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: This is another basic filler chapter just so you all can get a feel for the families and how they interact with each other. And yes, there are only 7 chapters in this sequel, I know its way short compared to the original but I didn’t have to go through 9 months of pregnancy. Well, that’s pretty much all for now seeing as I have a test to study for. Hope you all enjoy…


Project: Destiny Sequel
Chapter Five
by Ravenx

“Not that I’m complaining because we are getting free food but why exactly are we having a BBQ in the middle of the week?” Malik sits on a long wooden bench on the side of a long table piled with food, his light violet eyes watch as Lyca stands on the bench next to him, his small hand reaching out for a potato chip. The bigger pale blonde wears a pair of loose fitting tan cargo shorts with a lime green tank top while his son stands in a pair of jean shorts and a short-sleeved white shirt with black writing on the front, both their feet bare.

“Mokie is graduating on Friday and we’re here to celebrate.” Joey stands on the other side of the table, his weight moving from foot to foot as he rubs Talan’s back, the small boy’s arms and legs wrapped around him. The small boy wears a loose pair of black jeans and an orange shirt while Joey wears a pair of low riding gray track pants with a light blue strip down the sides, a tight fitting light blue tank top hugging his chest.

“Why not wait till Friday?”

“Because he has lots to do to get ready for the ceremony and he is going out to party with some friends afterward.”

“And Seto is letting him?”

“As long as he follows the ground rules.” Joey smiles as his son yawns loudly.

“And those would be?”

“No drugs, alcohol, or sex.”

“I’d die without sex.” Malik sighs before reaching over and moving Lyca to sit next to him. “No more eating until the others are ready to eat or you won’t be hungry.”

“Daddy, what’s sex?” Lyca turns his dark violet eyes up to his parent.

“Yeah, Malik, what’s sex?” Joey chuckles.

“Do you honestly need it explained to you, koinu?” Seto’s deep voice asks from behind his husband, causing the sandy blonde to jump slightly.

“Don’t do that.” Joey hisses at his lover, turning around to kiss the taller boy before his eyes drift down to the apron which reads ‘Don’t Mess With the Cook or You Might End Up On the Plate’ that wraps around the navy blue tank top and hanging down in front of the dark blue jeans.

“I can’t believe you are actually wearing that thing.” He laughs out loud, keeping a firm hold of his son as he leans over slightly.

“I have no choice. His baka yami and the other one took my good one and left me this hideous thing.”

“I think it’s cute.” Malik giggles.

“I didn’t ask you.”

“Be nice, Dragon.” Joey smiles.

“How is our little pup?” Seto reaches out to rub his son’s back gently.

“Fine. He just doesn’t want to play with the others, but what is different about that?”

“You’ve raised him to be too shy.” Malik says as he swats his son’s hand away from the chips.

“Well, unlike your lot, Talan has grown up in a house with just his parents and one uncle. He is used to us and not groups.” Joey shrugs, turning his head to kiss Talan’s cheek. “Why isn’t Lyca playing with the others in the pool?”

“I don’t want him close to them.”

“Malik, they’ve been here for five days and haven’t tried anything with us. They’ve even helped out around here and planning this day. I think it’s safe to let Lyca play with Xan.”

“Not until I’m absolutely sure.” Light violet eyes look over to the small round table by the large pool where his lover, Yami, Valon, and Alistar sit.

“How long before the food is ready?” Joey asks his husband.

“Few more minutes.”

“Poppa.” Talan sits back in Joey’s arms, his own thin appendages reaching out to his father.

“I can’t hold you, pup, I’ve got to finish cooking.” Seto runs a hand through the little boy’s brown hair.

“Please poppa.”

“Come on and hold him, Dragon. I’ll go check on the food.” Joey hands Talan off to Seto before moving over to the large outdoor grill.

“Where is the guest of honor?” Malik asks, light violet eyes looking up into ice-blue ones.

“He’ll be here in a minute. I sent him out for sweets.” Seto rocks back and forth as Talan places his head on the brunette’s shoulder, his small arms wrapping around the tall boy’s thin neck as he watches Joey flip burgers on the grill.

“You’re making him run errands for his own party?” Malik shakes his head. “How cruel of you.”

“He wanted too. Probably to get away from the kids for a minute.”

“Yeah, err…guess I should apologize to him about Lyca. I told him about the hair pulling thing.”

“I don’t think he minded. He likes playing with kids but it is four against one.” Seto looks over his shoulder to his husband. “No eating before our guest, koinu.”

“I was just making sure everything was okay.” Joey grins widely over at the tall brunette.

“I’m sure.”

“Poppa, can I have some grapes?” Talan moves his lips to Seto’s ear as he whispers softly in the ear.

