A/N: I'm currently editing and rewriting some parts of this fic.
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Anzu opened her eyes and stared. Standing above her was the woman who was her biological mother.
She was looking down at Anzu, a curious and somewhat disgusted look on her face.
"Who are you?" She asked, her voice full of contempt and disgust.
"My name is Anzu Mazaki. I'm your daughter, the one who you lost years ago." She said, looking up at the woman. Anzu watched as the woman's eyes grew wide in surprise before she chuckled.
"Very well. If you say you are. But, I have one question. What does my daughter want?" She asked, raising an eyebrow as she looked down at Anzu.
"Just one simple thing. I just want to be with my mother." Anzu answered, smiling at the woman. However, her mother chuckled and nodded.
"Very well. But, does my money have anything to do with your wish?" Amami Reiko asked the girl, who looked surprised.
Anzu looked at the woman before she shook her head.
"No, I don't want your money. I just want my mother's love. Money means nothing to me." She said, shaking her head. Amami smiled as she straightened herself.
"Really? So, why have you come now? Where were you for the last couple of years?" She asked. She wasn't swallowing this without some hard core proof. Anzu looked down, unable to answer her question.
"If you claim you are my daughter, very well. The only thing I want to know is why didn't you come here sooner. Why did you come now?" Amami asked, her eyebrows raised. Anzu swallowed before she answered.
"Because the woman who had been caring for me for the last 16 years has passed away and she told me before she died that she wasn't my biological mother. She told me that you are my biological mother." Anzu said, looking up at Amami. Amami considered the girl before she burst into laughter.
"Right. Or maybe she just said that so that you can have money for the rest of your life. She won't have to worry about you starving, so she told you that you were my daughter so that you would have money for the rest of your life. And you, you believed her lie. But, it's fine, my dear. I'll forget about this little drama of yours. If you want money, just ask me. I give charity. Just don't pretend to be my long lost daughter to get my money." Amami said, shaking her head in disgust. Anzu stared up at her, her eyes full of shock and anger.
"I'm not pretending. I am your daughter. You can do a DNA test if you wish." She said, shaking her head. However, Amami scoffed and shook her head before standing.
"You people disgust me. You are willing to do anything to get hold of money. Even going as far as pretending to be someone's long lost daughter! Disgusting!" She said, shaking her head.
However, Anzu shook her head before standing, her face angry.
"Money! Money! Money! That's all you rich people ever think about and you say we're disgusting? Do you honestly think that everyone who comes to you wants your money? Besides, what is money? A piece of paper with numbers on it! Yet, is causes so many problems and separates so many people, because the ones who have an abundance of that paper think that they are on top off the world. But, what happens when that money is finished? You are no different than the rest of the world. That money, it burns just like any other piece of paper. But, if you think it's your pieces of paper that I'm after, you can keep it! I don't want your money! I don't want your charity! I don't want your love!" Anzu yelled at the shocked Amami.
Tea pulled herself off the bed and walked to the door. She opened it before she turned back to face Amami.
"Just so you know, money is not the best thing in the world. It does not bring happiness or love. It destroys more than it creates! I don't want anymore of my life to be destroyed because of the cursed money!" Anzu yelled. She pulled her hair back and was about to walk out when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned and saw Amami holding her shoulder. Her face had a look of shock and happiness on it.
"Never before has anyone ever talked to me like that. I'm so sorry for insulting you and causing you pain." Amami said. However, Anzu scoffed and pulled herself out of the woman's grasp.
"Forgive me, my little Azure." Amami said to her retreating figure. Anzu gasped before she slowly turned to face Amami.
"What did you call me?" She asked, her face full of shock. Amami smiled and walked towards Anzu, placing her hand on her shoulder.
"You are my sweet little Azure. Only my Azure has that little bird birthmark on her neck." Amami said, hugging Anzu, who was surprised.
"What?" Anzu asked, still shocked. Amami laughed as they pulled apart.
"Don't you remember? I named you Azure because the day you were born, the skies were bright and blue and the bird on your neck reminded me of the sky. So I named you Azure, which was the color of the sky in France on the day you were born." Amami said, tears running down her face as she hugged her long lost daughter.
"What? I was born in France?" Anzu breathed. Amami looked at her and nodded.
"That's why it feels as if I was there. When I look at pictures, I feel as if I had seen those images before, except up close and for real." Anzu said, tears rolling down her face. Amami smiled and nodded before wiping the tears that had begun to roll down Anzu's cheek.
