Title: You Can Cope
Author: Blemery
Rating: PG-13?
Pairing(s): S/J
Beta: Yamichan
Spoilers: none
Summary: Another Mpregfic (Sort of) sorry I really wouldn't have if I didn't get inspired and I almost decide that I would just put different characters in and make it a HP fic but I thought about that and decided this is much better.
A/n: OMG! Yea I'm actually posting. Friday I actually got an idea about what I could do to semi-believably bring Joey back to life! So I started broadening the plot and stayed up all night. Yes all night I haven't slept yet its 8 in the morning here now so I could type his up read it get my friend to read it over for me too, and then read it again and now posting it. I just had to do it that way because I was afraid the idea would leave me if I didn't.
Anyway, I hope I kept everyone in semi-character after all five years is a long time people change. Also, Joey doesn't actually say anything this chapter but it does explain how he comes back and what happens during the time. I'm not sure if I'll give him his memories or not yet I mean the Yamis didn't have them but I probably will it'll be confusing enough with having a son he didn't know about and you know Tristan and Duke dating and just about everything else. So uh any questions or comments about this chapter please go ahead and ask them. As this is an important chapter! Alright so then on to the fic!
Marik ordered his current mind slaves on the opposite sides of the room making a makeshift pentagon, "Malik you have Isis's tauk don't you?" The light nodded standing across from his darker half. "Ryou, what item do you have?"
"The Millennium Eye Master," Ryou's slightly hollowed voice sounded from between the two Egyptian.
The blond dark nodded, "Good, good now lets get started, ummm Mokuba stand behind me please," His raven-haired lover complied standing behind Marik and out of the way. "Next step," Marik held his rod out and began to chant in an ancient language. His item began to glow in a slight bronzish color the words forming into symbols around the five, it wasn't long until Bakura and Yami joined in on instinct and even Malik and Ryou joined in with little knowledge of what they were actually saying.
Mokuba gaped as a short blinding light filled the room and then dimmed out. And in the center of the pentagon laid body laid still on the ground, it jolted violently and then lay still again. Mokuba clapped his hands together, "It worked it worked!" He ran over to hug Marik and then Malik, "Thanks you guys!"
The Egyptians and Mokuba were already starting to celebrate while the still mind-slaves Bakura, Yami, and Ryou moved closer to each other when Joey's body arched back slightly and then let out an inhumane scream without even opening his mouth. The three stopped looking over to the shrieking blond. The three mind-slaves being snapped out of their trances stared in shock.
"Wh-what's going on?" Mokuba pinned his hands to his ears and the howling continued. He looked desperately at his lovers.
The two glanced at each other before turning innocent looks at Mokuba, "We don't know, we've never brought a dead thing back to life," Marik replied a pathetic smile trying to win Mokuba's sympathies.
"RAAA! What did you bakas do?" Bakura yelled at them as Ryou ran to Joey's body trying to be some comfort, trying to be something for the blond body.
"Bakura!" Ryou squeaked drawing away from Joey, "He doesn't have a heart beat!"
"What do you mean he doesn't have a heart beat!" Mokuba looked panicked staring wide-eyed at the still screaming blond.
"For something that doesn't have a heart beat it sure is making all kinds of noise!" Malik commented almost cheerfully.
Yami nodded rushing out of the room to get to the nearest phone calling for the local hospital to tell them that they were coming in. "Of course it's making all kinds of noise!" Bakura growled, "That's his soul screaming!" He responded to what Yami had confirmed with him silently. He moved over to Ryou's side, "Let's get him into the car." Ryou nodded letting Bakura pick the very cold but oddly light body up in his arms.
Yami ran back out from the kitchen, "I called the hospital. And umm I'm going to drive Ryou-chan," he grabbed Ryou's keys with little argument from the tomb-robber's light he got into the drivers seat. Mokuba climbed into the passenger's seat with the blond Egyptians squishing in the back with Ryou Bakura and the limp screaming Joey.
