The Viking Brothers

ChibiMisu here! Happy Holidays everyone! I know I said I would have this up before Christmas, but I got backed up, so I figured finishing it on Xmas Eve would be just as good! ^_^ This is the last chapter of the first story. Yes, the story is coming to an end. T_T

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Now, read on fellow Vikings!

The Viking Brothers

Chapter 41: Two Weddings and A Party

Yami and Seto, along with King Olaf and his advisor, Keldan sat in the meeting room. Yami was tapping his fingers on the table, waiting for Olaf to say something as he looked over some papers. Seto had to bring him all the information he had recorded about the preparations for the battle. Yami figured the worse that could happen was having to pay a penalty. That wasn’t a problem. Olaf finally lifted his head to speak.

“Everything seems fine.” He said plainly and pushed the papers back over to Yami, who motioned for Seto to take them. “Although I’m a bit upset that you didn’t include ME in this fight, Yami! I hated Pegasus as much as you did!”

“Then why didn’t you do anything about him before?” Yami asked, folding his arms on the table.

“I didn’t know he was causing you so much trouble. You should have come to me with these problems first before rushing into a fight.”

“But it was a fight inside the family and I didn’t see the need to bother your men with my problems.” Olaf rolled his eyes.

“By all means, bring your problems to me! It’s been so boring in this country lately and all I do is sit around or train my men. I need some excitement here!” Yami glared.

“So that’s what all this is about? You came all the way here because you were bored? You almost scared my poor little Yugi to death with your sudden presence! He thought he was in trouble!”

“You didn’t even tell him you have a king, Yami! He had no idea who I was!” Yami’s eyebrow twitched, knowing that Olaf was right. He had forgotten completely.

“So, are we in trouble or not?” Seto finally spoke, crossing his arms. “I have things to do.”

“No, you’re not in trouble. I just wanted to see what was going on with the Bolverk family. We missed you at the games this year.”

“We had some family matters to settle.” Yami told him. “We plan to be there this year.”

“Where is it going to be held?” Seto asked.

“In Iceland. I thought we could go for some winter play this year!” Olaf said with a grin and Seto just groaned.

“Great, that means we have pay for sleighs.” Seto said sarcastically, looking at Yami. “And horses.” Yami waved his hand.

“We can bring Avaldamon with us. He’s strong enough AND big enough to pull us along through the snow.” Seto growled.


“That means we have to put up with that gigantic horse for a month or so! He eats more than Marik does!”

“You know perfectly well that Marik never leaves Avaldamon behind. Even if we had no use for him, Marik would bring him anyway.” Seto growled.

“But I HATE having animals on our long ships! One goat and a few chickens are fine!” Yami held his hand up.

“We have a few months to talk about this, Seto. Let me finish up with Olaf.” Seto huffed and crossed his arms. “I apologize, King Olaf.”

“It’s alright, Yami.” He said with a wave of his hand. “I only plan to stay one night then I will head back home.”

“Would you like to stay for the weddings?” Yami asked, ignoring the glare from Seto. Olaf had a look of surprise on his face.

“Weddings? Who’s getting married?”

“My friend Seto here and my brother Marik.” Olaf stroked his beard in thought.

“Hm...sorry, but I can’t stay. I have some work to catch up with back home. I would like to stay, but duty calls.” Yami nodded.

“I understand.” Olaf stood up.

“Right then. I’ll let you two go now so you can run to your lovers. Summon me when dinner is ready. Oh, and I leave with my soldiers at dawn tomorrow. Don’t worry about seeing me off. Sleep in late with your lovers.” With that, Olaf left the room followed by his advisor.

“Good. I’m glad he’s not staying.” Seto told Yami. “He gets on my nerves sometimes and I did NOT want the king at my wedding.” Yami looked up at him and cocked an eyebrow.

“Why are you in such a bad mood anyway?” Yami asked.

“I just have so much work to do and I know Jou is going to start pestering me about the wedding. I just want to rest...”

“Your work can wait for a few days.” Yami told him. “This is my wedding gift to you. Go get some rest.” Seto stared at him, wide eyed.

“Really?”

“Really, really.” Yami smiled. “Go on, go take a few days off. The castle will survive.” Seto placed a hand on Yami’s shoulder.

“Thanks Yami, this means a lot to me.” Yami smiled up at him.

“You’re welcome. I have to go find Yugi now and tell him everything is alright. He was worried that I was going to get into trouble with Olaf.”

