A/N: Written by Akiko Kuro Ookami and CapicornKitty1975. Edited by myself. I have permission to upload to FFN on behalf of the Authors.

Chapter 9

The next day or so, Yami decided to take Yugi to the doctor's office. He wanted to know for sure what's going on with Yugi. He's become increasingly worried with his lover's mood swings, cravings, and morning sickness. He had his suspicions, but he didn't know for certain if Yugi is or isn't pregnant.

After the doctor told them the news, Yugi's face shown with excitement. He grinned up at Yami. "You're going to be a daddy!"

Yami grinned back, "Yep and you'll be a mommy."

Yugi giggled. The doctor cleared his throat. "Uh, the test came back as twins...which will make you a high risk pregnancy because of your petite frame."

Yami frowned in worry of hearing this, "So, what will we need to do then?"

"Well, rest will be needed, healthy eating, things like that. We have some prescriptions to call in, Vitamins, et cetera."

"Alright then," agreed Yami, knowing he'd do what he needed to for his lover.

Yugi was bouncing with excitement. "You are going to be a great daddy!" The nurse came in, ushering Yugi out. The doctor grabbed Yami.

"A word?" He asked, with a worried undertone.

"Uh, sure," replied Yami nervously.

"There is no way to put this delicately. Yugi's chances of surviving a full, to term pregnancy is...20%, with the babies having a 90%." The doctor's eyes were full of sorrow.

"Oh," said Yami quietly, having trouble swallowing this news.

"He was so adorable; I couldn't bear to say it." The doctor frowned.

"That's just how he is," replied Yami simply.

"Yami, c'mere! There is cute little baby stuff to look at!" Yugi called happily.

Yami smiled wearily, heading out to go shopping with Yugi.

Yugi hugged Yami tightly. "Twins! We gotta figure out boys and girls names!" Yugi smiled up at Yami, amethyst eyes shining.

"Indeed," grinned Yami, unsure if he should tell Yugi of what the doctor had told him, but decided to not tell him now, but perhaps later.

Yugi tugged him around, looking at nursery ideas, clothes, and toys. Yugi also took Yami to a restaurant. "I'm hungry." He pouted.

"I am too," he laughed lightly, tired as well from all of the shopping they've done so far. "We'll need to tell your brother the good news later."

"Oh, right! He's gonna be an uncle! Let's go!" Yugi tugged at Yami, getting up before anyone came to take an order.

"Hehe, food first, Aibou," Yami steered him back. "There's plenty of time to tell him later."

Yugi pouted, but sat down.

"Good," said Yami, holding Yugi's hand. "A quick meal then?"

"Okay." Yugi started looking over the menu. He decided on a salad, a sandwich, some soup, a side of french fries and a chocolate milk shake

Yami didn't mind. He'd be able to pay for it. He did wonder absently in the back of his mind if the chief would give him paternity leave. He ordered a soup and sandwich with a drink of diet Pepsi. He had to stay awake of course. He knew some diet soda isn't really de-caffeinated.

Yugi looked up at Yami. "I'm gonna get a job too. We'll need both incomes to support two babies. Something...well, different than what I had done before." Yugi shrugged.

"I could get you an administrative job in the station's office," he suggested, not wanting Yugi to worry or stress about stuff too much. "But that's just an option. It depends on what you want to do, hun."

"I don't think they will let me do that on probation." Yugi murmured.

"You won't be able to get work much anywhere with being on probation," pointed out Yami.

Yugi frowned. After a minute or two, he sighed. "I'm gonna go pee." He got up and went to the restroom.

A few minutes later, Yugi came back grinning. "I got a job! I start here Monday! They don't care if you are a felon." Yugi's face was beaming.

'That's great," smiled Yami, hoping Yugi wouldn't overwork himself.

Yugi cuddled up to Yami in the booth. He started eating again.

Yami wrapped an arm around him, eating as well.

Yugi finished before Yami, and fell asleep on him. A couple women walked by, giggling with "isn't he cute" and "isn't he sexy" directed at Yugi and Yami.

Yami sighed, hating other people sometimes, "Just ignore them, love. People are going to be idiots like this unfortunately."

Yugi let out a light, quiet snore, oblivious to the women.

"Hehe, he fell asleep," chuckled Yami, holding his lover close to him.

Yugi just snuggled closer to him, napping.