Kaiba continued to read over the contact on his desk circling a few things he liked on it as he went along. Dray sat on the other side of this desk drawing stick figures of his family and friends. Both men jolted when the phone rang and Dray picked it up right away. He knew enough that if the phone just rang then it was most likely Mokuba everyone else had to call his father's assistance and she would notify him over the speaker on his desk that he had a call.
"Hello?" Dray blinked as he could hear panicking and screaming from the background of the phone call. He sighed and handed the phone to Seto, "Uncle Mokuba's probably in jail again."
Seto narrowed his eyes Mokuba had only been in jail once and it had been a misunderstanding it just so happened that Dray was the only one in the office at the time he had called and he had managed to tell Dray most of the story before Seto could intercept and keep his son's mind as innocent as possible. "Mokuba?" He hissed into the phone blinking himself at the noise coming from the other line.
"Seto!" Mokuba's voice sounded shaken up but all together excited to hear from his older brother. "I'm on my way to the hospital. It's an emergency. But don't worry I'm sure everything will be fine. I have to go now! Yami wants to call Yugi! Malik don't touch him! ..."
The line proceeded to be cut off Seto glared at the phone. His brother going to the hospital was never something not to worry about especially with all the screaming he could hear. "Dray, go get your coat we're leave." He told his young son. The boy didn't hesitate to do what he was told.
"Malik don't touch him!" Mokuba scolded again as the young light continued to prod Joey with his index finger. Joey was still shrieking like a demon.
Malik mostly ignored Mokuba but turned his head slightly, "Look he doesn't have any veins." Malik giggled, "Ryou was worried he didn't have a pulse he doesn't even have any veins."
Mokuba glared at Malik, "You're insane you know that. Wow he doesn't have any veins!"
"Of course he doesn't what do you expect from a body that's been dead for five years! That he'd come back completely intact?" Bakura growled angrily, "Of course not he's going to have to nearly grow everything back. Why do you think he's screaming!"
Malik raised an eyebrow, "Really?" he looked excited as he pulled back one of Joey's eye lids.
"EW!" The passengers in the back seat and Mokuba cried out upon seeing the empty socket.
"I wouldn't do that Malik," Ryou said softly, "He probably wouldn't be able to see if his eyes grow back in the sunlight." He then turned and gagged at what he just said and the mental images it brought.
Just as they arrived to the hospital Joey stopped screaming for a moment as they brought him out and ran into the Emergency Center. He looked struggled a bit and his lips parted only a little before the screaming returned just as before, coming from his pained soul not his body. As soon as the screaming began again the ER doctors were on him immediately pushing the other boys aside.
The group looked at each other and then collapsed in separate chairs in the waiting room relaxing after the slight idea. But then Ryou jolted forward, "What do you think the doctors will say when they realize that Joey has no internal body parts?"
Wide-eyed stares shifted between each other before Yami asked the one other important question, "What do you think they'll say when they realize they're working on a five-year dead body?"
Luckily for them no one had time to panic as Seto rushed in with Dray practically jogging at his sides. Seto spotted them instantly running over to hug his little brother, "Mokuba are you alright? Did those bakas hurt you?"
"We would never hurt Mokuba!" Marik growled folding his arms over his chest defensively.
Mokuba blinked at his brother surprised to see him there, "When you called me I panicked! Never use Hospital, Emergency, and worry in the same conversation again!" Seto explained his worry.
"Kaiba, I have to talk to you," Yami stood up and motioned for Seto to follow him aside. Yami slowly and carefully began to explain the situation.
"Bakura!" Dray hugged the other spirit around the middle crawling up into his lap, "What's going on here? Dad was really scared."
Bakura smiled and ran his fingers threw the messy mop of blond hair on the young boy's head, "Hey little one." He turned to look at Ryou for help on the explanation.
"WHAT!" Seto's voice stunned the waiting room. No one moved or said anything as they stared at Seto clenching his first and looking murderous. He turned a glare at his little brother, before turning on his heals, "I'll get on it." He muttered to Yami as he rushed into the ER.
