((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. I'm dating entries at the moment because it is easier to give a time perspective this way. Or at least that is my opinion. Once babies are born I'll stop using dates as much.

Warnings: None

Tid Bit For Thought (1): This fic here was my first atempt at Male Pregnacy. And now I've got three: Buns in the Oven, Life is Precious, and I Made You Mine.

Tid Bit For Thought (2): I'm working on an update for College Romance. I've also got an idea for a Prideshipping fic that involves a few friends, two tents, a camp fire, and marshmellows. So, that might pop up soon. Plus I want to get started on the sequel to Remember Me. Woot 6 fics running, why not 8! Call me crazy! And here I was worried I wouldn't have anything to write...))

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October 9

It was Monday afternoon the kids where in school, Yami was fixing lunch, and Yuugi was stretched out in the recliner napping. Bast was on the edge of the chair, retracted claws on soft paws chased the kicks of the child in Yuugi's stomach.

Yami returned from the kitchen with a tray of sandwiches and juice. Smiling towards Bast, he sat the tray down and watched her for a moment. "I bet it's your fault we're in this boat to begin with." He chuckled, and picked her up. "You better live up to your name, little one." He rubbed her behind the ears.

Bast rubbed against Yami's cheek, full on purr. "Yes." She meowed loudly.

Yami's brow raised, as moved Bast so his crimson eyes could meet her sapphire eyes. "I'll chalk that one up to coincidence." Bast meowed again, hopped from his grip, and headed off to another part of the house. Yami nudged Yuugi's shoulder. "Love, lunch."

Yuugi stretched, as his eyes fluttered open. "Yami." He yawned.

"Hmm?" Yami leaned forward and kissed Yuugi softly on the lips.

Yuugi giggled, and nipped at Yami's lips. They then moved to the sofa, and he grabbed a sandwich. "We've got a couple more hours before anyone returns home." He held a twinkle in his eye as he giggled.

"Mm Hmm." Yami grinned.

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"Mahado." Yami's voice was even as he called to his son. "Please, go to your room." It was time to settle up over yesterdays disastrous punishment job over his sons swearing.

Mahado straight faced, arms crossed, simply nodded towards his dad. Dropping his school bag into the pile with the others, he went to his room. He sat on the bed, and played with a car he'd picked up off the floor.

Yami closed the door behind him, and sat on the bed next to his son. "You do remember yesterday, and many days before when you used the word damn, and several other words I'm not going to repeat."

Mahado nodded his head, paying more attention to the car than to his dad.

"Then you'll also remember that we've asked you not to say those words." Yami took the car, so that his son had to look at him.

Mahado was the boy with dangerous violet bangs, and straight black hair that fell to his shoulders looked into his fathers Crimson eyes. Crimson met Crimson, Yami's narrowed, and did his. Mahado may have been five and silly most of the time, but he could fool many into thinking he was older, until he spoke. His grammar was still improving. "You say them when you were my age way back when."

Yami sat the car aside and rested a hand on his stomach. "3000 some odd years ago Mahado children were reared different. We had to be grown up at your age. We knew every day that we existed it could be our parents last. In today's society there are medicines, and plenty of jobs to ensure people have longer lives." He smiled to his son, and ruffled his hair. "Enjoy it while you can, because when you're older you're going to have more responsibility than you'll want. Remember, you've got siblings to look after."

"I'll try." Mahado sighed. "Car back now. Please."

Yami smiled, and handed him his car. "Blink of an eye." He pushed himself to stand. "You'll be there soon enough. First crush, first kiss, first car… They'll all come soon enough."

Mahado's face twisted as he stuck his tongue out. "Yuck dad. No kiss, cooties!"

Yami laughed, and kissed his sons forehead. "Good boy."

Mahado smiled, and kissed his dads cheeks. "Family cooties are good though."

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Yami came down the hall to find Mana staring intently at the mural of Black Magician girl riding a horse that was painted on her wall. He knocked on her door. Damn what was with their kids being so 'old' for their age?

Mana snapped from her daze. "Dad." She smiled. "Tell me story again bout friend that fought by your side. I named after her, after all." She ran her hands across the horse's leg.

Yami laughed. Dinner apparently was going to be late this evening, as it was his turn to cook. Maybe Aurora or Yuugi would catch on that he was occupied, and it would still be on time. He sat on her bed, and patted.

Mana skipped the couple steps between them. Her uncontained, cascading curls that fell to the middle of her back, dancing. She plopped onto the bed next to her dad. She leaned into him, since she couldn't occupy his lap. "First though, sissy okay." She put a hand on her dad's stomach, and looked up at him with large vibrant purple eyes.

Yami put his hand on hers, and nodded. "Very well." He moved her hand, to find the kicks, so she could feel them to. "Now, that story you wanted." He winked. She giggled.

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Yuugi noticed that Yami had become occupied, so he took dinner into his hands.

Atemu got up from watching TV, and came into the kitchen. "Me help Mommy." It was more demanded than asked.

Aurora entered the kitchen, laden with bags of food.

Yuugi smiled towards Aurora. "How about we help Nanna first, and then you can help me."

Aurora smiled towards Yuugi. "Thanks. We needed more than I thought." They all laughed. "Once this stuffs up, you want me to help you two?"

"Sure. We can make it a project. I was thinking about spaghetti." Yuugi started unpacking the lighter bags.

Auroa laughed, and raised an arm in a cheer. "Mess central here we come!"

Atemu raised a brow, and crossed his arms over his chest. "I fuse to comment."

"We are all messy sometimes." Yuugi ruffled his tri colored locks, and grinned.