This is another story I have come up with. I'm putting my first two stories on hiatus, but I won't trash them. This story is based on two animes I really like with some original twists of mine. Hope you enjoy this story. I have also almost finished chapter four of Do I Know? so stay in tune for that (if you're reading it that is.)
Warning: Contains mature content and language and the supernatural.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Mr. Takahashi.
Feel free to review/favorite/follow. (Yugi will feature in this fanfiction, do not fret Yugi/peachshipping fans.)
Chapter 1: Before We Realized it, It had Already Begun.
September is a month where most Japanese high school students return to their normal lives from their summer vacation.
In Domino High school, there is a cultural festival held annually at the start of September. Therefore, the school is always embraced in an overwhelming and elated atmosphere by the end of the cultural festival. In the midst of September the atmosphere in the school fades away and is replaced by a calm, yet boisterous, common school life.
It is a mandatory rule for students to participate in clubs. It didn't even help that Atem Yami Mutou had a weird obsession of games of all sorts, so he did not really fit in anywhere among his classmates. He had tried joining the chess club but because of his intuitive flawless strategies wiping out his opponents was a piece of cake. He was infamous for winning every game that people treated his winning streaks some sort of supernatural curse, thus labeling him as odd, leading to many who avoided him like a plague. He had not understood why his classmates in the past deemed him as cool while girls fawned over him during his middle school years. Not only so, but his naturally wild hair led people to speculate further some even antagonizing him for having affiliation with aliens which did not make sense to him at all.
She initially wanted to join the jazz club but due to her late application to the club, she was declined. Cheer leading was not her style, though the occult club proved feasible for her since she liked a sense of thrill and danger, though the vibes the members emanated were just downright creepy and disturbing since many of them took matters either too seriously or towards the extreme-that crosses out the option of joining that club. Anzu Mazaki sighed as she looked out the window. Her first day as a high school freshman has just come and ended just like that. It was not the ideal way to start, but at least she knew Atem and Hanasaki who were both in her homeroom. She would just let the teacher decide which club she would be placed in.
Geeky as it sounds, Seto Kaiba was into computer and technology and decided to sign up for the computer society. Unfortunately he and the club president had a heated argument and eventually quit the club after the first day. Though many girls flocked to him mainly due to his rugged and handsome face, he paid no attention to them. His icy cold blue eyes was always wary of those around him and eyed his classmates like they were vicious creatures who were ready to pounce on him. He always upheld the fact that trust, friendships, social diversities and constructs were a nuisance and a waste of time. Frankly speaking he was an egotistical arrogant lone wolf.
Kisara Saotome was a fairly quiet student who never really interacted with anyone in her class. She always had a book or novel with her to pass time. Even during the first day as a freshman, she was nominated as the class representative of 1-B to which she accepted without any resistance. Ever since being the class representative, many boys have approached her for her exotic beauty, some even confessing their feelings for her despite having not met her properly! However, she herself could not settle for a club when fan boys followed her almost everywhere clearly much to her discomfort. She then began to take matters to her own hands by glaring at every boy who dare approach her, all the more those who dared to even lay a hand on her smooth porcelain skin.
A shaggy haired blonde sat attentively during Japanese History as he was jotting down important points for reference. He didn't want to screw up his life anymore as a former delinquent so he resolved once he entered high school, he would change for the better. Jounouchi Katsuya prided himself in his social skills which was a surprise for a former delinquent. He had promised his sister Shizuka that he only entered the prestigious Domino in order to find himself a goal or a better future to strive towards. But now he was quite stuck-he had visited clubs during the lunch break and was interested to join the basketball club but the team leader was a turn off-he was too arrogant and too full of himself hence he opted out joining that club.
Martial artist Mana Mushahwar was not at the least impressed by the performance and stunts performed by the martial arts club. She tried her hardest to invest her passion in different things such as the tea-time club or the flower arranging club, presenting herself to be more feminine and emit that atmosphere of 'cute', 'pretty' instead of being labelled as a girl who could take down men who were double her size-which was rather more masculine and even scary. Apparently her aniki Mahado who happened to be a teacher at the school nicknamed her as Smiley, due to her excessive cheerfulness and her general passion and drive for adventure.
