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, original characters
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
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Beta(s): Az


General A/N: Hey all! See, you didn’t have to wait long for the sequel! Even with me being sick and training and going to school I still found time to send it off to my lovely beta, Az, to let her do the final look over….well, really the only look over. Lol. This sequel takes place 4 years after Project: Destiny and because I could think of no better name its just Project: Destiny Sequel…very catchy, I know. I’m also in the process of making a story line for another Yugioh story which so far is going to be called Stow-Aways…I’ll let you all guess on that one for a while. Well, let me shut up and get on with the first chapter in our sequel, hope you all enjoy…


Project: Destiny Sequel
Chapter One
by Ravenx

Bright lights crept through the small, high windows and through the thin white curtains, falling over the thick tan carpet, casting small, pale shadows on the tan walls trimmed in white. A small white loveseat decorated in pale violet dots sits by a door, on the wall adjacent to it sits a tall set of drawers made from light wood, a small mirror resting on top with several small items littered around it. A loud moan from under one of the windows opposite the loveseat echoes off the walls, two tanned bodies rubbing against each other over the tan and white striped comforter.

A small pale blonde lays under a larger one, his legs wrapped around the others bare waist tightly, his hands buried in the spiky pale blonde hair of his lover. Larger hands fist in the comforter to either side of the smaller boy’s head, his hips moving back and forth as their hard arousals rub against each other slowly.

“Oh…Marik…so good.” Malik throws his head back against the pillows, exposing his neck to his lover’s lips.

“Good, kitsune?” Marik chuckles.

“So good.”

Malik bucks his hips up more, his moans once again filling the air as he rubs against his yami’s thick arousal. His hands move from Marik’s hair to scratch down his muscular back leaving dark red marks, and as his lips moves to find his lovers’, his light violet eyes close and his hips continue to jerk up and down as Marik groans.

“We have…oh…to hurry…no…time for more…oh.” Malik gasps as Marik’s movements speeds up, his legs tightening around his yami’s waist.

Moments pass as the room echoes with deep, loud moaning, the bed creaking slightly as the two move against each other. It wasn’t too long before they tense up as pleasure rips through their bodies, their lips crushing against each other as their white hot seed explodes between their bodies, coating both their chests and stomachs.

“Oh…Marik, I so love you.” Malik mumbles against Marik’s lips.

“I love you to, kitsune.” The larger pale blonde sighs as he lay on top of his hikari, his lips kissing softly across Malik’s neck.

“Uh, off…get off!” Malik gasps as he starts pushing his lover off of him.

“Why?”

“You weigh a ton, get off before you crush me.”

“Fine.” Marik chuckles as he rolls over. “Wimp.”

“Oh, just shut up.” Malik runs his fingers over his sticky chest. “Yuck, we need to take a shower. Come on.” He hops off the bed, reaching towards the floor for his discarded boxers and shirt.

“Why are you getting dressed?”

“I don’t want our son to see me like this. Get dressed and let’s go to the bathroom. We have to hurry, the kids are probably up by now and driving Yugi crazy.”

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“Kiya, come in here and sit with the boys. Watch some cartoons.” Yugi sits on one side of the sofa, books and papers laid out beside him, his light violet eyes looking out into the entranceway holding the door outside and the stairs. His fingers were busy pulling at the hem of his striped dark green and white shirt, his dark jean covered legs stretched out in front of him.

“But daddy will be here soon.” A girl’s voice calls back.

“You can wait for him in here.”

“Daddy, when is dada coming home?” A small boy with narrow light purple eyes and spiky tri-colored hair, stands up from his position on the white carpet in front of the television, and moves over to lean on the arm of the sofa by Yugi.

“He should be here in a couple of minutes, honey.” Yugi runs a hand through his son’s thick hair.

“Is we going to see Talan today?”

“Maybe. Uncle Joey said he would call this afternoon and let us know if they were coming over or not.”

