Project: Destiny

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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
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General A/N: Hey all! Just a couple more chapters left in this before the sequel! I’m glad your all enjoying it so far. I’m going to try to update again before Wednesday since that is my first day of school and my first day training for my new job so I won’t be on a computer any that day and it will be the same schedule Thursday. Neway, I hope you enjoy this chapter....


Project: Destiny
Chapter Thirty Three
by Ravenx

“You are such a good little chubby bear.” Malik coos down at the giggling baby in his arms, Lyca reaches up and grabs a handful of pale blonde hair. “Maybe I spoke too soon.”

“Now, are you going to be good for daddy?” Yugi sits next to the other hikari, Asheru laying on the sofa between them as the smaller boy picks up a clean diaper from the diaper bag next to him.

“I still can’t stop laughing when I think about Yami changing him the other day.” The pale blonde laughs out loud.

“I think he learned very fast to be careful when changing a little boy’s diaper.”

“My little chubby bear is good, he has never peed on daddy’s head.” Malik pops Lyca gently on the nose causing the baby to go cross-eyed and giggle even more. “So how does it feel to have Asheru home?”

“These last couple of weeks back at home has been great.” Yugi smiles as he unfastens the small light blue jumper from in between the tiny kicking legs.

“How about your soreness?”

“Mainly just going up and down the stairs and standing up is the times it really hurts.”

“That was what got me the most too.”

“I just feel sorry for poor Ryou. It’s already April and still no baby.” Yugi pouts.

“Hopefully it will be soon, I think he is starting to feel left out.” Malik takes a hold of Lyca’s hands, the small fingers wrapping around his own.

“But the doctor says everything is still healthy with him and the baby. I just hate it that he has to spend all his time down in the basement with Marik and Bakura to make sure they actually do some work. How is it coming down there?”

“Half of the room is cleaned up. Still boxes and crap on the other side.”

“We’ll have to find a way to thank Seto for letting us use his truck to move that stuff.” Yugi smiles as he fastens a new diaper to Asheru’s bottom.

“I still can’t believe Seto Kaiba has a pickup truck.” Malik chuckles.

“I think he has about every type of vehicle in his garage. Yes, that’s a good boy, didn’t pee on daddy’s head.” Yugi wrinkles his nose up at his son, a small giggle escaping the baby’s lips.

“We’re going to have to get another refrigerator soon.” Yami sighs as he comes into the room with the swinging door of the kitchen, two bottles in his hands.

“Why?” The pale blonde questions as he takes the violet bottle. “Look what Uncle Yami brought you, chubby bear.”

“The one we have is practically filled with bottles and that isn’t counting the ones we’ll need to put in there when Ryou gives birth.” Yami leans over the back of the sofa, watching as Yugi finishes refastening Asheru’s jumper. “Come here, my little Prince, let papa feed you.” He bends down to gently lift up the small boy, kissing his forehead before giving him the green bottle in his hand.

“Good thing we got them on the same feeding schedule. It’s so much easier.” Yugi smiles as his light violet eyes follow Yami and their son to the chair near him.

“Easier and healthier for my chubby bear. Every time Asheru was getting feed and he wasn’t he would make a fuss until we feed him and then he still wanted his normal bottle.” Malik sighs.

“He is a hungry little guy.” Yugi chuckles.

“No kidding.”

“Bakura! I’m going to kill you!” A shout comes from the basement causing Lyca’s head to turn in the direction as he continues to suck on his bottle.

“Was that your poppy? Huh? Was that my little chubby bear’s poppy?” Malik giggles as his son smiles around the nipple of his bottle. “There is no telling what those two are up to now.”

“I feel sorry for Ryou.” Yugi sighs.

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Ryou sits in an old white and blue fold up chair on the old concert near the stairs of the basement, his light brown eyes looking around at the still empty boxes and items scattered across half the room. Ryou brushes a strand of white hair behind his ear as he watches his yami pick up a heavy box, moving it next to him at the foot of the stairs.

“Can we take a break now?” Bakura asks.

“Kura, you’ve been working a total of five minutes. So no.” Ryou sighs.

“Get back to work, Bakura.” Marik growls as he finishes empting off a large cabinet.

