Asuka02RedEva
Serenitymoon@lycos.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi Oh! or any of the characters used in this story. The story, however, is mine so please do not steal.
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Hi all! Thank you so much for reviewing chapter 8. F.Y.I. this story will most likely have 15 chapters because that will bring it up to the end of summer vacation and then it will be time to go back to college. In the fall though I will have a "Yami's Guide" story in Yami's P.O.V. so I hope you will read it. Right now I also have a story revolving around Yami and Kaiba, so check it out if you like humor. That's it for now, thanks for reading!
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Isis walked slowly behind Yami; the day's events were still jumbled in her mind.
"It is really not necessary for you to take care of me, my Pharaoh," she began slowly, "I do not wish to be a burden at such a crucial time."
Yami turned his head slightly acknowledging her comment. He continued walking, however, as he held the door open for her, leading to the sidewalk.
"It is no burden, Isis. You would not even be in this mess if it were not for me. I shall think of a place where you will be safe from Malik and his rare hunters."
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Safe? Oh, my Pharaoh, I do not believe there is any place on earth that is safe from my brother and his mind slaves. The spirit of the Millennium Rod will see to it that you are destroyed. He cares nothing about who should cross his path, just as long as he has reached his goal: to kill you and take your powers and your puzzle...he thinks that he shall become the Pharaoh by possessing your powers, however, he shall find himself poorly mistaken. He must surpass you and be able to summon any creature he wishes...even to control the Gods himself. Then, if he can do that, he will become Pharaoh.
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Where on earth can I take Isis? No way in HELL, she's going to stay with Aibou, the old man, and myself. Aibou would be a nervous wreck, he can't even think straight when he's around Anzu. The old man, ha! Now there's a laugh! The old man is such a pervert, I don't even like being around him...I have this fear of him getting drunk...me being the only one around...damn, thoughts like those give me the chills! ....Who else do I know? Jou...yes, Jou...Jou is...er...ok...NEXT...Honda...Honda is...Jou's friend...correction...BEST friend...scratch that one too...who else? No way in hell I'm sending her to Bakura's house. Here Bakura I brought you a friend...no not a sacrificial lamb...a FRIEND...Isis would be safer at Jou's house...scary thought there. Alright...who's left? Kaiba...big house...lots of money...annoying...pain in the...yup that's about the extent of that...so...that leaves...
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"Isis, I have thought of a place where you shall be safe. It's not far from here and we can collect your belongings tomorrow."
"Alright, my Pharaoh. I still wish you would place your safety above my own...if something should happen to you, the entire world may fall to Malik and his rare hunters," she stated with a sigh.
"Let us not think of that right now, Isis. We will be there soon..."
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...10 minutes later...
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Isis stood in front of a house with a painted wooden fence, the lawn was well kept and there were cute little birdhouses hanging from the trees...
"...I do not understand..." she began slowly, arching an eyebrow.
"Come along," replied Yami, walking up the steps to the front door.
Isis waited patiently while Yami rang the doorbell. She could hear a voice call out "Just a minute!"...
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I must say he is very thoughtful wishing to look out for my well-being. However, my safety should be the least of his worries. Oh well, nothing could be worse than running from Malik and his rare hunters at this moment...
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...Cue the Psycho "REAK REAK" music...
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...The door slowly opened...Yami stood on the front steps and sweatdropped...
"Yami? What are you doing here?" asked Anzu all chipper like, obviously happy that he came to see HER.
"Hi, Anzu. Sorry to come over without calling but you see, I...uh..."
Yami watched Anzu's gaze shift from him to Isis. He sweatdropped even more as he looked at Anzu and then Isis...
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Oh Ra.what the hell is wrong with her?! ...She is the girl from the museum who accompanied my Pharaoh the day we met again...wait a minute...he can't possibly want to....No! No! No!
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Yami cleared his throat to get Anzu's attention. She quickly turned her attention back to him, smiling with one of her "we're friends" looks.
"You see, Anzu. Isis and I have met up with this enemy that she spoke of the day we met her at the museum. This enemy has very dangerous men working for him and..."
Yami noticed that Anzu had drifted into LA LA land..Yet..AGAIN...
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...What the? I swear, one minute she's there, and the next...Let's try this again...Ra, give me strength...
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"Anzu, can Isis stay here for a while until I know it is safe for her to be on her own again?" he asked, rather hopeful, cuz if Anzu didn't take Isis in, then he would...and that could only lead to the death of a certain pervert.