“Where is daddy and poppy?” Another little boy, slightly taller than the first, walks over to stand by Asheru, his long pale blonde hair falling down to his mid-back, his dark violet eyes, like Malik’s, look up at Yugi.

“Downstairs…talking about…something that little ears like yours shouldn’t hear.” Yugi smiles as he sets the book that was in his lap onto the cushion beside him. “Are you guys hungry?”

“Can I have some fruitloops?” Asheru asks.

“Yeah, me too.” Lyca nods.

“Sure, come on, into the kitchen.” The small hikari stands up, watching the boys run through the swinging door of the kitchen before stepping over to the doorway leading into the entranceway. “Kiya, come on sweetheart. Let’s get you something to snack on.”

Yugi’s light purple eyes look down at the small girl standing by the door, her light brown eyes looking out from one of the tall, thin windows by the door, her long, spiky white hair falling over her shoulders and down her back to her waist.

“But I want to be here when daddy comes home.”

“You’ll be in the kitchen, he’ll find you, I promise.”

“Fine.” Kiya turns around, a pout firmly on her face as she walks through the living room and into the kitchen.

Yugi just smiles as he follows behind her, moving over to the pantry he pulls out a box of fruitloops, walking over to the island in the center of the forest green kitchen and setting the box down before moving over to a cabinet and getting three small bowls down. He looks over to a small table on the other side of the room where the three kids sit, Asheru and Lyca talking quietly to each other while Kiya sits with her arms folded over her chest.

“Kiya, sweetheart, don’t pout.”

“I want my daddy.”

“He’ll be here in a couple of minutes.” Yugi sighs, walking over to sit down the bowls of dry cereal in front of the kids. “Here you go.”

“Can we have pizza tonight, daddy?” Asheru asks around a mouth full of cereal.

“I don’t know, baby, we’ll have to wait and see what your poppa says.” Yugi moves back over to the island, putting the cereal box back in the pantry.

Yugi turns to the swinging door as it opens to reveal two pale blondes walking into the room, smiles on their faces, their hair plastered to their foreheads. Low riding white jeans and a tight, light violet short sleeved shirt wraps around Malik’s slim form, while Marik wears only a pair of black track pants.

“Nice of you to resurface.” Yugi shakes his head.

“Sorry about that. It took longer than we figured once we entered the shower.” Malik grins as he leans against the island.

“I’m sure.”

“The others aren’t here yet?”

“Nope, they should be here any minute. Why didn’t you have to work again, Marik?”

“Only one of us had to work and Bakura drew the short straw.” Marik smirks.

“How was my little chubby bear?” Malik looks over at his son who pops another piece of cereal into his mouth.

“Lyca and Asheru really weren’t that much trouble.”

“Kiya again then? What was her problem today?”

“She wants her daddy and won’t accept that he won’t be home until a certain time.”

“Well, we all knew that having Bakura’s kid running around would probably get on our nerves.” Malik chuckles.

“I thought we’d have a problem with your kid too.” Yugi smiles.

“Hey! Lyca is a perfect little angel.”

“I know…although how he turned out that way is beyond me.”

“Oh, just shut up.” Malik rolls his light violet eyes.

“I don’t care what kind of straw I pick next time, you are so going to work instead of me.” Bakura growls as he enters the kitchen, his black jeans and dark gray tank top hugging his form.

“Daddy!” Kiya hops off of her small plastic chair, running into Bakura’s arms.

“Hey, Princess.” Bakura picks up his daughter, her small legs wrapping around his waist, her arms circling his neck as she kisses his cheek. One of his arms moves to rest under her tan shorts while his other hand rubs circles on the back of her white, short sleeved shirt with a small black dog on the front.

“Did you miss your daddy today?”

“Yes, daddy.” The small white haired girl says with a smile.

“Had a bad day at work?” Marik smirks.

“Yes. Every thing that could have gone wrong, did go wrong, and since you weren’t there, I had to help fix all of it.” Bakura moves over to the island, sitting his daughter on the edge while rubbing her back.

