A/N: I'm currently editing and rewriting some parts of this fic.
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"Anzu, will you get off of the computer and help me with the dishes?" Mrs. Mazaki yelled. Anzu groaned before turning back to her computer. She looked at the screen and continued typing, finishing her message.

Azure: Sorry, but I have to go. Have to help my mom with the dishes. Will be back on at 10. :)

She looked down at the clock in the toolbar. It was already 9:25. She had to hurry and wash the dishes. She looked up as the reply came back.

Blue-Eyes: Ok. Will come back on. Bye.

Anzu smiled and closed the window. Locking the computer, she stood and stretched. Her day was turning out better than she had thought.

Remembering that she had to be back on at 10, she turned and ran out down the stairs to begin washing the dishes. Without even acknowledging her mom, she grabbed the sponge and began to scrub the dishes, humming to herself while doing so. It was only after she heard someone clearing their throat that she looked up to see her mom staring at her, holding the dripping dish in her hand.

She had a curious and somewhat amused look on her face.

"What's with the happy attitude? You were gloomy since you walked into the house. Does washing dishes make you that happy?" Her mom chuckled. Anzu smiled and shook her head before turning and washing the soap from her hands.

"I just had a good day, that's all." She said as she picked up a cup and began to soap it. Her mom looked at her and wiped the dish as Anzu washed the cup with the sponge.

"Well then, I should make you wash dishes when you're happy. You do a better job and you're faster." Her mom said before winking. Anzu chuckled and did a pretend angry look.

"That's not fair! I shouldn't be punished for being happy." She said. However, her mom simply chuckled before resuming drying the soaking dishes.

Anzu smiled. She couldn't blame her mom for being so happy that she was finally behaving lively again. She had been miserable for the last few days when she found out that she had missed the dancing audition for the dancing academy.

However, since she had begun to talk back to her mystery guy online, she had been having a better week. Anzu looked at the soap on the dish and continued washing it.

She had been having conversations with him for over a year now. It was weird because she had no clue who he was, yet she had such deep trust in him. She could tell him anything and not have to worry about what he would think.

When she wrote to him, she wrote what was in her heart. Anzu wanted the day to come where she would be able to find out who he was, but the only problem was that she was too scared to ask him. She was afraid of their relationship changing after he found out who she was. Would they still be able to talk as freely as they had always been able to? She didn't want to ruin their relationship, so she had kept her wish to herself and hoped that he would be the first to ask.

The other good thing about her speaking to him was the fact that she was speaking to another human being and showing emotions again. Well, at least she thought he was human. However, even if he was a robot, he still listened to her and showed compassion and understanding, which was something some people were incapable of doing. She had been incapable of doing that since her father had passed away one year ago. Since his death, she had retreated into a shell, behind a wall where no one could touch her or see her emotions. Pushing everyone away, she had been merely the shell of herself. She hadn't spoken to her old group of Yugi, Joey, and Tristan in nearly a year. The only people she kept close were her mother and her mystery friend.

However, that didn't mean that the other had stopped trying to communicate with her. Not a day passed where they didn't try to make her talk or smile. She knew that it was frustrating, but they were patient and stuck with her, never getting angry and giving up. The only problem was that whenever they tried to talk to her, she would fade out and retreat into her mind, her sanctuary.

Returning back to reality, she looked down at her watch before groaning. It was already 9:55. Where did her time go these days?

"Well, I'm finished mom. Bye." She yelled, running out of the kitchen before her mom could find another task for her. Mrs. Mazaki watched as Anzu bolted out of the kitchen and heard her running up the stairs before the door to her room slammed shut. She sighed before she returned to drying the last of the dishes.

Anzu turned on her computer and looked at the clock. It was 10 pm. She sat for a minute, not wanting to type at the time she said she would be back. She would let him wait for a minute or two before she told him she was back. She looked down at the clock and smiled. It was now 10:03 pm.

Azure: R u there?