Anzu looked at Isis and smiled..Not one of those "happy go lucky" ones...but an "ok, Yami...SUUUUUURE I'll take care of her" one.
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....Correction, life just got a hell of a lot scarier....must come up with an excuse before am stuck here...must think of an excuse must...
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....15 mins later....
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"So you're positive that your parents will not mind?" asked Yami, arching an eyebrow.
"Are you kidding? They LOVE company. It's really no problem whatsoever. I'm happy to help you AND Isis out." replied Anzu, smiling at Yami and then at Isis innocently.
"Well, thank you, Anzu. I really appreciate it."
He turned his attention back to Isis who looked like she was going to either pass out or bolt the first chance she got.
"I'm sorry that I cannot do more for you at this point in time, but I will return tomorrow and we will go and collect some of your belongings, alright?"
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Are you out of your mind?! There's NO way I am going to stay here with HER. Look at how she's looking at me...oh deep breaths, Isis...deep breaths...and breath...
But if he thinks that I am going to stay here he has another thing coming. I think that it would be a wonderful idea if I just found another hotel room to stay in; yes that sounds much more reasonable...and...he's...leaving???????
Oh Ra! Did I just nod?! No! No! I was NOT nodding in reply, my Pharaoh, I was nodding to the idea I...uh...No! Don't shut the door! Don't leave me! Don't---
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Isis stood in the middle of the hallway where she could see Yami leaving the front steps out of a nearby window...she then heard a CLICK...
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She just locked the door! Oh Ra...Oh Ra...Oh Ra...She's looking at me...stay calm...
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"Oh, Isis," began Anzu in a sing-song voice, grinning ear to ear, "we're going to have SO much fun tonight."
Isis swallowed uneasily at Anzu's sudden change in attitude. She knew she shouldn't have watched the "Twilight Zone" marathon the other night.
"Let's go wave bye to Yami."
Anzu took Isis by the arm and walked over to the large glass window, where she waved "bye bye, Yami, bye bye."
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What a relief. At first I had this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Good to know that it was nothing but Grandpa's cooking. I shall sleep well tonight knowing that Isis is just fine. After all, Anzu will take good care of her.
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Anzu continued to wave bye bye to Yami, the horrifying grin still on her face.
Isis on the other hand had her hand slowly sliding down the glass window, with a "..don't leave me..." look.
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...Please....please stop...I don't want to play anything with her...I would rather face a firing squad then have "fun" with her.
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Anzu's grin faded as soon as Yami had disappeared from their view. She turned to face Isis and smirked.
"Come on Isis, I'll show you my room and we can start having "fun" now."
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...Oh no...Anzu's little shop of horrors...
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As Anzu led Isis upstairs towards her room, Isis couldn't help but think the worst of what was to come.
Anzu opened the door to her room and smiled innocently, as Isis looked around.
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...Looks normal enough...I don't see any weapons of mass destruction...no sharp pointy objects...maybe I am over reacting?
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"I have a great idea," stated Anzu in that singsong voice of hers, "I'll do your hair and you can tell me about yourself."
"...Alright..." replied Isis, checking out the desk chair, before slowly taking a seat.
"This will be fun!" giggled Anzu, "I'll give you a make over."
Isis watched as Anzu heated up the hot rollers, plugged in the curling iron, brought out numerous combs and brushes and pulled out a large pair of scissors...wait...scissors!?
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Oh I bet you will! You'll make me over so that no one will ever want to look at me again!
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"So Isis, you and Yami seem to have been spending quite a bit of time together, wouldn't you agree?" asked Anzu, smiling cutely as she brushed Isis' hair.
"...Yes...I believe we have. You see the Pharaoh and I used to be quite clo...Oh!"
Isis looked in the mirror to see Anzu twitching slightly as she continued to rake the brush through her hair.
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OW! OW! Will remember to steer clear of that subject next time!
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"So you two used to be close? Hmmm????" questioned Anzu with a fake smile.
"...Uh...well now that I think about it...we weren't THAT close..." replied Isis with a sweatdrop.
"Oh..." she let out a little sigh of relief, "so you're helping Yami now?"
Isis thought about what to say before saying it; Anzu was now getting the hot rollers mind you and the scissors weren't too far away either.
"...Yes, I do not want anything to happen to him...because I-I-I-I----"
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HOT! HOT! HOT!
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"Ooops? How did that happen?" giggled Anzu nervously, unwinding a few of the hot rollers so that there were not so close to Isis' scalp.
