Families

Chapter One - Families

A KHR and YGO crossover (I do believe this is the first! Apart from my one-shot anyway…)

By Yumeniai

Disclaimer: Don't own KHR or YGO. This is for the whole fic, because I'll forget for the rest of it.

It wasn't anyone's fault. The ritual hadn't been described like that in the books, and should have given the three yamis their own bodies without the glitches that occurred, though Yugi was almost certain that those glitches were intentional, at least in the two less pleasant yami's cases.

They had argued about what to do with the three toddlers for hours afterwards. The first idea of having the hikaris look after their respective yamis had been shot down in a second. Then the tomb keepers wanted to keep Atemu as he 'belonged with his own people'. That was also shot down; a yami couldn't live without a hikari without descending into madness.

The discussion went on for hours; nobody was quite sure of what should happen to Yami Yugi. But as for the other two, the decision was almost unanimous. They were evil; they had proven it multiple times before. And now they were defenseless. They wouldn't become evil if they didn't exist.

Execution. That word rattled around in Yugi's head for a few moments before he exploded.

"They're children! They're not even two yet! You can't possibly think of … killing children that can't even speak properly!"

His friends looked at him, frowning. "Yugi, think about it. Their souls have already grown up; their natures can't be changed," Anzu replied.

"Yeah, what if they try to kill us again?" Jou added.

"How do you know that? If raised right, who says they won't become better people?" Yugi shouted back, tears building up. "They're just children …"

"Children that could grow to destroy the world. I'm sorry, Yugi, but that's the best action to take. Small sacrifices must be made for the greater good of the world," Isis murmured, almost in sympathy.

"Look, both Ryou and I know how evil those two are, closer than first hand. They'll try to destroy the world again if left alone with their own bodies!" Marik added, his fingers twisted in his shirt.

Yugi took one look at the three trembling bundles of blankets, shook his head and said, "If that's really how you feel, I won't accept it. I'll raise them. They can be better people, just watch!"

And that's how Yugi ended up going home in a taxi, watching the three shivering bodies with a sad smile while the rain poured outside.

Both Yugi and Yami (Atemu, he reminded himself) had been so happy when an excited Isis had told them of a ritual that could give Yami (Atemu, Yugi reminded himself again) his own body. His friends had also been happy for them, while Ryou and Marik hadn't been able to wait to get their respective yamis out of their heads. They had agreed to perform the ritual the following Sunday, and had been so excited for the rest of the week.

It seemed all was going well at first, with all-too-familiar gold light emitting from the Millennium Items, hazy figures being drawn out from the three hikari's chests. Then the light had turned into a murderous red, and all three hikari's had fallen to the floor in agony inside translucent cylinders of that bloody red that had appeared around them.

When the three hikaris had come to, around the same times, the ritual was over and three trembling bodies had been huddled in the centre of the room, each looking no older than two. Their physical and mental ages seemed to correspond to the number of years Yami had been a part of Yugi, despite the ancient state of the spirits residing in the newly created bodies.

'Transmutation,' Isis had called it. It was a process of 'equivalent exchange', and would usually demand a price for receiving the souls meant to reside inside the artificially created bodies. The spirits, however, were already there; no price was exchanged, and the anger of the body that guarded the 'gate' which was key in this process was what caused the pain the three hikaris had felt.

The discussion of just what to do with the three children commenced shortly after the three yamis had run to their hikaris and tried to cling onto them, only to be brushed away by Ryou and Marik in what seemed like fear. Yugi had hugged his yami briefly before gathering the three children and giving them blankets (supplied by Isis) to cover their naked state. Yugi suspected they were only meant for Yami, but used them for all three anyway. He had moved them to a corner, glaring at Ryou and Marik for their callousness while the two looked disturbed and nervous at the presence of the yamis that had made their lives complete hell.

Grandpa had been so proud of what Yugi had done, and shook his head at Yugi's friend's coldness. Grandpa had dug out a mattress from somewhere, and Yugi tucked the three children into his considerably larger bed before falling asleep on the mattress. He woke with Atemu clinging to him anyway.

