This story is part of my Doctoring the Blue Eyes saga (for full reading list see my profile)

This chapter is set after chapter 44 of Doctoring the Blue Eyes

I own no rights to YuGiOh, Doctor Who, or Torchwood 'cause I'm poor :P

Enjoy :)

Chapter One

Mokuba was seated behind the desk in his KaibaLand office giving his brother a demonstration of the problems that had been constantly occurring throughout the day. His fingers raced across the keyboard entering his commands but as soon as he right mouse clicked on his chosen work the screen burst into chaos as multiple programs automatically set themselves up to run. "See, it goes crazy every single time!"

Standing behind his seated brother Seto glanced at him with raised brows. "You mean it's not supposed to do that?"

"I'm being serious here!" The younger brother was less than impressed by the other's joking. "I've done everything I could possibly think of and still there's no change. I need your expertise on the issue."

"Right, let me see what I can do."

The two men switched places and Seto himself tried to get the programme working correctly.

"So is it some kind of hack?" Mokuba asked anxiously as he watched the screen spew out more unwanted windows for his brother. "How serious do you think it is?"

"Just leave it to me." Seto assured that the problem would be dealt with. "If all else fails then I'll just reboot everything from scratch."

"Don't you think I've tried that already?"

"In that case then I think a full system wipe and upgrade is what's needed. Plus that way I can make sure any areas that have been neglected are brought up to date too."

"Neglected?" Mokuba was appalled at the word his brother had used. "As in you don't think I'm capable of maintaining my corporation?"

"Those are your choice of words, not mine."

"Seto!" He had no idea where his brother had attained such a,- even more so than usual,- strange and deadpan sense of humour from lately.

"Your backup files?"

"Bottom draw." Mokuba revelled the location of the discs that had been requested as he indicated to his brother's right. "Okay I'll admit that I'm not up to the same caliber as you when it comes to these things, but I'm certainly capable of ..."

"Relax Mokie, I'm not questioning your capabilities in the slightest." He assured as he rummaged through the cluttered draw and winced when he felt something sticky. "I'm more than aware of what you can and can't do."

"Sorry, my bad." The younger brother apologised for the red gooey piece of candy that was now attached to the other's fingertips.

Calmly Seto discarded the previously forgotten treat, - I thought he'd grown out of doing that? - and continued with the rummage once more. "Besides, what kind of a brother would I be if you couldn't call on me every … now … and … again?" His words became more spaced out at having caught sight of the blister pack of blue diamond shaped pills.

Turning where he sat Seto looked at his younger brother. "Is there something you want to tell me?" He asked whilst placing down the stack of CDs and papers onto the desk.

"Like w-what?" Mokuba stuttered nervously at his brother's questioning glance.

Seto couldn't bring himself to ask outright about the viagra he had seen and concluded that neither could his brother. That was why it had been left there for him to find to help raise the awkward issued. "I promise that I won't think any less of you."

"Good ..." Mokuba hesitated for a moment and tried not to let his eyes be drawn to the huge purple rose letterhead trapped amongst the pile on his desktop. "Because I was certain that after the feud you two had ..."

"Feud?"

"With Siegfried."

Confused Seto followed the now swift back 'n forth of his brother's eyes and saw the letterhead himself. "You're in cahoots with the Schroeders?!" He exclaimed as all other thoughts escaped him.

"No, of course I'm not!" Mokuba protested and should have known better than to assume his brother would remain calm. "Okay, yes Leon is a business partner..."

"He's a Schroeder." The fact was spoken with an animus growl.

"And we're Kaibas!" The younger brother shot back, pointing out that neither family had descended from a past they had been proud of. "He's just like us; built his own company and reputation from scratch. You'd be hard pressed to find another roller-coaster manufacturer better than him and besides, he's my friend."

"I'm not going to lecture you on whose company you choose to keep." Seto attempted to restore some calmness by reluctantly backing down from the confrontation. "All I ask is that you don't forget what they nearly did to us."

"That was all Siegfried's doing." Mokuba argued back about the virus that had tried to delete Kaiba Corp in the past during their youth. It wouldn't be forgotten, though they had all moved on a lot since that time. "I can't believe that you tried to use that against him."

"I just want you to be cautious."

"You mean like you are with Pegasus?"

There was no response to the challenge made as Seto carefully began to delete the software from KaibaLand's mainframe.

"Have you forgotten what he did do to us?" Mokuba pressed on with his contesting. "Not only the manipulation he still has on you but the things he did to you back then? The things he did to me?"

