Nesting Habits: Fledgling Flights

Fledgling Flights

Author: Kinkou

Rating: M

Genre: AU Romance/Humor

Pairing: Jono/Seth,

Disclaimer: I do not hold any rights to anything in the Yugioh world. That all remains with its creator. And no moneys have exchanged hands.

Chapters {3/?}

***a/n I know it’s short and I’m sorry. But I am leading up to something big soon that has to happen in Nesting Habits first.****

Chapter 3:

Laughter echoed through the Palace gardens as several children raced around. Even the sun smiled upon their play; no one looking out at them could frown. Standing just in the shade of a doorway, Seth watched his little golden love walk past the smaller toddler trying to catch him. Two steps forward then two back. By the large grins splitting both faces, neither were bored of their game. At least until one of the larger children ran into the toddler.  

Giant tears threatened the adorable indigo depths as he sniffed. His tri-colored hair drooped sadly from it’s normal gravity-defying spikes. But before they could fall, Jono scooped him up. Cooing, Jono wiped the toddler’s eyes. “There, there. You’re okay.” The child smiled up at the older boy. “You’re such a big boy and your smile is so beautiful, Heba. There’s no need to cry. I’m sure Akefia didn’t mean it.”

The silver haired boy nodded quickly at Jono’s disapproving glare. “Yeah, Heba. I really am sorry.” After he got the toddler’s small nod, he fled the garden; his twin in tow.

Huffing, Jono carried the little prince over to the fountain. Regardless of Heba’s struggles the older boy washed the child’s face. “Don’t worry, Heba. Those two are just idiots.”

Heba laid his head on Jono’s strong shoulder. “Tay no pway ne.” His thumb slowly migrated to his mouth.

Jono felt himself tearing up at the heartache in the child’s voice. Fighting it back, he hugged the prince tighter. “I’m sorry they don’t play with you. It’s just that the games they like to play are more than you can handle right now. When you are a little older, I’m sure they’ll let you play.” Moving to a cushion situated in the shade of a tree, Jono sat down. “Right now they only want to run; you just started walking. Soon enough, you’ll be able to keep up.”

“Ono pway ne.”

His smile widened, but before Jono could answer Seth’s smooth voice cut in. “That’s because he knows all the best games.”

Looking up, both boys’ grin split their faces. “ET! Pway ne?!” Heba’s eyes shone almost as bright as Jono’s when Seth picked them both up and settled against the tree with them in his lap.

“Sorry, my Prince. I’m actually here to gather Jono. It’s nearing time for him to leave.”

The little glare made it hard for Seth not to laugh. “No ince. Eba. Ono no eef. Pway ne.”

Jono elbowed his fiance, attempting to keep him from laughing, “I’d love not to leave, Heba, but I’m needed back home. The Atlantean Lord was gracious...er nice enough to allow me to visit for the past six months. But it’s time for me to go.” When Heba’s eyes started watering, Jono quickly hugged him. “Don’t be sad. I heard your father say Seth, you brother, and you are supposed to come visit not long from now so you can see where I live. You’ll get to see the Planer Gardens and play with other children your age.”

“Pwomis?”

So much emotion lay bare in that one word. Jono couldn’t help but swear. Even if Ki and himself had to fly the three there themselves; so be it. “I promise. Now, I see Mistress Nali has come to collect you for dinner. I’ll see you later. Be good for you mother, Nali, and father.” Hugging the toddler, Jono placed him on his feet. After Heba and his nanny Nali disappeared, Jono sat back with a groan. He may only be eleven solstices old, but he could honestly say he felt over forty. Even for a two solstice old, Heba held endless energy.

Seth chuckled, massaging Jono’s shoulders. Kissing his love’s blond locks, Seth held him closer. “Sore, love?”

“Where does he get all that energy?”

“Probably from his mother. The Pharaoh's queen is a very...um… active person.” Seth enjoyed Jono’s barking laugh.

“True. If I didn’t know she was a Magician Valkyrie, I’d almost swear she was a Rabbit.”

Jono felt Seth’s death glare in his hair. “Don’t curse us like that. We have enough problems with Wamani’s children dropping by randomly.”

Smiling gently, Jono patted Seth’s hand “I still say you guys got the best batch. Heba and his brother are adorable! Akefia and his twin are little hellions just like their father, Wamani. Odion follows those two mercilessly. At least his sister, little Ishtar, can reign those three in. Otherwise the Councils would get nothing done.”

Seth’s snort shook the boy. “Like we get anything done anyway. It seems the Human Council is dragging their feet on every little thing about the Dark Faction.”

“I noticed when Ki or myself are called to report. Something feels off, but like I told my Lord, I can’t say what.”

Tightening his arms, Seth bit back a curse. “Anything strong enough for a vision?”

Jono shook his head. “No. Only a sense of mal-intent but nothing urgent or strong.”

“I don’t like this.”

“Neither do I. Neither do I.” Patting Seth’s hand, Jono’s mind flashed back to when they were writing their contract together. At first Seth was confused why Jono insisted on its specific wording, but after a moment he relented. For that Jono was glad. There was no way he could tell Seth about his vision. It would only hurt the older boy far more when the time came.