((Thank you to those who have, and are starting to show interest in this Fic! Enjoy! Please Read and Review. Dealing with work, and the fic rotation process. Should Seto have single, or twins?

Warnings: Language. Discussion of Abortion))

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August 5

Yami and Yuugi sat in the waiting room of the doctor's office, with Seto sitting across from them.

As a yawn escaped Yuugi's lips he leaned back in the chair, and was rubbing his stomach. It was apparent that keeping awake was a tough act as his eyelids became heavy, and closed slowly. Yuugi leaned over, and used Yami's shoulder as a 'pillow'. Yami ran his fingers through Yuugi's hair.

Seto watched Yuugi, smiling inwardly. That could be him in a few months. What was he thinking? He couldn't have a baby. A baby was the last thing he needed. Though he continued to watch Yuugi's mindless ministrations as he was falling asleep. "Is he always like this?"

Yami nodded, and smiled as Yuugi's breathing became even with sleep. "Because of his last pregnancy they've already considered this one high risk. That is the only reason we let him get away with falling asleep any time he sits down."

"Any time he sits down? Good thing he doesn't use public transportation. He'd need an escort or he'd end up lost in transit all day." Seto smirked. He then looked to his watch. They'd been waiting for 10 minutes.

Yami smirked. But before he could respond the nurse entered the waiting room. She smiled when her she looked at Yami and Yuugi. "Motou, Kaiba."

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After the doctors visit Yuugi had excused himself to the men's room leaving Yami and Seto to themselves.

Seto's face held an uncommon appearance of emotions. He didn't know how to react. An air of easiness settled around him. Mindlessly he put a hand on his flat stomach. He was feeling sick to his stomach, and it wasn't due to his 'problem' as it was well past lunch. Well the 'problem' did contribute a large portion to the sick feeling in his stomach, but it was the fact of defiantly knowing. "I cannot keep it." He had tears threatening to fall.

Yami laid a hand on Seto's shoulder. "You're not thinking clearly."

Seto sighed, and rubbed his temple. "Oh, strangely I am." He turned to face Yami. "What will I do when I start to show?"

Yami threw his hands into the air. "You didn't know until we were six months pregnant. And you finding out was by accident! If you're seriously worried about a few pounds just slouch in the chair. Buy a tablecloth. Get inventive."

Seto sighed; Yami did have a few good points. He couldn't really argue there. "Later in the pregnancy what if I am not fit to run the company?"

"Let the board handle the company for a few months. Rah, knows you pay them enough." Yami put a hand on this stomach, and winced. The little one didn't like the tension, and was kicking to say 'stop it'. "If you're worried about the decisions they'll make have them run them by you first! Managing a family with a job isn't that difficult Kaiba."

Seto knew Yami was angry by the use of his last name. What was that look Yami just gave? Is he all right? "What will I do when my client and business partners show up for a meeting and want to see this 'adorable' Molly of mine? I dare say they'll be disappointed it is a garbage can. Then they'll question why I've put them on hold to have a go with the garbage can, that I've named Molly."

Yami raised a brow. "You named your trash can Molly?"

Seto growled. "Well it was better alternative to say I'm sorry Molly demands my attention. Then I'm sorry I just ate lunch, and like every day for the past month I'm going to throw it up!" He put his hands in his pockets, and suddenly the floor became interesting.

"Dogs are cheep with the pay you make. I'm sure you could find yourself something tiny enough that even you would realize it existed till it demanded your attention." Yami's eyes narrowed. "Oh that's right, you'd end the dogs life first! Just like your willing to end your pregnancy!" He growled and pointed to Seto's stomach.

Seto's eyes narrowed. "That's low Yami!" He couldn't look Yami in the eye. He was right. With the exception of Mokoba and Jou he ignored most everything in his life that paid him the slightest attention.

"You're so worried about you, you, and you know what… You!" Yami emphasized the last you before taking several deep breaths. "Have you considered Jou's feelings about the baby?"

"He doesn't know." Seto sighed. Seriously why am I so against a baby?

"And if you got rid of the baby, and he found out…" Yami paused rubbing his stomach as he sat down. God he hurt. Why did the little one have to kick so hard? "Do you really think he'd stick around? I mean it isn't like you'd consulted him about his feelings first." He paused, and took a deep breath. "Oh that's right, because you know he wants a baby." Emphasizing that fact of Jou wanting a baby. He was getting dizzy from the quick intact of air. Now wasn't the time to panic.

Seto's eyes went from narrow too wide. "Your right… I'm being selfish. I should consider Jou's feelings."

Yami would have smiled if he hadn't hurt so badly. Yuugi returned for the bathroom rubbing his stomach. He noticed Yami sitting, and Kaiba standing; expressions were indescribable. When he sat down near Yami, he could clearly sense the discomfort. "Love, you want me to get the nurse?"

Yami forced a smile, and shook his head. "No love. Seto and me were just discussing his pregnancy. Our little one is just giving me so extra kicks to tell me to calm down."

Yuugi moved from sitting, to kneeling in front of Yami. He rubbed Yami's stomach gently and cooed. Yami smiled, and run his fingers through Yuugi's hair.

Seto put a hand on Yami's shoulder. "I'm sorry for our discussion causing you discomfort."

"Don't let my pain be in vain. Pregnancy may not be a piece of cake, but in the end it is well worth it." Yami smiled up at Seto.