“You do that.” Seto said, heading out of the room. “I’m accepting your gift and going to take a long, well deserved rest! I’ll see you eventually.” Seto left with a wave over his shoulder.


Bakura’s room:

Ryou quickly entered Bakura’s room, carrying a tray with soup, meat, bread, and wine. Bakura sat on his bed, tapping his fingers on the night stand. He didn’t look very happy.

“Took you long enough.”

“I apologize, Bakura, but the kitchen has been so busy trying to make dinner for all the hungry warriors.” Bakura sighed.

“Whatever. Just give me my food.” Ryou handed Bakura the tray of food then went to pick up the scattered armor and clothes. He threw the dirtied, bloody tunic into the laundry basket and set the armor next to the wardrobe. No doubt Bakura will want him to clean it. He saw movement out of the corner of his eye and turned his head to see Bakura walking to his desk with his tray. He laid the tray down and sat in his chair, snapping his fingers.

“I want my hair brushed.”

“Oh, of course!” Ryou hurried over and picked up the brush, slowly bringing it through Bakura’s hair. Ryou brushed Bakura’s hair as he ate his food. What nice service, Ryou thought to himself. He had to be gentle in his brushing because Bakura gets mad if he pulls on a knot. Ryou smiled at how childish Bakura could be sometimes. It was such a cute feature for him; and his hair was so soft. It was softer than his by far and he loved brushing it.

“So I hear you fought to protect the castle?” Ryou paused for a second in his brushing to answer him.

“Yes. We were so short handed that everyone needed to help.” He resumed his brushing while Bakura chuckled.

“I wish I could have been here to see that! But, you all did a very good job. I’m impressed, Ryou.” Ryou smiled.

“Thank you Bakura. Your praise means a lot to me.”

“Whatever. Just brush my hair.”

“Yes sir.” A few more minutes of silence pasted before Bakura spoke.

“You’re awfully quiet.”

“You don’t like me to talk when you’re eating, Bakura.” Bakura frowned. Oh yeah, he did say that.

“You’re right. Shut up.”

“Yes sir.”


Seto’s room:

Seto slept soundly in his bed, enjoying his day off. Jou came into the room with Seto’s wedding attire he had picked up from Ryou. When he saw Seto in bed, he gave a look of concern. Seto never slept during the day! He wasn’t sick when he came home, so why was he in bed? They had work to do! They had to get married! Jou marched over to the bed and shook Seto’s shoulder.

“Seto? Seto, wake up.” Seto groaned and opened one eye, the other hidden inside the pillow.

“What?” He asked flatly

“What are you doing in bed? We have our wedding to get ready for!” Seto groaned and rolled over.

“Yami gave me the day off to rest up a bit. Leave me alone for a few hours.” Jou puffed his cheeks out in anger and put his hands on his hips.

“Seto, we have work to do! There’s no time for you to lay around! Now get up!” Seto kept his back to him.

“You waited a whole year to get married so you can wait another day.” Seto told him.

“But Seto!” Jou whined. “I want us to get married right away! I made Ryou work overtime on our outfits!”

“Let me rest, Jou.” Jou growled and suddenly gripped the blanket, giving it a hard yank. Seto went flying off the bed and landed on the floor.

“Damn it jou!” Seto yelled from the other side of the bed.

“Please Seto?” Jou begged “Please? Pretty please??” He flashed Seto large, sad puppy eyes as he emerged from the floor. Seto stared right into Jou’s puppy eyes and gave a defeated sigh.

“Alright, you win.” Jou grinned and jumped on the bed, gripping Seto’s head in his hands and kissing him.

“I knew you’d give in!” He kissed Seto’s cheek and nose. “I love you so much, Seto!”

“Yes, I let you have your way, as usual.” He chuckled slightly and stood up, looking down at Jou on the bed. “Come on, lets go do some planning.”

“YAY!” Jou jumped from the bed and into Seto’s arms, knocking him to the floor.


The next morning, Olaf and his soldiers left the castle at dawn like they planned. Yami had been up to see them off because Yugi felt he had to be up at the crack of dawn to help in preparations for the weddings. So he, Jou, Malik, Ryou, and Duke all gathered in Seto’s room to get ready for their weddings. Duke was helping Malik and Yugi was with Jou. Ryou sat on the floor, threading their flower crowns. The four chatted about the wedding plans and all the excitement, except for Ryou who stayed out of the conversation. He was happy that his friends were having such a fun time. He didn’t want them to ignore this happy occasion for his sake.

