Title: I love you too.
Author: Blemery, Mrpointyhorns
Rating: PG-13
Pairing(s): S/J, B/R, YY/Y, MM/M/M, H/O
Beta: none
Spoilers: none

Warning: Mpreg, Yaoi

Summary: I decided to make a sequel. I know exactly what this is about even if it doesn't seem like it at times. And I'm sorry I mixed the Japanese version with the American one. Jou is Joey and Otogi is Otogi and so you see it's just all wrong. But it's AU anyway so ugh.

Joey forcefully gripped the bottom of his chair. He gritted his teeth together in anger. He knew his cheeks were burning red as he attempted to keep his cool.

Seto was much better at the act. Beside him he sat with his normal unemotional attitude. Mrs. Yagami was lecturing them on their son and on their lifestyle.

"Mrs. Yagami—" Seto cut off—"Our son's intelligence is outstanding. He is highly educated and well adjusted. Joey and I have shown you concrete prove of his origin. Whether you believe it to be wrong or right please try to remain objective. Our son should be taught on his abilities not our lifestyle, his birth, and your opinion."

"I think his home life is affecting his studies." She firmly told the men. She directed her attack towards Joey, avoiding Seto's eyes. She was choosing easiest target in order to get a reaction out of them.

Joey was not tricked. He turned his head to Seto. He knew that his husband could behave more level headed at this point. "If you want to find an easier way to lose your job you wouldn't find it. I'm not asking you. I'm telling you." Seto stepped up for Joey.

"Are you threatening me?" Mrs. Yagami asked. Seto was, but only as a last resort. "I'll go to the press."

"Do it. People may not like me, but no body like someone who picks on little kids." Seto urged. He wanted to call her bluff. She thought that she could fight his fire with her own but it was possible.

"If my son comes to me again unhappily I wouldn't think twice." Seto ended the discussion. He stood from his seat and pick up his briefcase. Joey followed suit. He had the urge to stick his tongue out at the woman but he refrained, but only just.

"Oh and never lie to Joey or myself again. You didn't go to check on Dray for over an hour. Your fellow teachers were kind enough to tell me that," Seto said with a smile. Silently he had said: you have no friends here. Seto ushered Joey out of the room first and then he exited also.

"I'm so pissed off!" Joey growled but only loud enough so Seto could hear him. "Can we stop by the house? I need to cool down."

"Joey who gets turned on by being mad?" Seto sighed. It was probably his own fault; after all he had been so cruel to Joey early on. It only made sense that Joey of all people had this kink.

"I'm not mad at you. I'm grateful to have you. Being mad at people like that reminds me of how lucky I am," Joey explained.

The brunette smiled, "I love yo—did you hear that?"

"Yeah kinda sounded like Blue-eyes..."

The two stopped. On the schools playground a large white dragon and a large black dragon stood looking nearly life like. They faced off to a large knight with a long sword.

"Dray," Seto tapped his foot. "Did you take those without asking?"

Dray flinched. He had just been caught with his hands in the cookie jar. Turning around he tried to smile as innocently as possible. "Uh...hi Dad."

"Put that card face down and that monster in defense mode." Joey advised.

"Really!?" Dray looked at Joey in surprise.

"Joey," Seto warned. "Dray, give it here."

Dray whined loudly but gave Seto the cards and the game. Seto terminated the game on his side ending the duel in favor of the opponent. "We'll talk about this at home. Come on Joey." Dray pouted as they walked away. He hated to be in trouble.

"It's just a game," Joey reminded.

"I know but he took it without asking. Whatever the reason was he thought he was doing something wrong otherwise he would have asked." Seto explained his actions.

"Oh I guess that makes sense." Joey nodded. He glanced around the vehicle. Turning to Seto he smiled, "Can anyone see in here?"

"No," Seto shook his head.

"Pull over!" Joey ordered. Seto gave Joey a look but pulled over as he had been told. Joey wasted no time crawling into the back seat. He pulled his pants off without a word. Seto joined him secretly glad that he was miles away from the school and his office.

--

"That's my mom. I'll see you later Jenyra." Dray opened the door to Joey's truck.

"That's your mom?" Jenyra stared at Joey in surprise.

Dray nodded. "I got two Dads so I call Joey Mom. He doesn't care."

"Wow! Neat!" Jenyra said it made sense to him.

