*Okay people another chapter for all of you to read. Hurray! Anywho, I must say, I am very happy with all the reviews I have been getting, you guys are so great. You act like you like the story and tell me so many wonderful comments! Thank you! Great, I feel like a tear is coming out. Sniff Anyway, before I start crying a like a baby, I would like to say something. There are so many reviews that make me laugh. I'm not trying to be mean; it's just that there are some people who really make me laugh when they call Yami a horny bastard. I mean every time I read that, a smile will be on face. I don't know whether you hate Yami, or you really think he is nothing more than a horny bastard. But whatever you think that's up to you. I actually like hearing what you say about him and won't you all be surprised when you find out something about him. Hehe, I already told a friend of mine from school and her expression was hilarious. But you guys won't find out why Yami is like that until the third part of this story. That's right people, there is going to be a sequel to this story and sequel to the sequel. But I must warn you that the third sequel will be kind of odd. Anywho, you will know more about the sequel when I finish this story which has about 7-8 chapter left. So read and enjoy!
Oh by the way, Lady Blade War Angel, I think your poem was very nice. You did a great job writing it, and about Tea, I understand. It's your own opinion. And I believe everyone is entitled to their own opinion, so if you think Tea sucks, that's fine with me. But what I don't like is when people bash her, and if you do that, just make sure you don't do it in front me. 'Kay, 'kay. It annoys me for some reason. Thanks, and don't stop writing beautiful poems.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chapter 12~ Preparations
Night soon turned into day, as the sun began to rise in the city of Egypt. Most people were waking up, ready to start there day of work. Bakura and Anzu however, were still lying in bed side by side, probably dreaming about each other. They were both tired from last night's activity and all the two want is sleep. The two kept on sleeping until noon, and when one finally opened an eye, he smiled, remembering everything that happened last night. Bakura slowly sat up, careful not to wake Anzu. He stretched and yawned, then looked at the girl that was lying beside him. He still couldn't believe that someone like her was with him. He sighed as he got out of bed and stretched some more. Last night really took a lot out of him, he felt exhausted. Yawning one more time he left the room, feeling as though he forgot to do something, but he shrugged it off, and then went to the kitchen where he decided to try and make breakfast, or rather lunch. He knew he couldn't cook anything, but he wanted to do something for Anzu since she did make him the happiest man alive. She said she would marry him, and that couldn't have made him any happier. Just thinking that he was going to marry her gave him a giddy feeling, but he knew how to restrain it.
Bakura stood still when he got into the kitchen; he had to figure out how to use the items in the kitchen. He sighed and went to work. Meanwhile, Anzu was beginning to wake up from her slumber. She felt the sun hitting her face and her eyes began to move slowly, trying to adjust to her surroundings. When she opened her eyes fully, she sat up and looked around, remembering as well about what happened last night. She remembered the pleasure and the pain, actually she felt pain right now, "must be normal," she said to herself as she slowly got out of bed. It hurt when she stood up, but she knew she would be able to handle the pain, she then looked at her finger. There was the ring that Bakura had given her. It was beautiful and looked very rare. The jewel in the middle didn't look familiar, but it was beautiful, and on the sides of the jewel there were smaller gems. This ring itself was gold and altogether the ring was gorgeous. She looked at it for a bit longer but ten thought, 'Now where is Bakura?' as she got dressed and went to look for him, ignoring the mild pain she felt.
When she arrived in the kitchen, she saw Bakura, but was shocked at what she saw. She wasn't shocked that he was trying to cook, well…some of the shock was because of that, but what shocked her the most was the fact that he wasn't wearing any clothes. Anzu stood there for awhile, admiring his behind. Bakura felt someone watching him and turned around smiling when he saw Anzu, oblivious to fact he forget to put on his clothes.
"Good afternoon, Anzu," he said as he looked at her. For some reason she seemed like she was dazed. After a moment of silence, Anzu shook her head and looked away, blushing. "Is something wrong Anzu?" Bakura asked.
"Baku-chan, why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Anzu asked as she tried not to look at him. Bakura had no clue what she was talking about and then looked down wide eyed, knowing now that is what he forgot. He looked up at Anzu and smirked. He wasn't embarrassed, Anzu already saw him naked, so why was she avoiding looking at him.
"I guess I forgot, no wonder I was feeling a strong breeze," he joked. Anzu just kept looking away.
"You forgot? Well, will you please go get dressed, and don't worry about lunch, I'll do it," she said as she knew there was no way she was going to eat something he made.
"Why are you looking away, Anzu? This isn't something you haven't seen. I'm sure you enjoy watching, or did you rather enjoy watching my behind, seeing as you were staring at it for a while," Bakura teased, making Anzu turn more red.
