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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General A/N: Okay, an update about my current story I’m working on…I’m stuck on chapter 1, page 2…lol. I know what I want to write I just can’t get it to come out. So unfortunately when this story is done posting you’ll have to wait a while for the next one. I’ll try to work hard on it when I get the chance. But for now, here is the next chapter…


Project: Destiny Sequel
Chapter Four
by Ravenx

“I can’t believe they would dare show their faces here and Kaiba is actually allowing them to stay in the same house as his son, husband, and little brother. Is he crazy?” Yami walks back and forth on the white carpet in his room.

The sponged blue walls are decorated with odd shaped light and dark images as the small lamps on either side of the large bed shine brightly and the red comforter covering the bed was folded down to reveal pale blue sheets. The tall tri-colored haired yami, wearing a pair of gray boxers, walks back and forth from one bedside table to the door leading out into the hallway, passing by a wooden dresser as he crosses his arms over his bare chest and his dark purple eyes watch the carpet.

“They seem like they have changed.” Yugi’s voice floats out of the door closest to the bed.

“That doesn’t mean they have. You’re too trusting, chibi ichi.”

“But what if they have changed? What if Dartz really is coming after us?” Yugi pokes his head out of the door to look at his lover.

“Then we can take care of him. We don’t need them hanging around and possibly just playing us. What if they are still with him and this is part of some plan to get you and Asheru?” Yami stops pacing, stopping in front of the door to look down at his hikari.

“You know that I have pretty accurate feelings about things and they’re always right. I feel that they are telling the truth. I really think we can trust them.”

“You have a feeling, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Fine. I’ll go along with this but I’m not saying I’m going to be their best friend.”

“That’s all I’m asking. They need someone right now to depend on while their son is sick.” Yugi steps out of the other room in a pair of forest green boxers and white tank top and wraps his arms around Yami’s lean waist.

“I guess you’re right.” Yami sighs, hugging his small lover in return.

“Dada, I want a hug too.” Asheru steps out behind Yugi, a small hand reaching up to pull at the bottom of Yami’s boxers.

“You do?” Yami chuckles as he releases his hikari to bend down and pick his son up.

“Did you finish brushing your teeth?” Yugi asks.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Are you ready for bed?”

“Yes, can sleep in here with you and dada?” Asheru twists his upper body around to look down at Yugi, his light purple eyes widening as he sticks out his lower lip.

“Aw, that look. You can sleep in here if dada says you can.”

“Dada?” The small boy quickly turns his pouting face up to his father.

“Where did you learn that face from?” Yami asks.

“Daddy makes it when he wants something from you.”

“He does, doesn’t he?” The yami smirks down at his blushing, giggling lover before moving to the bed behind him. “You can sleep in here tonight. I want you within my sight.”

“Why?” Asheru asks as Yami sits him on the bed, the small boy crawling under the red and blue covers to the center of the bed.

“Because I want to make sure no bad men come and get you.”

“Yami! You’ll give him nightmares.” Yugi slaps Yami on his arm before walking around the bed and slipping under the covers next to his son.

“Are bad men going to come and get me daddy?” Asheru turns his light purple eyes to the shorter tri-colored haired boy next to him.

“No, baby. No one is going to come and get you. Dada is just being paranoid.” Yugi glares at his lover as he snuggles down into the bed, wrapping his arms around his small son.

“I’m not paranoid.” Yami lies down on his side of the bed, leaning over to flip off his bedside lamp.

“Firstly, they have changed, Yami. Secondly, they aren’t even in this house.”

“Doesn’t mean anything.”

“Whatever. Baby, do you want the side lamp to stay on?”

“Yes, please.”

“Okay, then.” Yugi kisses his small son on the forehead.

“Maybe we should call and make sure everything is alright at Kaiba’s.” Yami says as he fidgets with the covers.

“I didn’t know you were that worried about Seto.”

“I’m not. I’m worried about Joey and Talan.”

“Trust me, Seto wouldn’t allow anything to happen to them. Besides, the mansion has more security than any other building in the city, with the exception of KaibaCorp of course.”

“I still don’t think it was a good idea to trust them.”

“Yami, please, just let it go. Let’s get some sleep.”

“Alright.” Yami sighs, a hand running through his thick spiky hair.

“Its okay, dada. I’ll protect daddy from the bad men.” Asheru slowly crawls over to lie at Yami’s side, his head resting on his father’s bare chest.

“You will, huh?” The tall tri-colored haired yami chuckles as his arm wraps around his son, dark purple eyes looking over at his lover.

“So I have two big, strong protectors now, do I?” Yugi smiles, sliding over under the covers to wrap his arm around his son and yami’s waist.

“Yep.” Asheru yawns widely as he snuggles between his parents.

“I’m glad but right now we need to get some rest. Go to sleep, my little angel.”

“Night, night daddy, dada.”

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“Daddy, why are you sleeping in my room?”