Yami finished his meal, paying for it. He picked up Yugi in his arms, heading for the door to leave.

Yawning, Yugi mumbled, "I can walk, ya know." He opened his eyes, smiling up at Yami.

"Yes, but you're pregnant so I get the excuse to carry you," grinned Yami, making sure to get Yugi's leftovers of what he didn't eat before leaving the restaurant.

Yugi humphed. "We gonna go see 'Temmie?" He asked eyes hopeful.

"Yep," said Yami, texting him to receive another. "Looks like we're heading to the hospital. He's there with Akefia. By the sound of it something happened to Akefia."

Yugi looked up, worried eyes. "Let's go right now."

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Atem paced back and forth, waiting for when he'd receive any news of Akefia's condition.

"Get the fuck off of me. I'm fine." Akefia stormed out, looking aggravated.

Atem hugged him, "Are you ok?"

"Yea, if they will stop sticking me with those damn needles." Akefia growled.

"I know," he murmured. "So, any news?"

"Yea, but not here." Akefia headed out.

"Hey, wait up," called out Atem, rushing off after him.

Akefia waited at the elevator, tapping his foot impatiently.

"Are you sure it's a good idea to go out of there without getting any news of your condition?" he asked.

"I know what's going on." Akefia snarled. As the doors opened, he entered. "C'mon."

"Oh, um ok," Atem stepped in with his fiancé, hoping he's alright.

"I'm pregnant." Akefia spat, arms crossed, looking in the corner.

"Then why are you so pissy?" asked Atem in concern.

Akefia looked at him. "I'm pregnant." He said again, like that should explain everything.

"So, are you high risk or something from the fainting incident?" he asked, not fazed by the whole pregnant thing. "I'm happy about it of course, but I want to make sure you'll be ok, 'Kefia."

"No, I'm fine. I'm normal, normal risk, everything." Akefia huffed, not looking at Atem.

"Is it just being pregnant in general pissing you off?" he asked, trying to be helpful.

"The mood swings don't help." Akefia muttered, still looking away.

Atem sighed, "I know. We'll figure something out."

Just then, when the doors of the elevator opened up, the two stepped out. Atem had been glomped by his younger brother.

"Hey there," said Atem softly.

"Hi! Guess what 'Temmie, I'm gonna have babies! Me and Yami! Isn't that great?! What's wrong with Muffin, is he okay?" Yugi looked worriedly at Akefia, still hugging his brother. Akefia grimaced at the nickname, but had given up after a year of trying to get Yugi to quit calling him that.

"He's alright. Seems other people are catching the baby bug too," chuckled Atem, hugging him back. "That's great."

Yami didn't know if this is the right time to tell Yugi, but he needed to know, "He's high risk."

Yugi just shrugged. "It's cause I'm little." Yugi grinned, smiling at Akefia. "Aww, we will have a little muffin!"

"Yep and you'll have baby pandas," grinned Atem.

Yugi grinned, bouncing on his heels. "Yup!" Akefia just rolled his eyes, shaking his head, and stormed off.

"Whoops, we have a runner it seems," grinned Atem, letting go of Yugi to catch up to his lover.

Yugi shrugged, and grabbed Yami's hand, heading out after them two. Akefia got in the taxi, waiting for Atem.

Atem slipped in beside him, "Want to head home?"

Akefia said nothing, nodding.

Atem gave the driver the directions as they headed back for home.

Akefia just frowned. "Doesn't this bother you?" He barked.

"It was bound to happen at some point," said Atem, wrapping an arm around his lover. "Either you or I would become pregnant eventually. So, no, it doesn't."

Akefia huffed, just crossing his arms, but not pulling away from Atem.

"Besides, I'm sure Yugi or Yami will help out with things," mused Atem.

"You just don't get it, do you?" Akefia snarled, eyes narrowing at Atem.

"It bothers you?" he asked, frowning as he's trying to understand why Akefia's so pissed off at him or something else.

"We aren't even fucking married!" Akefia exploded.

"Well, we haven't set a date yet," sweat dropped Atem. "We can figure it out."

"No." The cab stopped and Akefia stormed out.

"Oh," Atem stepped out, unsure of what to do to.

Akefia stormed up to the front door.

Atem sighed, heading up. He felt useless.

"Why don't you just get your shit and get out. You'd only be marrying me cause I'm fucking knocked up.

