((Thank You to those who have, and are starting to show interest in this Fic! Enjoy! Please Read and Review.

Warnings: Incest, Language, Light Citrus, Humor, Fluff, Angst

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh

Major thanks and dedication to Chibi Chib, Buka2000; both of which laughed hard with me at the ending of this chapter. Also dedication to dragonlady222, Darkyami7!

Seto conceived in August and is due in May - Jou conceived in November and is due in August))

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Jou was against the bathroom wall, and could see the slap coming; he flinched as his eyes clamped shut. But, the slap never came, instead just stale air. He opened his eyes timidly to see that Seto had caught Marik's hand.

Seto looked from Jou to Marik. "What is the meaning of this?" His grip still tight on Marik's arm as he spun him around, eyes narrowing.

"This shits pregnant." Marik used his free hand to point behind him. "He's the reason Yami's not putting out, you know, gone monogamous on us all of a sudden." He huffed, and looked off to the side.

"What ever Marik." Seto rolled his eyes. "Come on. We mothers have to stick together." Seto released Marik's arm, and grabbed Jou's pulling him out of the bathroom. Jou remained silent, and didn't look at either.

Marik's curiosity was high. It wasn't like Seto to protect anyone, regardless of mood swings. Gears turned, and he was starting to catch on. Yami wasn't around Jou often, but he was around Seto. So, then who's the father of the baby Jou's caring? Thoughts of it being Yami's, and the fact of why he thought it was Yami's in the first place erased from thought. "What are you hiding Seto?"

Seto didn't look back, but let out a loud laugh. "I don't know what you think it is that I'm hiding..." When in fact he did. He hadn't told anyone who the father of his baby was. Aside from the father and himself only Yuugi, Jou, and a couple teachers knew. But as far as teachers were concerned this was private information and wouldn't be handed out to just anyone.

Marik sprinted to catch up to Seto. When they were walking almost step for step, he matched his pace. "You… You're pregnant with Yami's baby." Once it had been spoken it spooked him to think of the consequences in the answer.

"Babies." Seto whispered, a smiled creeping across his face. His free hand without thought moved to his stomach. He really didn't care if the world knew. He was proud to be Yami's, and that the children were his. It was only kept in the dark for Yuugi's sake. After what happened with Jou, the incident didn't need to repeat.

Jou, out of the corner of his eye saw a second slap coming. He used the weight of his body to maneuver Seto a couple steps to the side, taking the slap instead.

He didn't need more details on Seto and Yami; Seto had confirmed it via his own mouth. He was angry. "What is with you two slut slaves standing up for each other?" Marik took several deep breaths.

"I feel more like an incubator than a slut slave… " Jou muttered, as he nursed the side of his face where Marik's hand had made contact. "Speaking of which, aren't you in the same boat? Weren't you also fucking Yami along with us, and several others? Not all at once, but one on one?"

Seto looked Marik directly in the eyes. "I suggest you turn around, and walk away. I, we will forget that, that even happened." His eyes narrowed. "Unless you wish to face to the wrath of Yami, and I'll make sure he adds you to our little 'clique." He wasn't really going to allow Yami to do such deed, but Marik didn't know it, so this empty thread would hopefully work out to his advantage. Jou kept his mouth shut, Seto was doing a good enough job for the both of them.

Marik took several steps back looking from Seto to Jou, and then to their stomachs to their eyes. "Both. Pregnant. Yami?" He stuttered, and then crossed his arms trying to regain composure. "I'd like to see him try." He scoffed. "You two are easy, just bend over and serve."

"He happens to like it when it's my cock up his ass." Seto took a couple steps forward. "I know for a fact that, that is one place your cock hasn't been, and isn't going." He smirked in triumph as Marik blinked.

Marik's eyes narrowed; once the statement was dealt he stood firm. "I don't know whom you seek to protect by keeping it a secret of who the father is of your children… But, know this it comes to an end today. From my lips to Marik's, and from him to whoever's." Now it was his turn to smirk in triumph.

