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The Mistakes We Make	By : Taiorami Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3636 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Mistakes We Make
Author: Taiorami

Series: Nope.

Rating: R to NC-17, depending on where you view this.

Pairings: Main: Yami/Seto/Yugi, Bakura/Ryou/Jou, Honda/Otogi, Bakura/Jou, Seto/Yugi, Yami/Seto. Established pre-fic: Yugi/Yami, Bakura/Ryou. Mokuba�s about but he�s not really with anyone.

Warnings: Anzu bashing. Shonen-Ai, Yaoi, Citrus fruit, Male Pregnancy, Violence, Rape, Child Abuse, Death, and things of that nature.

Summery: While on a field trip to a medical research center some of the class is exposed to chemicals. The side effects include uncontrollable lust and extreme fertility� And pregnancy for five of the boys.
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Chapter One

In the Middle

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Honda watched dispassionately as Kaiba walked out of the clinic with his cell phone to his ear. The brunette assumed the CEO had been given a clean bill of health and was off to try and ruin somebody�s life or whatever it was he did all day.
Honda too had been declared perfectly healthy and was suffering no side effects of the chemicals he�d been doused in. Still he couldn�t help remember the weekend after the incident and the�things that had taken place between himself and Otogi. No side affects his ass.
Or at least Otogi�s ass would have some serious disagreement.
Even as his cheeks flamed he felt his cock stiffen in remembrance. He wondered if there was a chance they could repeat the encounter. Maybe he could ask the other teen out or something� He smirked. Of course the movie and dinner usually came before the night of wild sex but they could over look that for the moment.
One of the doors swung open and a very pale looking Ryou stumbled out. A woman with graying brown hair followed. She spoke to him quietly then handed him an envelope. He smiled weakly and nodded. The woman went back into her office and Honda had to run to keep the albino from falling over and hitting the floor.
If it was at all possible Ryou looked even paler than he�d been before. He was trembling slightly and his eyes were wide with something that seemed to border on fear.
�Ryou, bud, what�s wrong?�
�Honda they sa-� His voice broke and he buried his face in the crook of Honda�s neck. His uneven breathes fanned against his neck and he had to put forth a very concentrated effort to retain his focus. It wasn�t that he was interested in Ryou or anything (Thoughts of his psychotic yami killed any desire he may have had for the slight teen) but he was only human.
�What�m I going to do? How�m I�how can I� He�s going to kill us.� He mumbled against his skin.
Honda stiffened as all less than pure thoughts left his brain. �Who? Bakura? Just say the word and so help me I�ll find a way to kill-�
�No.� Ryou sounded borderline frantic. �It�s just�I�m so confused.�
�I hadn�t noticed.� Honda said dully. Ryou�s giggle was a high-pitched panicky sound. �Why don�t you take a deep breath and tell me what�s-�
One of the doors slammed open. Jou stood in the doorway for a moment, eyes zeroing in on Ryou instantly. The amber-eyed teen cheeks went pink and Ryou turned bright red before pushing away from him quickly. He almost stumbled but managed to stay upright with the aid of a handy potted tree.
There was a moment of tense silence between the two teens and Honda could almost feel the emotion reaching out to choke him.
Then Ryou�s eyes flickered away from Jou�s, down for only instant and Jou went chalky white before looking at Honda. Ryou wrapped an arm around his abdomen and worried his bottom lip between his teeth for a moment as if he were thinking. Then, his decision apparently made, he took a step towards the blond.
Jou jerked back eyes wide. �Don�t touch me Ryou. You and your pet psycho have done enough to screw up my life.� His voice was hoarse and barely above a whisper but the impact on the albino spoke volumes. Ryou looked like someone had just reached into his chest and crushed his heart.
Honda was so taken aback by the way the brown-eyed boy looked dangerously close to crying he almost missed Yugi, with his yami in tow, and Otogi walking into the waiting room. Atemu had an arm around his light�s waist and was holding him as closely as possible. Otogi didn�t look his normal well-put together self and instead looked�almost haggard. His long black hair was done up in a single ponytail, though more than a few strands were brushing against his face, plus his jeans and t-shirt were wrinkled.
�If you think I�m going through with this� just stay away.� Jou croaked. He glanced at Honda for a moment then walked out. He couldn�t help but notice that as he walked Jou had wound his arms around himself almost as if he was trying to stay warm.
Which Honda doubted since it was at least seventy degrees outside.
The moment Jou was gone Ryou sank to the floor and buried his face in his hands. A sob that sounded almost as if it was being pulled from Ryou in the most painful of ways rang out and the receptionist looked up for the first time. Honda was at his side in a second, Yugi close behind. Not really sure what he could do or what was going on Honda rubbed the distraught teen�s back what he hoped was soothingly, but it was hard to be sure.
He�d never been great at that whole calming people down thing.
�Don�t worry Ryou I�m sure he didn�t mean it. He�s just overreacting.� Yugi whispered. Ryou sniffled. �I promise he didn�t mean what he said. He would never�I know he wouldn�t.�
�Wouldn�t what?� Honda mouthed over Ryou�s head. Yugi bit his lip then looked down at his hands as a blush worked its way up his cheeks.
�You know how all of those girls in our class are pregnant now?�
�Of course. It�s all over the news as a side effect.� He shrugged. �What of it?�
Now Yugi was bright red. ��All of the boys who�um, had sex and were�umm�you know�on the bottom?�
�I�m dimly aware of how sex works, yes.�
�He�s pregnant.� Otogi said. He shoved his hands into his pocket and rocked back on his heel. �We�re all pregnant.�
Honda blinked. �What?�
�Knocked up, up the duff, bun in the oven, Preggers-� Otogi listed on his fingers. Honda held up a hand to stop him.
�You can�t be pregnant. You�re male.� He winced at the sound of his voice. It gone up a few pitches and sounded almost�squeaky. �I mean�I can attest to that. The maleness of�you.�
Otogi turned pink for a moment. Honda didn�t know why that embarrassed him, considering some of the things they�d said to each other after the incident, but he didn�t say anything. His mind was straining to try and process what Otogi and Yugi had been telling him.
Pregnant.
All of the guys who�d had sex with other guys were pregnant. �No, that wasn�t right, because he was fine. Well�he wasn�t having a baby anyway.
All of the males who�d bottomed during sex were pregnant. Oddly enough that made a considerable amount sense. If all the girls were pregnant then, in a sick, twisted, totally unnatural sort of way maybe it was to be expected?
�You�re�oh my gods.�
Otogi was pregnant with his child.
Honda felt like he�d just been run over by a Mac Truck. He needed to sit down and would have done so had he not already been on the floor with Ryou in his arms. Instead he settled on staring up at Otogi with wide eyes and an open mouth. The other teen just rocked on his heels and stared at the floor. A strand of inky black hair fell into his face and Honda was struck by the impulse to brush it back and really wanted to be holding him and not Ryou.
�You�you�re�my�we.� He realized he wasn�t being very eloquent but it wasn�t everyday the guy you�d had a fantastic time fucking through a mattress (Not to mention in the shower, on the couch, and the table) told you he was pregnant.

