Chapter 8
After nearly an hour Kali came to Sugoroku, a smile on her face. "Yami made it through! He's lost a lot of blood, but he's going to be just fine!"
Sugoroku felt a wave of relief. "And the baby?"
"A little small, but perfectly healthy. Would you like to come see him?" Kali asked, gesturing the way she had come.
The elder nodded excitedly. "Of course!"
The two made their way down the hall, and Sugoroku was able to see Yugi through the glass. He was silent, staring around with large violet eyes, watching the nurses and doctors milling around him.
The elder Moto smiled, blinking back tears. "Wonderful…"
"It'll be a few days until you'll get to hold him. He's a preemie, so we'll keep him under observation for a bit, just in case." Kali said, brushing some of her red hair behind an ear.
"Oh, I understand. May I go see Yami now?" Sugoroku asked, turning away from the glass.
Kali nodded. "He hasn't woken yet, but you can sit with him. Follow me."
Yami was a little pale, but he seemed okay. Sugoroku sat by the bed, pulling out a book and opening it. Kali carefully adjusted a few of the machines hooked to Yami, and then turned to leave.
"I'm going to go help them with the baby, I'll be back soon."
Sugoroku looked up as Kali left, the door going shut. He looked then to Yami, a smile coming to his face. "You did it Yami; Yugi's going to be just fine. He's beautiful." The elder Moto sniffled slightly. "I'm so proud of you, my boy."
Yami dragged himself out of sleep, clawing his way into consciousness. He wanted to see Yugi, know if he was okay…
His crimson eyes fluttered open to see Sugoroku's violet eyes. The elder man smiled. "Yami, my boy, wonderful to see you awake! You've been asleep for two days!"
Yami nearly had a heart attack. "Two days?.! What happened, where's Yugi?.!"
Sugoroku made a claming gesture. "Easy, Yugi's fine. There was a problem and you lost a lot of blood, but everything's fine." He grinned. "Would you like to see him?"
"God yes."
It was then that Yami heard a small sound from the corner. There was a bassinet there, and Yami's eyes grew wide as he watched Sugoroku lift a squirming bundle of blankets.
As Yugi was laid in his arms Yami felt his heart stop. Large violet eyes locked with his, and Yugi let out one of those baby cooing sounds. A smile came to his tiny face and he reached out, wrapping small fingers around Yami's hospital gown.
Tears flowed in streams down Yami's face, and he clutched Yugi carefully to him, sobbing gently. He felt Yugi's hand clench tighter in his gown, and then a whimper came from the baby.
//Yami?//
/God Yugi, I missed seeing your face!/ Yami sobbed, leaning back to stroke Yugi's cheek. /Your smile…/
After a few minutes Yami calmed down, stemming the flow of his tears. He simply held Yugi to his chest while the child cooed faintly, his fingers locked in Yami's gown.
"Why was he in the room?" Yami asked softly, looking to Sugoroku.
That got a chuckle out of the elder. "He wouldn't stop screaming until they brought him near you." He laughed again. "They just didn't understand it."
Yami laughed, looking into Yugi's eyes. The baby smiled almost smugly. //I wanted my yami.//
Yami chuckled again, gently kissing Yugi's forehead. After he did he was caught in a yawn, which confused him. "How can I possibly be tired?"
Sugoroku chuckled. "You've got a right to be tired, you've been through a lot. Let me have Yugi, you get some rest."
Yami reluctantly surrendered the child, lying back on the bed. He fell asleep nearly as soon as his head hit the pillow.
"Daddy!"
Yami chuckled, looking up from his book. "Yes, sweetheart?"
Yugi waved his arms from where he sat amidst his blankets in his crib, wanting to be picked up.
Yami smiled, standing and picking up his small son. Even though they were yami and hikari, this whole experience had changed their relationship and they had become father and son.
Balancing the one and a half year old on his hip, Yami made his way down the hall and into the small living room. Sugoroku looked up as they came in, a smile crossing his face.
"There are my favorite boys!"
Yugi laughed happily. "Pa! Pa!"
Yami smiled, passing the giggling child to the elder. Yugi couldn't quite get 'grandpa' out yet, so he called Sugoroku 'Pa.'
The cute child had names for everyone, in fact. Joey was 'Joe', Mokuba was 'Mokie', Tea was 'T' (which she found incredibly adorable), Ryou was shortened to 'Ry' (which he loved), and Bakura was made 'Kura' (which he hated). The one they had all got a laugh out of was Seto, which had been shortened to his Egyptian self's name, Set.
Yami loved his new name the most, though. He had become Daddy. Yugi had only called him by name once; it had been his first word.
"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!"
Yami was snapped out of his thoughts, focusing on the child in his lap. "What is it, sweetheart?"
"K, Daddy?" Yugi asked, tilting his head and patting little hands on Yami's cheek. Even though Yugi could still use the mind link, he preferred to speak, and he knew Yami liked to hear his voice.
Yami smiled, carefully bouncing his knees to make Yugi giggle. "I was just thinking, sweetie, I'm fine."
There was a knock and Yugi looked up with a smile on his tiny face as he spotted the gang in the stairwell. "Kura!"
This made the spirit of the Ring growl softly, but other than that he made no indicator that it bothered him. "Hey squirt."
Yami found Yugi plucked from his grasp as Ryou took the child, bouncing him playfully. "Hi Yugi, how have you been?"
Yugi laughed happily at the motions, but couldn't respond to Ryou's question. Yami chuckled, his crimson eyes shimmering with happiness and laughter.
Though things had been changed, life went on, and things couldn't be better.
I'm not sure if I'm going to write an epilogue, but I might instead write an actual sequel. As of right now, this story is complete, but if you folks do want a sequel, you'll need to help me out a little. Give me some ideas. I know that I want it to go through Yugi's growing up years, but I don't really know what to do with it other than really cute fluffy moments. It would be plotless, and I don't want to post something like that. Give me ideas, and I shall write. In the mean time, thanks for reading!
