*Finally the next chapter! Now I must warn you, Yami gets…a little too close to Anzu, let's just say. But the chapter isn't so bad. Oh and thank you Tasha about that idea about making Anzu and Malik argumentative friends, I sorta did that, but don't know if that's how you wanted it. Anyways, read and enjoy all of you!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 4~Meet Malik

Anzu sat patiently waiting for Seto to come back. He had gone to get something for Anzu, and she had waited for quite a long time now. She twirled her thumbs while trying to think of something, but regretted it when her thoughts came to a specific white haired boy. She couldn't deny the fact that she wanted to see him again, she felt drawn to his character. The way he acts, the way he is so…she couldn't find the word. Anzu felt he was just someone that she could really get to know, someone she might have been waiting for. She sighed, the chance of ever seeing Bakura again was slim, and he might have told her that he would come, but how did she know if he would do it. She sighed once more and Seto arrived.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Anzu turned around to face him; she was a bit startled since she hadn't heard him come in. She nodded her head and smiled at him.

"It's okay, I don't mind," she told him as she got up and stood beside him, "so what did you get?"

"Oh yeah, here," Seto handed her a bracelet that was silver and had five different colours stones on it, red, blue, green, white, and black. Anzu looked at it in awe.

"Seto, it's beautiful, but why are you giving this to me," she asked still looking at the bracelet.

"Well, since you gave me that silver rose and brought me soup today, I thought I would get you this. Plus, today we have been friends for ten years and I thought it would be great to give you a gift on this special day," he told her, making Anzu gasped.

"Oh my Ra, I can't believe you remembered," Anzu said surprised that he remembered the day they became good friends," and here I am not even giving you a gift. I feel horrible."

"It's okay; you brought me soup, which is enough for me. You know how much I love it," Seto said, trying to make Anzu feel better.

"But that's not enough. For ten years we have been friends and I didn't give you anything," Anzu said.

"Of course you did, but you give it to me everyday," Seto looked at her and smiled.

"I do, what is it?" she asked curiously.

"Hope," Seto said plainly, and then continued, "Ever since Mokuba died, I lost all hope in life. But you, you stood by me and helped me through it. You showed me that I had a lot to live for. You gave me hope." Anzu was speechless, was this how he really felt. She smiled at him and hugged him. She knew it was always hard to mention his brother's name, ever since he died; he never wanted to talk about it.

"I'm glad I did that," Anzu told him. She felt better now. The two smiled and soon they decided that they would go outside and enjoy the weather. They would spend the day together, for they were the best of friends.

As they sat around the front entrance of the temple, they began conversations about anything. Anzu really wanted to tell Seto about Bakura but thought against. Bakura would surely be angry if she spoke one word about him. She thought it would be best to ask Bakura if he would meet Seto, who knows, he might agree. As the two talked and laughed, a person was coming. They didn't realize the figure until he spoke.

"I see you two are enjoying yourselves," Yami spoke, making both jump once again.

"Yami!" Anzu cried out, and both she and Seto bowed in front of the pharaoh.

"Please, rise," Yami told them. They both did as they were told and looked at Yami wondering why he was here. "Anzu I hope you are alright, you're no hurt or anything right?"

"No your highness, why would I be?" she asked, wondering where this was going.

"I heard form one of my guards that you were outside last night, when two crooks where causing disturbance in the city. He told me you saw one of them, and was wondering if he hurt you in any way," Yami responded.

"I see, well he didn't hurt me. He just made me spill water, that's all," Anzu told him, hoping he wouldn't be suspicious.

"That's good, but next time, don't be out so late," Yami warned.

"I'll try not to be," she told him then thought it was best to leave now. She felt the uneasiness feeling again, "I better go now, so goodbye Seto, Yami." Seto nodded his head and waved, but the pharaoh stopped her.

"Wait, I'll walk you home. I really did just come here to look for you. I hope you don't mind?" he asked, and Anzu didn't know what to say. He was the pharaoh she couldn't deny him.

"Not at all, Yami," she lied, as Yami walked beside her and both began to walk, Seto looked at them and couldn't help but growl. He truly despised the pharaoh and didn't like the fact that Yami was after Anzu. He knew that Yami wanted Anzu as his bride and queen, but he would be dead before he let his best friend, which was like a sister to him, marry him. He would never allow it, but he knew there would be nothing he could do. Whatever the pharaoh says goes. Seto sighed and went inside, trying to think about other issues.

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"Are we there yet?" Malik complained for the hundredth time.

"No not yet. We've been walking for only a short time, now stop complaining," Bakura said, very annoyed with his partner.

"Yeah well it seems like we've been walking forever," Malik whispered, but Bakura still heard it.

"Just yesterday we walked this long, why is it any different?" Bakura almost yelled out. Malik rolled his eyes and answered.