Atem reached over, having Akefia face him, "Look, I love you for you. I told you this would happen eventually. If you want me to leave then I'll leave."

"Do what makes you happy." Akefia spat, turning around and walking into the bathroom to vomit.

This in turn made Atem miserable. He wanted to be there for his lover, but he felt like Akefia is throwing everything away.

"Our fuckin' dickhead of a dad walked out on us when Ryou was born. He figures you will too." Bakura stated, shutting the door that he had obviously picked, since Akefia refused to give him a key.

"I wouldn't do that," Atem muttered glumly.

"I fuckin' know that, but he doesn't." Bakura shrugged. He grabbed a beer out of the fridge.

Atem sighed, sitting on the steps, "Right... So, how's life for you and Marik?"

"Pretty fuckin' good. I just came to get some stuff." Bakura explained, grabbing some silverware.

"Cool," nodded Atem, wondering what he'd do about Akefia.

"Akefia, stop being a fuckin' dickwad twatwaffle and come out. Atem ain't nothing like Aison." Bakura huffed, grabbing a pack of paper plates.

Atem breathed a sigh of relief, "Thanks, Bakura."

Bakura shrugged. "You're the best thing to happen to that asswipe. I don't want him throwing it away, or he'll be bugging the shit outta us." With that, Bakura headed out.

Atem felt astonished by this, but grateful as well. He went over to Akefia. He didn't want to be tossed aside.

"Hey," he said.

Akefia looked at him, and then cut his eyes away. "Hey."

"Look, I'm not going to be like your dad, ok? I'm not an asshole who walks out on people I love," he said sternly.

Akefia nodded, still not looking at Atem, arms still crossed.

"I'm not leaving you," Atem said bluntly. "Even if you make me."

Akefia looked up eyes haunted. "You say that now." Akefia conceded.

"Yeah, but I mean it," sighed Atem.

Akefia just looked down, saying nothing.

"What will prove it to you? Words don't seem to be working," pointed out Atem.

"I don't know." Akefia conceded, sighing. "I'm scared to lose you." He admitted.

Atem cupped Akefia's face in his hands, "Don't push me away then. You won't lose me."

Akefia stared at Atem, eyes still haunted. "I'm sorry." Akefia admitted.

"Don't apologize," he said softly. "I know this isn't easy for you."

Akefia just shrugged, but leaned on Atem. "I'm scared." he admitted.

"I am too," he admitted, holding him close.

"We'll work through this together?" Akefia asked, staring at Atem.

"Of course," he affirmed.

Akefia just held his lover, terrified for the future.

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Meanwhile, at the Kaiba mansion, Ryou woke up from taking a nap while Kaiba had been doing his usual business stuff. He rushed to the bathroom, throwing up. This had been going on for a while. He had asked Bakura to get him a pregnancy test which he used. When he received the results from it, he felt shocked. He'd have to wait for when Seto would be done for the day before giving him the news.

Seto came in about an hour later. He came over, giving Ryou a peck. "How was your day?"

"G-Good, um you need to sit down. I have something I need to tell you," said Ryou nervously after returning the gesture.

Seto sat down, staring at Ryou. "What is it Ry?" He asked; concern evident in his voice.

"So, you know how I've been feeling ill recently?" he asked, shifting on his feet apprehensively.

"Yes. Did you go to the doctor?" Seto asked, grabbing Ryou's hand.

"Yes, he gave me a test," said Ryou, pulling out the pregnancy test before showing it to Seto. "I'm pregnant."

Seto sat, processing the news.

Ryou stood there, nervous as he didn't know how Seto would take the news.

Seto nodded. "Well, we need to make sure you are taken care of, and then work on a nursery." Seto stated finally.

"You're not mad?" asked Ryou tentatively, worried because his father had walked out on him and his brothers so he wanted some reassurance.

"Of course not." Seto stated. "But we need to take care of priorities."

"Right," he agreed, inwardly sighing as he guessed everything with Seto is business.

Seto came over, taking Ryou's hand. "I love you. I love our baby. Okay?" Seto kissed Ryou gently.

"I know. I love you too and I'll also love our kid too," said Ryou softly,

Seto smiled tenderly. "Good."

"Indeed," he agreed, hugging him as he wondered how his brothers would take the news. "It's funny how Bakura and Akefia haven't met you yet."

Seto shrugged. "I have been waiting for you to feel comfortable to introduce me." He stated matter of factly.

