NOTE: Hello readers! As you might already know, "Triple Trouble" is soon coming to and end. But before I do end this baby, I really wanna know what you thought of the stars of the story; Natani, Kiichi and Aiko Kaiba. Did you like them? Hate them? Would you like me to write more fic's with them? Do you never wanna see them again? I REALLY WANT YOU TO TELL ME IF YOU WANT ME TO WRITE MORE FIC'S WITH THEM! I WOULD LOVE TO! HONESTLY!

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Now, at last; on with the story!

Chapter 5

The garbage room of Kaiba Corp. was on the very lowest level in the whole building. Farther down than the staff garage, farther down than the top secret science-labs, in an large room that could only be reached by a traffic tunnel outside the skyscraper (which through a garbage truck emptied it once every sixth month) and by a small, dark staircase. No elevator went far enough to take people to that level, but now, with all elevators shut down, Seto and the security team escorting him had to walk down all the stairs from the office level, to the garbage room.

It could have been worse, said a small voice inside Seto's head, which sounded suspiciously like Jou. You could have been walking up the stairs instead of walking down them.

That must have been the only good thing about all of this. The lockdown… the media storm it was going to cause… even Jou's rightful anger, it all paled in comparison to the fact that Aiko was locked up in a cold, dark, smelly place full of garbage. That Natani and Kiichi was trailing behind him, once again with a firm grip on the trench coat, (he had vowed to not let them out of his sight even for a second until all of this was over; if there was one thing you could say about Seto Kaiba, it was that he did not make the same mistake twice) was only a small comfort.

What if Aiko wasn't there once they opened the door? What if he was stuck somewhere in the tunnel, alone and afraid, and unable to move? What if he had been screaming for help and no one had answered? Oh god, what if he was, and they couldn't get him out?

He missed Jou. As pathetic and weak as it may sound, Seto had never whished for his lover as much as he did right now. It felt like an eternity since they had last seen each other, even though it had only been the same morning. Even though he knew how pissed Jou was going to be at him, all he wanted to do was take the blond in his arms and kiss him all over. Oh, why hadn't he listened to him?! Maybe then, Aiko wouldn't be missing... What was he saying? Of course Aiko wouldn't be missing! Jou actually could control their children! Something Seto had proven he was unable to do. And now, Aiko had to suffer because of his disability!

Pull yourself together, Seto snapped at himself. Regret, self-loathing and angst is not going to help Aiko. If he's in that room, everything will be okay. And if he is stuck somewhere… I'll simply have to tear down a few walls.

Seto was pulled from his thoughts when Kyoshi, walking if front of him, came to an abrupt halt. Seto had been too engrossed in his thoughts to notice that the light had become weaker, the stairs had become steeper and that the temperature had dropped. They were all standing in front of a steel door with multiple locks, and Seto realised that they had reached their destination.

He glanced at his watch. They had left the cafeteria at twelve thirty. Now, it showed him five minutes to one. He gritted his teeth. Had it really taken them twenty-five minutes to get here? For how long had Aiko been locked up now? An hour?

If it hadn't been for the fact that Seto's hands were shaking so bad, he would have pushed Kyoshi out of the way and opened the door himself. As it was, he had to stand by and watch as Kyoshi agonisingly slowly picked the keys out of his pocket and opened the locks, one after another. After an eternity, the last one clicked open, and Kyoshi opened the door.

He had to quickly step aside as Seto stormed into the room and looked around wildly. The light flicked on automatically as he stepped into the room, and his blue gaze flew over the sea of garbage. His panting breaths made small clouds in front if his face. The smell was bad, but far better than he had expected.

"It's really cold in here," Kiichi whispered and pushed himself closer to his brother.

"It has to be," Kyoshi answered. "It keeps rats out, and the garbage doesn't smell as bad as it would have if it had been hot in here."

Seto felt his heart clench at those words. Aiko must be freezing!

He didn't care if his boots got dirty as he jumped from the little platform the door was placed on, right onto the garbage, or the fact that Kiichi and Natani had let go of his trench coat in pure surprise at their father's sudden movement. All he cared about was finding Aiko.

"Aiko!" he called anxiously. "Aiko!"