“I can’t believe I’m actually getting married!” Malik nearly squealed. “This is just so exciting! I’ll finally have someone to call my own!”

“I’ve known Seto for over a year and I’ve been waiting for this day! I should have asked him to marry me sooner!” Yugi looked up at him.

“Yeah, why didn’t you?”

“I don’t know. I guess I was just waiting for him to make the move. Good thing I stepped up or we would still be lovers!”

“I just needed to nab Marik before he ran off with some servant wench. I love him and no one else can have him but me!”

“Amen to that!” Jou agreed and they all laughed.

“I was so shocked when Yami asked me to marry him. Shocked and happy at the same time if they can even go together?”

“For the sake of love, they can.” Said Duke as he finished tying the large white bow Malik insisted on having in his tunic front.

“Hey Duke, are you and Tristan ever going to tie the knot?” Jou asked and Duke gave him a surprised look.

“I don’t know. I haven’t thought about it.”

“You SHOULD think about it.” Malik told him. Duke shrugged his shoulders.

“In all honesty, I don’t think I’m the marrying type.” Yugi looked over at him.

“So you only want to stay lovers?” Duke thought, then nodded.

“Yeah. I’d be happy that way.”

“But what if Tristan wants to marry you?” Jou asked. “He’s DEFINITELY the marrying type.”

“I’ll talk him out of it. Being married isn’t that much different from living with each other. So in a way, we already are married. Just not in title.”

“But it’s so exciting!” Yugi said with a smile. Duke laughed.

“I’m sure it is. This stuff is more for you guys anyway. You’re like a bunch of gossiping hens! Are you sure you’re men?” Malik scoffed.


“Look at you, Mr. I wanted to stay a virgin and everything has to be neat, clean, and tidy!” Duke sent him a glare. “Maybe you should be carrying a cross instead of an arrow!” Duke quickly kicked the back of Malik’s knee, making him yelp and tumble to the floor. Jou let out a laugh of amusement.

“Do it again!” He laughed as Malik growled.

“Traitors.” Ryou finally spoke, now having finished the crowns.

“I’ve finished the flower crowns.” He held both of them up for the others to see. Jou’s crown was made with all white flowers while Malik’s had a assortment of different colors. Both had a thin white veil trailing down from the back. Jou hopped off the step stool and hurried over to Ryou, snatching the flower crown. He placed it on his head and turned to the others.

“How do I look?”

“You look great, Jou!” Yugi said with a bright smile. “I bet Seto’s going to fall in love with you all over again!” Malik scrambled up from the floor and took his crown, placing it gently on his head.

“What about me? Do you think it’s too bright? Would the white look better?”

“I think it looks fine.” Duke told him honestly. “You’re wearing more white than Jou so the color does you good. The white would drown you out to much.”

“I agree with Duke, keep the color.” Yugi told him. There was a knock at the door and they all turned to it as it creaked open. Mokuba popped his head around the door.

“Can I come in?” he asked

“Sure little man!” Jou answered with a smile. Mokuba entered the room, closing the door behind him.

“Well, everything is set up outside. Even the feast is ready! Everyone really worked hard for this ceremony! So hurry and finish up! Your husbands-to-be are waiting!” Malik looked at Jou.

“Who’s going first?”

“I think we should do it together. You know, have a double wedding. I don’t think people want to sit through two of these ceremonies.” Malik nodded.

“Okay then!” Malik grinned. “I’m all ready to go! How about you, Jou?” Jou grinned back.

“Ready as ever!” He held out his arm and Malik linked his arm with Jou’s. The two strolled out of the room, followed by the others. Ryou walked a few paces behind them, feeling a bit alienated. Yugi noticed this and turned around to walk with Ryou. He placed a reassuring hand on his forearm and smiled.

“It’ll be okay, Ryou. You’ll be in their spot someday.” Ryou looked down at him.

“Am I that obvious?” Yugi nodded with a little smile.


“Yeah, it shows in your eyes. I wish you would forget about Bakura and find someone else. Out of all these Viking warriors Yami have, there has to be at least a few that spark your fancy?” Ryou shook his head.

“No, none of them do. I know you wish for me to find another lover, but I still have eyes for Bakura. My heart and mind are only filled with thoughts of him.”