"You played a good game today," Joey told the other little boy. He leaned over Dray as he spoke.

"You remember?" Jenyra blushed. "Thanks Mr. Kaiba-san."

"Call me Joey," the blond smiled.

"Okay, cool," the young boy started when his own mother called him. "Bye Dray, see you Joey."

After he was gone and Joey made his way out of the parking lot Dray started to explain what happened after Seto had cut his game short. "He wasn't mad at me for ending the game. He even showed me how to use magic cards. He even knew that Dad was a great duelist!"

"What about me?" Joey huffed.

Dray gave Joey a look. He ignored the comment thinking that Joey was only trying to be funny.

"Can we go to Yugi's game shop? I want to make my own deck."

"Fine. When we get their Yugi will tell you about my dueling days," Joey proclaimed. Shortly, they pulled up in front of the shop.

Dray rolled his eyes. The older blond sighed. He followed his son into the shop.

Thoth was in his car seat on top of the counter. It looked like he was all alone. "Yami?"

"Boo!" Yami sprang from behind the counter. Thoth giggled and squirmed in delight, his father was so funny.

"Yami!" Dray ran over. He gave the older man a big hug. "I need some duel monster cards."

"Oh how many?" Yami asked.

"A whole deck!"

Yami understood. He led Dray over to the starter decks. "If you start with these you'll learn the game and the way you want to play."

Joey smiled he felt honored to have witnessed Yami playing with his baby. He couldn't wait to do the same with his own baby. The blond hurried across the store to pick up the now fussy baby.

"Joey!" Yugi chirped from the door. He had been in the house with Ryou and Bakura. They had come in with to let Yukiru play with Thoth.

"Hey Yug'. Dray's friends have gotten into duel monsters. Yami is getting him some cards." Joey explained the unannounced visit.

"Ba, Ba, ba!" Yukiru wiggled. He reached his chubby arms towards Thoth as he babbled.

"Aww is that your friend?" Yugi took his son from Joey. He moved over to Ryou and held the baby up for Thoth.

"Ah-haha!" Yukiru giggled. He placed his fingers in Thoth's mouth.

"Aww," the three 'mothers cooed.

Bakura had retreated to the other side of the store. He was interested in the cards that Dray would pick. For he and Yami duel monsters held another meaning than it did for the rest of the group.

"Yami don't give him those cards," Bakura scolded. "They're for losers."

"It will be good for him to start with. He will learn to play the game. When he is ready his heart will find the rare cards to make the deck his," Yami argued.

Bakura pulled out his own deck. He showed Dray his favorites and his most powerful cards. "You want cards like these."

"I think this is good, Bakura. I want to be at the same level as my friend. He just got his deck Saturday," Dray explained.

Bakura put his cards away with a pout. It was hard for him to remember that in this time the monsters and cards were just a game. "Whatever kid. Your friends here are the best duelists in the world."

"You don't compete anymore, are you sure?" Dray asked unknowingly.

"Yes I'm sure!" Bakura fumed.

Still at the counter, the three others were filling each other in on what was going on in their lives. Joey and Yugi had spent most of their high school years at each others sides so telling each other everything was natural.

"My morning sickness is over," Joey told the two. "I'm really happy about this. With these two and Ryou adopting another we'll be able to raise them all together." He said this as he watched Yukiru crawl across the floor. He had missed watching Dray grow up, and he was looking forward to watching one of his own grow up as well.

"Yeah Joey! All of us guys helped raise Dray. So it's like we learned how to be parents because of him." Yugi smiled.

Ryou agreed. "That's right. So if Dray turns out messed up you'll know why."

"That's what I told Yugi's Grandpa after we became pals," Joey chuckled. He knew his friends were teasing. He felt lucky to have friends as good as these because even when he was dead they had looked after him and his.

The three friends exchanged smiles. They would have kept the teasing going but Dray suddenly ran over. He hid himself against Joey's legs.

"What's wrong—"

Joey was cut off as a checkers board flew by his head.

"Bakura!" Ryou yelled. He handed Yukiru to Joey. He stormed over to the two imps. "What is wrong with you? You're such a child. If you're going to fight with Yami do it in the shadow realm! You could have hurt Yukiru!"

Yugi was giving a similar speech to Yami. Joey balanced the two babies in his arms. He had Dray attached to his middle.

