Part three of the splurge here, I'll upload one more to tide ya'll over until I get back. Don't forget to leave me reviews to read upon my return! Enjoy. - BB
I don't own yugioh
The hug I received when I made my way out of Kaiba's bedroom in fresh clothes was breathtaking. "I love you Mom." Murmured the boy into my shoulder. "Love you too baby." I said back, kissing his hair. "Oh..." I ran my fingers through the mop that was getting out of control. "You need a hair cut." I felt the boy sigh and gave a grin as he pulled back. "Can I cut it?" "Can I have a mohawk?" "If you want, but the 80's are over." He matched my smile, right down to the dimple. "I'll get my clippers." "You're not giving our kid a mohawk." Said Kaiba as he stepped aside to let the boy through. "Watch me." He frowned and I laughed, pulling a barstool from it's tucked state under the bar. "If you're nice to me I won't dye it." He stared a long moment before he rolled his eyes and pressed a kiss to my cheek, moving to get coffee from the kitchen. "I guess this is what I asked for..."
"There! Have a look." The boy jumped up and darted to the bathroom. "Aw sweet!" "Shower! Get the extra hair off!" I called, and a second later the door shut. Kaiba sighed and I chuckled as he sidestepped the hair on the floor. "It's just hair, it'll grow back." "I know." He leaned against the counter as his coffee maker made him a fresh cup. His face had lost it's cold exterior and he humored me with a small smile. "That's the happiest I've seen him in weeks." "All over a bit of hair." I chuckled, sweeping up the remains of the boy's haircut into a standing dustpan. "I don't get it." "What?" I gave him a smile. "Parenting?" "Yeah." He snorted and I chuckled. "It's about the little things, Kaiba. The small wins. He needed a hair cut. What does it matter what kind?" "But a mohawk?" "Well, no one's asking you to cut your hair." I leaned the broom and dust pan nearby and leaned against the counter with him. "He's almost 11. He's figuring himself out. Who he wants to be as a person. Grades are important, sure, but what do they matter if he's not happy?" I smirked. "You saw how stubborn he gets. It gets hard when they're miserable." "I was doing what you were... telling him to keep his work done and pick up his crap." I chuckled. "I know, but all work and no play makes Gabe a dull boy." I elbowed him. "Don't worry. You'll learn. I'll make a parent of you yet. You can't be the cool one though. I got dibs." He raised a brow and smirked as he took his cup from the coffee maker. "Good to have you back Charlie." "Don't compliment me, you're not good at it."
The buzz of the saw had a wide grin on my face as I watched the doctor cut off the cast. "Oh yeah." I groaned as I scratched the leg. "Look at that hair, you could braid it." Said Gabe with a grin. "I'm sure it smells like roses too, wanna whiff?" I said back, lifting it out of the plaster towards him. "Ew." I giggled, looking to the smiling doctor. "Tell me I'm free." "Not quite, but you're close. No more cast, but you'll be in a brace for a while longer." I made a face and he leaned over to grab it. It was a large boot. "I know, but you'll actually be able to walk in this one. No more crutches." "That's a mercy." I said, eying the metal boot. "You don't have to wear it all the time, but if you're on your feet, you should have it on." He said firmly. "But not to bed?" "Nope." He gave me a smile. "Not so bad right?" "Could be worse." He wrapped the fleece liner around my foot and helped me into the boot. "When can I drive?" "Well, technically you're clear, but given it's your right leg, I'd wait until you're out of this." Said the doctor, tightening the velcro straps to fit.
"Sorry Kaiba, looks like you're my chauffeur a while longer." I said with a look to the blue eyed man, who shrugged. "We'll manage, and given you don't even have a car it isn't surprising." I blinked. "Oh right, my car's gone. I should fix that." The doctor chuckled. "Four weeks and you'll be good to go. If you're feeling confident towards the end of the month we'll talk about sooner. You're healing well." He gave me a firm look. "Don't push it. I don't have you down for needing PT, but that can change." "Aye, aye captain." I gave a mock salute and tested my weight on the boot. It was stiff, but there was a hinge by my knee and I hummed in happiness as I was able to bend my joint for the first time in two months. I could walk and it felt great. "Make sure you stretch it, the muscles will be weak. My wife says yoga does wonders." Said the doctor, picking up his prescription pad and scribbling out something. "For the pain. As needed." I took the slip, but had no intention of filling it. I still had plenty of pain killers and really didn't want any more. "Alright! Let's boogie, I think the 5k is still accepting applicants."
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"We'll be landing soon. You should come cheer me on." Murmured Kaiba against my neck, his hips pumping between my thighs. "Oh totally, just don't mind the fact my cousin's there too." I replied, tired of his sluggish pace and flipping us over. "You gonna call me after this is over?" His eyes narrowed and I smirked, sinking back on his flesh. "That's what I thought." "You don't know. Maybe I might." "Right, right. Let me just run to New York to fuck this one chick, I'll be right back... can we have this conversation, y'know after we've both came?" "If you insist." A shift of his hips and I was gasping for air. A deep rumble left his chest as he sat up, long arms came out to wrap around my middle, his lips meeting mine as we rocked against one another, striving for climax. As his arms tightened, I felt the heat of my release, causing my back to arch and muscles to spasm around his. A soft curse and he seated himself fully, hips twitching as he too reached bliss. Panting in the dim light of his bedroom, I sagged against him, head resting on his. "I do like you." He murmured against my chest. "No you don't, that's just the sex talking." I chuckled. "But, for what it's worth, I like you too. Asshole." "Skank." He dropped us back to the bed and I settled comfortably in the nook of his arm.
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"I have a proposition for you..." I crooned at the blue eyed man. "What do you want?" His brow lifted, eyes never leaving his computer screen. "What would you say to Gabe staying with you for a while?" "Isn't that what we're doing?" "I want to go home." That caught his attention. "I'm tired of just laying around. I want to go home, get some work done." "But you want Gabe to stay here." "Just during the week, you both can stay over the weekend. Or can ditch him and run, which at that point, I wouldn't blame you." The corner of that cool mouth curled. "That eager to be away from me?" "No. I'm bored." I whined, propping an elbow on his desk and setting my head in my hand. "That and I really should try and get some work done." "Have you talked to Gabe?" "I wanted to run it by you. I can't take him to school right now, and it wouldn't be fair to make you come all the way out just to pick him up." He sat back in his chair, arms coming up to rest behind his head. "I don't mind Charlie, with Mokuba running the home office, it's freed me up to look over our investments here in the states. We're thinking about adding an office in New York."
"Why?" He shrugged. "More technical support, we want to launch that console Gabe is testing, and we'll need the extra help." "You should do it here." I said back, drawing a doubtful look across his face. "Just a thought. We're the airnation capital, but a lot of the systems are taking their companies elsewhere and laying off good people. There was a massive lay off last year. Almost 3500 people, boom, jobless." "There's more then that one company here though." He said almost dismissively. "Not with room for 3500 line workers and engineers." My brows lifted as I sat back. "There's four colleges in this town, and two technical schools. You won't find that just anywhere. Not only that, there's enough room around the city to even set up a warehouse and distributing center. Combine that with the three airports and the central location, anything you didn't fly out could be taken by truck." He stared at me a long moment, and I could tell he was thinking. "That's okay, you don't have to give me credit. You can pretend you came up with it all on your own." I said with a smirk. "I'll think about it. As for Gabe, ask him what he wants to do. I'm flexible." He said, leaning forward and tugging his keyboard closer. "Are you still?" He shot me a look and I just grinned as I got up.