"Of course I haven't." The betrayal of his trust and the events of Duelist Kingdom were what made him keep a constant vigilance when it came to his once idol.

"Well it doesn't seem like it. All those dealings that you still do with him."

"It's unavoidable since Duel Monsters is involved." Seto snapped irritatedly at having his own decisions probed. "Or have you forgotten how important that is to me?"

"Ha!" His brother's reasoning was laughable. "So important that you went and sold all of your shares of the Duel Academy to him?" He received a narked yet somewhat startled look. "Yes Seto, I do read the business news."

Now shamefully avoiding eye contact, Seto's fingers clattered on the keyboard in the silence that followed.

"Why?" Mokuba asked with a much calmer and empathetic tone. "That place was your dream Seto and you practically gave it to him. How could you discard something you love so easily?"

"I didn't discard it Mokie." There was an aching sigh at the thought of what had been done but knew that it needed to be so. "Truth is that yes, at one point Duel Monsters was one of my reasons for living, but life has changed and so have my priorities. I have Kisara now and Anathema. You know firsthand what it's like to not have my attention; I don't need multiple distractions to keep me from them. I'm sure you'd do the same for Rebecca and your kids if you had to."

"Oh my god, Becky!" Fear filled Mokuba as he checked his watch. "I lost track of the time. She's going to kill me if I'm not there by her side."

"Stop exaggerating. That woman worships the ground that you walk on and there's nothing you could possibly do to make her act otherwise."

"Yeah well, we'll see who's laughing once this is all over." Nerves gripped hold of the younger brother causing him to freeze where he stood.

"What time do they plan to operate?"

"Soon." Mokuba squeaked rather pathetically in response to the query of the Cesarean section that had been scheduled for that afternoon.

"Then you had better get a move on instead of standing here conversing with me."

No response.

Seto decided that sometimes his brother needed a kick up the ass, - quite literally, - to get things done. Breezily he swung the chair to his left with a leg out stretched so it made contact with Mokuba's behind. "Go on! Your wife needs you." He then indicated to the now blank screen and KaibaLand mainframe. "Don't worry, I've got this."

Mokuba nodded his thanks and agreement before he sped out of the room only to retrace his steps a few seconds later as his head peered around the door. "Bro? Are we good? I didn't mean to come across as confrontation..."

"We're good." Seto assured his brother with a genuine smile. "Now hurry before you miss your sons' births. Go greet them into this world."

"Yes." Mokuba gasped with a face now beaming with excitement and raced off for the hospital.

The office fell quiet and for the first time in months Seto felt somewhat alone as the joyous occasion caused old feelings to resurface. Would he always find it hard to accept that his brother was a grown adult with his own life and completely independent from him? Maybe not completely independent, He smirked to himself as he began to rebuild the mainframe.

Of course he would always be there. Mokuba had become a fine young man and member of society because of him. And although they continued to walk their own paths in life he would still remain in his role and duty of being the over-protective big brother. Set habits were hard to break, which was proven fact by the way his brother's partnership with the younger Schroeder continued to dwell on his mind. Something isn't right. Mokuba may be convinced but I have a feeling that neither Schroeder can be trusted.

Not wasting a moment more he sided with his gut instinct and pulled the cell phone from his pocket to dial for help. It rang several times before it was answered. "Cardiff tourist information office, how may I help you?"

"Gwen?" Seto asked surprised at hearing the Welshwoman answer his call. "Where's Ianto?"

"It's his mam's funeral today."

"Of course." He sighed regrettably at having forgotten the death of his friend's mother that had once been mentioned in an e-mail between them. The cell phone was now placed between his ear and shoulder whilst his fingers danced across the keyboard. "In that case then, can you do something for me? I want a search done on a Leon Von Schroeder."

"And you can't do it yourself because?"

"I'm working on other things right now."

"So am I."

His fingers ceased for a while and now took control of the mouse, warily he asked, "You're doing a crossword puzzle aren't you?" There was no way Jack would have had her manning the phone line in tourist office if there was serious work to be done.

"Yep, and I'm stuck."

Seto stopped what he was doing and sloughed back in the chair. "Come on then, let's have it." He muttered whilst dramatic throwing a hand in the air as he struggled to keep his calm at her unspoken indication that her pointless task was more important than his.

"I need another word for hot tempered. Twelve letters; fourth letter T and eighth is an E."

"Cantankerous." He answered almost immediately.

"Ha-ha, thanks. That's a fiver Jack owes me for betting that I wouldn't be able to solve it."

"But you didn't, I did." He spoke tiredly, beginning to wish that he'd just used his cell phone to check for the information himself.