“You’ll have to wait for Uncle Mokie to get back. You finished all the grapes in the house last night, remember?” Seto gently hugs his son before sitting down on the bench facing across from Malik, his ice blue eyes looking over at his lover.

“What are those pale burgers?” Malik asks, his eyebrows rising as he looks over at the grill.

“Turkey burgers. Talan likes them better than the regular ones.” Seto mumbles as he adjusts Talan on his lap so that the slim legs wrap around his waist better.

“How do you get him to eat healthy? All Lyca ever wants to do is eat junk food.”

“Look who he lives with.”

“Hey! I don’t eat junk food all the time.” Malik pouts, looking over to find Lyca gone from the bench next to him. “Lyca! Where did you go?”

“I’m right here daddy.” The small pale blonde pops up from under the bench that Seto sits on, moving over to stand by the tall brunette’s knee. “Can Talan play with me?”

“You want to play with Lyca, pup?” Seto asks his son, gently rubbing circles on his back as the small boy shakes his head against his shoulder. “Sorry, Lyca but Talan doesn’t feel like playing right now.”

“Okay.” Lyca pouts as he walks around the table to stand by his father. “Can’t I go play with Ash or Kiki?”

“No, I want you in my sights. I’ll play with you, chubby bear. What do you want to do?”

“Play with my friends.” Lyca mumbles under his breath.

“You can play with them later, okay?”

“Then can I go play with poppy?”

“No, we don’t like poppy right now.”

“Why not?”

“Because he doesn’t care for our safety.” Malik reaches down to pull his son up onto the bench before reaching out to grab the bowl filled with chips. “Here you go, chubby bear.”

“Thanks, daddy!” Lyca grins widely as he digs into the bowl.

“I thought you told him no more.” Joey walks back over to the table, a lightly tanned hand running through Talan’s thick hair.

“I feel bad that he can’t play with the others.” Malik sighs.

“But he can, you just won’t let him.” The sandy blonde rolls his honey colored eyes.

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“It looks like Xan is feeling much better.” Yami motions to the small red headed boy playing with his son by the pool, his bare arms glistening with slight sweat in the bright sun, a tight black tank top and black shorts hugging his body nicely.

“Whatever medicine Jade gave him has him back to his old self again.” Alistar smiles from his position of straddling the stone bench, his bare back pressed against Valon’s arm, his low riding dark red shorts showing off his slightly tanned legs.

“So, do you trust us yet or do you still think we’re going to do something?” Valon asks, his arms crossed over his bare chest, a pair of loose gray shorts coverings his bottom half.

“I’ll trust you as you haven’t attempted anything since you’ve been here but don’t forget I’ll still send you to the Shadow Realm if you mess with any of us.” Yami narrows his dark purple eyes at the other spiky haired boy.

“And that will be after I beat the living hell out of you.” Marik pops his knuckles, his muscles flexing under the bright sun, his only article of clothing a pair of black track pants.

“Understood.” Alistar quickly nods his head.

“When do you think…ow!” Yami flinches suddenly as he reaches down to his bare calf, rubbing the lightly tanned skin as he glares at the small white haired girl grinning up at him. “Kiya, why did you kick me?”

“Daddy said too.” The small girl turns around, running back to the pool toward her laughing father as she yells. “Do I get my dollar now, daddy?”

“Sorry, Yami.” Ryou apologizes, his head resting in his hands as he floats in the pool.

“Shut up, Keeper.” Yami growls at the chuckling pale blonde next to him.

“Can’t…help it.”

“She’s kinda feisty, ain’t she?” Valon chuckles.

“She takes after her father, which is never a good thing.” Yami shakes his head, his hand leaving his throbbing thigh.

“Are you alright, Yami?” Yugi calls from where he sits by the pool, his short legs dangling in the cool water as he plays with Asheru and Xan.

“I’m fine, chibi ichi.” Yami smiles in the direction of his lover.

“A lot has changed since we last saw you guys.” Alistar smiles. “I still can’t get over the fact that Kaiba and Joey are married.”

“They’ve loved each other for years but were just too scared to admit it to each other.” The spiky haired yami shakes his head with a smile.

“Why didn’t you guys and your hikari’s get married?” Valon asks.

“We did.” Marik speaks up as he leans against his elbows on the hard table.

“Really? We didn’t know that. Where are your rings?” Alistar motions to their hands.

“We didn’t get married in the way that Seto and Joey did. I mean, how would that look if we went to get married, we look like twins or something. We did a soul ritual bonding which is similar to a wedding just more in-depth.” Yami explains.

“That’s amazing. How long ago was this?”

“About three years ago. We had a group ceremony.”

“Well, it’s a little late but congratulations.” Alistar smiles over the table at the two yamis.

