Author's Note- I'm writing this under the suspicion that noone likes my
story... So, this chapter will
probably be angsty... Review! For my sake! Heh heh...
Disclaimer- I do not own Yuu-Gi-Oh! nor the game Duel Monsters. However, I do own Divide and Conquer the card game played in this story.
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It was late at night, probably around one o' clock, when Anzu finally lay down in her bed to sleep. Still, even as the brunette stared at the plain ceiling, clearing her mind of all thoughts, sleep would not claim her.
'Why can't I sleep? Am I even tired?' Anzu asked herself, still staring at the ceiling with unblinking azure eyes. '...should I call Yuugi?'
She imagined what it would be like to talk to her friend this late... if she could even get the chance to talk to him! Chances were, Sugoruko Motou would answer the phone, and, crankily, ask her what business she had calling Yuugi so late. Even worse... if Yami answered the phone. She mentally shuddered.
So, calling Yuugi was out of the question. 'Mom would kill me if she knew I was up this late...' Anzu mused, flicking on her bedside lamp. 'First, though, she would rake me over burning coals, tear out my intestines, tuck me into bed, and THEN kill me... heh.'
Anzu got out of her bed and stood up. She happened to glance at the window, through which she saw a certain silver-haired teenager. But, after she rubbed her eyes, he wasn't there anymore.
'Okay, Anzu... What's wrong with you, girl?! Go lie back down, and go to sleep...'
Following her conscience, Anzu slipped back into her bed. She turned off her lamp and closed her eyes. Instantly she was taken into a dream...
(^_~)
~*Dream Sequence*~
The sky was blue, as it always was, for the most part, in Domino City. Anzu was dressed in her usual garb and was standing in a field of wildflowers.
"How beautiful..." she whispered, her voice echoing through the field. It didn't seem odd to her. She bent down and picked one of the flowers from the ground. "They smell... so sweet..." She closed her eyes and took in the wonderful aroma.
"They do indeed smell wonderful, Anzu..." a familiar, but annoying, voice agreed.
She turned to face the speaker. Her eyes slitted and her lips grew taut. The boy standing before her had long, silver hair, and was dressed completely in black. Both of his eyes were amber-green.
"Damien! What are you doing here?!" she demanded, standing up to her full height, which still wasn't as tall as the boy.
Damien smirked at Anzu, a malicious glint in his eyes. "You called for me... And so I have come," was his slow reply. He cupped her face in both of his hands. "So beautiful..." he whispered softly.
Anzu was frozen in fear, or so she thought. His hands were cold to her soft face, but his touch was gentle. Her eyes fluttered involuntarily closed. She felt his warm breath on her neck, and she moaned. She reached her arms around his upper body, barely able to touch her hands together. His lips grazed her neck gently, causing her to moan again. She felt his teeth, oddly sharp, touch her neck, but she thought nothing of it...
"AHHH!" she screamed as the teenager bit deeply into her neck. Futilely, it seemed, she tried to push him away, but his grip was strong. The pain was immense, but it was stemmed by the loss of blood. "Get... off... me..." she whispered, unheard even by the flowers, who were being showered in blood that didn't reach Damien's lips.
The boy pulled slowly away, and Anzu fell to her knees. Gurgling noises came from her throat, and she looked up at her murderer. He wiped the blood from his lips, and flashed her another smirk. For the first time, she noticed his obscenely long canines, which were stained with blood. HER blood.
"Things are not as they seem, my Anzu... remember that. Oh, and would you say hello to little Yuugi for me? He didn't wanna talk after I killed him... Strange."
The sky was black, as it always was in Anzu's life... She lay among blood-stained wildflowers...
~*End Dream Sequence*~
(^_~)
"AHHH!" Anzu screamed as she shot awake. Her pajamas stuck to her with cold sweat, and her hair was very damp. Her breathing was harsh and ragged. The dream had seemed so real... It took her a few minutes to catch her bearings before she even dared look at the clock next to her bed. "It's only six o' clock, thank god..." she said, letting out a sigh of relief.
Slowly, she crawled out of bed and then 'made' it. Yawning, she went into her personal bathroom to take a shower. Since I'm not perverted... well, ya know, heh heh... I won't go into further detail of her shower.
When she was finished in the bathroom, she came back into her bedroom and grabbed her uniform and some undergarments from her dresser. Putting those on, she looked into the mirror.
'Okay, Anzu, today... you will NOT freak out! Got that?!' she mentally demanded herself. 'No more seeing things that aren't there... You hear me?!' Her clothes were now on and she seethed at her reflection. "NO MORE!" she yelled... and for some odd reason, she smacked herself up the side of the head. "Ow... Anzu... What's happening to you, girl...?" She gaped at herself in the mirror. 'I've officially gone off the deep end...'