The next morning had been close to normal, until a knock at the door signified the arrival of several armed members of the tomb keeper clan. Yugi, having learnt a little of Shadow Magic from Atemu, quickly dispatched the misguided group without much damage to the offenders. Grandpa had then decided it was no longer safe in Japan.

"Grandpa, I'll be fine!" Yugi said for the umpteenth time, trying to force-feed Bakura and Malik a semblance of breakfast, while Atemu sat next to them, eating quietly.

"Look at what happened today! I don't think that's very 'fine' at all! Yugi, you know many languages, you'd be able to settle in so many different places with your personality. And you can ask Kaiba to get passports for the three children. You'd be able to start a new life, and take care of the three children easier that way." Solomon insisted.

Yugi tuned out his grandpa as Bakura started crying, Malik quickly following.

Yugi saw just how right his grandpa was the next day, when he decided to chance school again. His friends … even though they were in the same class, they ignored him. Even Anzu, forever preaching about friendship, refused to look at him the entire day. When Yugi went home that day, it was nearly in tears.

His grandfather had also had a very difficult day, by the expression he wore. It seems the three children still didn't trust anybody except Yugi, and even that was a tentative trust at best. They had refused to eat, or even sleep – they had simply cried all day.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back.

The next day saw Yugi and his three protégés in front of the Kaiba mansion, hesitantly speaking to a security guard through the gates. Before the guard could even reach for his phone, however, the gates were opened and Mokuba ran out from the front doors, grabbing Yugi around his waist.

"Nii-sama told me what happened, that was awful what they did! Are you alright now, wow, are those really Yami, Bakura and Malik, they're so cute!"

Yugi laughed at the younger teen's hyperactive behavior, letting himself be led to the Kaiba Mansion front doors to confront his long-time rival.

Yugi smiled at Kaiba. "Hi, Kaiba-kun."

He frowned in reply. "What do you want, Yugi."

Mokuba kicked him, before smiling at Yugi again. "Please come in. I'm sorry nii-sama obviously lacks proper manners," earning an almost startled laugh from Yugi. Once again, he followed the brothers, making sure Atemu, Bakura and Malik followed closely behind.

Through the mansion they went, while Yugi marveled at the expensive interior. All surfaces shone as if incased in ice, and every second painting, statue or other decoration had something to do with dragons. Up another set of stairs, and in the centre of what seemed to be a living room stood a Blue-eyes Ultimate Dragon fountain, made of sparkling crystal.

'Not obsessed with dragons … sure …" Yugi muttered to himself, receiving a glare from Kaiba.

"Once again, I ask you. What are you doing here?" the older Kaiba snapped, obviously annoyed at being dragged away from work.

"You know what happened?" That was a moot point; of course, he knew. Kaiba was actually the first to find out about the ritual, and had heard the results from Isis as soon as Yugi had walked out, and Yugi knew this. Kaiba knew everything. He was a master at gathering information. "Anyway, grandpa convinced me yesterday that the best thing to do would be to get out of the country. Everyone knows who I am here; I'm the top world duelist."

Kaiba winced, before nodding for Yugi to continue.

"Yeah. I'm sure you also know we were attacked the other day, by members of Marik's clan. They said something about the 'abomination being a disgrace to the clan' or something; I don't really understand clan politics but it looks like they'll keep up these attacks unless we're far away. As I know quite a lot of languages, I was wondering if you could get passports for these three, and suggest countries for us to go to, where duel monsters isn't that popular," Yugi finally finished.

Kaiba glared at Yugi. "And why should I help you?"

Once again, Mokuba kicked him. "Nii-sama will definitely help, right?" He looked up at the older Kaiba with puppy-dog eyes, making Seto twitch.

"Fine. You said you know many languages. How many is that exactly?"

"Well, obviously I know Japanese. I also know ancient Egyptian and Arabic from when Yami was in my head; my interest in Arabic came when I found out where the puzzle was from, when I first got it. I also know English quite well, and I can speak Chinese, but I can't write most of it. I get it confused with kanji. Um …" here he trailed off, thinking hard. "I think I also know French, German, a bit of Latin and Greek … Oh! And Italian."

