Posted 8/18/11
Edited 8/20/11
Edited 3/27/13
Edited 4/7/14

Kaiba's Little Secrets

After defeating yet another enemy, the gang is in for the shock of their lives when circumstances have them spending the night at the Kaiba Mansion.

Chapter Seven - The Third Secret Revealed

July 30, 9:28 AM

The thunder that had woken most of the house already boomed loud in the large master bedroom that housed both teenage parents, Seto and Fire. A jolt brought both teens into the wakeful state, their eyes blinking open as the lightning flash filled the room, trying to blind both.

"The storm," groaned Fire, who pulled the covers higher over her head.

Seto turned to look at the clock only to find the digital face showed no red numbers. "Power's out," he said.

"At least it's Saturday." Fire's voice was muffled from the sheets. The teen boy laughed lightly. "Sleeping in does feel good for a change," he agreed.

"We aren't asleep anymore. I felt better five minutes ago." The sheets pulled themselves off of the girl, her eyes more awake now as a second thunder boom shook the house. "That storm doesn't sound good."

Silence fell as the two listened to the wind outside. Rain was slamming the window and walls of the home, so loud that it could have been hail. The crack of lighting that followed lit up the black morning sky.

"That really doesn't look good," Fire murmured.

Seto groaned. "If this keeps those dweebs here longer than necessary—I'm going to puke."

Fire laughed. Her small form pressed against Seto under the cool blankets. "I'm surprised it hasn't woken up Lexi or Atticus."

"It probably has," the brown haired boy said, leaning over and pulling a watch from the bedside table. "Nine thirty, it definitely has."

Those two couldn't be counted on to sleep past nine, and with a storm this loud, they had probably been up for some time already.

"I'm surprised we slept in that long," Fire replied, sitting up. "I give those two five minutes before they are knocking on the door."

"Yeah, you're right," Seto said. Fire turned to look at her boyfriend, confused. With a slight grin, the brown haired boy pointed toward the bottom of their bedroom door. The lights from outside shone under the door and showed four slips of shadow. Two sets of legs stood outside the door, and now that Fire listened she could hear the two whispering as well. Fire giggled quietly.

As the two watched, the door handle turned and creaked open slowly. In peeked two sets of eyes, one set blue, one set brown. They peered into the room, seeking out the bed, hoping to catch their parents in their sleep. Only to be met with two sets of matching eyes watching them already.

When brown met brown and blue met blue the smaller pairs froze, caught like deer in headlights.

Fire giggled again, watching as her children's shoulders slumped.

"You're up," Atticus said, pushing the door open fully. Lexi raced into the room, throwing herself onto the bed. Her light pink pajamas crumpled from sleep but her hair in less disarray. Her brother walked over more calmly and only leaned against the bed.

"Daniel and Kisara are up," he said.

Seto ruffled the boy's hair. "Looking out for your siblings already," he said.

"I have to. I'm the big brother," Atticus said happily, pulling himself up onto the bed beside his father.

"And how long have you two been up?" Fire asked, pulling Lexi into to a hug.

"Hours!" Lexi said. "Mama, Atti doesn't believe me that Yugi and his friends are here, or that I saw them last night," Lexi continued.

"That's impossible. Dad would never allow them to come here, Lex," Atticus chided. "She just dreamt it all up."

"Ah, now don't count your sister out just yet, not till you get all the facts, Atticus," Fire said, her eyes on her eldest son.

"B-b-but, you can't be serious!" Atticus sputtered, wide-eyes, "She's telling the truth?" He looked to his father.

The glum, glaring stare he saw in his father's eyes confirmed the truth. "They're here?" Atticus gasped. "And she got to meet them but I didn't?"

"Now Atticus, she didn't meet them, you know that would be dangerous. We've explained this to you both before." Fire pulled herself to the edge of the bed, readying to get up.

"Cus you had us too young, yeah, we know, but still! That's not fair," Atticus crossed his arms angrily.

"Atticus, drop this now," the boy's father said sternly. The boy looked up at his father, the glare was still there. Atti knew very well his father didn't like the 'dweebs' and that he feared Atti and his siblings being found out. But the fact that his sister had gotten to see the dweebs and he didn't did not sit well with him. Opening his mouth to complain once more his father raised one eyebrow, as if daring his son to say one more word. The boy let his mouth drop shot.

"You said the twins are up? Why don't you and dad go get them up, I'll get Lexi dressed and meet you in the kitchen? Mm?" Fire said, lifting Lexi off the bed. Seto nodded and Atticus jumped from the bed.