“Don’t tell me what to do.” The white haired yami growls back.

“Guys don’t start. Kura, help him lift that cabinet, you guys have to move it over here near the stairs, we’ll wait for Yami to help haul it upstairs.”

Bakura grumbles under his breath as he moves over to grab one end of the large cabinet, Marik grabbing the other end. The two lift up, grunts coming from their lips as they heave the heavy object half-way across the room before Bakura trips over the edge of a box, his hands slipping from cabinet forcing Marik to drop his side. The pale blonde groans loudly, the sound echoing off the walls as the pulls his foot out from under the large cabinet, his narrowing dark violet eyes turn to look at the other yami as he growls.

“Bakura! I’m going to kill you!”

“What? It was an accident.” Bakura tries to hide his laughter.

“You’re dead.”

Marik limps over to the other yami, Bakura backing up slowly before grinning evilly and running across the room, the pale blonde right behind him. Ryou sighs, shaking his head he slowly gets up, a hand on his large belly as he walks over to the clear side of the room.

“Kura! Marik! Stop it.”

“He is the one chasing me.” Bakura says as he runs behind his hikari, his arms wrapping around Ryou’s waist.

“You dropped the cabinet on my foot.” Marik yells, limping slightly closer to the duo.

“I tripped. Wasn’t my fault.”

“Just drop it, guys. Please.” Ryou pouts up at the pale blonde yami.

“Fine. But if he does it again, he is dead.”

“Go help with the cabinet, Kura.” The white haired hikari pushes his lover back toward the heavy cabinet.

“Why do I have to do this again?” Marik asks.

“Cause this will be your room.”

“Can’t I go up and spend some time with my son?”

“Help Kura move the cabinet and then you can go.”

Marik smirks as he quickly limps over to his side of the cabinet, lifting it up in time with Bakura and walking backwards, both of them watching out for boxes. Sitting the large piece of furniture down, the pale blonde hops up the stairs two at a time.

“Later.” Marik calls over his shoulder.

“Come on, let’s go get something to eat.” Bakura moves toward the stairs.

“No, you are going to keep working.”

“What?” Dark brown eyes snap over to look at the smaller white haired boy.

“You are staying down here and packing up some more boxes. I’d like to get us all moved around and comfortable before the babies are too old and it will take several weeks to get the basement done. That doesn’t even include the redecorating upstairs.”

“But you let Marik go.”

“He has a little son to spend time with. The only person you should want to spend time with is right here with you.” Ryou smiles innocently.

“But…”

“Kura, please just keep packing some boxes.”

“Fine. But you owe me a big one.” The white haired yami growls, moving over to start stuffing items into a box.

“I don’t think so. You should want to do this just because I want you too. I shouldn’t owe you anything.”

“Well, you’re wrong.”

“And what would I owe you?” Ryou carefully sits back down in his chair.

“Let’s just say you won’t be able to do it until after you gave birth and got back to your flexible self.” Bakura smirks.

“You are just an evil yami.”

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“Let’s say it again. Poppy is an idiot. Yes, he is. What’s poppy? Yes, an idiot.” Malik giggles as he rest on the sofa with his knees bent and feet on the coffee table, Lyca laying on his knees to face him. The baby’s hands are wrapped around Malik’s fingers, the pale blonde lifts his hands up and down grinning down at his son who just giggles and coos.

“Would you stop saying that? That better not be his first word.” Marik growls from beside his lover.

Lyca giggles, one of his hands letting go of Malik’s finger and reaching out to the large pale blonde, his chubby legs kicking slightly at Malik’s stomach.

“Yes, poppy is funny isn’t he?” Malik chuckles.

“He has been up an awful lot today.” Yugi comments as he gently rocks a sleeping Asheru in his arms.

“A couple days ago he started sleeping most of the night and staying up more during the day. He’ll wake up only once or twice now and that’s mostly for either a dirty diaper or a bottle.”

“Lucky. This one gets up about twenty times a night.” Yami motions toward his son.

“That’s how Lyca was at first too. He’ll settle down soon.” Malik smiles down at Lyca who still watches Marik, his chubby fist reaching out to the larger pale blonde. “You want your poppy?”

