A/N: What up? Huh... I see this as the strangest shipping I will ever see... But, I am on a mission to write at least one story for each shipping.

BakuraLOLZ99 does not own anything except for the plot.

Stares.

That was all I was getting these days.

I am Anzu Mazaki, twenty-one, cream skin, brown hair and blue eyes.

Everyone thought I love Yami or Yugi... But the truth was... I loved Yugi's grandpa. I do not know why. But I do. And everyone sees that as wrong. Why exactly? Is love a forbidden thing now? Can I not be with whoever I chose?

I sighed.

"Is something the matter, dear Anzu?" Solomon asked worriedly, tightening his grip on my hand.

I smiled at the man. "No, everything is fine. I just wish people did not care for our love."

Solomon chuckled. "It does not matter what they think, as long as we have each other."

I giggled happily, hugging the older man tight. "You are right, of course. And I am happy that out families are okay with out relationship, I am extremely thankful for that."

Solomon nodded in agreement, staring in to my eyes lovingly.

More stares.

More glares, burning through me like fire of disgust.

"Can we leave now?" I asked suddenly, standing up.

Solomon stood up as well. "If you wish to, then of course."

I smiled, taking Solomon's hand in mine, beginning to walk to the the game shop.

I felt the burning of the heated glares and stares begin to leave mine and Solomon's presence. I sighed in relief.

The pressure was immense. But I loved Solomon either way, I wanted to be with him no matter what. And I just want people to except that.

I make Solomon happy. It has been so long since he has been able to be happy like this, and even I can see that.

"Anzu, please, I can tell this is bothering you. You can talk to me, and if the pressure is too much for you to handle... Then we can break it off." Solomon said as we arrived inside of the Kame Game Shop.

I sighed. "No. I want to be with you, like I said, I hate that people do not except us. I want them to know that we are in love. I do not want to be glared at in disgust when I walk the streets of Domino."

Solomon smiled slightly. "I know it is hard, Anzu, but they will come around. I promise."

I sighed again. "I hope you are right."

I smiled brightly as I bounced mine and Solomon's son up and down in my lap, they small boy laughing and giggling happily.

This was good. This was great!

I sighed. Life was good know. People learned to except mine and Solomon's relationship, and were even excited when they found out I was pregnant!

"Are you ready to eat lunch, Atem?" I asked happily to my son, who giggled and squealed.

When Yami had came back from the Afterlife, he insisted on us calling him Yami instead of Atem. So, when I found out I was pregnant, and me and Solomon could not think of a name, we asked Yami if it would be okay to name him that. Yami had been absolutely thrilled.

Atem was pale, his hair stare shaped, the main part brown like my hair, the bangs framing his face blonde and the tips black, his eyes a mix between blue and purple. A rather stunning baby.

I stood up from the couch, setting Atem on my hip.

Life was just going to get better, I could feel it.