The juggling acted ended when Bakura pulled his son from Joey's arms. "Daddy is so sorry baby. Are you mad?" He cuddled the youngster. The little boy blinked a bit. He stared at his father not understanding him at all. A little hand reached out to grab a fistful of his father's hair.

Yami also took Thoth from Joey. "I'm sorry Joey."

"Mom can I just get these," Dray pouted. He was used to the spirits arguing but they hardly ever threw things. The situation made him unhappy and he clearly just wanted to go home.

Joey agreed. He paid for the cards. (Yugi insisted on giving them a discount) and brought Dray home.

--

Standing in front of the full length mirror Joey stood in the only a pair of boxers. He squinted hard and long before sighing softly.

"Joey?" Seto came in behind him. "What are you doing?"

"Is the baby really in there, its flat, my stomach," Joey put a hand on his tummy. "What if it's not there?"

Seto laughed. "Then we'll try again." He stepped forward wrapping his arms around Joey's body. "The last time you gained weight fast. Your tummy got hard around this time. We were beautifully romantic about everything." He smiled softly at the memory.

"I want to be like that now." Joey mumbled. He turned away from the mirror burying his voice against Seto's collar. "I remember so little from before. I feel like this is my first baby. You didn't forget how, did you?"

The CEO shook his head. "I didn't forget how." He frowned softly. It upset him that Joey couldn't remember his first pregnancy more than it upset Joey. It had been a very happy time for Seto and he hated knowing that he was alone in those memories. "I'm older now Joey that's all. I still love you with all my heart. The feeling however isn't as fresh as it once was. I'm not as young as I was the last time. I guess I feel like a veteran of the trade. The excitement isn't shocking like it once was. Understand?"

"I know, Seto. But, you're not just doing this because of me, are you? You want this too right?"

"I'm not Joe. I've always wanted a bigger family. I was content with just having Dray and Mokuba, but I always thought we would have one or two more."

"Three?" Joey smiled at the thought. "Yeah that's a good number isn't it. That's the number of Blue-eyes you have."

The brunette rolled his own blue eyes. "That wasn't my reasoning. I thought it would be beneficial. Two alone might fight with each other, one alone you always have to entertain, but I think three can entertain each other and if one is angry at another there is another sibling to go to."

The blond decided that this reason was better than his own. Obviously Seto was just as smart as everyone knew he was. "But Dray is going to be so much older than any baby we have. He's six and when this baby is born he'll be seven. So should we have three more?"

"I don't think so. Two more I think will be good enough. Maybe instead of having the third we could adopt a child in the middle of Dray and the new baby's ages. We always wanted to provide a home for a child who had nothing and this way we could fill in our gaps as well." Seto suggested.

Joey shrugged his shoulders at the suggestion. "I don't care Seto. I am just glad that we're going to be doing these things together. I don't want to miss another part of our life together again."

"You wouldn't." Seto promised. He led Joey away from the bathroom and put him to bed. Their future together looked bright and Seto would do everything in his power to keep it that way.

--

It was dark. Pitch black. Even after several minutes of being in the darkness it was still so. The room had no source of lights, no digital clock, no off-button light, and no windows to let in light. Even the crack between the door and the floor held no light.

Dray sat in the dark in the farthest corner away from the door. He had been left in the room three minutes ago. The events that led up to this ran threw his mind.

It was several days after his parents had come to speak to his teacher about his book and his disappearance from school. The first few days afterwards his teacher had said nothing of what had gone on. He did notice that she seemed to treat him better than before at least.

That was until that morning. After everyone had gotten to class Mrs. Yagami gathered all of their attentions. She said that there would be a new seating assignment. Several minutes went by until everyone had been moved. Everyone was lined up facing the front except for Dray. He was in the very back, his desk in the corner and he was forced to look at the wall.

"What's he doing there?" and "Is he in trouble." Was called up and down the rows from varies students. It was obvious to everyone that something was not right.

"The reason why he is sitting back there is because this is a classroom for normal boys and normal girls. He is not a normal boy. I am going to tell you why," Mrs. Yagami hushed all the students before they protested. He certainly looked like a normal boy. "Only girls have babies is that correct?"

Murmurs threw the room sounded that it was correct. Dray's voice shot over all the rest. "That's not true. My Mom is a boy and he had me."