“Poor baby.”

“Shut up.”

“Uh, where is my yami at?” Yugi asks.

“He’ll be here in a minute, he had to pick up some toys that were in the driveway.”

“I told you guys to put those away.”

“Sorry, daddy.”

“Sorry, Uncle Yugi.”

“Kiya?” Yugi looks over at the white haired girl leaning on her father’s chest.

“I didn’t do anything.”

“You were outside playing with the others.”

“So?”

“Kiya…”

“Leave her alone.” Bakura growls at the smaller hikari.

“Don’t growl at my hikari.” Yami says as he enters the kitchen in a pair of tight black leather pants and black tank top.

“He shouldn’t mess with my daughter.”

“I wasn’t messing with her.” Yugi sighs.

“Dada!”

Yami looks down to see his small son tugging at his pants leg, so leaning down he picks Asheru up, the boy’s small form covered in a pair of jean shorts and a long sleeved yellow shirt with odd writing on the front in black.

“How’s my little prince today?”

“Good. I missed you dada.”

“I missed you.”

“Can we have pizza tonight?”

“Ash, let your dada rest from work for a little while and then we can discuss supper.” Yugi smiles over at his son.

“Did you get any work done today?” Yami asks his lover.

“Most of it, before these two disappeared downstairs.” The smaller hikari motions to the two pale blondes.

“You left my hikari alone with these three when he had school work to do?”

“We weren’t gone that long.” Malik chuckles, moving over to sit in one of the small plastic chairs by his son. “Can I have some furitloops?”

“Yeah.” Lyca smiles up as his daddy.

“Have you heard from Joey today?” Yami asks his lover, his dark purple eyes watching his son’s small hands playing with the Millennium Puzzle around his neck.

“Not yet.”

“Have they taken their naps yet?”

“Yep, they woke up not long after Malik and Marik left me alone with them.” Yugi smiles.

“We said we were sorry.” Malik speaks up from the corner of the room.

“Are you going away again tomorrow, dada?” Asheru asks his father, his light purple eyes looking up into Yami’s dark ones.

“Nope. Tomorrow is Saturday, I’m going to be home with you all day long.” Yami smiles down at his son.

“Good.”

“Where is everyone?” A voice calls from the living room.

“In the kitchen.” Yugi calls back.

“Hey, guys.” Ryou waves as he comes through the door a moment later, a pair of loose blue cotton pants hanging over his white sneakers and a loose blue, short sleeved shirt covering his upper body.

“Mommy!” Kiya holds her small hands out to the white haired boy as Bakura moves out of the way to allow his lover to stand in front of their daughter.

“Hello, baby.” Ryou wraps his arms around the small girl, kissing her forehead before leaning over to give his lover a kiss.

“How was your day at the hospital?” Malik asks.

“Great. I helped deliver a set of twins.”

“Cool.” Yugi says.

“I think its great you decided to go into nursing, Ryou.” Yami smiles over at the other boy.

“I do too, I mean, I really love it.”

“At least you’re in the part of school where you’re spending most of the time at the hospital and getting first hand experience. I still can only be an assistant teacher two days a week, the rest of the time I’m in class.” Yugi pouts.

“You don’t have that much longer before you graduate and become a full fledged teacher.”

“I know but it feels like I’ve been in college forever.”

“Same here.” Ryou nods.

“That’s why I’m glad I didn’t go.” Malik gets up from next to Lyca, moving over to stand by his lover.

“Yeah, so you just beg your sister for a part-time job as a tour guide at the museum.” Yami shakes his head.

“So? My man makes enough money for the both of us. Besides, this way we never had to hire a babysitter for the little ones.” Malik smiles widely as he wraps his arms around Marik’s waist.

“Mommy, I’m hungry.” Kiya’s light brown eyes stare up at the white haired hikari, her small fingers grabbing the front of his shirt.

“You are? What does my baby girl want to eat?” Ryou smiles down at his little girl.

