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WARNING: MARIK X RYOU,
MARIK X MALIK X RYOU, AND MALIK X RYOU LEMONS!!!!! YAOI! GAY SEX IN THIS
CHAPPIE! WOO-HOO!
Liann: Mako doesn’t have a wife or a girlfriend. Mako returned to the States and fell in love
with a girl. He slept with her and Umi was the result. When he returned back to the States, he
was woke by a baby crying. The mother had abandoned
the child on Mako’s boat with the note: ‘He’s Yours.’ Mako is a single father raising his son. Yes, Marik has to die to be cured of the
virus. Now they have to find a way to bring him back.
Terra: You can use a hot poker on him if you want. He needs
it.
bakachibi voidfox: I
have my website which I’m beginning to update often. I’m also on mediaminer
under the same penname.
Caterfree: I’m not sure what punishment the
gods would have condoned. I think the
gods saw how cruel Bakura was to Ryou and basically used the Hammurabi code of punishment “An eye for an eye.)
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Ryou sniffled in Marik’s arms, the blond yami stroking his
hair gently.
“Ryou….It’s going to be okay, baby.”
Ryou buried his face in Marik’s chest. “I love him more than
ever, Marik. It’s so hard to be away
from someone you love so much.”
“I know, Ryou. It is
hard. It’s hard on all of us to have Itemri away.”
“I’m trying not to give up hope. It’s so hard sometimes.”
Marik sighed and gathered Ryou closer to him. He placed a
kiss on Ryou’s forehead. “I know, angel.
I’ve been searching with Malik and we haven’t found anything. I don’t know where to go from here.”
Marik blinked and thought about what he had said.
Maybe the answer wasn’t in Domino at all.
Maybe when he and Malik were in the library at the
Something important.
All three yamis originated in
“I was so angry at finding our bodies in brown boxes, I think
we left prematurely. Malik and I should
have stayed there.”
“But you were in pain, Marik.
Bakura was very sick.”
Marik bit his lip, his eye twitching as he thought. “I feel like we left before we could
investigate that library. If it isn’t in
the library, Malik and I have to go to the only other place where the scrolls
would be located.”
Ryou looked up at the yami. “Where would that be?”
Marik took a deep breath.
“The
Ryou’s hand reached up and pressed against Marik’s chest.
“Are you sure? Do you think you can do
that in your condition?”
Marik took Ryou’s hand and kissed it. “I’d have to tap into
the magic of my Rod to sneak past the guards.
I’d have to rest. It would take a lot out of me, but----.” Marik closed
his eyes, tears running down his face as he thought about his former lover tied
to that bed. “But I’d do anything to get
Itemri back.”
Ryou brushed a tear away from Marik’s cheek. “I miss him, Marik.”
Marik looked down at Ryou sadly. He loved Ryou. He promised Bakura he would care for Ryou.
Marik leaned down and kissed Ryou’s lips gently. Ryou reached up and stroked the yami’s face
gently.
The yami shifted closer to Ryou, his arousal already
prominent from watching Ryou’s solo-performance and from being in close
proximity to his body.
The couple kissed, stroking each other’s hair and pressing
their bodies closer.
Marik’s hand drifted to Ryou’s back, feeling the scars from a
whip that Bakura had used on his back.
They were the reason that Ryou never walked around shirtless. Marik’s fingers drifted lightly as a feather
over the crevices on Ryou’s back.
A quiet sob and a shudder shook Ryou’s body against him.
“I’m sorry, baby. I…I haven’t explored your body in a long
time. And I……….. miss
it.”
Ryou wiped away a tear.
“You can explore me if you want, Marik.
I’d really like it…..I mean, I really need you,
Marik.”
Marik’s fingertips traced Ryou’s jawbone and slowly slipped
down Ryou’s neck. Marik’s fingers moved
across Ryou’s collarbone.
The white-haired man closed his eyes as the minute touch of
the yami sent pleasure spreading through his body.