"Bakura!" she said as she looked at him in the eye. Bakura laughed and walked to Anzu, kissing her on the lips.
"I was joking. I'll go get dressed now, and if you want to make lunch that's fine with me. I tried to, but everything seemed to turn black for some odd reason," he said as he kissed her one last time and left the room. Anzu just took one last glance at his behind and went to prepare lunch. She couldn't believe the mess he did, and he wasn't kidding when he said that his food turned black. Sighing at how terrible a cook Bakura was, she began to clean the mess and make lunch.
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After eating and cleaning their dishes, Anzu and Bakura talked about what they should do. Anzu really wanted to talk about the wedding and Bakura agreed, but they decided they would go and visit Seto first and tell him of the news. He will probably be very happy for the two, but Anzu wasn't too sure. She has known Seto for a very long time and has come to know him as someone who doesn't like weddings, especially when it deals with her. She had a feeling that Seto was probably just worried that she was probably going to marry the wrong guy or that she will forget about him. She knew, though, that would never happen. She loved Seto as a brother and it probably will remain that. Hopefully Seto will understand.
Bakura looked at Anzu and had a feeling he knew what she was thinking. "Seto knows that I was going to ask you. I told him everything, and he was perfectly fine with it." Anzu looked up to face him and had a relief look.
"You did? And he understood? That's great!" Anzu said cheerfully, "Well, then lets go see him and tell him that we are planning to get married." As Anzu said that, she stood up and Bakura did as well. The both began to walk out the house, when Bakura he stooped quickly. 'What is it?" Anzu asked.
"It's the middle of the day. People will recognize me," he told her. Anzu just nodded her head in understanding and went to her room. When she got back she handed him her own cloak. He took it and put it on and soon the two were off to see Seto.
It didn't take long for Anzu and Bakura to arrive at the temple. They climbed the stairs that lead them to the front doors of the temple and once they reached the doors they went inside. Everything was quiet, which was natural, since the temple was a praying place. Slowly Anzu and Bakura walked by the priests and apprentices and went to look for Seto. It didn't take them long to figure out where Seto was, for some reason he was shouting. It seemed he was shouting at someone, making Anzu and Bakura look at each other, having a feeling they knew who he was shouting at. They quickly ran to the room where Seto was and soon stopped when they saw the other person. They were right; it was who they thought it was, Malik.
"Malik, how many times do I have to tell you that you can't steal anything from this place?!" Seto said as Anzu and Bakura watched in amusement. "I don't care if it's made out of gold or you want it because it's shiny! You can't take it for any reason and that's final!"
"But I want it!" Malik complained like a three year old. He wanted to steal a golden frame, but Seto wouldn't allow it. He sighed as he gave up and walked a few feet away and sat down on the floor with his head down. Anzu gave a small giggle which caught the attention of Seto and Malik's. The two just looked at her and wondered how long she and Bakura, who they just noticed, were standing there.
"Hi, Anzu. Hi, Bakura, how long have you been there," Seto asked as he walked up to them.
"Long enough to see Malik act childish," Bakura commented.
"I was not acting childish!" Malik said as he quickly stood up and looked angrily at Bakura.
"Of course you were Malik. You always act childish when you don't get what you want," Anzu added.
"No I don't!!" Malik said, now angry with Anzu.
"Whatever, anyway, Seto, Bakura and I have something to tell you," Anzu said as she turned to face Seto.
"Hey, what about me? Don't you want to tell me, too?" Malik budded in, forgetting he was angry with her and Bakura.
"No," Bakura said simply, smirking at Malik's expression, Anzu giggled.
"Yes, Malik we want to tell you too, since you will be apart of it," Anzu said as Malik's face brightened up.
"Well, what is it Anzu?" Seto asked really wanting to know.
"Okay, here goes," Anzu took a breath and spoke, "Bakura and I are getting married!"
"Really?! So you finally asked her Bakura?" Malik said as he smiled. He was happy for the two. Seto on the other hand…didn't look too happy, but after he smiled.
"Congratulations, Anzu, Bakura. I'm happy for the both of you," Seto said as he smiled broadly. Anzu was so happy to hear that, so she embraced him in a tight hug. Seto hugged her back and knew he didn't do the wrong thing of letting her marry Bakura. As long as she was happy, he was too.
"Well, I'm guessing you guys will have to plan the wedding right?" Malik said trying to get Seto and Anzu's attention. Bakura just sighed and nodded his head.
"Yeah, and I bet that's the part I will not like at all," Bakura complained. Anzu just looked at him.
"Well, that's what you get when you ask someone to marry you. Anyway, I want to plan this wedding now. I believe it will only take one day to plan since we really don't want to make it a huge wedding," Anzu told them. Bakura just nodded as she spoke, "I mean no one is to know that Bakura and I are to marry. Heck, no one even knows we're together. So, the wedding can't be done where people can find us."
