Title: Kiss Me Quickly.
Summary: Tea (Anzu) and Yami Yugi make out. Events based loosely on episode 53, 'Dance Battle of Flame' where Yugi Muto gets concerned about his Other Self and sets the Other up for a date with Tea.
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Chapter 2.
They walked down the busy streets, blending into the crowd, letting themselves drift restfully along the current of people. It was nice to just be able to go where the tide brought them, not bothering for one instant where they were headed or what they would find there.
And it was working, or at least, it seemed to be. Already Yami looked so much calmer and more relaxed than she had seen him that day. "He looks almost happy," she thought, well pleased with herself.
It was amazing. They were actually enjoying themselves! She would never have guessed it, but this Yami, Yugi's other self, he was so fun to hang out with. The visit to the CD shop especially had been a blast. She never even imagined they would have the same taste in music, and together they had poured over the racks of music, trying them out on the self-manned players the shop provided, and fooling around with the player's headphones. But it was weird at the same time, chatting with the person she always knew as Yugi Muto yet knowing that the Yugi she was with at the moment was a thoroughly different person.
And then there were his eyes. Tea wondered why she'd never noticed them before, but this other Yugi's eyes were the eyes of a different person, so unlike that of her gentle, trusting Yugi. This other Yugi's eyes sparkled with wisdom and cunning. These eyes were the eyes of a man. "The eyes of a man," she murmured almost dreamily, then caught herself and mentally shook herself out of her stupor. But even as she looked around to show Yami the CD she was thinking of buying, she was frozen to the spot, pinned down as it were by that uncanny gaze of his.
He was looking at her the same way he did at the café. It was unnerving, and Tea shuddered. "Oh, come on, Tea!" she chided herself. "Get a grip!" But it was so difficult with that hypnotic gaze on her. Tea felt her hands tremble. It was terrifying, the way he pinned her down and held her immobile with his expressionless eyes: it was like falling into an abysm, falling and falling, down and down and down deeper, falling, forever falling down deeper into the dark foreboding blackness, and always at the bottom were the icy, blood covered spikes of his lost memory.
"Hey Tea!" he cried excitedly, snapping her out of her reverie. "Hey, Tea, check this one out," he said, holding up a CD. "You think Yugi would like it?" he asked, pressing the thin plastic casing into her hands. Tea looked at him blankly, more than a little disorientated.
"Come on, Tea," Yami pressed, misunderstanding her confusion. "The other Yugi-- the one you know from school-- my other self."
Tea shrugged. "I suppose so," she said weakly. "But Yami," she pressed, "shouldn't you know better? He is your other self after all."
"I guess. It's just that lately... Yugi's been acting all weird all of a sudden. It's like he doesn't really talk to me anymore. He's really quiet, you know, and I don't know what's going on. Hey, Tea maybe you can me find out. You're his friend, aren't you? It's just that... well... something's really bothering him, you know, and he wouldn't tell me what it is."
"Oh I'm sure Yugi's okay. He's probably just worried about you, that's all. It must be terrible not to know who you really are after all."
"It is," Yami agreed. "But it isn't," he insisted. "I don't mind, Tea. But Yugi does. He does... Yugi even offered to share his memories with me, you know, just so that I can make them mine. So that I'll have... well... something. But I don't need something. I'm okay with it, Tea. It doesn't bother me. But it bothers him. I don't mind not remembering my past. I just... I'd rather. I don't want know if that... knowing... means that we-- Yugi and I-- have to be separated. I don't want to have loose him."
"Why do you think remembering your past might separate you? I mean, not to be rude or anything, Yami. It's just that... why do you think so?"
Yami shrugged and shook his head. It was obvious he had no idea why he felt that way. Perhaps it was just an irrational fear? Perhaps. But Tea had enough experience to know to take it seriously. Sometimes intuition more reliable than cold hard facts.
"You really care about him, don't you, Yami." It was a statement.
Yami shrugged again. "He's my other self," he said simply and looked away, uncomfortable with the line of conversation.
Tea looked down at the CD in her hands. It was compilation CD, one of those irritating ones that were always being advertised on television, by the sort of band that combined new age with rage rock. What surprised her was the fact that most of the tracks had heavy Egyptian influence and she looked more closely at the compilation.