Yami sighed and walked back to the other, "Well there's the answer to our problems," he smiled weakly.
Looking up at the former Pharaoh Dray softly asked, "What did you say to, Dad? I've never heard him yell like that before."
Yami slumped into his seat and sighed rubbing his temples, "You'll see soon enough." He muttered into the palm of his hand.
A few hours later the group stood around a now sedated Joey, in a dark hospital room with a blind over his eyes just in case. There were no machines or wires hooked up to him. After all how could someone monitor a heart that wasn't fully there yet? However since Joey's lungs seemed to be growing his screaming had stopped completely and came out as weak gasps for air. Joey had yet to actually breathe. Putting him on a breathing machine was too risky for the under develop lungs right now. They just had to wait it out and see what would happen.
Seto stood at the end of Joey's bed his eyes narrowed at the body on it. He hadn't said a word to anyone in the room since he had gotten there. Yami and Bakura stood behind him discussing something in low whispers. Ryou and taken to tending to Dray who he was currently feeding snack mix on a chair in one corner of the room. Mokuba stood on the other side of the bed looking at his brother curiously trying to think of something to comfort the other. The two Egyptian blonde's had grown bored and were poking around at the hospital equipment in the room.
"Seto, I thought you'd be happy," Mokuba finally spoke up although voice curved to show how cautious he was to speak.
Cobalt eyes snapped up at Mokuba narrowing angrily he had never looked so mad at anyone least of all Mokuba, "Why'd you do it Mokuba?" He growled. Ending Yami and Bakura's conversation and Marik and Malik's poking, and continuing Ryou's encouraging that Dray eat something.
"I thought you would want it this way! I thought you would want him back!" Mokuba defended, "You're always so lonely you needed him back."
"I didn't want him back," Seto glared at Mokuba, "Look at him. Look at how much pain he's in Mokuba. I didn't want to do that to him. Being dead was the only way to keep him from hurting."
"Well, I didn't know that this would happen, Seto. I just wanted it back to the way it used to be," Mokuba explained trying to defend himself.
"It wouldn't matter if it was like this or not. He would always being in pain. Life is pain. Don't you understand that! Yami and Bakura do that's why they'll never be able to rest as they'll never know a time with out pain, they'll always live. Hell even your little Malik knows it. Why do you think he's as crazy as he is? Yes, I missed him and I wished for him. But I would never want him back alive. Living," Seto hissed as if the word disgusted him.
Mokuba glared, "Don't talk about Malik like that! He's not like that! Not anymore. You don't know anything Seto. At least you can be happy again. Why can't you just accept it, thank me, and get on with it!"
"Get on with it? Get on with what!" Seto snapped, "Look at him can't you see it's impossible to get on with it! Everything's changed Mokuba. You might have brought me a little more comfort and maybe you've made Yugi a bit happier but you've destroyed his life the way it was!"
Clenching his hands into fists Mokuba looked angrily at Seto, "You're being unreasonable Seto! I didn't destroy his life I just extended it!"
"For how long," Seto glared, "Will he even make it through this enough to be conscious of us even being here! Will he have to live eternity in this hell?"
Mokuba stole a glance at Joey for a solid second his lip trembled lightly at the stupidity of his actions but he wasn't going to tell anyone that, "You're wrong Seto! You're going to thank me later! I know you will." He turned and head back to the door, "I'm sorry it happened like this but it will work out I know it will." His Egyptian lovers scrambled to follow him out of the door and away from the boredom.
Seto sighed and looked back down to Joey he had to admit he knew he would be thanking Mokuba. He just couldn't tell if this was for the best yet.
Turning back towards Bakura, Yami continued his conversation, "So you see since we already had are souls and then we wait for our 'bodies' to be created we didn't have to be inside our bodies as they grew so it didn't hurt us any."
"True but we don't have bodies the way he's getting his, I mean we still go into our soul rooms. And if bringing back bodies is this easy why doesn't everyone do it?" Bakura argued.
"Not everyone has insane friends that know ancient spells. Nor do they all have millennium items," Yami said casually. "Now what do I do if the baby is hungry?"