Marik’s hands traced over Ryou’s scar from his heart
surgery. A faint brush of a nipple sent
Ryou moaning.
The yami leaned over and took Ryou’s nipple between his lips
and suckled. Ryou wrapped his arm around
Marik’s blond spiky hair, burying his fingers into it.
Marik’s tongue attended to the tiny bud, lapping at it and
circling it.
“Marik, baby……feels good, angel,” Ryou moaned.
Marik gently leaned forward, putting Ryou on his back. The yami rolled over on top of his lover and
continued to suckle on his budding flesh.
The yami rocked his hips against Ryou’s, rubbing his arousal
against him.
Another moan escaped Ryou as he rocked against the blond on
top of him. His face regained the red
color it had while he was touching himself.
His body regained its glistening from the sweat forming on
his body.
‘I have to remind myself I’m with Ryou. He can’t take me like
Malik can,’ Marik reminded himself.
Malik could take rough sex.
Ryou could not.
‘It would cause him to go into a flashback about his father,
Tim, and Jessica.’
Marik pulled back and looked into the chocolate brown eyes
below him. “Does this feel good, baby?”
Ryou nodded. “Marik, gods, I need you.”
Marik reached into the drawer by Bakura’s side of the bed. He
knew that’s where Bakura always kept his ‘toys.’
He reached in and grabbed a bottle of strawberry scented oil.
“I never thought Itemri would be a
‘berry man.’ Since when did he get into
Strawberry Lube?”
“He was into using berry lube for years, Marik,” Ryou said
with a slight smile.
Marik shook his head. “You think you’d know a guy after five
thousand years, you know?”
Ryou grinned. “You’re
trying to make me laugh, aren’t you?”
Marik smiled and leaned down to Ryou. “I hate seeing you cry,
my angel. I love to hear you laugh.”
Ryou’s hand brushed Marik’s cheek. “I love that smile.”
Marik kissed down Ryou’s body, taking care to kiss each rib
and inch of skin.
Marik arrived down to Ryou’s twitching member. He flipped open the cap and covered his
fingers with it. He squeezed some onto
his own hand. He snapped the lid closed
and leaned on one elbow to support himself.
He took Ryou’s hardening flesh into his mouth, feeling Ryou
squirm under him.
With his other hand, Marik stroked his own arousal. Ryou moaned as the yami spread some of the
oil around his entrance, teasing him.
“Marik….please.”
Marik pulled back for a moment to look at Ryou arching and
writhing on the mattress.
“Ryou, baby, are you ready?”
Ryou reached down and Marik offered him the hand that he was
using on himself.
Ryou gripped Marik’s hand and nodded. “Okay, baby.”
Marik swallowed around Ryou’s length and slowly pressed his
slicked finger into Ryou’s body. The
yami was met with some resistance from Ryou’s body, but soon surrendered to
Marik’s gentle intrusion.
Ryou squeezed Marik’s hand tightly and gave a little
whimper. He closed his eyes tightly and
took several deep breaths.
Ryou slowly released his grip on Marik’s hand, allowing the
yami to continue his actions on his own manhood.
Ryou gripped Marik’s hair and sifted his fingers through the
spiky blond hair.
The yami moaned around the flesh, making the other man shiver
with pleasure. Marik withdrew and teased
the head with his tongue, dipping into the slit and tasting Ryou’s
essence.
He teased the flesh with his tongue, tracing the veins
pulsing with blood, he licked the underside of the length, watching it twitch
and throb for more contact.
The yami withdrew his finger, only to bury it deeper into
Ryou’s body.
“Wider, baby,” Marik whispered.
Ryou shifted and spread his legs farther apart. Marik buried his finger inside Ryou deeper,
allowing him to almost touch Ryou’s prostate.
Marik felt his arousal becoming uncomfortably swollen. He stretched Ryou’s inner walls gently. The tunnel of flesh stretched for him
obediently.
Marik crawled up and positioned himself at Ryou’s entrance.
