A/N: So, after like 4 requests, I decided to continue this story! Hopefully, the quality of these next chapters can live up to the first one.

Also, since I'm a dumb, I don't remember anything about Haruto's way of speaking so I'm gonna go with the really vague information I remember from the English dub. I'll probably go edit it to the Japanese one when I remember correctly (aka when I watch Zexal again), but until then, enjoy this. Also, I don't remember Faker/Haruto's personalities that well (despite the fact I googled their profile on the Yu-Gi-Oh! Wikia like three times), so apologies if OOCness. :P

Warnings for this chapter will be some minor hints towards the way humans reproduce (read: sex) and embarrassed Kaito. Das about it.

I don't own Zexal.

Silly Drunk

Chapter 2

6:12 am was the precise time little Tenjo Haruto awoke. He was currently on vacations, but due to the fact he constantly had to get up around this time almost daily, he found it was the perfect time to start his day.

So, eagerly pulling off his blanket, he slid off his bed and opened the door that led to the long narrow hallway. Gazing around, he found the area to be dim but was unperturbed by this as he instantly made his way to his brother's bedroom, intent on waking the sleeping Kaito from his slumber.

Approaching his sibling's door quietly, the young boy made sure to remain on his tippy toes to avoid making any loud sounds that could give away his position. He carefully placed the palm of his hand on the doorknob and twisted it….to reveal the black-haired woman, Droite, resting on his brother's bed.

Alarmed, Haruto stared around in an attempt to locate his brother but relaxed upon finding the slumped figure of Kaito on the armchair, making ragged breathes as he slept.

To add, the room smelled weird. Like some scent had been sprayed to mask a putrid smell. It was off-putting really, but the little blue-haired boy found it easy to ignore if he tried hard enough.

As he stood at the doorframe, Haruto couldn't help but gaze in confusion at the scene before him. Droite hadn't visited last night…..and even if she had, there was an extra room she could have slept in.
This made no sense to the young boy.

Pouting, Haruto tried to scan through the limited knowledge his eight year old self only knew, and then an idea hit him…

Babies.

The little boy didn't know the talk, but he certainly knew that babies were born when a man and a woman spent some time together, usually in private.

At least that's what Yuma had told him when the little Tenjo boy had brought it up one time.

Gasping quietly, the little boy couldn't help but feel REALLY excited.

Quickly, and silently, he shut the door behind him and scurried over to his dad's room. The blue-haired youth immediately entered the door with much haste as he joyously approached his father's bed.

As Haruto closed the distance between the bed and himself, he found Dr. Faker sprawled out on his bed, covered in several blankets as he snored away, unaware of the "news" his youngest son carried.

However, this blissful obliviousness was to be shattered as the younger son of the Tenjo boys began to tug on his father's arm.

"Dad!" he cried, pulling furiously in an attempt to stir the blonde man. "Wake up!"

Groaning in what could be called annoyance, Faker lifted an eyelid open and glanced at the time near his nightstand before replying, "Haruto, it's six a.m. on Sunday, during vacations. Please go back to sleep."

The blonde man proceeded to try turning away and return to sleeping, but Haruto wouldn't allow it as he was still shaking his father's arm in anticipation.

"Daaaaad, Brother is going to have a baby!" he excitedly cried, spilling the news in an attempt to waken his father.

This seemingly worked as Faker immediately faced his younger son with a questioning look, "What do you mean, Haruto?"

"I peeked into his room…and Drotie was on Brother's bed!" the blue-haired child informed his father.

It seemed this was enough information as his father suddenly launched himself into a sitting position. With a horrified expression, the blonde man continued, "What?! Droite?!"

"Mmhmm," confirmed Haruto as he furiously nodded his head.

Immediately, the father of the house stumbled out of his bed, rushing out of his rooms afterwards. In a panicked fashion, he clumsily slammed the door that led to Kaito's room open.

"Kaito!" he roared in a combination of anger and confusion. "What is the meaning of this?!"

At that moment, the younger blonde flinched and awoke, peering around with tired eyes as he tried to fix his disarrayed hair. After finding the black-haired woman still asleep, he finally faced his father whom was glaring down at the photon duelist.

"What do you mean, Faker?" he grumbled, glaring at his father as well. He seriously had no clue what was happening…

"What is this woman doing here?! And are you having a baby with her?" The older blonde man was quick to accuse as he pointed towards Droite.

"Wait, wha-" the blonde youth had begun to yell back but was cut off by Droite suddenly launching a pillow in their direction. Said pillow resulted in hitting Kaito's father right on his face.