"You feed it baka," Bakura chuckled at Yami's annoyed expression, "its easy just give the baby to Yugi. And if Yugi's not there you know you can come over and I'll show you."
"Aw thanks Bakura I didn't know you cared," Yami smirked.
Bakura glared, "I don't. I just don't want some pathetic human baby to suffer because you're an idiot!"
Yami waved his hand and nodded, "Alright, alright, I'm sorry that was uncalled for. But thanks for the help."
It wasn't long after Mokuba and Seto's fight that Yugi stuck his head in finally arriving after crawling out of bed long enough to check the messages on his machine. He took a few steps before noticing Joey. He stopped moving and his jaw dropped open and he stared in awe at the bed.
"Yami what's going on?" He took the necessary steps so that he was next to his other-half staring up at him wide-eyed.
Yami took a deep breath and stared down at Yugi, "Mokuba and the Ishtars tried to bring Joey back, its taking…a little longer then anticipated."
The short young man tilted his head curiously, glancing over at Joey who had let out a short gasp again. He turned back to the two ancient spirits, "He's going to be alright though, isn't he?"
Yami glanced at Bakura and got a conforming nod, "Yes, we think so."
The shorter turned away from them and tugged a chair over behind Seto. He motioned to the chair for the tall brunette smiling softly. "It might take a while." He whispered softly smiling fondly as Seto sat down and moved to take Joey's cold limp hand. He took a moment to look over his former-best friend before turning around and tugging the yamis out of the room. Ryou followed him a moment later with Dray snug in his arms.
"Let's give him sometime," Yugi suggested but his tone clearly stated not to argue. He turned to the youngest of the group, "Do you want to go to the arcade with us for a little while?"
"Sure," Dray chirped happily he didn't know what was wrong with his Dad but he was more then happy to go with his friends to play video games, especially if Bakura was going to go.
The group of yamis and hikaris stood around the door to Joey's room with Dray by their side they were all trying to decide who was going in to drag Kaiba away so the young man would at least eat.
"He's closest to you go Bakura," Yami hissed his eyes narrowed nodding to the door.
The silver haired spirit glared back, "Closer in distance you mean?" as he was standing closest to the door.
"No, you're like over at his house every day," Malik supplied. Smiling because he knew he was right. Bakura growled at him and Malik wisely stepped behind his yami.
"I'm only over there because of Dray!" Bakura snapped. Why did he have to continue to remind people that? He hated everyone but Ryou. And little cute chibis like Dray.
Marik rolled his eyes, "Touchy. Tch. Just do it already baka!"
"No way! Kaiba can be really scary sometimes!" Bakura waved his hands back and forth for emphasis. Sadly all of the yamis had to agree the hikaris simply rolled their eyes at each other.
"That's it!" Yugi squeaked cutely, "Dray can bring food into him. He's sure to eat that way, don't you think. He can't resist his cute little son."
Bakura looked horrified, "No way what if he hurts Dray. I'm not sending him in there!"
Even Ryou had to stare blankly at Bakura who just held Dray close to him daring anyone to try and take the kid away. Ryou sighed and pulled Dray away, "Kaiba will not hurt Dray, baka." Ryou turned his attention to the young blond, "Want to help kiddo?"
"I guess so. Why's everyone making such a big deal about when Dad eats?" Dray looked a little perplexed he was so confused to why everyone was acting this way. Why he had hardly left the hospital and why his Dad never did. No one even tried to explain to him who that man in bed was. Even though he had heard everyone say his name was Joey, he had however not put together that this was the same Joey that was Serenity's brother or his other Dad.
The group exchanged looks before they all landed on Ryou to answer the kid the best way, Bakura was way too blunt even in this situation for it to be a good idea that he answer the young boy. "Daddy, just needs us now. He's really um…confused and worried right now. So we have to worry about him and take care of him. You can do that, Ne?"
Dray thought for a minute and decided that was the best answer he was going to get for now, "Sou." He nodded in agreement.
