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*Rated M for Mature
Chapter 7 – Sweet Emotion
"Seto! Hurry up!" shrieked Joey when she felt another contraction.
Seto practically ripped open the control box and started messing with the wires. After being shocked a few times, the elevator started running again. He raced over to Joey and supported her gently around the waist.
"Okay, Puppy. The elevator's running. We're getting out of here. Don't worry. I'll take you to the hospital and-"
"No! No hospital! I'm havin' my babies at home and that's final!" Joey yelled, a menacing glare on her face. It seemed like her aura was completely detrimental, and if she could, she'd blow up Kaiba Corp., or Seto for that matter, in the blink of an eye if she didn't get her way.
The elevator door finally opened and Seto hurriedly whisked Joey out of it.
"Seto! Seto! Wait! Call my friends and tell them I'm havin' my babies!" Joey said anxiously.
Seto growled. She was going have them here if they didn't hurry. He turned to one of his employees, thankful that it was one of his secretaries. "Call all of Joey's contacts and tell them to get their sorry asses to the Kaiba Mansion. The babies are coming!" he snapped. His secretary practically fell over her desk in trying to reach the phone to do what he ordered, leaving Seto to get Joey into his car outside.
Talk about things and nobody cares
Wearing other things that nobody wears
Ya callin' my name, but I gotta make it clear
Can't say where I'm gonna be in a year.
After getting Joey safely seated in the passenger side, he sprinted to the driver's seat, started the car, and started racing through Domino in order to get to Kaiba Mansion.
"Ohhh! Seto! Please hurry! Hurry!" Joey panted, the time between her contractions lessening.
"Okay, Puppy. Just hold on," he answered quickly, stomping on the gas pedal. Joey screamed. He wasn't sure if it was because of the pain of her contractions or his driving.
Some sweat hog mama with a face like a gent
Said my get up and go musta got up and went.
You got good news but you're a real good liar
Cause backstage lover set your pants on fire.
Joey lay in the bed in their room, breathing heavily as her contractions grew closer together. Seto stood next to her looking utterly helpless; he paled every time she screamed in pain. Mokuba stood there as white as a sheet; he didn't know why he was there, why he should be there, and why he didn't just run away; but Seto and Joey needed him and he wasn't about to let them down.
Ella knelt between Joey's legs, since she was going to be the one delivering the babies, and shouted out directions every few minutes.
At a particularly painful contraction, Joey's hand shot out and grabbed Seto's. He cringed at her unbreakable grip; it felt as if she were breaking every bone in his hand. Taking a few deep breaths, he said, "Yes, Puppy. Just squeeze my hand if it hurts, okay?" He tried to sound reassuring, but it didn't go over too well with Joey.
"Squeeze if it hurts? SQUEEZE IF IT HURTS? How about I tie a rope to your fuckin' balls and yank on it every time I have a fuckin' contraction? Then you'll really feel my pain, ya stupid bastard!" she screamed.
Upon hearing this, Seto desperately tried to get his hand back lest Joey make her statement come true, yet to no avail. He turned his eyes to Mokuba, pleading for help, but he just stood there silently.
"All right. Joey, when I say so, I want you to push, okay?" said Ella.
"Okay," the blonde said, nodding her head quickly, taking deep breaths.
"Yeah, Puppy. Listen to Ella. Everything's going to be fine," Seto said, trying to be reassuring again. He wondered if it worked this time. Apparently not. Joey looked like she was about to blow a fuse.
"Everythin's gonna be fine? You're the one who did this to me ya fuckin' bastard! Idiotic, stupid asshole! Ah! Ya and your shitty company and your…oohh…brain dead employees who made me this way! If you'd…aahhn…had so much as a little fuckin' self control, this wouldn't be fuckin' happenin' to me!" Joey collapsed against the bed after her tantrum, only to be hit with another contraction. This one hurt a lot more than the others.
"Okay, Joey. I need you to push! Push!" ordered Ella.
Pulled into town in a police car
Your daddy said I took you just a little too far.
Tellin' other things, but your girlfriend lied
Can't catch me cause the rabbit done died.
Considering all the people gathered in the Kaiba Mansion, there should have been a great deal of noise. Instead, there was silence, except for the occasional creak of a chair or a deep sigh. Just about everyone was there: Yugi, Yami, Tristan, Tea, Duke, Ryou, Bakura, Malik, Marik, Solomon, and Serenity. They were awaiting news and praying that the news would be good. It had been a night of waiting, of listening first to the muffled moans of pain that carried throughout the mansion, then straining to hear any sound at all.