"Quiet, will ya?!" the butterfly duelist randomly cried in annoyance, giving the two men a death glare. "I'm tryna sleep here!"

The photon duelist rolled his eyes as he grumbled a few words to himself. Meanwhile, his father remained frozen, obviously attempting to adjust to the fact that the hangover woman had just successfully thrown a pillow at him.

However, before he could have any chance to make a response, not that he really would, Haruto had reappeared again. This time by popping only his head into the occupied room, "Dad, I think you're being too loud. What if that hurts the baby?"

The two blonde men in the room only looked downwards to gaze at the youngest member of their family. After a few moments, the father of the three males in the room began to motion towards the door.

"Out. Right now," grunted the normally kind man as he gave his blonde son a stern look.

Normally, Kaito would have refused, but since the blue-haired boy was watching them, he begrudgingly obliged. So, he trudged right out of his room and leaned against the hall in annoyance.

After checking on the only woman in the household, Faker exited as well, quietly shutting the door behind him. The older blonde then proceeded to face the photon duelist. However, he only stared away from his father's direction; arms crossed like usual.

Faker opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted as Kaito began to speak, "I found her at the park last night….She had been drinking. I didn't know where Gauche was...So I just took her home."

It seemed the little sibling had heard this explanation as he suddenly asked in an innocent tone, "But Brother…isn't that bad for the baby?"

This caught the photon duelist by surprise once more as he immediately recoiled, "What? What baby?"

"The baby you and Droite are having! Yuma told me that when a man and woman spend time together in private, they're going to have a baby! That's what you and Drotie did, right?"

Kaito wasn't one to blush normally, but considering the fact that his little brother had just suggested that he and Droite had done such a thing…right in front of his father…He couldn't help but place his palms against his lightly reddened face in embarrassment.

He would have to make a note to get back at Yuma for this…

"H-Haruto," the older Tenjo sibling began after he had managed to regain just a small piece of his dignity, "No…Droite and I…are not having a baby…"

As soon as he said that, the glimmer in his little brother's eyes seemed to fade as the little boy tilted his head in confusion, "Then why was she in your room, Brother?"

Dr. Faker intervened then as he spoke in a relatively soft voice, "Haruto, will you give your brother and I a moment alone?"

The blue-haired boy held no expression for a moment before he nodded in agreement, "Okay! I'll go watch cartoons."

With that, the youngest of the three took off towards the living room alone, and after a few minutes, the sound of the TV blaring downstairs was heard.

A sigh escaped the father's lips before he refocused his attention on his older son, Kaito.

In an incredibly serious tone, he asked, "Did you and Droi-"

"No!" Kaito immediately denied, already frustrated his only parent couldn't let that idea go.

"Are you sure?"

The photon duelist would have loved to yell just how sure he was, but he refrained from doing so. He didn't want to worsen this embarrassing situation even more. Plus, what if Haruto heard him?

The little boy would never forgive him for treating their father so harshly.

So, instead, he huffed and nodded furiously, hoping his father would just let it go. Seriously, he was very close to being more annoying than Droite and her antics last night…

Fortunately, the older blonde of the duo seemed to believe his son as he continued, "Did you try calling her friend?"

Kaito tensed at the question. It literally felt as if he had just been slapped in the face. Figuratively, of course, but…His father actually had a point.

Stupid brain for not functioning properly…

Still, in a weak attempt to hide the fact that the Galaxy-eyes user had completely missed that option, he grunted, "I figured that idiot would have been too busy sleeping or something."

Dr. Faker only gave his son a quick glance of doubt before he replied, "I see…You should try contacting him today. He's likely to answer."

"Later. I highly doubt he is going to answer at six a.m."

"If you say so," the Tenjo man remarked as he began to stride off towards the restroom. "I'm going to wash up and make breakfast."

Thankful his father was leaving, Kaito acknowledged his words with a quick nod of his head. He proceeded to head back to his room, intent on catching some more sleep as well as avoiding his family for a bit. Placing his hand on the doorknob, the boy was about to twist it when Dr. Faker called his name. Swinging his head to face his father, he found the older blonde man standing near the doorway that led to the restroom.

"I forgot to mention," Kaito's dad began nonchalantly. "Clean your room. Women don't particularly enjoy a boy's company if his room is filthy."

With that, he went into the bathroom, chuckling to himself as he heard the photon duelist cry in embarrassment, "I don't like her!"


A/N: END OF CHAPTER 2! Fear not, I think chapter 3 will be Droite and Kaito awkwardness when Droite isn't attempting to sleep! Gauche will appear soon, maybe.

Also, don't mind Haruto. He's young, careless, and free.

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Anyways, see ya next chapter!