�Oh my gods.�
�You said that already.�
Honda had to admit that was true. But he wasn�t sure what else he could say at this point. Because�really, holy shit. He wasn�t even out of high school yet. His parents didn�t know he was gay�he didn�t want his parents to know he was gay! He couldn�t have a kid. With another guy.
Yugi giggled almost brokenly. �You�re taking it better than Atemu.�
The Egyptian snorted, but it sounded strained. �Hardly.�
�You fainted.� Atemu want pink.
Ryou laughed at that, but it sounded more shocked than amused. Then he rubbed at his eyes. �How�m I going to tell Bakura? I don�t think he even likes kids.�
�It�ll be fine Ryou, I promise.�
�I don�t even have a job. My baby�s father is a thief! We�re going to have to steal baby things.� He seemed to be making his way back to hysterical and, as much as Honda loved Ryou, he wasn�t the one he wanted to be holding. He very carefully handed the albino off to Atemu who looked a little out of it now that he looked closer.
He straightened up and looked at Otogi. �Um.�
Otogi scratched his head almost nervously. His cool demeanor seemed to be on a holiday. �You don�t have to worry. I have more than enough money to support a kid and�
�You want to go out? There�s this movie I wanted to see at the theater.�
�You won�t have to do anything for us cause I know you�out? Like on a date? Now?�
�Yeah.�
A long pause marked by lots of blinking. Finally the green-eyed man shrugged. �Sure. Why not?�
They left the clinic and Honda couldn�t help but think that really the field trip had started normally enough, if not a little boring. And yet�this was very much not normal. Nothing new in their lives�
Maybe they should have seen something like this coming.
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