Atem didn't even sleep during all six of his lessons, so after finishing the classroom duties with his team he went to the recreation building. He went from his own classroom, that is, class 1-C in the East building, passed through the North building, then entered the recreation building. The four-story Recreation building has been predicted to collapse if repair work is still delayed. His destination is the fourth floor of the building. Of course, there re no lifts in the Recreation building so he must climb up the stairs to reach the top.
He was sent to this undesired location (High school students didn't really care for beautiful scenery or good lighting. Not having to climb up the stairs is already the best option.) because of the fact that Atem belonged to a club that was established just this year; and there were only six club members that make up this small club.
The club is called the Student Cultural Research Club, which briefly outlines the cultures of places around the world... if at all.
After climbing the stairs, he headed towards the Room 401, which was labeled with a plaque: Student Cultural Research Club and promptly entered the room. Wind blew from the open windows, gently brushing Atem's cheeks and swaying his hair. When the fourth floor is reached, the ventilation in the building becomes good that it felt cozy during the season.
There was already a club member in the room. Two long tables were placed in the center of the room. The club's vice-president Seto Kaiba was already typing away on his laptop in deep concentration.
"Oh Kaiba, where are the other people?"
"See for yourself." Kaiba replied dryly, not even bothering to look at Atem's face
Atem sat on the folding chair and positioned himself towards Kaiba. This was when he finally lifted his head to look at the spiky haired boy.
As if shining in the darkness, his chestnut brown hair seemed meticulously cared for. Lustrous, gleaming and supple, his hair would probably match very well with a tuxedo. Fringing those slender yet narrow blue eyes, his icy blue eyes emanated a mysterious sacrosanct aura. His mature appearance conveyed the impression that he was different from most other senior students. He had a muscular lean build and was very tall for a freshman. Along with his detached aura, it was easy to believe that he was a person hard to get along with.
"Atem, have you gathered all the materials for the next issue of Bunken News*?"
"Yeah, I just need to sort through some of the remaining data and we're good. By the way, 'History of the Ancient game of Senet' should really be from the view of the one who has never lost a game!" Atem exclaimed as he slammed all his research notes on the table, obviously referring to himself. "By the way archaeologists have found that the Queen Nefertari of Egypt has never lost a game and-"
"Shut up. Save it for later short stuff."
"Weren't you the one who asked me first?" Atem raised his brow and voice in response.
"I asked you whether you have the gathered everything necessary, so your answer should only be either 'yes' or 'no'. I didn't ask you about anything else. Actually, it's because I don't want to hear about it." Kaiba answered stoically, still typing away at his computer.
"Always thinking you're better than others" Atem mumbled under his breath. "You're as blunt as ever. I think you should speak with euphemisms... actually, I'm begging you to speak with euphemisms." Atem spoke out loud which earned him a glare from the cold vice president.
The door shuddered as it was violently flung open, and a lively voice reverberated inside, "What's up! Sorry I'm late." Shining with glee, her face alone brought forth some warm wind and light into the room. It was just that person standing there smiling. Notwithstanding, it brought the feeling that the flower-and-blossom blooming of spring had arrived.
"Hmm? Is it only Atem and Seto today?" she asked, speculating the classroom. Mana Mushahwar titled her head slightly to the side in curiosity as she lay her bag on the comfortable sofa adjacent to the tables the two were sitting in.
"Ahem, and that is Kaiba to you Miss President." Kaiba pointed out coldly, whilst spitting the last words a bit spitefully. He did not like being called people by their first names, let alone he barely knew the club members! They had only been forced into this for at least three months and a half.
"You're no fun at all Set-o! Aw man, I even ran over here today — what a waste of energy." Mana pouted and complained while leaping onto the torn black sofa inside the room. She raised her arm and rested her head on it, just like what aging men who watch TV during the holidays were doing. Although she bolted up the stairs just a while ago, her breathing seemed very calm and peaceful.
Kaiba was about to make a snide remark when the door creaked open as a brunette haired girl with azure eyes stood there. "Hey guys, Hope I wasn't too late, I had to discuss some things with the student council." Anzu Mazaki entered and froze in her tracks when she saw what Mana was about to do. "Mana! What the heck are you doing?!" she shrieked. "Mana You shouldn't-"
Mana merely sniggered at Anzu's reaction.
Atem whistled excitedly.
"Mana, your panties are going to be completely exposed if you let your skirt ride up like that." Kaiba beat Anzu to it and looked at Mana, calmly pointing out the problem.