Sensing something, Yami peered over her shoulder. When he reached out a hand to angle the CD so that he could read it better, his arm brushed against hers and the same feeling thrilled down her spine. She shuddered, and looked up, and saw that he was staring frowningly at the millennium puzzle he wore around his neck. Slowly, his eyes rode up to meet hers, and this time, she was filled top to toe with such blind devouring lust that she was half convinced that it had to have been the work of an outside source ensorceling her with it's magic.
The world positively rocked beneath her feet, and through her swimming senses, she heard a sharp intake of breath. Yami step back as if he had been jolted, and for a fraction of a second, he looked totally aghast but then she blinked and when she next looked upon him he was as calm as ever. It was as if nothing had happened.
"Stupid dolt!" she screamed in her mind. "Tea, you hopeless imbecile! Yugi asked you to help him with his Yami's problems, not pile them up higher!" What was wrong with her! It was so bizarre, the way she was suddenly reacting to him. It had never happened before. "So why now?" she wondered.
Sighing, Yami replaced the CD on the rack. "Come on, Tea," he said wearily. "Let's get out of here. I need a bit of sun. It's too noisy and stuffy and it's giving me a headache, you know. Lets go get some air." He strode out without a backward glance, and nodding mutely, Tea followed.
It was such a relief to get back into the sunshine, and as the hot summer sun warmed her bones, Tea felt the cheerfulness return to her, and together they strolled on, past the bustling weekend crowd, pausing occasionally to laugh and admire the brightly coloured merchandise that called out to them merrily from the shop windows.
"Hey look!" Yami exclaimed, "I never knew there was a card shop here!"
"Oh really? Well, it just opened recently. Do you want to go inside?"
Yami flashed an incredulous grin as if to say there was never any question of his wanting to and promptly strode in. Laughingly, Tea followed.
The Yami inside the card shop was a like a different person completely, nosing through the rows and rows of starter decks and booster packs as if there were no tomorrow, almost child-like in his excitement. Tea grinned. She decided on the spot that she much rather preferred *this* 'Other Yugi' over the one who had scared her earlier at the café and in the CD shop.
"Hey, Yami!" she called out gaily, holding up a few packets of cards. "You done yet, Yami? I'm going to pay now, so if you wanna get anything, you'd better hurry up!" Yami looked up from where he was hovering over a display of rare cards and grinning, flashed her a thumbs up sign, and Tea was about to return the gesture when she felt the tremors come to her again.
"Oh God, no," she moaned inwardly as she grappled desperately to retain her senses against the surfacing lust. "Not again!" It was overpowering, and she found she was forced to hug an arm around her tummy and lean heavily against a shelf to keep herself from fainting from the weight of it.
"Come on, Tea," Yami said, suddenly, urgently, his voice biting harshly through the mists in her head. "Lets's split."
Without warning, he grabbed her firmly by the wrist and practically dragged her out of the shop, where frighteningly enough, the sunlight seemed to revive her, just as it did before. She looked up timidly at Yami, half afraid of seeing disgust or revulsion on his face. What she saw was thankfully not as bad as she expected, but only just marginally better. Yami towered before her, his face black as thunder.
He stared at her for awhile, angry, puzzled yet *searching* through her eyes for what seemed like forever, then abruptly caught hold of her wrist again and led her at a trot down the street.
They ducked into the first alley they came to.
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There. Chapter 2. Now I know I promised making out, and so far it hasn't yet, but they will. I promise. With chapter 4, I'm gonna have to up it to an R rating, but seeing as chapter 4's not up yet, a PG-13 is still sufficient.
And no. It's not Friday yet. I haven't had that effing Chinese test yet. And I really shouldn't be writing this, but I love Yu-Gi-Oh! too much. (Go Joey! You rock man! If only I can somehow get Joey & Tristan in! But they don't fit in anywhere in either the episode or this story so I cant use my fav character in my maiden YGO fic! *sob* )
And yes, if you guessed that I don't really admire Tea all that much, you're right. She's too weird if u ask me. I mean, not only is her name spelt 'Tea' instead of 'Thea', I just don't get how can someone be a girly damsel-in-distress and a funky rocker chick at the same time? I just don't get her. But then again, they've only shown up to episode 50-plus around here so there's plenty of time to get to know Tea.
Perhaps I'm mentally equating her with Thea from Henrick Ibsen's Hedda Gabbler. Oops. My bad.
Oh, and one last thing. Review? Please? *fazy flashes pleading puppy dog eyes* (Damn alliteration! I must be reading too much Wynne-Jones!)