"When I lost you, you were just 1. We were on vacation in Japan. I was so worried and your father, he was just going crazy. Then, that night came. The police came back to our hotel suite and told us that they found your dead body. When the police told us that you were dead, we were in shock. Your father refused to believe it. It seems that he was right because now here you are." Amami said, hugging Anzu again.
"But, I wasn't dead. I was in Domino City. I've been there for the last 15 years." Anzu said. Her mother looked at her.
"Domino City? That was the city next to where we were staying." Amami said. Anzu looked at her.
"Wait, isn't that where that kid lives? You know, that Duel Monsters champion?" Amami asked.
"Yugi Motou?" Anzu asked.
"Yes, him." Her mom gasped. Anzu chuckled and nodded.
"He's one of my best friends." She smiled, causing her mother's eyes to grow wide.
"Really? How wonderful. And doesn't that Seto Kaiba live there also?" Her mother asked. Anzu stopped smiling and nodded, her facial expression becoming hard.
"Is he one of your friends too?" Her mother asked, smiling at Anzu. Anzu looked at her mother before chuckling.
"Kaiba? Oh, yes. He is one of my most special acquaintances." She sarcastically replied. Her mother nodded, not noticing the sarcasm that had slipped into her daughter's voice.
"Well, my darling daughter, what do you want? Would you like a party to celebrate our reunion?" Amami asked, thrilled at the idea of having a ball. However, Anzu smiled and shook her head.
"I just want to spend time with my mother and get to know her." She replied, causing Amami to gasp. However, she smiled and nodded.
"Very well. But first, I want you to rest. You had a long day." She said. Anzu nodded and followed her mother as she led her towards her room.
"I've left it just as it was the day we left." Her mom said as she opened the door. Anzu's eyes grew wide as she entered the room.
There were painting of the Eiffel Tower hanging on the wall and the entire room was painted a beautiful shade of azure. Sunlight poured in from the windows, illuminating the room.
Anzu smiled and headed towards the bed and sat. It was soft and smelled like jasmine and moonlight path.
"Thank you." Anzu smiled before she laid back on the bed, drifting into a peaceful sleep.
"Anzu, I want you to meet someone." Amami said as Anzu looked down at the grilled chicken. She looked up at her mother before she nodded. Amami walked out of the room, a curious Anzu staring after her.
In a minute, she returned, a smile on her face.
"You can come in now." She smiled and called over her shoulder. Anzu watched as someone entered the room.
In walked a three year old girl. She looked at Anzu and smiled. Anzu gasped as she looked at the child. She looked exactly like her, except a smaller version and with curly hair.
"This, Azure, is your niece. She was born in Greece. Your sister, may she rest in peace, died in an accident when little Aenea was only 1 year. Her father was called to go to war and he was killed in the war."Amami said. Anzu looked at Aenea and smiled. The little girl was so sweet, smiling up at Anzu. She had blue eyes, like Anzu's and brown hair, like Anzu's too.
The child looked up at her and waved. Amami looked at Anzu, who was chuckling.
"I want you to do something for me." Amami said, pulling Anzu aside. Anzu nodded.
"I want you to care for her like your own child. She deserves a mother's love. Unfortunately, I can't provide it for her anymore. At least, not for much longer." Amami said, her face sorrowful. Anzu gasped as she looked over at her mother.
"What do you mean?" She asked, her face confused. Amami sighed before she answered.
"I'm dying. I was diagnosed with cancer three months ago." Amami said. Anzu shook her head, placing her hand over her mouth.
"But, I just got you back. You can't leave when I just got you back. It's not fair." Tea said, shaking her head. Amami laughed and shook her head.
"I will still be here for a while. It's just that I'm warning you." She smiled. Anzu chuckled and nodded.
"Oh, the other person I wanted you to meet. Here he comes." Amami said, turning towards the doorway.
"He?" Anzu asked, her eyes following her mother's eyes. She gasped as the mystery person entered the room. In walked a tall, handsome man, his age somewhere between 18 and 19. He was wearing faded jeans and a white button down shirt which complemented his well chiseled body. Anzu held the chair to keep herself from falling as she looked at him. He was so handsome! It was almost as if he were a child of the Gods themselves!
She looked up and her breath stopped in her throat as she gazed at his face. He had deep green eyes and shoulder length dark brown hair, which was tied back in a ponytail.
Anzu noticed him staring at her also, taking her in.
