Hicky: Did you all know I wrote all of chapter 39 at school, and most of 40... and now I'm starting 41... I swear, although it's finals time, we're doing $hït-ä!!.

Trent: Hicky you idiot!

Hicky: What? What did I do?

Trent: We decided not to do anymore disclaimers because we already had 37, now 39 chapters of them, and we did them in the last two updates.

Hicky: Oh, right. I forgot... okay, no more disclaimers... ENJOY!!

A Caring Chaos



Luster and Gaia were walking hand in hand down the second floor hall. They talked about this and that and snuck in a few flirty remarks. By the time they had gotten to Luster's room they were all over each other.

Luster pulled away from Gaia's roaming hands. "I have to see if Chaos is in there- Gaia stop!"

Gaia chuckled and complied. He waited while Luster opened the door and peeked in. He walked up behind Luster and wrapped his hands around his waist. "So, is he in there?"

Luster straightened up so his back was right against Gaia chest. "Yes... I think he's sleeping..."

Gaia sighed and rested his chin on Luster's shoulder.

"Oh stop it, we were just messing around in your room. Can't you keep your hands off me for two minutes"

"No," Gaia pouted.

"Well, I'm going to go into my room, and you're going to-"

"Come in and make a lot of noise to wake Chaos up?"

"No, you're going to turn around and held off to do something else."

Gaia sighed again and turned his head to kiss Luster's neck. "Whatever you say." He un-snaked his arms and turned to go, and after hearing the door shut he started off, head hung slightly.

Luster walked over to a chair and sat down. Dark had explained what Yami and he were planning to do, which was the reason he had to leave. He looked over at the sleeping Chaos and wondered if it had worked. He wondered if Chaos would wake up and be alright, or if nothing would change.

Celtic squirmed in his sleep, moving around under Chaos's protective arm. He grabbed onto the mage's hand and held it tightly as he drifted back into a deeper sleep.

Luster hadn't noticed he was staring at the sleeping mage until his gaze shifted to a bit of movement. Luster watched as Chaos's arm moved, and stayed as if it were over something. Luster got up out of the chair and circled around to the opposite side of Chaos's bed. There was Chaos, eyes closed and peaceful; his arm was draped over a little bundle of black. Luster tried to get a better look at what this little bundle was. He leaned to both sides and over the bed, but still he couldn't make it out. He tried one more time, determined to find out what Chaos was holding. His determination earned him a face full of sheets.

The sudden jolt woke Celtic up fast and he spun around to clutch tightly at Chaos's robe. He started to cry and called to make Chaos wake up, "Cows! Cows!"

It only took a second for Chaos to be wide awake. He looked down at Celtic's watery eyes and tear dampened cheeks. He sat up and brought Celtic into his lap. He rested the little warrior's head against his robed body and whispered to him. "Shhh, shhh, it's okay, shhhh, what's the matter?"

"Big tump," Celtic whimpered.

"A big thump?" Chaos asked only to have Celtic nod in reply. "What could have caused that?" Chaos asked sweetly as he began a quick servey of the room. His eyes soon met with Luster's, gazing up at him in awe and shock. "Luster, what are you doing?"

"I think I should be asking you that... and what the bloody hell is that?" Luster asked pointing at the little elf.

Chaos smiled down at Celtic. "It's Celtic, Dark's Celtic..."

Luster got up, becoming more shocked by the moment. "Alright... I can't believe this. You have a baby in you lap, who is supposedly Celtic, whom you raped... and not only that... you actually said he was Dark's!"

"Luster calm down, you're hurting his little ears," Chaos said as he ran his thumb over one.

Luster gaped at the scene going on before his eyes. He couldn't believe any of it, from Celtic being a baby to Chaos being nice.

"Look Celtic, Luster's making a stupid face, isn't he?"

Celtic looked up and giggled.

"Oh my gods... it is Celtic."

"Of coarse it is. Why would I lie?" Chaos asked as he started to bounce Celtic on his lap.

"Why did you turn him into a baby?" Luster asked still very stunned.

"N-n-noa-oa-oa-ot ba-a-a-ay-b-b-be-ee-ee," Celtic said as he bounced up and down.

"That's right. You're a big boy, aren't you?"

Celtic giggled in reply.

"Chaos! Why did you do this?"

"I didn't," Chaos said as he stopped bouncing the baby and looked up at Luster. "Someone else did. I'm looking after him until they find a solution."

Celtic looked around confused, and tried to bounce a few times. He then gave up and rested against Chaos again.

"Why isn't Dark looking after him?"

"How should I know... Some little blue mage came to the door and asked me to look after him, Celtic I mean, and so I did."

"A little blue mage?" Luster asked sceptically.

"Yes Luster, a little blue mage. I'm not making this up. Here's living proof," He stated holding Celtic up towards Luster.

"A-hee," Celtic said.

Luster walked to the closest chair and sat down. "It's just a little hard to believe... and there's so many different possibilities and questions... Such as, do you expect the little mage to come back and fix this anytime soon?"

"I don't mind waiting a while," Chaos said as he brought Celtic back and cradled him in his arms.

Luster stared again. "I have another question... where you a women in Ancient Egypt?!"

"Don't be silly," Chaos said as he rocked Celtic back and forth.

"Right, because you don't have any maternal instincts..."

"Well of coarse I have. I was the first born in my family; then my father died. Five years after his death my mother found another man, who gave her three children. And then he left. So, at the age of nine, I began looking after my siblings, and I did so until I was sent away to become a mage at the age of twelve."

Luster blinked after the little history lesson was over. "Wow, that sounds like a very tough life."

"It was, but Dark was there. He helped me through everything," Chaos looked down at Celtic. 'I loved him, but he never felt those feelings for me. He loved you Celtic, and he still does...' Chaos thought quietly in his mind. He held Celtic close to him. He could feel the tears starting to form behind his closed eyes. No one had ever love him, or depended on him. No one had ever cared how he felt; only how he preformed, or how he looked.

Sure his mother had loved him, but she ended up becoming so depressed and introverted that no one knew how she felt. His sisters had loved him because they were his sisters; they had to love him. But no one else. No one had looked deep into his eyes, and said those three little words.

Celtic seemed to feel a bit of Chaos's sorrow and he looked up only to have a tear splash onto his nose. And then he started to cry too.

Hicky: Awwww, it's so sad!

Rae: But you have a little solution! snickers

Leebub: Oh yesh! joins Rae in snickering

Hicky: But who oh who could it be? the three girls snicker

Trent: Why don't you guys (reviewers) take some wild guesses?