Being cautious after Bakura, Marik, and Yami had convinced him he ought to be Dray tip-toed into the near dark hospital room. He glanced around to find his father in his chair beside Joey's bed. He stopped in his tracks just staring in aw at his father. He had never seen his Dad like this before. He couldn't figure out just what it was but the way he looked at Joey and the way he acted because of this new person in the young blond's life was just not how he normally acted.
Taking a deep breath, Dray moved to his father's side. He managed to half crawl in Seto's lap, until it became too difficult what with his hands full of food. Luckily Seto sensed him and tugged him up properly to his lap. Dray quickly settled comfortably into the warm body he sat against. He loved being in his Dad's lap. Everything about it just seemed perfectly right when he did so. It made him taller so he could see everything the right way, the way Seto saw things. Also, Seto was always cleverly placed below him, so if anything bad or scary happened Dray had the other for all the comfort he needed. But besides all that the number one reason he loved sitting in Seto's lap was because he just liked the nearness of his father. It never mattered what he did while in Seto's lap whether cry, laugh, or even just lazily laying against him as Seto watched the weekend news reports on Saturday mornings. The nearness of him made the world perfect. After all Seto was his entire world and being the center of it made it perfect.
Dray had almost forgotten why he was in there but then Seto shifted Dray slightly so the younger could look up at him, and he did so. Seto smiled weakly at him but it didn't meet his eyes, he could tell this. He smiled back though scrunching up his eyes and nose to force it into his eyes as well.
Letting out a short laugh-like sigh at his son's antics, he leant down to kiss his brow, "I love you."
"I love you too," Dray parroted. He knew he loved his Dad and there was no question that Seto loved him too. After all he told him nearly everyday, so the words streamed out without a thought and without time to attach meaning to them. Even if the meaning was still there, the quest after, however was over flowing with meaning, "Want some sandwich?"
Blue-eyes stared down to the younger one's own blue-orbs; he reached over and took the sandwich in his hand. Take a big bite for emphasis chewing slowly swallowing with an added, "Thanks." Before his eyes were torn from his son to stare at the still form of his love. Dray simply leaned into Seto's tightened embrace and sighed contently. Everything was perfect.
Joey was screaming again, he had started screaming since his lungs and vocals had apparently become functional again. At least his mouth wasn't just hanging open anymore with silent screams due to lack of a vocal coordination. From what the doctors, (who had been paid enough to be kept quiet) could figure out he was still growing back everything except his heart and lungs which had fully grown and worked almost as well as before. His lungs breathed only they didn't bring oxygen to his body his heart pumped blood but it had no where to pump the blood too and even less means to get the blood there as the veins had yet to grow. The pumping however had yet to cause any internal bleeding so there was no threat to his life. Just continuous pain as his organs grew, just continuous screaming, continuous thrashing.
Dray had learned after four days of practically living in the environment to tune it out. Seto had learned almost the same thing, if it wasn't for his undivided attention to the blond he might have. Currently Dray was coloring in a book on the floor between the door and the bed humming.
He glanced up when the door opened to see that Tristan, Duke, and Mokuba had arrived the third looked as if he had been forced into coming; he and Seto were still on unspeaking terms.
Immediately hands flew to cover ears and muffle some of the screaming. At least the screams weren't like the beginning, the soul retched, inhumane ones these were human no doubt about it. Dray sighed and looked back at his book picking up a new color and continuing what he was doing. He noticed as Duke walked pass him and over to Seto's side. He couldn't help but feel Tristan ruffle his hair as he followed his lover to the taller brunette's side. Mokuba on the other hand sat down next to the young boy trying to stay out of trouble. Dray pounced on this.
"Hi Uncle Mokuba," he bounced into the others lap, "would you like to see my pictures?" Mokuba nodded silently smilingly lightly at his little nephew. "This one is of a bunny, and this is of a car. Are you paying attention?" He looked back at his raven-haired uncle.
"No," Mokuba said with out thinking his gaze on the screaming blond and his unruly brother. The younger brother sighed and shook himself. "I mean, oh I'm sorry Drago."