"........." Isis sweatdropped, and thought it best to think twice before saying anything in regards to her feelings for Yami.
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...15 mins later...
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"Ta-daa!" announced Anzu as she smiled at Isis. "Well???"
Isis at first was afraid to look in the mirror...she looked anyways...and found that it would have been best to have not looked at all...
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I look like a French poodle! ...Oh Ra...I can't wait until it's my turn to make her over...yeah, I'll make you over alright...
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"Mom is home, let's go downstairs and tell her that you're going to be staying with us. After, we'll come back upstairs and play a game."
"...But I don't really want to ---"
Before she could say anything else Anzu was already dragging her out the door.
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After Anzu had introduced Isis to her mother, Isis kept noticing that her mother was looking at her hair. Isis sweatdropped and then heard the comment about how she was welcome to stay as long as she liked, 2 weeks, a month or longer...
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Over my dead body! ...And looking at Anzu's face, that could easily be arranged. There is no way in hell I am going to stay in his house...I just need to think of a way to get out of this arrangement...
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"Alright, well you two go run along upstairs and I'll prepare dinner," stated Anzu's mother, just as chipper as can be, "I will be sure to dig out our good china for we have a guest."
The light bulb went on in Isis' mind as she got a cat like expression.
"Oh, PLEASE, let me help you prepare dinner."
"Why thank you, Isis. That would be wonderful..."
Anzu arched an eyebrow as she watched Isis and her mother disappear into the kitchen.
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...Add a little white wine to the mix you say? ...oops...what's this in my hand? Vinegar...oh dear...stir it in anyways...
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"Here you are, Isis. Thank you so much for offering to set the table. This set of china has been passed down from generation to generation..."
"It's really no problem at all...ooops..."
A plate smashed to the floor as Isis put a hand up to her mouth.
"Oh my goodness, I am SO sorry about that, here let me pick that up for you...oh! Oh dear!" she exclaimed as a saucer followed by a teacup fell to the floor as well.
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That should do it, and as soon as I am released from this concentration camp, I will have to pay the Pharaoh a little visit...that is after I get my hair back to normal...
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"Oh don't you worry, I had copies made of our special china, so hurry along out and I'll be sure to bring in an extra plate and a saucer and cup," replied Anzu's mother, smiling.
Isis sweatdropped and grumbled, walking out of the kitchen and into the dining room to set the table.
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Just a minor set back is all. Wait until dinner starts and THEN I am sure they will kick me out...at least, I hope they will...
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Anzu took a seat at the dinner table next to Isis. Her father was not going to be able to make it home for dinner so it was just the three of them.
"Oh please, let me serve the dinner. After all, it's the least I can do for letting me stay here," explained Isis who stood up and took the dishes from Anzu's mother.
"Why, how nice of you. Thank you," replied her mother, as she took a seat.
"...Oh no...thank you..." whispered Isis as she started to dish out the slop she had made.
As Isis came around with the water goop she called gravy, she "accidentally" dropped the pot of gravy in Anzu's lap.
Anzu's eyes went wide as she quickly hopped up out of her seat.
"Oh no! I'm SO sorry! Here let me help you that must be SO hot!" yelled Isis as she grabbed the pitcher of water on the table and splashed Anzu with it. "...Better???" she asked, hiding a smile.
Anzu stood in front of Isis looking like a drowned rat.
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If that doesn't do it, I don't know what will.
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"Oh, Isis," began Anzu, who had already figured out her plan, "don't worry, accidents can happen at any time, as I'm sure you already know."
With that Anzu walked past Isis and headed upstairs to change her clothes. Isis figured that maybe it wasn't going to be so easy to leave this house after all.
Anzu's mother smiled and placed her hand on Isis' shoulder.
"There, there dear, don't you worry about anything."
"......."
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After Anzu came back downstairs fully changed, they decided to eat their dinner without the gravy.
"I can't thank you enough for cooking dinner, Isis."
"Oh, the pleasure was all mine, really ma'am."
Anzu lifted her fork up and took a bite of the curry. No sooner had she taken that bite did she regret it. Her eyes began to water up and she began making the most priceless faces.
Isis had propped her elbows up on the table, her chin resting in her hands.
"Well, Anzu? Do you like it???" she asked, sounding quite hopeful.
Anzu's mother then took a bite, blinked, and smiled.
"This is delicious!" she announced.