The Kaiba brothers stared at the tri-coloured teen. "Yugi," Mokuba said slowly, "Why do you know so many languages?"

"Grandpa taught me after my parents died. He says it took my mind off the accident. I don't really remember that time very well," Yugi smiled, rubbing the back of his head. "Anyway, suggestions? Where is Duel Monsters not that popular?"

Mokuba thought for a moment, before listing off, "China is definitely out; you need to be able to write too, and Duel Monsters is very popular there. That also rules out America. KaibaCorp is planning to open a new branch in Britain in the new year; the building's already in construction and Duel Monsters have been officially released there; it's becoming very popular, so that also rules out Britain. Australia … you don't want to go there, there are too many deserts and Malik would probably be uncomfortable there, with his past and all … that leaves New Zealand? No, too small, you'd be bored in days, and not enough options to support you there. You'd be crazy to go to Egypt. France and Germany both have very active duelists. The only option left seems to be Italy. And KaibaCorp was planning to release Italian versions of the cards too … we can put that off for a few years I suppose."

Yugi nodded. "My Italian's decent, but I still need passports, for these three. They probably also need other documents, like birth certificates and stuff like that." He smiled at the three children, of which Yami was in the process of climbing the fountain, while Bakura and Malik quickly followed, trying to outdo the former.

"I'm making the preparations now," replied Kaiba, tapping at his laptop. "Names?"

"Make all the last names Mutou; first names will be Yami, Bakura and Malik."

Seto quirked an eyebrow. "Not Atemu? Date of births?"

"Names hold power, and the name of an ancient Pharaoh even more so. Um … I'm not actually sure. I don't want to give them the same birthdays as their hikaris; it would be obvious to anyone looking through their files that they're too similar. What about a week ago, when we preformed the ritual?" Yugi replied with a puzzled frown.

"All three with the same birthday? Ok … ages?"

"Two, I suppose."

And so it went on, making up information that would define the three boys for the rest of their lives.

It was with surprise and no small amount of trepidation that Yugi looked at the forged documents for Yami, Bakura and Malik. It didn't surprise him much that the documents weren't genuine; it would've been impossible for him to say the three boys were newborns, and even more impossible to make up a plausible story for why there weren't any previous records for them. His own passport, not yet expired after his last trip to America just a few months ago, was still safely stored away.

It was no small task getting the three inquisitive boys onto the Kaiba private jet plane, the other plane that wasn't in the shape of a Blue Eyes; that one was far too small. Kaiba was driving; he said something about 'making arrangements', which Mokuba later explained was his way of saying, 'You did the right thing.' Yugi shook his head at that; he'd suspected something along those lines. Mokuba also explained that they were staying, at least temporarily, at one of Seta's business associate's homes, until they could either get their own place or decided to move again.

Yugi had initially protested at this, but eventually gave in to the older Kaiba's glare and the younger's puppy eyes. It also seemed Seto had taken the liberty of exchanging some of Yugi's inheritance from his parents to Italian Euros. Yugi was actually quite rich, as Seto discovered after consulting Yugi's grandpa; his father had been a very successful researcher and archeologist, and his mother an actress, until their deaths in a car crash when Yugi was young. That had also led to Yugi's knowledge of languages; the many languages he learnt were the remainder of the time he spent trying to get over their accident.

At security, he had been nervous. Would the passports be enough to fool international security? Apparently so, as there were no problems in getting out of the country.

The plane trip was better than Yugi expected, if only because he didn't have to deal with staring passengers. Of the three boys, Yami and Bakura stared out of the window at liftoff. Yugi pulled them back in after they had reached above cloud level, where the bright sun could damage their eyesight. Malik had fallen asleep at the start of the trip, and was mostly quiet; he woke up once in the middle and started crying, and to Yugi's dismay, was quickly joined by the other two frightened children. After he had gotten them calmed down, and gave them some food (once again supplied by Kaiba), they had eventually fallen asleep.