“Come to me, big boy.” Marik grins as he takes Lyca from his hikari, carefully bringing him up to kiss the pale forehead of his son before laying him in his lap. “Hey, little man. Did you want your poppy? You love your poppy better than your loud mouthed…”

“If you finish that sentence you are going to be in so much trouble.” Malik hisses.

“Is Bakura and Ryou not coming up?” Yugi asks.

“Don’t know. Don’t care.” Marik says as he plays with his son. “But we do need Yami to help bring up that heavy cabinet down there.”

“The one that fall on your foot?” Malik chuckles.

“Yes and it wasn’t funny.”

“I wonder how Talan is doing today?” Yugi quietly looks over at Yami, a small smile forming on his lips as he watches his lover looking down at their son.

“I don’t know, chibi ichi. Do you want to call them and see if they want to come over for a while?”

“Yes, please.” The smaller boy smiles innocently up at his yami.

“Then I’ll be right back.” The tri-colored haired yami spares one last look at his son before moving to the phone on the other side of the room.

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“Whose that? Is that Uncle Mokie?” Joey coos down at his son in his arms as the two stands in the middle of the entranceway watching the door open and close to reveal the short black haired boy in his gray school uniform.

“Hey, guys!” Mokuba grins as he quickly walks over to them, slipping out of his shoes without stopping. “How has he been today?”

“A good little boy. He spent most of the morning with his father in the study helping him with some papers.” The sandy blonde chuckles. “Do you have any homework?”

“Oh, yeah. They piled it on us for the weekend. It sucks. You are so lucky you can do your schoolwork any time you want.” Mokuba pouts, reaching out to gently take Talan’s hand in his much larger one.

“So I guess this means you can’t play this weekend.”

“Of course I will be. I’ll just leave my homework until Sunday night.” The younger boy smiles innocently up at the sandy blonde.

“I don’t think so. You’ll go upstairs right now and work on it.”

“Okay.” Mokuba moves around Joey toward the stairs.

“Wait! On second thought go into the kitchen and do it.”

“What? Why?” The raven haired boy whines.

“Because you go upstairs to your room and you’ll be playing video games all night long. So just go to the kitchen and get started.”

“But…”

“Do I have to get Seto?”

“Fine. I’m going, I’m going.” Mokuba pouts as he storms off to the kitchen with his book bag over his shoulder.

“Why were you going to have to get me?”

Joey jumps as warm breath ghosts over his neck, turning quickly to see a smirking Seto standing behind him. The brunette reaches out, taking his now sleeping son from the sandy blonde’s arms and rocking him gently, his ice blue eyes staring slightly down into honey.

“Don’t do that. You scared me.” Joey hisses.

“Why were you going to have to get me?”

Mokuba wanted to go up to his room to do his pile of homework but I knew better. I told him to go into the kitchen and not to make me get you to make him.”

“You’re already starting to sound like a good father.” Seto chuckles.

“Good. I was starting to worry you would be the best parent.” Joey sticks his tongue out at his lover. “So, are you done working?”

“For today. I want to spend some more time with my son.”

“You’ve had him all day. It’s my turn.”

“Lucky you, I just so happen to want to spend more time with my beautiful lover, too.”

“Really?” Joey leans his head on Seto’s shoulder, his honey eyes looking down at the calm face of his son.

“Yes. Why don’t we just go into the living room for a while and sit on the sofa. Relax.”

“Yeah, cause I’ve been doing so much lately I need to relax.” The sandy blonde chuckles softly.

“You just had a baby a couple of weeks ago, you need some time to relax before he gets older.” Seto wraps an arm around his lover’s waist, moving them toward the living room slowly.

“It can’t really be any worse then now can it? He already wakes up four or five times a night.”

“It might quite down a little in a couple of weeks but I was talking more about when he learns how to crawl and walk. We’ll be chasing him all over the house.”

“Let’s not talk about that. This house is way too big to be thinking about that.”

“At least we’ll have Mokie to help us.”

“True.” Joey sits down the burgundy sofa in the living room with his lover next to him.

Talan’s small face wrinkles up as his honey colored eyes open, his small pink tongue sticking out for a moment while a tiny fist escapes the loose blue blanket wrapped around him.