"Okay, I think I can arrange that. But before we go any further, let's sit down and get comfortable. Something tells me that you won't stop talking until everything is arranged," Seto said looking at Anzu as she just smiled innocently.
After going into a room where the four could get comfortable and brace themselves for Anzu's chatter, the three men listen to all of Anzu's plans. Everything was actually done in less than three hours, which was a relief to the three males. The wedding was going to be two months after Anzu's eighteenth birthday, which by then Bakura, Seto, and Malik will be eighteen. Anzu really wanted to get married at nineteen, but Bakura didn't want to wait that long for some reason. The place that they will hold the wedding is in an area which Seto won't say where it is. Anzu, Bakura, and Malik would find out on the day of the wedding. Malik was going to be best man and a witness, and Seto was of course going to be the priest to marry the couple. Other than that, each one had responsibilities, such as getting food or getting the decorations, to do. Anzu knew it wasn't going to be a huge wedding and that there were only going to be four of them there, but she wanted the wedding to be fun for them, a day to remember. She wanted it to be the greatest day of her life.
"I don't think there really is anything else to say. I will get my wedding gown and Bakura I leave it to you to get your best clothing. You too, Malik." She glared at them as to say "you better look nice or I'll make you suffer." The two just nodded their heads quickly not wanting to argue. She smiled at that, and tried to think of something that was needed for the wedding. Without thinking of anything, she got up told the guys that she will get started on the shopping. She wanted to buy everything they would need today, so she wouldn't have to worry about it later. She went up to Bakura and kissed him, saying goodbye to the others, and left the room. Bakura, Seto, and Malik looked at each other, and the three felt like this wedding was going to kill them. But there was only one person to blame, Bakura. Seto and Malik looked at him in a deadly glare.
"What?" that was the only thing he could say as the other two males sighed and left the room to do something to get their minds off the wedding. Bakura just stared at the spot they were sitting at. He didn't care what they thought right now. He was happy, even if there was a lot of work to be done, he was happy he was going to marry the one he loved. Never did he ever think that he would ever find someone he would love and marry. He smiled, and then went to do something himself, anything that would get his mind off the wedding for now.
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Anzu quickly ran to her house, she had to get some money for the items she would bye, but really she was only going to buy her wedding dress for now. She ran inside her home and went to her room. She stopped when she neared a carpet, bends down on her knees and lifted the mat up. There was a piece of wood there and she lifted that as well. Underneath it was a little jar; quickly she grabbed it and opened it. Inside there was many gold and silver coins. It was Anzu's little savings account. She saved up money, not knowing really why. Her family was not too rich, nor were they poor. She jut thought having money saved was a good idea. She counted the money and smiled. It was enough to buy one well brand dress, and there would be enough to buy other necessary items. Quickly Anzu stood up and walked out her home, the first thing on her list, the dress.
Anzu walked across the market. People were roaming around the area, trying to buy all their necessities. People pushed and shoved trying to get through, which was mostly like this during this time of the day, some stores had many people trying to buy some items and other stores barely had any. Luckily for Anzu, the store she wanted to go in was not full. People rarely went in there since not many people had time to buy clothing. People were just too busy, and felt they were satisfied with the amount of clothing they had now. Anzu was just relieved and quickly ran inside, trying hard to push her way through the crowd. When, at last, she reached the entrance, she slipped inside the store. Many different types of clothing and fabric were displayed everywhere. Anzu walked slowly around, observing everything, but she gasped when someone spoke.
"May I help you?" a voice said behind her. Anzu just twirled around and saw a young woman with brown eyes and blonde hair looking at her. Anzu just let out a sigh of relief.
"Yes, I'm looking for a dress," Anzu told her. The young woman smiled.
"Well you came to the right place. Now what type of dress would you like," she asked sounding very friendly.
"Well, I'm actually looking for a wedding gown," Anzu answered.
"Oh really? Well I'm happy to hear you're getting married. Very well, follow me and I'll show you the many types of wedding dresses we have or would you rather choose a fabric and have the dress specially made?" the female asked, never letting the smile fade away.
"I'll see the dresses first then, maybe I'll see the types of fabric," Anzu told her as the woman guided her to the back of the store.
Anzu had tried on about a few dresses. She had hated a few, liked three, and just adored one. So she picked the one she adored. It was a sleeveless gown, all white, of course, it shimmered depending on how the light hit it, and it reached all the way down to her feet. There were slits at both sides, which reached up to her knees, and small gems ran across the edge at the top of the gown. Anzu just loved it. The veil wasn't long but it fit well with the dress. Anzu twirled around to see herself in the mirror and couldn't help to think she looked great in the dress. After looking at the gown for a long while, she turned to the woman, who never stopped smiling, and told her she would take it. The woman nodded and told her she made a fine choice.