Mrs. Yagami nodded shortly. "This is true. His mother, if he can be called that, had him. That's not normal. Normal boys do not have babies. He is not normal because he is not from a girl. He shouldn't even be considered human because what is human about being born from a man. Nothing. This class is for humans to learn.

"You Kaiba will remain quiet in the back of the class until I say so." –And that's what happened.

The entire day long Dray was forced to sit in the back of the class. He could only hear what was going on. He could never participate and the few times he turned around to look his teacher had enforced her rule.

She had made him miss lunch, and every recess as well. By that time however he had been so anger that he refused to acknowledge her or the rest of the class at all. Instead he stared hard at the wall.

He thought about how Mrs. Yagami had to be wrong. He knew this to be true, his parents loved him to much for it not to be true. He didn't wish for himself never to have been born. He knew that he was happy being alive. His parents wanted him so badly and they were so happy because of him; a wish to never have been born was a wish to never have his parents happy.

He had almost lost his life when a stray bullet had hit him. He remembered the look in his father's eyes when he had begged his son to stay alive. He remembered how relieved and happy his father had been when he had opened his eyes at the Hospital. Dray felt that he deserved his life just as much as any child in the room.

He could not wait until it was time for him to go home and he could tell both his father and his mother what had happened to him today. The hope that they would make things better for him was the thing that kept him from shedding tears and it was the thing that helped him threw the long day.

Then the end of the day came. Mrs. Yagami gathered her stuff and had the students (the human ones) line up at the door. She then led them purposefully out of the room. She turned the lights off and he knew she had locked the door.

When more minutes past and the darkness still did not pass, Dray felt out for the wall, it was not hard to find. He used his touch on the wall to find the door. He didn't attempt to cross the room in case he ran into something on the way, which was likely the case.

Once he reached the locked door he settled himself next to it. In his mind he knew that his mother would come looking for him when he did not show up at the parent pick up. Though as logical as Dray tended to be the fear that his mother would not show up grew overwhelming. What if Joey didn't show up until the morning or worse until after the weekend!

In the dark his tears fell freely. He hardly noticed them. He buried his face into his knees and waited for the door to open.

Time was deceiving in room that dark. Being as young as he was he didn't have a good sense of time anyway, but the minutes that crept on seemed to last for hours. He was shaking from how painful his tears were becoming.

"Dray!"

He heard the voice from outside of the door. It sounded further down the hall. Footsteps echoing from halls accompanied the sound.

Mom? Dray thought. His mouth moved over the word. "Mom?" He croaked barely able to hear it himself.

The door quaked when the lock was tried. "Dray?" It was Joey for sure. He sounded worried, scared?

"Mom..." Dray said even louder. Then turning on his knees to face the door he called loudest of all, "Mom! I'm in here."

"Dray," Joey's voice was full of relief, but also full of surprise. "What's going on?"

"Mrs. Yagami," Dray sniffed loudly, his tears falling harder then ever. He knew his mom was right outside but suddenly it was not enough. "She locked me in here. I'm really scared."

"She did what? On purpose!" Joey sounded angry. He swore a few times knowing that she had done it on purpose before Dray had to confirm it. "Nevermind that, Dray. I don't think I can push in the door. I have to find someone who can get you out of there. I'll be right back."

"MOM No!" Dray cried out before he could think about it. "Don't leave please." He continued desperately. He knew, knew that Joey would be back but it didn't curb his fear.

"Dray, I hafta. I'm sorry. I'll be back as soon as I can." Joey promised threw the door. Footsteps. He wasn't wasting anytime.

"Aaaaa," Dray's crying now becoming vocal. He hadn't cried like that since he was a baby but he felt the urge. Maybe it made him feel a little bit better but whatever the reason it quieted to hushed sobs and loud sniffs a few moments later.

Usually he would have reminded himself that Joey would be right back, that he had to go find someone to help them, and that his leaving did not mean that Joey didn't care about him. Usually he would have, but he could not settle himself enough to do so. All he wanted was his mom. That's all he knew. It would not be better until he had him.

"Dray, we're back," Joey's voice called threw the door. Dray had not heard him approach. He moved back a little waiting for the door to open. "Are you okay?" Dray nodded, but Joey could not see that. "Dray!"

"Are you sure he's in there?" A man's voice sounded. Dray knew the voice but he could not bother to place it.

"I'm here!" He screamed. "I'm here!" He sobbed. "I'm here, I'm here!" He desperately exclaimed.