“Thanks.”

“I think our little monkey is a little too much for Yugi to handle.” Valon chuckles as he watches his son try again and again to jump into the pool only to be stopped by the smallest hikari every time.

“I had best go help him.” Alistar shakes his head as he gets up, walking over to sit by the navy shorts clad Yugi. “Need help with mine?”

“A little. He is hyper when he isn’t sick, isn’t he?” Yugi smiles as he watches the tall red head scoop up the smaller red head in his arms.

“Yep. He’s on a natural sugar high all the time which is why we don’t let him have sugar.”

“Were you the one that carried him?”

“Yes, I had to put up with him kicking the crap out of my insides for eight and half months.” Alistar chuckles as he kisses Xan on the cheek, the little boy giggling as he reaches out toward the water.

“Kicking wasn’t a big problem with Ash, more like the trips to the bathroom.” Yugi’s light violet eyes look over to his son who plays with a large truck in the grass next to him, a small white and red striped shirt and pair blue jean shorts covering his little form.

“I had that problem too.” Alistar readjust his son on his lap, his gray eyes looking down into crystal blue ones. “Why are you so squirmy today? Did your father give you candy?”

“Me want water.” Xan reaches out to the clear water with his tiny fists.

“No, you can’t get in the pool. Neither of us knows how to swim.”

“So?”

“So no going into the pool.”

“But da…” Xan turns pouting lips up to his father.

“And don’t even think about looking at me like that.”

“Asheru, come here a minute, baby boy.” Yami calls to his son.

“Yami isn’t going to start hating us again is he?” Alistar whispers to the smaller tri-colored haired boy next to him.

“I don’t think so, although I don’t think he actually likes you. Gomen, but it’s the truth.” Yugi sighs.

“It’s okay. I understand. I just think Xan really likes Ash. Don’t, honey?”

“Yep.” Xan nods his head, his spiky red hair swaying in a slight breeze.

“Daddy!”

“Ash! Don’t you dare!” Yami yells after his son as the small tri-colored haired boy runs over to Yugi, wrapping his thin arms around his dad’s shoulders.

“Daddy, dada wants me to go and kick Uncle Bakura on the leg. He said I could get a big bowl of ice cream when we get home. Can I?”

“Absolutely not! Yami! What are you trying to get our son to do?” Yugi turns around to look at his lover, his arms pulling Asheru into his lap, light purple eyes narrowing.

“Ash, you weren’t supposed to go tell daddy.” Yami sighs, his head lying on the hard table top.

“What did daddy tell you about hitting people?” Yugi asks Asheru.

“Never hit anyone especially a girl, not even if dada tells me to. That’s why I came to ask you if it was alright before I did it.”

“You keep doing that. Don’t listen to your dada until you make sure its okay with me.”

“Okay, daddy.” Asheru sticks his small pink tongue out at his father over Yugi’s shoulder, giggling quietly at the playful glare directed to him.

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“I can’t believe you had her do that, Kura.” Ryou shakes his head as he watches his daughter run back over to them from where Yami sits, her yellow shorts and white tank top hanging loosely on her little body.

“What? It was her choice.” Bakura shrugs from his position sitting on the grass by the pool, a pair of tan short hanging low on his hips, his bare pale chest shining in the bright sunlight.

“You told her to do it and you offered her money, of course she was going to do it.”

“Do I get my dollar, daddy?” Kiya asks as she stops beside the white haired yami.

“I’ll give it to you when we get home, princess.” Bakura leans over to kiss his daughter on the cheek. “You are daddy’s good little girl, aren’t you.”

“Yep!” Kiya smiles brightly. “Can I get in the pool with mommy now?”

“Sure, pumpkin, come here.” Ryou floats closer to the edge of the pool, reaching up he lifts Kiya up under her armpits and brings her down in the water in front of him. “Just keep hold of me or the side of the pool, okay?”

“Okay, mommy.” The little girl wraps her pale arms around her dad’s neck, her head leaning back to wet her long white hair. “Are you not working again tomorrow?”

“No, I have to get back to the hospital tomorrow. But you’ll have daddy home with you all day.”

“Really?!” Kiya smiles at her father as she looks at him upside down.

“Yep. Maybe we can pig out on ice cream tomorrow.” Bakura winks at his daughter who giggles, bringing her head back up and smiling at Ryou.

“Is that okay, mommy?”

“No, you can have one bowl but that’s it. Do you hear me, Kura?” Light brown eyes narrow at the white haired yami.

“Yes. Just one bowl.” Bakura mumbles with a roll of his eyes.

“And don’t roll your eyes at mommy.” Kiya giggles.