She typed and waited, yawning while she did so. She should really be in bed. She had a huge test tomorrow in her least favorite class, Economics. She sat there debating whether she should log off or talk to him. One minute later she got a reply, making her choice for her.

Blue-Eyes: U're bak. Great! Finish tellin me bout ur audition.

Azure: Ooo right. It was soooooooooooo terrible. I missed it! . It was supposed 2 b my ticket outta here.

Blue-Eyes: U dn't like Domino?

Azure: Naw, not reallyy. I wanna go 2 New York. Wby? Do u like Domino?

Blue-Eyes: I really dn't noe where I like. I dn't noe wat I want. I just want 2 b sumwhere safe and nice. Like a nice house by a little lake like in books or a house in Paris. U noe?

Azure: Trust me. I noe better dan neone. I wanna b sumwhere nice 2. I like Paris 2. I've only seen pics, bt it looks really beautiful. Sumtimes, I just feel

Blue-Eyes: Trapped?

Azure:Yea! How'd u noe?

Blue-Eyes: Bcuz I feel like dat at times 2.

Azure: Really? You dn't show it though. But, it helps to noe dat u noe how it feels.

Blue-Eyes: U'd b surprised the amount of pplz who feel trapped. Dey may not show it, but it's there.

Azure: Well, I'm glad u noe how it feels. U understand how I feel den. Bt now, we dn't have 2 feel trapped nemore. =D

Blue-Eyes: Dat's true. U noe, I really wanna meet u. I wanted 2 ask u 2 meet me for so long, but I was scared dat you would say no or sumtin. Bt, now I really wanna meet u Azure. Please?

Azure: Really? I've been wanting to meet u 2! For so long, bt I was afraid dat u might say no 2.

Blue-Eyes: Well den, y dn't we meet a week from 2day? At one of ur fav places? How about...

Azure: In the park? By the bench next 2 dat beautiful statue?

Blue-Eyes: Done den. Talk 2 u 2morrow?

Azure: Of course! Lolzz. Nite! =]

Blue-Eyes: Nite. Have a gudd sleep.

Anzu smiled before turning off the computer and sighing. She closed her eyes, overjoyed at the idea of finally meeting her mystery guy. She leaned back in her chair and pictured her mystery guy. He had to be intelligent as he was extremely clever as she could tell from their conversations. He knew a lot about the world and about people.

Physically, she hoped that he was handsome. He said that he was tall, had blue eyes (hence the screen name Blue-Eyes), had messy chestnut-colored hair, and was well built. Well, she had just assumed the well built part. But that was the only thing that he didn't say. However, can someone with his looks not be well built? He sounded like the perfect model!

Anzu smiled at the idea of him being a model. Anzu and the hot model dating. She chuckled at the idea before she returned to trying to picture how he looked.

She closed her eyes and tried to come up with a mental picture of him. However, the image that she got wasn't what she was expecting.

She didn't expect to see an image of Seto Kaiba! She opened her eyes and shook her head, pushing his face from her mind.

How the hell did she get a picture of Seto Kaiba in her head, him of all people? He was nothing close to her mystery guy. In fact, he was the polar opposite of her guy.

But, as she thought about it, it made a little sense to her. After all, he was pretty tall and he had blue eyes. He was one of the only guys she had seen with messy chestnut-color hair.

As for the well built, it was true. She had seen him shirtless once as he was entering the boys locker room after gym class. She blushed as she thought about it, but quickly made the redness in her face disappear.

The physical descriptions matched pretty well, but she knew it still couldn't be him! After all, the attitudes were completely different.

On one hand was Seto Kaiba, who was rude, obnoxious, arrogant, conceited, cold, stony, you name it.

Then, there was her mystery guy who was sweet, compassionate, caring, wonderful, sincere, basically the opposite of Kaiba. He didn't love money more than people nor did he lack a heart.

Besides, there was no way that Kaiba would take precious time out of his busy life to chat with some stranger online and actually listen to their problems. The man didn't give a damn about anyone else other than himself and his brother.