"Who cares?" Mana shrugged indifferently and showed a prodigious amount of her artistically white and slender legs while speaking. Despite what Kaiba had mentioned, she didn't seem to care what others were looking at. She even slapped her thigh several times promiscuously.
Anzu's jaw dropped and hurried to Mana's side and tried to cover her with her body. "Are you on high or what today?" Anzu hissed at Mana, clearly exasperated at her actions because it showed her lack of dignity and sense of self-protection. "There're guys in here you know!"
"I'm here too, you know." Atem spoke, twitching his fingers together nervously.
Mana was surprised at Atem's advances, it seems that he indeed lacks experience despite his appearance. She grinned maliciously. "120 yen a peek." she purred.
"My god what the hell Mana!" Anzu scolded, raising her hands animatedly in annoyance.
"If this continues, then I'm out for the day. This isn't supposed to be a strip club, I guess you guys have perverted its purposes and threaten this club's existence. I suggest you all to take this somewhere else." Kaiba rebuked sharply. He was annoyed that he couldn't get his work done and regretted coming to the club. But since he was vice president, he had the responsibility to facilitate the group. Curses!
"I have to pay?! Well, that price sounds pretty reasonable..." Atem blushed nervously on the inside.
"Hey didn't you pay attention to what Kaiba just said!" Anzu reasoned.
'Oh my god! Atem's just so cute when he's actually playing my game!' Mana observed the teen.
"Atem, even if you didn't mean anything wrong, you do realize that considering the age of the person you're speaking to, these words sound quite illicit, don't you think? Just stop it right now." Anzu snapped. In a flash she felt someone push her towards the adjacent wall as her head was forcefully tilted towards the person's face. She could feel his breath on her face since it was merely inches away from hers. She blushed madly until she opened it and saw Atem's crimson eyes piercing into her soul.
"Anzu, a kiss for 150 yen?" Atem offered.
Anzu abrubtly spat in his face. "Oh my god, get off me!" She pushed him off as he fell on the floor, much to Kaiba's annoyance and Mana's pleasure.
"Ahahahaha!" Mana giggled and laughed hysterically, giggling like a child as she pulled the most successful prank on Atem the king of games and wits; his counterattack having been backfired by Anzu.
"I actually need to say something-Me and Jou-" Anzu was suddenly cut off my Kaiba's snorts who wasn't even fazed by the prank Mana pulled.
"Mana, what are we going to do for our next issue?" Atem inquired as he got up, making soft yelps of pain as he rubbed his head in circles.
"Hmm...Actually, I was just thinking about what the Bunken News lacks." Mana said inquisitively, rubbing her chin on her thumbs in careful thought.
"Then...?"
"My conclusion is, because Kaiba is responsible for the scandals, I can be assured that this suggestion will be taken. What we are lacking are violence and sex." She eyed Kaiba cheerfully as she beamed out the last words joyfully, clasping her hands together.
"Who will look for that kind of stuff in a newspaper?! In fact, we're straying from what a newspaper is just by having negative articles." Atem tried to reason.
In the last issue of the Bunken News, Kaiba exposed two teachers having a relationship between colleagues (source unknown). Consequently, during this year's Cultural Festival, the club that people would've ignored had the chance to squeeze in other diverse activities, and became the talk of the town. Amongst the festival's buzzing atmosphere, the two teachers later even proposed at the night festival.
To sum it up, the atmosphere then began living up. Including other teachers, everyone was stirring up a congratulatory atmosphere towards the two teachers. Although it was said to be a wonderful ending, there was too much tension when having a relationship in front of everyone. It would be impossible to imagine how embarrassing it would be if they broke up. This aspect was quite worrisome in Domino High School.
"We might as well evolve into the school's strip club, but I'm out if that's gonna happen. And short stuff here can be the vice president." Kaiba snorted while he gestured towards Atem, knowing that he had struck his sensitive spot.
"I'm not that short! You pompous prick!" Atem retorted.
Kaiba merely grinned in response. "Well, that article was exclusive to the school festival, so I don't plan to write something like that at this moment. Besides, I hate to expose information that I have acquired. What I did at that time was on a sudden impulse." Kaiba justified. It was one of his hobbies to collect and analyze information though he hated publicizing them.
Where would he use all that information for? Blackmail? This stirred up Atem's curiosity as he could imagine Kaiba being a leader of the yakuza, mercilessly torturing his subjects snarkily.
"Alright, let's use that impulsiveness and challenge ourselves by writing an erotic article!" Mana exclaimed, giving a thumbs-up.
