If I Could Do It Again

I've had this idea for a while since I couldn't really think of a reason for Seto to get pregnant. Sure the Egyptian magic like that would be a good excuse, but then my imagination took over and I liked it even more :D

Warnings: Joey/Seto, which means the two are in a relationship, but its not straight out of high school, they've matured and have been with each other for a bit, ups and downs evening out into an even flow. Ocs; I've added some original characters, but don't be scared! They're not Mary Sues.

Prologue:

A young boy of about 9 bit his lip in the darkness, watching his sister move around the bed, working on tying the sheets together tight. He sat cross legged, hands on his ankles, his dark brown hair mussed up from sleeping only a couple minutes before. His sister was about 12 with short cut dirty blond hair, she seemed determined to get the sheets tied tight.

"Don't worry, Peter," She said confidently, pulling the knot tight on one sheet, and then testing to see if it was tight enough. "We'll get out of here this time." She was satisfied with the last knot and gathered a large bundle of sheets together in her arms, every foot or so, an uneven knot tied. "Then we'll live off the land and find a circus ta join," She threw the bundle of sheets out an open window and looked over the sill, watching it flutter down into a long rope, the other end tied to one of the rickety mettle framed beds, that squeaked every time you moved. "Then I'll be a lion trainer and you can be a clown." Peter made a face and the girl, Tessa, looked at him "Hey, clowns are very important, don't squash the idea before you try it."

Tessa pulled on the sheets to make sure it would stay, and then swung her leg out the window. Peter's eyes widened and he made an alarmed sound, making his sister look back at him. "Come on Pete, it's the only way out. That bitch is always locking the doors, so we just got to climb out." Tessa looked back out the window, where she was on the third floor. Peter gingerly got up and went over to the window, resting his hands on the sill. Tessa grinned at him. "Don't worry, look here," She pulled up the end of the sheets and showed him she was tying it around her middle. "See, if I slip, I won't hit the ground, and I won't get hurt." Peter still looked uncertain, but his sister ignored the worried gaze, swinging her other leg over the sill, holding onto the sheets tight.

"When I get down, do the same as me" She said, maneuvering so that she turned around, sliding down the wall; only holding onto the sheet and window sill. "We'll be out of here in no time." Peter only watched helplessly as she slowly scaled down the wall, her shoes slipping against the chipped painting on the building a few times, but she eventually made it to the brown patched grass safely. Only then did Peter let out the breath he'd been silently holding. Tessa quickly untied her self and quickly fashioned a slip loop so her brother could tie himself the same way she had. Hesitantly, Peter dragged the rope back up and secured the sheets around him like his sibling did and slowly climbed down. When he was almost to the bottom, Tessa caught him in her arms and helped him down, untying him as soon as his feet touched down.

They were both quiet for a minute, listening for anything. But they heard nothing, and Tessa grinned at her brother.

"See, told ya so" She said happily, giving a victory sign "We're as good as--"

"Grounded, Miss. Tessa" Both children jumped, turning around to looking in the face of a rather wrinkly old woman. The old woman scowled, and it was twice as scary to the kids as it would be to an adult.

"M-Mrs. Dosh" Tessa stuttered "We- er, we were just..."

"You were just trying to run away when you are supposed to be sleeping." The old woman scoffed, waving a rolled up news paper dangerously in Tessa's face, "Dirty little vix, this is the 5th time this week you've tried to run, now get back inside before I get the paddle." Tessa stood her ground as the paper was waved in her face, and for its flimsy look, she knew the woman could make it hurt, but she glared coldly back at Mrs. Dosh. Peter clang to his sister's waist, his face buried in her shirt. Mrs. Dosh soon grew impatient and whacked Tessa's back, making her jump forward, heading quickly towards the door, ushering her brother in front of her so he was shielded from any whack that the woman would make at them. Mrs. Dosh followed them and shut the door to the building harshly, a wooden sign on the door clanking from the vibration. The sign was scuffed and the once professional carved letters were scratched and worn away by the elements. It read: "Domino Orphanage"

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