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Notes: This is a Malik/Anzu fic. Anzu is the holder of the sennen ankh (millennium key).

*______*=Malik talking to Yami Malik

_____=Anzu talking to the Spirit Of The Ankh

Insane Duellists

By Lady Dragon636

Anzu's dull blue eyes looked out of the window as she stared at the happy, free people playing in the park 'Lucky bastards'. She turned her head as she heard a knock from her door.

            "What is it?" She asked coldly, not once had she shown emotion since she had been sent here, she thought of herself as a robot and nothing more.

             A young brown haired lady walked in, her eyes directed to the ground, none of the carers had ever dared looked her in the eyes. Anzu smirked as the young lady's eyes darted between the door and the floor very quickly.

            "U…Umm, Mrs Li wants everyone to greet the new boy coming here today". Anzu raised an eyebrow.

            "Fine. Give me a minute and get out of my room!"

            The young lady ran out of the room as fast as she could, nearly tripping over one of Anzu's trainers. Anzu quickly slipped into her slipknot hoodie and a pair of low slung black jeans, her chestnut brown hair had been replaced by raven black a few years ago, she put on her trainers and pulled out her blue contact lenses because Mrs. Li had always made her 'wear' them.

            She was about to open the door when she realized she had forgotten something, she looked at her neck and face, realizing she had no make-up or jewerelly on, she quickly put them on and stared at her bed trying to remember what she had forgotten, her eyes began to twitch until she noticed her duelling deck on her bedside, she slapped her forehead, grabbed her deck and opened the door to see that the young lady had nearly pissed herself.

            Before Anzu could even comprehend what was happening she found herself being dragged towards the white room where they held all the 'special' events, as soon as they stopped Anzu pulled her arm out of the vice-like grip, pushed the lady to the wall and gave her a death glare.

            "You ever touch me again, I'll kill you, understand?" She whispered dangerously. The young lady quickly nodded her head.

            Anzu dropped her on the floor and walked into the room and immediately found herself the centre of attention, to get the spotlight off her she began to growl, a warning sign that she was getting pissed. Straight away, everybody began to talk nervously to each other, whilst Anzu walked to the back of the room that was covered in darkness.

            Anzu stared at the cuts on her arm which she had done herself to let her know that she was still alive; as soon as the spirit of the ankh had found out she started screaming at Anzu, asking her why she was doing this, Anzu did not even bother replying to her so the spirit of the ankh took over Anzu's mind for a second as she healed the cuts over.

            Anzu snapped out of her reverie to see that Mrs. Li was being followed by a young, Egyptian boy with violet/lavender eyes.

            "Everybody, I'd like you to welcome a new member of our family, Malik Ishtar" Anzu gave a very unladylike snort.

            "What family?" Malik turned his head to see the outline of a young girl about the same age as himself, shrouded in darkness.

            "Anzu, what are you talking about? We're all family"

            "If we were all a family I would have killed myself by now!"

            Malik raised an eyebrow as he felt his yami wanting to talk to him, so ignoring the greetings of all the other people, he stood in the darkness near Anzu, unaware she was there.

            *Yami, what is it?*

            *That girl…she seems familiar to me*

            *I know what you mean, it feels like I've met her before*

            Anzu's eyes narrowed as she stared at the sennen rod in Malik's hand

            Anzu. Don't go near that!

            Why not?

            Because he can manipulate you

            What do you mean?

            I mean that, as you know all the sennen items have their own specific powers and abilities, like mine's is the ability to heal you, the sennen rod's power is the ability to take over people's minds

            Kick ass!

            The spirit sighed in Anzu's head.

            Malik and Yami Malik stared at Anzu as she was talking to the spirit in the ankh.

            *Aibou, she wields a sennen item!*

            *She does?! Which one?*

            *I don't know it may be the ankh*

            Malik grabbed Anzu's arm, she immediately stopped her conversation with the spirit and glared at Malik.

            "You girl, do you hold a sennen item?"

            "What's it to you if I do?" Malik growled dangerously.

            "Do not try my patience girl I will make you answer one way or another!" To emphasize his point he pulled out the sennen rod and smirked as it shone dangerously.

            The spirit of the ankh had been screaming at her to answer him, so Anzu did in her own typical fashion.

            "Yeah, I do have the sennen ankh, what's it to you surfer boy?"

            Malik dug his nails into his hand, trying to stop himself from calling out his yami to kill her. Malik gritted his teeth.

            "Do you play duel monsters girl?"

            "Yeah, I do as a matter of fact, why?"

            "Can I see your deck for a minute?" Anzu's eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"Uhhh…sure"

            Malik began to flick through Anzu's deck really quickly, suddenly he stopped, his eyes widened.

            "You hold Osiris!"

            "Yeah, some lady gave it to me, said I'd need it for something"

            *Isis!*

            *You should have let me kill her before*

            *I guess this means we'd better take her along*

            *Why aibou?*

            *She can become a rare hunter for us yami!*

            *I'm guessing there's another reason aibou*

            *Shut up yami!*

            Anzu had gone back to her room to have a shower, for some reason she was hot. She slipped off her hoodie and her jeans when she heard an appreciative whistle.

            "I didn't know I'd get a strip show!"

            Anzu flipped around to see Malik grinning at her, his eyes roaming her body.

            "Fuck you surfer boy"

            "Well come on them, fuck me!"

            "Whatever, I don't have time for this, what do you want?"

            "Pardon?"

            "What the hell do you want? There has to be a reason you came here" Malik pouted.

            "I'm so hurt"

            "I don't care if you're dead, just answer the damn question!" Malik huffed.

            "Fine! Do you wanna come with me?"

            "Where?"

            "To Japan, more specifically Domino City"

            "Why?"

            "To participate in battle city"

            "Sure! But how do we get from here to there?"

            "Why with this?" Malik pulled out his rod

            "So let's get going apricot"

            "Apricot?"

            "What?! You called me surfer boy and your name means apricot child anyway!"

            "I'm aware of the genius"

            "I knew you liked me!" Malik smirked

            "What have I gotten myself into?" Anzu sighed

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