"Don't try to pressure a pure freshman girl into writing erotic articles." a white haired girl spoke up as she entered the room gracefully, though her face showed no sign of timidity resembling that of a pure freshman girl.
"Kisara when did you?" Atem asked, puzzled.
"Well I somehow showed up when you guys were arguing.."
"Don't worry, I'll be in charge for this one! So if Kisara would let me take a few high-tension erotic photos, then..." Mana prodded off towards the blue eyes white haired girl.
Kisara has sapphire, sparkling eyes with double eyelids, a straight-bridged nose, and a slightly angular but impeccable face that didn't have any trace of make-up. In spite of this, her fair and permeable skin was supple. Her thin, smooth hair, which was as fine as silk and didn't seem to have any substance applied on it as it was tied with a red ribbon. Although Kisara didn't use make-up, her overall appearance emphasized her exoticism. This idiosyncratic trait made others feel that her staying natural to herself made her more beautiful. Girls bore fangs while the boys drooled at here mere presence.
"Like hell I would! Why should I provide you with materials that boys would use to deal with their sexual desires!?" Kisara stepped away in fear from the scheming president.
"Kisara's idea of 'the limits to erotic contents that can be approved to be published in a school magazine' makes me curious...", regardless of whether Kisara could hear him or not, Atem continued to murmur to himself. Based on her tone, it seems that her imagination was quite sexual, enough for others to rebuke her idea that she was a pure freshman girl, Atem pondered.
"Besides, Mana, you look prettier than I do. It would be more suitable to take photos of you instead!" Kisara alarmingly pointed towards Mana's smooth slender legs.
"No way! That's because I am the idol type who cannot strip, my cuteness gives me an advantage. So if you want something really erotic, you would be best candidate." Mana grinned as she pointed her index finger to Kisara's breasts.
Kaiba, who had been silent during the ordeal almost blew a fuse. 'These two idiots... they're honestly considering stripping.'
It seemed like Kisara looked like she didn't perk herself up because she didn't really care much about her appearance. However, she was actually analyzing her own advantage. It felt like not using make-up was just one of her many tactics to 'become more noticeable'. The correct answer, however, might be that she hadn't even thought about it.
"I can't say I don't understand... But hold on, why do we need an erotic appeal? I don't think that high school boys ask for that much. By common sense, refreshing types would be more popular." Kisara countered timidly.
"Nope, considering high schoolers nowadays, the mature and erotic ones should be surprisingly more popular... according to my instincts." Mana winked.
"According to your instincts, huh?" Atem remarked sarcastically.
The two girls turned their heads towards Atem, "Speaking of which, don't we have a high school guy right here? What kind of girl do you prefer, Atem?" Mana asked curiously.
"Yeah, if you were to choose, who would you rather see strip? Mana or me?" Kisara's question completely took Atem off course as his jaw dropped and Kaiba stopped typing on his laptop.
"Ridiculous! Stop this farce already!" Kaiba fumed, slamming his hand on the table, hoping to gain someone's attention.
Anyway, I have to give an answer, right? With this in mind, Atem closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds. "Well, if I were to speak on behalf of all the boys in this school, I would say something like 'you should both strip'!"
Just after he spoke those words, Mana chipped in. "3:55 p.m. Atem Mutou told two girls in the Cultural Research Club to strip... Did you get all of that, Kaiba?" she flicked her eyes towards Kaiba who was about to say something.
"I'm don't take orders from anyone!" he crossed his arms in defiance, but his face contorted to a smirk. "But yes, of course I did! Every. Last. Word. of. it" he emphasized much to Atem's horror as he retained that wicked smile and sped off to type.
"Umm... Well I did say that, so I can't really refute it."
No matter how hard he tried, Atem couldn't outwit them with words. He sorrowfully drooped his head, re-acknowledging the balance of power in the club. Could it be the King of Wits had finally been defeated?
"Game over Yugioh! I guess we win!" Mana smirked triumphantly, giving Kisara a high five in the process.
Kaiba sighed to himself. 'How about renaming it to the Yugioh club.' He rolled his eyes at his own comment and deadpanned the two idiots who were smiling mischievously.
After that, Mana started to read manga, while Kaiba resumed his work, facing the computer after he clicked his fingers. Kisara started to prepare for tomorrow's lessons, while Atem started to make a pyramid with a set of poker cards. Today was the day where the six members had agreed to get together for discussion; however, one of the members had not arrived yet.
