Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A kiss means koi ❯ Chapter IV ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, I own "Truth of the Insane" but nothing else.

This came up while thinking of Truth of the Insane, but it has nothing to do with the story. It's an AU, and cute. Seto is smart, but he is childish innocence as a kid.

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Contains said child abuse. Rape, lies, insults, and Anzu bashing, hope you enjoy!

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A Kiss means Koi

By: Araki

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Seto sat at his desk, staring at his screen, yet the words were just pushed together, making it difficult. A smile took over his face as the thought of Katsuya, bent over a baby carriage, rear in the air, so vulnerable at that moment. He also thought that the blonde would slap him for that peck on the cheek, but the boy had done nothing.

The door opened, forcing Seto to look up at Mokuba, who was carrying a plate of sunny-side-up eggs, toast, and bacon. The sight of the food made Seto's eyes widened. "What did you do Mokuba, burn the kitchen? I know you, nor I, can cook."

"Nah, I think I should call your teacher. You're not taking care of your own `child', Katsuya has been up since five, trying to get the buzzer to go off. When he did, he decided to make us breakfast. Actually, this is really good!" He smiled. "Maybe Katsuya can live here, if we get free meals like this."

Rolling his eyes, Seto put the plate in front of him, putting the eggs on his toast, along with his bacon. "Why is he doing this?" Seto asked.

"Maybe he's trying not to wear out his welcome." Mokuba sighed, staring right back.

"Maybe." Seto took a bite of his `sandwich' his eyes widened. "Wow, thish is good." He muttered with a full mouth. "I'll think about it," He finally said, swallowing. "Better than the burnt food you and I normally eat."

Mokuba nodded, running out of the room and left Seto to eat his food, slowly.

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Katsuya sat the toy down on the couch, taking out his paper work and writing his progress. Mokuba walked back into the room, sitting next to the toy, eyeing it.

"Why are you so good with the toy?"

"I need the grade." Katsuya smiled, looking up from his writing. "This isn't going to help, though. It's a team effort grade, and there is no I in team." He stared back down.

"Seto normally does his homework last minute, even if it means he just has to put gibberish down." Mokuba sat next to the boy, his eyes wide as the blonde layback.

"Strange he can find the time to kiss somebody, but not take care of his homework. Oi, so it wasn't a kiss, a peck, but still…"

Mokuba's eyes brightened. "He kissed you!? The last person he's ever kissed was under a dare-he can't back down from a challenge-to kiss one of my friends. If he did, I'd leave him alone for a week." He smiled.

"A peck."

"He wants to kiss you." Mokuba put his arms together and pretended to make out.

Katsuya's honey eyes widened. "No…"

"Yea." Mokuba shot back before running out of the room. Katsuya sat back, groaning as the child began to cry once more.

"Please…" He picked the baby up, holding it close. "Stop crying…" He hugged it tightly. Tears leaving his eyes as hesitantly only thought about the kiss. "Why does everybody hate me?"

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Seto leaned against the door to the living room, staring at the blonde. His eyes softened as the blonde went on about how everybody hated him.

Pulling the necklace out of his shirt, Seto stared at the `K' on it, smiling.

"Honda was right, who am I fooling? There are so many men in Domino alone, how could I find ONE with the letter `S' and no other clue." Seto's eyes quirked up, shock meeting them. "Maybe he, or she for that matter, doesn't remember. What if it's a she? I can't tell a girl I'm not interested in a relationship after this long search."

The many questions circled Seto, forcing him to stare at his necklace closer. The blonde made him think, but what was he yapping on about, anyway?

Putting his necklace away, Seto walked up to his study, getting back to work.

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The door was cracked open as Seto walked into the room, staring at the sleeping blonde. Books were around the boy, meaning he was studying for something, the covers were bright, but he didn't have the courage to check on what it was.

<i>"I want to be a great cook when I grow up, Seto!"</i>

Leaning down, Seto stared over the boy's features, touching the necklace around his neck. An imprinted `S' was in the middle of a cut-in-half heart, much like his own. Seto pulled out his necklace, pressing both pieces together. A smile formed his lips as he stared down.

<i>"Katsuya, what do you think of kids? Can we have kids when we grow up and live together?"</i>

Leaving his necklace on Katsuya, Seto walked towards the doll carriage, taking the child in his arms. Tears left the cold C.E.O.'s eyes, pressing the baby up against him.

<i> "But boy's can't have babies, mommy said that…" </i>

Seto put the toy back in the crib, walking out of the room, tears still streamed down his eyes. He couldn't believe that in such little time, no in all his life of searching, the boy he looked for was right in front of him.

<i> "Teachers say I'm smart, maybe I can make something so we can have kids, be an inventor like Alexander Grambell!" </i>

Pulling himself in bed, Seto stared at the lights that sparked from town, his face softened. He never felt so light, so carefree. The blonde was his sanity, all that he had left.

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Katsuya sat up in bed, leaning down as his necklace felt heavier. His eyes brightened to the other half that was put on, it held a `K', fighting right next to his `S'.

"Looks like Kaiba Seto." He whispered, rubbing his eyes as he stared at the crib. The baby wasn't tucked in, the blankets were messed up, and someone or something had moved his books on the floor.

Standing up, Jou walked out of the room, baby at hand, stopping at Seto's room, hearing a soft cry.

"Seto!" He opened the door.

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Araki: Most of you know I love to freeze on the good parts, I should have a lemon in next chp. Hope you have read, but Nine Months II has reopened, and I am making it a request line. Wanna put in a cute story for the kids, write your own? Then feel free, I will be writing for it again myself-couldn't depart from it yet -___-, that means the ending-the epilogue- will change. Along this, that means Hathor and the kids can be real :), just don't expect daily updates. I've brought it back because I need to do something cute.