Mokuba smiled at the children's antics, as Seto came from the cockpit after putting the jet on autopilot. He directed Yugi to where some beds were at the back, and a very grateful Yugi deposited his three protégés onto the largest, tucking them in and smiling at their lack of response.

The boys had learnt to trust Yugi in the weeks between their arrival into the physical world and the journey to Italy. They listened to his instructions and accepted whatever he gave them, Yami being the first to completely trust Yugi, with Bakura quickly following as to not be outdone by his rival, and Malik eventually doing the same to avoid feeling left out. The language barrier was still a problem; it seems that though Yami knew all the languages that Yugi did, Bakura and Malik hadn't learnt Italian before.

As the trip progressed, Kaiba explained to Yugi about the school he and grandpa had enrolled Yugi in.

"It's a private school, very large, but also very exclusive. It was the only school that you could have attended while looking after the children; they allow many … special circumstances. It works in a different system than the rest of Italian schools. Ask the people you will be meeting about it. They will explain."

"Um … have you chosen classes yet?"

The answer was crisp. "No. Ask them about it."

Yugi creased his brow. "Who are these people I'll be staying with? And will I really be no trouble for them? I'd hate to impose …"

Kaiba sighed before replying, rubbing his temples in a clear headache. "They, well, the new multi-billionaire CEO of Vongola Corp and chairman of the Vongola Group is the owner of the property you'll be staying at. The previous president retired a few months ago. The new president is still getting adjusted, but he is currently attending the same school that you will be, in the same year as well. He is also Japanese." Kaiba paused, before continuing. "His name is Tsunayoshi Sawada, and I believe he also has several friends with him as his board, vice-presidents and bodyguards in some cases." Yugi leaned forward in his seat, intrigued.

"Oh! How old is he?" asked Yugi, his eyes wide.

"I believe he is 17. He is currently the world's youngest CEO."

Mokuba smiled, knowing his brother was just the slightest bit bitter about being uprooted in his spot of 'youngest'. Oh well, he still held the record. He turned at Yugi's reply.

"Wow! So how do you know him?"

"Business associate."

Knowing his brother wouldn't elaborate further, Mokuba explained.

"Vongola is the world's largest corporation. They deal in everything, including KaibaCorp's games. Nii-sama had a meeting with Tsuna-san a couple of months before. It was a really interesting meeting. I wonder how it was arranged." At this, the elder Kaiba blushed very uncharacteristically, and Yugi seemed to remember an incident involving a strange girl who had stayed at Ryou's house for a while. "He's really shy and clumsy. His friends are funny too." Mokuba smiled at the memories of watching Tsuna trying to break up a fight between his two best friends. "His friends fight a lot though. I wonder how any of them are still alive …"

Mokuba's eyes clouded over in intense contemplation as Kaiba snorted. "He is an idiot at worst, barely tolerable at best. He's no good at games, though he can excel in physical fighting … at certain times, as I am told."

Yugi only felt more nervous as Mokuba continued his descriptions of what he called 'the Vongola Family', his stories getting crazier and crazier. 'What am I getting myself into?' he asked himself, before glancing at the still slumbering trio at the back of the plane. 'For them,' he thought, 'for them.'

A/N: Uh … yeah, this idea was floating around for a while, and I decided it was a good idea to use in a story. I really have no idea if anybody would read this, as KHR crossovers don't seem to be that popular, though YGO does … anyway, for whomever reading this, I think I'll finish the story. I think. I've already got three chapters written out, so I hope I'll finish this. I'm also very sorry if it's confusing; I'll try to clear up any questions as well as I can!

And you'll notice that I messed with Yugi-tachi's ages a bit. That's because they have to be in high school, otherwise this concept wouldn't work. If you're curious, they're all in their first year in high school, and all of the Yu-Gi-Oh adventures happened in middle school.

Please review, I'd really like to see what others think of this. I'm hopeless at writing chaptered stories; I can't get the plot to slow down enough, so this is practice for school.

I'm crediting the 'turned into children' idea to esama, who did such an amazing job with her 'Bit of a Change' (though it's still not completed …). I don't think I'll do the idea justice though … I'll try my best!