She smiled and relaxed, laughing at her brief moment of stupidity. How could her mystery guy be him? It would never be him!

She was sure of that much and knew that he was the last person who would listen to her rant about her personal life.

Besides, life wasn't that much of a bitch that it would do that to her. That would be like kicking her down the minute she had started to pick herself up again.

Yawning, she stood and headed over to her bed. She glanced at the clock on her bedside and groaned. It was already 10:15.

Shaking her head, she pulled her blanket over herself, her mind full of dread for the test she had the next day, the one she knew she was going to fail horribly. Frowning, she closed her eyes and attempted to sleep. Not that that was going to happen.

Seto stretched before taking off his laptop. He couldn't believe that he was finally going to meet the girl he had been talking to for so long. It was surprising how excited he was about meeting her, even to him.

He wondered who she could be. She said she had brown hair, blue eyes, and that she was about 5'5.

Heading over to his bed, he began to picture her. However, for some reason, Anzu Mazaki appeared.

Seto gasped and shook his head, pushing her out of his thoughts.

"Where in my mind was that geek hiding?" He wondered as he pulled off his shirt.

Well, when he thought about it, she wasn't really a geek anymore. Not that he watched her or cared, but he noticed that she no longer spent time with the rest of the geek patrol.

In fact, she hardly spoke to anyone now. Yugi's cheerful cheerleader had been silenced, but no one knew why. Well, except for the geek squad. But, it wasn't as if they told anyone else why she was so quiet.

It had, in fact, been more than a year since he heard one of her famous friendship speeches. But, he wasn't complaining. The less he heard about friendship and being nice, the better it was for him.

The only thing that he found peculiar was how dead she looked. The last time he had been unfortunate enough to look at her, he saw that her eyes looked drained, almost as if her soul had been taken from her.

It was only recently that she was looking alive again. Not that he watched her or cared.

Seto caught himself and shook his head. Why the hell was he thinking about her? Why should he be concerned with her?

He was supposed to be thinking about his beautiful mystery girl and here he was thinking about one of Yugi's geeky friends.

Besides, there was no way that his perfect mystery girl would be her. No, that thought was too absurd to even be processed by his brain.

If it did happen to be her...

No, he shook his head. There was no way that would happen. Besides, why would she even bother to open up to anyone, especially when she pushed even Yugi away?

Yawning to himself, he pulled back his covers before getting into bed. The SK customized sheet was warm and silky.

He closed his eyes and sank into his pillow. He had that Economics test tomorrow. Not that he was worried.

He would be able to ace that test with a blindfold on. Smiling to himself, he drifted into a peaceful slumber for the first time in nights.

Mokuba smiled before gently closing the door of his brother's room. He knew that convincing Seto to try the online chatting service would do his brother some good.

Now, Seto had this mystery girl who he was in love with.

Maybe she would be the one who would be able to change Seto into his old self again. Mokuba desperately hoped she was.

For almost 6 years, Seto had been how he currently was. Mokuba lost his loving big brother when Seto was 12. Instead, a stranger had returned in his brother's place, Seto Kaiba, not Seto.

Seto had gone to boarding school for several years only to return as Seto Kaiba, a cold and stuck-up was almost as if the boarding school had taken his brother prisoner and sent a clone, this new Seto Kaiba, as a replacement.

Mokuba desperately wished that were the truth at times. However, it was 6 years since he had returned from boarding school. Mokuba knew that it was gone, his brother's kind spirit had been sucked out and replaced by a hard and cold filling, making him into a robot. He never allowed anyone in his heart except Mokuba.

However, it seemed as if Mokuba had to fight to keep his spot in his brother's heart lately. But, now it might change.

Seto might change back to how he was before. All what he needed was love. And this mystery girl of his might be the one who would offer him that love.

Ok guys, so you know that I wrote this story almost a year ago or maybe 2 (I forget). Anyways, I'm editing and rewriting some parts. Reviews are appreciated and feedback as well. But, other than that, enjoy the new version of the story!
-DramaQueen95