Lyca lays in his twin bed, the light purple sheets and the white comforter with dark purple stars pulled up to his chest. A small lamp on the bedside table brightens the white and dark purple stripped walls along with the dark purple carpet. Light purple curtains hides the small windows on two of the basement wall, a toy chest sits under one while a tall dresser sits against the wall by the closet door. Malik closes the door behind him from the small hallway, pulling a light white tank top over his slim form, the hem touching the waist band of his loose tan pajama bottoms.

“Because I’m mad at your poppy.”

“Why?”

“Because he let those bad men into this house with me and you.” Malik smiles as he moves over to his son’s bed, pulling down the covers before jumping over the small pale blonde boy, his back pressing up against the wall as he covers them up again.

“Why were they bad men?” Lyca turns his head to watch his dad with dark violet eyes.

“Before you were born they took me away from your poppy for a whole week and did things I didn’t want to be done to me."

“What?”

“They knocked me out and did some doctor stuff to me so I could get pregnant.”

“So you didn’t want to have me?” Lyca pouts.

“NO! I didn’t know I wanted you at the time. I’m so glad I have you, chubby bear.” Malik wraps his arms around his son, kissing his tanned forehead. “I just wish they hadn’t kidnapped me and done it without my permission.”

“Why didn’t poppy come get you?”

“He didn’t know where I was. Him and your uncles searched everywhere for us but couldn’t find us. But finally the bad men let us go.”

“And then you had me?”

“Well, yeah if I skip over some stuff you shouldn’t know about for several years then yes, I had you.” Malik smiles widely.

“Did poppy really almost kill those bad men?”

“How do you know about that?”

“Kiki said her daddy told her that he almost killed them but he was a baka for not finishing it.”

“Is that so? Well your poppy did almost kill them but he stopped because of Yami.” Malik snuggles deeper under the covers as he watches his son.

“Why did Uncle Yami want the bad men to live?”

“Because he doesn’t like hurting anyone unless it’s necessary but he did get rid of one of them.”

“Really? How?”

“I’ll tell you when you’re older.”

“But daddy.” Lyca sticks out his bottom lip.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Malik chuckles.

“What are you doing in here, kitsune?” Marik opens the door to his son’s room, leaning against the frame in nothing but a pair of black boxers.

“I’m sleeping in here to make sure Lyca will be safe.” The pale blonde hikari growls at his lover.

“They aren’t even here. They went with the Priest.” Marik sighs.

“I don’t care.”

“Come to bed, kitsune.”

“I am in bed for the night.”

“Let daddy sleep in here, poppy, please.” Lyca turns his pouting dark violet eyes to his other father.

“That look gets me every time.” Marik sighs. “Fine, daddy can sleep in here with you tonight.”

“Thank you, poppy!” The small boy sits up in the bed, his arms reaching out to the large pale blonde who walks into the room and over to the bed, leaning down to hug his son and kiss him on the cheek.

“You behave and try not to kick daddy anywhere important to poppy.” Marik chuckles.

“I won’t.” Lyca lies back in bed, turning to tuck his head under Malik’s chin.

“Don’t I get a kiss from my kitsune?”

“Not tonight, we’ll just have to see how I feel about you tomorrow.” Malik shuts his eyes wrapping his arms back around his son. “Turn off the light and shut the door on the way out.”

“Kitsune…”

“Good night, Marik.”

“Good night, kitsune, Lyca.” Marik sighs as he turns around, turning off the bedside lamp and shutting the door behind him as he steps out into the long, small hallway.

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“Wow. Nice room.”

Valon looks around the large guest room, its walls covered in dark forest green wallpaper with thick strips of silver. A four-poster bed sits on the opposite side of the room from the door, a comforter that matches the wallpaper draped across the bed, and on either side is a small dark wooden with a lamp. A dresser made from the same dark wood of the bed, is located on the wall adjacent to the door.

“This is one of our guest rooms. You can stay here tonight. The bathroom is across the hall.” Seto stands in the doorway behind the other small family.

“Where will you be?” The spiky haired boy watches as Alistar takes Xan over to the bed.

“Other side of the mansion in our rooms. I don’t want you anywhere near us. In the morning meet us at the bottom of the stairs.” The tall brunette turns around, starting off down the hallway.

“Thanks, mate.” Valon calls after Seto before shutting the door behind him. “Well, he is all chipper, isn’t he?”

“Do you blame him for not trusting us?” Alistar gently lays his sleeping son on the bed, taking off the small shoes and sitting them on the floor before pulling the covers out from under him and bringing them up to his chin.

“Not really. I just hope they believe us about Dartz. They need to be prepared for him.”

“With what they did to Raphael I don’t think we have to worry about them much.” The tall red head moves to the foot of the bed, stripping off his clothes.

“I’m not really worried about them. I don’t know if I can protect you from Dr. Insane.” Valon moves next to his lover, taking his clothes off as well.

“Protect me? I can take care of myself. We have to protect Xan.” Alistar leans over to kiss his lover on the cheek before moving to the other side of the bed in a pair of gray boxers. “But thanks for your concern.”