"I'll be there in a minuet," Seto told his son. The boy nodded and raced from the room. The twin's room was just one hallway over from their parents' room, yet it was two hallways from his and Lexi's rooms, that way the crying didn't wake them up.

Inside sat two cribs and all the other baby stuff the twins needed. The cribs were oval shaped rather than the normal rectangular; their mom said it was nicer to look at then the rectangle ones. Atti was pretty sure she just liked them better.

Kisara was already standing up in her crib, having just gained the ability to pull herself up. Daniel was trying to pull himself up, but was having more trouble with it.

"Come on, Dan, you can do it. It's not that hard," Atticus said, walking over to his little brother. The two of them would soon be outnumbered by girls, only Uncle Mokuba kept the score even. Daniel's little hands traded the crib rails for his brother's hands and-with a little extra help-he was soon standing on his own. The baby giggled happily, a little drool falling down his chin.

"See, told ya you could do it," Atticus smiled, pulling a cloth from the changing table to wipe off the drool.

"Aaan," Kisara cried, wanting some attention too.

"Okay, okay, good morning to you to," Atticus said, walking over to his little-er sister. He reached in the bars of the crib and tickled her little stomachs, laughing the baby girl fall back on her diapered bottom, laughing at her brother and slapping at his hands.

"Wide wake I see." Atticus turned to see his father walk into the room, dressed in his usual black shirt and pants.

"Yep," Atticus replied, turning back to pull the stepping stool out from under the crib. There was a stool at each crib so that Lexi or Atti could reach into the crib easily. Lexi was still too small to lift either baby from their crib but Atti could. Kisara had climbed back to her feet and held up her little hands, ready to be lifted from her bed.

Atti's dad lifted Daniel out and laid him back on the blue changing station, the pink one for Kisara. Another stool was at the station for Atti and Lexi. Atti always helped his mom with the twins and Lexi tried to help. While he didn't change diapers, he was capable of changing their cloths. Kisara batted at the toys hanging above the station while Atti hurried to get their day cloths and Seto set about changing the diapers.

Twenty minutes later the twins were dresses and Kisara was hoisted up into her father's arms, Daniel already in Atti's.

"To breakfast!" Atti called, pulling open the bedroom door.

The power had flashed back on while they were in the twin's room so that more than just the floodlights were on. In a house this big, floodlights were needed. They arrived at the kitchen to find their breakfast halfway done, the maids rushing around trying to get it all ready.

"We're sorry, Mr. Kaiba, the power outage has slowed things down," one maid said, rushing from pan to cabinet as she spoke.

Atti's dad only nodded while walking over to the highchairs. Kisara slipped inside easily and was buckled in. Then his dad took Daniel and placed him in his blue highchair while Atti grabbed some breakfast for the twins.

With bibs in place the messy job of feeding commenced. Lexi came running into the room, fully dressed and hair combed.

"Where's your mother?" Seto asked, confused on why she had shown up alone.

"I think she's taking Yugi and his friends back to their breakfast," she said while saying hello to the twins.

"Why? The maids will take care of them," Seto replied tartly.

"We passed them on the way here, no maid was with them. Mama told me to come here and she stayed with them," she explained.

"Man, again you get to see them and I don't," Atti said crossly.

"Nah nah," Lexi crowed happily. About to stick her tongue out at her brother, she caught her dad's gaze and stopped. Instead she went over and pulled a plate of food the maids were finishing up and started eating.

"Why aren't the maids taking the dweebs off my property?" Seto ordered the maids. They did their best not to flinch.

"There is a large tree blocking the entrance to the grounds, no cars can get in or out," the maid said, bowing low. "The ground crew has been working on it since it fell but they aren't making much progress, I'm afraid, Mr. Kaiba."

Seto grunted. Atti watched as his father scowled. It was funny to think that his father could scare anyone with a bottle of baby food in his hand. Much less while feeding the baby it belonged to.

Moments later a rain drenched worker walked in slowly. "Mr. Kaiba, sir?"

The man in question turned to the worker; he didn't say a thing, just waited for the man to continue.

"You have been informed about the tree? Sir?" Seto nodded. "I'm sorry but we haven't been able to move it, the tree was uprooted and parts of the roots are still stuck hard in the ground. Simply pulling it out of the way isn't possible yet. The rain is making it even more difficult, sir."

"How long?" Seto asked.

"I'm not sure, we are working as fast as we can, but I can't put a time on it until we start making some progress."