Both Anzu and Isis looked at her as if she had three heads...while Anzu wished they either had a dog or a plant pot nearby to throw the toxic waste into.
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After dinner and a set of dishes later because Isis had offered to wash the dishes...she found herself back in Anzu's little shop of horrors.
Anzu had set up a cot in her room for Isis and was now sitting on her bed. Dinner had been late so it was now time for bed, and there were many things to do in the morning; such as run away at the crack of dawn?
Anzu smiled at Isis, who sweatdropped and smiled nervously in return.
"So are you going to see Yami tomorrow?"
"...Yes...I believe I am..."
"I see...and what time are you leaving?"
"...Whenever he gets here...I would imagine sometime in the morning..."
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...Do we have to play 20 questions? At least she doesn't have anything sharp, hot, or deadly near her....not that I can see at least...
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"I see...hmmm...and do you enjoy spending time with Yami?"
Isis sweatdropped. She knew no mater what the answer Anzu would have a fit.
"...Yes?"
"Why????"
"...Because he's my Pharaoh?"
"...Interesting...are you seeing anyone?"
"...No..."
"...I see..."
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...Alright the "I see" 's are starting to get on my nerves...and another thing bothers me; what happens when she shuts off the light?
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"Well, I'll see you in the morning Isis," began Anzu, "Don't let the bed bugs bite you," she smirked.
".........."
Anzu reached over and turned off the desk light. Now Isis sat in the dark, listening for any signs that Anzu was coming to get her. She lay very still on her cot, looking up at the ceiling.
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What did I ever do to deserve this? Tell me Ra, because I cannot figure it out.
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Several minutes had past by, when Isis' thoughts were interrupted by movement and strange noises.
She sweatdropped, and sat up slowly in her bed, squinting, trying to make out Anzu's figure and any objects she might be holding. She found nothing, yet the noises still continued.
She swallowed uneasily, knowing that curiosity killed the cat, before slowly getting out of her bed and making her way over to Anzu's bed.
There was a faint line of the moon's light coming in through the slit in the curtain. She leaned closer and blinked.
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There lay Anzu, holding Mr. Fluffy Bunny just as tight as could be...
"What's that?" giggles "...Me...too" giggle giggle "Really?" giggle giggle giggle "I feel...the...same way...Ya..."
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....It would appear this girl has more problems then I thought...
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Isis continued to hold the pillow over her head, with any luck she would suffocate and not have to endure the giggles, tee hees, and "me too" s!
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...Must get out...can't take it anymore...feel bad for the stuffed bunny...feel VERY bad...
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Yuugi lay sound asleep in his bed, curled up in a ball under his covers.
Yami's back rested against the headboard of his Aibou's bed, his arms crossed and eyes closed (in spirit form mind you), obviously wanting to make sure that his Aibou slept safely.
Both appeared to be sleeping quite peacefully, oblivious to anything and anyone in the room.
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I can't believe you did this to me Yami. I just cannot believe it, how could you? I should wake you up right this instant and tell you all I have had to endure...but...he is kind of cu...
Hang on! What are you thinking, Isis?! You're supposed to be mad at him, not "oh he's just SO cu-" Enough! I will wait until he returns tomorrow....
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Isis quietly left Yami and Yuugi's room and headed down stairs. She froze in her tracks as she found Grandpa Mutou standing at the foot of the stairs.
"....Um...."
The old man smiled up at her as she stood in front of him.
"How many cups of sugar...does it take to get to the moon?" he asked her.
Isis sweatdropped, nearly fell over backwards, and face faulted.
"...Um...three and a half?"
"....Hmmm....that sounds about right..."
With that the old man walked back upstairs and into his bedroom, shutting the door.
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....Ok...maybe I don't want to stay here either?
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Isis quietly slid open the bedroom window after climbing the tree outside of Anzu's room. When she crawled back in through the window, she was quite surprised to hear and see...
Anzu sitting up in bed, "HA! I caught you!" she cried out, pointing her finger towards Isis.
"...I can explain, Anzu...I merely..."
She grabbed Mr. Fluffy Bunny once more and hugged it.
"I love you too!" she exclaimed before falling backwards on her bed.
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Isis nearly fell over at that outburst. Was everyone in Domino like this???
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As she lay in her bed, the pillow over her head, once more, and her cot now on the other side of the room, she couldn't help but ask the God's why they were punishing her.
She pulled the pillow closer around her head, to cover up the sound of Anzu's snoring.
Morning couldn't come soon enough for Isis...
