Fic: Like Taking a Two-by-Four to the Head (7/?)
Title: Like Taking a Two-by-Four to the Head
Rating: T
Genre: Humor/Romance
Fandom: Yugioh GX
Pairing(s): Judai(Jaden)/Johan(Jesse), Winged Kuriboh/Ruby Carbuncle, Frog Prince/Rose, Jim/Lorie(OC), Austin(Axel)/Tavia(OC), Ryo(Zane)/Olette(OC), Manjyoume(Chazz)/Junko(Jasmine)
Summary: What do you do when you wake up to find your Duel Spirit isn't so Spirit-like anymore and have become living, breathing, human children? Just go with it, I guess. After all, this isn't the weirdest thing to happen on Duel Academy island...
A/N: Multi-chapter. Work-in-Progress.
The first thing Axel did when he finally left the school building, was begin to search for Tavia. That thing the redhead had said about her having a child was starting to bug him, for some reason and it was only the feeling that he needed to confirm this rumor for himself before jumping to any conclusions that kept him from really giving in and going insane.
Though at that precise moment, he couldn't fathom what any of those conclusions might possibly be (or why the whole thought of Tavia having a kid was making him so crazy in the first place).
So, he searched for Tavia, but ended up finding Mana instead.
Or rather, she found him.
"Heya, Aku!" The younger girl yelled, running towards him. When she caught up, she began to skip along at his side, trying to match his pace. "What'cha doin'?"
"None of your business," Axel replied. Mana pouted.
"Geez, ya don't gotta be so mean, Aku!" She wailed. "You're nice to Tavia! Why can't you be nice to me?"
"Cause I don't like you," he explained with a growl. Her previous statement hit him, and he stopped, turning to face her with a glare. "And I'm NOT nice to Tavia either!"
"Uh-huh!" The brown-haired girl disagreed, nodding energetically and causing her ponytail to bob. "Yes you are!" She hit her palm with her fist. "Oh! That means you like her!"
"No I don't!"
"Yeah huh! Cause, you said you weren't nice to ME, cause you don't like ME, BUT, you're nice to TAVIA, so you like HER!" Mana deduced excitedly causing Axel's glare to intensify.
"I DO NOT like Tavia! At ALL!" He declared resolutely. "I HATE her!" (And yet, you kissed her only a few weeks ago, liar.)
Mana gave him a knowing grin, almost as if she could read his thoughts (and he wouldn't put it past the little witch). "Of COURSE you do." She even had the audacity to WINK at him, conspiratorially.
Axel let out a frustrated yell, and ran away.
Fifteen minutes later, Axel was rounding a corner in the Obelisk Dorms, cursing Mana's hyperness when he almost slammed into Tavia. Quickly throwing out his arms to catch the brunette, he managed to keep them both from falling over and found himself staring at the now crying bundle in her arms.
'Shit," he muttered, taking a step back. "You really do have a baby..."
Tavia's eyes narrowed and she opened her mouth to retort, but paused pursing her lips into a frown before giving him a wicked smile.
"Yep. And it's yours," she stated, thrusting the infant into his arms. "Her name is Angel and everything she needs is in this bag." She set a bag down beside him and took off down the hallway cackling evilly.
"Hey! Wait!" Axel yelled. He started to run after her, but stopped still as he felt the bundle (Angel?) move around. Axel froze and turned his gaze down to the squalling infant. "What the hell do I do with this?"
Axel sat in his room staring at the thing. The baby, he corrected in his head. Many questions rose to his mind as he watched her (peacefully sleeping thank the gods), beginning with "how the hell did Tavia even get a baby in the first place?" and continuing on through "who the hell names a baby "Angel", anyways?"
But the question in the fore-front of his mind, was "what does this thing eat?"
He'd searched the bag that Tavia had given him over many times, and had yet to produce anything remotely food-like (so much for "everything she needs"). Although, he had found enough diapers to cover the globe, along with some sort of clear cup that he couldn't find the lid to, and a weird rubber thing that he had quickly thrown back into the bag wondering if Tavia got a kick out of making fun of him.
