"Who are you, and what the hell have you done with my daughter?" Jou pointed an accusing finger at Keiko who was sitting with Hathor, Ai and Hotaru.

"I'm strange, sorry " Keiko replied in English making the blond man's eye twitch.

"Seto! What the hell have you done to my daughter?" Jou shouted into the next room where his husband was.

"What do you mean by that? I didn't do anything to her." Seto looked over his newspaper.

"She's speaks fucking English! When the hell did she learn that?" Jou glared at the brunet.

"I suppose in school, they do teach things like that." Seto commented.

"In year seven?" Jou questioned.

Seto grinned at the blond, "It could happen."

"Seto!"


"Hathor, what are you doing?" Yami questioned his daughter who was going quietly down the steps.

"Papa! Uh, nothing, just getting a glass of water. Hehe, I'm not getting out of this one am I?" Hathor gave her father a hopeful smile.

"Depends, where were you going?" Yami raised an eyebrow when their daughter poked her index fingers together.

"Well, you see, that's a good question actually and I suppose it deserves a good answer,"

"Hathor."

"I was going over to Hotaru's damn it!"

"Get back to bed, your Uncle Bakura will kill you if you disturb him and Ryou." Yami watched his only daughter scuff her feet against the carpeted staircase before going back to her room.

"Damn kids." Yami muttered before going to his own room.


"Ai's over." Bakura stated from inside the car.

"How do you figure?" Ryou questioned as he pulled the keys out of the ignition.

"One, her bike is hidden in the shrubs, two, her magic is all over the house." Bakura pointed over to the bushes where only a bit of the back tire could be seen.

"Oh. I just hope she doesn't try to escape through the window again."

"Shit." Hotaru cursed lightly.

"What is it?" Ai asked her girlfriend from the bed.

"Mama and Dad are home."

"What!? Shit, where're my pants?" Ai ran around grabbing her clothes before going to the window.

"Ai! Use the front door!" Ryou shouted upstairs when they heard Hotaru's window open. The two ring-bearers watched the Egyptian jump the steps and rush out the door in a tan blur.

"Warn us next time you and Ai decide to have a get together." Bakura shouted to his daughter, who was at the time grinning like a Cheshire cat.


"Mr. Kaiba, I think you should go look at your daughter, she seems a bit, out of it." An elderly woman got the attention of Seto. He looked over to where his children were. Currently, Akira was holding Keiko in his lap while rubbing her back.

"Excuse me," he said to the other clients whom he had been talking with.

"Dad, she's got a fever." Akira said as he rubbed his sister's back some more.

"Shit, that isn't good." Seto leaned over and felt his daughter's forehead and then looked at her sapphire eyes; they were taking that amber tinge they got when she was sick and were glazed over.

"I'll be ok. I can last the night." Keiko murmured before leaning her head on her brother's chest again.

"Call the limo, tell them you need a ride now. Tell your Papa to call Dr. Donahue." Seto handed over his cell phone to Akira who nodded before handing his sister a glass of water. (1)


Ok, that's some of the deleted scenes that were in the original version but never made it. That final one was basically to show that Seto cares for his kids, especially his daughter whom, if I choose to restart this, will be taking over Kaiba Corp. after he retires.

1 Oh yes, Dr. Donahue, if any of you have read or heard on the news about the band that turned down the offer to play for the President. You're reading the story of one of those students! I'm glad we didn't go; I wasn't going to go in the first place anyway, besides, I was sick so it didn't matter.

Anyway, I know I said this was complete buuuuut; a good story can never end! Especially one of these stories. Thanks people for reviewing last time! I'm going to work on 'Meant To Be eventually, I'm working on it at school, when I should be.... working.... hehehe, if I fail I'm blaming my mother for encouraging me to write.

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