A/N: Hey guys and fellow readers and writers. It's been a stressful week for me, I'll tell ya. Drama ensues already and it's like it's tiring trying to run away from it then to be part of it? You know what I mean?

I got this up before any other chapter but that's because it's the shortest. Another chapter for Pimpin' Love will come soon I assure you. CHSP (The Cold-Hearted, The Spirited and The Perfect) though, not so sure about that.

Special thanks to:

Atem-Tea love 4ever (you're never a bad friend. I mean seriously you didn't even have to review for both chapters)

fantasia-49(Short but encouraging words. Thanks mucho.)

CrimsonZero (Kudos to you. That's great that you can connect to my character of Anzu. I'm grateful I got awesome readers ya know?)

And super special awesome thanks to the people who favored even those who didn't reviewed. I guess you do like it since you favored it and all. -_-

Here ya go, enjoy. Really this was meant to be 3 chapters long but a change of plans and what not. Anyways…

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Chapter 3: Whispers in the Ear

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He could still remember clearly the day of their day out even till this day. The memory would come to him and most of the time he will welcome it with open arms. Much like right now. Comparing today and then, there he could see the distance between them.

Their day out was perhaps the one time where they were truly open between and with each other. Yami shared his frustration towards the unknown details of his past; he told her when he couldn't tell Yugi. His best friend, his partner. But Anzu proved to be his equal that day.

She also had worries of her own. She didn't know what her future holds for her. Nobody does. 'We were one of the same,' Yami thought with happiness. When Anzu shared her problems with him, he didn't feel as lonely anymore, knowing someone else felt the same he did. Still Anzu was honest with herself and with him too. She gave him words of courage, words he couldn't tell himself but had to have someone else tell him. She helped him more than he knows and although she probably didn't even know it herself Yami silently thanked her.

Then the memory of her body dancing would come next. It was bravery when she got up against the so call 'champion of DDR' Johnny Steps and when she won it was poetic. During the dance was what really counted. The way her body would move to one side and at a single beat it would be at another. Simply breathe taking how she didn't hold back not even for a second. When Johnny Steps was getting dirty with the game, Yami felt like getting up there and sending him to the Shadow Realm. He hates cheating, any type of it was the worst and the game would turn disgusting. When he faced an opponent and they resulted to that kind of low, even the victory with him on top tasted bitter.

That didn't prove the case with her though. For as soon as the machines went off claiming her as the winner, and the crowd went wild with amazement, she turned around, gave him a thumbs up and winked at him. And only him. That victory was sweet as honey and Yami remember smiling back. How could he not? She was sweating but her eyes sparkled and that's what really got to him.

At the end of that day when he walked her to her house, they were laughing. He actually chuckled at how they joked about their day. He thanked her for helping him and instead of taking his gratitude with her; she smiled and thanked him for helping her.

Maybe they weren't so different after all.

Anzu wasn't so shy around him after that day. She smiled more and spoke to him in longer sentences. He would watch her, listening to what she say and he nodded, just content to be closer to her.

So where is she now, when all he wanted was to talk to her like that day?

Yami's thoughts hadn't left him since the last class Yugi had with Anzu. It was now lunch. She talking more but Yami couldn't tell if that was just an act. She laughed as Joey and Tristan kept shoving food into each other's mouths. Looking through Yugi's eyes, Yami notice that she hardly at her lunch. She could just be on a diet. She was dancer after all, she had to keep fit. Yami didn't exactly ease up to that excuse easily.

His mind boggled with ideas that could explain this.

Soon as it began, lunch was over. It was still raining outside so the students had to eat in their classes. Everybody got their lunches and threw it away to the trash.

'Maybe she was with us so she wouldn't have to talk to me?' Not that Yami wasn't insulted by that. It only proves his point and got him more determined.

Classes came by and ended. Yami was at his edge always keeping a look out for Anzu in their last class together. Sometimes when she would tilt her head to the side to look at Yugi, Yami would feel as if she was really staring at him.

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School was over, but the rain kept coming, not giving a break in between. It poured down heavily soaking one in seconds. Anzu stood at the entrance of the school building with a passive expression. Her hand clutching her bag. She waited there for minutes while everybody scurried around her getting to their cars, rides or running out into the rain.

For Anzu that seemed to be her only option. She was sure she was going to get sick after this. She took a step out into the rain, and drew a sharp breath from the cold rain. Yep, she's so getting sick. Minutes later only barely getting out of the school grounds she heard someone running from behind her. Their steps made the wet ground splash and wetting her non-clothe legs.

Damn she was shivering by now.

"Cold?" a voice suddenly spoke to her; it wrapped something warm around her.

The familiar scent of Yugi's cologne made Anzu feel at ease until she notices it wasn't Yugi next to her but Yami. Anzu looked up to see an umbrella hanging over their heads. Here she thought it was some miracle that the rain had stop. She looked back at Yami, his wine color eyes with her azure ones locked with each other. The hidden deep words that were silent to the ears sang loudly in Anzu's heart. She could hear the words Yami wanted to say in her own head.

She looked at the wet ground, hesitating.

'What's wrong with me now?' she thought to herself. 'Hadn't I already agreed to tell him?' This was vaguely true. She actually did manage to convince herself that watching Yami being overly concern for her wasn't worth hiding her feelings. She also specifies that she would tell him tomorrow before school started. Yami showing up all of a sudden, right now of all times wasn't what she had planned. What should she do now? 'Where's that plan B when you need it?'

She looked back at Yami; he was only inches away, with his beautiful eyes staring upon her wet face. She stared back, sighed and gave him a nod.

Yami blinked surprised at the gesture but suddenly the tips of lips lifted. In his midst happiness of success he made a grabbed for Anzu's hands, warming them immediately.

Anzu was taken back, but she notice that she wasn't shivering anymore as they made their way to Yugi's house. How could she? Yugi's jacket gave her warmth and comfort and the feelings of Yami's firm but soft hands made not just her hand but her whole body burn. Miracles could come in different varieties. 'This,' Anzu was sure of. 'Is one of them.'

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A/N: Well I believe in miracles, not sure about the lot of ya. Sorry for the shortness of the dialogue. But Anzu's not wanting to talk to Yami is a huge sum sum.

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