Hello again guys! It's good to know many of you are still coming to read Left Behind! I'm updating as fast as I can so I can give you something interesting to read. No offense to puppyshippers, but there are way too many and I haven't seen enough prideshippers! I'm getting quite sick of it… but I digress. By now you know the deal, ok?

Last Time: Seto Kaiba has made his presence known by our pregnant pharaoh and makes an attempt to find out about a few things that has happened to Yami. Unfortunately Yami is keeping his mouth shut and is determined to pull himself away from his friends and family. After realizing his weakness in which he depends on his friends too much, Yami strives to survive life alone as Kaiba had explained to his face in the park.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh nor am I copying any other fictions I've read in the past.

Title: Left Behind

Author: Yuzume Mikien

Pairing: Seto/Yami, Slight Bakura/Yami

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Yaoi, mpreg… oh yeah language!

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Left Behind Chapter Four: Pieces of the Puzzle

Yami POV

After my encounter with Kaiba, I planned my steps of separation from my aibou and the people I called friends. I stayed in my room again and allowed my body to rest for a time in which I kept my mind occupied on what I had to do. First things first I thought as I laid on my bed a few nights after the day I had ran out of the game shop, I had to make sure Yugi didn't find out about the baby. Yugi was still acting strangely around me and rarely spoke to me now… though I had had a feeling it would've have happened like this anyway. As long as he no longer asked questions I'd be fine with what I was planning to do.

I laid my hand against my abdomen gently while I looked at the ceiling. My body had not changed too drastically yet, but that would soon change. My stomach no longer had its muscles for they were now soft. I knew it wouldn't be too long before I would start to show. I was at least three months now and I had to admit that I wasn't taking care of my body as well as I should. I flipped over and put my head on my arms sighing weakly. Another side effect of holding another living thing inside you was feeling weak all the time. Though I wanted to put my plan into action I also wanted to sleep. My room was a place I could be in for about an average of 20 hours a day, while the bathroom, the remaining 4 hours.

Yawning I flinched at the slight jolt in my stomach. It wasn't as painful as my stomach clenching, but the act of it did remind me of the urgency to take myself out of everyone's lives so no one would be bothered by my dependency on them. I had to get a place of my own or something along the lines of a suitable shelter for my upcoming months of pregnancy and period of time of which I had a child in my care.

Or I could just get rid of it… like he told me to do… I wouldn't have to think about any of this then and I wouldn't have to leave…

I shook my head cursing inwardly for thinking the way Bakura did. I couldn't get rid of my child; it would be like killing an innocent person. The child did nothing to me and I had no right to get rid of something…something…

That I never wanted… that cursed me with morning sickness and mood swings… Something that caused Yugi to become suspicious caused me to hide and lie…

"Shit!" I declared and jumped off my bed. Pacing my room I scolded myself for having such thoughts, "You idiot… how could you think that way? It is a child, another life. How dare you blame it for putting you in this situation…? You had sex with Bakura in the first place! You gave yourself this problem… it was your fault!" I glared at the reflection on my wall mirror and suddenly the memory came back, the memory that forced me to always return into the dream whenever I stopped to recall it.

The night he kicked me out… the night he came to hate me… and the night I became a burden. My form reacted on it's own as it began to tremble and sweat just as it did on that night. For a moment I couldn't breathe and I felt the familiar burn in my throat. I tried my best to push the recollection away, but it didn't work. Soon I could hear the words that were yelled at me making my shadow magic spark dangerously. "What the hell do you mean pregnant! You're not female!"

I grabbed my ears trying to drown out the words playing in my head. Bending over I recited what I had answered Bakura almost two months ago, "I know… but the doctor said…"

"Screw what the doctor said! He had to be lying for you can't be pregnant… You're not supposed to be pregnant!"

I whimpered and fell to my knees… I didn't want to remember this! I didn't want to know why I was suffering or why I was a burden. Shit when had I become so weak?

"Bakura…"

"Now what? Why are you crying!"

"I never meant… for any of this to happen…"

"Like hell you didn't…"

"But I didn't know this would- could happen!"

"…sure…"

"Bakura!"

"What the hell do you want me to do? I'm not the one, who has some type of thing inside me… you do, so you do away with it!"

"… what do you mean? Aren't you going to help at least? It isn't just my problem, you-"

"Don't blame me Yami for your fucking problems!"

"I'm not blaming you! You still need to help; I don't know what to do? I don't know how this happened!"

