Kaiba glanced up from his book, seeing Bakura staring longingly at the "day care" corner where the dolls were turned off for class. He could tell that the other boy wasn't paying attention to anything, especially when the bell rang and he didn't move. With a small scowl, Kaiba rose and joined the rest of the class getting their "children" back.
He smirked slightly as Jounouchi couldn't tell for a while which doll was his and had to have Honda pick out their "son." After taking Amane out of her place in the line of dolls, he went back to his seat to get Bakura and go home.
The paler boy was slowly packing up his books, not looking up as Kaiba approached. "I'm sorry about earlier," he said quietly.
Kaiba snorted and picked up his own bag, leading the way out with the doll held safely in one arm.
Bakura followed, eyes downcast. "I'll see you tomorrow, Kaiba-kun," he bowed before turning to head home, shoulders slumped.
Kaiba growled and grabbed Bakura's arm, pushing him out to the limo.
The boy startled, looking alarmed and mildly frightened. "Ka--Kaiba-kun....?"
The driver took Amane without comment and settled the doll in a makeshift child seat while Kaiba pushed Bakura into the limo and pursued him, pinning him back against the seat.
Bakura gasped slightly, looking up at Kaiba through his bangs unsurely, breath coming quickly.
With an almost defiant glare, Kaiba kissed Bakura forcefully.
The boy gave a small muted sound, eyes closing as his hands tensed slightly against the leather underneath him. Kaiba's hands skimmed under Bakura's uniform as his tongue pressed for entry into the boy's mouth, the paler boy relaxing as he opened to Kaiba's advances. One hand left Bakura's body to lower the seat and Kaiba lay on top of Bakura proprietorially, the paler boy making a small sound, eyes opening slightly to look up at Kaiba, who held him tightly, nail's skimming the boy's skin. Bakura arched, breaking the kiss to gasp, eyes closing once more as the sensations pushed aside his thoughts.
"Mine," Kaiba breathed into Bakura's ear.
The boy gave a hazy smile, fingers curling in the jacket of Kaiba's uniform.
"I have nothing worthless," Kaiba hissed, biting the other boy's neck before his hands began their work.
A while later, Kaiba smirked triumphantly, sitting back, still straddling a now spent Bakura's lap.
The paler boy's eyes opened slightly to smile up at Kaiba in blissful contentment and Kaiba leaned down, kissing Bakura hard, causing him to gave a small muffled sound, eyes closing again.
After a long moment they became aware that the limo had stopped and the driver was holding the door for them.
Bakura blushed deeply in embarrassment, weakly trying to pull his uniform closed.
Kaiba rose off the seat, taking the baby doll from the driver and leading the way into the mansion.
Face still red, Bakura followed, rebuttoning and smoothing down his uniform in tired embarrassment. He paused briefly, looking up in awe at the large home before bushing again and scurrying faster to catch up with Kaiba, eyes wide as he took in the sights around him.
Kaiba entered and went up to his office, making sure that Bakura followed him. He pushed the boy down onto the couch and handed him Amane. "I have work to do."
Bakura nodded, carefully taking the doll and cradling it, a small sad smile on his lips as he leaned back against the couch tiredly.
Kaiba sat down and began typing at the keyboard, not seeming to give Bakura or Amane another thought.
The paler boy sat, relaxing against the couch, gently rocking the doll in his arms, eyes distant and lost in thought.
He nearly jumped when the doll began crying and his eye went wide He began rocking it, trying to sooth it, his panic growing when the doll didn't respond. "What do I do?" he worried. "Kaiba-kun, what do I do, she won't stop crying!" He looked up in desperation at the boy, nearly clutching at the doll.
Kaiba rose with a scowl and walked over to the couch, plucking the doll from Bakura's arms. "She needs to be changed," he said almost immediately. Taking out the changing things from the baby care things they'd gotten at school, Kaiba swiftly put a new diaper on the baby and put the old one in the cleaning bin.
The pale haired boy looked down, looking ashamed, shoulders slumping. "Sorry..." he said softly.
When Amane immediately started crying again, Kaiba pushed her into Bakura's arms. "Hold her," he said to the startled boy.
Amane quieted quickly.
Bakura looked at her in wonder before looking up at Kaiba again. "She-- she stopped crying..." he said softly, cradling the doll.
"That's because she wanted to be held by you," Kaiba said gruffly, going back to his typing.
Bakura blinked, then gave a small smile, looking down at the doll again.
~~
Kaiba looked up from his work, noting that Bakura was starting to drift off to sleep, the baby doll still cradled in his arms.
"Bakura," he said sharply. "If you're going to go to sleep, put the baby down."
The boy startled to alertness. "Aa! S-Sorry!" he apologized, cringing slightly. "Whe--where should I...?" he asked timidly, holding the doll closely.
"Just put her down. And if you're planning on going to sleep you should go home. I'll call the car."
Bakura nodded. "I'm sorry," he said softly, gently placing the doll down on a couch pillow.
Amane began to cry as Bakura put her down, so Kaiba went to the couch and picked her up, holding her on his lap as he worked at the laptop.
Bakura looked at the doll a moment, expression mixed before giving a small sigh and retrieving his school bag.