Seto scowled but did not yell at the man, "Tell me when you have a time frame. I want those dweebs out of my house, a.s.a.p."

"Yes, Sir," the man replied, bowing out of the room when Seto turned his back to him. Seto had barely lifted the spoon to Kisara's lips when Fire came in.

"What's going on?" Seto asked her.

"They went looking for the kitchens when no one came to get them. I've told the maids not to leave them alone again." Fire took the small jar of baby food from Atti and took the seat next to Daniel. "How's my baby boy?" she asked, wiping some food from his chin. The baby giggled happily.

"Aaan," Kisara called again, gaining her mother's attention. "Hey sweet baby," her mother combed her fingers through the baby's soft white-blue hair, earning a smile from her daughter.

Atticus joined his sister at the counter, pulling a plate of food toward him. "Thanks," he called to the maids. They smiled kindly at the boy, who was much easier to deal with than his father.

"I got to see the gang again," Lexi whispered to her brother.

"What did they look like?" he asked.

"Just the same as the pictures, but they always looked shocked. It's hilarious!" she replied quietly, giggling.

"Lucky," Atti grumbled.

"Don't worry, from the looks of them, they're going to try and find us again," Lexi whispered even quieter. "They are just as curious about me as we are about them."

Atti nodded, hope flaring up.

"Mokuba, where have you been?" Seto said from behind them. Their uncle walked in from the hallway, his eyes heavy with sleep.

"Asleep," Mokuba mumbled, a yawn stopping any farther answers.

"You look exhausted," Fire said; concern in her voice.

"I feel it," Mokuba replied, grabbing some orange juice from the frig.

"You weren't hurt bad yesterday, were you?"

"I don't think so, just some scratches," Mokuba replied. "Do you mind if I hang out in bed for the rest of the day?" he asked his brother.

"No, not at all," Seto said, "It's Saturday after all."

Mokuba nodded, and then sat down next to Atticus and Alexis to eat.

"You okay Uncle Mokuba?" Lexi asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he replied, taking a bite.

They ate in silence after then. Once the twins were fed, Seto and Fire joined them at the counter, each with a baby in hand and ate their own breakfast. Mokuba left as soon as he was done, leaving them all a bit confused.

"Is he feeling ok?"

"I think so, just tired. He does a lot more around here than it seems. Especially with yesterday and everything, I don't blame him for being tired," Fire replied, finishing her breakfast.

Seto nodded, standing up, Kisara in his arms.

"Time for school," he said, looking expectantly at his two oldest children.

"Ahh, do we have too?" they groaned in unison.

"Yes," their mother replied, pulling herself up. "Come on, Saturday is at least only a half day, right?" She reminded them.

They nodded and rose from their seats. "You know the way," Fire said and the four set out, Atti and Lexi taking the lead, Fire and Seto bringing up the rear with the twins.

…4…

The rooms that acted as school for the two consisted of a large main room where 'recess' took place and three different classrooms that branched off from it. Each classroom had a large window to look into or out of. Atti's favorite classroom (and class) had to be, by far, the Dueling Classroom. It was decked out with tones of books on the different types of duel monster; strategies with magic and trap cards, effect and item cards. With only two desks that were easily pushed aside gave the two enough room to duel like the pros with their own duel disks. While all they really did was study the game, they did get to duel every other day; both their dad and mom would give pointers throughout the games. Atti was glad to say he had only lost to his sister twice…this month…

The other two rooms were more school-school—math and sciences in one, reading and language in the other. Each similar to the Duel classroom: with books on the subjects and posters on the walls. Their mom was the only teacher they had ever had. She taught every subject in every grade. Atti was beginning to wander if they were ever going to go to a school like their dad and uncle did.

In the recess room there was a space for the twins to play or sleep. Their baby toys were everywhere by the time the day was done but the maids came in and cleaned each night. In the center of the room was a coffee table with couches around it. There was even a TV, but it was rarely turned on; Atti and Lexi preferred to duel during their recess. That, or Lexi would get her special training and Atti would watch, which was cool too.

When the group arrived at the 'School' Atti and Lexi raced towards the Duel Classroom, begging their mom to let it be the first lesson.

"You know every well that math comes first, now shoo, in you go," Fire said, ushering them to the far door. Groaning Atti followed while Lexi hurried ahead, she liked math, how and why Atti could never understand.

