Disclaimer: I do not own…hmm…..Sivan Oekaki..that belongs to Key..I do not own Super Stop and Shop (What a company, I bet they were still making big bucks even through the depression. We peoples gots to have our food!). I do not own The Black Blade, that belongs to Eric Lustbader and some publisher people who I'm too lazy to name because the book is downstairs…and I'm upstairs…what's wrong with this WHOLE scenario? (P.S. Author's notes are at the bottom)

            //I'm going to be a father after all my time being a mother. I have to admit it's an interesting change from what I'm used to, but I think I'll live. It's been an interesting week and Seto has developed this strange habit for trying to complete random things. Although, he's practically a super genius so he completes things way to fast to keep himself occupied. In one day he learned how to oekaki [*] (and bought himself a tablet), crochet, draw roses, and make fondue. I can see him eating different things in fondue, making scarves, hats and sweaters with her crochet set, and occasionally checking his favorite oekaki board, Sivan Oekaki, to see if anyone commented on his rose still-life picture.

            At this point I'm not very sure who will get the last laugh. Me, because I get to see Seto give birth, or her, because she'll put me in that sweater she's making that suspiciously looks like a straightjacket?//

            Yami sat in the front foyer of the Kaiba Mansion; his nose buried in the book "The Black Blade". He had just reached the part where Wolf was having a serious flashback of his grandfathers when Seto's voice rang through the house...err..mansion.

"Yami! Can you go out and get me some more strawberries? I ran out and I still have some fondue left!" Yami's left eye twitched for the fifteenth time that morning as he marked his page in the book. Not only was the strawberry Seto's Fruit of Choice, but fondue went along with it.

            Seto had woken up at seven in the morning (even when the doctor said to sleep late), walked groggily to the kitchen, and proceeded to make about three pots of white chocolate fondue. Yami woke up an hour later to see Seto at the computer, in their room. She was eating anything from toast to apples in the fondue, and looking up the recipe for Chili Chicken Chimichangas.

"Seto, what are you doing?" Yami asked in vain, more than a little groggy. Seto seemed eternally at that moment, and jumped over to him in sugar-induced speed. Yami was suddenly reminded of Mokuba after one too many caramel apple pops. Cuddling next to him, she began licking fondu off her hands in an incredibly innocent way.

"I got up very early this morning and made three pots of white chocolate fondue. (hormones suddenly kick in on overdrive)Maybe we could have some later?" In her last sentence, her voice lowered considerably into a downright seductive tone. Needless to say, Yami couldn't wait. But now, Yami was grabbing the keys (he wouldn't call Belinda for such a menial thing and Seto DID teach him how to drive) and yelling to Seto that he would be back in a few minutes.

            Yami drove down small and mindless streets, having a set path as to where he was going, but not consciously aware of what he was doing. His mind was elsewhere, probably thinking about the current situation in more detail than he had since it began. 'Seto is a girl,' he thought idily, turning the corner onto Greenfield Street. 'Seto; stoic and "I don't give a shit about anyone but Mokuba's *and Yami's* welfare", was now hormone driven and acting completely out of character. Oh well,' Yami put on as an afterthought,' at least she hasn't completely changed. She can still put Joey and Bakura COMBINED to shame when she curses out telemarketers.' And with that final thought, Yami turned into the parking lot for "Super Stop and Shop".

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            Yami was walking down the fruits isle, hoping to find some ripe strawberries for Seto, when a hand tapped him on the shoulder. Turning around abruptly enough to upset a display, he came face to face* with Mai Kujaku*.

"Hello, Oh Clumsy One," Mai greeted, more than a bit of humor lacing her voice. As a matter of fact, in about ten seconds, she would burst out laughing as Yami scrambled to pick up the fallen packages of strawberries, while examining each one to see if they were good enough to eat. Yami simply turned up and glared at her.

"You try having Ms. I-Need-Something-To-Do-Yet-Can't-Go-Out-And-Get-My-Own-Groceries at home, and see how coordinated you are. As a matter of fact, I've been doing all the small errands because she really can't be seen outside that often." Yami stated, throwing a pack of the red fruit into the basket regardless of what it looked like. It was going to be dipped in fondue anyway so it really didn't matter if there was a bruise here or there.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Mai stated, not enjoying Yami's snippy attitude at all. It's not as if he was having a visit from the red fiend, so what should be be so uptight about? A quick look into her cart made her realize that it was her time to be snippy and crave attention, and that's just what she was going to do.