"Whatever." Seto sighed as he rubbed his temple. Between him and Marik they could go all day shooting threats back and forth. "I suggest you do as you're told; forget this ever happened, and unless you wish to 'bend over and serve' I suggest you 'turn and go'."

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Both remained silent as they walked to the shoe cubby area. "About back there…" Jou having retrieved his shoes sat on the bench. Timidly he looked into Seto's eyes. "Thanks."

Seto nodded as he sat next to Jou, although still angry, he managed to smile. Jou nodded, returning the smile. "So, tell me what did you say that made Marik come onto you like that."

"He over heard me muttering to myself." Jou's smile didn't last long as trouble quickly line his features. "I was complaining about a couple tender spots from where my dad hit me last night." He sighed, leaned back against the wall, and looked up at the ceiling. "Dad, found out I pregnant… Happened to be drunk at the time."

Seto put a hand on Jou's knee. "Why, don't you talk it over with Yuugi? I'm pretty sure that boy would love company." He couldn't believe what he was offering, after all Yuugi live on his property. He was changing because of this pregnancy, and he was sure for the better. Although, Mokuba often chimed 'the more the merrier' he was going to miss his quiet, almost empty home.

Jou couldn't suppress his look of shock. Seto had just opened his doors to him. He forced himself to give the most genuine smile possible given the situation. "Thanks, I know Yuugi would love it and all… But I don't need Yami tearing me a new one."

Seto gave Jou a puzzled look. "You cannot go back home, and take the risk of one good blow and loosing that baby. It would devastate both Yami and Yuugi." He massaged his stomach with his free hand in attempt to calm the baby on the right. "Besides, I know for a fact Yami isn't going to touch you… And it isn't like you don't already touch Yuugi…" He couldn't bring himself to even think about details. "So, what's the difference with that and living together."

Jou was crimson at Seto's assumptions. "Yuugi tries, but after…" He started fidgeting with his pants. "I won't do anything other than kiss him… Not even passionately." He quickly added. He was scared shitless of what Yami would do if he found out he so much as wanted to touch Yuugi.

"I see what you're getting at, but look just grow some balls, and ask Yuugi." Seto squeezed Jou's knee. "As long as you love Yuugi, and touch him for the right reason I'm sure Yami isn't going to do anything to harm you." He paused. "Not that he could harm you if he wanted to." Jou looked at Seto curiously. "You are after all caring his child." Seto added.

Jou nodded, and his hands moved to his stomach. "You know Seto we should write all this chaos down on paper, and sell it to the TV people…" He gave a weak laugh. "I'm sure the world would get a kick out of our troubles."

Seto knew both arrived at the situation via different routs, but each rout seemed to be equally as troublesome. He felt sorry for Jou. The rout wasn't going to get any easier, and he knew it. "Unfortunately though Jou I think this is only just beginning."

"The makings of a sequel are in the progress…" Jou stretched, and let out a long sigh. "But, yeah I'll take your advice, and talk to Yuugi."

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Yami, knowing his brother hated the cold, wrapped himself around Yuugi as he fumbled with the key trying to unlock the door. Once inside, Yuugi shivered as he ran for his old room in the mansion. Yami closed the door, and laughed as he watched his brother.

Once Yuugi was in the room he striped himself of his damp clothing "Fuck!" He exclaimed. "First of February, two weeks since schools started, and it has to snow…. I'll never adjust I swear." He huffed. "You have any clue who Seto's bringing home with him?" He questioned as he walked into the adjoining bathroom.

Yami grinned as he followed after his brother. "Not a clue." He sat on the bed, and leaned back and rested on his elbows. "Just know he wants the two of us." Had this been roughly three months ago, he'd have pounced him, and warmed him in an intimate fashion. But, this was now, and he was keeping his word to Seto. He watched his brother; clad in nothing, retrieve a towel.