Before leaving, the young female had to fix up the dress a bit, so it would fit Anzu perfectly. Once she was done she handed the dress to Anzu and Anzu paid. It was expensive, but Anzu had more than enough. She held the dress gently and walked away, out of the store, but when she got out she only wished she hadn't at that time. She bumped into someone, which made some people gasped, almost falling backwards, but she held her balance. She had her eyes closed, then opened them to see who she bumped into. To her total horror it was Yami. People, who saw her bash into him, just walked away and decided not to watch. They were too busy to care and they didn't want the pharaoh to say anything to them right now. Anzu just wished she could do the same.
"Well, well, what do we have here? Usually you would be with that big headed high priest, Seto at this time of day. Were you shopping?" Yami asked as he looked at the dress Anzu was holding on to tightly. "I guess you were. May I take a look at what you just bought?"
"I would rather you not pharaoh Yami," Anzu said simply, looking for a way out.
"Now, now, I insist," he said as he tried to take away the dress. Anzu knew she could not resist, especially when there were people out here. Yami took the dress and look at it. He was now suspicious. "Why, may I ask, do you have a dress that looks like it is used for weddings?" Anzu just stared at him for a while trying to come up with a lie.
"Well, it is. It's for our wedding. You know since I'm going to marry you when we turn twenty, I thought it would be best to buy a wedding dress," Anzu lied, hoping he would buy it.
"Really?" Yami said simply, observing very angle of the dress, "well, I really don't like it."
"What?" Anzu asked, not understanding what he was getting at.
"It's not fit for a future queen," he said and without warning he ripped the dress. He ripped as many parts as he could. Every strand of string that was loose he pulled on. After he was done with it, he threw it on the ground, right on front of a very shocked Anzu. She was speechless, angry, and shaking. Thoughts ran through her head, wondering how he could do this, or why did he do it. As if Yami heard her questions, he spoke, "You really shouldn't worry about the wedding, Anzu. Everything will be ready on the day of our marriage ceremony. The dress will be much better than what you chose, so don't worry about it. Just wait and see," Anzu just looked at him, not believing what he was saying. This was not good. She spent most of her money on the dress that was now slaughter into bits, and there was no way she would be able to buy another. She tried desperately to hold back tears and wished Yami would just leave.
"Please excuse me Yami, I have to go," Anzu finally found her voice, but it was shaking a bit. Looking away from him, she ran and Yami just stared at her. He felt like she was hiding something. 'Whatever it is I will find out, sooner or later,' he thought to himself as he walked the opposite direction.
Anzu ran and ran; she would not stop until she reached the place she wanted to be at. After a long run, she finally made it to the temple. She ran inside and didn't stop until she found the person she was looking for. After she went to most of the rooms, she finally found Bakura in one of the dormitories, and Malik and Seto were also inside. She just ran to him and embraced him. She held on tightly and cried in his chest. Bakura was just shocked and looked at her for a while, and then he snapped out of it and hugged her back. Seto and Malik just looked at her, worried about her.
"Anzu, what's wrong?" Bakura asked patting her softly on the back trying to calm her. Anzu continued crying but after she had stopped a little she told them everything that had happened. The three males looked like they were going to kill someone. They didn't think it was possible to hate the pharaoh even more, but h has proven they can.
'That bastard pharaoh! Does he always have to be so damn…damn evil? I should just kill him right now, it's been a while since I have killed anyone, and he seems to be the perfect victim right now," Malik said, hoping so much that he could finally kill Yami. It was true he hadn't killed anyone for very long time. The reason for that is because of Anzu. She didn't force him to stop, but something about her made him.
"No, don't, it won't change anything," Anzu said simply. She didn't know why she was saving the pharaoh.
"Aww, but I really wanted to," Malik said as he sat down and pouted. "Well, I could always steal another dress, since you can't afford another," Seto elbowed him and Malik just looked at him as if to ask 'What?'
'No, that's okay. I don't think I would be comfortable wearing something stolen. Besides it's not worth the trouble," Anzu said.
"You're right, Anzu, it's not," Bakura said, Anzu just looked at him questionably, "the reason we are getting married is because we love each other. It doesn't what we wear or how we look at the wedding, as long as we get married and are happy, I think that's all that matters." Anzu was surprised at what he said. Everything he said was right. She smiled at him and hugged him tightly.
"You're right it doesn't matter what I wear, as long as we are getting married, I shouldn't worry about a stupid dress," she said, holding on closely. Seto and Malik just looked at each other and decided to leave. Once they left they began to talk and they came up with an idea, one that they were sure would make Anzu thrilled. So now it was about a year of waiting until the wedding day.