Well, other than mentally assaulting herself, Anzu made it to school fine. She sat down at her usual desk and noticed, to her horror, that Damien was still sitting in Yuugi's seat. He wore the school uniform today, but he left both shirts untucked and the button-up shirt was left unbuttoned. His smug expression terrified her.
Damien didn't look at her, but he knew that she was staring at him... a picture of terror on her now extremely pale face. Suddenly he turned to face her.
"So, Anzu, where's your little friend?" he asked, his amber-green eyes looking her up-and-down. "Hmm?" he repeated, attempting to get her mad. He had to admit: she was very cute when angry.
"He... must've moved already." She looked down at her desk, a single tear traveling down her soft face. Damien felt like, well, shit.
"Look, Anzu... I'm sorry..." Damien began, but before he could finish his sentence, the teacher stood up in front of the class, her face grave. Anzu didn't look up, but Damien was staring, wide-eyed at the old woman. What he'd read from her mind... oh god...
"I... have an announcement. It seems that Yuugi Motou..." At hearing their friend's name, Jou, Honda, and especially Anzu, jerked their heads upward. "...thought that living in this world was too much... he killed himself last night... His grandfather found him hung from a ceiling fan by his golden puzzle..."
Anzu fainted on the spot. "Anzu?!" Jou yelled, jumping over several shocked students to reach his friend. "Oh my god! She's not breathing!"
Honda was soon at Anzu's side as well. "Wake up! ANZU!" he yelled. Seto Kaiba whipped out a cell-phone and dialed for an ambulance.
Damien only sat there, watching the events play before his disguised eyes. He knew that Yuugi Motou, the boy who single-handedly defeated his own father in a Game of Darkness, would not just up and kill himself... It had been a murder...
....and Damien was the killer.
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Demonick Magicks: Told you it would be angsty! Sorry, Yuugi fans...
Damien: You're pinning me as the killer?! I DIDN'T DO IT! Yami Malik will vouch for me! Right?
Yami Malik: Oh... yeah... *whispering to readers* He did it...
Anzu: YOU DIRTY SON OF A BITCH! DIE! *chases Demonic with a large knife held in one hand*
Demonic Magicks: AHHHH! I PROMISE A.... AAAAAAAH! BATTLE TOMORROOOOOOOOOOOW!
Yami: *sniffles* Yuugi... Why?
Seto Kaiba: Shaddup, Pharoh! Anyways... REVIEW!
Disclaimer- I do not own Yuu-Gi-Oh! nor the game Duel Monsters. However, I do own Divide and Conquer the card game played in this story.
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It was late at night, probably around one o' clock, when Anzu finally lay down in her bed to sleep. Still, even as the brunette stared at the plain ceiling, clearing her mind of all thoughts, sleep would not claim her.
'Why can't I sleep? Am I even tired?' Anzu asked herself, still staring at the ceiling with unblinking azure eyes. '...should I call Yuugi?'
She imagined what it would be like to talk to her friend this late... if she could even get the chance to talk to him! Chances were, Sugoruko Motou would answer the phone, and, crankily, ask her what business she had calling Yuugi so late. Even worse... if Yami answered the phone. She mentally shuddered.
So, calling Yuugi was out of the question. 'Mom would kill me if she knew I was up this late...' Anzu mused, flicking on her bedside lamp. 'First, though, she would rake me over burning coals, tear out my intestines, tuck me into bed, and THEN kill me... heh.'
Anzu got out of her bed and stood up. She happened to glance at the window, through which she saw a certain silver-haired teenager. But, after she rubbed her eyes, he wasn't there anymore.
'Okay, Anzu... What's wrong with you, girl?! Go lie back down, and go to sleep...'
Following her conscience, Anzu slipped back into her bed. She turned off her lamp and closed her eyes. Instantly she was taken into a dream...
(^_~)
~*Dream Sequence*~
The sky was blue, as it always was, for the most part, in Domino City. Anzu was dressed in her usual garb and was standing in a field of wildflowers.
"How beautiful..." she whispered, her voice echoing through the field. It didn't seem odd to her. She bent down and picked one of the flowers from the ground. "They smell... so sweet..." She closed her eyes and took in the wonderful aroma.
"They do indeed smell wonderful, Anzu..." a familiar, but annoying, voice agreed.
She turned to face the speaker. Her eyes slitted and her lips grew taut. The boy standing before her had long, silver hair, and was dressed completely in black. Both of his eyes were amber-green.
"Damien! What are you doing here?!" she demanded, standing up to her full height, which still wasn't as tall as the boy.
Damien smirked at Anzu, a malicious glint in his eyes. "You called for me... And so I have come," was his slow reply. He cupped her face in both of his hands. "So beautiful..." he whispered softly.
