Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ It Started With Snow ❯ Jou's 9th month part 4 ( Chapter 34 )

It Started With Snow

Warnings: Mpreg, yaoi, and language.

Pairings: Seto/Jou and Yugi/Yami

Notes: As before, if you're interested in the new fan-art for this story, send me an e-mail and I'll give you the link.

This jumps for a little between Jou's POV and the activities at the Game Shop and Kaiba's POV at the mansion. It shouldn't get too confusing.

And finally, the review responses are going to be held off on this chapter, however, please know I've read them all and appreciate them all.

In addition, someone on Yahoo sent me a request to add him or her. I apologize, but my computer crashed when the alert came through and I didn't catch your name. If you would be so kind as to send the request again, I do want to add you, I just didn't have enough time to catch the name before the computer went down.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! If I did, there would be nightly shagging, and Seto and Jou would be locked away in my bedroom for my guilty pleasures. =)

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~Previous Chapter~

"No he won't." Yami assured. "Remember, I'm carrying at least one, you've got two…we need to keep up our energy, right?" Jou nodded. "And you need to stay healthy for when you deliver, and I need all the extra nutrients I can get so that mine are healthy."

Jou just shook his head, "You've been waiting for me to get better so you have an excuse to binge, haven't you?"

"No, actually, I've been waiting to see what odd creations we can mix together and claim as cravings."

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Within minutes, Jou and Yami were sitting around the kitchen table that was piled with every conceivable type of take out orders, and some random things they'd found in the refrigerator and cupboards. Jou was the first to dive in. He went straight for the pizza. He took three pieces and after biting into the first, stared at it a minute.

"Is it okay, Jou?" Yami asked around a mouthful of sweet and sour chicken.

The blonde nodded still frowning, "It needs something else." He began rooting around on the table, looking for something to add to it. Quickly finding some whip cream, Jou squirted some on to the pepperoni, mushroom, and pineapples already on the pizza. Taking another bite of the `customized' pie, Jou grinned, "That's how it should have been from the start."

"Looks good." Yami agreed as he took a piece for himself and added some of the whip cream. To his surprise, it didn't taste as odd as he thought it would. "Here, try some of these wings." He passed a container over to Jou.

Opening the box, Jou saw the wings were covered with an almost glowing orange sauce. "What kind are these? Nuclear wings?" he teased.

"I don't know. I just asked what that hottest ones were and told them to send two dozen." Yami answered.

Giving the Pharaoh a wary glance, Jou hesitantly bit into a wing. Finding that it wasn't as hot as they looked or smelled, he added some of the jalapeno sauce from one of the Mexican bags. "Not too bad, but the sauce makes it. They were too mild the other way." Jou critiqued.

The men continued eating their way across the table. Not bothering with cups, Yami and Jou drank from the bottle of Yugi's secret soda stash. They devoured rest of the pizzas, Yami'd gotten three large ones. Next came the remainder of Yami's Chinese food, two foot long subs, two and a half gallons of ice cream, one peaches and cream, the other was butterscotch, and six soft tacos each.

After the initial gorge, Yami leaned back and surveyed the damage. All that remained were a few chicken wings, and some remaining deluxe nachos. "There are still some wings left, here." Yami passed the wings to Jou.

"How much room do you think I have in here?" Jou asked, adjusting his position to breath easier.

"Aw, come on, you know you want one more." Yami challenged. "There's some peanut butter if you want to dip them."

Jou took one and tossed the remaining wing to Yami. "You first!"

The Pharaoh took the wing and smeared peanut butter all over the chicken. The wing went down fine, but the long drink of pop was the end of the Pharaoh's jeans. With the last swallow, the button on the them flew off.

"Damn Yami, looks like you're already three months gone!" Jou laughed.

The Egyptian looked down and saw his once flat stomach, now swollen as Jou said, to looking roughly three months pregnant. "Guess we won't be doing this again. If we do, I'll be bigger than you." He shot back, teasing.