"Because I knew we were going to steal and I was hoping to kill and I did. But right now we're not going to do any of that, we're just going to see a girl that you seem to like," Malik told him and Bakura just smacked him across the head.

"I do not like her! Besides, you're the one who agreed to come, especially since you wanted a cloak," Bakura told him, gritting his teeth and walking away.

"Ow! You didn't have to hurt me, you know," Malik said rubbing his head, and followed Bakura. Many minutes passed and when the city could be seen, Malik was as happy as a child, "Finally!" He ran to where the edge of the hill was and looked down upon the city, known as Chao, and waited for Bakura. Once they were both at the entrance of the city, they began to walk down and to Anzu's house.

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When Yami and Anzu had arrived at Anzu's house, Yami asked if he could come in. Anzu was reluctant, but knew she couldn't say no to Pharaoh Yami. She let him in and told him to have a seat while she made something to eat, and as always, she made soup. She took her time to prepare it since she really didn't want to look at Yami, nor wanted to say anything. But to her dismay, he began a conversation.

"So, your parents still haven't come back form their trip?" he asked, trying to get Anzu to talk to him.

"No, it would be about two years before they returned. They are visiting all of our relatives in Egypt. They would stay at one relative's home for a month or two then go the next. I'd say they be back within two years," she answered, not even bothering to look at him. There was silence for a moment and it really bothered Yami, he then stood up and walked to Anzu and put his arms around her waist. His action made Anzu gasped, and she turned to face him. Her eyes held fear in them, she knew where this was going, this wasn't the fist time it happened.

"Yami, what are you doing?" she asked tensely, her breathing becoming heavy.

"Just want to talk to you…about what we discussed last time," Anzu opened her eyes wide, ad shivered at his tone. Last time was something she wanted to forget, but she would always be reminded by Yami. What happened last time wasn't something she wanted to be repeated. Yami slowly brought his face next to her ear and whispered something and brought his hand up to cup her breast.

"Please don't," Anzu whispered she was terrified. She couldn't defend herself, hurting him would surely mean punishment, and this could definitely be one of them. She felt tears beginning to shed and tried hard to push him away, but his grip on her waist was tight.

"Stay calm, nothing will happen. Anzu you must know that I want you to marry me. We have known each other ever since we were children and as grew, I knew I wanted to spend my life with you," he said softly in her ear, rubbing his hand on one of her breasts. This was so uncomfortable for Anzu and she didn't know what to do or say. She wanted to push him away, tell him she didn't feel the same way and that it probably would never be the way he wants it. She was about to speak when a loud noise was heard form Anzu's room. Yami had loosened his grip and Anzu was able to get out. She looked at him then told him she would check it out.

"Wai…Wait here," she said, not wanting to say anything to him or even look at him. The way things went was almost like last time, thankfully there was a distraction and she was able to go get out of the situations twice. She slowly walked to her room while Yami sat down. He was almost close, but again something had happened, he couldn't help but frown.

Anzu crept silently to her room and once she was near the door she took a deep breath and went inside. Nothing was in there, that was until she felt a hand grab her shoulder. She was about to scream but Bakura out his hand on her mouth before she let it out. She quickly turned around and was relieved when she saw it was only him. Bakura removed his hand and spoke to her.

"I came by so you could meet my friend," he said pointing to Malik; she looked at his direction and waved her hand to say hello. She then was worried.

"You really shouldn't be here! Not that I mind, actually I'm very glad you're here. You just helped me out," she whispered to him, but she knew if Yami caught them they would be in trouble.

"Why?" Malik budded in with a question. Anzu was about to answer but Yami called out to her.

"Anzu, is everything alright?" Yami was heard form the other room, this made Bakura and Malik's eyes go wide.

"Yes, Yami, it was just…my cat! Nothing else," she replied and when Yami didn't say anything else she turned back to Bakura. The way he looked at her scared her.

"Why is the pharaoh here? Did you tell him?" Bakura asked as he grabbed her.

"No, no I didn't! Really! He is here because he is a…friend," she told him a bit hesitant about calling Yami a friend.

"She's lying, and you know it," Malik said leaning on the wall.

"No, I'm not! Believe me. Listen, stay here and I'll find a way to get Yami out of here. Just don't make any noise," she said as she ran out of the room. Bakura looked at her questionably, and wondered if it was a good idea to trust her. When Anzu arrived in the kitchen, she was nervous to face Yami. She gathered her courage and began to talk to him. "Yami, I'm sorry but you have to go. My cat…she ate some bugs and she's sick. I have to take care of her, I hope you don't mind," she didn't look at him but she felt him come near her.

"Is there anything I can do?" he asked lifting her head to look at him.

"No, I can handle it," she told him and Yami nodded.