“That’s right, sweetpea.” Ryou smiles at his daughter, kissing her on the cheek quickly before spinning her around in the water.

“You’ve been listening to your mother too much. What happened to my fun little princess?” Bakura pouts playfully.

“I’m still here daddy.”

“I don’t know.”

“Come join us, daddy.” Kiya holds out a small, pale hand to her father who smiles as he slips soundlessly into the pool.

“I’m glad you’re spending the day with your family and not causing problems with Marik.” Ryou smiles as he moves closer to his lover.

“He ain’t no fun with Malik mad at him.” Bakura leans over to kiss his hikari on the lips, his arms sliding around the smaller boy’s slim waist, their daughter trapped between their chests.

“I don’t see why, they haven’t tried to hurt us all week.”

“Still doesn’t mean we have to trust them.”

“Daddy, when is the food gonna be ready?” Kiya lays her head back on Bakura’s shoulder.

“I don’t know princess. You getting hungry?”

“Yes.”

“What do you want to eat when it gets done?” Ryou asks the little girl, her sharp light brown eyes looking over at him.

“Mmm…a hot dog.”

“Yummy, that sounds good.”

“And chips.”

“You gonna share with daddy?” Bakura asks, his lips pecking at Kiya’s forehead.

“Nope. You get your own.” Kiya’s small pink tongue sticks out at her father.

“I see you’ve learnt your father’s manners.” Ryou sighs.

“You can have some, mommy.”

“Well, thank you, sweetpea.”

“Hey! That ain’t far.” Bakura pouts.

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Mokuba walks out through the sliding door from the kitchen to the porch, his long black hair blowing slightly in the wind, a pair of low riding yellow shorts and a white tank top hugging his slim body.

“What took you so long?” Seto asks as he stands behind his lover, the sandy blonde sitting on a bench, Talan fast asleep on the tall brunette’s shoulder.

“Store was crowded and I ran into some friends.”

“We tried to stop them from eating before you got here but they wouldn’t listen.” Joey smiles as he turns around with a mouth full of food.

“I see that.” Mokuba chuckles, looking around the long table at the small families stuffing their faces. “Why aren’t you eating, big brother?”

“You kinda need free hands to eat with.” Seto tips his head to the side, kissing Talan’s thick head of hair. “And the mutt won’t stop long enough to give me a chance to eat something.”

“Hey!” Joey pouts.

“Wow, I don’t think I’ve heard him call you mutt since you started dating, Joey.” Yugi smiles across the table at his best friend as he cuts up a hamburger for his son.

“Oh, shut up.”

“I can take him if you want me to.” Mokuba steps up next to his brother.

“I’m fine. Go on and eat something.” Seto motions toward the empty space between Joey and Ryou.

“That’s fine with me, I’m starving.” The tall raven haired boy quickly takes the seat before piling a plate full of food. “This looks good.”

“It is good.” Malik mumbles around a hotdog, his light violet eyes watching as Lyca leans over Marik’s lap to pull on Asheru’s shirt. “Lyca, what are you doing?”

“I want to play with Ash.”

“Well, Ash is eating and you should be doing the same thing. So wait until you guys are done, then you can go play.”

“And quit reaching across me.” Marik moves Lyca back to his seat, handing him several chips before returning to his plate of food.

“Sorry, poppy.” The small pale blonde pouts as he eats some more chips.

“Kura, could you not eat off your daughter’s plate, please?” Ryou rolls his eyes as he watches his lover steal another piece of apple from Kiya’s plate.

“What? She ain’t eating it, are you, princess?”

“I was before you ate it.” Kiya sticks her tongue out at her father before snuggling into Ryou’s side.

“Sorry, princess. Here.” Bakura reaches over, grabbing a handful of grapes and placing them in his daughter’s plate.

“I don’t want grapes. I want my apple.”

“Hold on, sweetpea. I’ll get you one and if daddy tries to eat this one, you have my permission to hit him.” Ryou winks down at the small white haired girl as he grabs an apple and starts cutting it up.

“Good!” Kiya smirks over at her father whose dark brown eyes narrow at her.

“Don’t even think about it, princess.”

“Mommy said I could so keep your hands in your plate.”

“There is no denying that she is Bakura’s daughter.” Malik chuckles.

“Xan! No. Uh, Xan, why did you do that?” Alistar sighs from his position at the end of the table next to his lover, his small son sitting on his lap with chili on his hands, a large amount sliding down the tall red head’s face.

“Here, babe.” Valon chuckles as he wipes some of the chili off Alistar’s face.

“This isn’t funny.”

“Looks pretty funny to me.” Marik grins.

“If you’ll excuse me I think I’ll go clean us off.” The tall red head slowly gets up, taking his laughing son into the house with a sigh.

TBC
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