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Serenitymoon@lycos.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi Oh! or any of the characters used in this story. The story, however, is mine so please do not steal.
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Hi all! Thank you so much for reviewing chapter 8. F.Y.I. this story will most likely have 15 chapters because that will bring it up to the end of summer vacation and then it will be time to go back to college. In the fall though I will have a "Yami's Guide" story in Yami's P.O.V. so I hope you will read it. Right now I also have a story revolving around Yami and Kaiba, so check it out if you like humor. That's it for now, thanks for reading!
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Isis walked slowly behind Yami; the day's events were still jumbled in her mind.
"It is really not necessary for you to take care of me, my Pharaoh," she began slowly, "I do not wish to be a burden at such a crucial time."
Yami turned his head slightly acknowledging her comment. He continued walking, however, as he held the door open for her, leading to the sidewalk.
"It is no burden, Isis. You would not even be in this mess if it were not for me. I shall think of a place where you will be safe from Malik and his rare hunters."
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Safe? Oh, my Pharaoh, I do not believe there is any place on earth that is safe from my brother and his mind slaves. The spirit of the Millennium Rod will see to it that you are destroyed. He cares nothing about who should cross his path, just as long as he has reached his goal: to kill you and take your powers and your puzzle...he thinks that he shall become the Pharaoh by possessing your powers, however, he shall find himself poorly mistaken. He must surpass you and be able to summon any creature he wishes...even to control the Gods himself. Then, if he can do that, he will become Pharaoh.
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Where on earth can I take Isis? No way in HELL, she's going to stay with Aibou, the old man, and myself. Aibou would be a nervous wreck, he can't even think straight when he's around Anzu. The old man, ha! Now there's a laugh! The old man is such a pervert, I don't even like being around him...I have this fear of him getting drunk...me being the only one around...damn, thoughts like those give me the chills! ....Who else do I know? Jou...yes, Jou...Jou is...er...ok...NEXT...Honda...Honda is...Jou's friend...correction...BEST friend...scratch that one too...who else? No way in hell I'm sending her to Bakura's house. Here Bakura I brought you a friend...no not a sacrificial lamb...a FRIEND...Isis would be safer at Jou's house...scary thought there. Alright...who's left? Kaiba...big house...lots of money...annoying...pain in the...yup that's about the extent of that...so...that leaves...
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"Isis, I have thought of a place where you shall be safe. It's not far from here and we can collect your belongings tomorrow."
"Alright, my Pharaoh. I still wish you would place your safety above my own...if something should happen to you, the entire world may fall to Malik and his rare hunters," she stated with a sigh.
"Let us not think of that right now, Isis. We will be there soon..."
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...10 minutes later...
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Isis stood in front of a house with a painted wooden fence, the lawn was well kept and there were cute little birdhouses hanging from the trees...
"...I do not understand..." she began slowly, arching an eyebrow.
"Come along," replied Yami, walking up the steps to the front door.
Isis waited patiently while Yami rang the doorbell. She could hear a voice call out "Just a minute!"...
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I must say he is very thoughtful wishing to look out for my well-being. However, my safety should be the least of his worries. Oh well, nothing could be worse than running from Malik and his rare hunters at this moment...
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...Cue the Psycho "REAK REAK" music...
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...The door slowly opened...Yami stood on the front steps and sweatdropped...
"Yami? What are you doing here?" asked Anzu all chipper like, obviously happy that he came to see HER.
"Hi, Anzu. Sorry to come over without calling but you see, I...uh..."
Yami watched Anzu's gaze shift from him to Isis. He sweatdropped even more as he looked at Anzu and then Isis...
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Oh Ra.what the hell is wrong with her?! ...She is the girl from the museum who accompanied my Pharaoh the day we met again...wait a minute...he can't possibly want to....No! No! No!
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Yami cleared his throat to get Anzu's attention. She quickly turned her attention back to him, smiling with one of her "we're friends" looks.
"You see, Anzu. Isis and I have met up with this enemy that she spoke of the day we met her at the museum. This enemy has very dangerous men working for him and..."
Yami noticed that Anzu had drifted into LA LA land..Yet..AGAIN...
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...What the? I swear, one minute she's there, and the next...Let's try this again...Ra, give me strength...
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"Anzu, can Isis stay here for a while until I know it is safe for her to be on her own again?" he asked, rather hopeful, cuz if Anzu didn't take Isis in, then he would...and that could only lead to the death of a certain pervert.