Summary: Tea (Anzu) and Yami Yugi make out. Events based loosely on episode 53, 'Dance Battle of Flame' where Yugi Muto gets concerned about his Other Self and sets the Other up for a date with Tea.
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Chapter 2.
They walked down the busy streets, blending into the crowd, letting themselves drift restfully along the current of people. It was nice to just be able to go where the tide brought them, not bothering for one instant where they were headed or what they would find there.
And it was working, or at least, it seemed to be. Already Yami looked so much calmer and more relaxed than she had seen him that day. "He looks almost happy," she thought, well pleased with herself.
It was amazing. They were actually enjoying themselves! She would never have guessed it, but this Yami, Yugi's other self, he was so fun to hang out with. The visit to the CD shop especially had been a blast. She never even imagined they would have the same taste in music, and together they had poured over the racks of music, trying them out on the self-manned players the shop provided, and fooling around with the player's headphones. But it was weird at the same time, chatting with the person she always knew as Yugi Muto yet knowing that the Yugi she was with at the moment was a thoroughly different person.
And then there were his eyes. Tea wondered why she'd never noticed them before, but this other Yugi's eyes were the eyes of a different person, so unlike that of her gentle, trusting Yugi. This other Yugi's eyes sparkled with wisdom and cunning. These eyes were the eyes of a man. "The eyes of a man," she murmured almost dreamily, then caught herself and mentally shook herself out of her stupor. But even as she looked around to show Yami the CD she was thinking of buying, she was frozen to the spot, pinned down as it were by that uncanny gaze of his.
He was looking at her the same way he did at the café. It was unnerving, and Tea shuddered. "Oh, come on, Tea!" she chided herself. "Get a grip!" But it was so difficult with that hypnotic gaze on her. Tea felt her hands tremble. It was terrifying, the way he pinned her down and held her immobile with his expressionless eyes: it was like falling into an abysm, falling and falling, down and down and down deeper, falling, forever falling down deeper into the dark foreboding blackness, and always at the bottom were the icy, blood covered spikes of his lost memory.
"Hey Tea!" he cried excitedly, snapping her out of her reverie. "Hey, Tea, check this one out," he said, holding up a CD. "You think Yugi would like it?" he asked, pressing the thin plastic casing into her hands. Tea looked at him blankly, more than a little disorientated.
"Come on, Tea," Yami pressed, misunderstanding her confusion. "The other Yugi-- the one you know from school-- my other self."
Tea shrugged. "I suppose so," she said weakly. "But Yami," she pressed, "shouldn't you know better? He is your other self after all."
"I guess. It's just that lately... Yugi's been acting all weird all of a sudden. It's like he doesn't really talk to me anymore. He's really quiet, you know, and I don't know what's going on. Hey, Tea maybe you can me find out. You're his friend, aren't you? It's just that... well... something's really bothering him, you know, and he wouldn't tell me what it is."
"Oh I'm sure Yugi's okay. He's probably just worried about you, that's all. It must be terrible not to know who you really are after all."
"It is," Yami agreed. "But it isn't," he insisted. "I don't mind, Tea. But Yugi does. He does... Yugi even offered to share his memories with me, you know, just so that I can make them mine. So that I'll have... well... something. But I don't need something. I'm okay with it, Tea. It doesn't bother me. But it bothers him. I don't mind not remembering my past. I just... I'd rather. I don't want know if that... knowing... means that we-- Yugi and I-- have to be separated. I don't want to have loose him."
"Why do you think remembering your past might separate you? I mean, not to be rude or anything, Yami. It's just that... why do you think so?"
Yami shrugged and shook his head. It was obvious he had no idea why he felt that way. Perhaps it was just an irrational fear? Perhaps. But Tea had enough experience to know to take it seriously. Sometimes intuition more reliable than cold hard facts.
"You really care about him, don't you, Yami." It was a statement.
Yami shrugged again. "He's my other self," he said simply and looked away, uncomfortable with the line of conversation.
Tea looked down at the CD in her hands. It was compilation CD, one of those irritating ones that were always being advertised on television, by the sort of band that combined new age with rage rock. What surprised her was the fact that most of the tracks had heavy Egyptian influence and she looked more closely at the compilation.
