CHAPTER THREE
THE PALACE
Yay! Another chapter up! Please R+R and keep on voting for the pairings! Last time we left off with Anzu being drugged by memory loss pills.
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Anzu was drugged desperately and she awoke to be found in a bed of gold and silk. "Where am I? What happened?"
"You tell me." A deep male voice came up. She turned to find a handsome brown-haired sapphire-eyed man strutting by the window. His chocolate-brown hair, about the color of hers, hung down over his eyes, and his sapphire blue eyes cast a look at her. When Anzu found herself only dressed in a cotton nightgown, her regular clothes not on. She wrapped the blanket around herself for more warmth.
Seto smiled at the young girl. She was supposedly tough, but how could a sweet and innocent girl like her be crouching up instead of trying to seduce him like she did to the guards? "What do you mean? I'm Anzu." The girl managed to say.
Seto spread his smile even bigger at the blue-eyed beauty. "Seto Kaiba, personal advisor and High Priest to the Pharaoh of Egypt."
"The Pharaoh?" She asked dazedly.
"Yes. The Pharaoh. Tilla, give this girl a bath and some proper clothes." Seto looked at her sudden state. Anzu blushed again, and Tilla led her to a sparkling pool of spring mineral water with bubbles and fragrances inside of it.
Seto left, and she dropped the sheet to the floor, exasperated, wondering whom she was. She stepped into the bath and scrubbed herself clean while Tilla brought heated towels. Anzu savored the sweet rose scent of the bath. She had vaguely remembered seeing Seto before, somewhere, off in the far distance.
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Memory Flashback
Anzu backed against the wall, frightened at the sight of her drunk and angry father. "You're twenty-seven-years-old, Amy (I have no clue what Anzu's mother's name is, totally made up). That's enough!"
"Dad? What are you talking about? I'm twelve."
"Don't 'Dad' me, Amy, I'm your freaking husband!"
"Dad? What's wrong with you?" Anzu clutched the hem of her nightgown nervously. Her father towered at 6"2, and she remembered her mother being average, but petite compared to her father at 5"5.
Her father didn't respond, but he struck out at her, lashing furiously. He narrowly missed Anzu the first time, but got her across the arm and cheek the second time, and then he collapsed in exhaustion. "Don't.touch.me.Amy." He whispered, and fainted, collapsing on the bed.
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Back to Present
Anzu shook all thoughts out of her head. It couldn't be.Her father abused her? She felt herself taking the heated towel and drying herself. She slipped into a lavender silk dress, and thanked Tilla.
Tilla led her to the throne room, where Anzu awkwardly stepped on a royal red carpet lined with the best stitching of gold and pink. She saw Seto there, and he gave her an encouraging smile. She saw two other men, one with white hair and an innocent look on his face and the other sitting on a golden throne, looking serious, with spiky multi-colored hair. His violet eyes flared. He was handsome, and had a sense of dignity to him.
She walked up and curtsied gracefully to the Pharaoh. He motioned for her to come forward. Yami observed her habits. She was a chocolate-haired beauty. He tipped her chin up, and time clashed.
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Flashback
The Desert Rose sat high up on her gallantly beautiful white steed. Seto and Yami had been traveling the city. She had the red rose tucked in her hair, and a white rose on a finger. Yami reached out to touch her, their eyes meeting with a clash.
The girl pulled her hand away almost immediately as there hands touched. Yami felt Seto gazing into the girl's eyes. Yami sniffed in her rose perfume, the scent of her rosy hair, and then she galloped away, not saying a word.
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Back to Present
Yami, Seto, and Anzu both remembered that piece of memory. She quickly withdrew her hand, face flushed. "Tell me your name." Yami commanded gently.
"Anzu Mazaki." A strange look crossed Yami, and she glanced helplessly at Seto. Seto just nodded, sending a telegram in his eyes to cooperate.
"I am Yami. I suppose you have already met Seto Kaiba. And this is Ryou Bakura." Yami motioned his hand toward the white-haired boy.
Anzu silenced herself, and there was an awkward silence. Ryou broke the silence. "Anzu.the guards say you were throwing punches at them..."
"Guards?" She asked meekly. She looked down at her thin arms and elegant body. "I can toss people around?" She asked, wiggling her fingers.