"What do you expect me to do? This is your problem you need to find yourself a solution! You willingly took our relationship to the next level; you should've known the consequences."

"I knew nothing about this… What type of solution is there for a pregnant male? Even if I did know that this could happen, do you think that we could've avoided this situation?"

"Fine, damn it! You're pissing me off with the way you're bitching right now Yami. Get rid of it! There's your solution, happy now!"

"Wha-?"

"If I knew beforehand that you were like… this…I would have had a perfect plan not to be burdened by this scenario! If I had known… I wouldn't have even continued this relationship!"

"No… but I… oh god! I can't do that! I can't- you can't make me do that! Bakura, please there has to be another-"

"Get out…"

"Huh?"

"Get out of here now! If you're not going to listen to me then you're nothing, but a burden Yami!"

"Wait, you can't do this! You have no right to just kick me out like this. Damn it Tomb robber!"

SLAP!

"Unh!"

"Leave this apartment, you useless piece of shit! It was your fault that this is happening to you! Now, get out, before I cut you open and fix this problem myself! Don't you dare come back or call either!"

"Yami… Yami wake up." The voice was different and it cut through the memory like a knife. It felt as if my lungs hadn't been working and I gasped sitting up quickly. Eyes wide I looked around taking in my room with relief.

Slowly I turned to gaze over to the person, who had broken my nightmare and jumped back, "Mr. Mutou!" I exclaimed in surprise. He was watching me, concern clear on his face for he had found me on the ground. "What are you doing here? Uh… it's 6:00 in the morning."

He was still looking at me thoughtfully and I waited confused. For a moment I wondered what he was looking at and I realized that my face was wet with none other than tears. I wiped them away quickly and started to get up, but Yugi's grandfather grabbed me by the arm. I turned, "Sir?"

"Is everything all right Yami?" He abruptly asked making my stomach churn uncomfortably. I nodded wanting to pull away, but knowing it would be rude. Morning sickness was making me feel nauseous again and Mr. Mutou continued, "You seem pale this morning, bad dream?"

I nodded again, but smiled, "Well yes it was a bad dream, but I'm fine. Dreams aren't real nor are nightmares." His grip loosened and I moved away, "I might've fallen off my bed when I was asleep or something." It was clear he didn't believe me, but he didn't continue. He stood up and headed for the door.

"Ok then… be careful Yami…" He chuckled half heartily, "we don't want Yugi to worry even more about you now do we?" The words hit me painfully with guilt as he left the room. When he was safely gone I walked to the bathroom and vomited as I usually did. I felt guilty and hurt at the same time. Was I really such a burden?

I threw on some clothes, grabbed a hat and a pair of sunglasses from my dresser and walked downstairs. I could smell the coffee Mr. Mutou was brewing and instantly felt sick. Nonetheless I snuck passed him and headed for the door. I was able to slip out into the yard and out onto the street, while I covered my head with my cap and glasses. Phase one of my plan… find an apartment before this child begins to make his appearance on my body.

Normal POV

"He's having a baby… hmm?" Solomon Mutou muttered to himself as he went on with his morning chores. It had been an accident that he had heard Yami mutter something about being pregnant in his sleep, but he felt quite triumphant that he had found that small tidbit out… His grandson had been stressing out with concern for the older boy, but now the Mutou knew what had been troubling Yami for a while. He frowned, and thought for moment, "Should I tell Yugi about this? It would be quite cruel of me if I did tell him without Yam's permission. Yami may have a reason why he hasn't shared the news, unless he really wanted to hide it for some reason." The man sighed, putting the evidence together… 'I see so this became a responsibility struggle between Yami and Bakura wasn't it? I understand it now…'

Solomon took the phone from its base and grabbed his phone book. He skimmed it for the person he was looking for and dialed the number. He heard the other line ring several times until a drowsy voice cut in as the owner picked it up, "Hello? What do you want?" the voice answered.

Clearing his throat Mr. Mutou greeted, "Good morning… spirit of the ring… It's Solomon Mutou."

There was a silence on the other line as the tomb robber took a moment to wake up, "Mutou? What do you want with me old man?" He barked.

"Now, now no need to be rude… spirit, just wanted to speak with you on an important matter."

"Important? What could be so important that you wake me up at 6:00 in the morning? Are you crazy or something?"

"No Bakura I'm not crazy… but I do want to talk about something important even if you like it or not."