Sensing something, Yami peered over her shoulder. When he reached out a hand to angle the CD so that he could read it better, his arm brushed against hers and the same feeling thrilled down her spine. She shuddered, and looked up, and saw that he was staring frowningly at the millennium puzzle he wore around his neck. Slowly, his eyes rode up to meet hers, and this time, she was filled top to toe with such blind devouring lust that she was half convinced that it had to have been the work of an outside source ensorceling her with it's magic.
The world positively rocked beneath her feet, and through her swimming senses, she heard a sharp intake of breath. Yami step back as if he had been jolted, and for a fraction of a second, he looked totally aghast but then she blinked and when she next looked upon him he was as calm as ever. It was as if nothing had happened.
"Stupid dolt!" she screamed in her mind. "Tea, you hopeless imbecile! Yugi asked you to help him with his Yami's problems, not pile them up higher!" What was wrong with her! It was so bizarre, the way she was suddenly reacting to him. It had never happened before. "So why now?" she wondered.
Sighing, Yami replaced the CD on the rack. "Come on, Tea," he said wearily. "Let's get out of here. I need a bit of sun. It's too noisy and stuffy and it's giving me a headache, you know. Lets go get some air." He strode out without a backward glance, and nodding mutely, Tea followed.
It was such a relief to get back into the sunshine, and as the hot summer sun warmed her bones, Tea felt the cheerfulness return to her, and together they strolled on, past the bustling weekend crowd, pausing occasionally to laugh and admire the brightly coloured merchandise that called out to them merrily from the shop windows.
"Hey look!" Yami exclaimed, "I never knew there was a card shop here!"
"Oh really? Well, it just opened recently. Do you want to go inside?"
Yami flashed an incredulous grin as if to say there was never any question of his wanting to and promptly strode in. Laughingly, Tea followed.
The Yami inside the card shop was a like a different person completely, nosing through the rows and rows of starter decks and booster packs as if there were no tomorrow, almost child-like in his excitement. Tea grinned. She decided on the spot that she much rather preferred *this* 'Other Yugi' over the one who had scared her earlier at the café and in the CD shop.
"Hey, Yami!" she called out gaily, holding up a few packets of cards. "You done yet, Yami? I'm going to pay now, so if you wanna get anything, you'd better hurry up!" Yami looked up from where he was hovering over a display of rare cards and grinning, flashed her a thumbs up sign, and Tea was about to return the gesture when she felt the tremors come to her again.
"Oh God, no," she moaned inwardly as she grappled desperately to retain her senses against the surfacing lust. "Not again!" It was overpowering, and she found she was forced to hug an arm around her tummy and lean heavily against a shelf to keep herself from fainting from the weight of it.
"Come on, Tea," Yami said, suddenly, urgently, his voice biting harshly through the mists in her head. "Lets's split."
Without warning, he grabbed her firmly by the wrist and practically dragged her out of the shop, where frighteningly enough, the sunlight seemed to revive her, just as it did before. She looked up timidly at Yami, half afraid of seeing disgust or revulsion on his face. What she saw was thankfully not as bad as she expected, but only just marginally better. Yami towered before her, his face black as thunder.
He stared at her for awhile, angry, puzzled yet *searching* through her eyes for what seemed like forever, then abruptly caught hold of her wrist again and led her at a trot down the street.
They ducked into the first alley they came to.
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There. Chapter 2. Now I know I promised making out, and so far it hasn't yet, but they will. I promise. With chapter 4, I'm gonna have to up it to an R rating, but seeing as chapter 4's not up yet, a PG-13 is still sufficient.
And no. It's not Friday yet. I haven't had that effing Chinese test yet. And I really shouldn't be writing this, but I love Yu-Gi-Oh! too much. (Go Joey! You rock man! If only I can somehow get Joey & Tristan in! But they don't fit in anywhere in either the episode or this story so I cant use my fav character in my maiden YGO fic! *sob* )
And yes, if you guessed that I don't really admire Tea all that much, you're right. She's too weird if u ask me. I mean, not only is her name spelt 'Tea' instead of 'Thea', I just don't get how can someone be a girly damsel-in-distress and a funky rocker chick at the same time? I just don't get her. But then again, they've only shown up to episode 50-plus around here so there's plenty of time to get to know Tea.
Perhaps I'm mentally equating her with Thea from Henrick Ibsen's Hedda Gabbler. Oops. My bad.
Oh, and one last thing. Review? Please? *fazy flashes pleading puppy dog eyes* (Damn alliteration! I must be reading too much Wynne-Jones!)