That wasn't a hard question to answer. The evidence spoke for itself; beginning with the first day they met when she dumped a bucket of spagetti on him and ending with her dropping a baby into his arms that very day.
"What do I feed her," Axel muttered, turning his gaze back to the girl, who was sleeping soundly in the makeshift cot he had assembled. "She can't eat normal food...no teeth...maybe milk? I'm sure I have some somewhere..."
He heard a knock on the door, and almost considered just ignoring it. But, there was really only two people who ever came to visit him in his room, and one of them was hiding from him.
"Hey, Sean," he greeted, opening the door. It was indeed the young Irish native on the other side who grinned at him, before entering.
"Hawaryae, Aycel?" Sean replied, moving toward the couch, he stopped as he spotted Angel curled up in her basket. "Seence wenir ye ah daddy?"
"It's Tavia's," Axel stated tersely, checking to make sure that she was still asleep.
"Ouh," Sean seemed at a loss for words, which was about as rare for him as it was for Tavia. "Aye didn' realise ye t'wou wirr..."
Axel glared at his friend. "Are you not hearing anything, I'm saying? I said 'it's not mine' as in ' not at all'."
"Ah, aye see, me friend." Sean leaned over the basket to coo at the infant. "Haw d'ye suppouse ay'r louvely dancier came t'be aye mum?" He glanced over at Axel, and chuckled at the stormy expression on his face. "Doun' wourry, Aycel. Ay'm sure she's jus babesitting four ah mate o'ers."
"On the middle of an island? Nobody actually lives on the island except Dorothy, the Chancellor, and that weird Tarzan-wannabe."
"Well, thiryegou," Sean said. "Mahybe she's oune ouf thiurs."
Axel let out a yell as he fell off the couch. Sean had left almost an hour ago, and he had decided to use the peaceful lull to take a nap, while he could. Unfortunately, just as he had gotten into a good sleep, the baby had decided it was a good time to about give him a heart attack.
He rolled over and stood, coming to stand beside the basket. "I'm up. I'm up," he grumbled, reaching in tentatively to pull out the squalling girl. "What's wrong?" He tilted her around, looking for signs of injury, even pulling he in to take a quick sniff. Nothing, to his relief.
He attempted to rock her, praying that he wasn't doing something to cause the child permanent brain damage. Angel's cries died slightly, though they were still forceful.
"Crap, you're hungry, aren't you," Axel assessed, glancing down at the scattered contents of the baby bag. "Sorry, kid, Tavia didn't give me anything." He turned back to the crying girl. "Maybe Lorie has something..."
And, with Angel tucked carefully into his arms, he wandered off to find the werewolf.
He didn't find Lorie. But, he did find Mana again.
"Are you stalking me?" He suspiciously asked the brunette, who just smiled widely at him, while completely ignoring his question in favor of one of her own.
"So," Mana said, "I'm right? You DO like her?"
Axel paused in his step to stare incredulously at the reborn-magician. "You're STILL on about that?"
"You LIKE her," Mana repeated, wide smile threatening to break her face. "Otherwise, you wouldn't put up with her as much as you do."
"I don't "put up with her"," Axel denied. She raised an eyebrow at him.
"Really? Cause I've noticed that you let Tavia get away with a heckuva lot more than anyone else, even Jaden and Sean!" She reached out to poke him, but he moved away. "See? You won't even let me POKE you, but you let TAVIA hug you all the time!"
"That's because she sneaks up on me."
"You'd think your "warrior's instinct" would be more than a match for a 108 pound girl who can't be sneaky to save her life." Mana crossed her arms, and leveled him with the closest she could get to a glare.
Axel turned away, refusing to reply. Mana rolled her eyes, but pressed on.
"And the clincher?" She exclaimed. Axel turned to her, eyes wide.
"Shh!" He growled quietly. "Not so loud!"
Mana's face deadpanned, but continued her train of thought. "You're still taking care of that baby," she accused in a whisper.
Axel pulled the infant a little closer in a protective gesture. "What was I supposed to do? Leave her in a desk and hope somebody found her?"
"No. But you COULD'VE found Lorie or Sadie and let one of THEM watch her."
