Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Breath No More ❯ Blessed ( Chapter 20 )

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Or the song “Blessed”

 

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I sat looking out the window for hours. Mokuba and Sara were playing board games because Seto had taken the video games away. Reason: Mokuba and Sara were fighting about which of the million games to play. Literally fighting! Mokuba now had scratch marks on his arm and Sara had a bruise on her leg. It confused me so fucking much, because it's so dumb t fight over stuff like that. Anyway, Seto handed them a board game to play the rest of the day.

Seto was at work, duh. And me… looked out the window… all day. It was raining, so Mokuba and Sara didn't want to go outside.

I had nothing better to do at this moment, so I ran outside. It made me feel like a kid again, just to jump into a mud puddle. I started to feel a bit dizzy, but I ignored it. I had been sick for the past week, and was not aloud outside the house in that whole time.

“I don't think this was suck a good idea,” I said to myself as I fell to my knees. I heard someone's voice as everything went dark, I looked up in time and saw Seto. Next thing I saw: Blackness.

 

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Dream/Future glimpse

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“Mum? MUM?!?” a male voice yelled.

“What? Oww, my head.” Who was calling me `mom'? Why did my head hurt? I put my hand on my temple and painfully opened my eyes. There were 4 teenagers staring at me. 3 males 1 female. One looked like Seto only with black hair and black eyes. Two others looked around the same age, and had brown hair and bright blue eyes, probably twins. The last one was a girl with long brown hair and dark, almost cold, blue eyes.

 

Hey you, you're a child in my head
You haven't walked yet
Your first words have yet to be said
But I swear you'll be blessed

 

 

“Mom, are you okay?” Asked the girl.

“Yes, Kristina, she's perfect. She just fell down a whole flight of stairs!” Said one of the male twins.

“Shut up, Konner!” Said Kristina.

“WHAT!?!” I said dazed.

 

I know you're still just a dream
your eyes might be green
Or the bluest that I've ever seen
Anyway you'll be blessed

 

“Mummy, do you not remember?” Said the teen that looked like Seto. He had British accent like me. Now I was really confused.

“Umm, no I don't. What happened?” I asked. Konner helped me stand up and I leaned against the wall.

 

And you, you'll be blessed
You'll have the best
I promise you that
I'll pick a star from the sky

 

“You were rushing down the steps to stop Nicholas from beating the living hell out of Konner.” Said Konners twin. He had a book in his hand; title “Death Knows, No End”. But that can't be, because I'm the one writing that book. I look at it once again, author: Drusilla Kaiba.

I looked over at the table in front of me, and there was a picture of Seto and I. I was wearing a wedding dress.

 

Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that
You'll be blessed

 

“N-Nicholas, why were you trying to hurt K-Konner?” I said stuttering.

“Well…” I started to feel dizzy again and fell to the ground. The last thing I heard was Nicholas yell, “Christopher, call an ambulance!”

 

I need you before I'm too old
To have and to hold
To walk with you and watch you grow
And know that you're blessed

 

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End of dream/End of future glimpse

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“Drusilla? DRUSILLA?!?” Mokuba yelled.

“Ahh, shut up!” I said.

“Sorry, are you okay?” Mokuba asked.

“I'm fine. Where's Seto?”

“I'm here. Mokuba and Sara, go play, please.”

“Okay brother. Come on Sara, I bet I can beat you at a pudding eating contest.”

“Oh, you're on!” Sara said.

“What were you thinking?” Seto said after Mokuba and Sara had left. He walked over to me and brushed a few strands of hair out of my face.

“Seto, you're going to be a good father one day.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” I said pulling him down into a passionate kiss.

 

I didn't see Seto in the dream, but I still knew he was going to be a good father. If he was willing to marry me even after putting him through hell now, then he had to be a good father. If I could have 4 beautiful children with him, then my life is worth something. When and if that day comes, isn't up to me. It's up to destiny.

 

And you, you'll be blessed
You'll have the best
I promise you that
I'll pick a star from the sky
Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that, promise you that,

You'll be blessed
You'll have the best
I promise you that
I'll pick a star from the sky
Pull your name from a hat
I promise you that, promise you that, promise you that
You'll be blessed