"Yeah but he doesn't need to know that. Just like old times right?"

A fond reminiscing smile uncontrollably crept onto his face at the thought of the simpler times he'd had whilst working as part of Jack's team. Secretly a part of him longed for their return, but the correction of his timeline rendered them far and forever from his grasp. Maybe not quite forever.

"Right, on to that search you wanted." Gwen's compliant voice snapped him from his thoughts. The sound of a keyboard being vigorously used travelled down the phone line. "So, have you given any more thought to Jack's suggestion?"

"What'd you take me for? Of course I have."

"And?"

"Plans are currently in motion." Seto casually spoke as he leaned forward to continue his task of rebooting his brother's system. This had been the true reason for detaching himself from his precious Duel Academy. Kaiba Corp would always remain his priority, anything else was a bonus.

Knowing that it would still be possible for him to manage another business on the side and after everything the captain had done for him Seto wasn't going to let him down when asked to stand by his friend's side in fighting to keep the world safe from harm. Soon he would be in command of Torchwood Five monitoring the Domino rift. All he was waiting on now was a response from UNIT to help dispose of the broken machinery stored in the secret basement that the Doctor had spoken of.

"That's great, he'll be so thrilled to hear … Oh my god!"

"What?" Seto asked at hearing the abrupt exclamation and cease of typing from his friend. Had she found some kind of scandal involving Schroeder?

"You should see this!"

I knew it! Seto's mind sneered as he concluded that the Welshwoman had indeed discovered the slander he'd hopped to find. He stopped typing and made himself more comfortable to relish in the revelation. "Let's hear it, what have you found on this guy?"

"Grimm and Anderson."

"And who, pray tell, are they?" He asked intriguingly.

"Not who but what. Honestly Cariad, your brother owns KaibaLand and you don't know what Grimm and Anderson is?"

"Then go ahead and enlighten me!"

Gwen failed to hide her amusement as a haughty snort travelled down the line from hearing his irritation. "It's only the biggest theme park in Europe; Built four years ago and situated outside of Verviers, Belgium. Everything there is based around the famous works of the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Anderson. I told Rhys we should have gone there but noooo, he wanted to go to EuroDisney instead … Oh, look at that!"

"I obviously can't since I'm on the other end of a phone!"

"Cinderella's Pumpkin Carriage Carousel! … Oh, and The Snow Queen's Toboggan Ice Tunnel! … Oh, that Gingerbread House is gorgeous! … Oh, Seto! If only you could … Oh! … Oh!..."

"When you've quite finished your orgasm, I'd like to get back to the task at hand." Seto growled; his patience wearing thin. There was no way that the younger Schroeder could possibly have such a magnificent place to contend with his brother's. How was it that the two of them were business partners when clearly they should be rivals? "Is there anything else I should know about him?"

"He used to be a duelist..."

"I know that! His company's track record, what's that like?"

"Sorry Cariad, but if you're hoping for some dirt on this guy then I'm afraid you're out of luck. He's as clean as a whistle in Ianto's pocket."

Seto felt something sink down inside him. Had his instincts been wrong? "Try searching his brother, Siegfried Von Schroeder."

There was the sound of tapping once more coming from the other end of the line. "Right, now let's see what this guy … Oh!"

"Not again!" Seto's head despairingly sank into his hand at hearing yet another excited gasp from Gwen.

"Oh? … Wow, that … sucks."

"What?" His interest was starting to regain at the disappointment now in her voice. "What sucks?"

"Well this guy's had a string of failed business ventures. Looks like you beat him to the punch on some of them. He's currently focused on trying to build up some animation studio,- I sense you're not going to beat him on that since I know how you hate cartoons and such,- and he's kinda doing okay at the moment after having success with that film featuring those yellow things that are everywhere at the moment."

"Anything else?"

More typing as Gwen searched for the dirt her friend desired and began to read out what she had uncovered. "I've found an article about how he once tried to … but I guess you already know about that since it was your tournament he sabotaged … and your company too? … What a dick!"

"Tell me about it."

"No wonder you wanted me to do a check up on them if that's the kind of people they are."

"I wasn't much better myself at one point." Seto admitted to the once dark era of his youth.

"But you changed right?"

"Right." He agreed thoughtfully. If I can do it then surely they're capable to? "Thank you Gwen, you've been a real help."

"Anytime Cariad."

The call was ended and for a moment Seto sat with the phone held up and resting on his chin as he thought some more. My instinct seems to be clearly off this time around. Am I just hanging on to some pointless feud that should remain buried well in the past? Perhaps Mokuba was right all along in seeing the good in other people?