*Hmmm…is it me or did Yami seem to act more evil. Anyway, hoped you liked that chapter, I know there must be many people drooling over the naked Bakura at the beginning of this chapter. Hehe, just a little gift for all of the Bakura fans. Anywho, I hope I will get the next chapter up soon; it will most likely be the wedding. I feel like I'm rushing though this story, but really I have nothing to write in between, so I guess I can't do anything there. Well, until next time!
Oh by the way, Lady Blade War Angel, I think your poem was very nice. You did a great job writing it, and about Tea, I understand. It's your own opinion. And I believe everyone is entitled to their own opinion, so if you think Tea sucks, that's fine with me. But what I don't like is when people bash her, and if you do that, just make sure you don't do it in front me. 'Kay, 'kay. It annoys me for some reason. Thanks, and don't stop writing beautiful poems.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Chapter 12~ Preparations
Night soon turned into day, as the sun began to rise in the city of Egypt. Most people were waking up, ready to start there day of work. Bakura and Anzu however, were still lying in bed side by side, probably dreaming about each other. They were both tired from last night's activity and all the two want is sleep. The two kept on sleeping until noon, and when one finally opened an eye, he smiled, remembering everything that happened last night. Bakura slowly sat up, careful not to wake Anzu. He stretched and yawned, then looked at the girl that was lying beside him. He still couldn't believe that someone like her was with him. He sighed as he got out of bed and stretched some more. Last night really took a lot out of him, he felt exhausted. Yawning one more time he left the room, feeling as though he forgot to do something, but he shrugged it off, and then went to the kitchen where he decided to try and make breakfast, or rather lunch. He knew he couldn't cook anything, but he wanted to do something for Anzu since she did make him the happiest man alive. She said she would marry him, and that couldn't have made him any happier. Just thinking that he was going to marry her gave him a giddy feeling, but he knew how to restrain it.
Bakura stood still when he got into the kitchen; he had to figure out how to use the items in the kitchen. He sighed and went to work. Meanwhile, Anzu was beginning to wake up from her slumber. She felt the sun hitting her face and her eyes began to move slowly, trying to adjust to her surroundings. When she opened her eyes fully, she sat up and looked around, remembering as well about what happened last night. She remembered the pleasure and the pain, actually she felt pain right now, "must be normal," she said to herself as she slowly got out of bed. It hurt when she stood up, but she knew she would be able to handle the pain, she then looked at her finger. There was the ring that Bakura had given her. It was beautiful and looked very rare. The jewel in the middle didn't look familiar, but it was beautiful, and on the sides of the jewel there were smaller gems. This ring itself was gold and altogether the ring was gorgeous. She looked at it for a bit longer but ten thought, 'Now where is Bakura?' as she got dressed and went to look for him, ignoring the mild pain she felt.
When she arrived in the kitchen, she saw Bakura, but was shocked at what she saw. She wasn't shocked that he was trying to cook, well…some of the shock was because of that, but what shocked her the most was the fact that he wasn't wearing any clothes. Anzu stood there for awhile, admiring his behind. Bakura felt someone watching him and turned around smiling when he saw Anzu, oblivious to fact he forget to put on his clothes.
"Good afternoon, Anzu," he said as he looked at her. For some reason she seemed like she was dazed. After a moment of silence, Anzu shook her head and looked away, blushing. "Is something wrong Anzu?" Bakura asked.
"Baku-chan, why aren't you wearing any clothes?" Anzu asked as she tried not to look at him. Bakura had no clue what she was talking about and then looked down wide eyed, knowing now that is what he forgot. He looked up at Anzu and smirked. He wasn't embarrassed, Anzu already saw him naked, so why was she avoiding looking at him.
"I guess I forgot, no wonder I was feeling a strong breeze," he joked. Anzu just kept looking away.
"You forgot? Well, will you please go get dressed, and don't worry about lunch, I'll do it," she said as she knew there was no way she was going to eat something he made.
"Why are you looking away, Anzu? This isn't something you haven't seen. I'm sure you enjoy watching, or did you rather enjoy watching my behind, seeing as you were staring at it for a while," Bakura teased, making Anzu turn more red.
"Bakura!" she said as she looked at him in the eye. Bakura laughed and walked to Anzu, kissing her on the lips.
"I was joking. I'll go get dressed now, and if you want to make lunch that's fine with me. I tried to, but everything seemed to turn black for some odd reason," he said as he kissed her one last time and left the room. Anzu just took one last glance at his behind and went to prepare lunch. She couldn't believe the mess he did, and he wasn't kidding when he said that his food turned black. Sighing at how terrible a cook Bakura was, she began to clean the mess and make lunch.