"You got lucky again, but next time we'll finish this," Yami walked away and when he was near the entrance he looked at Anzu one more time and smirked. When he left, Anzu sighed with relief and went back to the people who were in her room. She walked slowly and when she arrived in her room, she looked for the two criminals. She couldn't see them and thought they probably left since Yami was there. She looked at the ground and felt a little disappointed; she really wanted to talk to Bakura. She was about to leave when a hand grabbed her shoulder, she quickly turned around to see Bakura smirking at her.

"Thought I left didn't you?" he asked, making Anzu smile. She was so glad he hadn't left.

"Well, I did. So you decided to stay?" she asked looking behind him to se Malik.

"Yeah, my partner didn't want to leave since he had walked all the way here to meet you," Bakura told her as he looked at Malik.

"I see, well both of you should come to the kitchen. I was making soup, so come and eat," she told the as she walked away.

"You don't have to tell me twice. Come on Malik, you'll love her soup," Bakura said as he walked away as well.

"You seem so certain that I will," Malik spoke as he left to follow them. When he arrived he saw Bakura sitting at a table and the female preparing something. He went to where Bakura was and sat down as well. It was dead silent in the room; no one really knew what to say. Malik was very annoyed and wondered what was taking so long with the food, so he decided to check out what Anzu was doing. He crept up behind her and peeked over her shoulder, Anzu didn't eve notice him. Bakura just watched in curiosity, what was Malik thinking? After a long time, Malik made himself noticed.

"What are you doing?" he asked, startling Anzu.

"Don't do that!" she told him, he just looked amused.

"Don't do what?" he asked another question.

"That creeping up behind me," Anzu responded. Malik then smirked.

"So what are you doing?" he asked again.

"I making a soup, what does it look like?" Anzu told him, becoming quite annoyed with him.

"I can see that, but what are all these things?" he asked while pointing to the ingredients.

"They're the ingredients," she said chopping one of the ingredients quickly and hard.

"I see. Why are you taking so long to make this soup?" he asked yet another question. Anzu slammed the blade she held on to the wooden surface where she was cutting the ingredients; one could tell she was angry and annoyed.

"Listen, you should really go back and sit down. You are disturbing me and I really don't want to hear another question from you, understand?" she practically yelled at him and Malik could just smirk.

"Why?" he dared asked another question, amused at how Anzu was acting.

"Arrggg," Anzu wanted to hurt him but it wasn't in her nature to. She thought he could be an exception though, "listen clearly, if you don't get your butt back to the seat then I will hurt you!"

"I'd like to see you try, bitch!" Malik said, smirking at the brunette.

"Bitch? What does that mean?" she looked at him confused.

"Oh that's what I named my dog," he responded. Anzu blood began to boil, how dare he call her that!?

"How dare you call me a dog, you dumbass!" she said, creating a word of her own.

"Dumbass? What is that suppose to mean?" he asked, not liking the sound of that.

"It means you're a dumb ass!" she told him.

"Bitch!" Malik repeated his word.

"Dumbass!" as did Anzu. Bakura just watched them with amusement, but thought it would be best to stop the two before one of them got hurt or worse, killed. He stood up and went in between them, who were prepared to lunge at each other in any minute.

"Malik! Anzu! Calm down, you two should try and get along, because I know this won't be the last time you both will see each other. Believe me there will be other meetings. Now I want you both to shake hands and get along," Bakura told them and both just looked at each other. Anzu then held out her hand and Malik did the same. Malik smirked and thought, 'Well I must say I do like this girl, and seeing her angry is quite amusing. I think we will become the best of friends." He couldn't help but laugh a little. Anzu looked at him suspiciously and thought, 'I know he is trying to get me angry purposely! What a jerk! But maybe I can get along with him just as long as I don't let him get to me.' She smiled at Malik, making him raise an eyebrow. Bakura was glad they agreed and hoped that they would get along; he really didn't want them to kill each other.

Anzu let go of Malik's hand then went back to making the soup. Malik and Bakura sat back down and were silent. Anzu thoughts soon went back to what happened not too long ago. Yami was making her feel very uncomfortable especially when he touched her those ways. She was scared to be around him, and wondered what ever happened to the Yami she knew. The pharaoh never acted like this before, she wondered why he wanted to marry her, out of all the females in the city, why her? She sighed, looking behind her and seeing Bakura watching her. Their eyes locked on each other, and both didn't blink or look away. After awhile, Anzu looked away and thought about Bakura. Every time she saw into his eyes, she felt strange, but it didn't feel bad. There was something about him that she just couldn't help admire; also she couldn't get the thought about him being handsome out of her mind. She blushed then shrugged it away, she wanted Seto to meet him, but how would she convince Bakura to meet Seto? That would be tough, but she will find a way.

*Phew...that took long to type. Anyways, it seems Yami was getting a little to close to Anzu. Bad Yami! Anyway, Malik and Anzu seem to like each other already…or maybe not. Oh well, we'll see what happens in the next chapter, I am still thinking about it, but don't worry I'll try not to take too long. Bye.