"But Tavia asked ME to. And besides, I was looking for Lorie when I ran into you!"
"HAH!" Mana yelled, pointing at him accusingly and ignoring his shushes (along with the second half of his statement). "Exactly! TAVIA asked, so YOU do!"
Axel glared at her, but didn't even try to deny it. Instead, he left to try and find Tavia (or Lorie) again.
This time, he was successful. After another hour of listening to Angel cry because Mana had woken her up.
Tavia had just sat down when Axel came bursting into the room. She started back and stared up at him with wide grey eyes, and had to bite back a laugh at what she saw.
Axel was indefinitely frazzled. His nerves looked shot and his eyes had a dazed glassy look about them. But, she noted, he was being very gentle with Angel, moving slowly so as not to upset the child. She watched as he carefully moved to sit beside her, staring at Angel like he was afraid she would shatter at any given moment.
Without a word, Tavia reached over to take the girl that Axel gratefully passed off to her before sitting back with a relieved sigh. Silence rained for a few minutes before he finally spoke.
"I hate you."
"Fun wasn't it?"
"No."
"Not even for a minute?"
Axel was silent again, and Tavia felt herself grinning.
"You liked it. Come on. Admit it."
"No I didn't."
"So, you're NEVER going to have kids?"
"No."
"Ever?"
He turned to glare at her and she just gave him a serene smile. But, before she could tease him anymore, Jim walked in. He took in the scene with a raised brow, before shrugging it off in light of a more important question.
"Have either of you two seen Lorie? Her and the other two wandered off and I can't seem to find them."
And so, the three of them (and Angel) set of to search for their missing comrades. Axel prayed to every god he knew that he wouldn't run into Mana again.
(Sometime during the search)
"What kind of a name is "Angel" anyways?" Axel asked, feeling his anger boil up.
"Would you rather I call her "Petite"?" Tavia replied, glaring at him hatefully.
"I think you could've come up with something better than those!"
"Well, fine! When we have kids, you can name them!"
"Fine! I will!"
Tavia and Axel froze, both blushing bright scarlet while Jim almost fell over laughing at the two of them.
Rating: T
Genre: Humor/Romance
Fandom: Yugioh GX
Pairing(s): Judai(Jaden)/Johan(Jesse), Winged Kuriboh/Ruby Carbuncle, Frog Prince/Rose, Jim/Lorie(OC), Austin(Axel)/Tavia(OC), Ryo(Zane)/Olette(OC), Manjyoume(Chazz)/Junko(Jasmine)
Summary: What do you do when you wake up to find your Duel Spirit isn't so Spirit-like anymore and have become living, breathing, human children? Just go with it, I guess. After all, this isn't the weirdest thing to happen on Duel Academy island...
A/N: Multi-chapter. Work-in-Progress.
The first thing Axel did when he finally left the school building, was begin to search for Tavia. That thing the redhead had said about her having a child was starting to bug him, for some reason and it was only the feeling that he needed to confirm this rumor for himself before jumping to any conclusions that kept him from really giving in and going insane.
Though at that precise moment, he couldn't fathom what any of those conclusions might possibly be (or why the whole thought of Tavia having a kid was making him so crazy in the first place).
So, he searched for Tavia, but ended up finding Mana instead.
Or rather, she found him.
"Heya, Aku!" The younger girl yelled, running towards him. When she caught up, she began to skip along at his side, trying to match his pace. "What'cha doin'?"
"None of your business," Axel replied. Mana pouted.
"Geez, ya don't gotta be so mean, Aku!" She wailed. "You're nice to Tavia! Why can't you be nice to me?"
"Cause I don't like you," he explained with a growl. Her previous statement hit him, and he stopped, turning to face her with a glare. "And I'm NOT nice to Tavia either!"
"Uh-huh!" The brown-haired girl disagreed, nodding energetically and causing her ponytail to bob. "Yes you are!" She hit her palm with her fist. "Oh! That means you like her!"
"No I don't!"
"Yeah huh! Cause, you said you weren't nice to ME, cause you don't like ME, BUT, you're nice to TAVIA, so you like HER!" Mana deduced excitedly causing Axel's glare to intensify.