Oblivious to them all, Anzu's anger was accumulating every second she was ignored. "GUYS! WILL YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME DAMMIT!" Anzu screamed suddenly.
Everyone turned their attention to Anzu, surprised at her sudden outburst. Mana thought that Anzu was acting more fickle today than usual, and was easily agitated.
"Actually guys.. I want to talk about what happened last night.." Anzu bowed her head in confusion.
"Well go on. We don't have all day." Kaiba stated flatly.
"Speaking of which, Anzu you seem abit off today and Jounouchi seemed a bit weird when we were having gym class today too." Mana trailed off.
Atem furrowed his brows in deep thought as he recalled today's events. Though he and Jounouchi were in different classes they hung out almost every lunch break and gym class was usually combined hence it had been strikingly odd that Jounouchi was quieter and he had bruises on his face.
"Is that so... maybe something happened? You think he finally hooked up with her?" Mana snickered.
"You mean Kujaku senpai? Yeah that might've explained the bruises on his face.." Atem said thoughtfully.
"Don't tell me the mutt tried to jump on her which earned him a beating." Kaiba scoffed.
"Impossible. Looking at the situation at hand, even if Jounouchi spent a lifetime trying, they wouldn't be in a relationship. Only if he becomes aware of the things he's left out would there then be a chance." Kisara pointed out which led the three to think about what she had said.
"Oh my Kisara's so perceptive! Come to think of it Kujaku senpai has a flock of men after her so I guess he won't stand a chance huh?" Mana jeered.
Anzu cringed at the conversation, though Kisara remained thoughtful. "Hey guys! I'm not done here!" 'Why do people always never listen and come up with the most ludicrous conclusions?' Anzu face palmed inwardly.
Just as Anzu was about to explain what had happened, the door flung open violently as a shaggy blonde haired boy with honey colored eyes marched into the room. He was tall for a freshman, and he was quite well built and lean, save for an ex-delinquent and gang member. Though he seemed like he has lost that spark and virility he usually possessed.
Anzu, Jounouchi and Kisara sat on one side whereas Atem, Kaiba and Mana sat on the other. Anzu and Jounouchi suddenly looked glum and their countenance fell.
"So... Um... What happened to you two?" Mana commenced the inquiries in this indescribably heavy atmosphere.
"Eh... I am planning to say this alright, but how do I put this..." Jounouchi scratched his head in frustration as he looked to Anzu with pleading eyes for help.
Beside him, Anzu hung her head and looked at the corner of the table while meaninglessly fidgeting with her hair. "Guess it could not be helped.." she mumbled.
"What's with you two? If there are any problems, you should tell us. We can help you to some extent!" Atem urged them to speak.
"Oh, that's relieving... Hmm! Ok! Then we'll start! Although the two of us have decided to tell you now, it is quite a difficult thing to try and explain. So if you spare us some time to really tell you about this—" Anzu muttered hesitantly.
"Oh for the love of Ra, tell us already!" Kaiba interrupted sharply.
"Geez Kaiba she was just about to-" Jounouchi interjected.
"I wasn't talking to you mutt!" Kaiba spat icily as he glared Jounouchi's bruise.
Jounouchi clenched his fists and was ready to pounce on Kaiba. Though he knew that as his opponent, the brunette was not prone to show any mercy.
"Oh stop it! Let Anzu continue!" Kisara scolded as she smiled at Anzu warmly.
Jounouchi inhaled deeply to calm himself and sought confirmation from Mazaki's face. Although Anzu looked quite reluctant about the matter, she still nodded to show consent. After confirming, Jounouchi commenced his speech, "Actually last night we..."
Everyone but Kaiba held their breath. The whole room was silent. Jounouchi kept them in suspense, and allowed that silence to spread through the room.
"Our souls were exchanged!" He shouted.
"What?" Kaiba asked bemusedly
"Eh?" Atem said.
"Hahahaha... ah?" Mana laughed weakly.
Kisara remained silent though she blinked her eyes rapidly as it widened in shock and surprise.
All three answered simultaneously and expressed a sense of unbelief or surprise.
"Like I said, Anzu and I switched our souls, as if in a manga... Ouch!"
"Ohoh, straight strike to the head with a hand chop." Mana cooed.