The three looked at each other. She seemed absolutely clueless of what the drunken guards had told them. "At the local supermarket shop." Seto spoke up gently, looking at the withdrawn and frightened girl.
"The girl's nuts, I tell you." Ryou whispered.
A thought came across Yami's face. "Perhaps, if we could show Anzu around, she'd remember her past. Seto and I can switch, since you, Ryou, said you had trading to be done in the market, I hear."
"Yes." Ryou replied, hiding his thought about the mysterious raven- haired beauty he had met in the marketplace.
"Seto, you can show her around and I'll clear out the plans so that I can accompany her further in later situations." Yami left, and Seto nodded. Yami called back once more. "Have Lady Mai accompany you - she'll be of help, she's a female." Seto frowned, thinking of the outgoing, gorgeous, flirtatious female that haughtily didn't want friends next to a bubbly, beautiful girl that didn't know of fighting - she'd get jealous, and Anzu would be clueless. Nevertheless, he summoned Lady Mai.
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Isis, Malik, Jou, and Honda
"Where is Anzu? She usually escapes by now!" Isis cried out in frustration.
Jou was still thinking about Anzu and Desert Rose, being the same person. "Can't believe she's Desert Rose." He shook his head.
"Shut up, Jou. Can't you be good like Honda? I'm worried about Anzu." Isis bonked Jou on the head.
"What're you talking about?" Honda cut in. "Desert Rose was able to resist anything - even an army of thirty guards."
"What if there were more than thirty?" Malik was pacing, and everybody stopped at that.
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A/N: Cliffie! Sorry to leave you hanging! I'm probably going to update late next time because I'm going to Florida for vacation * yay! * I'll try and put it on next time, and the pairings will be Anzu/Yami and keep on voting for Isis! Just a little hint: I'm going to have romance blossom between Anzu/Yami and Anzu/Seto, but Anzu will end up with Yami in the end. If you don't want Anzu/Yami, keep on voting!!! There's only been one Anzu/Seto vote and a lot of Anzu/Yami votes!
C'ya!
Yay! Another chapter up! Please R+R and keep on voting for the pairings! Last time we left off with Anzu being drugged by memory loss pills.
* * *
Anzu was drugged desperately and she awoke to be found in a bed of gold and silk. "Where am I? What happened?"
"You tell me." A deep male voice came up. She turned to find a handsome brown-haired sapphire-eyed man strutting by the window. His chocolate-brown hair, about the color of hers, hung down over his eyes, and his sapphire blue eyes cast a look at her. When Anzu found herself only dressed in a cotton nightgown, her regular clothes not on. She wrapped the blanket around herself for more warmth.
Seto smiled at the young girl. She was supposedly tough, but how could a sweet and innocent girl like her be crouching up instead of trying to seduce him like she did to the guards? "What do you mean? I'm Anzu." The girl managed to say.
Seto spread his smile even bigger at the blue-eyed beauty. "Seto Kaiba, personal advisor and High Priest to the Pharaoh of Egypt."
"The Pharaoh?" She asked dazedly.
"Yes. The Pharaoh. Tilla, give this girl a bath and some proper clothes." Seto looked at her sudden state. Anzu blushed again, and Tilla led her to a sparkling pool of spring mineral water with bubbles and fragrances inside of it.
Seto left, and she dropped the sheet to the floor, exasperated, wondering whom she was. She stepped into the bath and scrubbed herself clean while Tilla brought heated towels. Anzu savored the sweet rose scent of the bath. She had vaguely remembered seeing Seto before, somewhere, off in the far distance.
* * *
Memory Flashback
Anzu backed against the wall, frightened at the sight of her drunk and angry father. "You're twenty-seven-years-old, Amy (I have no clue what Anzu's mother's name is, totally made up). That's enough!"
"Dad? What are you talking about? I'm twelve."
"Don't 'Dad' me, Amy, I'm your freaking husband!"
"Dad? What's wrong with you?" Anzu clutched the hem of her nightgown nervously. Her father towered at 6"2, and she remembered her mother being average, but petite compared to her father at 5"5.