Anzu was frozen in fear, or so she thought. His hands were cold to her soft face, but his touch was gentle. Her eyes fluttered involuntarily closed. She felt his warm breath on her neck, and she moaned. She reached her arms around his upper body, barely able to touch her hands together. His lips grazed her neck gently, causing her to moan again. She felt his teeth, oddly sharp, touch her neck, but she thought nothing of it...
"AHHH!" she screamed as the teenager bit deeply into her neck. Futilely, it seemed, she tried to push him away, but his grip was strong. The pain was immense, but it was stemmed by the loss of blood. "Get... off... me..." she whispered, unheard even by the flowers, who were being showered in blood that didn't reach Damien's lips.
The boy pulled slowly away, and Anzu fell to her knees. Gurgling noises came from her throat, and she looked up at her murderer. He wiped the blood from his lips, and flashed her another smirk. For the first time, she noticed his obscenely long canines, which were stained with blood. HER blood.
"Things are not as they seem, my Anzu... remember that. Oh, and would you say hello to little Yuugi for me? He didn't wanna talk after I killed him... Strange."
The sky was black, as it always was in Anzu's life... She lay among blood-stained wildflowers...
~*End Dream Sequence*~
(^_~)
"AHHH!" Anzu screamed as she shot awake. Her pajamas stuck to her with cold sweat, and her hair was very damp. Her breathing was harsh and ragged. The dream had seemed so real... It took her a few minutes to catch her bearings before she even dared look at the clock next to her bed. "It's only six o' clock, thank god..." she said, letting out a sigh of relief.
Slowly, she crawled out of bed and then 'made' it. Yawning, she went into her personal bathroom to take a shower. Since I'm not perverted... well, ya know, heh heh... I won't go into further detail of her shower.
When she was finished in the bathroom, she came back into her bedroom and grabbed her uniform and some undergarments from her dresser. Putting those on, she looked into the mirror.
'Okay, Anzu, today... you will NOT freak out! Got that?!' she mentally demanded herself. 'No more seeing things that aren't there... You hear me?!' Her clothes were now on and she seethed at her reflection. "NO MORE!" she yelled... and for some odd reason, she smacked herself up the side of the head. "Ow... Anzu... What's happening to you, girl...?" She gaped at herself in the mirror. 'I've officially gone off the deep end...'
Well, other than mentally assaulting herself, Anzu made it to school fine. She sat down at her usual desk and noticed, to her horror, that Damien was still sitting in Yuugi's seat. He wore the school uniform today, but he left both shirts untucked and the button-up shirt was left unbuttoned. His smug expression terrified her.
Damien didn't look at her, but he knew that she was staring at him... a picture of terror on her now extremely pale face. Suddenly he turned to face her.
"So, Anzu, where's your little friend?" he asked, his amber-green eyes looking her up-and-down. "Hmm?" he repeated, attempting to get her mad. He had to admit: she was very cute when angry.
"He... must've moved already." She looked down at her desk, a single tear traveling down her soft face. Damien felt like, well, shit.
"Look, Anzu... I'm sorry..." Damien began, but before he could finish his sentence, the teacher stood up in front of the class, her face grave. Anzu didn't look up, but Damien was staring, wide-eyed at the old woman. What he'd read from her mind... oh god...
"I... have an announcement. It seems that Yuugi Motou..." At hearing their friend's name, Jou, Honda, and especially Anzu, jerked their heads upward. "...thought that living in this world was too much... he killed himself last night... His grandfather found him hung from a ceiling fan by his golden puzzle..."
Anzu fainted on the spot. "Anzu?!" Jou yelled, jumping over several shocked students to reach his friend. "Oh my god! She's not breathing!"
Honda was soon at Anzu's side as well. "Wake up! ANZU!" he yelled. Seto Kaiba whipped out a cell-phone and dialed for an ambulance.
Damien only sat there, watching the events play before his disguised eyes. He knew that Yuugi Motou, the boy who single-handedly defeated his own father in a Game of Darkness, would not just up and kill himself... It had been a murder...
....and Damien was the killer.
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Demonick Magicks: Told you it would be angsty! Sorry, Yuugi fans...
Damien: You're pinning me as the killer?! I DIDN'T DO IT! Yami Malik will vouch for me! Right?
Yami Malik: Oh... yeah... *whispering to readers* He did it...
Anzu: YOU DIRTY SON OF A BITCH! DIE! *chases Demonic with a large knife held in one hand*
Demonic Magicks: AHHHH! I PROMISE A.... AAAAAAAH! BATTLE TOMORROOOOOOOOOOOW!
Yami: *sniffles* Yuugi... Why?
Seto Kaiba: Shaddup, Pharoh! Anyways... REVIEW!