valentine’s Day, he should be here with me.” The sandy blonde pouts as he picks up a fork.
“I know but I think it’s only for an hour or so. I could stay home with you if you wanted.” Mokuba smiles down innocently at the older boy.
“Don’t even try it. You have school and you are going. I don’t need your brother yelling at me for letting you stay home.”
“Nuts, but it was worth a shot.” Mokuba giggles as he fixes himself a plate before moving back over to sit next to Joey. “You could always go over to Ryou’s house.”
“No, they probably want to spend time alone with each other.” Joey pouts as he starts eating his breakfast. “This is very good, Mokie.”
“Thanks.” The smaller boy smiles as he eats his own breakfast.
“Are you going anywhere after school today?”
“No, just coming straight home to do boring homework.” The young boy sighs.
“Poor baby, me and Seto will do some of our homework with you so you won’t be alone.” Joey smiles over at the raven haired boy.
“Mokie, time for school!” Seto’s voice calls into the kitchen.
“Guess I had better go.” Mokuba pouts as he gets up, moving over to give Joey a kiss on the cheek before turning to leave. “Don’t have my nephew while I’m at school.” He calls over his shoulder.
“I’ll try not to.” Joey chuckles.
“Try not to what?” Seto enters the kitchen in a pair of long navy, silk pajama bottoms, a tight white tank top hugging his upper body, his bare feet making no sound as he walks across the wooden floor to sit in the seat Mokuba left.
“Why are you dressed like that? Mokie said you were going into the office today.”
“I was but I ended up finishing up all my work while I was upstairs. I don’t have to go in today, I can make a couple calls later on.” Seto says as he starts eating the rest of his little brother’s breakfast.
“So you’re going to stay here with me all day?” Joey smiles over at the brunette.
“Yes. I figure we can relax around the house.”
“Sounds nice. I can prop my feet up and we can watch movies or something.”
“That’s all you want to do today?” Seto raises an elegant eyebrow at his lover.
“Seto, I’m eight months pregnant, that’s pretty much all I can do. I’ll make it up to you next Valentine’s Day.”
“You better.”
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Bakura lays back on his bed, his long white hair covering the blood red pillow below him, his blue jean covered legs crossed at the ankles. Ryou straddles his waist, his knees bent on either side of his lover’s body, his hands making little designs on Bakura’s bare chest, a smile gracing his pale face as his yami’s larger hands rub his big belly.
“Are you sure this is normal?” Bakura asks as he stares down at Ryou’s jerking stomach.
“Yep.”
“Dr. Morland said it was?”
“Yes, he said it was normal, so does the books.” Ryou picks up an open book from next to him on the bed, laying it on Bakura’s chest as he scans down the page before reading from it. “Although the fetus doesn’t actually breathe, it does make breathing movements and/or hiccups. When the baby hiccups the mother not only feels but can see rapid, jerky movements across her stomach.” He tosses the book back beside of him as he looks down into Bakura’s dark brown eyes. “See, nothing to worry about. Our little one is just hiccuping.”
“It’s just weird.”
“You don’t think it’s weird when it moves or kicks.” Ryou pouts as he rubs his hands around his lover’s on his belly.
“It usually just does that for a second or so but this has been going on for the last five minutes.”
“Well, its normal so stop worrying.”
“I can’t help but to worry about you.” Bakura smiles up at his hikari.
“Why can’t you show this side to everyone else? Why do you have to be so rude and sarcastic all the time?” Ryou asks quietly.
“Because this is just for you. I don’t want the others thinking I’m sappy or something.”
“Kura, it doesn’t make you sappy to be nice, it makes you human and sweet.”
“I don’t want to be sweet.” Bakura narrows his eyes.
“Why not? I like you sweet.”
“I don’t.”
“Are you going to act like an ass around the baby?” Ryou ask with narrowed eyes.
“No.”
“Are you sure, cause I will not hesitate to knock you upside the head in front of it.”
“I won’t act like an ass in front of the baby, I’ll act like a good dad.” The white haired yami rolls his eyes as his hands slip down to rest on Ryou’s hips.
“You had better be a good daddy…or at least better than Marik.” Ryou giggles.
“I’ll defiantly be a better dad than Marik and the Pharaoh.”
“I don’t know about that last one. Maybe just be a better parent than Marik.”
“Are you saying I can’t do a better job than the Pharaoh?”
“I’m saying…I’m saying that you shouldn’t set your hopes to high.” Ryou shrugs as he bits his bottom lip.
“You don’t think I’ll make a good dad?”
“No, I think you will make a great dad just…maybe Yami can handle some things a little…better than you and maybe he could be…more…gentle than you.”
“More gentle? You think I’m going hurt the baby or something?”
“No! Kura, no. I just…you can be a little rough…and so can Marik but Yami…Yami is always gentle. He isn’t afraid to show his gentle side in public which you are.” Ryou’s thin, pale fingers slide over Bakura’s smooth chest.
“I can be gentle with the baby, stop thinking I won’t be.” The yami growls quietly.
“I have no doubt you will be gentle with the baby when it’s just us but what about around others? Will you be willing to show off your gentle side?”
“For the baby, yes.” Bakura sighs, his eyes sliding closed.
“And for me?”
“And for you.”
“Good boy.” Ryou smiles as he runs his hands along Bakura’s cheeks.