“Peanut butter and jelly sandwich.”

“What kind of jelly?”

“Blackberry!”

“Okay.” Ryou moves away from his daughter, moving around the kitchen to collect the items need to make Kiya her sandwich. “What do we have planned for the rest of the day?”

“Joey is suppose to call sometime to let us know if they’re coming over here.” Yugi reaches out to tickle his son’s sides as he clings to Yami’s chest, his laughter bouncing off the kitchen’s forest green walls.

“Poppy.” Lyca tugs on the track pants Marik wears.

“What is it, big boy?”

“Can we play?”

“Sure, come on, let’s go into the living room.” The large pale blonde picks up his son before leaving the kitchen, the swinging door moving back and forth a couple times before coming to a stop.

“I’m going to go play too.” Malik chuckles, following behind his lover and son.

“Was Seto in the office today?” Yugi asks his yami.

“No.”

“Ever since Talan was born he doesn’t go into the office unless absolutely necessary. I think it’s sweet.” Ryou smiles as he cuts up his daughter’s sandwich.

“It is.” Yugi nods.

“Dada, I have to go to the bathroom.” Asheru pouts up to his father.

“Alright, I’ll take you upstairs, I have to drop off some stuff in our room.” Yami starts toward the door. “I might lay down for a little, chibi ichi.”

“Okay. I’ll make sure to keep the kids quiet.” Yugi watches his lover walk out of the kitchen with his son before turning back to the white haired family.

“Here you go, honey.” Ryou sits the peanut butter and jelly sandwich slices beside his daughter on the island.

“Thank you, mommy.” Kiya smiles as she reaches for a small piece.

“You’re welcome, baby.” The white haired yami smiles as pale arms wrap around his waist, his lover’s chin resting on his shoulder.

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A large black door with a brass dragon head in the middle of it opens to reveal a tall, lean boy with long jet black hair, violet eyes that look around the entranceway as he closes the door behind him. Stopping to slip off his black sneakers, the boy sits down a dark blue book bag, before proceeding to remove his navy school uniform jacket, and after hanging it up by the door, he picks his bag back up again and moves toward the large opened doorway on his right.

Stepping into the burgundy living room, his sock clad feet makes no sound on the dark wooden floors or the large Persian rug in the center of the room. He chuckles as he looks down towards the burgundy sofa where a tall brunette was stretched out on it, his long legs bent slightly to fit. The brunette wore a pair of loose, black slacks, and a black, long sleeved shirt hugging his slightly muscular chest.

Snuggled on his chest was a small boy that looks like a smaller version of the brunette, a pair of black shorts and light blue shirt covering his small form. The child’s head was tucked gently under the brunette’s chin, his small arms and legs hanging limply over the taller boy, and a black covered arm was slung over the boy’s back.

The black haired boy moves around the back of the sofa, leaning over it, a smile on his face as he reaches out to gently shake the taller brunette’s shoulder. After receiving only small moan and a slight head turn, he shakes a little harder.

“Wake up, big brother.”

“Mm…what?” A dark blue eye cracks open, looking up into violet eyes.

“Wake up. How long have you two been sleeping?”

“Don’t know. What time is it?”

“A little after four.”

“And you’re just getting home from school?” Seto looks up at his brother through sleep filled eyes.

“I was hanging out with my friends.” Mokuba looks down at the small boy on his brother’s chest. “You have something growing on you.” He chuckles.

“Don’t I always?” The arm not wrapped around his son reaches up to rub his eyes. “Well?”

“Well, what?”

“How does it feel to be out of high school?”

“I haven’t graduated yet, Seto.”

“But you’re out of school and graduating next Friday, so what’s the difference?”

“Nothing I guess. I’m so glad I survived four years in that place. I can’t wait for next Friday, which reminds me, a friend of mine is throwing a party at his house and I was thinking of going.” Mokuba turns wide violet eyes to his brother.

“You don’t have to look at me like that any more. You’re eighteen, as long as you don’t drink or get drunk, you can go. And no sex would be nice.”