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After eating and cleaning their dishes, Anzu and Bakura talked about what they should do. Anzu really wanted to talk about the wedding and Bakura agreed, but they decided they would go and visit Seto first and tell him of the news. He will probably be very happy for the two, but Anzu wasn't too sure. She has known Seto for a very long time and has come to know him as someone who doesn't like weddings, especially when it deals with her. She had a feeling that Seto was probably just worried that she was probably going to marry the wrong guy or that she will forget about him. She knew, though, that would never happen. She loved Seto as a brother and it probably will remain that. Hopefully Seto will understand.
Bakura looked at Anzu and had a feeling he knew what she was thinking. "Seto knows that I was going to ask you. I told him everything, and he was perfectly fine with it." Anzu looked up to face him and had a relief look.
"You did? And he understood? That's great!" Anzu said cheerfully, "Well, then lets go see him and tell him that we are planning to get married." As Anzu said that, she stood up and Bakura did as well. The both began to walk out the house, when Bakura he stooped quickly. 'What is it?" Anzu asked.
"It's the middle of the day. People will recognize me," he told her. Anzu just nodded her head in understanding and went to her room. When she got back she handed him her own cloak. He took it and put it on and soon the two were off to see Seto.
It didn't take long for Anzu and Bakura to arrive at the temple. They climbed the stairs that lead them to the front doors of the temple and once they reached the doors they went inside. Everything was quiet, which was natural, since the temple was a praying place. Slowly Anzu and Bakura walked by the priests and apprentices and went to look for Seto. It didn't take them long to figure out where Seto was, for some reason he was shouting. It seemed he was shouting at someone, making Anzu and Bakura look at each other, having a feeling they knew who he was shouting at. They quickly ran to the room where Seto was and soon stopped when they saw the other person. They were right; it was who they thought it was, Malik.
"Malik, how many times do I have to tell you that you can't steal anything from this place?!" Seto said as Anzu and Bakura watched in amusement. "I don't care if it's made out of gold or you want it because it's shiny! You can't take it for any reason and that's final!"
"But I want it!" Malik complained like a three year old. He wanted to steal a golden frame, but Seto wouldn't allow it. He sighed as he gave up and walked a few feet away and sat down on the floor with his head down. Anzu gave a small giggle which caught the attention of Seto and Malik's. The two just looked at her and wondered how long she and Bakura, who they just noticed, were standing there.
"Hi, Anzu. Hi, Bakura, how long have you been there," Seto asked as he walked up to them.
"Long enough to see Malik act childish," Bakura commented.
"I was not acting childish!" Malik said as he quickly stood up and looked angrily at Bakura.
"Of course you were Malik. You always act childish when you don't get what you want," Anzu added.
"No I don't!!" Malik said, now angry with Anzu.
"Whatever, anyway, Seto, Bakura and I have something to tell you," Anzu said as she turned to face Seto.
"Hey, what about me? Don't you want to tell me, too?" Malik budded in, forgetting he was angry with her and Bakura.
"No," Bakura said simply, smirking at Malik's expression, Anzu giggled.
"Yes, Malik we want to tell you too, since you will be apart of it," Anzu said as Malik's face brightened up.
"Well, what is it Anzu?" Seto asked really wanting to know.
"Okay, here goes," Anzu took a breath and spoke, "Bakura and I are getting married!"
"Really?! So you finally asked her Bakura?" Malik said as he smiled. He was happy for the two. Seto on the other hand…didn't look too happy, but after he smiled.
"Congratulations, Anzu, Bakura. I'm happy for the both of you," Seto said as he smiled broadly. Anzu was so happy to hear that, so she embraced him in a tight hug. Seto hugged her back and knew he didn't do the wrong thing of letting her marry Bakura. As long as she was happy, he was too.
"Well, I'm guessing you guys will have to plan the wedding right?" Malik said trying to get Seto and Anzu's attention. Bakura just sighed and nodded his head.
"Yeah, and I bet that's the part I will not like at all," Bakura complained. Anzu just looked at him.
"Well, that's what you get when you ask someone to marry you. Anyway, I want to plan this wedding now. I believe it will only take one day to plan since we really don't want to make it a huge wedding," Anzu told them. Bakura just nodded as she spoke, "I mean no one is to know that Bakura and I are to marry. Heck, no one even knows we're together. So, the wedding can't be done where people can find us."
"Okay, I think I can arrange that. But before we go any further, let's sit down and get comfortable. Something tells me that you won't stop talking until everything is arranged," Seto said looking at Anzu as she just smiled innocently.