Dray pouted putting his book down, "it's fine. Everyone is here to see Daddy or Joey anyway."
The young uncle frowned softly, he always had a soft spot for the younger, the one he had nearly rose by himself for the first month, and he had knitted a place tight in his heart, and now he was tugging on it. "I'm sorry, Dray." He whispered resting his head tiredly against Dray's. He closed his eyes tiredly and drifted off to sleep, he hadn't been getting any since his fight with Seto. Dray turned slightly to look worriedly at his usually over-energitic Uncle. "Sorry." He repeated.
Confused, that was the only thing to describe how Dray felt, almost every day now. He couldn't understand why Mokuba was so sorry, especially to him. He didn't know why everyone he knew was coming to visit a screaming blond man. And he hadn't a clue why his Dad seemed to be completely oblivious of him. "I-I don't…I don't know…" Dray trailed off not sure of what he was trying to say.
Mokuba wasn't sure at first either before his eyes widened in horror looking at the confused little kid in his arms. "You don't know why anyone is doing any of this do you?" Dray shook his head bowing it slightly in embarrassment; he hadn't known he was supposed to know. Why had no one told him yet? "Because, Dray its Joey!"
"What?" Dray knew that it was Joey but why that made a difference he couldn't figure out right then.
Standing, Mokuba placed the younger boy on his feet, "Seto, I'm taking Dray out to get something to eat." The older glanced over a look of panic about him for a moment before he realized it was just his brother and nodded his approval. Taking the smaller hand into his own hand he led the way out of the room and out of the hospital to get something from one of the local shops. Dray smiled shyly, it was good to be outside, it was even better to have his hand held, and having someone pay attention to him was absolutely heavenly.
Father, the blond man was his other father? Joey once had wanted him as a son. So, that was why everyone was acting so strange. Joey, it seemed was cared for deeply by all of his Dad's friends, and especially his Dad. Dray was contemplating this, yes he was contemplating this as he was led back threw the hospital to his, father's room. The idea seemed so foreign to him, sure Seto had sat down no more two weeks ago and explained to him about his other parent, and why he didn't technically have a mother, but it hadn't even occurred to him that this other parent might play a role in his life. He wasn't there. To him he had never been there. He coming back just hadn't even occurred to him, it hadn't even been a fathom of an idea. Even he at his young age, at the age where he still did not understand death, where he was young enough to think anything could come back if someone just really, really wanted it to, he hadn't thought this could ever happen. It was just…weird.
There were still things he didn't understand about what was going on, he hadn't known how to ask about them, truthfully he just didn't understand them because he was too young. He couldn't understand why everyone cared so deeply for this 'Father' of his. They seemed all to know and love him and he didn't seem to possess the same adoration and love for him as everyone else did. He was too young to understand that before him everyone had, had a life, no matter how many stories he was told about it, no matter how many clues there was to it. There being life before he could remember didn't occur to him. Things had always been exactly how he thought them as; there was never a time where he was not around. He was sure of it, so he couldn't figure out this 'father' thing. He just knew he had to believe Mokuba and the others when they told him so.
Mokuba stared at the door to Joey's room nervously his issues with his brother nerving him just enough to make him flatter. Gripping his nephew's hand he forced himself to enter the room. The screaming reached their ears instantly and Mokuba released Dray's hand to cover his ears. The younger seemed to fall back into being used to the noise and proceeded as normally. Although he did take a curious peak at the blond that was screaming but just one before he sat back down on the floor with his book and crayons.
He was scooped up only moments later by his Dad and tugged into a warm embrace. Dray quickly complied hugging him around the neck and painting kisses on his face. "Hi." He chirped happily when Seto held him back after a moment so he could get a good look at him.
Seto smiled softly, "I missed you little dragon. Don't be away so long next time promise?"
Dray agreed promptly not stopping to question Seto's words, after all he had spent nights at many of his friends' houses, even Marik and Malik's one time (with Seto there of course). "Sure! I missed you too, big dragon." Dray smiled happily as he was pulled back into Seto's full embrace snuggling his head against his shoulder.
