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"I'm not going in there!"
"Well, I'm not!"
Daknar shoved his twin, frowning as he retaliated with another comment.
"Make Pretty-Boy go in!"
"Kaiba's been in there since the start you idiots…"
Denian nodded towards the closed door of the guest bedroom from which emanated cries of pain, along with the occasional "push!"…The baby was coming a month early, and Kisara had been in labour for over four hours now. Kayreena and Herani were inside, along with Ishizu and Kaiba…the hallway outside was crowded with numerous renegade Aralanti, Tombkeepers and staff of the Kaiba Mansion, who had become well accustomed to the pregnant teen over the two months she'd been staying in the elaborate house. He stared at the group of Aralanti members whom he now commanded…the small band of assassins had, somewhere over the last couple of months, begun to call themselves by the name of "Marthui"…reflecting upon the fact that he was the only clan-member in history to have mastered the killer form of magic. As another cry of pain caused shivers to shoot up everyone's spine, Denian closed his eyes and cringed as an image flashed before him; Sheejahri…Dahrej…
"Call me when it's over…I…I can't…"
He pushed himself from the wall and told this to Takhar, who nodded his head, understanding instantly why Denian was leaving… As he walked outside, the twenty-two year old wondered what Kisara's son would look like…her, or his father?
It was another three hours before he was disturbed from lying back across the stone steps at the fore of the huge house.
"Hey bro, it's over…"
He glanced up; taking a second or two to decide it was Saheed who was talking, and then spoke.
"Is he healthy?"
"Nope…but she is…"
In a split-second Denian was looking his younger brother in the face, incredulous.
"What?!"
"It's a girl!"
"Congratulations Kisara…"
Kayreena smiled as she placed the tiny infant in the arms of the older girl. As he looked down at this impossibly small human Seto Kaiba couldn't help but act very un-Seto like…he had a daughter.
"What d'you think of "Jazira"?"
Without thinking, he nodded at Kisara's words; the name suited their daughter.
"Mmmm…Jazira Hirotsh…"
"No…Jazira Kaiba…"
He looked to Kisara, but the new mother had returned her attention to the baby in her arms, talking lowly.
"She's beautiful…"
"Just like her mom…"
This time, it was her turn to look at him, and she saw what she'd been longing to see for months now; she saw the Seto she had slept with as his cobalt eyes shimmered with compassion…then he kissed her…not the savage lust-fuelled kisses they had shared previously, but a soft, meaningful one. As their lips parted, Kisara heard him speaking.
"I love you…"
She then breathed her reply, knowing that she meant it with every ounce of her being…
"I love you too…"
The door opened and in walked her three cousins…well, two idiots and their older brother anyhow…
"What is it?"
Daknar asked this as his brother hadn't filled him in yet…Saheed answered with a smirk.
"It's a baby!"
"Don't be smart, it doesn't suit you!"
Denian laughed lightly as his brothers began arguing, and then he turned to his cousin as she held her newborn daughter.
"You like to break every tradition, huh?"
Kisara laughed as her daughter opened what appeared to be deep blue eyes…she also had tanned skin and soft, downy hazel hair, then she looked up at Denian.
"You will be her godfather, won't you?"
Though caught off-guard, he nodded his head, forcing himself not to look at Ishizu, who was also in the now small-feeling room. The new mother turned her attention to the awake baby and smiled, lifting her higher and allowing the new arrival to look at the three boys.
"Say hello to your uncles…"
Saheed and Daknar frowned for a second, then queried in annoying stereo unison.
"Uncles?"
"Yeah, well…it's just gonna be confusing if you're her second-cousins and if you guys have kids, that's gonna be more cousins to count for…it's just easier, that's all…"
The duo nodded…they didn't care that much; it was another relative to pass on their renowned swearing to…
It was almost one o'clock that morning by the time everyone decided to begin leaving, having seen the adorable new infant. For once, he was so not in the mood to find somewhere to sleep for the night, so Denian went with his family to the Tombkeeper base they had inhabited recently…though not tired, he just sat in a sort of living area and let thoughts run through his head as he lay across the sofa…thoughts that had been bothering him for three years now…Kisara was right; he did need to move on…but a Tombkeeper? In the last couple of days of her life, Sheejahri had made him promise to find another and he'd foolishly agreed…easy to make that promise. Mere days after her passing, he'd had families left, right and centre trying to marry their daughters off with him, as he was allowed a harem as large as seven wives if he wished…but the young man had turned down every one…but now it seemed maybe he should give it a go…but what if he was just being influenced by this Mahad person?
"Your niece is beautiful…"
He looked around, noticing for the first time how Ishizu always tried to be civil with him, considering the amount of times he'd been insulting, rude and stoic to her…giving the woman plenty of reason to hate him…but she never took that into account. He smiled and laughed lightly as he pictured his cousin's daughter.
"Yeah…she is…"
He smiled! He laughed! She blinked, slightly taken-aback by the civility and willingness of his nature…what had changed? Denian saw the uncertainty in her emerald eyes and couldn't help but smirk.
"Sorry…kinda threw you for a wobbly there…"
"Yes actually…"
He sat up from where he'd been lying and then decided to stand, walking towards the young woman who was a year his junior. The two stood for a second or two…as though judging who would make the first move…both having wanted this for almost two months now… Denian raised a hand and placed it on her cheek, drawing closer and kissing those lips he'd been longing to taste, heart skipping a beat as the kiss was returned…then he felt her delicate arms linking around his neck and parted her lips, exploring the supposedly-forbidden confines of her mouth as he felt her hands toying with his hair… Ishizu allowed herself to be drawn closer to the sofa, but…she wanted this…yet pulled away from the steamy embrace, shaking her head, wanting to clear something.
"No, I want this, but…not if you consider me Isis…"
Denian smirked handsomely and shook his own head, whilst gently cupping her chin with his hand.
"I don't, Ishizu…and I never will…"
Out of response, he felt her lips against his again and, as he continued backwards, tripped over something or other, falling onto the sofa and bringing her with him. After that, time seemed to have no meaning whatsoever…it could have been lengthy hours or mere minutes…but either way it left them both in blissful exhaustion as Ishizu laid her head on his panting chest…his strong arms around her slight frame as she was lifted with every needy breath…content to lie there and listen to the resounding echo of his racing heartbeat as it steadied it's rhythm. Then a thought struck her as she realized how endangered he had made his own life as a result of opposing his distant-cousin, she spoke, lifting as he took a breath and falling again.
"Denian…"
"Yeah?"
"Please don't leave me…"
As she spoke this fearfully, Ishizu felt his lips brush across her brow as his arms embraced her figure even more, whilst pulling a blanket up over them.
"I'm not going to."
"Promise?"
"I promise Ishizu…"
With that, exhaustion took over as the two millennia-old lovers lay together on the sofa…blanking out the world…the only thing that mattered was the sound of the other's breathing rate returning to normal once more…
a/n-did u like dis chptr?
I was afraid I rushed them into getting together too fast, what d'you guys think? XxxxX
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