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"Looking more and more like your father Joseph." Said my mother with a fond smile to my cousin. "Thanks I think..." Said Joey with a scratch to the back of his head. Mai had excused herself to the living room with Gabe. "Don't be embarrassed, he was a good looking fellow before the drink got to him. Something I'm sure you don't partake in." "Right..." "So um... not that I'm unhappy to see you..." I said uncertainly. "But what do I owe the pleasure of a visit?" "Well your father and I were upset to hear you lost your car in an accident. We thought it best to come see you. See how you're doing." Said my mother pleasantly. "Well thank you, but I'm fine." "Which we would know if you called." Said my father, giving me a disapproving look. "I'm sorry. You're right. I should have said something." "So where is your new car?" Said my father. "I haven't gotten it yet. I couldn't drive for a while after the accident. So I didn't see the point." I said, fiddling with my coffee mug. "Why not?" I looked up to see my father's bright green eyes staring right at me. "I broke my leg." "Oh my word." Said my mother, hand coming to her mouth.

I stopped myself from rolling my eyes. "It wasn't that bad. I'm okay now, I just haven't started looking for a new car." "Well we'll take care of that before we go back, won't we Beverly." Said my father, sipping his coffee. "That's not necessary Daddy." I said softly. "I won't hear of it. You need a car, and not a used one. Something new." "Daddy please." "I won't hear another word about it." "You will." I snapped. "Charlotte." Scolded my mother softly. "No!" I stood up, an angry frown on my lips. "I said I'll take care of it! I don't want you to buy me a new car, I want you to let me do it!" "Sit down Charlotte. You're making a scene." Said my father lowly. "I'll make a scene if I want! This is my house. I bought it! It's mine!" I looked to Kaiba and held a hand out. "Keys." Without a word he tossed the keys to the Escalade.

I wasn't going anywhere. I wanted to steam. So I was curled up in the front seat with my bare feet up on the dash and the volume cranked, the expensive speakers in the back vibrating to heavy band sound of My Chemical Romance's 'Black Parade'. I looked over as Kaiba climbed in the driver's side. He reached for the knob for the volume and I smacked his hand, only to receive one back and him turning it down anyway. "I wondered where Gabe got it." "God they made me mad. Just gonna come in here and tell me I need a new car." "You do need a car." "Not a new one. And I don't want them to buy it for me." "Why? Let them." "Because Daddy will want the absolute best. Car salesmen in New York used to cream their pants when he'd walk on the lot. I don't want the biggest, safest, best thing, I want a car I picked. I liked my little Escape. I bought it from a used car lot on Kellogg. I made payments on it, it was mine."

"Just let them help you." "I don't want their help because they don't help." I growled. "They just do. What kind of example is it to Gabe when every time I get into trouble my parents bail me out? No. I'll do it." "I get the impression this doesn't happen often." "No, because when I did need help after Gabe was born, I was told 'I got myself into it, and I could get myself out.' If I wanted Daddy to pay my tuition I had to keep going. Never mind that I had an open wound in my stomach, I couldn't miss class." I scowled and looked to the pasture behind the house. "So I did. And the next year I pooled with a few classmates and we bought stock. I didn't need his help after that. Every dollar I have, I earned. He can keep his millions and his fucking pent house." "You like my pent house." He said with a chuckle. "Kaiba you don't dump money on me." "I put over half a million in your account." "That wasn't a hand out, and you wouldn't take it back." "Mhmm and how is this different?" I shot him a dirty look and he just smirked. "I don't think your parents know anything other then throwing money at loved ones. That's how rich people are." "You would know." I grunted. "Yes I would. But I also know that Gabe doesn't look at money the way they do." That drew my attention. "If could buy off our son, I wouldn't be here." He said in that matter-of-fact tone. "What, you tried?" "To an extent... didn't seem to matter. He was always happier when we were doing something as opposed to buying something." Those bright eyes turned my way. "That's what you wanted, right?" I sighed. "Yeah..." "Good." He tugged on my chin and pressed a kiss to my lips. "Let's go back in."

"I'm sorry I spoke to you that way." I said to my parents, seating myself once more at the table. "You should be." Said my father with a frown. "Charles." Scolded my mother. "Let her finish." "I didn't want a hand out. However, it's been brought to my attention that that may have not been how you'd perceived it." I took a fresh cup of coffee from my lover with a grateful smile before he moved through to the living room where Joey and Gabe were battling on the Xbox. "I apologize for what I said, you were just trying to help." My mother gave me a smile, her hands coming out for mine. "You know we love you. We just want what's best for you. And for Gabriel." "I know." I said, squeezing her wrinkled hands with one of mine. "Now we understand your concern, and I don't think it would be too much trouble to let you pick out something that suits you. You'll be the one driving it. Isn't that right Charles?" My mother looked to my father, and while he still had a firm frown, he cleared his throat. "Of course not. So long as it's safe, that's what matters." I held down a chuckle. My mother didn't always put her foot down, but when she did my father knew better then to disagree.

