Me:I'm backkkkkkk! With lots of ideas and creativity!

Bakura:Oh gods what now

Me:Keep talking and I'll DELETE the story. Do you want Sorcess of the nile to be sad?

Bakura:Yes

Me:*Gets a chainsaw* Do you really?

Bakura:0.0 No

Me:Thought so. I don't own Yugioh or any of its characters. I own only minor characters and the Mazaki family. Elecktra belongs to the wonderful Sorcess of the nile. No flames, but everything else is appreciated. Now enjoy ^-^


"So, you've decided."

Anzu nodded at Yami, giving his hand a pat and giving a gentle smile. "I know who I want now Yami. I'm sorry, but I just want to be friends with you. Is that okay?"

Yami nodded and gave her a smile. "I'm okay. But if he hurts you, don't think I won't send him to the shadow realm."

Anzu laughed. "I'll keep that in mind Yami." She shook Yami's hand and turned around to leave. Before she could, she heard Yami call out for her. "Anzu, wait!"

She turned around. "Yes Yami?" He didn't reply, but instead, pressed his warm lips against hers. Anzu's eyes widened. Her mind was swirling. Yami was kissing her! Oh gods what had she done to deserve this. The kiss ended as soon as it began. Yami gave her a smile when he backed up. "I just wanted to do that once."

Anzu swallowed. "Oh..okay."

Yami nodded at her and turned to take his leave

Anzu stood staring at Yami's back dumbfounded. He had kissed her and it wasn't that bad. In fact, her lips felt tingly and warm. A strangely good feeling. Anzu sighed and closed her locker, heading out into the cold December air.

Neither of them noticed a girl standing in the corner of the hallway with her mouth a jar. She had seen everything.


Arashi Mazaki was tired. No, tired would be an understatemeant. He was exhausted. For the past few weeks he had been working over time at his office. He didn't even get to see his family that often. It must be hard on them as well. Looking on his desk, he looked at the pictures of his family members.

The first was Miku, with her dark brown hair pulled back and lovely smile on her face. It was taken last summer when they went to Paris for their anniversery. The second one was of Hiro when he won a debate team competition. The third one, troubled him the most. It was of Anzu on her first day of high school, with a smile on her face.

Arashi sighed. He knew deep down he was being resentful and unfair towards Anzu. The fourth picture had never been replaced because the person was no longer present. Akio Mazaki, who had died way to early. Arashi knew a part of him blamed Anzu for what happened, and a second part of him knew it was wrong. They were just children when it happened.

Arashi picked up the picture of Akio, feeling saddness welling up inside of him. Maybe it was time to talk about Akio. He knew they had been keeping it bottled up inside for a very long time. Perhaps it was time to let go.


"Hey Ryou?"

Bakura, who was pretending to be Ryou for a moment, looked up to see a girl standing in front of his desk. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Yes, what is it?"

The girl fidgeted. "Is it true you and Anzu are going out?"

Bakura nodded. "Yes, it is."

"Well, I just saw her kiss Yugi."

Bakura felt something crash inside him. Anzu had told him that she choose him, not the pharoah, and now she just kissed him. What in Ra's name was going on? Standing up, he gave the girl a look. "Get your facts straight before saying something stupid you idiot."

The girl glared at him and then ran off. Bakura sighed and grabbed his things, heading out the door into the empty hallway and into the cold December air. He saw Anzu waiting for him on one of the benches, a blank look on her face. He smirked and crept up behind her, placing his arms around her. "Hey

She gave him a soft look. "Hey to you."

Sitting down next to her, he gave her a look. "Is it true?"

Anzu looked puzzled. "Is what true?"

He frowned. "That you kissed Yami."

Anzu froze. How one earth did he find out about that so quickly? Who had told him? "Bakura, its not what you think..."

He raised an eyebrow. "Then what is it? Obviously I'm not good enough for you."

"No! That's not it!"

He snorted. "Are you some kind of whore? Is that it? Do you want both of us?"

"No! I just.."

He stood up, anger written all over his face. "You know what? Whatever, I'm done playing games. Go to the fucking pharoah, I don't care."

Anzu stood up, tears forming in her eyes. "Bakura! Come back!"

He ignored her and continued walking. If she wanted to be some kind of whore, fine. He didn't need her, he didn't need anyone. In fact, when you're alone, no one can hurt you. He would be fine.

'Then what is this feeling in my chest? Am I actually feeling...sad?' He said to himself, not looking back to see Anzu's face.

Anzu felt as if her world was coming to a close. Why wouldn't Bakura listen to her? She didn't kiss Yami, he kissed her. Why did all this shit happen to her? Anzu felt tears well up in her eyes start falling down her face. "D...don't...don't go...don't leave me..." She said weakly as she fell to her knees.

She sat there on the snow for a while, before getting up and running into a direction she knew quite well. Running past street signs and buildings, she came into the Domino cemetary. Pulling her coat around her to be tighter, she continued her way through the cemetary. On her way, she smiled bitterly to herself. She truly was a horrible person, but at least she could apologize to one person.

"You were once, my one companion, you were all that mattered,"

"You were once, a friend and brother. Then my world was shattered,"

"Wishing you were somehow here again, wishing you were somehow near,"

"Sometimes it seemed, if I just dreamed somehow you would be here,"

"Wishing I could hear your voice again, knowing that I never would,"

"Dreaming of you, won't help me to do, all that you dreamed I could,"

Anzu sighed, the tears now frozen on her face. She didn't want to be here, but she felt this was one of the places she could go to. Just to be alone.

"Passing bells, and sculpted angels, cold and monumental,"

"Seem for you the wrong companions, you were warm and gentle,"

A few minutes later, she found herself near a willow tree, where a headstone with two angels entwined sat. Brushing back snow, it read the name Akio Mazaki and it had a small picture of him on it. Anzu smiled sadly.

"Too many years, fighting back tears. Why can't the past just die?"

"Wishing you were somehow here again, knowing we must say goodbye,"

"Try to forgive, teach me to live, give me the strength to try,"

"No more memories, no more silent tears, no more gazing across the wasted years,"

"Help me say good bye, Help me say good bye..."

Anzu patted the head stone and smiled another sad smile. Tracing the name fondly, she placed a small wreath she had made the other day on it. She had planned to come here today any way. It was almost Christmas.

"Merry Christmas Akio. I love you." Was all she said before leaving. And she left the cemetary without looking back.


Me:Hahahaha I know this chapter was boring. But I promise the next one will be better.

Anzu:You have poor listening skills Bakura

Bakura:Stupid pharoah for kissing my woman

Me:...anyway, the song was Wishing you were somehow here again from the phantom of the opera. I don't own it and never will. Luff luff and nuffles to everyone ^-^

Bakura/Anzu:What?