"I DO NOT like Tavia! At ALL!" He declared resolutely. "I HATE her!" (And yet, you kissed her only a few weeks ago, liar.)
Mana gave him a knowing grin, almost as if she could read his thoughts (and he wouldn't put it past the little witch). "Of COURSE you do." She even had the audacity to WINK at him, conspiratorially.
Axel let out a frustrated yell, and ran away.
Fifteen minutes later, Axel was rounding a corner in the Obelisk Dorms, cursing Mana's hyperness when he almost slammed into Tavia. Quickly throwing out his arms to catch the brunette, he managed to keep them both from falling over and found himself staring at the now crying bundle in her arms.
'Shit," he muttered, taking a step back. "You really do have a baby..."
Tavia's eyes narrowed and she opened her mouth to retort, but paused pursing her lips into a frown before giving him a wicked smile.
"Yep. And it's yours," she stated, thrusting the infant into his arms. "Her name is Angel and everything she needs is in this bag." She set a bag down beside him and took off down the hallway cackling evilly.
"Hey! Wait!" Axel yelled. He started to run after her, but stopped still as he felt the bundle (Angel?) move around. Axel froze and turned his gaze down to the squalling infant. "What the hell do I do with this?"
Axel sat in his room staring at the thing. The baby, he corrected in his head. Many questions rose to his mind as he watched her (peacefully sleeping thank the gods), beginning with "how the hell did Tavia even get a baby in the first place?" and continuing on through "who the hell names a baby "Angel", anyways?"
But the question in the fore-front of his mind, was "what does this thing eat?"
He'd searched the bag that Tavia had given him over many times, and had yet to produce anything remotely food-like (so much for "everything she needs"). Although, he had found enough diapers to cover the globe, along with some sort of clear cup that he couldn't find the lid to, and a weird rubber thing that he had quickly thrown back into the bag wondering if Tavia got a kick out of making fun of him.
That wasn't a hard question to answer. The evidence spoke for itself; beginning with the first day they met when she dumped a bucket of spagetti on him and ending with her dropping a baby into his arms that very day.
"What do I feed her," Axel muttered, turning his gaze back to the girl, who was sleeping soundly in the makeshift cot he had assembled. "She can't eat normal food...no teeth...maybe milk? I'm sure I have some somewhere..."
He heard a knock on the door, and almost considered just ignoring it. But, there was really only two people who ever came to visit him in his room, and one of them was hiding from him.
"Hey, Sean," he greeted, opening the door. It was indeed the young Irish native on the other side who grinned at him, before entering.
"Hawaryae, Aycel?" Sean replied, moving toward the couch, he stopped as he spotted Angel curled up in her basket. "Seence wenir ye ah daddy?"
"It's Tavia's," Axel stated tersely, checking to make sure that she was still asleep.
"Ouh," Sean seemed at a loss for words, which was about as rare for him as it was for Tavia. "Aye didn' realise ye t'wou wirr..."
Axel glared at his friend. "Are you not hearing anything, I'm saying? I said 'it's not mine' as in ' not at all'."
"Ah, aye see, me friend." Sean leaned over the basket to coo at the infant. "Haw d'ye suppouse ay'r louvely dancier came t'be aye mum?" He glanced over at Axel, and chuckled at the stormy expression on his face. "Doun' wourry, Aycel. Ay'm sure she's jus babesitting four ah mate o'ers."
"On the middle of an island? Nobody actually lives on the island except Dorothy, the Chancellor, and that weird Tarzan-wannabe."
"Well, thiryegou," Sean said. "Mahybe she's oune ouf thiurs."
Axel let out a yell as he fell off the couch. Sean had left almost an hour ago, and he had decided to use the peaceful lull to take a nap, while he could. Unfortunately, just as he had gotten into a good sleep, the baby had decided it was a good time to about give him a heart attack.
He rolled over and stood, coming to stand beside the basket. "I'm up. I'm up," he grumbled, reaching in tentatively to pull out the squalling girl. "What's wrong?" He tilted her around, looking for signs of injury, even pulling he in to take a quick sniff. Nothing, to his relief.