Fire dropped Daniel off in the playpen; he happily crawled forward to grab the stuffed XYZ Dragon Cannon toy, one of his favorites. Now Kisara, when set down hurried forward to grab her stuffed Blue Eyes White Dragon and while her brother loved throwing his dragon repeatedly, she clung to her dragon like a second skin, happy to pet it or hug it whenever given the chance.

With the twins busing themselves with their toys, Atti and Lexi entered the first classroom to start on math.

Seto watched from the doorway, keeping an eye on the twins while listening to Fire's lesson. Lexi always had her lesson first, Atti tended to leave his homework till the last minute and so he started on the homework due in just a few minutes. Seto was surprised the boy didn't like math. He was able to do the work in a short amount of time yet he left it till the end. Perhaps the need to hurry helped rather than just getting it done.

Seto could remember back when he, Mokuba and Fire were first adopted by the Kaiba's. He was sent to class sun-up to sundown; never given a break except for lunch and dinner. It had worn him out each night so much that he could never see Fire or Atticus; he didn't even get to see Mokuba very often.

He figured Gozaburo had a reason. Not being too thrilled that he had been tricked into adopting his own grandson as well as two sons; the man had shut Fire and Atticus away in their room, a single maid sent to care for them. Fire, at the young age of twelve was left to care for Atticus alone. Only during the day was the maid there to help. And even though she seemed to be forgotten by the Kaiba's, Gozaburo still had her doing school work and moving alone in classes just as Seto was.

The man had been disgusted when he was told what 'my family' entailed after Seto won their little bet. While he only could see Mokuba standing next to Seto, by the rule of the courts, until Atticus was well enough to leave the hospital, Fire and the infant were to be adopted with Seto. Seto figured the judge that had put that rule placed had taken a liking to Fire. She would have to have known that it would be dangerous to send the preemie back to the orphanage.

He could still remember that day like it was yesterday.

When it had become apparent the Fire wasn't going to get over the stomach ache-and that it was only getting worse, he had gotten one of the workers at the orphanage. Not thirty minutes later, Fire was being rushed to the hospital. None of the EMT's even had an idea of what could be wrong. Not until they reach the hospital for an Ultrasound did the staff truly begin to worry.

They had rushed around, using terms Seto was unfamiliar with, in great distress. From that hospital they were taken by ambulance to the larger hospital a town over, one with a NICU. Fire had been scared out of her mind. She had just gotten a grip on the language by talking with Seto but talking with anyone else was terrifying to her. Then all these nurses were asking questions she didn't understand, sticking her with needles and placing IV's in her arms and hands. And all Seto could do was sit by her side, as confused as she was, and try to comfort her while listening for anything that would give him a clue to what was going on.

Then they tried to explain that they would need to look at her private areas. Fire had refused until a need to push began to come. All she could do was act on her body's instincts. She screamed as the time passed, sweat coating her body. Seto had no idea what to do, all he knew was she was trying to amputate his hand with her own; she was squeezing it so hard.

Then the doctor had announced that she could see the head. Next thing Seto knew there was a small cry that filled the room, and it didn't come from Fire. A tiny bloody, white and pink body was taken away from Fire, given to the waiting nurses who rushed into action, the single cry was all Seto ever heard before Fire was falling back against the bed and doctors were rushing to her aid.

Seto had been only four when Mokuba was born, he couldn't remember much of the pregnancy or the birth, just that he had always been a big brother. But that day had been his own crash course lesson in labor and delivery. He just didn't know what it had been till a few hours later…

The doctors had wheeled Fire's bed to its own private room, and after some more work on her, they had left the two of them to rest, not saying a word to them. Fire had fallen asleep over two hours ago and Seto felt like he was about to as well.

He was shaken awake a few hours later by Fire who wanted to know what had just happened. Seto could only shake his head, he didn't know either. Thirty minutes later the doctors came in, a cop was with her.

"We need to talk to the girl for a few minutes son, alone," the doctor had said.

"No, I'm not leaving, anything you have to say to her, you can say to me," the eleven year old Seto ordered, glaring at the two women.

"Son, she might not want that, these will be very personal questions…"

"No, I'm staying," Seto ordered again.

"He stays," Fire said quietly, it being one of the first times the doctor had ever heard her speak.

Though the cop didn't look too thrilled on this, she gave in.

"Very well," she said. "We need to ask you some questions, some questions about something that would have happened about six months ago, do you understand?"

Fire nodded, she understood that, she just didn't understand why.

"Ok, Fire, has any man ever approached you in the orphanage yard, maybe tried to get you to leave with him? Offered you candy or asked for help to find a dog? Anything to get you to leave with him?" the cop asked gently.

