Chapter 8-B: It's just a dream, right?

Dream

"Big brother, what are you doing there? Let's play inside."

Seto found himself standing in the garden of his mansion just in time to see a little boy run to the said garden and talk with another lad. 'Who are they and what are they doing in my house?' he asked himself as he listened to their conversation.

"Shh, Ryuuji. I'm making sure things go out as planned so be quiet," the older of the two (he assumed) answered.

"Can I help? Please let me help, big brother, I promise I'll be quiet," the other boy, who Seto assumed was between the ages of 4 to 6, pleaded.

Seto crept behind them, taking a look at their faces. The older one looked almost exactly like Yami, with his golden bangs and purple-crimson orbs. However, any crimson streaks were unseen, only jet-black hair. And like Yami, he brought with him an aura of regality, if that was even present in such a young boy.

He turned to look at the younger boy and was convinced to find out that the other one, well; the boy looks familiar with soft cerulean blue eyes. But like his older brother, Ryuuji had black hair.

Just then, Yami and Mokuba's voices echoed in the hall as Ryuuji immediately stood in alarm and ran towards the two to stop them from going to the garden. "Uncle Mokuba, Daddy Yami, you can't go this way, or else," he said as the two elders lightly chuckled after receiving a threatening (and adorable) glare (and) pout from the boy.

"What are you up to, Ryuuji?" Yami asked, bending a knee so that he can stare at the other suspiciously, though they all know he was just playing along.

Ryuuji shook his head, "I'm not up to something, daddy, I promise," he said innocently. Seto watched the pharaoh ruffle the boy's hair and said, "Okay. I'm looking for your brother, have you seen him?" Ryuuji shook his head, "No, daddy, but you should try looking at our room," he answered. "Thank you, Ryuuji," Yami answered as they went inside.

Ryuuji smirked triumphantly, reminding Seto of himself and ran towards his brother, who was sheepishly hiding behind a tree and told him what he did.

Seto paused for a while. The two boys were obviously Yami's sons, no doubt, but who was the other parent? Now he wasn't sure if the other parent was a man or a female and why were there in his mansion? Perhaps Mokuba invited them over. Mahado was nowhere to be seen so where is the guy? Why did Ryuuji somehow looked like him, minus the black hair? What exactly is going on?

The executive went inside of the mansion, looking for Yami when on cue he heard their voices in the living room. Assuming his brother was talking to Yami, he went to the said room, eavesdropping in their conversation.

"I'm so glad you finally are together, Yami," Mokuba said. Seto saw the pharaoh smile before answering, "Me too. Although I have to admit, I didn't think we had a chance. I thought he was just my friend but I eventually realized I was in-love with him from the beginning."

"To be honest, I did fell in-love with Mahado but when he died, my love for him, I think at the same time died with him," Yami added.

Seto was stunned, if it wasn't Mahado, then who were Yami and Mokuba talking about?

"Father, you're back!" a child's voice caused him to turn around, proof that somebody already found him, as he fell to his back with two familiar boys on top of him. They embraced Seto, "We've been waiting all day, daddy," Ryuuji said as the two boys let go of him.

Yami and Mokuba chuckled as they walked over the CEO. Yami offered a hand, "You're home. We were just talking about you, you know," Yami said before helping Seto stand up. "Me?" Seto asked, putting two by two. How did this happen? Gods, how he wished everything in this dream would come true. But before anyone could shed some answers, the two boys already dragged them to the garden where their surprise was waiting.

"Happy 6th wedding anniversary, Daddy Seto, Daddy Yami!" the boys chorused. Yami chuckled before kissing the surprised CEO, "I love you, Seto," he said.

End of Dream

Seto awoke from his dream and stared at the ceiling, the dream replaying itself on his mind. He was surprised but there's no denying that it was nice to feel Yami's lips on his, know that Yami was his to cherish and protect. There was no denying that he wanted the dream to be a reality, to have Yami for his own for all eternity.

Sighing as his alarm clock rang at 4:00 AM, he rose from bed, ready to face yet another day, with the dream fresh on his mind.

Later that morning, Mokuba, though surprised to see a smile instead of a scowl on his brother's face, left for school with his own smile, knowing his brother would end the day in high spirits; like he used to.