He continued to look at Anzu, wondering where Amami had found this girl. When Amami had told him that she wanted him to meet a special girl, he had not been interested. After all,s he was always introducing him to girls in hopes that he would get a girlfriend. But, as he stared at Anzu, he was glad that he had come. The only question he had was who she was.
Amami smiled as she watched Marc staring at Anzu, who was also doing the same. She knew that they would fall for each other at first sight.
If they ended up liking each other, it was even better for her. She smiled before clearing her throat, snapping them out of their trances.
"Anzu, this is Marcellus. He is the son of the late billionaire, Robert Idris. Robert was a close acquaintance of your father and I. We were business partners." She said, pointing at Marc.
"And Marc, this is my daughter, Azure. Well, Anzu." Amami said, gesturing towards Anzu.
"Pleased to meet you." Anzu smiled, reaching out to shake his hand. Marc looked at her and smiled.
"The pleasure is all mine." He said as he pressed his lips against her hand. Anzu smiled and turned away, a slight redness creeping up her cheeks.
"Oh, forgive me kids, but it's time for Aenea's bath." Amami suddenly exclaimed, interrupting the couple. She winked at Anzu and ran out of the room, before Anzu could stop her. Anzu watched as her mother disappeared with Aenea before she turned to face Marc, her expression somewhat uncomfortable. However, he smiled at her, causing her uncomfortable feeling to disappear.
"Well, I didn't know that Amami had such a beautiful daughter." Marc said, flashing his white teeth at her. Anzu smiled and turned to face him.
"Well, thank you." She chuckled. He nodded before turning and looking towards the door.
"Would you like to go for a stroll in the garden?"Marc asked, gesturing towards the garden. Anzu looked behind her, hoping her mom would return. No mom.
"Sure." She said, realizing she was left to go into battle alone. Marc smiled and held her hand.
Anzu looked down at her hand as he took it. His hand was warm and soft. She looked up at see him smiling at her.
"Anything wrong?" He asked. She smile and shook her head. He nodded and the couple headed into the garden.
"So, what are your interests? Your hobbies?" Marc asked as they walked through the rows of jasmine, roses, and irises.
"Ummmm," Anzu thought for a minute about her hobbies. Dancing entered her mind, but she pushed it out. She couldn't think of any other hobbies.
"I'll go first if you want." Marc said, noticing that she was stuck. Anzu nodded and gestured for him to continue.
"I enjoy going to parties, swimming, exercising, reading, writing, designing more products for my company, and dancing. I also enjoy playing Duel Monsters in my spare time. My deck is one of the best in the country." He said, a smile on his face. Anzu looked at him, shocked. He didn't look like the dueling kind.
"Really? Do you duel openly?" She asked, clearly interested. He laughed before shaking his head.
"No, just for fun. I'm not too good at it. Besides, I hardly get time to duel. It's hard to duel while trying to run a company." He laughed again.
"Wait, you're a CEO?" Anzu breathed. Marc chuckled and nodded.
"That's incredible!" She gasped. She looked at him, unable to believe he was a CEO. There was such a major difference between him and Seto Kaiba. He looked at her and chuckled.
"I realize that you're shocked. I'm sure you're comparing me with Seto Kaiba." He chuckled as her eyes grew wide.
"No, I wasn-" Anzu began before he shook his head, cutting her off.
"It's ok. I get it a lot. Many people think that CEO's run around dueling and trying to regain their title as Champion of Duel Monsters. Every time I tell someone I'm a CEO, most of them ask if I duel." He sighed.
"Sorry." Anzu mumbled, looking down in embarrassment. However, Marc chuckled and shook his head.
"It's fine. It's really funny, that's all. It seems that Seto Kaiba is everyone's definition of a CEO. Thanks to his dueling and his rivalry with Yugi Motou." He chuckled.
"Well, Yugi Motou happens to be one of my best friends." Anzu said, causing Marc to stop laughing.
"Really?" Marc looked at her, his face full of shock and intrigue. Anzu nodded.
"Wow. Then, you must know Seto Kaiba. After all, Yugi has dueled him so many times." Marc said. Anzu nodded and cleared her throat.
"Yes, I have had the privilege of meeting Seto Kaiba a few times." She said, her voice rough and her expression darkening.
"I take it that you don't like him." Marc said, looking at her face and noticing how she had said the word 'privilege'.
"What makes you think that?" Anzu asked, her voice teasing. Being with Marc was fun. He was making her feel better.