Yuugi, knowing he had his brother's attention, strutted around. Yami's breathe hitched in his throat as he watched his brother towel himself dry, and strut around the room in the small, almost pointless towel. "Here, you're soaking wet." Yuugi handed his brother a towel before continuing to purposely prolonging putting on pants. They didn't hear the approaching footsteps. Seto cleared his throat catching the attention of Yami and Yuugi.

Jou rolled his eyes in Seto's direction. "You just stopped one of the most erotic things I've seen in…" He paused in thought, ticking his fingers. "To damn long."

Yuugi squeaked, and immediately went past pink to bright crimson. Regardless of the towel his hands moved to cover his private area. He wasn't embarrassed that Jou saw his show for Yami, but Seto seeing was another thing; not to mention it wasn't like the towel covered all that much.

Yami grabbed a pillow and covered his face. "I didn't do anything…" It was muffled through the pillow. It was true, unless looking and fantasizing counted. Embarrassed, but still fully aroused. The towel wasn't covering much, if anything. He grabbed another pillow, and incriminated himself by putting it in his lap. "I swear."

Was it safe to leave Yami and Yuugi in the same room together? He mused. Then he remembered that Yuugi had told him at Christmas time that Yami wouldn't do anything besides the occasional tease touch, or a passionate kiss. Seto rolled his eyes, and huffed. "Jou, you have that talk with Yuugi, and I'll go have that talk with Yami." He crossed his arms. He felt like he was in a room with pre teens that fantasized, couldn't control themselves, and masturbated over anything. "Separate rooms." He added as he dragged his embarrassed, hormonal lover out of the room.

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The short trip down the hall was a silent one. In an attempt to avoid topic of towel turned tent, he spoke up when Seto closed the door. "Seto…." Yami looked shyly, uncharacteristically, into Seto's eyes.

"Lighten up Yami, I'm not going to go ballistic on you because of what just happened. It isn't like you were touching him…" Seto sighed, sat on the bed, and patted it for Yami to do the same. "I know you wouldn't touch him." He smiled.

Yami let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Signing relief, and returned the smile. "So what's up?"

Seto would have rather faced a pack of wolves, or an angry pack businessmen rather than Yami. But, he had promised Jou he would deal with Yami, and that things would work out. Deciding it best to dive right into the truth than to skate around it, he sighed. "Marik knows about you being the father of our children. He said he's going to pass on the information." He could see Yami's emotions changing quickly by his the looks on his face. "It does get a little better… At least for your brother. Jou is moving in with him. Um, before you ask why… it's because his dad found out he's pregnant, and in drunken rage, decided to beat him." He took a deep breath. That was a lot to get out.

He was taking a few moments of silence between them to sort through that long winded, explosive details of what happened today. Yami blinked a few times as he rubbed his temple. 'Wow', was the first word that came to mind. "Did I just here you right? Or I am just delusional."

"Yes, you heard me right." Seto slid into Yami's lap, and took one of his hands and put it on his stomach. "You have a problem with Jou moving in with Yuugi?" He took the other hand, and brought it to his mouth. He knew Yami's body was already craving relief from the tension, and he knew 'playing naughty' would ease his lover into the fact of everything that had happened today. He drew the index and middle finger into his mouth, sucking slowly as his eyes never left Yami's.

"They had to find out some time. I just hope everyone doesn't try to have a fuck fest with Yuugi." Yami's hips thrust up, as he laid back. "As, for Jou living with Yuugi, they aren't that way…" He could hardly comprehend stringing words together to for a thought as he whimpered while Seto worked magic on his fingers. "Ah. Don't you think… Ah, Ah. A little unfair that you're in pants… Um. Ah. I'm only in a towel. Ah."

"They would be that way if it wasn't for you. Jou feels threatened by you." Seto grinned mischievously. "No, I think it is very fair because you've been a really, really…" His voice was getting low and sultry. "Bad boy."

The day Seto had, Marik finding out, Jou moving in… All those things could wait. 'Bad boy' chimed in Yami's ears, and slowly the repeated phrase turned his brain to mush. "Very. Ah. Bad." He whispered.