“I know I don’t have to protect you, I want to. I love you and you mean more to me then anything. Well, with the exception of Xan of course.”

“And I love you too but if Dartz does show up I’m helping kicking his butt.” The tall boy slides under the covers of the bed, moving to lie next to his son, his arms wrapping around the small boy.

“What are we going to do with Dartz? Turn him over to the police?” Valon walks over to Alistair’s side of the bed, a pair of black boxers hanging low on his hips.

“Bad idea. They’ll want to know why we want him locked up for life and then just imagine what will happen to me and Xan and the others when people find out I’m the biological ‘mother’ of this little guy.” Alistar kisses his sleeping son on the forehead as Valon crawls in behind him, an arm wrapping around the tall red head’s waist.

“Guess will just have to wait to talk to the others.”

“Yeah. Good night, Val.”

“Night, Ally.”

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“I can’t believe Seto is letting them stay here.” Mokuba sits on blue loveseat with white dots covering it, his bare feet brushing against the white carpet of the room.

The pale blue walls are covered in paintings of animals playing, the loveseat situated to the left of the door, a round table with a sleeping dragon lamp resting on it sits between the loveseat and the large dark wooden rocker to the right of the door. Behind the rocker is a closed door, and by the door is a long dark colored trunk, with carvings of dragons and dogs decorating it. Resting on top of the trunk is a small white cushion.

On the wall adjacent to the toy chest is a dresser, and between long windows with white curtains, is a small twin bed with white sheets and a pale blue comforter. Two small side tables are located on either side of the head of the bed. On the wall above the bed are two paintings drawn by Seto, one, a drawing of the brunette with his arms around Joey while the other one is of a blue eyes white dragon protecting a sleeping puppy and dog. Joey sits on his knees in front of a large bookcase on the wall to the right of the door, his honey colored eyes looking around at the different titles.

“That kinda had something to do with me.” Joey smirks over his shoulder at the black haired boy.

“Really? And what did you say? Or should I ask what did you do?”

“I simply told him that it would be better for them to stay around us so that we know what they’re doing at all times. Plus they might come in handy if Dartz really is coming after us.”

“Yeah, but you had to have promised something else.” Mokuba wiggles his eyebrows at the boy on the floor.

“Maybe.”

“What?”

“Something my little brother is never going to know.” Seto walks into the room, his long fingers sliding through Joey’s thick locks before moving to sit by his brother on the loveseat.

“You always take away my fun.” Mokuba pouts.

“Where is Talan?”

“Brushing his teeth in our bathroom.” Joey says.

“I need to call the contractor about making the closet in the room next door into a bathroom for him.” Seto motions to the wall by the closet door.

“Yeah, all Talan needs is to be spoilt even more.” Mokuba giggles.

“You’re one to talk.”

At that moment, Talan comes out through the door by the large bookshelf, a pair of loose blue and purple striped matching pajama pants and shirt hanging on his slender form. He walks over to the sandy blonde still kneeling on the floor in front of the many books, his soft dark brown hair resting on Joey’s shoulder.

“What book are we going to start on next?” Joey asks his son.

“My favorite.”

“Maniac Magee? Why doesn’t that surprise me? We’ve only read it about a thousand times.” The sandy blonde sighs with a smile, picking up the desired book off the shelf and stands up.

Talan runs over to loveseat, jumping into Seto’s lap, his arms wrapping about the brunette’s neck as his head rest on his father’s shoulder, honey colored eyes looking over at his smiling uncle.

“You ready to get tucked in, pup?” Seto wraps his arms around his son as he stands up.

“Yeah.”

“Then say good night to your uncle.”

“Good night, Uncle Mokie.”

“Night, mini Seto.” Mokuba stands up, kisses his nephew on the cheek before moving towards the door.

“Be careful tonight. Lock your door.” Seto tells his little brother.

“Do you really think they would try anything?” The raven haired boy stops in the door way, his violet eyes looking over to his brother.

“I don’t know but I do not trust them.”

“Whatever you say, big brother. Night you two.” Mokuba waves before disappearing out the door.

“Come on, let’s get you tucked in.” Seto carries his son over to the bed, leaning down to slide him under the covers.

“Poppa will you stay while daddy reads to me?”

“If you want me too, I will.” The tall brunette sits down on the bed next to his son, his back leaning against the headboard.

“Okay, Maniac Magee. Here we come, again.” Joey smiles as he sits on the other side of his son.

“And how do we spell maniac?” Seto asks the small boy.

“M-a-n-… uh… -i-a-c.” Talan smiles up at his father.

“Very good. And who do we know that can be called maniacs?”

“Uncle Bakura and Uncle Marik and Uncle Malik.”

“Tal…Seto! Don’t teach him something like that.” Joey scolds his husband.

“Why not? It’s the truth.” The tall brunette shrugs as he winks down at his son.

“Still, don’t teach him that.”

“Whatever you say, koinu.”

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