Suddenly, there was the sound of swiftly descending feet, and a disheveled Mokuba appeared at the bottom of the stairs. His face was lit up with delight and relief.
"It's a girl," he announced, as boastfully as if he had fathered and delivered the baby himself.
The bellow from upstairs, which was undoubtedly Seto, sent he young boy scurrying back up the stairs again.
The group wasn't sure if relief or more praying was called for. Serenity began to cry.
About twenty minutes passed before Mokuba's footsteps were heard again. He appeared, looking even more disheveled than before.
"Another girl! Seto and Joey have two girls!"
The group jumped to their feet and began to pace. Two babies? And another yell? Everyone held their breath when Mokuba appeared a third time.
"Another baby! A girl! Help me if there's another one!"
Mokuba fell forward and hit the floor with a weary thump. Serenity took charge at that point and saw to it that everyone left in peace. It was only after she had chased everyone away that she roused Mokuba and told him, because she couldn't resist, that he was the proud uncle of four children.
When she saw his horrified expression, she laughed and told him it was still only three baby girls.
The young boy sighed in relief.
Standin' in front just shakin' your ass.
Take you back stage you can drink from my glass.
Talk about something you can sure understand
Cause a month on the road and I'll be eatin' from your hand.
Joey woke, tired but happy. She looked to her right and saw Seto sitting in a comfortable chair, asleep…and snoring softly. He was holding onto his newborn daughters, one in his right arm, one in the crook of his left, and the other on his thighs—safely, of course. Joey turned on her side, surprised at how easily she did it.
Seto had been so surprised at how fast things were going through her labor that he'd come close to tearing his hair out. He hadn't been much help either, since he had spent more time yelling at Ella than helping her with her breathing. But Joey understood that it had been his fear for her wellbeing that made him so…irrational. And she loved him so much more for it.
Joey sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. It was uncomfortable, but not painful. That was good, at least. Reaching over, she lightly touched Seto's knee.
He opened his eyes almost immediately and sat up, making two of his small daughters whine in protest. Joey took number three and cuddled her close, but her eyes were on Seto.
"Ya need to lie down."
"I'm bonding, Puppy," Seto said, readjusting the babies in his arms.
"You're snorin'," Joey deadpanned. "None of us can sleep with all that noise."
Seto glared at her then rose from his seat, carefully carrying his children to the bed. Joey lay on the left side of the bed, Seto on the right, with their three children—Kohana, Sumi, and Miyoko—in between them. Seto and Joey clasped their hands together around their children and smiled lovingly at them.
"I love you, Joey. And I love our little angels," Seto said endearingly.
She laughed. "They won't be little angels for long. Soon they'll be cryin' and fussin' and pukin'…but they'll also be playin' and laughin' and smilin'. I just hope they don't grow up too fast."
"They won't. And if they do, we can always have more," Seto said, looking at Joey devotedly.
"Ya want to have more children?" Joey asked in astonishment. She'd just given birth to three beautiful baby girls and Seto wanted to have more?
"Well…" Seto began sheepishly, "can we try for at least one boy? Just one?" Seto knew saying that was a mistake. He'd probably end up having ten girls before he finally got a boy. He was completely happy and pleased with having his daughters, but he really wanted a boy, too.
Joey stared at him for a moment before she said anything. "Not until they're three. They'll be potty-trained by then. And then we'll talk about havin' more, okay?"
"Okay," Seto replied, smiling.
"Besides, there's always a chance that Mokuba can get ya some nephews," she said with a smirk.
"Not until he's married," Seto quipped. "And speaking of which…I know these past few months have been…all but easy…but, Joey? Would you do the honor of marrying me?" he asked, releasing her hand to pull out a small black box from beneath the pillow. He opened it to reveal a beautiful silver ring encrusted with small sapphires and rubies. "Puppy?"
Joey's eyes filled with tears. "Of course I'll marry ya, Seto!" She allowed him to place the ring on her finger and Seto leaned over and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.
The blonde sighed contentedly. She couldn't ask for anything more; she had her own family and she was going to marry the man of her dreams.
Could life be any more perfect?