AN- It's short but it explains a lot. Please enjoy and review!

Tristan left a few hours after the ordeal had happened and panic had subsided. And everyone attempted to settle back down. Mokuba didn't have any trouble since he'd managed to sleep through the entire thing. Joey was on the pull out sofa again thinking about everything that had happened over the last few weeks and tonight. He'd discovered so much yet he still didn't feel like he knew anything.

"I wonder if I just ask him if he'll tell me what I want to know." Joey thought as he shifted uncomfortably on the cold mattress, "Marik told me a lot but if I know him like I think I do…he left a lot out. For whatever the reason."

One of the bedroom doors opened softly and Joey could hear the soft footsteps of someone moving towards the sofa bed. Turning his head to see who it was he saw Seto standing over him, "Can't sleep?" he asked Seto with a small smile.

"I thought you'd be lonely out here by yourself." Seto told him his he crawled over him and settled under the sheets, "It's kind of cold out here."

Joey could feel his entire body heat up, "C-cold? No it's sorta hot in here."

"I wanted to talk to you, Joey. Marik told you a lot about how everything happened and how we met and how I came to live with Pegasus."

"Yeah, he explained a lot of that to me. He feels as though it's his fault that this all happened to you."

"I don't blame him. We were young at the time, however if it didn't happen I would have never met him, had Mokuba or met you. So with every bad thing something good happens."

"You certainly have a positive outlook on thing." Joey said as he reached out and pulled Seto into a hug. However as soon as he squeezed him his stiffened up and pushed him back, "Sorry. Didn't mean to over step-"

Seto sat up quickly and had his arms covering his chest, "It's not you." He reassured Joey, "This happens a lot. It's so embarrassing."

Joey squinted in the barely lit room and saw something that looks like a stain on the front of Seto's top. Joey sat up and turned on the lamp that was beside the sofa. After being blinded for a moment his eyes finally focused on Seto's wet top, "I can open a window if you're hot." Joey offered.

Seto laughed nervously at the offer, "No, I'm not hot. It's just…..well you know….um we're mammals after all."

"Yep we both have hair." Joey said trying to figure out if he was missing the joke or something, "But what happened to your shirt?"

"Uh, well when you squeezed me like that I wasn't ready so when he hugged me you. God! This is so embarrassing to talk about!" Seto said as he remained in his current position.

"Come on you can tell me." Joey reassured him, "It'll just be between us."

"Let me exclaim a few things to you first. It's a bit weird but I think you'll be able to handle it." Joey nodded in agreement and waited for Seto to continue, "Well, as you know Marik and I both were continuously injected with estrogen. Well at least a year and a half ago in addition to the estrogen we were injected with regenerating cells, extremely active ones. Marik's reaction put him in the hospital where he had to go through surgery to get the masses removed."

"Okay…"

"The injections were supposed to develop organs that either didn't develop or hadn't fully developed. So with that and the estrogen I now have a functional….uterus."

"What? You mean you got lady parts." Joey said eyeing him.

"On the inside yes. I had to have a C-section to have Mokuba if you were wondering about that."

"So, how don't you need to have a vagina to get pregnant?"

"I suppose females do, however the body is designed to make a way for everything. But I still have very high estrogen levels so I lactate."

"You can't drink milk?"

"Yes, I mean no. I'm lactating so I can feed Mokuba."

Joey stared at Seto as he attempted to absorb this new information and make sense of it all. Joey shifted his position on the bed and looked Seto over carefully before he reached forward and grabbed Seto's chest. With every action there is a reaction which was a slap in the face, "What are you doing!"

"You don't have boobs. Don't girls normally get like huge boobs when they are lactating?"

"I'm not a girl! So things are different!" Seto snapped, "I'm lactating! You caught me off guard and squeezed some milk out. That's all there is too it."

"So that's what Marik said has too organic to be in the fridge." Joey thought, "Sorry about milking you and feeling you up." He said nervously.

"It's alright. I have been really sore lately since I can't really feed Mokuba like I'd like too and since the pump that I did have is back at our apartment. You're out of line hug did do some good."

"With every bad thing. There's a good thing. Right?" Joey told him and smiled as he turned the light back off. There was silence again for awhile until Joey could hold it back his question, "What does it taste like?"

"Depends on what I eat." Seto replied without missing a beat.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, it's normally sweetish." Seto told him as he snuggled up to Joey's side. He heard breath in to say something else, "No, you can't try it."

In the morning Tristan came by with breakfast. It was a western style breakfast all the way, scrambled cheese eggs, bacon, hot cakes, oatmeal and fresh fruit He even brought an assortment of juices and coffee drinks. Joey was in the bedroom with Seto watching him feed Mokuba. Seto was uncomfortable having Joey as an audience and felt he was too fascinated with the whole thing. But at least some of the pressure he'd been feeling in his chest was going away and Mokuba seemed more than pleased with the organic stuff verse the powdered crap.

"Does it hurt?"

"He has a few teeth so sometimes he'll bite but other than that, no."

"How does it feel?"

"Kind of like having milk sucked out of your nipple." Seto responded

"Ha Ha funny guy." Joey stretched his arms over his head, "How long does this normally take?"

"Why haven't you stopped asking questions?"

"Well, how else am I suppose to get the answers?"

"Maybe fifteen minutes sometimes thirty." Seto replied just as Mokuba pushed him away, "Sometimes right now." He said as he positioned Mokuba on his shoulder and lightly patted his back.

"So you have to burp him after every feeding."

"Yep, or it's come back up. I read most babies burp on their own at this age but he hasn't done it for me yet. Or I don't have the time to wait for him too." Seto told Joey as Mokuba burped.

"I'll hold him while you get your shirt back on." Joey said taking Mokuba gently into his arms.

Seto pulled one of the shirts Tristan had brought over since Seto wasn't one to have his midriff showing like Marik seemed to have grown fond of, "Now let's get something to eat before they eat it all." Joey said when Seto took Mokuba back.