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The Fascinating World of Kai-Tar

The Quiet Moments: Kaiba and Isis in...

What Rhymes with Adorable?


"Really? Seto doesn't really do that..."

Kaiba halted in the foyer at the sound of his name. He heard a shuffling sound and knew she must be on the phone. Crossing his arms, he listened closely.

"Oh no, not that either...really? Joseph does that?"

'Joey,' the brunet's mind hissed loudly. He was almost tempted to find someone to punch in the face at the mention of the blonde. Ever since Mai and Joey had had kids of their own, the two women had bonded over the fact and grown as friends. Kaiba hated it. Not only did he have to expose his perfect brood to products of idiotic sperm, but he had to deal with Yami and Joey. Why did Isis have to get friends he hated? He almost wanted to lock her in a room as punishment for not getting around people he could at least stomach. But the only times he ever locked them away in a room, it had led to delicious encounters. Maybe it was a good idea...

"Seto has his own version of romance...no, not like that. It's much more treasured since it's practical and rarely occurs."

'Rarely occurs?!' He almost scoffed out loud. 'Practical?' What an ungrateful woman! Everyone knew romance wasn't supposed to be practical. It was the reason behind begrudgingly getting her flowers. He enjoyed the look on her face when she got the bouquets, but they always died and always would. At times, he was tempted to biologically reverse the effects of wilting petals, but then he realized he had more important things to do with his spare time—like eavesdrop.

"Oh I don't know about that Mai...maybe you're right. Maybe men just don't get it."

'Just don't get it?' Now he was really insulted. Stalking off down the hall he made a plan to 'get it.'

Upstairs

Kirei flipped backwards off the bed while Jahlil screamed in a high pitched yelp. Both twins tried to slow their heartbeat and catch their breath, while the door bounced off the door stopper, slowly swinging back into their father's hand.

"What's wrong with you two?"

"You just reenacted a scene from every horror movie!" Kirei began with her feet still up in the air.

"You always do this and it scares us every time." Jahlil reached down and helped his sister into her regular upright and lock position.

Kaiba pointed to Jahlil, "And I told you to stop screaming like that."

"It's called puberty Abi!" Jahlil groused as he threw his hands up. "I can't help it...I wish I could..."

Kirei dusted off the imaginary dirt from her clothes, "Abi...what do you want?" She plopped back on her bed where she was before.

Kaiba raised a brow high into his hairline, "What do I want? I could be asking you two the same thing since this is my house."

Kirei and Jahlil gave him deadpanned looks and in unison asked, "What is it about Umm now?"

Kaiba glared at the know-it-alls and closed the door. He grabbed a nearby arm chair and sat down, crossing his arms as some reprimanded child. "Don't I give your mother romance?" Jahlil immediately burst into loud obnoxious laughter that oddly reminded Kaiba of 'Aunt' Marik's cackle. His skin crawled at the sound but his nostrils flared when Kirei blinked owlishly at him. "What?!"

"You...you're serious Abi?" the girl asked quietly.

"Yes, I'm serious. When have I ever not been serious?"

"True," the boy nodded stroking his smooth jaw. "But in all honesty Abi—" Kirei slapped a hand across her twin's mouth sensing the tightening muscles of her father.

"Why don't you try something romantic for her?" Kirei knew now was not the time for honesty. When Kaiba's ego was slightly bruised, you couldn't give him the truth but rather suggestions. She had realized this when she spotted her mother doing it to him, and Jahlil doing it to her. She suddenly felt vindictive with the idea and shoved Jahlil back. "Any ideas?"

"Here's one," Jahlil returned the push with a kick of his foot, knocking Kirei to the side.

"Don't kick your sister," Kaiba disciplined. "She's clumsy enough as it is."

"I am NOT!" Kirei sat back up but somehow lost her balance and toppled to the floor again.

"You were saying?" Jahlil wiggled his eyebrows sticking his tongue out at her.

"What I was saying is you BOTH are on your own!" She jumped up with her face beet red. "Get out!"

"But what about my homework?" Jahlil whined pushing his calculus book towards her.

"I'm your father you can't kick me out!" Kaiba knew the hierarchy and a child could not remove their parent.

Kirei took in a big lung full of air and roared, "UUUUMMM—" She cut herself off when Jahlil jumped up grabbing his items and was shoved to the floor, by their retreating father when he got in the way.