"Then shoot old man! Don't have to waste my time! My Ra-"

"It's about your baby Bakura… You know what I'm talking about, the reason why you pushed Yami aside!"

The other line was silent again this time Bakura started, "Did he-"

"No I used my own resources and if you don't want me to tell anyone you know about this then we have a lot to talk about, do we not…?"

"Ah- Screw you… old man… It isn't any of your business… What would you want to know about this?"

"Well I would like to know a good amount of information… if you really want this secret to be kept private."

Bakura sighed, "Oh Gods… Shit…"

Seto POV

For some reason I can't get my mind off Yami. It's weird that after I see him just once that I start thinking non-stop… and about so many things too. I'm getting nothing done at the Company and these strange thoughts are distracting!

Along with this, I can't get the image out of my head either. The image of his face when he turned to look at me before he left during our conversation, where his face was streaked with tears, but his eyes burned with a strange confidence I had never seen before. It sent shivers down my spine and yet made me feel excited at the same time. The sensation is so strange and unusual that I have no clue how to categorize it. Could it be a figure of my imagination or maybe just a sign to have Mokuba stop making my coffee in the morning.

I've been contemplating on the reason for Yami's current condition. I had heard from Mokuba after the rare occasions I let him go to the Game Shop that Yami wasn't doing very good, but even then I ignored the news thinking Yami could take care of himself. Now that I have seen his state with my own eyes, it's different. I'm now feeling quite worried about how Yami's been taking care of himself or if he even is taking care if himself. How could a broken heart cause so much damage? What could Bakura have done that made the King of Games so lost and weak? Why haven't I heard anything about Yugi or any of the other twerps hanging out with him helping the ex-pharaoh? What is the hidden cause of his emotional changes and physical weakness?

"Mr. Kaiba?" The voice pulled me from my thoughts and I jumped looking at the associate I was supposedly having lunch with. Damn it! There goes my mind again and at the worse of times!

I gained my composure quickly, "My deepest apologies Mr. Williams… I had something on my mind."

He chuckled nodding; I thanked my lucky star that I wasn't conversing with one of my more serious clients. "I can see that young Kaiba… you were spacing out pretty well back there." He chuckled again as if my actions were amusing him. Mr. Williams smiled at me sitting patiently and surprisingly not offended. And I thought American businessmen were all short tempered like I was. He was treating me as if I was good friend instead of some person he had merely just met and I watched him quietly.

Bradley Williams owned one of the companies that distributed Kaiba Corp merchandise in the US along with his own, which meant he aided many of my international imports and exports. I hadn't met him yet until at that moment when he had summoned me to the business district's only restaurant with a proposition. Unfortunately my mind was definitely not on propositions, but on other things…. more annoying things. "Is something the matter Mr. Kaiba?" He asked again. I sighed and shook my head, he was calling me Mr. Kaiba when he was decades older than I was, but I was used to it. He continued, "You must be hungry… should we order? I'll pay of course."

I stared at him and quickly went into business mode, "Oh please, you don't have to do that… I'll be perfectly willing to pay for my meal as well treat you sir… I've been terribly rude… Let me make it up to you." I stopped for a moment realizing how unusually kind I was being, and added quickly, "You don't need to think about me at all Mr. Williams, I can pay perfectly for myself. Do not take my unusual actions to heart Sir… I'm perfectly fine…. So what is this proposition that you are stating." I changed the subject for I wanted to finish this now so I could get back to the company and stop daydreaming.

He looked back at me and smiled again. "Oh alright then… if that is how you want it… Well you see…" The man started on about his plan and how Kaiba Corp would gain much more than it did now. I listened on, keeping my mind on him and his words only…. I couldn't get my head thinking about Yami again.

We ordered our meals and continued with the conversation. For a good half an hour I was able to pay attention to his words of our companies. I spoke back to him and answered his own questions as he did mine. For some reason he made me feel comfortable enough that I actually started talking to him like a normal human being, unlike my other clients. After an hour of talking we were in a heated debate about the stock market and how investing on Kaiba Corp got many people stinky filthy' rich… "So you're saying that because my company is so wealthy and profitable, a good number of people invest on my corporation to gain a profit… Well I've known that for a while…" I rolled my eyes as he tried explaining his ideas further.