“I can’t change the way you feel, Ryou. But I hate seeing you like this. You were always so happy and cheerful before you met Bakura. I just want you to be happy.” Ryou smiled.

“I’m trying to make the best out of this situation. Don’t tell the others this, but I am quite envious of their relationships with their lovers. Does that make me a bad person, Yugi? I shouldn’t be jealous of my friends, right?” Yugi took Ryou’s hand and brought him to a stop. He waited for the others to be out of sight before speaking.

“It’s okay to be jealous, Ryou. I would be if I was in your situation. I don’t think any less of you and I’m sure the others wouldn’t either. So don’t worry about that.”

“Thanks Yugi, but I really don’t want to talk about this anymore. It upsets me.” Yugi nodded.

“Alright Ryou, we won’t speak more of it. But I’m here if you need to talk.” Ryou smiled.

“Thanks Yugi. Come on, we don’t want to miss the ceremony!”

Outside the castle, all the warriors and servants gathered around the two couples. They stood side by side under an arbor of wild flowers. Malik made sure that Marik wore a shirt. He even made him wear a large white bow on his neck. Marik felt more like a prized horse than a groom. Malik wasn’t happy with the idea of a Viking wedding, but the thought of Marik in a church just made him shiver. He could just see Marik knocking down the cross and candles at the alter, torching the whole building. Plus, the Christian wedding ceremony is too long and no doubt that Marik, with his short attention span, would fall asleep. He’d just have to deal with it.

Seto and Jou were looking at each other longingly while Yami went through some Norse wedding vows. The two weren’t even paying attention to the words, and neither was Marik, Malik noticed. Marik was watching the birds fly in the sky and Malik stepped purposely on his foot, bringing him back to the ceremony. If he could slap Marik right now, he would but he didn’t want to cause a scene.

“Seto, Marik, do you both have your rings?” Seto reached into his pocket and took out his. Marik had a blank look about him. “Marik?”

“What?”

“The rings?” Yami asked, raising a brow.

“Oh...right...” Marik checked his pockets frantically, looking for the small pieces of gold. Malik’s cold, hard glare wasn’t helping much either. “I....I think I left them in the room!”

“WHAT?!” Malik hissed out angrily with a hot, burning flame inside his pupils. Marik began to waver under that stare. “GO...GET...THEM...NOW!!” Marik eeped and dashed back for the castle. Malik was busy counting to ten, trying to calm his raging anger. Yami cleared his throat.

“Well...while we’re waiting for him-“ He turned to Seto and Jou who had already slipped the rings on each other. “At least they were prepared.” Malik glared at Yami.

“Don’t piss me off, Yami.” Malik watched at Seto and Jou exchanged a kiss, now an official married couple. Seto scooped Jou up in his arms as everyone cheered and threw flower petals. They shared many more kisses on their way back to the castle to prepare for the feast. Malik crossed his arms and tapped his foot, waiting for his forgetful husband.

“I GOT THEM!!!” the crowd died down as Marik came back with the rings. “Here we are honey!” Malik glared at him and just held out his hand while Marik slipped the ring on, only to have it not fit. Marik turned completely white as he realized he had grabbed the wrong ones.

“Marik...these are two of four rings you bought me that day at the market. That one, out of the four, is for my little finger. Where are our wedding rings?!” Marik growled and suddenly threw Malik over his shoulder.

“YAMI, SAY WE’RE MARRIED!”

“You’re married.” Malik glared.

“WHAT?!” Marik suddenly took off with Malik over his shoulder, leaving the others to just look on in confusion. Yugi and Ryou exchanged glances, as did Tristan and Duke. The crowd was silent until Yami spoke.

“Well, lets go eat!” He shouted with a grin. “The food is the most important part of the ceremony anyway!” The people cheered and started to head back into the castle, ready for the feast. Yugi walked up to Yami, taking his arm in his own. “That went well, don’t you think?” Yami asked him.

“Um...I could have been a bit better if both couples were paying attention.” Yugi said with a smile and rest his head on Yami’s forearm as he led them through the arbor. “I guess we’re the only ones who had a beautiful, romantic wedding.” Yami smiled. “I was really hoping Malik could have shared the same happy experience that I did. At least Seto and Jou were decent.”

“There’s still time for more weddings. We still have Bakura and Ryou, and Duke and Tristan.”