Anzu looked at Isis and smiled..Not one of those "happy go lucky" ones...but an "ok, Yami...SUUUUUURE I'll take care of her" one.
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....Correction, life just got a hell of a lot scarier....must come up with an excuse before am stuck here...must think of an excuse must...
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....15 mins later....
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"So you're positive that your parents will not mind?" asked Yami, arching an eyebrow.
"Are you kidding? They LOVE company. It's really no problem whatsoever. I'm happy to help you AND Isis out." replied Anzu, smiling at Yami and then at Isis innocently.
"Well, thank you, Anzu. I really appreciate it."
He turned his attention back to Isis who looked like she was going to either pass out or bolt the first chance she got.
"I'm sorry that I cannot do more for you at this point in time, but I will return tomorrow and we will go and collect some of your belongings, alright?"
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Are you out of your mind?! There's NO way I am going to stay here with HER. Look at how she's looking at me...oh deep breaths, Isis...deep breaths...and breath...
But if he thinks that I am going to stay here he has another thing coming. I think that it would be a wonderful idea if I just found another hotel room to stay in; yes that sounds much more reasonable...and...he's...leaving???????
Oh Ra! Did I just nod?! No! No! I was NOT nodding in reply, my Pharaoh, I was nodding to the idea I...uh...No! Don't shut the door! Don't leave me! Don't---
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Isis stood in the middle of the hallway where she could see Yami leaving the front steps out of a nearby window...she then heard a CLICK...
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She just locked the door! Oh Ra...Oh Ra...Oh Ra...She's looking at me...stay calm...
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"Oh, Isis," began Anzu in a sing-song voice, grinning ear to ear, "we're going to have SO much fun tonight."
Isis swallowed uneasily at Anzu's sudden change in attitude. She knew she shouldn't have watched the "Twilight Zone" marathon the other night.
"Let's go wave bye to Yami."
Anzu took Isis by the arm and walked over to the large glass window, where she waved "bye bye, Yami, bye bye."
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What a relief. At first I had this terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Good to know that it was nothing but Grandpa's cooking. I shall sleep well tonight knowing that Isis is just fine. After all, Anzu will take good care of her.
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Anzu continued to wave bye bye to Yami, the horrifying grin still on her face.
Isis on the other hand had her hand slowly sliding down the glass window, with a "..don't leave me..." look.
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...Please....please stop...I don't want to play anything with her...I would rather face a firing squad then have "fun" with her.
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Anzu's grin faded as soon as Yami had disappeared from their view. She turned to face Isis and smirked.
"Come on Isis, I'll show you my room and we can start having "fun" now."
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...Oh no...Anzu's little shop of horrors...
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As Anzu led Isis upstairs towards her room, Isis couldn't help but think the worst of what was to come.
Anzu opened the door to her room and smiled innocently, as Isis looked around.
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...Looks normal enough...I don't see any weapons of mass destruction...no sharp pointy objects...maybe I am over reacting?
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"I have a great idea," stated Anzu in that singsong voice of hers, "I'll do your hair and you can tell me about yourself."
"...Alright..." replied Isis, checking out the desk chair, before slowly taking a seat.
"This will be fun!" giggled Anzu, "I'll give you a make over."
Isis watched as Anzu heated up the hot rollers, plugged in the curling iron, brought out numerous combs and brushes and pulled out a large pair of scissors...wait...scissors!?
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Oh I bet you will! You'll make me over so that no one will ever want to look at me again!
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"So Isis, you and Yami seem to have been spending quite a bit of time together, wouldn't you agree?" asked Anzu, smiling cutely as she brushed Isis' hair.
"...Yes...I believe we have. You see the Pharaoh and I used to be quite clo...Oh!"
Isis looked in the mirror to see Anzu twitching slightly as she continued to rake the brush through her hair.
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OW! OW! Will remember to steer clear of that subject next time!
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"So you two used to be close? Hmmm????" questioned Anzu with a fake smile.
"...Uh...well now that I think about it...we weren't THAT close..." replied Isis with a sweatdrop.
"Oh..." she let out a little sigh of relief, "so you're helping Yami now?"
Isis thought about what to say before saying it; Anzu was now getting the hot rollers mind you and the scissors weren't too far away either.
"...Yes, I do not want anything to happen to him...because I-I-I-I----"
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HOT! HOT! HOT!
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"Ooops? How did that happen?" giggled Anzu nervously, unwinding a few of the hot rollers so that there were not so close to Isis' scalp.