“Ready, baby?”
Ryou shifted himself closer to Marik and gripped Marik’s
shoulders. The yami gently pressed
himself into the warm tight heat of Ryou’s body.
A long, heavy moan escaped Ryou as the yami’s erect, weeping
length penetrated deeper into his hot, deep chasm.
“Ryou, baby, you are so beautiful,” Marik whispered as he
buried his face in Ryou’s neck and started sucking on the tender flesh.
Ryou closed his eyes, laying still
as possible until his body adjusted. Harsh conditioning over many years had
taught Ryou to lay still and relax as much as possible when any man entered
him.
Marik kissed Ryou’s neck, amazed by the control that Ryou was
exhibiting. “Are you okay, angel?”
Ryou nodded. “Yes, Marik. I’m okay.”
Marik stroked Ryou’s cheek with his fingertips, feeling his
pulsing need throb inside of the white-haired man.
“Ryou, I need to have you promise me something.”
“Promise you what?”
Marik avoided Ryou’s eyes for a moment. “If I hurt you, Ryou,
please tell me to stop. Do whatever you have to make me stop.”
Ryou nodded. “I promise to tell you, Marik.”
Marik began to move within the constricting tunnel. Ryou’s body quickly submitted to Marik’s
intrusions. The yami’s body quickly
became covered with the same blanket of sweat as his lover.
Ryou soon began rocking against Marik, sending waves of
pleasure crashing into both of them.
Marik’s motions became more desperate as he buried himself
into Ryou’s body, banging against his prostate.
The hikari let out a moan from the impact on his gland.
A grin grew on Marik’s face and his hair twitched. “Do that
again for me, Ryou….”
Marik slammed into Ryou and the hikari arched his back in
ecstasy. Another moan ripped through the
room as Marik gripped Ryou’s length in his hand and stroked the hard, throbbing
flesh.
Ryou raised himself up into the surrounding grip, clutching
onto Marik’s shoulders tightly.
The yami closed his eyes tightly, beating back the memories
of what he had seen in the Underworld.
He clenched his teeth and let out a hard, loud moan. Ryou shuddered as Marik filled him with his
hot release.
The hikari gripped tightly. “I love you, Marik,” Ryou
whimpered as his release erupted from his length.
Marik fell on Ryou’s side, panting heavily and shaking from
his orgasm. He pulled Ryou against him quickly, cuddling the shaking hikari.
“It’s going…..*pant*… to be okay, *pant*….Ryou.”
Ryou clung to the yami tightly. “Thank you, Marik. I really
needed you, baby.”
“I know you did, angel.
I’m glad I was able to make love to you. It’s been a while since we’ve
been together.”
“I missed you, Marik. I really, really did!”
The yami kissed the hikari’s forehead. “I know you did,
angel. I missed you, too. It’s just that this virus has changed me in
such a way that I could have taken you with or without your consent. And I couldn’t bear to hurt you like that,
Ryou. You are the mother of my child and
I would never want to hurt you.”
Ryou wrapped his arms around Marik. “I don’t think I could
handle you doing this without my consent, Marik.”
Marik brushed Ryou’s back lightly with his fingers. “I never
would do that to you, Ryou. I love you
too much.”
A quiet knock came on the door. A knock this quiet could mean that either they were too loud and they woke one of the
kids. It wouldn’t be the first time it
happened. Aten was a light sleeper.
“Come in,” Ryou called.
Instead of Aten charging in to see if everybody was okay, it
was Malik timidly coming in.
“Malik?”
Malik walked up to Ryou. “I came to say goodnight to you,
Ryou.”
Ryou smiled. “Did we keep you awake?”
Malik shook his head. “No, I’m going to go to bed now. I was
just watching some t.v.”
Ryou reached up and took Malik’s hand. “Give me a kiss?”
The blond hikari leaned down and kissed Ryou softly on the
lips. Malik cupped Ryou’s cheek in his
hands.