I looked to the restaurant window gazing out at the view of the business district of Domino. Starting to feel bored I began to read building signs and taking to mind the occupations that each business housed. Mr. Williams droned on about the company… well I think he did, because something caught my eye that completely made my mind space out. I sat up straighter to get a better look. It was at a real estate building across the street.

For a moment I couldn't recognize him in the cap and glasses, but his golden bangs gave him away when he leaned over to glance at the ads for apartments on sale. I moved suddenly to gaze fully out the window at him to make sure my suspicions were accurate. In seconds I felt a shiver run up my spine as Yami took off his glasses to get a better look revealing his deep crimson eyes. I could almost feel my mouth fall open at my surprise… What was he doing here in the business district…? Of all the places Yami why did you have to go to the only place that I could get my mind off you for at least a few hours?

Yami crossed his arms still staring at the ads; he seemed to be thinking about them for some reason. He started to shake his head and returned the sunglasses to his face. He walked along to the ads of the apartments for rent and began to observe them as he did the others. I remained even more confused with his actions than before. I frowned wondering about his reason here in this certain district and I forgot about Mr. Williams.

I had been lost in my own head, contemplating on things I shouldn't have been thinking about. Once more Mr. Williams came and interrupted my thoughts, "Is that a friend of yours?" Spinning around to face him, I saw him grinning for the umpteenth time. He had seen Yami and knew I had been watching the ex-pharaoh. I was beginning to question why I had decided to talk to him.

"Uh- Oh sorry… I spaced out once more again. My deepest apologies Mr.-"

"Have you been thinking about him this whole time Mr. Kaiba?"

I was startled by his question, "What? No- Sir he's-"

He shook his head…. "No, no don't give me excuses Mr. Kaiba… I see there has been a lot on your mind and as a man of many experiences myself I understand greatly. Do you have enough time for yourself Mr. Kaiba?"

Frowning I looked at him harshly… How dare he try to speak of his many experiences as if he were talking to a child, not a multibillionaire, richer than he was? I was slightly peeved by his happy go lucky attitude and casualness at the moment and I snapped, "Now Mr. Williams I assure you that my personal time is none of your concern and that you have no means to be questioning it. I am perfectly capable to own and run one of the strongest and richest companies in the world so your so-called experiences do not bring much favor to the situation. At this moment my… friend and his relationship with me is beside the topic we are currently discussing about so shall we con-" A strange awkward feeling made itself known in the pit of my stomach after the last statement, but I remained aloof.

This man sure knows how to interrupt, "Call him in so I can speak with him Kaiba… I never knew you were so friendly… it's hard for us of such high statures to know others without making them as powerful as we are. Besides our little talk has come to a complete conclusion… it merely remains to be in your decision if you accept my proposition or deny it." I was about to stop him, but he had already called a waiter to do the job of bringing the unsuspecting spirit into the small restaurant.

I stood quickly, "I'll do it myself!" I declared, hitting myself mentally for doing so. The man glanced at me with an amused look and nodded. Obliging I left the building heading to the one across the road, Yami had his back to me once more.

Walking slowly over to him I put my hand on his shoulder. The shorter man jumped at least a good three feet in surprise and spun around. He remained silent for a moment taking in that his disguise had failed. Starting to remove himself from my grip, I squeezed his shoulder harder and glared at him. I could sense he was returning the glare even through the black shades and he hissed, "What the heck are you doing Kaiba? How did you-"?

I grasped his shoulder even tighter making him wince and leaned forward to whisper, "Keep your mouth shut! Do you want to make a scene?" He shivered under my touch. I moved my head motioning to all the other people watching us slightly from their own work places. "One of my… associates… wants to speak with you. It seems I was distracted by your presence in the strangest of districts… Yami. I don't why he would waste his time talking to you…"

Pulling off his glasses with his free hand, Yami stared at me with a strange guilt in his blood red eyes. I let him go and motioned him towards the restaurant and he did as he was told without another word.

We came to the table at which I had been seated and Mr. Williams stood as Yami made his appearance. It was strange that Yami's normally large presence felt small and insignificant. It was also strange that Yami hadn't even tried to avoid such encounter with the American man. I cleared my throat, at the moment really wanting to leave this weird American CEO and introduced the ex-pharaoh. "Um… Mr. Williams this is Yami Mutou… International duel monsters champion and 'King of Games'…" The familiar anger of rivalry made my blood boil as I finished, yet as Yami bowed it somehow died down.

