Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Baby of Mine ❯ Talk To Me ( Chapter 18 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Thanks for all your virtual gifts! I'll be working them into the plot!

Mystical Elf: Practical and a good idea. It can have little duckies and bunnies. Let Marik hold it.

Ssjgodesschico: Thank you! The boy will love that

Tiamat: Aww…that would be soooo cute!

Kitty-Chan: I love your idea!

Yui: Pity Marik. I do. You'll love my first choice of jobs.

Negacat: I'll try to work that in. Thanks.

Shadow of Light: Ok. That can be an anonymous seto gift. I'll try to work it in.

AMT: I'm sure the girl would like a flame thrower. So much like her dad.

Goldaires: Furbies learn language so just think of Marik and what he will teach it to say.

Hotaruchan: They took that down, too? That sucks. Your present is great! Thanks!

Ryous mistress: That would be so cute!

Angel Black: Pamprin sometimes helps me. Sometimes not. All depends.

Pharaoh Yamis Princess: Thanks for the pushies!

Dragondreamer: No…only you picked up on the `you beat it' comment…then again, that doesn't surprise me. I know you loved every single minute of that chappie. ALL HAIL HENTAI MINDS! PS: Great minds think alike. He He He.

Talk to Me

Ryou thumbed through his textbooks. He had to answer review questions and study them for a quiz. He knew Bakura would go to school for him, so he had to make the answers simple enough for him to remember.

"Yami, what is a corpuscle?"

Bakura looked up from his ledgers and calculator. "How the hell should I know? I know nothing about biology."

Ryou chuckled and pointed to her belly. "Yeah, yami, you know nothing about biology."

"I'm trying to decide how we can afford this baby."

Ryou grabbed another glass of fruit juice and another handful of beef jerky. "We're almost out of juice and jerky, Bakura."

"Both you and Marik are gonna have to cut down on the jerky. Shouldn't you have vegetables instead?"

"I don't know why. All I want is stuff that's sweet."

Marik entered the kitchen. "Well, I got the job and I start tomorrow."

"You did?" Ryou stood up and hugged Marik. "I'm so proud of you!"

"It's not that exciting, Ryou. It's just enough for pocket money."

Bakura shifted papers on the table accidentally grabbing some of Ryou's homework papers. "Well, I hope it's enough. Ryou's doctor bills are not going to be cheap."

Marik opened the refrigerator door and grabbed a stick of pepperoni.

"Are you honestly going to eat that, Marik? You haven't stopped eating since dinner."

"Hey, it's not my fault. I just have an appetite."

Marik left the room and Bakura put his head on the table. Ryou went to Bakura's side and caressed his hair. "Yami, we'll get through this. I promise. It can't be that bad."

"I know, Ryou. I guess I'm…..just….I don't know."

Ryou pulled her chair over to Bakura. "Talk to me. Tell me what you're thinking, yami."

Bakura turned to look Ryou in the eyes. She took his hand and gripped it tightly. "I'm still shocked. We never would have guessed this would happen to us. Me? A father?"

"It felt weird having the doctor say I'll be a mother, yami. I never expected to hear that. But you know what, you are going to be the best daddy there ever was!"

"This is going to change our lives forever, Ryou. You do know that."

Ryou nodded. "I'm still trying to decide what I'm going to tell my dad."

"He doesn't have to know, Ryou. Nobody besides us has to know. If your dad ever found out, he still would not accept you. He will see this as his worst fears realized."

Bakura put his hand on her cheek. "I always wanted a family, Ryou. My parents never cared about me. They didn't care that I was left on the streets of Cairo with no food. I slept with the rats in the alleys since I was two years old. Marik was the only family I had. I know I'm going to be the dad I never had to this child, even if it isn't my baby. This baby is a part of you, and that is what matters to me."

Ryou hugged Bakura tightly. "I want you to be the father of my baby, Bakura. I promise to love this baby and be the best parent I can be. If I stay like this, I'll be like my mother. I'll be the best mother I can be."

Bakura kissed Ryou on the lips gently, allowing Ryou to slip her tongue between Bakura's lips exploring tenderly. Ryou ran her fingers through Bakura's white mane. Bakura growled low in his throat as he dominated the kiss, taking Ryou in his arms tighter. Bakura's traced down Ryou's chin to her neck planting delicate little kisses on the white skin. He came to her chest kissing and running his tongue along the quickly warming surface.

Ryou began to whimper as Bakura pulled her on his lap. Ryou leaned into Bakura pressing her body against his own to gain more contact. She lifted his face and kissed him again on the lips moving her body against him. Bakura's hands moved to her lower back and pulled her even closer making him moan with the pleasure of his body against hers. Ryou pulled back from the kiss when they saw Marik enter again.

"Better not hurt my baby while you're at it, Bakura."

"MY baby is going to be fine, Ishtar."

Ryou removed herself from Bakura's lap and returned to her homework.

Isis staggered into the kitchen tired. Ryou had her schoolbooks in front of her, but her eyes were cast on Bakura beside her. Bakura was calculating the money he and Ryou saved from the house before they were kicked out.

"Ryou, I hope you like macaroni and cheese. We'll be eating that for a long time." Bakura rubbed his forehead. "Marik better get a good job if we can afford this."

Isis poured herself some iced tea and sat at the table. Ryou leaned her head on her hand with a smile gleaming on her face.

"I love you, yami. I know this will work out for all of us."

"Why are you looking so worried, Bakura?"

Bakura took a deep breath. "Finish drinking first, or you'll spit like Marik."

Isis gulped drinking quickly.

Ryou took Bakura's hand. "I found out this afternoon that….I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby, Isis."

Isis's eyes widened and she looked at Bakura. Bakura chuckled. "It's true, Isis. Looks like you'll be having a nephew or a niece, but we are not sure."

"We're not even sure who the father is, your brother or Marik."

Isis rubbed her head and poured herself another drink and sat down. "Didn't you go to the doctors?"

"Yeah, he examined me, then told me."

"Marik fainted," Bakura laughed recalling the memory. "I would give anything to see that again."

Marik snorted. "I'm sure you would. I was in shock,too!"

Isis shook her head in disbelief. "You've only been a woman for two days and you're pregnant?"

Ryou's smile faded. "I didn't think about anything, Isis. It just……happened."

"It's quite a shock, but good luck, Ryou. I hope you're ready for this."

"As I said, Isis, I would do anything for Bakura."

"Well, I know you're not alone, Ryou. All three of us will be there to help you."

Marik walked into the living room and found Malik gone. He walked upstairs and found Malik in his bedroom. He was putting his clean laundry today and straightening his desk.

"Are you really Ok with this, Malik?"

Malik stopped as he saw his yami in the door. "Sure. Why wouldn't I be? I know you're upset about what you did in Bakura's room, but it really doesn't matter. "

Marik went over and wrapped his arms around Malik. "You have no idea how happy that has made me! I thought you would be upset if I took Ryou on the kitchen table."

"WHAT???!! You had sex on our kitchen table ……with Ryou?"

"I cleaned it up after."

"……………………… …ew. I can't eat at that table for a while."

Marik raised his eyebrow. "You never complained before."

"Hmm..well, you do have a point. I can't imagine having another one of you running around. That's scary. If there are two of you running around here, I'll never sleep."

Marik chuckled and picked Malik up in his arms. "You got that right, hikari."

Marik dropped Malik on the bed. "You got that right."

Next chappie: MALIK X MARIK LEMON.