3000 Year Wait chap 9

(6-17-07)

Hi! (Books, paper, fruit, and other things are thrown at the authoress, but they all miss) AHH!! I know, I know! It’s been almost six months, but for this story writers block is a bitch!

/sigh/ Any who, thank you all for the fantastic results of seventy-four reviews! If I get seven more reviews, then I will have one more than my first Prideshipping story, ‘Strawberry Flavored Blueberries.’ Such a lovely story, even though I made Kaiba a uke in it. What was I thinking when I did that??!

Sweet.

Yami: Well, well, well. If it isn’t Ms. I-will-update-soon-I-will-update-soon! Umm, hello! You have been saying that for months now, and yet… you leave these people in a pool of wait, just so they can read another chapter of this God-forsaken story of Bakura trying to kill me!

No one asked you!

Yami: Bitch!

Oh that’s it! (Puts hand on Yami’s round belly and rubs)

Yami: … That’s nice…

Shut you up…

Kaiba: (rolls eyes) Looks like I have to do her job. (Ahem) RiYuYami does not in any way, shape, or form own Yu-Gi-Oh, and products used and/or mentioned in this fanfic, or any songs as well. Hemo belongs to her sister. She owns the plot, Aaron, Dr. Kurcka, Dr. Weng, and anything else that she owns.

NOTE! This chapter contains blood, violence, cussing, and alcohol. Also window smashing which is illegal on other planets.

Yami and Kaiba: … Oo

What?

ON WITH THE FIC!


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3000 Year Wait

Chapter Nine: To See True Power


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Kaiba’s POV

It’s been a week hasn’t it?

A week since Yami was scared of Bakura coming after his friends and I stayed with him. I couldn’t let Yami live like that.

The next morning I talked to Yugi and Mr. Mouto about Yami staying with me a bit earlier thatn we had originally planned for him. Bakura would not be able to get him while in my house, but if he some how finds a why…

I still have it. The object that I was able to take, but have yet to use.

God above, I hate the smell of bars. They smell like sweat and fear mixed with old gym shoes and what was served on Fridays at Domino High. But, I’m just here for a martini. I can handle a couple of drinks with out getting wasted, unlike these poor bastards around me…

I shouldn’t be sitting here, drinking!

I have a family!

Yami needs me, but…

I remember what he told me about an hour ago…

‘Seto?’ I turned to look at him as he tried to sit on the other part of the couch. His abdomen was a problem to him, poor pharaoh.

‘Yes koi? Do you need something?’ I asked him as I helped him sit. He turned to look at me.

‘Seto… I love you, and I know you are worried for my safety, but I want you to be safe as well.’ He placed a hand on his stomach and rubbed it.

‘You need to be careful, Bakura well go after you. So, I want you to use this against him. Don’t hold back.’ Yami took something out from inside a drawer that was next to the couch. I gasped at it. The Sennen Rod. I used it when I was known as Seth.

‘Yami, love, why…?’

‘Because I trust you.’

So, I have it in my metallic briefcase right now. I can’t let Yami or the boys down. I’m a father damnit! As my mind went over things, a glass of vodka went sliding by, only to be caught by a tan hand. I turn to see a pair of red-violet eyes under white bangs glare at me.

“Bakura… what the fuck are you doing here?” I reached down slowly, still looking at him, my fingers lightly touching the cold metal of my case.

“Look Priest. I’m not in the mood to talk. Here.” He had his hand out with a note, while the other hand picked up his drink and he swallowed it all. I took the note, and noticed that he smelt of smoke, beer, and dried blood.

Three smells I know all to well…

I look down at the small note but look up to ask Bakura about it, but he was gone, lost in a see of drunks and hookers.

I open the note, only to see something written in hieroglyphics. Thank God I know this chicken scratch. The note read: ‘Go to your office at Kaiba Corp at 10:00 PM tonight’

Why go to my office. I looked at my watch. 9:17. I might as well leave. I pay for my drinks and I grab my briefcase and storm out.

Does he has something planned for me?

Does he want to kill me?

Does he want to use me as a hostage?

If it is any of those or more, I’m ready.

I’m ready for you, you bastard!


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At Kaiba Corp, regular POV

Kaiba sat in his office. ‘Where is he?’ He asked himself as he looked out the window at the rain. It was a quiet stormy, and this made him worry. Will Yami be okay, he hates thunder and lightning, and it scares him.