It was as if Yami had returned to his old self as he bowed respectfully to Bradley Williams and when they shook hands as Williams introduced himself. He stood straighter and held his head high, removing his hat and revealing his gravity defying hair. I watched his eyes, which also changed to an extent that they looked once more dangerous and challenging, so unlike when I had seen him the few days before. Gulping I kept the urge to suddenly scold him for hiding his potential in the weak human act he was putting on in front of many of his friends. "Good afternoon Sir… you wished- to see me?" Yami stated flatly his voice breaking almost unnoticeably.

Mr. Williams nodded, "Yes I did Mr. Mutou… I didn't know that Seto Kaiba's rival was also a good friend of his. Please sit." The man smiled that smile of his that was pissing me off by now and he sat. I did the same as Yami sat in a chair beside me. I had an idea he wasn't feeling too comfortable talking to someone with such 'business like presence' or that he just wasn't feeling comfortable with anything at all.

Yami glanced at me from the corner of his eye, cocking an eyebrow with what Mr. Williams had just said. I glowered back just daring to reprehend what the American had declared. Turning back to the man Yami bowed his head again and I took the opportunity to take his form and identify the changes.

Nothing seemed to be too out of the ordinary, nothing that I had not noticed about Yami already. My eyes drifted down his figure and I found myself watching his hands, firmly folded on his lap. They looked as delicate as ever and appeared so small. I found myself transfixed at their minute movements as Mr. Williams questioned him. I ignored their conversation until questions started to hit home. "So I haven't seen much news of you participating in any dueling tournaments Mr. Mutou. I know of a few back home in the US that may be to your liking. The best in the country will be there and maybe making a guest appearance would be a treat to the duelists. Kaiba should know about it, his duel disks are going to be used during all the matches. Am I right Kaiba? Hey even you two could show off your champion skills with a game with each other. Huh?"

I rolled my eyes; the only tournaments I'd duel in would be my own and only if it were for the title of champion or something important like that. I frowned and shook my head crossing my arms. Yami didn't appear to want to either and he suddenly answered in an inaudible voice, "I won't be dueling for anything Sir… I can't duel anyone for a long while either… sorry…"

Both the American and I looked at him shockingly. What did he mean he couldn't duel anyone? This was some sick joke! Yami was looking down avoiding eye contact I could see that he was digging his nails in to his flesh hard and breaking skin. I watched him utter confusion on my face. He continued to speak and rip at his arms. "I can't duel anyone for at least eight to seven months… It's what-I have to do…"

Why would he be doing that? For seven to eight months he won't be dueling anyone for anything? Why the hell was this happening? "Oh… I see… Is there a reason for your absence in the gaming world Mr. Mutou? Why can't you duel anyone?" Mr. Williams asked concern clear in his voice.

"…health issues…" Was all Yami responded and I could see his hands starting to shake.

Ideas ran through my mind at the words registered. Something was wrong with his health? I couldn't quite accept that… wasn't the King of Games supposed to be able to fight certain illnesses. His body was made to be strong and capable of bearing anything… Was he suffering from a certain sickness that no one knew about? "Could you be specific?" Damn it you stupid selfish CEO, who cares only about his company- why does that sound familiar? Can't you see Yami is hurting himself with all your damn questions? Luckily Yami didn't answer the question.

Realization hit me pretty hard when I saw the spirit continuing to remove his skin with trembling hands. Why he was doing so I had no clue, yet I knew I had to stop him before any blood could be seen. I don't know what came over me, but unnoticeably to the man in front of us I reached over to his lap and took his hands in mine. He flinched and glanced at me with questioning eyes. Just at that moment Mr. Williams was busy with paying the bill for the luncheon. Surprisingly he was not very good at determining the amount of yen he needed to pay, idiot… "What are you doing?" Yami whispered harshly at me giving me a glare with his no longer confident eyes.

"I'm keeping you from destroying your appendages… stupid." He seemed taken aback by my name calling and narrowed his eyes in anger. I gripped his hands securely in mine and looked directly into his rebellious gaze and sneered back, "Why does no one know you're sick? By now news of the sickness should have had spread if your 'aibou' knew."

Yami glared at me and whispered back, "Who said I was sick Kaiba? Let me go!" His face was slightly a pinkish color, but I paid no heed to it. Seeing me shake my head Yami dug his nails into my hands hard! I held in a yelp as his sharp nails dug into my skin. I continued to latch on aside from the pain.