“Hey, little dragon. Can you not sleep well?” Joey smiles over at his son, reaching out to pull the soft material of the blanket away from Talan’s face.

“When did he last eat?”

“About an hour ago.”

Seto looks over his shoulder as he hears a faint ringing coming from outside the room, he sighs as he begins to get up but stops when the ringing ceases.

“Guess, Mokie got it.” The brunette sighs, smiling down at his son who waves his balled up fist around in the air.

“I’m so in love with this.”

“What?”

“Having a family. I was worried at first, didn’t think I’d be good at it with how I was raised but I like it so far. I think I’m doing a good job.” Joey smiles at himself.

“I think you are to.”

“I just can’t believe we are fathers at such a young age.”

“I understand that but I’m still trying to get over actually having a son when my lover is another boy. I still wish I could find out who did this to you.”

“Would you still want to kill them?” Joey asks quietly.

“Yes. They took you from me for a week, had me going out of mind with worry. But before I kill them I’d ask what they did to allow you to become pregnant.” Seto leans over, kissing Joey on the forehead gently.

“Well, I just hope you are happy with one son. Cause the doc said after we gave birth all the parts needed to get pregnant just kinda disappeared. Which I don’t really understand.”

“Hey, guys? Were are you?” Mokuba’s voice calls from the entranceway.

“Living room.” Joey calls back.

“Hey, Seto.” The raven haired boy comes into the room with a smile on his face.

“Hello, Mokie. How was your day at school?”

“Boring as usual. Yami is on the phone.” The younger boy hands the phone to Joey before plopping down next to his older brother.

“Hey, Yami.” Joey says into the receiver.

“Hello, Joey. How are you three doing today?”

“Great. Seto has been working most of the day though. What about you guys? Ryou gone into labor yet?”

“No, and I think he is going to go crazy soon if he doesn’t. Marik and Bakura started to go at each other but he stopped them. I don’t know how he is going to take care of a baby and Bakura.”

“I was just thinking that same thing. I’d have Bakura hit over the head.” Joey chuckles.

“You and me both. Yugi wanted me to call you and see if you guys want to come over for a while today.”

“I don’t know. Hold on a second.” The sandy blonde removes the phone from his ear, placing one of his hands over the bottom of it before turning to Seto. “Do you guys want to go over to Ryou’s for a little today?”

“Why?” Seto asks.

“Just to hang out.”

“Can we? Please, Seto.” Mokuba pouts up at his big brother.

“You have homework to do.”

“So? I can do it when we get back. Please. I want to see Asheru and Lyca.”

“Me too.” Joey turns his pout to his lover.

“I’m going to be in trouble when you two teach Talan that look, won’t I?”

“Oh, yeah.” The sandy blonde smiles.

“Fine, but just for a little.” Seto sighs.

“Thank you.” Joey kisses his lover on the shoulder before bringing the phone back to his ear. “Yeah, Yami we can come over.”

“Good. How about now?”

“Yeah, just give us time to get everything together for Talan.”

“Okay. See you later.”

“Bye.” Joey turns off his receiver, looking over at his now sleeping son in Seto’s arms. “Mokie, you want to go and get Talan’s baby bag fixed up?”

“Sure.” The raven haired boy hops off the sofa carefully, running for the stairs.

“Do we really have to go over there?”

“Yes. They are our friends, we are going to go and visit them.”

“Yugi, Ryou, and even Malik I can deal with just not the others.”

“You mean Bakura and Marik? I can understand that.” Joey smiles.

“And Yami.”

“Yami isn’t that bad. I figure you two should be friends by now.”

“What makes you think that?” Seto lifts an elegant eyebrow to his lover.

“I don’t know. You don’t really have anything to fight about anymore. I mean, you know that what he told you about your past life as his Priest was true.”

“That’s not the only thing that annoyed me about him.”

“Then what else?”

“Just forget it.” Seto sighs, his arms slowly rocking his sleeping son.

“See, you can’t even thing of anything to say.” Joey chuckles. “You like him. Just admit it.”

“That is something I will never do no matter what happens.”

“But you gave him a job.”

“That doesn’t count. You gave Marik and Bakura jobs too. Which I still can’t believe.”

“Neither can I.” The brunette chuckles.

TBC
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