Yami signed the papers and looked at the girl. "You sure YOU shouldn't adopted her Ryou?" he said nervously. He really wasn't ready for a child.

The small girl sitting on Ryou's lap stared at Yami. She just stared. Didn't say a word. Just stared. The man behind the desk smiled cheerfully. "She'll start talking once you two leave, I'll bet. she just dislikes me a great deal. She's shy around kids but she's a chatterbox. Have a nice day," he said happily, straightening the papers.

Yami nodded, and began walking out. He held the door for his love as Ryou stood, carrying the girl, and stepped outside.

She kept her arms around Ryou's neck, staring at Yami. Finally, after almost ten minutes of complete silence, she spoke. "You have stupid hair," she informed Yami loudly.

Yami looeked at her for a moment, then turned to Ryou. "Told you ya should've adopted her."

"Now Kayla, that's not nice," Ryou said softly, shifting her in his arms.

Kayla looked away from Yami to Ryou with a small sniffle. "But he does... It's all different colors. Like... Like he got his head stucks in paints jars or somethin'..."

Ryou surpressed a giggle. "Yes, but he's twenty three. I'm sure he knows that by now." Ryou paused mischeiviously. "And, it also looks like he stuck a fork in a light socket."

"Hey!"

Ryou laughed softly and pulled up two more fingers. "That's five, sweet heart."

Yami crossed his arms. "You should keep it."

She shook her head, and held up three again. "Not-uh."

They ignored her.

"Oh, so she's an IT now?"

"No, that's not what I meant-"

"What DID you mean then?"

Kayla looked alarmed when they began to argue and she started to wail.

They stopped immediatly and looked at her.

She continued wailing, clinging to Ryou.

Ryou began rocking her.

Kayla calmed down quickly, but she stared at Yami. "He don't like me..."

Yami looked shocked. "No! I, uh... I just..."

"Yami's not very good with kids," Ryou said. He leaned in and whispered in her ear. "He's afraid of them."

Kayla giggled again, rubbing her nose on her sleeve. "I don't bite. ... I think?"

Ryou laughed. "Here Yami, why don't you hold Kayla to get used to her?" Ryou said, holding out the girl.

Yami blinked visibly. "Is it okay with her?" he said hesitantly.

Kayla gave Ryou a forlorn look then held her hands out to Yami. Of course, she gave Yami a look first, but she smiled at him after that.

Yami slowly took her and held her to his smooth, black fabric-covered chest. Yes, he was dressed in his usual chains, buckles and studs.

Kayla immediately suggled into him and settled where she was, her arms around his neck. "...You gots really stupid hair. But you comfy," she mumbled. It was her, albiet strange, way of apologizing for her earlier comment.

And her stomach rumbled.

He blinked. "Uh, thanks?" Ryou giggled.

"See, it's not so bad having a kid, Yami."

"I'm hungry," she declared as her stomach rumbled again.

"To the diner then!" Ryou declared, and they headed off.