"No! What do you mean…? You're not sick…? Then what is wrong with your health? And why are you hurting yourself?"

"It's none of your business! I'm not telling you anything!" He pressed his nails harder; it was amazing how strong he really was aside from how he looked. "Let me go Kaiba now!"

"Yami… stop being so stubborn!" I angrily snapped. "I'm not letting you go, not now, not until you tell me what's wrong with you! Is this about Bakura?"

His reaction to my words gave me a sign that I had said the wrong thing. He looked down and his hands… and nails… went limp. I went quiet… "Oh… is this a lovers' quarrel I'm seeing?"

I hate this man! For everything he said and did! Both Yami and I turned a shade of red and I quickly let go of his hands. We sat straight and alert and I shook my head rapidly. "NO! That wasn't- I mean- He already has someone!" I yelled and gained my composure, "Tch, I wouldn't be caught with him anyway! He's only a rival, not even much of a friend to tell you the truth… I have a company to run… I don't need a relationship to distract me from more important things."

"Oh, well that's your opinion… Mr. Kaiba… Mr. Mutou I see you have someone… What are they like?" Mr. Williams went on with that damn curiosity of his.

I held in my breath for what Yami was about to say. Shit I just made the whole situation worse when I included Bakura as something to talk about, but I was never someone, who made decisions that were in everyone's favor. He answered slowly, "They're fucking terrific…"

"What was that Mr. Mutou?"

"If you had someone, who loved you for eight months and told you that they would love you for even longer, but suddenly hated you for something that you couldn't control and wasn't your fault. Wouldn't you think it yourself that they were just fucking terrific or maybe just heartless assholes?"

I stared wide eyed at Yami; pain was clear on his face as he spoke, "My someone kicked me out because of something I never realized could happen. I became a burden and some useless piece of shit when 'it' happened!"

I had to stop him, "Yami… that's enough… I'm sorry I brought that up ok?" I was also wondering what 'it' was…

He turned to me and I could see that he was holding in the urge to cry again. He stood up and his voice was suddenly calm, but harsh, "Bakura was some selfish bastard and left me in a worse state than you think Kaiba! And you're just like him; not giving a damn of how you hurt people with your words and going on with your damn life!"

The ex-pharaoh left the room and the building. I gawked after him and Mr. Williams remained silent as well. Frowning I knew I had done something that I wouldn't have normally done if circumstances had been different. It was low even for me… and now I had an even larger problem on my hands. Yami had given me answers, vague answers to be exact, but I had a feeling that I was the only person with this much information to the reason to why Bakura hurt Yami the way he did. I just needed to have them specified in anyway possible, which meant even if I had hurt Yami I had to find more answers and solve this confusing puzzle myself. The pieces Yami made an attempt to hide were going to be found eventually. I was going to find them all and finally get this worry out of my head so I could continue to run my company with no distractions. I would make sure of it!

Yami's POV

That stupid Kaiba! He should butt out of other people's businesses. He interrupts and destroys my entire plan of finding an apartment and he brings up my relationship with Bakura! Oh Ra he's just such a conceited bastard at times.

My shoulder aches from when he grabbed me, I can still feel the way his hands felt when he took mine in his, and the baby has been making my stomach cramp painfully ever since I entered that damn restaurant. Gods I'm actually bitching right now! I hate these mood swings, I hate my life, and most of all I hate that DAMN idiot SETO KAIBA!


El Fin! There you guys go… Capi'tulo Cuatro! Sorry some Spanish there! Hope you guys enjoyed the long chapter… Longer than the last chapter I think! Read and Review and tell me what you think! Oh yeah I have some things I want you guys to answer… Choose either the letter B or the letter G…, Then pick the letter M or F. Lastly pick one of these words, (you'll know the meaning for it later…) GOOD or BAD! When doing this put your answers in this form

ex.:

B

M

Good

This'll affect the storyline slightly because I have a lot of ideas that I can't all put into this story, which may go into the sequel later on! Any other questions and comments just ask!

Next Time: Uh-Oh Yami's done it! Kaiba has gotten the motivation to 'help' and will do anything even get into the pharaoh's own business to do so. But will the CEO go overboard to the extent that he threatens the baby's well being! Don't get desperate Kaiba you might do something that you'll regret! Let's just hope someone else makes an attempt to help Yami, who is careful enough that Yami doesn't have to fear for his unborn child!

Till next time! Thanks for reading! I truly appreciate it!