“Don’t count on Duke and Tristan. As for Ryou and Bakura, only time will tell.”


At the feast-


Jou sat in Seto’s lap and fed his new husband small pieces of bread with his fingers, giggling whenever Seto nipped them. Marik was sitting quietly at the dais table, nursing the large amounts of bumps on his head. If you looked closely between his hair, you would see all of them. Malik just sat there with a glare, still upset over how their wedding turned out. Malik got his revenge for leaving him out of the fighting AND ruining his wedding day! Yugi sat close to husband as Yami bounced Annar on his knee. The baby giggled and grabbed his father’s wine goblet, holding it in the hair. Yami laughed and took the cup from his son.

“You’re right Annar, I think we should make a toast for this feast.” Yugi smiled and refilled Yami’s goblet. Yami stood up from his chair, holding his goblet in one hand and Annar in the other. “LET US MAKE A TOAST!!” As Yami’s voice carried, the hall became silent as everyone raised their glasses to Yami.

“I would like to toast our two newlyweds , my brother,” he toasted his glass to Marik, “And my good friend.” He toasted his glass to Seto, who nodded and raised his glass to Yami in return. “Also, I would like to make a toast to my brave little Yugi, the servants, and the few warriors I kept here for taking a stand to defend the castle. And of course, to my many loyal and courageous warriors who fought bravely in the Bolverk name, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. So let us feast on this victory and these two joyous occasions!” Everyone cheered and banged their wooden mugs together.

Seto and Jou shared a kiss to Yami’s toast. Marik tired to do the same with Malik, but Malik gave him another look that made him twice about that. Marik hung his head and pouted sadly. Malik watched as Marik’s face fell, and felt his anger drain away. Marik had the most pitiful face right now. Malik could just imagine Marik with drooping puppy dog ears and it made him smile. How could he stay mad at him?

“Oh, come here you big behemoth!” Malik said and then yelped as Marik suddenly jumped him, his now imaginary puppy dog tail wagging madly above the table. Bakura looked down at the two and scoffed.

“If you’re going to do that, please take it upstairs to the room. You’re making me sick to my stomach!” Marik threw Malik over his shoulder again and hurried out of the room, intent on doing just what Bakura had suggested. Jou watched them leave and looked at Seto with a gleam in his eye.

“Later pup. We have the rest of our lives to make love. Lets enjoy this feast in our honor.” Jou nuzzled him behind his ear then kissed the spot softly. “That trick won’t work on me this time.” Jou pouted with a whimper. “Hush pup, the food is here. Lets eat, drink, and be merry!” Jou smiled and gave Seto a big kiss on his temple.

“Amen to that, love!”


Later that night, Yami got up out of bed, unable to sleep. Yugi was still sleeping soundly and Yami didn’t want to wake him. He put his robe on and left the room, heading out to the gardens for a late night stroll. There was a slight chill in the air, but not enough to bother him. He flopped down on a bench, looking up at the moon. The previous battle was still playing through his head. He couldn’t shake the image of standing over his uncle’s body from his mind. This was the first time he had killed a family member. Even though Pegasus did a lot of nasty things, he still felt a bit guilty. He wasn’t quite sure as to why it bothered him, but it did.

“Hey, you’re out here too?” Yami looked up and saw Bakura standing over him behind the bench.

“Yeah, couldn’t sleep. You?” Bakura walked around the bench and sat down next to him.

“Same here. I went to bed drunk and woke up sober. It was a bit strange. Usually I’m out for hours.” Yami laughed.

“That’s true. You were flat out drunk at the feast. I’m surprised you’re even up.”

“I know, that’s what scares me. Maybe I’m coming down with something...why couldn’t you sleep?” Yami shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m not really sure.”

“Maybe it was the game bird we ate.” They both turned their heads to the left to see Marik there.

“Only you would go outside on a cold night wearing only pants, Marik.” Bakura said, shivering a bit from the air. Marik moved between them and plopped down on the bench. “OW! You big ox! You nearly crushed my leg!”

“Sorry.” Marik said and wrapped his arms around both his brother’s necks. He pulled them both close. “So, we made it through another battle. The gods must like us.”

“Why are you up?” Yami asked, trying to pull his head out of Marik’s grasp.

“I couldn’t sleep. I stuck my head out the window to get some air and saw you guys down here. So, I came to join you.”

“Can I have my head back?” Bakura asked flatly.