Seto turned towards his younger brother gracing him with a short, "thank you," but it was clearly for bring Dray back in one piece and not for the mess Mokuba had caused Joey. Sadly the younger brother turned back towards the door leaving the three in the room. As they were before he had come to visit.
Silence.
There was a single moment that was shared in the room as it became completely silent, strange as it was, because not only did Joey abruptly stop screaming but everyone had seemed to think that Saturday was the best day to visit so the room was packed with all of Joey's friends, and of course his son and husband. The group stared around at each other as they registered the silence, before someone decided to break it.
"What do you think happened?" Tristan was the one brave soul to break in with the question most had.
"I'll get a doctor!" Yugi chirped and dashed out of the room, he knew Seto's doctors better then most the rest. Seto had jolted from his seat by that time and was standing over the blond nervously, holding his hand as tightly as ever.
"Joey," he murmured in soft worry. The group of friends took a few steps forward to get a closer look themselves, surrounding the bed. Even the yamis seemed curious as what would happen next, for a fourteen days Joey had been 'with' them, struggling on his own. Seto hardly leaving his side, even to work, which was very strange, but no one would say Seto wasn't devoted, a devoted lover and worker he was just more a devoted lover then a devoted worker. For eleven of those fourteen Joey had been screaming, if the first was counted as one of those days. So sudden silence had to be a good sign right?
Dray pouted, as everyone pushed in and he had absolutely no way of seeing what was going on. Not that he wanted to, he had sort of made up in his mind that he didn't like the other blond. For one he took almost all of Seto's attentions, and Dray was rightfully jealous of that fact, he wasn't sure why else he didn't like the other blond but he was sure he could find plenty of things, if given the right amount of time.
He still wanted to see though because he was as curious if not more so then everyone else. He tried his best to press threw next to Ryou and Bakura probably two of the few people who might actually move to let him see or at least pick up. But then Yugi came in the room with two doctors behind him and everyone was promptly thrown out of the room except for Seto who managed to remind the doctors who was paying them at the moment.
The group separated into smaller ones and sat down in the waiting room, talking a little worrying mostly. Dray felt very out of place in all of this mess he didn't know who to go to. He just wanted, he wanted his Dad. He found himself doing the only thing he could think of to help. He started to cry, loudly. Loud sobs snapped the groups' attention to him or at least most of the group. A few were still untrained in listening for the young boy's crying.
"Dray?" Serenity recovered quickly and cooed towards her young nephew. The young boy ran over to her, his hands rubbing his eyes. He found comfort sobbing into her chest soaking her shirt. She tugged him into her lap (which wasn't like Seto's but would do for the moment) and tried to sooth him over with simple words, soft cooing, and a gentle rub of his back.
The others watched cautiously, a few of them going back to fretting and worrying about Joey and Seto while the rest kept their focus on Dray. "Dray, what's wrong?" Tea leaned over her seat reaching a hand out to rub the back of his head kindly.
"I-I-I," he choked shaking his head back and forth. He didn't want all this attention. He had never really cared that much about it before, although he did get attention from everyone but before it had been just enough. Just the way he liked it, before it he had had Seto. "I want, Daddy!" he said between loud sobs. The groups sympathized with him easily. None had really give Seto's actions a thought to how they were affecting Dray, or maybe he was just worried about Joey too.
Bakura growled and got up to go beat some sense into the older Kaiba but Ryou pulled him back. "That's not a good idea 'Kura," he whispered to him settling his head on the other's shoulder. Seto did need to be with Joey right then, Dray wasn't used to having to share Seto and the last few weeks probably hadn't been the best way to introduce him into doing so but right now it couldn't be helped. There wasn't anything they could do.
It wasn't long before Dray cried himself into exhaustion; Serenity was holding him across her lap with out a problem or a complaint as she waited for news about her brother. She continued to pet Dray's mop remained herself about how much she enjoyed seeing her brother's hair on the little boy's head.