After going into a room where the four could get comfortable and brace themselves for Anzu's chatter, the three men listen to all of Anzu's plans. Everything was actually done in less than three hours, which was a relief to the three males. The wedding was going to be two months after Anzu's eighteenth birthday, which by then Bakura, Seto, and Malik will be eighteen. Anzu really wanted to get married at nineteen, but Bakura didn't want to wait that long for some reason. The place that they will hold the wedding is in an area which Seto won't say where it is. Anzu, Bakura, and Malik would find out on the day of the wedding. Malik was going to be best man and a witness, and Seto was of course going to be the priest to marry the couple. Other than that, each one had responsibilities, such as getting food or getting the decorations, to do. Anzu knew it wasn't going to be a huge wedding and that there were only going to be four of them there, but she wanted the wedding to be fun for them, a day to remember. She wanted it to be the greatest day of her life.
"I don't think there really is anything else to say. I will get my wedding gown and Bakura I leave it to you to get your best clothing. You too, Malik." She glared at them as to say "you better look nice or I'll make you suffer." The two just nodded their heads quickly not wanting to argue. She smiled at that, and tried to think of something that was needed for the wedding. Without thinking of anything, she got up told the guys that she will get started on the shopping. She wanted to buy everything they would need today, so she wouldn't have to worry about it later. She went up to Bakura and kissed him, saying goodbye to the others, and left the room. Bakura, Seto, and Malik looked at each other, and the three felt like this wedding was going to kill them. But there was only one person to blame, Bakura. Seto and Malik looked at him in a deadly glare.
"What?" that was the only thing he could say as the other two males sighed and left the room to do something to get their minds off the wedding. Bakura just stared at the spot they were sitting at. He didn't care what they thought right now. He was happy, even if there was a lot of work to be done, he was happy he was going to marry the one he loved. Never did he ever think that he would ever find someone he would love and marry. He smiled, and then went to do something himself, anything that would get his mind off the wedding for now.
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Anzu quickly ran to her house, she had to get some money for the items she would bye, but really she was only going to buy her wedding dress for now. She ran inside her home and went to her room. She stopped when she neared a carpet, bends down on her knees and lifted the mat up. There was a piece of wood there and she lifted that as well. Underneath it was a little jar; quickly she grabbed it and opened it. Inside there was many gold and silver coins. It was Anzu's little savings account. She saved up money, not knowing really why. Her family was not too rich, nor were they poor. She jut thought having money saved was a good idea. She counted the money and smiled. It was enough to buy one well brand dress, and there would be enough to buy other necessary items. Quickly Anzu stood up and walked out her home, the first thing on her list, the dress.
Anzu walked across the market. People were roaming around the area, trying to buy all their necessities. People pushed and shoved trying to get through, which was mostly like this during this time of the day, some stores had many people trying to buy some items and other stores barely had any. Luckily for Anzu, the store she wanted to go in was not full. People rarely went in there since not many people had time to buy clothing. People were just too busy, and felt they were satisfied with the amount of clothing they had now. Anzu was just relieved and quickly ran inside, trying hard to push her way through the crowd. When, at last, she reached the entrance, she slipped inside the store. Many different types of clothing and fabric were displayed everywhere. Anzu walked slowly around, observing everything, but she gasped when someone spoke.
"May I help you?" a voice said behind her. Anzu just twirled around and saw a young woman with brown eyes and blonde hair looking at her. Anzu just let out a sigh of relief.
"Yes, I'm looking for a dress," Anzu told her. The young woman smiled.
"Well you came to the right place. Now what type of dress would you like," she asked sounding very friendly.
"Well, I'm actually looking for a wedding gown," Anzu answered.
"Oh really? Well I'm happy to hear you're getting married. Very well, follow me and I'll show you the many types of wedding dresses we have or would you rather choose a fabric and have the dress specially made?" the female asked, never letting the smile fade away.
"I'll see the dresses first then, maybe I'll see the types of fabric," Anzu told her as the woman guided her to the back of the store.
Anzu had tried on about a few dresses. She had hated a few, liked three, and just adored one. So she picked the one she adored. It was a sleeveless gown, all white, of course, it shimmered depending on how the light hit it, and it reached all the way down to her feet. There were slits at both sides, which reached up to her knees, and small gems ran across the edge at the top of the gown. Anzu just loved it. The veil wasn't long but it fit well with the dress. Anzu twirled around to see herself in the mirror and couldn't help to think she looked great in the dress. After looking at the gown for a long while, she turned to the woman, who never stopped smiling, and told her she would take it. The woman nodded and told her she made a fine choice.
Before leaving, the young female had to fix up the dress a bit, so it would fit Anzu perfectly. Once she was done she handed the dress to Anzu and Anzu paid. It was expensive, but Anzu had more than enough. She held the dress gently and walked away, out of the store, but when she got out she only wished she hadn't at that time. She bumped into someone, which made some people gasped, almost falling backwards, but she held her balance. She had her eyes closed, then opened them to see who she bumped into. To her total horror it was Yami. People, who saw her bash into him, just walked away and decided not to watch. They were too busy to care and they didn't want the pharaoh to say anything to them right now. Anzu just wished she could do the same.