Jou looked down, "No, you're going to need some help if you're going to get this big." The blonde sat back, resting his hands as far as he could around his belly. After a few minutes, he yawned, "You know, I think I'm going to head to bed. All this food is making me sleepy." Pushing himself up from the chair, Jou swayed a minute as his center of gravity changed from the recent binge. Then, grabbing the nachos, he found his balance, grinned at Yami, and walked to the couch without saying another word.

Shortly after, Yami heard his light come in. Figuring Jou had fallen asleep because Yugi didn't stop to talk to him, Yami got up and quickly pushed what garbage he could into a nearby bag. Hoping to make it look a little neater, he made a pile of the rest of the containers and set the stack on the counter.

"Yami…what happened?" the small duelist asked. Seeing the pile Yami was trying to hide and the Pharaoh's open jeans, he answered his own question. "I really might not want to know."

Yami pulled his shirt down to cover what he could of his new belly. "Nothing, Love. We didn't do anything that you'd have let us do if we asked." He smiled innocently, which on Yami, looked a little eerie.

"Then mind telling me why Jou's passed out on the couch, holding a loaded plate of nachos, why there's a stack of empty containers on the counter, and where this came from?" Yugi walked over in front of Yami and lifted the Pharaoh's shirt while waiting for the answer.

"The stack of empty containers came from the stuff that we ordered. Jou's on the couch, because that's where he's sleeping while he's here, and as for the last one…umm…I'm carrying twice as many as Jou is and showing really early?" He teased, trying to think up something logical.

Yugi started to rub circles on his dark half's swollen stomach. "Nope. I'll buy your story on the containers and I'll even buy the story of Jou. However, I don't think you can blame the baby this time. Not this early, anyway."

Yami faked being insulted. "Fine, if that's how you want to act. Don't believe me."

"Don't worry," Yugi grinned, "I'm not believing you!" He stated as he continued running his hands over Yami.

"Mmm…now I know why Seto and Jou were going at it like rabbits…" Yami stated. "That feels so damn good." He caught one of Yugi's hands and held it still on his belly. "Soon there's going to be a little one growing and kicking in there."

Yugi checked the living room for signs of activity. All he heard was Jou snoring softly. "Feel like a little workout, Pharaoh?"

Not use to being called that by Yugi, he took a minute to recover, "What do you have in mind, little one?"

"Well, I figure you apparently had so much fun gorging yourself with Jou, that we'd have just as much fun taking care of the results."

"And exactly how do you plan on doing this?" Yami questioned, hoping he was thinking along the same lines as his light.

Sliding his small hand down the front of Yami's open jeans, he caressed the bulge he found there. "I think you already know how. Now the question is where?'

Looking around, Yugi's violet eyes settled on the kitchen table. "Remember when we were at Seto's and he caught us on his table?" He asked, knowing full well that his partner did. "I want to do it again. Except this time, I'm on top."

Staring at the small duelist, Yami couldn't believe what he was hearing. His light actually wanted to initiate sex, had the place to do it picked out, and was prepared to do something extremely kinky. "What are you doing here, and where is my Yugi?"

"I'm getting ready to take my Pharaoh on the kitchen table, and your Yugi's right here." He said, as he pulled Yami next to the table. He wanted to be careful not to hurt the baby or babies, if they'd get that lucky, and he also didn't want to put Yami in any pain. Surprising his dark half yet again, Yugi actually lifted Yami on to the table.

"Y…Yugi, how…why…?" Yami asked, not sure what to expect from his light.

With an erotic smile, Yugi grabbed the container with the few remaining chicken wings. While joining his love on the table, Yugi noticed that there was still a decent amount of sauce left. Dipping his finger in it, he slowly drew patterns over Yami's belly. When his masterpiece was finished, Yugi's tongue began to erase the artwork. As he reached Yami's navel, his tongue slid in, causing the Egyptian to moan.

"Sweet Ra…" Whispered Yami as his eye's slid shut.

"Not too bad. Could be a little hotter, though." Moving from Yami's abdomen to the nape of his neck, Yugi bit down, drawing a small amount of blood. After a soothing lick to the area, he continued trailing kisses until he reached Yami's ear. Using his teeth to gently scrape over the lobe, Yugi tugged on it and was rewarded with another longer moan.