He looked at the clock. It was late afternoon and he decided that he didn't have anymore time to waste on the Schroeders, - ever, - as he now proceeded to continue to work on the KaibaLand mainframe once more.

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Once Mokuba had arrived at the hospital he was requested to change into a set of scrubs before being lead through to the operating theatre where his wife was waiting. The clothes hung neatly on his body but the cap on his head bulged with the mass of hair he had to accommodate underneath it.

"Sorry I'm late." He planted a kiss on Rebecca's forehead as he finally reached her side in the sterile room.

"You're not late ...Yet." She told him with a playful smile but feed up of the time she'd spend stuck on the hospital trolley where she lay propped up with an epidural in her spine and legs wide open as a midwife examined her internally.

"Okay Mrs Kaiba, you're almost fully dilated, so soon I'm going to need you to prepare to push."

"Push?!" Mokuba spoke horrified to the midwife freeing her hands of the gloves she had just used. "But I thought you were performing a C-section?"

"No need to fear Mr Kaiba." She assured him. "It's just the standard procedure for twins to birth the first one naturally if possible and then we'll assess what route to take from there on."

"Oh." He replied in response as the midwife moved away to consult with the other midwife and doctor within the room.

Rebecca reached out to grab her husband's hand as he looked pale and shaken by what he had just been told. "It'll be okay."

"I did this to you." There was a terrified and remorseful tone to Mokuba's voice as he spoke with teary eyes. "Aren't you scared?"

"A little." She allowed herself to admit but kept up a brave face to hide her own fears of childbirth to help ease his. No matter how much he'd insisted he was okay in leading up to this moment she knew that the tragic death of his mother during his birth was the thing plaguing his mind. The grip on his hand tightened as she assured him, "You're not going to lose me."

A sad waver of a smile flicked across his lips as he tried his best to stay strong. "I should be the one comforting you."

"You're here, that's all the comfort I need."

The smile began to disappear from Rebecca's face as she winced and fought back the numbing pressure of the contraction, grateful that the epidural was working to keep the pain at bay.

"I think it's time for you to start pushing." Both midwives approached. Together they continuously encouraged her as the baby slowly and gradually made his way down the birth canal.

"You can do it Becky; almost there now." Mokuba cheered his wife on as he continued to hold her hand as well as repeatedly swab the sweat from her forehead.

"I can't!" Rebecca panted with exhaustion and defeat from the gruelling task she was undertaking.

"Yes you can." The doctor assured her as he too had also joined them during the time taken to get this far. "Just take a short rest and retry once the pressure begins again."

"How's the baby?" Mokuba asked as casually as he could muster whilst swabbing moisture from his wife's tired face.

"The baby's doing fine." The midwife confirmed and beckoned him to her. "Come and see."

"Go on." Rebecca encouraged him. Maybe if he saw what was happening down below for himself it would help ease his fears and doubts over the situation. "I'll be fine."

Nervously, Mokuba made his way towards the end of the hospital trolley. His eyes timidly directing themselves to view between his wife's legs where he saw their son's head crowning out from her vagina. A genuine smile flashed on his face like lightning as he spoke to the woman he loved. "You really are almost there!"

The joyful look on her husband's face provided her with the additional strength she needed to continue and when the next urge to push came along Rebecca gave it her all. Soon she was rewarded with the sound of her baby's first cry.

"You did it Becky!" Mokuba praised her with a shower of affectionate kisses. "Well done, you did it."

Exhausted once more Rebecca flopped into the arms of her husband. Childbirth was a lot tougher than it looked. Comparing it in terms of difficulty to that of the quantum mechanics masters degree she'd given up to embark on her life as a Kaiba she instantly knew which she personally had found easiest. But Mokuba was the path she had chosen for her life and future; she wouldn't have changed anything. Not one single thing. The sacrifice she had made, pain that had just been endured and was still to come, was more than worth it to be with the man she loved.

One of the midwives now carried their baby to them whilst the other remained where she was at the foot of the trolley. "Here's your first beautiful boy."

Beautiful. It wasn't the word Mokuba would have used to describe his child, but it would do as he knew there was no other word available in existence that could possibly capture the admirable bundle of perfection that the two of them had created. Only a name could do that. "Hello Arthur." He cooed gently taking his son from the midwife. "Come and say hello to your mom."

Arthur was gently guided across and down to Rebecca's side as she lay silently sobbing tears of joy but was then suddenly taken away as both midwives and the doctor began to rush around in a state of urgency.