"Yo, Ai! It's okay! You can come out now!" Called Natani, with his hands cupped around his mouth. "Turns out those guys were trying to help us! You really didn't need to go down that hole!" He laughed. "Funny, isn't it?"

Seto wandered farther away from the platform. His eyes scanned every little inch of the trash, in search for a flash of blonde hair, or anything. Panic started to run through him as he, after a few minutes of searching and calling, realised that Aiko might not be here.

And then a couple of newspapers rustled a few feet from the spot he was standing, and a blonde head became visible underneath them.

"Dad?" Aiko's voice was like sweet music to his ears. He looked like a hobo; wrapped in old newspapers, smelling and his face dirty, but he was there: safe and unharmed.

Seto was at his side before anyone could blink, and he quickly reached out and pulled Aiko into his arms, with newspapers and everything. He didn't even care that Aiko smelled, or that his trench coat got big smudges on it from pressing the boy to him, or that he had accidentally kneeled in a puddle of some slimy goo.

Kyoshi and his security team, along with Natani and Kiichi, whom had joined Seto in the garbage sea in search for the boy, gathered around them, but Kyoshi quickly shooed them back to the door. Mr Kaiba deserved some privacy with the boy. His eyes were almost tender as he gazed at the pair once, before joining the others.

"Aiko, I'm so sorry," Seto whispered to him. "I'm sorry that I didn't watch you myself, I'm sorry you had to wait down here… I'm sorry… Oh, I've been so worried."

"Dad," Aiko whispered in his ear, "There are rats down here."

"Yes, yes, it must have been frightening, and dark, and cold, and I'm so sorry I didn't show up earli-"

"Da-ad!" Aiko whined and pushed Seto away. He pulled back a little, but only so that he could look Aiko in the eyes. The boy didn't look frightened or traumatised at all. Only a little irritated.

"I'm not a baby, dad," he whispered. "I'm not afraid of the dark, or rats, but I just thought I should tell you that there are rats down here. I heard them scurrying around."

Suddenly, Seto felt a little light-headed with relief and surprise. He hadn't been afraid at all? Seto remembered that Mokuba had accidentally locked himself in the toilet of the orphanage once, and once the manager got him out, he was crying and shivering. He had been eight.

"You weren't afraid?"

"I'm not a baby," Aiko repeated, and pouted. "Dark can't hurt you, and neither can rats. It was a little cold, but these newspapers kept me pretty warm. And stop hugging me, dad. It's embarrassing!"

Seto blinked.

"Oh… sorry…" he pulled back a little more, and stood up. Aiko got up too, and shook the newspapers off. Seto looked down at his youngest son for a moment, and even though he was still a little confused, pride was filling his being with its burning, overwhelming warmth. Aiko was really a brave little one. He silently wondered from whom he had gotten that; Jou or himself.

Maybe both.

"Let's get out of here," Seto suggested at last. Aiko smiled up at him and reached for Seto; he wanted to be carried.

As Seto climbed up onto the platform with Aiko on one arm, Kiichi wrinkled his nose a little.

"Damn, Ai," he stated. "You smell terrible!"

The lockdown was de-activated at exactly 22.13 that night, and Jou was the first person inside the building as soon as the metal barrier had slid aside. The entrance of KC was filled to the brink with employees who spilled out onto the street outside, but Jou didn't pay them any attention. He ran straight to the elevator, got into it as soon as the doors opened, and pushed the button to the 16th floor; Seto's office.

Bling! Said the elevator as it reached its destination, and Jou stormed right out of it, through the corridor and up to Seto's office door.

He was sitting by his desk, as if this had been an ordinary day, as if nothing at all was wrong. The only difference was that he was writing on normal paper, with a pen, instead of tapping on his laptop. But he didn't look surprised as Jou stormed in through the door. Only smiled faintly, put a finger to his lips in a shushing motion and nodded at the office couch.

Despite the last ten anxious hours, Jou couldn't help but smile at the sight of all three boys, cuddled up to each other in a heap on the couch. They were entwined in each other in a way that no one should be able to find comfortable, but their faces were peaceful and smiling, as if it wasn't at all painful to have ones neck craned in the way Natani's was.

"Thank god," Jou breathed and silently sat down beside them. He stroked Kiichi's hair tenderly, and the boy mewled and nuzzled his face farther into Aiko's stomach. Jou laughed silently. "Those three are a danger to themselves sometimes. I was so afraid that something would happen to them."