Fire thought for a few moments before she shook her head 'no'.

"Has anyone from the orphanage ever asked you to go home with them? Did you leave with anyone? Alone?"

Again Fire shook her head.

A few questions later the cop was getting a little aggravated.

"Fire, sweetie, you can tell us the truth, you don't have to worry that you'll get in trouble or that he'll hurt you. We'll keep you save," the cop said kindly.

"Okay…" Fire actually said aloud. Both she and Seto were very confused at this point. Seto was beginning to wonder way they had wanted him to leave, these questions didn't seem personal in anyway.

"Fire, this might be an embarrassing question but we need to know who. Has anyone touched you down here?" the cop laid a hand below her own stomach.

Seto and Fire exchanged a glance, neither had any clue why they were bringing this up. But slowly, Fire nodded 'yes'.

"Was this a man?"

She nodded 'no'.

"An older boy maybe? A teenager?"

Again it was a 'no'.

"Why are you asking this?" Seto questioned. "What does this have to do with what happened today? What happened today?"

The doctor and cop signed. Slowly the cop stepped back and the doctor sat down beside the bed.

"Fire, that pain you just went though, it's called labor. A woman goes into labor when she gives birth to a baby. You do know what a baby is?"

Fire nodded, "So…I gave birth…to a baby? That's what that was?"

"Yes, sweetie; but you went into labor too soon; the baby is about three months early, he's not ready to be out of your belly yet. Do you understand?" the doctor asked quietly.

"Is that bad?" she asked.

"Yes, it is. He isn't developed enough to be out here. He's very sick and he might not make it, but we are doing everything we can to help him," she murmured.

"What do you mean 'might not make it'?" Fire asked, most of this talk she didn't understand.

"He might die, Fire, he might not live," she said quietly.

Fire's eyes showed confusion. She turned to look at Seto. "Like your parents?" she asked, that being the only death she had ever heard of.

Seto nodded. "But how come she had a baby? Don't you have to be grown to have one?"

"Normally, but Fire's body is preparing for that time, like all girls her age, meaning while it is far too soon to have a baby, it is possible, as it did just happen today," the doctor explained. "Girls shouldn't have babies till they are twenty or older, so you see, this is very dangerous. The baby could have been lost and still may be lost. And we could have lost Fire too; thankfully she made it through alright."

Seto nodded, some of this sinking in to his understanding. But one piece was missing.

"Who is the baby's dad?" he asked.

"That is what we need to find out, and why we're asking these questions. We need to know who this man is that Fire is hiding," the cop said, walking forward again. "Fire, is this the only man or boy who as ever touched you like this? Only this one?"

Fire nodded.

"Then he may be the father of the baby. We need to find him. Can you tell us where to find him? What he looks like?" the cop continued, hopeful that she would get an answer this time.

But Seto had quite listening to her. He understood. Not all of it, but what the lady was getting at, and by the look in Fire's eyes, it was dawning on her too.

"Seto?"

"Yeah," Seto said happily; smiling at the new mother. "I'm his dad."

"Good!" Fire cried, reaching out to hug Seto. She didn't understand much of what had happened today. But if her mind was making the right connections, then she and Seto had a baby just like when Seto talked about how his mother had had Mokuba.

"Fire, I don't think you understand, it isn't Seto," the cop said. "There is more you don't understand."

"No, I understand right, Seto is his father!" Fire said definitely. "He is the only one who has touch me like you are saying, and not just with my clothes on either," Fire said, her mind making a few more connections. She had pushed that baby boy out from inside her body, as it had to get in there somehow, and Seto was the only one who had been inside to put him there, Seto had to be his father.

But the cop and doctor paled, their skin nearly turning white. They had left the room not too long after. Soon both Seto and Fire were both questioned alone, and in the process getting 'the talk'. Seto knew then how it had happened. They had kissed once or twice in the beginning; after all, he had seen his parents kiss before. But soon their bodies had led them to farther things than just mouths touching one another. And apparently it was called sex.

The doctors had little faith in what they heard from the preteens. They took blood tests and compared it three times over before they were forced to believe them. Then the courts got involved and the big mess rose up. For the four months Atticus had stayed in the hospital the courts fought over the wellbeing of the kids in the orphanage and over the fate of the two who were now mother and father. But he and Fire visited Atticus every day.

While Fire stayed at the hospital, recovering from the labor and maybe to keep the two apart, she stayed by Atticus's side as long as she could. The tiny baby was hooked up to every machine in the hospital. Unable to breathe on his own, eat on his own he couldn't even be touch because he was so delicate. But Fire was there, and Seto, every change he got.