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“Thank you.” Yugi smiles around a fat juicy grape in his mouth, his head turning to look over at his taller yami.
Yami smiles from his position behind Yugi, leaning against the headboard of their bed, his smaller hikari sitting in between his legs, his arms around the large belly of his lover.
“No problem, chibi ichi.”
“You need to stop calling me that.” Yugi chuckles as he scans a page of a book open in his lap.
“I don’t think so. What are you reading about now?”
“Old wives tails about telling what the sex of your baby is before it’s born.”
“What does it say?”
“Well, this one says that if your belly is shaped like a basketball then you’re have a girl, if it’s shaped like a football you’re having a boy.”
“You look like you’re basketball shaped.” Yami peers over his lover’s shoulder at the large belly, his hands rubbing small circles over the shirt covering it.
“I do, don’t I.” Yugi nods. “So that means a girl.”
“Our little princess…not prince.” Yami sighs.
“No need to be disappointed, it’s just a wives tail.”
“What’s another one?”
“Hold an object on a string over your belly, if it rotates counterclockwise it’s a boy, clockwise is a girl.”
“Where’s a string?”
“I think there is one in the drawer there.” Yugi nods toward the bedside table near them, watching as his yami opens the drawer and slides some things around before pulling out long piece of white string. “You still need something to put on it.”
“We’ll use this pen.” Yami grabs a pen from the top of the table, threading the string to hold the pen before holding it over his lover’s stomach.
Both sets of purple eyes stare at the pen as he floats in the air inches from Yugi’s belly, Yami holds his hands perfectly still for several minutes before the pen starts to rotate.
“I like this one better.” Yami grins.
“You just like this one better because it says we’re having a boy.”
“Yep.”
“I wish it would be a girl just to see what you would do.” Yugi smiles as he sits his book aside.
“I already told you I don’t care what it is.”
“But you want a son.”
“Yes, but I’m not the only one.”
“I know. I still don’t see why all of you guys want a boy so bad, a girl would be great.”
“Chibi ichi, I don’t know anything about raising a girl. I am a boy, you are a boy, I was surrounded by men in Egypt and even now I am. What could I possible to with a little girl?” Yami asks.
“I don’t know. Teach her to play Duel Monsters.”
“Well, I’m going to do that no matter what it is.”
“Figure you would.” Yugi chuckles.
“Would you know how to take care of a little girl?”
“Well, no but I would do my best. I’d protect her and try to teach her to be lady like so she can meet a nice man or woman and have kids someday of her own.”
“No one is dating my daughter.” Yami shakes his head. “They would have to try and get by me first and that won’t be happening.”
“Are you going to act like that if it is a boy and they get ready to date?”
“Yes. I don’t want to think about my little baby having sex with someone one day.” Yami shudders.
“They will grow up and they will fall in love and they will hopefully have a family of their own in the future and then we will be grandparents.”
“I can’t even image us as parents let alone grandparents.”
“You’re not the only one. I’m still trying to get over the fact that I’m able to be pregnant.” Yugi rubs his large belly gently.
“I just wish I knew where you went that week you were missing. I want to exactly what they did to you and the others.”
“I would like to know too but in a way I’m kinda glad all this happened. I’ve always wanted a family but being with you I never figured I would get that chance, but because of whoever kidnapped us I get that chance now.”
“I feel the same way only I would want to know why they and how they did it and then I would kill them for taking you away from me.” Yami smirks.
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Malik chuckles as lays back on his bed, his hands moving over his large belly through his shirt as he closes his eyes and breathes deeply for a moment. Marik lays on his side next to his lover, his head propped up in his hand, his elbow buried deep in the fluffy pillow as he raises an eyebrow at his hikari.
“Uh…kitsune…are you alright?”
“I’m fine…just tickles when…it moves right there.” Malik gasps between giggles.
“So why aren’t you doing homework again?”
“Holiday, we all decided to take the day off from school work…even though school is still in session.”
“Do you like your Valentine’s gift?” Marik asks as his eyes drift from his hikari over to the bedside table where a box of opened chocolates sits before looking back down at Malik.
“I love them, my favorite. You did very well on your own, I’m proud of you.” The smaller pale blonde reaches you to run a hand down Marik’s neck. “You just had better get me a better present for my birthday.”
“What do you want?”
“Something good that we can use after the baby comes.” Malik winks up at his lover. “If you know what I mean.”
“I think I can figure out what you mean.” Marik chuckles, his free hand moving over to glide over the round belly of his hikari, his hand moves away quickly as the stomach jerks. “He kicked me.”
“It’s going to be a great little baby. Yes you are, yes. Such a good little baby already beating on his daddy.” Malik grins as he rubs his belly.
“Don’t encourage him.”
“I can if I want to.”
“No, you have to start teaching him to bug the hell out of the Pharaoh and his runt.” Marik smirks.
“Don’t call Yugi a runt.” Malik gently slaps his lover on the arm.
“Why not? That’s what he is.”
“So, you still shouldn’t call him that. Be nice and don’t teach our kid to call him that.”
“What can I teach him to call the Pharaoh?”
“How about Yami?” Malik shrugs.
“No, it has to be something good and evil.”
“You are not teaching our kid how to call people names. The others will be their uncles and that’s all. It will be Uncle Yami or Uncle Pharaoh.”
“That’s no fun.” The pale blonde yami pouts.
“Too bad.” Malik chuckles
TBC
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