Marik grinned, enjoying the kissing between the two
hikaris. He always enjoyed watching Ryou
and Malik together. It was quite arousing.
Marik leaned over and kissed the side of Ryou’s neck.
Malik pulled back. “I’d better leave you two alone.”
Ryou kept his grip on Malik’s hand. “Please don’t go,
Malik. Please stay with us.”
The blond hikari shifted his gaze between Ryou’s pleading
eyes and Marik’s attention on Ryou’s neck.
“Do you want to stay, Malik?” Marik lifted his head as he
cupped Ryou in his hands.
Malik wiped his damp forehead. He took a deep breath. “I do.”
The blond hikari leaned down and kissed Ryou’s lips again.
Ryou reached up and pulled down Malik’s shorts.
Ryou rolled over on his side and took Malik’s length into his
cavern.
Marik spooned behind Ryou and licked the nape of Ryou’s neck.
The yami ground his hips against Ryou’s body.
Ryou’s tongue lightly touched the head of Malik’s manhood,
circling and lapping at it. Malik’s
fingers buried themselves in
the white hair and cupped the back of
Ryou’s skull in his hand.
The hikari slowly thrust into the heat surrounding him.
Ryou began shifted himself backwards against Marik, renewing
Marik’s hard arousal.
The blond moaned and whispered from Ryou’s lovemaking.
Ryou pulled back, needing to feel Malik against him.
Malik covered Ryou with his body and started the same trail
of kisses down the thin body.
Marik grabbed the lube and gave some to his husband. Malik took Ryou’s length into his mouth and
slid a single finger in the already-stretched tunnel.
“Gods, Malik, baby…..you feel so good.”
“Mmm….Ryou.”
Marik positioned himself behind Malik, licking at the flesh
in front of him.
A whimper escaped Malik as he shifted his hips back against
Malik’s tongue. The vibrations of
Malik’s whimpers and moaning rippled against the flesh of Ryou’s manhood.
The yami’s tongue lapped against Malik’s entrance, making the
blond squirm and shift back, begging to be entered.
The blond hikari let out a heavy moan around Ryou as his yami
placed a single finger into him.
“Marik….please….deeper,” Malik pleaded.
Marik placed another finger into his lover, stretching his
husband’s internal canal with care.
The blond hikari shifted back into the yami’s touch.
Ryou raised himself into the moist heat above him and against
the
intruder.
Marik oiled his length and positioned himself at Malik’s
entrance. He slowly pushed into his
husband, making him moan around Ryou’s flesh.
The yami grabbed Malik’s hips and moved within his hikari’s
body.
Malik added another digit to Ryou’s body, stretching Ryou
farther.
“Malik…..that’s it, angel.”
Marik slammed against Malik’s prostate,
eliciting tiny screams of erotic pleasure from the blond.
Malik quickly seized the opportunity to bring Ryou to climax.
He sucked on Ryou desperately as Marik entered him harder and faster.
“So hot,” Marik growled as he watched Malik make love to
Ryou’s body with his tongue.
The yami reached around and pumped Malik’s length, making the
blond whimper and nearly scream from pleasure.
Ryou squirmed under Malik’s ministrations.
The yami growled, signaling his release into his hikari. He continued to bury himself into Marik until
he finished. When he was finished, he laid beside Ryou, running his hands over
Ryou’s chest.
Without warning, Ryou reached up to Malik, lust deep in his
eyes.
”Malik, make love to me, baby.”
Malik positioned himself at Ryou’s entrance and gently slid
himself in.
Ryou brought Malik down for a kiss and rocked against Malik’s
body.
Malik buried himself into Ryou’s body and moved within him.
Marik watched as the lights made love, Malik entering Ryou
slowly.
Moans escaped from both of them, lost in their sensual
rhythm.
The blond hikari pressed himself against Ryou and cried out,
spilling his release into Ryou quicker than he expected.
Ryou arched his back, his release erupting between them.
Malik rolled off of Ryou and gathered the white-haired man
against him.