“Nah, I just want to hold you guys for a bit.” Both stared at him.

“Are you drunk?” Yami asked and Marik shook his head.

“No. Can’t I just hug my brothers because I want to?”

“Alright, who are you, and what have you done with Marik?” Bakura asked with mock fear in his eyes.

“I’m still me!” Marik hugged them tighter and both men gasped for breath. “Oh, sorry!” Marik let them go.

“Damn! Now I know how Smokey felt!” Bakura said, rubbing his throat.

“Because it’s my wedding night, I’ll forget that you said that.”

“Hey, can I ask you guys something?” They both turned to Yami.

“Sure.”

“Do you think I did right in killing Pegasus?” Marik and Bakura exchanged glances.

“Yami, that traitorous snake deserved death!” Bakura told him.

“But, do you think it would have been better if we had just caught him and brought him to the king?”

“Are you saying you feel guilty about killing that prick?” Marik asked in slight shocked. Yami nodded.

“That was the first time I’ve ever killed a family member. It’s a bit unnerving.”

“But Yami, you said so yourself that it was Pegasus who killed off the rest of father’s brothers. And eye for an eye.” Marik told him.

“And you’ve avenged their deaths. You have nothing to feel guilty about, so don’t let it bother you.” Bakura said and Marik nodded in agreement.

“I guess you’re right.” Yami said with a sigh then let out a grunt as Marik pulled him into another bear hug.

“You did a fine job in avenging the family, Yami. Father would be proud!” Yami, gasping for breath, gave Marik a few pats on the back.

“Thanks Marik.”

“Well, now that that’s settled, I’m going back inside.” Bakura told them as he stood up. “It’s getting a bit too cold out here for my taste.”

“Don’t leave Bakura.” Yami said as he took off his robe and wrapped it around Bakura’s shoulders. “Stay with us for a bit longer.” Marik nodded and moved over to the other side of bench.

“Yeah. We’ll keep you warm between us.” Marik didn’t Bakura choice in the matter and just yanked him down by his arm. Yami sat on the other side of Bakura, who was glaring back and forth at them.

“Don’t start this brotherly love shit with me!”

“Just sit here with us and shut up.” Yami told him. “Everyone’s asleep right now, so no one will see you. Besides, I haven’t really spent time with you guys like this since who knows how long. Maybe I should have down this from the beginning, but I want us to try and develop a brotherly relationship with each other that father’s siblings never had. We don’t want to end up in a situation like Pegasus’s now, right?” The two nodded. “So, why don’t we start to act more like brothers and less like strangers?”

“I guess I could go for that.” Marik agreed with him but Bakura was a different matter.

“What kind of shit has Yugi been filling your head with?” Yami smiled.

“Nothing but positive, loving thoughts!” Bakura rolled his eyes. “So what do you say, Bakura?” Bakura looked at both of his brothers and sighed.

“Oh, alright. But you tell ANYBODY how easily I agreed to this, I’ll cut your balls off! I have a reputation to keep.”




A few windows up, Seto watched the three men with a smile. He had heard the whole conversation from the window and he couldn’t help but feel content. Ever since Jou and the others came into their lives, every one of them had changed. They’ve all calmed down, even himself. Yugi has the biggest influence on Yami and he probably pushed Yami to develop a relationship between his brothers. And it worked. Marik was mentally a pushover and easily molded, which Malik figured out on the second day being in his company. Bakura, well, Bakura was still Bakura, but Seto could see the slight impact Ryou had on him. He had definitely settled down with Ryou here, but most of his anger and frustrations were taken on the poor boy. Having Ryou to bully drew his attention away from bulling others. He’s been quite calm and patient with others, even his brothers. And himself? Well, that’s a different story.

“Seto, why are you up?” Jou called from the bed.

“Just thinking about something.”

“What are you thinking about?” Seto pulled away from the window with a smile and closed the shutters.

“Oh, I’m just thinking about how things will be a bit more peaceful in this castle from now on. Thank the gods!”


The End


Okay, my first fanfic, done! *wipes sweat away from forehead* Whew, that took a lot out of me. For some reason, I had a really hard time trying to sum up this story. That's mostly the reason why I didn't post it as fast as I had plan. *bows low* Sorry people.

Now that this fic is finished, I’m going to start working on the sequel. Also, I will be posting the sequel up on Media Miner and I’ll have the same pen name: ChibiMisu. See ya in the sequel! ^_~v