Ryou pouted, "I have, but they're both busy with their own lives. Perhaps I can see if I can get them to come over or something since I'll need to tell them the good news."

"Of course. We can have a dinner. Let Bruce know how many place settings we'll need." Seto kissed Ryou's forehead and got up to head for his home office.

"Will do," blushed Ryou, watching Seto go as he took out his phone, texting Bakura about him, Marik, Akefia, and Atem coming over for a dinner since they needed to meet his boyfriend and discuss news.

Bakura texted back with a "k" whereas Akefia was polite enough to ask for a "when"

Ryou responded with, "Next weekend."

"K" from Bakura, and a "what do we need 2 bring" from Akefia

"Place settings," answered Ryou.

"K" from both

Ryou stowed his phone away after he finished. He felt tired again. He really hoped his brothers would like Seto.

Seto came in. "Go to bed and I will have Bruce bring you some supper." Seto stated kindly.

"Thanks, love," Ryou smiled softly, casting him a look filled with love before turning on his side to yawn.

Seto shook his head, picking Ryou up and taking him to the bed.

Ryou pouted, "I would've been ok on the floor. There's a carpet. Might ruin my back, but meh. Thanks though."

Seto shook his head, smoothing Ryou's hair. "Bruce will bring you some tea." He kissed Ryou's forehead.

"Ok," he agreed.

Bruce brought tea and some scones. "Anything else, Master Ryou?"

"Thanks, but no that's it," Ryou smiled kindly, appreciating the service.

He bowed, leaving.

Ryou sipped at his tea, thinking about how motherhood would be like.

Seto came up later. "How are you feeling?" Seto asked, sitting on the bed by Ryou.

"Good, just been making a list of the stuff we'll need to go shopping for," replied Ryou, having a written list on his lap.

"Good." Seto pulled out his wallet, handing a platinum card to Ryou.

Ryou looked at it, never having seen one until being with someone like Seto, accepting it tentatively, giving him a tender smile, "Thanks. I can ask Akefia or Bakura to go with me. Maybe Akefia would be better to ask since Bakura already has little ones to take care of."

"Bakura would get arrested." Seto noted dryly. As he stripped down, he laid down with Ryou, pulling the brit to him yawning.

"Tue, hard day with work?" he asked gently, resting his head on Seto's chest.

"Mmm. Always." Seto stated, running his hand through Ryou's hair.

"Mmm, I know. Have you tried the new schedule I suggested? The one where you take breaks," asked Ryou, relaxing from his lover's touch.

"Don't have time to take breaks." Seto murmured.

Ryou scowled, "That's poppycock and you know it. You can take breaks, but choose not to. The stress is getting to you, hun. I don't want you to overwork yourself too much."

Seto yawned, pulling Ryou close. "I know." He slurred as he drifted off to sleep.

"At least he knows," Ryou murmured quietly to himself as he nodded off as well within Seto's embrace.

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Meanwhile, Marik fed their kids. He frowned, knowing they needed to give their kids names.

Bakura came back with the plates and silverware. Setting the items down, he pulled Marik into a kiss.

He kissed him back, wrapping an arm around him, pulling back he said, "Hey sexy. We need to name our kids, you know."

Bakura looked confused. "We already did."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yea. Fucker..." he nodded at the boy, "and Princess." He nodded at the girl. "I been calling them by their names since they were born."

"I know, but they need proper names if they're going to school when they're old enough," pouted Marik.

"Those are proper names." Bakura harrumphed

"Princess is, but not the other," sighed Marik, shaking his head.

"Fine." Bakura let out an aggravated sigh. "What do you want Fucker's first name to be? I insist in keeping Fucker as his middle name, even if we have to spell it F-u-q-q-u-e-r. "

"That's fine. Um, I was thinking of naming him after my half-brother," blushed Marik, unsure if Bakura would be ok with it.

"Odion?" Bakura asked, brows furrowing.

"Well, either that or Rishid," replied Marik. "I mean he helped me out a lot when I was little. I thought it would be a good idea."

"Odion Fuqquer Touzouku it is. Princess Amane Touzouku. Those sound good?" Bakura asked, keeping his stoic mask on as he spoke his dead sister's name.

Marik kissed him, smirking lightly, "Yep, thanks."

Bakura nodded. "Wanna fuck?"