Atem was quite impressed with the accuracy and sharpness of Kaiba's strike.
"What did you do that for, moneybags?!" Jounouchi grumbled.
"It's sad how you are so into it, but this joke is totally boring and complete bullshit." Kaiba got up from his seat and looked at Jounouchi stoically.
"That's not it! I am not kidding. I am very serious!" Jounouchi got up from his chair and defended his cause.
"Compared to cutting it off after joking when everyone was in anticipation, being assaulted by Kaiba is much more dramatic." Atem said in a low voice.
"Besides, if your souls were really exchanged, right now the mutt should really be Mazaki? Whatever you say your words never make sense. Also, your block-headedness hasn't changed much."
"That's why I described the 'exchange' in past tense. We've returned to normal now! Also, Mana, don't be so blunt! Didn't school teach you that verbal violence without constraint is the most dangerous?" Jounouchi raised his voice.
After that, Jounouchi, with an indescribable exaggerated pose, endeavored to persuade others that 'Mazaki and he did exchange souls'. Although Kisara and Mana thought about it rather carefully, Kaiba thought that what he said was too absurd. Atem and the others only felt puzzled.
"All this magic and the supernatural is complete bull and a waste of time! Then what does Mazaki have to say? The mutt said his soul was with you." Kaiba inquired to Anzu, who had not yet spoken but had a troubled face.
"First of all, I'm not a mutt rich boy!" Jounouchi was about to confront Kaiba in a duel of fists when Atem motioned his friend to calm down.
Anzu held her head and looked downwards. She shook her head as if she couldn't accept the truth. "... Of course that's not true. How can something like this happen in reality? Isn't it strange? For Jounouchi to become me, and me to become Jounouchi... Yeah, there's no way!" As she spoke in crescendo, and then she violently stood up and declared: "That was just a nightmare!" Anzu poised herself confidently though deep down she knew it was something more than a nightmare.
"I don't believe in supernatural things that can't be explained with science! That's what I've decided. So stop dragging me into your crazy fantasies, Katsuya! Soul exchange? Things of the occult are of the past. We live in the present, Get real!" Kaiba roared. 'God when will these idiots come to their senses?!'
"I.. Hey Anzu what the hell?! Didn't we confirm this together during gym?" Jounouchi protested
"I.. I was just as confused! My level of judgement was crap since I wasn't feeling too well!"
"Even though I don't really understand, I think that's a cool way to turn hostile." Atem spoke even though he thought it was unnecessary.
"Very funny." Anzu remarked sarcastically at Atem's unnecessary remark.
"Are you saying that it was only a dream?" Jounouchi rubbed his head in confusion.
"That's right! It was just more realistic than usual! Come on, Jounouchi you should wake up already!" Anzu's face contorted in utter displeasure.
"... Then what you mean is, we had the same dream, and we felt the 'soul exchange' within the same time frame, and even though we haven't been in your dance recital and my room, we could see what happened to us perfectly, and when I switched to you, the things I did in you rehearsal also coincidentally moved in the real worl-OUCH! Shit that hurt! What the fuck?" Jounouchi rubbed his face with pain as another bruise was born.
"DON'T EVER BLAB, got it?!" Anzu hissed as she took Jounouchi by the hem of his shirt, as she gave him the death glare.
Jounouchi was frightened to the core and gulped nervously. He nodded fearfully.
"So that's how he got the bruise." Mana mused, her voice laced with disappointment of false hope.
"That's just what happens when coincidence upon coincidence are stacked together! Yeah, in other words, it's a miracle!" Anzu said proudly after letting go of Jounouchi. She beamed like a scientist who had made a breakthrough discovery!
"So you're saying that it's a miracle that caused our souls to be exchanged—"
"Why does it have to be Jounouchi and me!" Anzu mumbled in annoyance.
"Yeah, is it so? Should we call it destiny or fate? So I say, we should go along with the will of the world." Jounouchi shrugged nonchalantly.
"How did you jump to those conclusions?" Atem frowned and replied sharply even though those involved didn't hear him.
"Eeeerrrrghh! It's because you say these things that make me pissed!" Anzu trembled while backing into a corner of the room.
"So what actually happened to you two? If it's strange fantasies or illusions, I can still hear your story." Kisara murmured.
"There's no need of that, Kisara! That's because the souls of and I have never exchanged! If I had exchanged with you or Mana then that would have been fine. But if it's Jounouchi, everything is invalid. It's complete refusal, access denied! There's no chance it happened!" Anzu ranted.