Kaiba and Jahlil stood in the hall as the bedroom door slammed shut and both had alike looks of annoyance. "Women..." Jahlil kicked against the floor. "They get boobs suddenly they're sooo complicated." Turning on his heel he planned to return to his bedroom when Kaiba grabbed his shoulder. Looking back at his dad he narrowed his brows. Kaiba returned that with a small cock of his head. Jahlil nodded and motioned forward.

They both sat in the tornado attack that was the boy's room and Kaiba was trying to understand why he even came into the trash heap. "Hurry up before I set fire to this room."

"Okay, okay!" Jahlil reached under a pile of underwear and pulled out a notebook. He walked back over and handed it to his dad. "Use this paper."

"For what?"

"Write Umm a romantic note—something that rhymes. Girls adore love letters especially when it's written on cute stationary."

"Cute?" Kaiba almost gawked. He opened the book and sure enough each page was littered with cartoon characters that he recognized and most he didn't. Each page got more and more disgusting and he wasn't sure if he could dare touch one of them. "Jahlil..."

"Come on Abi! I'm a love guru."

"Since when?"

"Since some kids paid me to write their love letters for them." He shrugged, "You always get on to me for being such a softy. Well, now it's your turn." Smiling cheekily he added, "Hey...I might get a sibling I could like out of it. So it's a fair trade."

"Don't ever allude to your mother and I having sex again."

"Well you guys do...right? I mean, you go in the bedroom mean and come out nice. Releasing a few ghost babies is the only way to do that." Kaiba braced his large hand against the boy's forehead and shoved him into his room, closing the door.

The CEO was sitting in the living room, flipping through the pages and thinking of how disgusting the stationary was. How could someone actually like this stuff? It was so sappy and absolutely juvenile he could barely stand to look at it, better yet decide which one to take. And thanks to Jahlil, now sex wouldn't leave his mind. The boy was too horny and always passed it on to whoever he interacted with. Maybe he was contagious. His eyes narrowed; he better not be since he spent so much time with Kirei. Tapping his chin, he willed his creativity to burst into a subject he usually never funneled it into.

After choosing the stationary and writing the message (that did indeed rhyme) he rolled his eyes. This was not going to work. Isis was going to read this, see the stationary he chose and think two things. The first being that he had been drinking and came up with this; the second being that he was trying way to hard and wasn't sincere. He pinched the bridge of his nose and was tempted to ground Jahlil just for offering him the notebook. But he was Seto Kaiba after all. Isis only had eyes for him and who could blame her? Pushing his ego into believing he had nothing to lose, he reread the note and convinced himself to get up and plant the item. Once he had, he retreated to the bedroom to wait.

Library

Isis sat on one of the couches reading a very good book. She had been sitting there for about an hour taking in the twisting plot and detailed characters. Finally getting to chapter nine she was shocked to find a small folded up note; the long end of it pressed into the binding. She assumed it was one of their children's properties and was going to pass it on, until she saw her name written in a calligraphy she had never seen. Sitting up straighter, she gently unfolded it and was shocked to see chibi characters of couples in their school uniform tiled all around the edges, with a background of pink with giant purple hearts. One couple was seen giving one another gifts and blushing; another showed a girl tackling the blushing boy into a hug while another showed him kissing her cheek. It was...cute. Leaning in she read:

You're contagious like Hepatitis A

I wish our children would runaway

If Yami comes over he'll need good luck

Come to the bedroom so we can fuck

Kaiba

Isis reread the note multiple times before folding it back up and heading upstairs. Pushing open the door to the master bedroom, she found the brunet lying on the bed with his tablet in hand. Gently she closed the door and called, "Seto...?"

Not even looking up he answered, "What?"

"I got your note."

Immediately his face flamed pink and his charts were now even more entertaining. "Hm."

"Seto..."

The call demanded eye contact. Swallowing his pride, he faced the music in the key of humiliation. Kaiba looked up to find her at the end of the bed. She leaned forward and reached behind her neck. The sundress she had been wearing suddenly pooled at her feet and his pants almost ripped from his pelvis. "Oh shit..." He set the tablet aside and leaned back in a haughty position as she crawled over him. Who said Seto Kaiba wasn't romantic? Maybe a book of poetry was in his future.


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Arabic Words:

Abi – Father

Umm – Mother

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