DGG: Hello, Lovely Readers. I am back! This little story was originally posted on its own under the title "Planting Fruit Seeds" on my Ao3 account, but I felt like it was cute and needed to be part of this collection! So it was an easy week for me! I didn't have to write something completely from scratch!

Thanks for reading! Enjoy!

"Aw. Hello, handsome. Look how adorable you look," Yoko Sakaki gushed over her baby son. "My little heartbreaker. Yusho, come look at Yuya."

The woman's husband, the entertainment duelist known as Yusho Sakaki, stepped into the nursery and stood beside his wife, but his golden eyes widened at the sight of their baby. The infant was dressed in a black onesie that depicted a red heart with an arrow shot through it that was adorned with a grey ribbon-banner going across it that said "Mom". He had on a pair of red, plaid pants that had one black pocket and black spandex cuffs around his ankles. He was also wearing a grey zip-up hoodie with no sleeves that had little patterns of black and grey dragons inside the hood. And to finish off his outfit he had on a pair of tiny black Converse.

"Look how cute he looks," Yoko continued to fawn as she tickled under Yuya's chin. The baby flailed his arms and kicked his legs as he giggled.

"What have you done to our son?" Yusho stared.

"What?" the woman seemed taken aback.

"Well, look at him. He looks like a little punk," the man received a sharp look from his wife, causing him to quickly add, "…Which is fine!"

"Really? Are you really in any position to criticize other peoples' fashion choices?" she deadpanned while keeping a protective hand on the baby.

"What's wrong with the way I dress?" Yusho frowned.

"Nothing if you're from Wonderland!"

The man gave a hearty laugh.

"Aw. Come on, Yoko. You know you love the way I dress!"

The woman scanned him from head to toe with a sneer.

"I mean there are other ways I prefer you, but…"

"Oh? Like?" he placed his hand on his right hip.

"Like I prefer you not dressed in anything, but I let you wear clothes because nudity is frowned upon in public, and also because you'll get cold."

Yusho grinned as he leaned down and rubbed his nose against his wife's.

"Thanks for looking out for me, then," he gave her a peck on the lips.

"Anytime, Yusho. That's what wives are for," Yoko batted her eyes as she turned and scooped the baby into her arms from the changing table.

"Come on, Yuya. You have a play date with Yuzu today. Yes, you do. Yes, you do."

"You're taking him out looking like that?" Yusho blinked.

"I let you go out looking like that, don't I?" Yoko raised an annoyed eyebrow at the man.

Yusho chuckled.

"You do put up with a lot of my antics, don't you?"

"Look at him. He's the cutest little man anyone's ever gonna see. Aren't you, Yuya? Aren't you?"

The baby wriggled in her arms while cooing.

"Cute, yes. He gets that from me, by the way," Yusho teased as his wife rolled her eyes. "But look at him. When Yuzu sees him, she's gonna think he's a little punk. Who wants to play with a punk?"

Yoko held out a stern finger at her husband.

"My son is not a little punk. He's a little badass. And girls like bad boys."

Yusho furrowed his eyebrows.

"Girls like…" he trailed off. "Are… you playing matchmaker with the babies?"

Yoko pursed her lips together.

"…Maybe."

"Yoko they're only a few months old!"

"Yes, but have you seen the way they look at each other?"

Yusho gawked at the woman.

"They're…babies? They don't look at each other in any way!"

"Of course they do!" Yoko argued. "Her pink hair drives Yuya crazy. He loves it, and you know it."

"He does like to try and pull it, I suppose."

"And my baby boy is a little sweetheart – "

"Sans the hair-pulling."

" – who dresses like a bad boy. Yuzu takes notice of that, Yusho. I'm sorry you're not very keen on these sorts of things because you're a stupid man."

"If you say so, dear," he shook his head, knowing he wasn't going to win this argument.

"Trust me. I know what I'm talking about. I have a very keen sense for these sorts of things. A sixth sense, if you will."

"A sixth sense for romance?"

"Yes. I knew I would marry you from the first moment we met. And look at us. We got married, and we have a cute little baby," she smiled.

"As I recall, when we first met you were angry that I was interfering with your duel. But then I wooed you with my entertainment skills."

"Wooed me with your cute butt is more like it," she winked.

Yusho laughed.

"Fine. We'll add that as a contributing factor."

Yuya squealed, catching his parents' attention.

"Look. He's anxious. He wants to see his future wife," Yoko gazed at the baby.

Yusho tickled the baby's chin, causing Yuya to laugh and grab his father's finger with both hands. Yusho gazed at him with pride.

"Go steal Yuzu's heart, son."

"Well, he probably won't steal it completely today. It's a slow process," the woman explained. "I'm just helping to pave the way for these two to one day fall madly in love. And you will, won't you? Won't you, Yuya? Yeah."

The baby squealed in delight as his mother nuzzled her nose against his.

"So girls like bad boys, huh?" Yusho frowned. "Or…they like sweet boys who dress like bad ones? I don't dress like a bad boy…"

"No, you don't. You're just sweet," Yoko smiled. "We work out because you fell for the bad girl. It's a loophole."

"I see," he gazed at her.

"Okay. Come on, handsome," Yoko snuggled the infant. "Let's go make Yuzu subconsciously fall in love with you so that she can carry those latent feelings with her all her life until they explode out of her one day without warning, and she proclaims her love for you, and you get married, and have cute little babies."

"I commend your enthusiasm, dear, but what if that's not what happens?" asked Yusho.

"But it will," she narrowed her eyes at the man.

"But if it doesn't?"

"I won't have to worry about that because it's going to happen!"

"But just what if, Yoko?"

She cast her gaze to the floor for a moment before she looked him in the face and smirked.

"Then that will be the one day you can say, 'I told you so'," she gave him a peck on the lips before grabbing Yuya's diaper bag and heading for the door.

Yusho smiled.

"Well, that will be a special day in history."

Yoko stopped in the doorway and looked at him over her shoulder.

"Except that I'm going to be the one to tell you, 'I told you so'," Yoko gave him another flirtatious wink before heading down the hall.