Kaiba heard soft laughter coming from behind him; he turned his head slightly, only to see Bakura sitting on his desk. Kaiba stood up, wanting to punch that smirking face.

“Why did you bring me here??!”

Bakura just smirked again. “You need to control your anger. I’m here to kill you, so you are out of the picture forever and the children will be mine to use.” With this said, Bakura pushed Kaiba against the glass.

CRACK-ASH!!

“AHRGG!”

Bakura glared. Okay, killing Kaiba is not as easy as it seems.

Kaiba hung on for dear life to a curtain. He was scared, scratched that, terrified. IT could be seen as clear as day on his face and in his eyes. His left hand clutched the fabric as hard as it could, while the other was on his briefcase.

The wind was howling and moving fast, and the rain felt like needles. In one slip, Kaiba would fall over eighty stories down to the streets below.

Kaiba gulped, trying not to think of that as his end.

“So…” Bakura said as he leaned down, looking into frighten azure-eyes. He then pointed to the curtain with a pair of scissors.

“Let’s make this simple and easy. Tell Yami when he gets there that I did this.”

With a simple cut, the curtain ripped and Kaiba fell. Bakura walked away and laughed as he entered a shadow portal.


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“What the…??!”

Yami turned around and looked around his bed room. What was that strange feeling that went up his spine? Yami looked out his window but suddenly…

A set of hands wrapped around his neck. Yami gasped out and turned his head. “Ba-Bakura! What are you…” The thief’s hands tightened their grip and Yami started to choke. “Don’t even think of getting Kaiba here, he’s already gone, dead in an instant!”

“Guess again mother fucker!”

The two spirits turned to see a very angry Kaiba standing with a shadow portal behind him. Bakura dropped Yami, who was gasping for lost air to get back into his lungs. He then crawled over to Kaiba and latched onto his leg. Kaiba looked down at Yami and his eyes softened a bit, but turned solid, like a rock, when they went to face Bakura’s own.

“How did you survive Kaiba?” Bakura snarled. His eyes widened when Kaiba’s arm rose up, the Sennen Rod tightly held in his hand. “I opened a portal before the seventieth floor.”

In one swift movement, Kaiba slashed the blade part of the item at the albino. Bakura stepped back, blood dripping from his chest.

The wound wasn’t deep enough to kill him, but it did hurt like hell. Bakura glared and opened a portal and left.

Kaiba sighed. He looked down and saw Yami crying softly. He was shaking and red marks appeared around his neck. Yami had one arm around Kaiba’s leg, while the other was on his belly.

Kaiba leaned down and lifted Yami’s chin up to look at him. “Oh Yami, I’m so sorry. I should have come sooner.” Kaiba spoke as he hugged the pregnant male. Yami just snuggled into Kaiba’s wet jacket, mixing his tears with the rain. Kaiba could feel the twins kick him as he held on to Yami, as if everything would disappear in an instant and he would be alone.

No… he could never be alone. He can’t go back to that time…

“Seto?”

Kaiba was taken out of his thoughts by a pair of frightened crimson-eyes looking at his cerulean-blue ones. “Sorry Yami, I was just lost in my thoughts. Are you okay?”

“Yes…” Kaiba just hugged Yami, rocking the other back and forth. Damnit, Bakura hurt him. But Kaiba was thanking God that Bakura hadn’t killed Hemo or Aaron. If he did… then Kaiba and Yami would be devastated. These children were special to them; Yami has been waiting three thousand years to give them life. Yami looked up at the CEO.

“Seto, can I move in with you?” Kaiba looked down and offered a small smile. He nodded and continued to hold the petit Pharaoh while rubbing his hand over the twins, getting a few kicks in return.

TBC


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Gods above! This was a pain to get right because I had to have Kaiba get pushed out of a window somehow! I’m going all out with this angst thing aren’t I? Bet none of you saw Kaiba being the next one coming did ya?! HA! I am so better!

Yami: …

Kaiba: Move on already!

Okay! Next chapter will be better. In chapter ten, I will have Yami move into the Kaiba mansion and do two certain duelist have something planned for their pregnant friend? I’ll try and update sometime this week, but I have been busy with Deviant Art and You Tube. Sorry for it being short.

Review or wear polka-dot undies!