"Nothing happened," murmured Seto, whom had silently snuck up behind Jou. He massaged Jou's neck lightly. "Everything has gone smoothly. Not a single bump in the road."

Jou turned around and took a good look at Seto for the first time in more than twelve hours. He locked… exhausted. Pale, ruffled, and with his hair tousled. There were dark bags beneath his half closed eyes, and a lot of stains on his trench coat. Jou had never seen him like that. Ever.

"Is that so?" He asked, and raised an eyebrow. "Then how come Aiko smells like trash, and you look like you haven't slept in weeks?"

"Crap," Seto murmured and pressed his face into the crock of Jou's neck. "You noticed."

Jou tried not to shiver as Seto's mouth moved against his skin as he spoke, but it was hard.

Make up-sex is great, a voice in his head chimed.

SHUT UP!

"You have to notice things like that, if you're going to raise the Kaiba triplets." He answered instead.

They were silent for a moment, simply enjoying the other's presence, silently wondering where they would be, what they would be, without the other.

"I told you so," Jou said at last.

"You sound like a bitching wife," Seto answered and pulled away from his neck. "I shouldn't find that hot."

Jou was disappointed that Seto had pulled away for a second, but then Seto pulled him into his arms and nibbled at his ear, and Jou was disappointed no more.

"Our kids are in the room," he protested, but his voice was quivering.

"I'm not a pervert, Jou. I'm not going to fuck you in my office; I've got more class than that." They looked deep into each others eyes. "But I've hung out with idiots and four-year-olds all day. I'm not just going to let you go now that you're finally here."

That said, he leaned in and claimed Jou's lips. It was a hot and passionate kiss, and suddenly Seto had forgotten all about lockdowns, media storms, and out of control kids. All that mattered was Jou. His Jou, whom opened his mouth so willingly to let him in as Seto's tongue sneaked out to stroke soft lips in a suggestive question.

His hands sneaked up beneath Jou's shirt to stroke his warm, soft back, and he vaguely registered the fact that the blonde's hand were fisted in his hair. A moan vibrated from Jou's throat and straight into Seto as he stroked the inside of the well know, well loved territory that was his husband's mouth. He pulled back a little to nibble at his lower lip, and a mewl escaped the blonde man. His hands slid from Seto's hair to hold on to his shoulders as Seto once again attacked his mouth with a skilled tongue. This time, Jou met him halfway, and they duelled for a moment. Then, suddenly, Jou pulled back, bit down lightly on Seto's lower lip and licked the mark afterwards. Seto got the message: he hadn't been forgiven yet.

Keyword being yet.

His hands slid down to squeeze firm buttocks, and the reaction was exactly the one he had hoped for. His lover arched forward, into him, and none of them could stop a low moan at the contact.

"Katsuya…" Seto whispered and kissed him again, hard.

Jou himself was in heaven. His knees were buckling. Oh god, this felt so fucking-

"EEEEEWWW! Dad and daddy are doing the icky stuff again!"

"Can't you just brush your teeth like normal people? Honestly!"

Even thought both of them jumped at the voices, Seto didn't let go of Jou's waist. Not even when Jou spun around and glared at the three boys whom were now awake.

"Natani Katsuya Kaiba! Kiichi Seto Kaiba! Aiko Mokuba Kaiba! What have you done?! Do you have any idea how worried I've been these passed twelve hours?! I leave you with your father for one day, and you manage to cause this much trouble! What am I supposed to do with you?!"

Seto sighed and nuzzled his husbands neck, while Jou let loose on the three little rug rats. He would interfere soon, but right now he just wanted to lean back, and enjoy the feel, smell and sight of the love of his life: Jonouchi Katsuya. God, was he tired!

And God, did it sound good to get home and into bed right now!

THIS ISN'T ACTUALLY THE LAST CHAPTER! I decided to split it in two parts, so it'll be kinda like an epilogue. But I still want my 8 reviews!!!

Also, I really wanna know what you thought of the make out-scene. It's the first I've ever written, and I would like to get tips and so on. And don't forget to tell me if you wanna see the triplets in any future fic's from me. I really like to write about them!

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