Target: You
Chapter Ten
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A/N: Sailor Tiamat: Bakura is pale in this story. Here's an excerpt from the last chapter: "She bit back a smile that threatened to overcome her upon spotting two pale arms wrapped around her body possessively." Oui, sexy, hehe. XP
To the person who said my writing skills are so bad, I'd never pass elementary English: I'm currently a sophomore in college. So, in fourteen years of schooling, I've never gotten anything below an A in an English class. Ever. Just thought I'd make that point. XD
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A few more days passed by, those of which neither Bakura nor Anzu really noticed. Bakura spent most of his time seeing to the various controls and settings of his ship. However, this left Anzu to stare out the wide window into the black abyss, something she really did not care to do. She was beside herself with boredom. Chisara prowled around the ship, occasionally receiving a pat from Bakura or kisses from Anzu.
It was mid-evening on the tenth day of their trip. Anzu was curled up in one of the chairs in the control room, sleeping soundly. Bakura gazed over at her from time to time, but she remained undisturbed, her chest a slow motion of rising and falling. He stood from his own control chair, stretching as he did. He gently prodded Anzu in the shoulder.
"Angel," he murmured. She stirred, and her eyes fluttered open. "I have to stop to refuel. Why don't you go to your bed?"
She shook her head. "No, I'm just a little tired, but I need some exercise." She uncurled her body from its compact ball and strapped herself into the seat.
Bakura set the ship to land at the space port and also strapped himself into his seat. After a smooth attachment at the holding port, all three occupants left the ship.
"Can I please refuel your ship?" Anzu pleaded.
"No," came the flat and expected reply.
Anzu stiffened and stomped off, Chisara sauntering behind her, tail swishing from side to side as if to mimic her mistress's irritation.
She entered the small restaurant area and ordered Chisara a few steaks. After sending Chisara back to the ship, Anzu walked over to study the various brochures and flyers on the Universal Events bulletin board. She failed to notice the small group of men behind her, eying her hungrily.
She jumped a bit when a fist slammed into the bulletin board next to her. She turned quickly to fasten her eyes on a very irate Bakura. He wasn't looking at her, however, but rather at the four men standing behind her.
One of the men narrowed his eyes. "You got a problem, pretty boy?" he demanded with a slur.
"She isn't available," Bakura bit out. A vein twitched in Anzu's forehead, but she held her tongue. The man licked his lips.
"Fine, she ain't that 'portant anyway. But hows about you?" he asked. Bakura stepped back in fear, his eyes wide with disbelief. Anzu would have laughed if she wasn't already in a bad mood.
"Bakura usually goes for skinny, handsome men who smell good," Anzu said in an apologetic tone. She grabbed Bakura's hand and began walking off.
"Hey! We gonna get one of yous!" the drunken man called out indignantly. He grabbed Anzu's shoulder roughly only to find himself flipped over to land heavily on his backside. He stared wide-eyed up at Bakura.
"No, you aren't," he replied simply.
Bakura succeeded in exiting the space port with Anzu in tow. "I can handle myself, thanks," she said once they were standing in front of his ship.
"Fine, I'll let you get raped next time," the Bakurian prince threatened haughtily.
"Been there, done that," Anzu answered coolly.
"Shut up," Bakura snapped and stormed up the loading ramp.
"Hey, your right landing leg is crooked," Anzu told him seriously. He spun around angrily, ignoring her statement.
"Get your ass on the ship, bitch," he ground out cruelly.
Her eyes widened. She silently stalked up the ramp, brushing past him and heading straight for her bed.
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"Stop making so much noise!" Anzu finally snapped after listening to Bakura toss and turn in the bed below her. She let out a frustrated breath from underneath her pillow. It was nearly midnight. She had been sleeping peacefully until Bakura came in twenty minutes before.
"Mind your own business, brat," Bakura answered tiredly.
"It is my business when I can't sleep because of you."
He rolled his eyes and mumbled something unintelligible. Thirty minutes of silence passed by.
"Are you still awake?" Anzu broke the silence quietly.
"Yes," her male company sighed and rubbed his aching eyes which were begging to shut permanently for the next seven or eight hours.
"Why haven't I seen your father yet?" she asked curiously. Bakura stared up at the bottom of her bed in surprise.
"He's dead," he replied.
"I didn't mean to pry," she apologized after a moment. He shrugged though she couldn't see it.
"My turn. Who did Malik supposedly kill?" he asked. Anzu debated whether to reveal more personal information about herself.
"My father."
Bakura closed his eyes and heaved a sigh. A rare feeling of sympathy passed through him. "If your father is deceased, why aren't you 'King' Bakura?" he heard her ask.