“No…that sounds a little over controlling from the guy who became a father at nineteen.”

“Shut up, where is your brother-in-law?”

“Don’t know, just got home.”

“Hey, wake up my little pup.” Seto rubs his son’s back gently, his other hand moving to stroke through the thick brown hair. “Wake up, pup.”

Talan snuggles more into his father’s chest, a small hand moving off of the sofa to tuck under his own chin. Seto’s hands wrap gently around his son as he slowly sits up, the boy remaining glued to his chest, his thin legs falling to either side of the tall brunette’s waist as Seto’s stands up carefully.

“Let’s go find Joey.” Seto moves out of the living room and down a small hallway beside the stairs, entering through a dark wooden door into the kitchen. “There you are.”

Joey sits at the round table facing the door, a white cordless phone held up to one of his ears as his honey colored eyes look up towards the entering three. He waves and smiles as he continues talking to the other person on the phone, his short sleeved, dark orange shirt with a green blob on the front hangs loosely on his chest while his dark blue jeans hug his lower body tightly.

“You want anything to drink?” Mokuba asks his older brother as he moves toward the large silver refrigerator.

“Just bottled water.” Seto sits down next to his lover, leaning over to kiss the side of Joey’s head and earning himself a smile from the sandy blonde.

“Okay, so we’ll see you guys tomorrow. Ja ne.” Joey turns off the phone, placing it on the dark wooden table. “You two finally decided to get up?”

“One of us did.” Seto motions to their still sleeping son. “Why didn’t you wake us up?”

“You were so cute I just couldn’t bring myself to wake you up.” Joey leans over, kissing his sleeping son on top of the head.

“Who was on the phone?”

“Yugi. I told him we wouldn’t be coming over tonight but we’ll stop by tomorrow and go to the park with them.”

“That sounds good, can I come?” Mokuba asks as he sits down in a chair in front of the other two, handing a bottled water to his big brother.

“Sure.” The sandy blonde nods.

“Not that I’m complaining, but why aren’t we going over there tonight?” Seto asks his lover.

“I thought we could spend a night here as a family. Have a nice home cooked meal and all.”

“As long as you don’t cook, I think that’s a great idea.” Mokuba chuckles.

“Hey! I’ve become a better cook over the years.” Joey pouts.

“Mm…daddy.” Talan slowly opens his honey colored eyes, looking over to the sandy blonde before holding out his arms to him.

“Has my baby dragon finally decided to get up?” Joey smiles as he takes his son into his arms, kissing him gently on the forehead as Talan rubs his eyes with his small fist.

“Hey, little man.” Mokuba winks as Talan turns his head to look at him, a smile forming on the small face before he buries his head into Joey’s shoulder.

“You want to go to the park tomorrow with your aunts and uncles and friends?” Joey asks his son who only shakes his head. “Why not? Asheru will be there.”

“Don’t say that to get him to go.” Seto shakes his head.

“Why not? Asheru is like his best friend.” Mokuba says.

“He just doesn’t like it because Yami’s kid is friends with his.” Joey rolls his eyes.

“Asheru is a best friend to all the kids…well, except for Kiya, but that’s more her fault than his.”

“True. I’ve always said a kid of Bakura’s would be trouble.” Seto says before taking a sip of his water.

“Kiya isn’t that bad. She does act polite when Ryou is in the room.”

“But not with just Bakura.”

“So, does my little dragon want to go to the park now?” Joey asks his son.

“Yeah. Uncle Mokie going?” Talan asks.

“Yep.” Mokuba says as he yawns.

“Tired, kiddo?” Seto looks over at his grown brother.

“A little. I’ve been up all night this week studying for exams. I’m so going to sleep tonight…well, as long as you two can keep it down.” Mokuba chuckles.

“Don’t even go there with Talan in the room.” Joey shakes his head as he hugs his son gently, sticking his tongue out at the laughing raven haired boy across from him.

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