"Oh," The man apologized.

Jiggling. Dray rubbed his cheeks, and his nose with the back of his hand. He did not try to stop crying, he was simply to wet.

Jiggling. The little boy choked down another sob. He felt so far away from Joey knowing he was right at the door but he could not get to him.

Jiggling. Bluggrh! Dray wiped his mouth that time. He scooted away from the mess he had made, not caring that he had.

"God damn it do you have the keys or not!" Joey yelled from the other side of the door.

Jiggle, "Ah I think these are them."

Within seconds the door flew open. "Mom!" Dray cried. He propelled himself up off the floor and into his arms nearly six feet above him.

The blond had not expected that but took the attack like a pro. He adjusted the boy until he was comfortably placed in his arms. "Dray, it's okay. It's going to be fine. I'm here now." Joey urged. The man who had opened the door retreated to find a mop and a bucket to clean the sick from the floor.

--

"We cannot send him back their Seto," Joey was pacing in front of Seto. He was sitting on the couch in his bedroom. It was several hours after the incident at school and Seto had just arrived home. Joey had told him briefly what he knew had happened. Dray had insisted that he wait for his dad got home before he told them what happened.

"Joey is it really necessary. I think he can learn something for this," Seto was able to understand what Joey had told him. Because of this he didn't realize how severe the issue was. He believed that children needed to fight their own battles in most situations. Both he and Joey had survived public schools it should not be any different for Dray.

Joey shook his head, "You don't get it Seto. I've never seen him that upset before. He was sobbing. For the last four hours he wouldn't let me leave his side! I'm only in front of you now because he fell asleep twenty minutes ago.

"I believe that a child shouldn't be indulged but this is serious. He was locked in that classroom on purpose. The door locked on both sides Seto, it was on purpose." Joey stopped pacing he turned to look at his husband. "I'm not over exaggerating; even you would have been emotional if you had been there."

Seto stood from his seat. He was worried about how worked up Joey was. It couldn't be health for the baby. He led the blond to the couch. "Joey—"

"I had to leave him. He cried that he didn't want me to. It felt like I had locked him in there. I couldn't open the door on my own. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to do."

The brunette could tell the Joey was being honest. He believed that even if Joey remembered his death he probably would have said that was easier. "I'm so sorry."

"Seto don't make him go back there, please. I couldn't bare it." He shuddered. He was fighting back the need to cry. Crying would be the only activity that could relieve his body of all these emotions running threw him.

"Joey, I—"

"MOM!" Dray's voice interrupted Seto's reply. "Mom! Mom!"

"We're in here Dray," Seto returned the call. Joey's panic had returned when he hard the desperate edge in Dray's voice.

"Mom!" Dray barreled into his parents' room and into his mother's arms. "I couldn't find you. I woke up and you weren't there." He sobbed. He buried his face against his mother's shoulder and cried like he had been all day.

"I'm sorry, Dray. I needed to talk to Daddy. We didn't want to wake you up," Joey tried to comfort the little boy. "Don't cry Dray please."

Seto was bewildered by the scene. He had never seen his son so upset. He was a pretty easy going kid. He had normal fears but nothing that resembled this.

Reaching out he put a hand on Dray's shoulder. The little boy flinched away from the touch. "Dray it's just me."

"No, no let go," Dray cried. He waved his hand in his father's direction trying to get him away.

Seto pulled back from his son in shock. He pushed back the wave a jealousy he felt at being second to someone in Dray's life.

"It's just Seto," Joey soothed the little boy. "He's not going to hurt you."

Dray shuddered trying to slow his sobs in order to speak. "I-I don't w-want him to see me."

"I'm not leaving Dray," Seto sternly said. He knew Joey hadn't turned Dray against him but someone had and it pissed him off.

"N-no! You w-wouldn't be pr-proud of me!" Dray sobbed even louder.

Joey gave Seto a look over Dray's head. It was becoming clear as to what was bothering Dray. He worshipped his father. He wanted to do anything to make his father proud of him. It was not easy to feel so weak in front of man he only wanted to impress.

Seto returned his hand to Dray's shoulder. He turned the little boy in order to look him in the eye. "The fact that you are my son makes me proud, everyday."

"But, I'm crying." Dray rubbed his nose against Joey's shoulder. "I threw up too."