"On Bakura, the prince could only gain the title of king when he turned thirty years old, regardless of whether his predecessor was dead or not. It's kind of pointless though because if the prince is at least seventeen, he'll still have all of the authority and decision-making abilities that a king would," Bakura explained.
"Why did you become a bounty hunter? Were you poor?" he asked after a few more minutes. Anzu stifled a laugh at the frightful yet sympathetic tone he used on 'poor,' as if he couldn't imagine being such a horrid thing.
"After my mother died when I was ten, my father brought me along on most of his inter-galaxy errands because he didn't want me to be left alone on Earth. I started bounty hunting when I was fourteen just for fun, but I never told daddy. I thought he would forbid it as dangerous as it is. But when he died, I started to do it as a job, so that I could use my final memorial of him. He gave the Fatal Rose to me just a few weeks before he died." She paused, then added as an afterthought, "And no, we weren't poor. I have a very large inheritance on Earth should I ever decide to accept it."
"We're both orphans," Bakura mused.
"How do you know your mother died?" Anzu asked. Bakura snorted.
"I don't care if she's breathing; she's dead to me," he gritted out, gripping the bottom-side of Anzu's bed in anger. He started when he felt her rest her own hand on top of his.
"Goodnight," she whispered. He relaxed.
"Goodnight," he replied almost inaudibly.
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"I've got good news," Bakura announced when Anzu entered the controls room the following morning.
"You've saved a load of money on car insurance by switching to Geiko?" she muttered sarcastically, rubbing her eyes tiredly. He stared at her strangely. "Never mind, just an Earth commercial," she clarified, waving him off.
"Freak," he snorted. "Anyway, we've made great time. We'll be arriving on Ascenia today, three days ahead of schedule."
"That is good news! No more sleeping next to you!" she retorted with a cheery smile he did not return. He frowned deeply, but then a feral gleam came into his eyes. Anzu fought back the instinct to back up warily.
"Actually," he began with a smug look, "you will be sleeping next to me. In the same room. In the same bed."
"What?" she exclaimed. "I want my own room on Ascenia!"
"No," came his usual flat reject. He crossed his arms over his chest for further measure.
"There is no way I'm going to sleep with you on a planet where anybody will know what I am to you," she continued fiercely.
"Yes, you will," he said in a tone which brooked no argument. "Furthermore, you will obviously be a whore in the respect that you will be sleeping with me at night, but charming that arrogant son of a bitch by day."
Anzu's big, blue eyes teared up although she tried to fight it. "I hate you so much for this," she whispered and turned away from him. An unfamiliar ache tugged at Bakura's chest.
"Angel," he began in a gentler tone, resting a hand on her shoulder, "I know you're not a whore."
She spun around angrily. "You should know! After all, I was innocent before you touched me!" she spat and shook her shoulder free of his grasp. Bakura's features hardened.
"We land in four hours," he said gruffly and turned back to the open window.
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Anzu walked stiffly into the controls room nearly four hours later. Bakura glanced up at her with an odd look in his eyes.
"Make your peace because you're about to die."
"What?" she blurted out, his calm statement completely taking her by surprise. He cleared his throat.
"It would appear that one of my ship's landing legs does not want to come down," he clarified. Anzu's eyes darted to the viewscreen; the large window showed a small, purple and white planet that was fast approaching.
"Tell me you're kidding and you didn't ignore my warning yesterday," she fairly begged. He shifted uncomfortably. "Oh, my God!" she exclaimed. "How could you be so stupid? How could anyone be so stupid?!"
"I wasn't in the best mood when you told me, if you'll kindly remember!" he defended.
"I'm going to die! ...With you!" she shrieked. As if to hint at their current predicament, the ship took a sudden jolt, throwing Anzu into Bakura's arms. Her hands immediately went to his throat.
"You're dead. Dead, dead, dead!" she screamed, tightening her grip around his neck. He tugged at her hands, pulling them away from his neck eventually. Another rough jolt rocked the ship, and Anzu whimpered. Chisara came leaping into the controls room, hissing as the ship continued to shake more violently once the ship entered the planet's atmosphere.
"I don't want to die!" Anzu wailed, continuing to freak out. She turned accusing eyes back on Bakura who inched back warily. "This is completely and utterly your fault!"
"If you weren't such a bitch, I wouldn't have been so mad yesterday!" he countered. She glared at him. Another severe jolt rocked the ship.
"Bakura," she said, her voice cracking. Suddenly, her eyes widened and she clutched Bakura's shirt, burying her face into his chest. He looked down at her in surprise. Moody female, he thought. He held her head to his chest and looked back out the window. The ground was fast approaching.
What were they going to do?
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Oh, my. Are they doomed? Do I want to make this fic a tragedy? We'll see. XD Review please! XP