He attempted to rock her, praying that he wasn't doing something to cause the child permanent brain damage. Angel's cries died slightly, though they were still forceful.
"Crap, you're hungry, aren't you," Axel assessed, glancing down at the scattered contents of the baby bag. "Sorry, kid, Tavia didn't give me anything." He turned back to the crying girl. "Maybe Lorie has something..."
And, with Angel tucked carefully into his arms, he wandered off to find the werewolf.
He didn't find Lorie. But, he did find Mana again.
"Are you stalking me?" He suspiciously asked the brunette, who just smiled widely at him, while completely ignoring his question in favor of one of her own.
"So," Mana said, "I'm right? You DO like her?"
Axel paused in his step to stare incredulously at the reborn-magician. "You're STILL on about that?"
"You LIKE her," Mana repeated, wide smile threatening to break her face. "Otherwise, you wouldn't put up with her as much as you do."
"I don't "put up with her"," Axel denied. She raised an eyebrow at him.
"Really? Cause I've noticed that you let Tavia get away with a heckuva lot more than anyone else, even Jaden and Sean!" She reached out to poke him, but he moved away. "See? You won't even let me POKE you, but you let TAVIA hug you all the time!"
"That's because she sneaks up on me."
"You'd think your "warrior's instinct" would be more than a match for a 108 pound girl who can't be sneaky to save her life." Mana crossed her arms, and leveled him with the closest she could get to a glare.
Axel turned away, refusing to reply. Mana rolled her eyes, but pressed on.
"And the clincher?" She exclaimed. Axel turned to her, eyes wide.
"Shh!" He growled quietly. "Not so loud!"
Mana's face deadpanned, but continued her train of thought. "You're still taking care of that baby," she accused in a whisper.
Axel pulled the infant a little closer in a protective gesture. "What was I supposed to do? Leave her in a desk and hope somebody found her?"
"No. But you COULD'VE found Lorie or Sadie and let one of THEM watch her."
"But Tavia asked ME to. And besides, I was looking for Lorie when I ran into you!"
"HAH!" Mana yelled, pointing at him accusingly and ignoring his shushes (along with the second half of his statement). "Exactly! TAVIA asked, so YOU do!"
Axel glared at her, but didn't even try to deny it. Instead, he left to try and find Tavia (or Lorie) again.
This time, he was successful. After another hour of listening to Angel cry because Mana had woken her up.
Tavia had just sat down when Axel came bursting into the room. She started back and stared up at him with wide grey eyes, and had to bite back a laugh at what she saw.
Axel was indefinitely frazzled. His nerves looked shot and his eyes had a dazed glassy look about them. But, she noted, he was being very gentle with Angel, moving slowly so as not to upset the child. She watched as he carefully moved to sit beside her, staring at Angel like he was afraid she would shatter at any given moment.
Without a word, Tavia reached over to take the girl that Axel gratefully passed off to her before sitting back with a relieved sigh. Silence rained for a few minutes before he finally spoke.
"I hate you."
"Fun wasn't it?"
"No."
"Not even for a minute?"
Axel was silent again, and Tavia felt herself grinning.
"You liked it. Come on. Admit it."
"No I didn't."
"So, you're NEVER going to have kids?"
"No."
"Ever?"
He turned to glare at her and she just gave him a serene smile. But, before she could tease him anymore, Jim walked in. He took in the scene with a raised brow, before shrugging it off in light of a more important question.
"Have either of you two seen Lorie? Her and the other two wandered off and I can't seem to find them."
And so, the three of them (and Angel) set of to search for their missing comrades. Axel prayed to every god he knew that he wouldn't run into Mana again.
(Sometime during the search)
"What kind of a name is "Angel" anyways?" Axel asked, feeling his anger boil up.
"Would you rather I call her "Petite"?" Tavia replied, glaring at him hatefully.
"I think you could've come up with something better than those!"
"Well, fine! When we have kids, you can name them!"
"Fine! I will!"
Tavia and Axel froze, both blushing bright scarlet while Jim almost fell over laughing at the two of them.