Marik spooned against Ryou and the two blonds held Ryou
between them.
Ryou sighed between them and fell asleep against Malik’s
chest.
“What are we going to do, Marik? What if we can’t find a cure in time to save
you?”
Marik sighed. He was
no longer in favor with the gods. He did
not care.
Okay.
Maybe he did care a little, but he could not understand how
the gods could be so cruel and heartless.
Why would the gods condone such a cruel act not once…but many
times?
There had to be a good reason.
Nevertheless, he knew there’d be only one fate waiting for
him upon his death: Damnation.
He had angered the gods by rejecting them.
There was no other punishment, but the termination of his
existence.
After he became food for Ammut, that would be it.
No
more
Marik.
There had to be an answer!
There had to be a way to bring a yami back from the
dead.
If he and Bakura were torn from the Underworld before by a
spell, there had to be a spell to bring a yami back!
There were no answers in Domino.
They had to go back to the Land of the yamis’ origin….Egypt.
“We have to go back to
Malik shrugged. “The
library in
Marik buried his face in Ryou’s hair. He raised his eyebrow.
“I do not think our answer is in the
“No?”
“I believe our answer lies in the private collections of the
ancient pharaohs. Our
answer….is in the
Malik rolled his eyes. “And how exactly do you intend on
getting in there? ‘Hi, I’m Marik Ishtar,
a dying spirit, I need to sift through your
library.’ Yeah, that will go over like a
lead balloon, yami.”
Marik growled. “You can be a sarcastic little bugger, you
know that?”
“’Bugger?’
Since when did you ever say THAT word?”
“Look, I can get into the palace, but I need to use my Rod’s
power to appear invisible.”
Malik yawned. “But, what if you get caught? How do we explain that to the American
Embassy?”
“I can handle myself, Malik.
This wouldn’t have been the first time I’ve sneaked into there. I can do it.”
Malik blinked and bit his lip hesitantly. “But, what if you get hurt?”
Marik reached over Ryou’s shoulders and ran his fingertips
over Malik’s cheek. “I’ll be fine,
tenshi. I promise. You can come with me if you want. I could have some use for you.”
Malik grinned. “I always come in handy.”
The yami chuckled. “You sure do, baby. Now, let’s get some sleep.”
*****************************
The door opened slightly around five in the morning. Aten, dressed in his pull-over, ankle-length
white prayer robe, crept into the room.
He found his mother sleeping between his father and Malik.
Aten crept silently over to his father and pat
his arm.
Marik woke with a start, shocked to see his son up so early.
“Aten Bakari?
What are you doing?”
“It’s early, daddy. Time to go pray.”
Marik turned over on his side, facing away from his son. “I’m
not going,” he said angrily.
“But, daddy, you have to go pray! If you don’t pray, Ra will be very sad and
cry.”
“Let him.”
Aten stepped back, shocked by his father’s abrupt
reaction. “Daddy, if Ra gets sad, he’ll
make it rain so bad that there would be a flood! He tan mate the sun so hot, our stin might melt!”
Marik rolled over to face Aten. “Aten, I won’t stop you if you want to go
outside and pray. But I never want to
pray again.”
Aten’s jaw dropped and his eyes went wide. “But, daddy, what
if you die? You haven’t prayed to Ra
today. You might get eat-ed by the god Ammut if you don’t pray!”
“Pray for me, then.”
Aten lowered his head. “I lite praying with you, daddy.”
“I liked it, too, Aten, but…..” Marik looked at the pained
look in his son’s eyes. “I’m not feeling
well today, son. You go pray for me.”
Aten lifted his head. “You not fee-ing
well? Otay,
daddy,” Aten said pulling the covers over Marik. “You rest, daddy. I will pray esstra hard for you.”
Marik turned over. “You do that.”
Aten kissed his father’s head. “Sleep tight, daddy.”
Aten left the room and closed the door behind him.