"It wasn't the wrong side of the bed that I woke up on. It was the fact that the occupant of the other side of the bed was currently eating about 8 pounds of white chocolate fondue." Yami sighed, standing back up and moving down the isle to see if he could find any ripe mangos for himself. Alas, Stop and Shop never had any ripe ones, and he was forced to pick up the Granny Smith Apples for his weekly treat.

"Well, you know, she is pregnant. She's allowed to do those kinds of things. Granted, you were a bit more…stable. Why she's so off balance, I have no bloody idea." Something inside Mai made her stress the word bloody, unbeknownst to her (If you can't tell what's wrong with Mai yet..then….just keep reading *sigh).

They walked together down the isles, occasionally picking up something and moving in relative silence. Suddenly, Yami looked to Mai with a questioning look on his face.

"Mai, I know this is weird, but when I was pregnant, I know I had my mood swings, but not as bad as Seto's. I mean, she's somewhat the same, but her mood swings change her from being cold and stoic to more playful than Mokuba in the same sentence. Do you think something's wrong with her?" Mai looked at Yami with a completely amused look on her face. He was a girl for so long and yet he still hadn't realized the fact that pregnancy mood swings do more than just make you happy and sad.

"Yami, I don' think there's much to worry about. When you were pregnant, anger and sadness came, but so did past feelings that you pretty much forgot about. Like, the hidden maternal instinct you got during your fifth month, where everything would remind you of babies, even a bottle of Windex. Remember that? Maybe Seto is just going through a phase where her hormones are making her giddy and secluded, or maybe the baby is just making her think about the years when Seto was a child. You never know, but these phases usually wear out, so Seto may just one day become normal and never draw a rose again."

            Yami took this into careful consideration, knowing damn well that Mai was probably right.

"Alright Mai, I'll take you word for it this time. But if she starts wearing dresses and calling herself Sally, then I'll have to question your judgment." Both Mai and Yami laughed at this, knowing that it probably would never happen, but would be very entertaining to see.

"Don't worry, I'll doubt my own judgement as well. Just make sure that if she goes through a violent stage and she's more than five months into the pregnancy, then you stop her before she hurts herself or the baby." As a sidenote, Mai added, " And if she goes through a violent stage, make sure Bakura isn't there to provoke her." There was a small moment of silence over Yami's lost daughter as he reminisced about the moment of knowing that one of his children wouldn't be born. Shaking his head clear, Yami continued his cart down the isles, Mai behind him.

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I HAVE TO END THIS HERE! I AM SO SORRY THAT I HAVE BEEN GONE FOR SO LONG!!!! Sorry about the caps, but I think it was necessary. I have been gone for God knows how long, and half of this chapter has been sitting on my computer since the end of June. I'm really really sorry about not updating, but so much has been happening to me lately. Not to mention that on some days during the summer, I have more things to do before noon that I have to do on an actual school day. Plus, everyone decided to throw a party and invite me to it, so I have hardly spent half the summer at home. And now, tomorrow, I'll probably be going to my friend's dad's house, so I won't be able to update for a few days if I don't update now. I know this is short, but I'm loosing a lot of inspiration, and I really really need some. I haven't even gotten the inspiration to write another story, and that's really sad. This is only HALF OF CHAPTER 5. I REPEAT, THERE WILL BE MORE OF CHAPTER 5 COMING OUT AS SOON AS I CAN GET MY LAZY ASS UP TO WRITE SOME MORE. Not only that, I'm pulling most of the things in my story out of my ass, so if it sounds like crap, I don't know what to say. The most I can say is that I'm dead tired, it's 10:03 at night, and I feel like I should have been in bed hours ago. How pitiful is that? Anyway, I hope you can all forgive me for being so foolish and late. And if this chapter sucks, then I'm REALLY REALLY sorry. P.S This chapter has not been spell checked as I am TOO LAZY to do that. I'll do it later. Oh, and also, I'm looking for a beta reader. Maybe if I know that someone will be waiting to pre-read my stories, it will give me some incentive to write something half decent once and a while.

Well, au revoir all, and I'm really trying my best to get this all out. I just need to be able to get some time to myself when I'm not sweating like a dog or over someone's house. Maybe I can do this while I'm babysitting if I can get permission to use the computers………