"........." Isis sweatdropped, and thought it best to think twice before saying anything in regards to her feelings for Yami.
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...15 mins later...
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"Ta-daa!" announced Anzu as she smiled at Isis. "Well???"
Isis at first was afraid to look in the mirror...she looked anyways...and found that it would have been best to have not looked at all...
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I look like a French poodle! ...Oh Ra...I can't wait until it's my turn to make her over...yeah, I'll make you over alright...
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"Mom is home, let's go downstairs and tell her that you're going to be staying with us. After, we'll come back upstairs and play a game."
"...But I don't really want to ---"
Before she could say anything else Anzu was already dragging her out the door.
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After Anzu had introduced Isis to her mother, Isis kept noticing that her mother was looking at her hair. Isis sweatdropped and then heard the comment about how she was welcome to stay as long as she liked, 2 weeks, a month or longer...
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Over my dead body! ...And looking at Anzu's face, that could easily be arranged. There is no way in hell I am going to stay in his house...I just need to think of a way to get out of this arrangement...
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"Alright, well you two go run along upstairs and I'll prepare dinner," stated Anzu's mother, just as chipper as can be, "I will be sure to dig out our good china for we have a guest."
The light bulb went on in Isis' mind as she got a cat like expression.
"Oh, PLEASE, let me help you prepare dinner."
"Why thank you, Isis. That would be wonderful..."
Anzu arched an eyebrow as she watched Isis and her mother disappear into the kitchen.
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...Add a little white wine to the mix you say? ...oops...what's this in my hand? Vinegar...oh dear...stir it in anyways...
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"Here you are, Isis. Thank you so much for offering to set the table. This set of china has been passed down from generation to generation..."
"It's really no problem at all...ooops..."
A plate smashed to the floor as Isis put a hand up to her mouth.
"Oh my goodness, I am SO sorry about that, here let me pick that up for you...oh! Oh dear!" she exclaimed as a saucer followed by a teacup fell to the floor as well.
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That should do it, and as soon as I am released from this concentration camp, I will have to pay the Pharaoh a little visit...that is after I get my hair back to normal...
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"Oh don't you worry, I had copies made of our special china, so hurry along out and I'll be sure to bring in an extra plate and a saucer and cup," replied Anzu's mother, smiling.
Isis sweatdropped and grumbled, walking out of the kitchen and into the dining room to set the table.
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Just a minor set back is all. Wait until dinner starts and THEN I am sure they will kick me out...at least, I hope they will...
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Anzu took a seat at the dinner table next to Isis. Her father was not going to be able to make it home for dinner so it was just the three of them.
"Oh please, let me serve the dinner. After all, it's the least I can do for letting me stay here," explained Isis who stood up and took the dishes from Anzu's mother.
"Why, how nice of you. Thank you," replied her mother, as she took a seat.
"...Oh no...thank you..." whispered Isis as she started to dish out the slop she had made.
As Isis came around with the water goop she called gravy, she "accidentally" dropped the pot of gravy in Anzu's lap.
Anzu's eyes went wide as she quickly hopped up out of her seat.
"Oh no! I'm SO sorry! Here let me help you that must be SO hot!" yelled Isis as she grabbed the pitcher of water on the table and splashed Anzu with it. "...Better???" she asked, hiding a smile.
Anzu stood in front of Isis looking like a drowned rat.
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If that doesn't do it, I don't know what will.
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"Oh, Isis," began Anzu, who had already figured out her plan, "don't worry, accidents can happen at any time, as I'm sure you already know."
With that Anzu walked past Isis and headed upstairs to change her clothes. Isis figured that maybe it wasn't going to be so easy to leave this house after all.
Anzu's mother smiled and placed her hand on Isis' shoulder.
"There, there dear, don't you worry about anything."
"......."
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After Anzu came back downstairs fully changed, they decided to eat their dinner without the gravy.
"I can't thank you enough for cooking dinner, Isis."
"Oh, the pleasure was all mine, really ma'am."
Anzu lifted her fork up and took a bite of the curry. No sooner had she taken that bite did she regret it. Her eyes began to water up and she began making the most priceless faces.
Isis had propped her elbows up on the table, her chin resting in her hands.
"Well, Anzu? Do you like it???" she asked, sounding quite hopeful.
Anzu's mother then took a bite, blinked, and smiled.
"This is delicious!" she announced.