The brunette smiled slightly. "Dray those things don't matter to me. When you're smiling and laughing it makes me happy, but when your not it doesn't mean I'm not proud of you. You could never make me disappointed. I know I'm not as cuddly as Joey but you know I love you just as much right."

"Yea, I think so." Dray sniffed again. He knew his dad believed him, but it didn't stop how he felt. He couldn't be sure that his father would stop being proud of him because of what had happened today.

"Dray, I love you." Seto stated. He wished that he could prove it to the little boy but he couldn't think how.

Joey rubbed Dray's back. He ran his fingers over his shoulder blades and down his spine. "Seto loves me no matter how much I cry. He's proud of me still."

The little blond nodded. That made sense to him. He had thought Joey was weak for a long time when Joey had first come into his life. Seto loved him despite everything Dray had believed Joey to be. These days Dray loved Joey just as much as he loved Seto. If they could love Joey despite all his flaws then he knew his father could love him no matter what.

"Mom is it okay if I hug Dad now?" Dray asked. He had received comfort and love from Joey after he had been threw the traumatic day. He felt conscience of the fact that he was choosing his father over him. Would Joey be mad at him for it?

Joey lightly laughed. He helped Dray over to his Dad's lap.

The blond held his father at arms length. He had his hands on his father's cheeks and he stared at his eyes. He let fingers slide threw his Dad's hair. He was reassuring himself that his father was there and that he was not mad at me.

After a few minutes he leaned against the man to hug him. He felt his breathing come to normal as his crying came to a halt. Seto held him like he did when Dray was a baby. They reassured the bond between them every minute.

"I'll tell you what happened now," Dray decided. He pulled away from his father and slid off the couch. He then forced his way in between his two parents. He didn't take up that much room. Joey had even put his arm around Seto's shoulder squeezing it in comfort.

The family solid in their comfort of each other Dray explained his day to his parents. He was young enough not to skip over anything and old enough to remember every detail.

When the story finished Dray had his head against Joey's chest. He was listening to his heart beat, his little legs stretched out falling over his father's legs. Seto squeezed his thigh and rubbed his leg on and off encouraging him when he spoke.

Seto did not exchange a look with Joey when he spoke. He knew where his husband stood on the issue from their conversation before. He needed to express his own view. "Dray how would you like going to private school?"

"School by myself? But I like the other kids," Dray had his eyes closed. Joey was rubbing his fingers in his hair it made him feel really good.

"No, not private like personal, you wouldn't be going to school alone. Mom and I are going to pay for you to go to school. Most kids go to public schools, it's free for the most part, but sometimes kids go to private schools. Their parents pay for them to go to get a better education than they would at a public school. I didn't send you to private school because Joey and I didn't go to private schools.

"I think you need a better education Dray, if you go back to Mrs. Yagami's class you would be learning anything this year. Joey and I will look for a school that you can go to that is close to home. We'll make sure that the teacher understands our family, we wouldn't let her hurt you."

Dray thought about the idea of changing schools. He knew he did not want to go back to Mrs. Yagami's class. He did want to go back to school. He liked learning things. He liked playing with kids his own age. Going to class felt made him feel important, like how Seto had to go to work everyday.

"That's okay." He agreed. "But can we tell Bakura what happened. He could send Mrs. Yagami to the shadow realm."

Joey snorted. He didn't think Dray knew what the shadow realm was. "Mrs. Yagami is going to be in trouble for what she did Dray, but we're not sending people to the shadow realm even if they deserve it."

"Oh alright," Dray agreed. He knew how pissed Bakura could get. He had heard him talk of murder like someone would talk about Christmas. He wasn't sure if he wanted his teacher to be dead.

"Is it okay if I sleep with you guys tonight?" Dray asked. He wasn't sleepy yet, they hadn't eaten dinner, but he knew he didn't want to wake up alone again. He wanted to be near his parents at least tonight.

"Yes," Both parents answered. They wanted their child (normal or not) to be near them tonight. They both wanted to be reminded how blessed they were to have him. Neither wanted to regret putting a child threw this sort of thing.

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A/N: I hope that wasn't over dramatic. The next chapter probably isn't going to be any different, but it will get light hearted eventually. By the way, how long do you want this to continue? Seto spoke about having another kid after this next one. Are you interested in having a long fic like that, or perhaps having a trilogy? Thanks everyone!