**************************
Ryou woke early and shifted from between the two
Egyptians. He staggered out of the room
and found Aria standing in the hallway.
“Good morning, my little angel.”
“Morning, mommy.”
Ryou went into the bathroom and closed the door. He used the
toilet and brushed out his hair. He put
his bathrobe on and went downstairs with Aria and Sekhmet.
Ryou gave Aria the can and she fed her dog. Ryou stepped to the back window and saw Aten
on his knees, praying in front of a fire.
He made the coffee and some tea and Marik entered the
kitchen.
“Morning, Ryou.”
“Marik? Why aren’t you and Aten praying
together?”
The yami sat at the table. “Didn’t feel like it.”
“That’s not like you at all.
Are you sure you’re feeling okay?”
Marik shrugged. “Eh, not too bad. Ryou, we have to go to
“What ever for?”
“Our answer is not here in Domino. We should not have left
Ryou reached for the cereal and handed it to Aria. “Here you
go, baby girl. Why do you think the
answer is there?”
Marik turned his head.
“Because that is the Land of the Dead. That is where the legend of yami began five
thousand years ago. The key to answering
our questions lies in the place where all the historical texts are kept. Or, rather, the historical texts that the
pharaohs wanted to keep hidden, are located there.”
“Why would the pharaohs want to keep the texts hidden?”
Marik sighed and ran his fingers through his spiky blond
hair. “Because the
pharaohs wanted that knowledge all to themselves. If the pharaohs had a chance to have an
immortal army, don’t you think that they would take advantage of it? Yamis are susceptible to only this Ra-damned
virus. Yamis don’t get sick ordinarily. Yamis don’t require rest or food. They can be shot, stabbed, fried, hung,
drawn, quartered, and starved and they still cannot die! What pharaoh would not want to take advantage
of that type of knowledge?”
Ryou looked into his tea cup. An immortal army…..
“It sounds frightening to me,” Ryou stated.
“It is frightening.
And I can see Yami wanting to get his hands on that power. Imagine what would have happened if he had an
immortal army. Yami would be
unstoppable. As far as I heard, Yami had
the library walled up before he put himself into the Puzzle. I’d need to borrow Itemri’s
Ring to help me find the library. It’s
not connected to the main part of the palace.
It’s located in an alcove along the palace gardens. I bet you if I took Rich-Boy, he would
remember where it is located. It’s been
five thousand years since I last sneaked into that place.”
Aria’s eyes lit up. “Are you going sneaking, Daddy Marik?”
“I am. I’m going to
sneak into the Palace Library.”
Aria’s eyes lit up. “Can I go with you? My daddy taught me everything there is to
know about sneaking into places! I’m
getting really good at it! Please, mommy, can I go?”
“No, Aria, you can’t go sneaking into any place you wish.”
“But daddy and Daddy Marik do it! Why can’t I?
I am Chibi Yami! I got my daddy’s
bloodlust! See?”
Aria opened her mouth and showed her mother her canines. “I
can go!”
“Baby girl, you can’t go.
It is far too dangerous. Besides,
Marik, these guards have guns now!
That’s not what you are used to defending yourself against.”
Marik shrugged. “I can find my way around, Ryou. Don’t
worry.”
Ryou crossed his arms. “I’m a mother. That’s my job.”
The yami crossed his legs. “I’m not a child, Ryou. I can find
my way around the guards. Nobody will
catch me.” Marik stood up. “I wonder if
moneybags can fly us over.”
Marik dialed Seto’s phone number.
[Joey Wheeler here.]
“Marik Ishtar. Where
is Rich-Boy?”
Joey yawned. [He went to
Marik’s jaw dropped. “Why the hell did he go there?”
[Business.]
“What makes him think that he can set up a KaibaLand in
[No, Marik……different ‘Business.’]
“Oh. I see. Seto’s worse than the Mafia sometimes.”
[Well, you try getting hired goons on a plane. Not just any hired goons….armed hired
goons. So, Seto went to take care of it
himself.]