Both Anzu and Isis looked at her as if she had three heads...while Anzu wished they either had a dog or a plant pot nearby to throw the toxic waste into.
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After dinner and a set of dishes later because Isis had offered to wash the dishes...she found herself back in Anzu's little shop of horrors.
Anzu had set up a cot in her room for Isis and was now sitting on her bed. Dinner had been late so it was now time for bed, and there were many things to do in the morning; such as run away at the crack of dawn?
Anzu smiled at Isis, who sweatdropped and smiled nervously in return.
"So are you going to see Yami tomorrow?"
"...Yes...I believe I am..."
"I see...and what time are you leaving?"
"...Whenever he gets here...I would imagine sometime in the morning..."
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...Do we have to play 20 questions? At least she doesn't have anything sharp, hot, or deadly near her....not that I can see at least...
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"I see...hmmm...and do you enjoy spending time with Yami?"
Isis sweatdropped. She knew no mater what the answer Anzu would have a fit.
"...Yes?"
"Why????"
"...Because he's my Pharaoh?"
"...Interesting...are you seeing anyone?"
"...No..."
"...I see..."
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...Alright the "I see" 's are starting to get on my nerves...and another thing bothers me; what happens when she shuts off the light?
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"Well, I'll see you in the morning Isis," began Anzu, "Don't let the bed bugs bite you," she smirked.
".........."
Anzu reached over and turned off the desk light. Now Isis sat in the dark, listening for any signs that Anzu was coming to get her. She lay very still on her cot, looking up at the ceiling.
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What did I ever do to deserve this? Tell me Ra, because I cannot figure it out.
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Several minutes had past by, when Isis' thoughts were interrupted by movement and strange noises.
She sweatdropped, and sat up slowly in her bed, squinting, trying to make out Anzu's figure and any objects she might be holding. She found nothing, yet the noises still continued.
She swallowed uneasily, knowing that curiosity killed the cat, before slowly getting out of her bed and making her way over to Anzu's bed.
There was a faint line of the moon's light coming in through the slit in the curtain. She leaned closer and blinked.
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There lay Anzu, holding Mr. Fluffy Bunny just as tight as could be...
"What's that?" giggles "...Me...too" giggle giggle "Really?" giggle giggle giggle "I feel...the...same way...Ya..."
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....It would appear this girl has more problems then I thought...
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Isis continued to hold the pillow over her head, with any luck she would suffocate and not have to endure the giggles, tee hees, and "me too" s!
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...Must get out...can't take it anymore...feel bad for the stuffed bunny...feel VERY bad...
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Yuugi lay sound asleep in his bed, curled up in a ball under his covers.
Yami's back rested against the headboard of his Aibou's bed, his arms crossed and eyes closed (in spirit form mind you), obviously wanting to make sure that his Aibou slept safely.
Both appeared to be sleeping quite peacefully, oblivious to anything and anyone in the room.
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I can't believe you did this to me Yami. I just cannot believe it, how could you? I should wake you up right this instant and tell you all I have had to endure...but...he is kind of cu...
Hang on! What are you thinking, Isis?! You're supposed to be mad at him, not "oh he's just SO cu-" Enough! I will wait until he returns tomorrow....
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Isis quietly left Yami and Yuugi's room and headed down stairs. She froze in her tracks as she found Grandpa Mutou standing at the foot of the stairs.
"....Um...."
The old man smiled up at her as she stood in front of him.
"How many cups of sugar...does it take to get to the moon?" he asked her.
Isis sweatdropped, nearly fell over backwards, and face faulted.
"...Um...three and a half?"
"....Hmmm....that sounds about right..."
With that the old man walked back upstairs and into his bedroom, shutting the door.
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....Ok...maybe I don't want to stay here either?
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Isis quietly slid open the bedroom window after climbing the tree outside of Anzu's room. When she crawled back in through the window, she was quite surprised to hear and see...
Anzu sitting up in bed, "HA! I caught you!" she cried out, pointing her finger towards Isis.
"...I can explain, Anzu...I merely..."
She grabbed Mr. Fluffy Bunny once more and hugged it.
"I love you too!" she exclaimed before falling backwards on her bed.
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Isis nearly fell over at that outburst. Was everyone in Domino like this???
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As she lay in her bed, the pillow over her head, once more, and her cot now on the other side of the room, she couldn't help but ask the God's why they were punishing her.
She pulled the pillow closer around her head, to cover up the sound of Anzu's snoring.
Morning couldn't come soon enough for Isis...
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