Kaiba glanced after Bakura from the corner of his eye as the other boy was led out of the room. He looked down at the doll in his lap and gave a soft sigh, hugging it close with one arm briefly.
He smirked slightly as Jounouchi couldn't tell for a while which doll was his and had to have Honda pick out their "son." After taking Amane out of her place in the line of dolls, he went back to his seat to get Bakura and go home.
The paler boy was slowly packing up his books, not looking up as Kaiba approached. "I'm sorry about earlier," he said quietly.
Kaiba snorted and picked up his own bag, leading the way out with the doll held safely in one arm.
Bakura followed, eyes downcast. "I'll see you tomorrow, Kaiba-kun," he bowed before turning to head home, shoulders slumped.
Kaiba growled and grabbed Bakura's arm, pushing him out to the limo.
The boy startled, looking alarmed and mildly frightened. "Ka--Kaiba-kun....?"
The driver took Amane without comment and settled the doll in a makeshift child seat while Kaiba pushed Bakura into the limo and pursued him, pinning him back against the seat.
Bakura gasped slightly, looking up at Kaiba through his bangs unsurely, breath coming quickly.
With an almost defiant glare, Kaiba kissed Bakura forcefully.
The boy gave a small muted sound, eyes closing as his hands tensed slightly against the leather underneath him. Kaiba's hands skimmed under Bakura's uniform as his tongue pressed for entry into the boy's mouth, the paler boy relaxing as he opened to Kaiba's advances. One hand left Bakura's body to lower the seat and Kaiba lay on top of Bakura proprietorially, the paler boy making a small sound, eyes opening slightly to look up at Kaiba, who held him tightly, nail's skimming the boy's skin. Bakura arched, breaking the kiss to gasp, eyes closing once more as the sensations pushed aside his thoughts.
"Mine," Kaiba breathed into Bakura's ear.
The boy gave a hazy smile, fingers curling in the jacket of Kaiba's uniform.
"I have nothing worthless," Kaiba hissed, biting the other boy's neck before his hands began their work.
A while later, Kaiba smirked triumphantly, sitting back, still straddling a now spent Bakura's lap.
The paler boy's eyes opened slightly to smile up at Kaiba in blissful contentment and Kaiba leaned down, kissing Bakura hard, causing him to gave a small muffled sound, eyes closing again.
After a long moment they became aware that the limo had stopped and the driver was holding the door for them.
Bakura blushed deeply in embarrassment, weakly trying to pull his uniform closed.
Kaiba rose off the seat, taking the baby doll from the driver and leading the way into the mansion.
Face still red, Bakura followed, rebuttoning and smoothing down his uniform in tired embarrassment. He paused briefly, looking up in awe at the large home before bushing again and scurrying faster to catch up with Kaiba, eyes wide as he took in the sights around him.
Kaiba entered and went up to his office, making sure that Bakura followed him. He pushed the boy down onto the couch and handed him Amane. "I have work to do."
Bakura nodded, carefully taking the doll and cradling it, a small sad smile on his lips as he leaned back against the couch tiredly.
Kaiba sat down and began typing at the keyboard, not seeming to give Bakura or Amane another thought.
The paler boy sat, relaxing against the couch, gently rocking the doll in his arms, eyes distant and lost in thought.
He nearly jumped when the doll began crying and his eye went wide He began rocking it, trying to sooth it, his panic growing when the doll didn't respond. "What do I do?" he worried. "Kaiba-kun, what do I do, she won't stop crying!" He looked up in desperation at the boy, nearly clutching at the doll.
Kaiba rose with a scowl and walked over to the couch, plucking the doll from Bakura's arms. "She needs to be changed," he said almost immediately. Taking out the changing things from the baby care things they'd gotten at school, Kaiba swiftly put a new diaper on the baby and put the old one in the cleaning bin.
The pale haired boy looked down, looking ashamed, shoulders slumping. "Sorry..." he said softly.
When Amane immediately started crying again, Kaiba pushed her into Bakura's arms. "Hold her," he said to the startled boy.
Amane quieted quickly.
Bakura looked at her in wonder before looking up at Kaiba again. "She-- she stopped crying..." he said softly, cradling the doll.
"That's because she wanted to be held by you," Kaiba said gruffly, going back to his typing.
Bakura blinked, then gave a small smile, looking down at the doll again.
~~
Kaiba looked up from his work, noting that Bakura was starting to drift off to sleep, the baby doll still cradled in his arms.
"Bakura," he said sharply. "If you're going to go to sleep, put the baby down."
The boy startled to alertness. "Aa! S-Sorry!" he apologized, cringing slightly. "Whe--where should I...?" he asked timidly, holding the doll closely.
"Just put her down. And if you're planning on going to sleep you should go home. I'll call the car."
Bakura nodded. "I'm sorry," he said softly, gently placing the doll down on a couch pillow.
Amane began to cry as Bakura put her down, so Kaiba went to the couch and picked her up, holding her on his lap as he worked at the laptop.
Bakura looked at the doll a moment, expression mixed before giving a small sigh and retrieving his school bag.
Kaiba glanced after Bakura from the corner of his eye as the other boy was led out of the room. He looked down at the doll in his lap and gave a soft sigh, hugging it close with one arm briefly.