"Just call it a hunch." He chuckled before winking at her. Anzu laughed and shook her head before turning to face Marc again.
"No, I love Seto Kaiba. His attitude is one of the best in the country. He is like a ray of sunshine." She smirked. Marc burst out into laughter. Anzu stopped and looked at him. His head was thrown back and he was laughing. Anzu smiled as she realized that his laugh was genuine. She could hear a little tinkling in it. His laugh was sweet and contagious, making her feel like laughing as well.
"Yes, he sure is. I have met him several times for business meetings and is he wonderful. Like the way he speaks. It's just wow! It's like when a dog constantly barks, you have to look at it. Or when a baby cries, you need to look at it. It's the same with him. Something about his voice and tone just makes you have to look at him. And don't even get me started on his words." Marc smirked. Anzu chuckled while he looked at her.
"So, what are your interests, besides dealing with obnoxious CEO's? Do you enjoy swimming? Exercising? Dancing?" He asked after she finished laughing. Anzu shook her head.
"I enjoy swimming and exercising. However, I dislike dancing." She said, turning away.
"What? You don't like dancing? You're the first girl I've ever met who dislikes dancing." Marc said, clearly amazed. Anzu shook her head and smiled.
"It's just that dancing has brought," She stopped, trying to find the right word to describe it.
"Changes into my life." She finally said. Marc nodded as she turned away, her mind drifting off.
However, she caught herself and turned back to him, a smile on her face. Marc stared at her, noticing that her smile was now forced. He wanted to bring back her smile.
"Would you like to go out for dinner this evening?" He asked, hoping she would smile while responding. Anzu turned and nodded.
"I would love to." She smiled, causing him to smile as well.
"Well, great! I'll pick you up tonight then." He said. She nodded and turned forward as they continued strolling through the garden.
Amami hummed to herself as she brushed Aenea's hair. The child's silky hair felt like satin in her hand.
She turned as Ben, her butler, entered the room carrying water for her.
"Just put it over there, Ben." She said, gesturing towards the coffee table.
"Grandmama, look outside. It's Marc!" Aenea suddenly exclaimed. Amami quickly got to her feet and looked out the window. Sure enough, it was Marc and Anzu.
Amami smiled as she looked down at the couple as they walked through the garden. She saw Marc stop and asked Anzu something, who smiled before nodding.
No doubt he had asked her to dinner. Amami chuckled as she watched them. That boy was known for working fast. She saw Anzu smile at Marc and squealed in delight. Anzu liked Marc.
She looked at Ben and squealed again, obviously overjoyed at the current situation.
"I knew that they would connect." She smiled, jumping around like a child. Ben nodded as he watched his employer behave like a child.
"Grandmama is behaving like a kid." Aenea chuckled as she watched her grandmother jumping around in excitement.
"Indeed madam." Ben chuckled, looking down at Aenea. Amami caught herself and stopped before turning to face Ben, a smile on her face.
"I knew they would like each other at once." She smiled. Ben nodded.
"Miss Anzu and Mr. Idris would make a rather wonderful couple. They will be the best daughter and son-in-law in the world." Ben smiled. Amami nodded and turned back towards the window.
"The sooner they get together, the better." She said, turning to smile at Ben.
"Indeed madam. Now, shall I begin preparations for dinner?" He asked. Amami shook her head.
"That won't be necessary." She said, heading over at Aenea.
"I take it that you are going out to dine this evening then?" Ben asked. Amami nodded as she began to brush Aenea's hair again.
"Yes. Aenea and I will go to one restaurant while Anzu and Marc will go to another. Ben, you can have the rest of the day off." Amami said.
"Thank you madam. You are most kind. Will you be requiring anything else, madam?" Ben asked as he backed towards the door.
"Yes. Please fetch a beautiful gown for my Anzu to wear to dinner tonight. And it must be blue, to match with her eyes." Amami said, looking up.
"Yes, madam." Ben said before he turned and left the room.
"We're going to dinner?" Aenea gasped as her grandmother combed her hair. Amami looked down at her granddaughter and smiled before nodding.
"Yes. You and I are going to dinner, my angel." She smiled, pinching Aenea's cheek.
"I can't wait!" Aenea smiled as her grandmother brushed her hair.
"Neither can I." Amami whispered. She just had to sit back and wait for her plan to kick off.
So far, it was all going perfect.
Ok, so this is the revised version of this chapter! Reviews are welcome!
-DramaQueen95