“Why didn’t he send the armed hired goons on his own private
jet? Wouldn’t that have made a little
more sense?”
[You know Seto. He
likes the hands-on approach to the Mafia Underworld.]
“I see. When will he
be back?”
[I don’t know. Seto went
to
“Is Seto using his private jet or the helicopter?
[Private jet.]
“Can we use the helicopter?”
[Sorry, man. Karl and
Asher are using it now.]
“You’d better watch Asher.
Even he freaks me out with his obsession with anything flammable.”
[Asher gets along well with Karl. Karl is the only one who can handle Asher,
anyway.]
“When will they be done with the helicopter?”
[Why do you need it?]
“We have to go back to
[Who all is going?]
“Malik and I, Ryou, and the kids.”
[The helicopter won’t fit all of you. Seto should be home in a few days if I call
him now and tell him that you need to go back to
“A few days, huh?
Ryou, when do the kids start school?!”
“Next week!”
“The kids start school next week. We will only be able to spend a few days in
[Let me call Seto. Seto can reschedule with
“Coffee Freak.”
[I know, but, he’s good with the
kids, right? He even comes over to KaibaCorp
to see Jaimen and Hayden. We have our
hands full with Hayden now. Hayden’s
getting a short temper on him that isn’t too nice. Jaimen takes it all in stride, but I don’t
like Hayden fighting with him.]
“Ah, puberty.
Well, puppy, you do have your hands full. At least I don’t have to worry
about that for a few more years.”
[Hayden’s nervous about his uncle being released,
understandably.]
“I can see that. But
that asshole has no chance of parole!
He’ll never get out of prison.
His odds are a million to one with the kind of evidence that they have
against him.”
[Well, Seto and I are hoping that all goes in our favor. At
least Charlie can’t fight us for custody.]
“I wouldn’t put anything past that dirt bag.”
[Truth.
Well, let me call Seto and see what strings he can pull.]
“Okay, pups. Thanks.”
Marik hung up the phone as Aten walked in from the back yard.
“I prayed esstra hard for you, daddy. I’m really hungry now.”
Ryou kissed his son’s head. “I’ll make you some oatmeal,
Aten. Go change clothes.”
“Yes, mommy,” the boy said running away.
“Seto is away. He may
not be back for a few days.”
Ryou sighed. “Well, the kids start school next week. And Aten has camp this Friday and
Saturday.” Ryou looked at the
calendar. “Aten has an appointment with
Dr. Chapman on Monday. School starts
Wednesday of next week. My birthday is
coming up, too. The kids’ birthday is at
the end of next month!”
Aria’s eyes lit up. “Birthday?! I WANT SOME NEW DOLLIES AND A NEW BIKE AND
MAKE-UP!”
“Make-up?”
Marik snickered. “Puberty in girls starts earlier than boys,
Ryou. Enjoy.”
Ryou shook his head. “I still have to find time to go out and
buy her a bra. Oh, sweet
Aten walked into the kitchen and took a cup out of the
strainer. He sat at his seat where his
pills were laid out in a row. Aten took
the four pills and threw them into his mouth at once. He drank his cup of water
with his pills.
“Aten, mommy and Daddy Marik are discussing our
birthday! I want some really nice
dresses, too, mommy! Get ones that you
think Umi will like!”
“Aria, dear, I want you to like them. I don’t want you to dress in what Umi likes. I want you to dress in what you like.”
Aria grinned. “I like Umi.”
“I know you do, sweetheart,” Ryou said putting the oatmeal
into the bowl. “But you have to like
what you dress in, too. Do you want
jeans?”
“No! I want
dresses….pretty ones!”
Ryou sighed and shook his head. “I’ll see what I can find.”
Marik sat at the table and watched Aten stir his breakfast.
“What do you want for your birthday, Aten?” Marik asked him.
Aten looked up at his father with large chibi brown and
purple eyes. “I want Daddy Bakura to be with us again. That is all I want.”
Updates: Saturday
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