Finally it was decided, after months of court days (of which Fire and Seto only attended a few) that once Atticus could be brought back to the orphanage, should anyone be willing to adopt Fire, then they must adopt Atticus as well. And the judge did mean the orphanage and not just released from the hospital. Being a preemie, Atticus was on oxygen for a few more months and his body wasn't strong enough to fight off illnesses. So the orphanage wasn't safe for him yet, he would have to stay in the hospital even after he reached the proper weight.

This had given Seto enough time to find (and trick) a family into adopting 'his family'. This included Atticus and thus included Fire as well, but the rule of the court. So when Atticus was five months old, though he was aged at only two months, all four of them were adopted by the Kaiba's. And thanks to Gozaburo's love for his reputation, he kept just as quiet as the courts and the orphanage had hoped the adoptive parents would. This was one story the papers never got a hold of.

Looking at Atticus now, you would never know he had been a preemie. And thankfully, the courts never learned of Fires second pregnancy. Gozaburo saw to that. By the time she was pregnant the third time around, she was at an age that pregnancy wasn't so dangerous, not that Gozaburo was around hate them all then.

"Aaanaaa," a high voice brought Seto out of his memories and back to the present. Kisara had stood up with the help of the bars surrounding the playpen and was grabbing at her father. The Blue Eyes Dragon clutched in one hand. Seto smiled as he reached in to pick her up.

…4…

They had sat down between classes, today's being short it wasn't that long after they started, and Lexi's personal lesson began. Where this ability had come from none of them knew, but apparently it was passed only to the girls of Fire's family, a kind of magic all their own. Fire had started playing with the air and earth when she was alone at the orphanage, and soon learned she could manipulate them when she concentrated hard enough. Water was the next she learned she could control. It wasn't till she was fifteen that she had learned she held power over flame as well.

For now Lexi could control only water. They didn't know if she would gain the other three affinities or learn new ones all her own, but for now she as happy with just the water.

"Remember the last lesson, keep it high in the air," Fire said and the lesson began. "Your hands help with the control to make it easier, so imagine the water is like clay in your hands, mold it with both them and your mind."

"Right," Lexi said seriously. Her eyes focused on the water in the glass.

"Okay, go for it," Fire said. "Let's see what you can to."

Her arm's stretching out, she acted as if to pick of the glass with them, only her hands never came close to the glass. The water quivered before slowly rising with her hands, its cylinder shape holding till it was out of the glass.

Atti could see his father shake his head in astonishment, never able to believe how the women in his life could do the things they did—or so he had said many times before.

"That's it, keep it up and hold it there," Fire instructed. In her lap Kisara grabbed happily at the water, pulling droplets of it towards her before they fell to the ground.

"Hey, she'd taking my water," Lexi said, laughing a little.

"Keep concentrating," Fire rushed, "Or you'll drop yours."

The cylinder had started to waver but Lexi redoubled her efforts to keep it airborne. She kept her eyes on the water as the moments ticked by.

"That's it, keep concentrating …you're working it just right …now try to form a shape," Fire said, taking her daughter a step farther today.

"Like what?" Lexi asked happily, this was something she had wanting to try for some time now.

"Try for a pyramid, four sided," her mother offered.

"Kay," she replied, moving her hands as if working the water like clay. Slowly the cylinder took on a square base and just began forming a point at the top.

"Hey, she's actually doing it!"

"Shh shh," Fire hushed Atticus softly.

Moments more ticked by and the water could soon be identified as a pyramid.

"Cool," Atti whispered.

A sudden thud brought the group looking towards the door. Standing there were three people Atticus had only ever seen pictures of, and a fourth sat on the floor, having just fallen over.

Water splashed onto the table when Lexi lost her concentration and a rush of air brought Atti's attention to his father. Seto had just stood up from the couch and even from Atti's place beside him; he could see the anger bobbling up in his eyes.

This was going to be interesting…

This one might make the rating go up, I'm not sure. I hadn't planned on Atticus's birth being part of this story but that's how it turned out, hopefully you all realize who Atticus and Lexi are. I realize that this is pushing it for motherhood, forgive me, but this is how the story goes. It is fiction after all.

Long chapter, this is half the size of the first six chapters combined and it was written in one day...

I would really love some reviews, do you like it? Hate it? Should I change something about it? Any type of review would be loved.

Until next time, SecretsHidden.