"Well, well, what do we have here? Usually you would be with that big headed high priest, Seto at this time of day. Were you shopping?" Yami asked as he looked at the dress Anzu was holding on to tightly. "I guess you were. May I take a look at what you just bought?"
"I would rather you not pharaoh Yami," Anzu said simply, looking for a way out.
"Now, now, I insist," he said as he tried to take away the dress. Anzu knew she could not resist, especially when there were people out here. Yami took the dress and look at it. He was now suspicious. "Why, may I ask, do you have a dress that looks like it is used for weddings?" Anzu just stared at him for a while trying to come up with a lie.
"Well, it is. It's for our wedding. You know since I'm going to marry you when we turn twenty, I thought it would be best to buy a wedding dress," Anzu lied, hoping he would buy it.
"Really?" Yami said simply, observing very angle of the dress, "well, I really don't like it."
"What?" Anzu asked, not understanding what he was getting at.
"It's not fit for a future queen," he said and without warning he ripped the dress. He ripped as many parts as he could. Every strand of string that was loose he pulled on. After he was done with it, he threw it on the ground, right on front of a very shocked Anzu. She was speechless, angry, and shaking. Thoughts ran through her head, wondering how he could do this, or why did he do it. As if Yami heard her questions, he spoke, "You really shouldn't worry about the wedding, Anzu. Everything will be ready on the day of our marriage ceremony. The dress will be much better than what you chose, so don't worry about it. Just wait and see," Anzu just looked at him, not believing what he was saying. This was not good. She spent most of her money on the dress that was now slaughter into bits, and there was no way she would be able to buy another. She tried desperately to hold back tears and wished Yami would just leave.
"Please excuse me Yami, I have to go," Anzu finally found her voice, but it was shaking a bit. Looking away from him, she ran and Yami just stared at her. He felt like she was hiding something. 'Whatever it is I will find out, sooner or later,' he thought to himself as he walked the opposite direction.
Anzu ran and ran; she would not stop until she reached the place she wanted to be at. After a long run, she finally made it to the temple. She ran inside and didn't stop until she found the person she was looking for. After she went to most of the rooms, she finally found Bakura in one of the dormitories, and Malik and Seto were also inside. She just ran to him and embraced him. She held on tightly and cried in his chest. Bakura was just shocked and looked at her for a while, and then he snapped out of it and hugged her back. Seto and Malik just looked at her, worried about her.
"Anzu, what's wrong?" Bakura asked patting her softly on the back trying to calm her. Anzu continued crying but after she had stopped a little she told them everything that had happened. The three males looked like they were going to kill someone. They didn't think it was possible to hate the pharaoh even more, but h has proven they can.
'That bastard pharaoh! Does he always have to be so damn…damn evil? I should just kill him right now, it's been a while since I have killed anyone, and he seems to be the perfect victim right now," Malik said, hoping so much that he could finally kill Yami. It was true he hadn't killed anyone for very long time. The reason for that is because of Anzu. She didn't force him to stop, but something about her made him.
"No, don't, it won't change anything," Anzu said simply. She didn't know why she was saving the pharaoh.
"Aww, but I really wanted to," Malik said as he sat down and pouted. "Well, I could always steal another dress, since you can't afford another," Seto elbowed him and Malik just looked at him as if to ask 'What?'
'No, that's okay. I don't think I would be comfortable wearing something stolen. Besides it's not worth the trouble," Anzu said.
"You're right, Anzu, it's not," Bakura said, Anzu just looked at him questionably, "the reason we are getting married is because we love each other. It doesn't what we wear or how we look at the wedding, as long as we get married and are happy, I think that's all that matters." Anzu was surprised at what he said. Everything he said was right. She smiled at him and hugged him tightly.
"You're right it doesn't matter what I wear, as long as we are getting married, I shouldn't worry about a stupid dress," she said, holding on closely. Seto and Malik just looked at each other and decided to leave. Once they left they began to talk and they came up with an idea, one that they were sure would make Anzu thrilled. So now it was about a year of waiting until the wedding day.
*Hmmm…is it me or did Yami seem to act more evil. Anyway, hoped you liked that chapter, I know there must be many people drooling over the naked Bakura at the beginning of this chapter. Hehe, just a little gift for all of the Bakura fans. Anywho, I hope I will get the next chapter up soon; it will most likely be the wedding. I feel like I'm rushing though this story, but really I have nothing to write in between, so I guess I can't do anything there. Well, until next time!