Her father didn't respond, but he struck out at her, lashing furiously. He narrowly missed Anzu the first time, but got her across the arm and cheek the second time, and then he collapsed in exhaustion. "Don't.touch.me.Amy." He whispered, and fainted, collapsing on the bed.
* * * * * *
Back to Present
Anzu shook all thoughts out of her head. It couldn't be.Her father abused her? She felt herself taking the heated towel and drying herself. She slipped into a lavender silk dress, and thanked Tilla.
Tilla led her to the throne room, where Anzu awkwardly stepped on a royal red carpet lined with the best stitching of gold and pink. She saw Seto there, and he gave her an encouraging smile. She saw two other men, one with white hair and an innocent look on his face and the other sitting on a golden throne, looking serious, with spiky multi-colored hair. His violet eyes flared. He was handsome, and had a sense of dignity to him.
She walked up and curtsied gracefully to the Pharaoh. He motioned for her to come forward. Yami observed her habits. She was a chocolate-haired beauty. He tipped her chin up, and time clashed.
* * *
Flashback
The Desert Rose sat high up on her gallantly beautiful white steed. Seto and Yami had been traveling the city. She had the red rose tucked in her hair, and a white rose on a finger. Yami reached out to touch her, their eyes meeting with a clash.
The girl pulled her hand away almost immediately as there hands touched. Yami felt Seto gazing into the girl's eyes. Yami sniffed in her rose perfume, the scent of her rosy hair, and then she galloped away, not saying a word.
* * *
Back to Present
Yami, Seto, and Anzu both remembered that piece of memory. She quickly withdrew her hand, face flushed. "Tell me your name." Yami commanded gently.
"Anzu Mazaki." A strange look crossed Yami, and she glanced helplessly at Seto. Seto just nodded, sending a telegram in his eyes to cooperate.
"I am Yami. I suppose you have already met Seto Kaiba. And this is Ryou Bakura." Yami motioned his hand toward the white-haired boy.
Anzu silenced herself, and there was an awkward silence. Ryou broke the silence. "Anzu.the guards say you were throwing punches at them..."
"Guards?" She asked meekly. She looked down at her thin arms and elegant body. "I can toss people around?" She asked, wiggling her fingers.
The three looked at each other. She seemed absolutely clueless of what the drunken guards had told them. "At the local supermarket shop." Seto spoke up gently, looking at the withdrawn and frightened girl.
"The girl's nuts, I tell you." Ryou whispered.
A thought came across Yami's face. "Perhaps, if we could show Anzu around, she'd remember her past. Seto and I can switch, since you, Ryou, said you had trading to be done in the market, I hear."
"Yes." Ryou replied, hiding his thought about the mysterious raven- haired beauty he had met in the marketplace.
"Seto, you can show her around and I'll clear out the plans so that I can accompany her further in later situations." Yami left, and Seto nodded. Yami called back once more. "Have Lady Mai accompany you - she'll be of help, she's a female." Seto frowned, thinking of the outgoing, gorgeous, flirtatious female that haughtily didn't want friends next to a bubbly, beautiful girl that didn't know of fighting - she'd get jealous, and Anzu would be clueless. Nevertheless, he summoned Lady Mai.
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Isis, Malik, Jou, and Honda
"Where is Anzu? She usually escapes by now!" Isis cried out in frustration.
Jou was still thinking about Anzu and Desert Rose, being the same person. "Can't believe she's Desert Rose." He shook his head.
"Shut up, Jou. Can't you be good like Honda? I'm worried about Anzu." Isis bonked Jou on the head.
"What're you talking about?" Honda cut in. "Desert Rose was able to resist anything - even an army of thirty guards."
"What if there were more than thirty?" Malik was pacing, and everybody stopped at that.
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A/N: Cliffie! Sorry to leave you hanging! I'm probably going to update late next time because I'm going to Florida for vacation * yay! * I'll try and put it on next time, and the pairings will be Anzu/Yami and keep on voting for Isis! Just a little hint: I'm going to have romance blossom between Anzu/Yami and Anzu/Seto, but Anzu will end up with Yami in the end. If you don't want Anzu/Yami, keep on voting!!! There's only been one Anzu/Seto vote and a lot of Anzu/Yami votes!
C'ya!