"This is quite lovely Charlotte." Said my mother from her spot beside me, walking through the garden that was my backyard. "I enjoy it. One of the perks of country life." I said with a chuckle, dragging the hose along and spraying some of the thirsty bushes. It was cooling but not quite cold, and most of the flowers were still blooming. "You should see it in the spring, right after everything wakes up. So colorful." "That sounds nice." She went quiet and I looked over at her. "What is it?" "Hmm? Oh nothing." I just hummed and tugged the hose to keep going. "You're a bad liar Momma." She chuckled. "That's true I suppose. At least with you..." She sighed. "It's that man." "Who? Kaiba?" She nodded, her smile fading. "Is he Gabe's real father?" I nodded, looking back to the bushes. "We hooked up when I was in Japan." "But if you knew-" I released the nozzle and cut the water. "I didn't want to tell him... Or Daddy... I was worried what he might do if he found out..." I yanked on the hose and kept going. "I've been told it wasn't a good decision." "Well... that aside..." She moved beside me. "Is good to Gabriel?" I smiled and nodded, turning the water on a set of thirsty hydrangeas. "He's a good Dad... Gabe loves him to death. It's kind of annoying." Her smile was back. "Then I suppose that's all that matters right?"

"Are you leaving?" I could tell Gabe was upset. He absolutely loved his grandparents. Over the years while my parents hadn't visited often, I'd made a point to go up to New York a few times a year, the previous year excluded. "Oh no! We're just going to the hotel. We'll be back first thing in the morning!" Said my mother with a smile. "Thanks for the warning." I muttered under my breath. "Behave." Murmured Kaiba with a smirk as he stood from his spot on the couch. "You leaving too?" I asked with a frown. "I should. I have a few things to get done." I stood and wrapped my arms around his middle. "Don't leave me with these people." I muttered into his shoulder. He gave a chuckle and tilted my chin to give me a kiss. "I'll be back in the morning. They're leaving, you'll be safe until then." "I guess." I gave him a smile. "Gabe, you're dad's leaving." "You too?" Gabe pouted and his father snorted, running a large hand over the boy's buzzed head. "I'll be back. Look after your mother so she doesn't explode." "If she does can I film it?" "Absolutely." "Sweet. Later." The tall brunet walked around the couch and grabbed his jacket. "It's been a pleasure meeting you." Said my mother kindly. "The pleasure is mine ma'am. I suspect we'll be seeing each other again." "We'll see." Said my father, but when the CEO gave him a narrowed look, he said nothing else. "Later Wheeler. Mai."

"Bye hon!" Called the blonde woman from her spot on the couch with my cousin and I. The minute my parents stepped out it almost felt as if the air in the house got lighter. I gave a deep sigh and sagged against the back of the couch. "What a mess." I looked at my son. "Go get ready for bed. I'll be up to check on you in a bit." "Kay." The boy pressed a kiss to my cheek and headed for the stairs. I touched it and gave a look to my cousin. "You saw that too right? I didn't hallucinate?" Mai grinned. "Wonder where he could have gotten such a habit?" I rolled my eyes. "Please." "Nah, I think she's right." Said Joey, kicking his feet up on my coffee table. "Weird as it is to see Kaiba happy, he's doin' alright..." My brows flicked up and his hands came out peacefully. "Hey, I had my doubts okay? But he did raise Mokuba, and that kid turned out okay. Gotta be doin' somethin' right." I sighed. "That's true I suppose... Still, I can't help but worry." "About what?" Asked Mai. "Well, about fucking it up. I'm pretty good at it." I grunted, tugging my hair out of it's pony tail. "I worry what could happen if he and I don't work out. I'm scared he'll run and leave Gabe high and dry. Or worse." "What worse?" Asked Joey with a frown. "He'll take him... I put all that down when I told him, but I'm terrified of it." I said with a frown. "He's got every right... I don't know a judge that would grant him full custody, but-" "Have you talked about it with him?" Asked the other woman. "He told me he's not going anywhere... I believe him. Now that he knows Gabe, I genuinely think he wants to be a father." "But?" She pressed. "You remember how he was... He could get mean and downright hateful when he was mad..." "Yeah, but so could you." Said Joey. "Listen, I'm not a member of the Seto Kaiba fan club, but the dude's chilled out a lot. Even since the wedding... and I think if you're that worried about what could happen if you guys don't work out... you should tell him." "Well I mean-" "No. Like, talk about it Charlie..." He gave me a knowing look. "Kaiba's a smart guy. He won't get mad at you for looking out for your kid. And if he does..." He shrugged. "Fuck him. Probably not a good idea to date." "That's true..." I sighed before getting up. "I should go check on Gabe. I'll be back."