"What's wrong?" Mokuba asked terrified as he watched his son whisked away and placed into a transparent crib on one side of the room and his wife speedily taken to the other. Two more medical staff also entered the sterile room.

"Baby number two is now showing signs of distress and we need to act quickly." One of the midwives explained. "Please Mr Kaiba, we need you to stay calm and out of the way whilst we operate."

Staying out of the way wasn't a problem as Mokuba found himself rooted to the spot in fear. As for staying calm, that was a whole other story. No! Please don't let anything happen to them. Please don't. He was aware that he was now physically shaking, scared at the possibility that history was about to repeat itself. 'Sooner or later it always does and is completely unavoidable in some cases,' - the timelord had once told him.

"Mokie!" Rebecca cried out as she had no choice but to helplessly lay there with a screen now constructed across her stomach to conceal the Cesarean section from her view.

With a torn heart he watched his scared wife cry on one side of the screen and could clearly see the doctor operating on the other side, scalpel in hand as he effortless sliced down Rebecca's abdomen. You can't crumble at a time like this! She needs you to be there! She needs you to stop wallowing in the past!

The scrubs of the doctor and his team were now covered in amniotic fluid and blood as they worked swiftly to pull the baby free from the exposed uterus. "Okay we're clear." One of them stated as they handed the tiny newborn to the midwife and began to remove the placenta so that they could then close up the wounds they had made.

"What's wrong with my baby?" Rebecca asked fearfully as she watched the two midwives hurry away with him.

It was only then that Mokuba too realised something was wrong as his second born had not yet made a sound. No, no, no, no! He looked at the midwives and then back at his terrified wife. Defiantly he moved from where he stood and raced to be by her side. "Shhh." He tried to calm and ease her as he cupped his hands around her face and forced her to make eye contact with him. "Everything's okay; it's just standard procedure that look's scarier than it actually is."

Rebecca tried to shake her saddened face but it was still held tightly in her husband's hands. She knew he was trying his best, mostly for himself, but the false reassurance wasn't comforting at all. "We've lost him." Tears began to roll down her checks as she forced them both to accept what she knew to be the truth now rather than later.

His mouth twitched as Mokuba tried to remain optimistic. "But I've still got you." He told her with a lump in his throat and a lone tear escaped from one of his eyes as he fought the rest back. "And we've got Arthur."

More tears now flowed down on both their faces as together they began to mourn their loss. But the tears soon stopped as a high pitched shrill suddenly broke through the air. Together they turned their heads and saw their second born now being brought towards them.

"Sorry, we didn't mean to scare you both." The midwife apologised as she held the wailing newborn. "This little guy was becoming a bit oxygen starved but he seems to be doing much better now." She handed him over to the shaking arms of his mother.

"Noah!" Rebecca gasped in relief as she cradled him tenderly. More tears began to fall, this time full of joy. She turned to her husband. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you."

Mokuba forced a wavering smile onto his tear stained face and kissed his wife's forehead lovingly as he pulled them both closer to him. He hadn't believed himself either and for a moment wondered if a higher power had heard and answered his prayer for their wellbeing.

"I hate to break up this happy little family but we're going to need to start moving you all onto the postnatal ward." The midwife began to explain the next plan of action. "Mrs Kaiba, we'll help you to get cleaned up and wheel you along once you're done. Mr Kaiba, you are most welcome to accompany your wife or if you'd prefer, your sons during their first check up; the choice is yours."

"Don't worry about me." Rebecca told him with a smile so that he didn't have to make the difficult decision himself. "Stay with the boys, you've been waiting long and patiently to met them."

"Thank you." He leaned over to kiss her goodbye before carefully taking Noah from her.

"I'll see the three of you again soon once I'm looking beautiful again."

"You always look beautiful to me Becky." Mokuba sincerely told her before he was ushered away and back towards the crib were Arthur lay.

Mokuba carefully placed Noah down in the crib beside his twin. He watched fondly as the new arrival continued to cry and stretch out his shaky limbs only to disturb the peaceful Arthur whom had drifted off to sleep. Both gave a startled cry at the contact that had been made and then upon the next brushing of their tiny hands they fell silent with contentment of being reunited together again.

A hugh smile proudly grew on his face at the sight of his peaceful sons as the realization of having become a father finally hit home. It was an alarming thought for many men, but after being raised by the finest man he knew, - and would most likely ever know, - Mokuba was confident that he had learnt what he needed for him to be able to care for and unconditionally love them both.

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Thanks for reading :)

KG

The next chapter will see the birth of Seto and Kisara's first born.