"Oh will you shut up?" Kaiba interjected.
Jounouchi was annoyed by Anzu's words and stated smugly. "Didn't you just confess it happened?" as he smirked.
"For once I agree with the puppy here. You clearly said If I had exchanged with Mana or Kisara it would've been fine. Hence your argument is invalid." Kaiba remarked smugly making Anzu blush in embarrassment.
The rest were surprised by Kaiba's sudden intervention, earning him stares of confusion.
"What? Keep your eyes to yourselves." Kaiba said coldly as he resumed typing on his laptop.
"That pervert wants to force his disgusting fantasies on me!" Anzu cried, while jumping on to Mana. Mana, as if stroking a sad puppy, stroked her back in circles. "You must have been misunderstood. Come on don't cry." Mana soothed.
"Eh? The reason for her not confessing is because she wants to make me seem like I harassed her?"Jounouchi's shoulders drooped as he was deeply shocked. Atem told him not to take it too seriously. Although it is not like something could have really happened, Jounouchi's dismal state was clear to him.
Anyway, the two continued their squabbling over the matter while Kisara shrugged it off and resumed doing her homework.
Just when Atem and Mana took an opportunity to cut into the conversation, Kaiba shouted violently. "Shut up! Everyone out! Club dismissed!"
Because of the vice-president's call, the regular club meeting was decided to be delayed until the next day.
Anzu was on her way home as she pondered about the strange phenomenon that had happened to her during her dance recital the night before.
The music began to play as Anzu began to twirl and move as if she was a leaf caught in a gentle breeze. Every turn, twirl and pivot expressed her emotions vividly through her graceful movements. Every movement was timed to perfection and brimmed with perfection and elegance. Until her movements began to feel sloppy as her head throbbed in pain. She could faintly hear the concerned voices who were calling out to her as she fell on to the ground. Then it went black.
Once she had opened her eyes again she was in a different room and noticed that she was sitting down in front of a computer. Her eyes widened in disgust as she saw women dressed scantily exposing their cleavages and their 'most desired' parts which appealed to men. She froze when she realized she her head feeling hot and oddly felt like she was on cloud nine. 'Oh my god what the hell is this?!' She could feel a long substance protruding from the pants she was wearing. 'Wait I wasn't wearing pants..what the hell is this?!' she felt the erect substance and it hit her. 'THIS CAN'T BE?! Holy mother of Ra!' "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed. She clamped her mouth shut when she realized the voice was at least an octave lower. 'What the fuck is happening?!'
"SHUT YER TRAP KATSUYA! OR I'LL HAVE YOU GO OUT AND FUCKING BUY ME MY BEER, got that?!" came an angry voice that growled dangerously.
Anzu abruptly got up from the chair and found it hard to walk around with whatever weird occurrence that had swept on to Jounouchi's body. She rushed and found the closest mirror of the room and scanned her features: Shaggy blond hair, honey colored eyes, and increase in muscular mass and height. She confirmed that she had swapped bodies with Jounouchi. 'HOW ON EARTH IS THIS POSSIBLE?!' she pinched her cheeks hard enough and pleaded to whatever gods were there it wasn't a dream. After a few minutes prancing the room in panic, she decided to call Jounouchi who was presumably in her body. 'Oh my god, my recital!' But suddenly she felt disorientated again and everything went black.
Anzu woke up and found herself standing in front of a mirror. 'Eh? I'm back?!' She was quite relieved until she heard from Miho the recital had been cancelled by a furious Madam Fleur since she suddenly ran off stage in the middle of the recital and began cursing like a madwoman to whoever encountered her, explaining the confused looks she received from her fellow dance mates. Her blood began to boil.
"Oh yeah and.. you started to strip in front of the mirror too... despite the presence of the guys backstage.." Miho added.
"HE WILL PAY FOR THIS!" Anzu stormed off as she wanted to go home as soon as possible.
'Did I say something wrong?' Miho wondered, being clueless to Anzu's sudden mood swings.
Anzu shook her head in annoyance and dismissed it as a mere dream. Frustrated she headed to Burgerworld for she still had a shift until ten that night.
Atem followed Anzu closely from behind as he was quite concerned of what had happened earlier for she seemed troubled and deep in thought. A fragment of himself actually partly believed of what happened to her though he was quite a skeptic himself.
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