Yami's hands had found their way underneath Yugi's shirt, and had pulled it most of the way up. Yugi stopped his ministrations and removed the fabric himself. His hands wandered back to his Pharaoh's jeans. Slipping both hands inside, he slid the soft fabric down to Yami's hips, which were lifted so that the jeans could be removed.

"So beautiful…"Yugi admired from his position, straddling Yami's thighs. With one hand, Yugi slid his own jeans down and threw them to the kitchen floor. Taking the hem of Yami's shirt, the small light proceeded to remove the last of the restrictive clothing.

Not being able to control himself, due to the unusual positions and his hikari's sudden assertiveness, Yami began moaning for Yugi to take him without preparing him. Listening to the pleas, Yugi positioned himself, and gently pushed into his dark half. Minutes later, the Game Shop was filled with needful, lusty cries that quickly turned to screams of various Egyptian gods and lover's names.

Jou rolled over so he could hear a little more clearly. Not expecting to hear what he did, he thought to himself, "So this is what Mokuba hears on a nightly basis…"

Over at Seto's mansion, Kaiba was beginning to slide into bed himself. He thought about tomorrow, finally getting to see his husband for the first time in a week. "I hope Jou doesn't decide to go into labor tonight. I don't want to make up in a hospital room." He continued thinking about the twins. He wanted them to be okay, but he was getting desperate to hold them.

Jou had already picked out the name for the one he was going to name. They'd briefly discussed it right before Jou had stormed out. Jou liked Makoto for a boy, and Minako for a girl. Somehow the blonde had been possessed to have the first name start with an M. He'd confessed that he picked Makoto because if Mokuba. Then he admitted to wanting to see if Seto could yell at the right one. Minako, Jou confessed was just something that sounded pretty.

Seto had picked out for a girl, Kiara, and for a boy, Zaylin. Granted it wasn't a Japanese name, but he'd picked it up from a business trip to the United States. The name had always stuck with him. The babies' middle names would be given at the hospital, as the men hadn't thought that far. Just getting the first names were hard enough.

As he settled in, Seto longed to hold Jou close and feel his warm body close to his own. As it had seemed from the beginning of their relationship, Jou was always the heat to Seto's own coldness. The blonde had melted the layers of ice around Kaiba's heart, and had shown him degrees of love he'd never fathomed.

Gozaburo had never shown him anything but abuse and hatred. As far back as Seto could remember, the only person that had truly loved him was Mokuba. The little Kaiba had stuck with him through everything, never giving up on his elder brother. Now, in addition to Mokuba, Seto had Jou to love him, and he had the solid friendship of Yami and Yugi.

Seto rolled on his side, "If only I had my Puppy in my arms. I could die a very happy man tonight." He allowed his eye to close as he started to dream. For the last few nights, he'd been having dreams of Jou and the two tri-haired men teaching him the sacrifices Jou was making with his body for Seto and the babies. Granted, the dreams had unnerved the brunette at first, being so realistic, but now, he was beginning to understand what his puppy was going through and what an ass he'd been to Jou.

After last night's activities, Yami's belly had shrunk slightly, with just the barest trace of a curve to it. He rolled over, looked at the clock, and groaned. "Aibou…come on. We need to get going. The shop's not going to clean itself."

Yugi turned to face his dark half. "No. I'm not going. It's warm here." He stated as he snuggled closer to Yami.

"Yugi, while I'd never turn down sleeping in with you, it's almost one in the afternoon."

Both violet orbs flew open. "Shit! There's a shipment of new cards coming in this afternoon, too!" The little light groaned. He promised his grandfather he'd remember. He'd even written it on the calendar in bright green marker.

The phone rang just then, breaking Yugi's self-rebuking. "Hello?" he answered.

"Yugi, how's my favorite grandson?"

"Just fine, Grandpa. We're working on cleaning the shop for you."

"Good." The old man praised. "Remember the shipment is coming. It should be there in an hour or two. I'll take care of it when I get home. Which is why I'm calling you. Plans have changed and I'll be home late next week."

Yami looked worriedly at his love. Yugi rolled his eyes and mouthed, "I'll tell you later" to him.