"Seto!" Yugi chirped jumping to his feet and giving an over-joyed hug to the CEO. Only because he was used to the smaller young-man did Seto instinctively return the hug instead of ruthlessly throwing him off.
"What is it Seto, big brother?" Mokuba stood from his seat as did many of the group, minus Serenity and Dray for obvious reasons.
"H-he's sleeping," Seto felt the words fall off his lips but he couldn't figure them out either, how could Joey be sleeping, how could Joey even be here, sure he knew he was. He had hardly looked away from the blond for two weeks. But it was just…sleeping, it was hardly like screaming and still trying to grow body parts, it was more…alive. He bit his lower lip softly, a habit he had picked up from Joey actually, before continuing, "Well more in a coma or something I guess. H-he seems to be umm…all there, he just needs to wake up? They don't know when he'll do so. But, his breathing seems normal and so does his pulse."
"Pulse?" Malik blinked. Even the Egyptian seemed to think pulse was a strange word to associate with something dead. As he had been, even up to that point. Although before he had, had a heart beat, it had been just that, just a beating in his chest, now it was a pulse something, found on the wrist.
Marik smiled smugly and turned to walk out the door, "I told you it would work." His lighter half chased after him excitedly as he thought of other things they could bring back to life, for instance his road kill collection.
"Malik that's not a good idea!" Mokuba groaned and rushed after the two blonde's hopefully he could distract the two, with possibly make-up sex; they had been fighting since his fight with his older brother.
Seto glanced at the rest of the group for their comments. Tristan, Tea, and Duke seemed to think that leaving, considering that it was dark out was a good idea. Serenity stood up as well handing Dray over to Seto before kissing the young boy's forehead. "You take care of him now Seto. He was really upset before."
Seto nodded sheepishly he could see that threw the tear stains against his son's cheek. He held the younger boy against his chest. He felt a need to have his son as close to him as possible he needed the comfort the young boy brought to him unknowingly.
"We'll go too," Yugi chirped directing his 'we' to the four left standing. He smiled brightly, "Call us if something changes, ne?"
Seto nodded, "I will. Thank you." He replied to the small light watching the four go he hugged his son subconsciously closer to him. Turning he headed back towards Joey's room taking comfort from his family.
Seto had left, he had gone out. He was talking to the doctor in the hall. Dray had watched him go. He knew he had, but it was weird to be alone in the room with just his, father? He glanced over to the bed curiously. And then looked about as if he was going to do something very naughty and he didn't want to be caught.
Seeing that no one was in the room Dray pushed himself from the floor, he wanted to see what this whole thing was about twenty days was a long time to be waiting around for this guy anyway. Trending softly Dray moved over to the side of the bed to get a good look. He climbed into the chair that sat nearly touching the bed and stood on it leaning over the bed. His small hands pressed into the side of the bed so he could lean properly.
What he saw surprised him. The soft features on the older man's face that rose and fell with his steady breathing complemented the blond hair that crowned his head, nearly the same blond hair that he himself had. Staring at the man, like this, in just this way, Dray could almost see why his Dad had spent twenty days glued to his side.
Dray had an over whelming feeling in his chest as he moved his small hands to push against the blonde's slight arm, he whispered a soft, "Wake up now. Please wake up now, please." He said softly pushing softly a few times his eyes glistening a little bit when he didn't get any response. He wasn't sure why he wanted the other to wake. He just did. He knew that's what everyone else wanted, and he had wanted it too because of them, but never like this before. He needed Joey to be awake he needed him to be.
He crawled onto the bed straddling the blonde's upper body without a thought of not to. His knees curl under and behind him so that his bare feet pressed against the other's hips gently. He reached up and put his hand on either side of the blonde's face, so that if the blonde's eyes were open he would have to be looking at him. He held his head in place moving his own head so it was nearly nose to nose with the other before he said in a slightly stern no-nonsense-Seto-Kaiba sort of voice, "Get. Up. Dad. Now!"
Chocolate eyes snapped open.