"Let me put these two to their nap then sure," blushed Marik, knowing he'd owe Bakura.

Bakura picked up Princess. He couldn't help it; she was a daddy's girl. And she already had Bakura wrapped around her little pinky.

Marik picked up baby Rishid, smiling softly. He already loved their children. He went with Bakura to put their kids to their nap.

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Meanwhile, Malik sat on the bed he shared with Joey. He hated not being able to move too much. He could still work sure, but not to the extent he's used to.

"Hey, how ya doin?" Joey asked as he came in from the bathroom, slipping on a tee shirt. He kissed Malik on the forehead, rummaging for jeans.

"Bored, bored, just bored," pouted Malik after kissing him back.

"Good. Better you be bored and safe, than at risk." Joey stuck his tongue out at Malik.

"Careful, I bite," he teased.

Joey swished a hand at Malik. "'Kay, Ima do the bar tonight. Ya wanna come down and do books, fine. But no walkin', got it?" Joey's voice was serious.

Malik still pouted, but nodded, "Alright."

"Good." Joey kissed him passionately, wrapping his arms around the crazy Egyptian's shoulders.

"Puppy, puppy, puppy, pup I love you," grinned Malik, glomping him.

Joey smiled back "I love you too, you Psycho." He hugged Malik tightly, but carefully.

"Hehe, yeah I most certainly am," Malik's still grinning.

Joey chuckled and headed down to the bar.

Malik followed him, going to do the books since apparently he's not allowed to move too much.

Joey brought him a milkshake.

Malik grinned, accepting it, "Thanks, pup."

"Woof." Joey rolled his eyes, coming back with some onion rings.

Malik chuckled lightly, appreciating Joey helping him out. He did the books, not finding it difficult since he had to do it sometimes.

Joey kept checking on him, doting over him

Malik felt flattered by it of course. He loved how attentive his lover can be.

At the end of the night, Joey came over to Malik, eyes heavy.

"Sleep?" he asked, tired as well.

Joey nodded as the two trudged up the stairs. Joey stripped down to his boxers, pulling Malik into bed.

Malik snuggled with his lover in their bed after he stripped down to his boxers as well.

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At Zorc's place, they finished preparing their plans to deal with the bastards trying to reclaim the east side.

Dartz was able to track down the man who came to the door. "I believe he should be here any moment." Dartz winked.

"Good," smirked Zorc, rubbing his hands together.

Soon there was a knock on the door.

Zorc approached, opening it.

The same guy was there who had "hit" on Dartz before. He smiled. "You all changed your mind?"

"Well, not necessarily. We decided to lure you here," smirked Zorc, ensuring the door is locked when the man stepped inside as well as any other ways he could try to escape.

"H...huh?" He swallowed audibly, looking around as Dartz came out, smiling evilly.

"Did you prepare the chair?" asked Zorc, figuring pressure point torture would work for now unless other methods needed to be used to break the man.

Dartz nodded as the man paled visibly. "W...what? Look, I'm not into crazy foreplay..."

"Oh, you poor unfortunate soul, this isn't foreplay," chuckled Zorc darkly with a cold smile on his lips. "This is a lesson to show you what happens when you threatened my lover and try to take what belongs to me."

"I...I didn't...I mean...when you told me no, I left." He whimpered.

"Still, Dartz was almost killed. I can't allow this to go unpunished. Can we, my love?" purred Zorc. "Besides, it'll teach your leader not to mess with me when I send you back in pieces."

"M...my leader? N...No, I don't have a leader..." he whimpered as Dartz opened the back door to their "special" room.

"Is this the right man, love?" asked Zorc to his partner in crime, wanting to make sure they have the right person.

"Well, he was the one who hit on me and who came to the door distracting you while the other guy put a knife to my throat." Dartz pouted.

"Ah, I see," mused the dark haired man. "Well, I'm sure our methods within our special chamber shall change his mind as well as bring word back to the others of his group not to mess with us."

Dartz smiled, clapping overly dramatically in excitement as he helped Zorc strap the man to the chair.

"So, which first? Electrocution or pressure points?" smirked Zorc, clearly not going to hold back at all with their victim in their special room they reserve for certain occasions.

"Let's start with pressure points...shall we?" Smiled Dartz, pulling on long, elbow length latex gloves.

"Agreed," replied Zorc, putting on a pair of gloves himself before the two went to work.