Original Concept by, Borath
Sequel written by Gothic DJ
Well, it's a sequel that I got permission to write and so here I am…writing it…right here…right now. I used to write this bit by bit while I was waiting for gym to start because it was the only moment that I had my French book and I wasn't running from class to class or getting in trouble for doodling or making up some test or SOMETHING else that was totally beyond my reason. So I just decided that I would type it up so I could work on it at home. MMMUUCCHHH EASIER!! Gorsh…I'm being all serious and crap…that's got to change…RIGHT NOW!! I now dedicate every single word that I've been writing and every word that I'm going to write to the fan fiction authoress extraordinaire…BORATH!! WHOOOO HOOO!! POP OPEN THE SPRITE!!! (ß don't own) Well, enough chitchat..TIME TO WRITE (pops in System of a Down and makes sure she has plenty of Doritos on hand)
I do not own Corona, Armani, Sprite, System of a Down, ANY of the characters in this fic except Belinda….who will be showing up quite a few times.
I'm going to try and get Borath's style as much as I can in this fic so I'm going to try and start the fic with a //YVO//….and it will probably turn out like crap..
P.S. I'm REALLY REALLY REALLY sorry if some of my chapters are really short. I was writing it first so it always looks like more than it really is.
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YVO
//It was done. It was finally done. There was that hectic trip to Egypt that I'm VERY happy is done…damned camels. Oh well, it can't be helped. I've been tolerating these months quite well. Kiara and Kiseki have been complete angels….well….as much as little children could be angels. Queue in Seto and I running all over the mansion looking for two little children that suddenly decided that hide and seek during my naptime would be a good idea. There were screams, calls to get Seto to get his ass home, and us running around like chickens with their heads cut off. We eventually found them sleeping in the dojo looking too cute to punish.
Ok, so maybe that wasn't so bad as they were too magical to let anyone touch them. But the time Mai came over with everyone else during a party and decided it would be funny if she told everyone about my lessons on being a woman…now that was a real emergency. I don't think I had ever run so fast out of a room while dragging someone with me. Everyone just laughed like it was something funny. HA, let's see them try and be a woman for a while, then they can laugh all the hell they want to.//
The kids were asleep and Yami and Seto were finally alone. Snuggling closed to each other on the couch, while the fire roared before them, Yami got an idea. Sometimes that's a grand thing, and sometimes it just spells t-r-o-u-b-l-e.
"Seto, could you wait here for a moment?" he asked, already shifting slightly. Before Seto could answer, Yami had already bounded up the stairs in the mansion. He ran into all the rooms he could think of that had anything marking the fact that he was once a woman. Pads, bras, panties, stockings, certain outfits, maternity clothes, and anything else he could think of were just some of things he grabbed. The only thing he left was the dress he wore to the dinner party with Seto. It had too many memories and he could one day give it to Kiara. Grabbing the duffel bag he had stuffed everything in and hefting it over his shoulders, he ran down the steps two or three at a time. Without stopping for an explanation, he grabbed Seto's hand and round up the driver. Seto just stood there…bewildered.
"Where are you going? It's almost one in the morning." Seto tried to wean an answer from him, but in vain. Even though he was still disoriented when the driver pulled up, Yami just kept up his insane grin that scarily reminded Seto of Bakura.
"You'll see in a minute," he said cryptically as he tossed his bag in the limo and followed it in there. Seto slowly crawled in, wanting to know where the father/mother of his children was going. Yami leaned over to the driver and whispered in her ear where he wanted to go. The driver, Belinda, gave a salute and turned out of the Kaiba Mansion driveway.
Actually, it was going to take more than a minute to get there. Maybe around twenty minutes at the least. The whole time Seto was chewing his fingernails in impatience as Yami sat there with a contented look on his face, completely kicking back. Seto, finally realizing that he wasn't going to get ANYTHING from the ex-Pharaoh, finally decided to sit back and relax in a tense air. (I think that's an oxymoron)
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GDJ: there is my ridiculously short chapter.
Bakura: Not really ridiculously short…just pretty much ridiculous
GDJ: AARRRGGGHHH!! I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR YOU *smacks him over the head with her Sprite bottle* I have 4 TESTS I HAVE TO TAKE TOMARROW AND SAYING THAT I AM UNDERPREPARED IS THE UNDERSTATEMENT OF A LIFETIME!!
*the whole YGO cast backs away from her*
GDJ: grrrr…I don't have time for this, see me in the next chapter *passes out from too much studying* …..Do I really need to be able to understand quotes from Romeo and Juliet to get me to pass in life? Or know the different kinds of fungi?….