As the small duelist hung up with his grandfather, he started banging his head against Yami's shoulder. "Umm…Aibou, while I appreciate you not using something harder, I'm concerned that you're going to end up displacing my shoulder and it's innocent. What's wrong?"

"Nothing," He sighed heavily, leaning on the abused shoulder. "Grandpa's coming home earlier than expected. He's coming at the end of next week."

"I see. Yugi, you're going to have to tell him about us sooner or later." Yami reasoned. "You can't wait forever. After I start showing, he's going to figure something's up. Besides, don't forget about December." The Egyptian smiled proudly.

"I can't wait." Yugi curled up on Yami's lap, one hand wrapped around his fiancee's back, and the other rested on Yami's almost flat stomach, protectively. "I guess we should see if Jou's up. Seto will be coming."

Precisely at three, Kaiba was at the Game Shop's entrance. Yami let him in, attracting a few long glances from his choice of working clothes, or lack there of. Skintight black jeans that looked as old as the Pharaoh himself replaced Yami's usual leather. Going shirtless because of the small space and the amount of body heat generated by the two men, Yami noticed Kaiba trying not to look at his still toned body. Leading him into the living room, the Pharaoh left the two alone so they could talk out what they needed.

Once Yami had left, Seto sat down beside Jou. "Katsuya…I'm sorry. I know I really overreacted to everything before you left me."

Jou had moved close to his dragon as he could. "I didn't know what I did wrong that night. I didn't want to be hurt again. Not like before…" Jou trailed.

Seto knew where his lover's line of thinking was going. In an attempt to derail the memories of the past, Kaiba admitted, "I know I haven't been much help with anything. I don't really know what to do in these kinds of situations. Love is something that is foreign to me as well. I'm doing the best I can."

"I know…I'm sorry for running out. I…I thought I was either going to lose them, or they were going to come without you being there." Jou whispered.

"Why, Pup? What made you think that?" Seto asked, gently rubbing Jou's belly. He had missed doing this almost as he'd missed holding him.

The blonde kept his head down and stated, "I thought I was going to lose them, because I wound up here with a fever. I didn't know how it would affect them. I thought they were going to come, because after leaving the house, I made it to the park. I stopped to rest, and they started kicking hard."

All Seto could do was hold his golden puppy close. "You won't lose them. They're fighters like we are. Our twins have that on their side. They've got the most stubborn genes in the world."

"Yeah…about that. Seto, how would you feel about an early birthday present?" Jou asked, knowing it was now or never.

Looking surprised, Seto answered, "It's fine, but why can't it wait?"

Jou struggled to get up. When he did, he searched in his bag for the black velvet box he had Yugi pick up for him earlier. "Here." Jou held out the box.

"Mutt, what did you do this for?" Seto asked, opening the box. Inside were three silver dragon charms. They were identical, except for their eyes. One had deep blue eyes, another had blood red ones, and the third had one red and one blue. "Jou? What's all this mean?"

Jou smiled, "What do you think it means, Dragon?" He took Seto's free hand and put it on his belly.

"You…you're not serious. This is all to get back at me for this fight." Seto stammered, not wanting to believe his eyes. "Three?"

The blonde's smile turned into a huge grin. "Triplets, Seto. Three little dragons."

Tears began forming in Seto's eyes. "Jou, now I'm even more sorry for everything. Why didn't the doctor tell us before?"

"She suspected from the fifth month on. She just found the third one when she took care of my temperature." Informed Jou as he started to rub low on his belly.

"You okay, love?" Seto asked, concerned. He knew it was close to his puppy's due date.

Jou took in a sharp breath and held it for a few moments. "Yeah, just getting kicked. I think they know we're talking about them."

Seto put his hands over Jou's, and leaned in close, giving him a soft, gentle kiss. "How about we get you home, and we can take care of them there. Then, you can show me where the new little Blue-Eyes White Dragon is." He teased.

"Oh, I can do that right here." Jou offered. He took Seto's hand and moved it low on his belly where he'd been feeling the kicks. "And, it's a baby Red-Eyes."

"Come on, Pup. Let's get you out of here, and we can finish making up at home. I'll tell Yami what's going on so Yugi doesn't worry." Seto stated with an evil glint to his eyes.

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