Title: Kiss Me Quickly.
Summary: Tea (Anzu) and Yami Yugi make out. Events based loosely on episode 53, 'Dance Battle of Flame' where Yugii Muto gets concerned about his Other Self and sets the Other up for a date with Tea.
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Tea struggled to keep up with Yami's smooth gliding stride as he wove his way determinedly through the thronging mob of weekend shoppers. She had little choice; his long lithe fingers still twined themselves strongly around her slim wrist. Although she was panting for breath, alternating between jogging and brisk walking, she uttered not a single word of protest. Let Yami do what she wanted. She was too tired to care. The strange bouts of anxiety attacks-- for that was what she thought them to be-- had left her drained and exhausted.
Abruptly, Yami made a sharp right turn into a dim, musty alley following what she vaguely recognized as the route to the old abandoned factory he was trapped in just days before. Tea shuddered. The path was dark and chill, and already the cold was getting to her. And why would he go to the place that must hold such terrifying memories for him? Surely he wasn't trying to relive his moments in the fire, surrounded as he was by the burning flames before Joey and Tristan dragged him out?
But oh, the cold, the cold! The same burning cold that kept plaguing her that morning. It was unbearable. It possessed her! "Yami!" she gasped helplessly. "Yami, help me." She had to get back into the open. Whatever magicks that was affecting her, it only worked when she was enclosed, cut off from the sun. She had to tell him. She had to tell him that they needed to turn back.
Yami paused and turned around, looking at her for the first time since they walked from the shop. His eyes were wide and anxious, with just a flicker of panic in them. "Tea, are you okay?" For a moment, Yami's form wavered, almost as if he were trying to retreat back into the millennium puzzle, but he grew solid again in a hurry when her knees buckled under her. "Tea!" he called out in alarm, catching her as she fell. "Tea..."
Tea was light. Surprisingly light. Either that or Yami didn't know his own strength, for he was able to hold her up with little effort, long enough for her to struggle back to her feet. "Are you okay, Tea?" he said, concerned. "I don't know. Perhaps we should get you home. You don't seem to well today."
Tea nodded faintly. She didn't feel too good at all. Perhaps it was that stupid English paper she had stayed up all night studying for. Perhaps that was what was making her feel so feeble. Perhaps all she needed was a bit of a lie down and she would be as normal as ever. Perhaps. Probably. Yes, yes that must be it. She was just tired. Yami was right. It would do her good to get back and rest. She closed her eyes weakly and nodded...
... and was shocked to feel the hesitant warmth of his lips brushing against hers.
Startled, she pushed him away and stepped back, but apparently Yami was just equally as stunned as she was. Frozen in place with a bewildered look splashed across his features, he stared at her in wide eyed disbelief.
"What the..." he croaked. "What..."
And once again, she felt an icy hand clench its burning fingers around her heart, drowning her in the desperate hunger she had been forced to suffer through so many times that day. She swallowed hard and licked her lips nervously. "Yami?" she whispered, but he never heard her. No sound escaped her dry, parched throat.
Yami stood before her looking small and ashamed, his head bowed low, his proud shoulders drooping, and his eyes fixed on a dark withered line on the ground where the cement pavement had cracked. She saw him take a deep, ragged breath.
"Tea, I'm sorry," he said softly. Tea, I'm sorry, really I am. I didn't..." he continued but trailed off when he raised his head to look at her and saw the same blazing need burning in her eyes as well. His hands clenched of their own accord.
"Shit-Tea!" he hissed through his teeth, holding himself back. But it was too much, knowing that she wanted him with that same desperation he felt for her. Slowly but surely, he felt his resolve crumble. Oh sweet heavens, if only she wasn't looking at him like that, perhaps he could fight.
But... "Tea-Gods!" he cried as his resolve finally disintegrated. There was absolutely no way he could quell that fiercely burning desire that flamed within him. Grabbing hold of her shoulders, he shoved her roughly into the dusty brick wall of the alley and pressed his mouth so forcefully against hers that she felt her mouth fill with the coppery tang of fresh blood.
End of chapter 3.
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There. I know it's a short chapter but I cant help it. Sorry! And thanks for the reviews guys! *fazy hugs reviewers happily* You make my day! *grinz* Anyway, here it is. Chapter 3.
Basically what I had in mind are the chapter titles of a) the bit in the café, b) the bit in the shops, c) the bit in the alley, d) the bit they have sex, e) the bit in the arcade, f) the bit on the beach, g) the bit with the duel, and h) the final chapter.
There. Told you it was based loosely on the episodes. c",) So now that you know, you ken drop me a mail if the periods between chapters are too unbearably long, and I promise I'll get cracking. A little warning tho. Don't expect anymore updates till the 28th cos I'm starting my exams next week.
In the meantime, reviews would be nice. Really, *really* nice. The good Review Fairy will give you virtual milk and cookies... darn. I already used that line. =D
Summary: Tea (Anzu) and Yami Yugi make out. Events based loosely on episode 53, 'Dance Battle of Flame' where Yugii Muto gets concerned about his Other Self and sets the Other up for a date with Tea.
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Tea struggled to keep up with Yami's smooth gliding stride as he wove his way determinedly through the thronging mob of weekend shoppers. She had little choice; his long lithe fingers still twined themselves strongly around her slim wrist. Although she was panting for breath, alternating between jogging and brisk walking, she uttered not a single word of protest. Let Yami do what she wanted. She was too tired to care. The strange bouts of anxiety attacks-- for that was what she thought them to be-- had left her drained and exhausted.
Abruptly, Yami made a sharp right turn into a dim, musty alley following what she vaguely recognized as the route to the old abandoned factory he was trapped in just days before. Tea shuddered. The path was dark and chill, and already the cold was getting to her. And why would he go to the place that must hold such terrifying memories for him? Surely he wasn't trying to relive his moments in the fire, surrounded as he was by the burning flames before Joey and Tristan dragged him out?
But oh, the cold, the cold! The same burning cold that kept plaguing her that morning. It was unbearable. It possessed her! "Yami!" she gasped helplessly. "Yami, help me." She had to get back into the open. Whatever magicks that was affecting her, it only worked when she was enclosed, cut off from the sun. She had to tell him. She had to tell him that they needed to turn back.
Yami paused and turned around, looking at her for the first time since they walked from the shop. His eyes were wide and anxious, with just a flicker of panic in them. "Tea, are you okay?" For a moment, Yami's form wavered, almost as if he were trying to retreat back into the millennium puzzle, but he grew solid again in a hurry when her knees buckled under her. "Tea!" he called out in alarm, catching her as she fell. "Tea..."
Tea was light. Surprisingly light. Either that or Yami didn't know his own strength, for he was able to hold her up with little effort, long enough for her to struggle back to her feet. "Are you okay, Tea?" he said, concerned. "I don't know. Perhaps we should get you home. You don't seem to well today."
Tea nodded faintly. She didn't feel too good at all. Perhaps it was that stupid English paper she had stayed up all night studying for. Perhaps that was what was making her feel so feeble. Perhaps all she needed was a bit of a lie down and she would be as normal as ever. Perhaps. Probably. Yes, yes that must be it. She was just tired. Yami was right. It would do her good to get back and rest. She closed her eyes weakly and nodded...
... and was shocked to feel the hesitant warmth of his lips brushing against hers.
Startled, she pushed him away and stepped back, but apparently Yami was just equally as stunned as she was. Frozen in place with a bewildered look splashed across his features, he stared at her in wide eyed disbelief.
"What the..." he croaked. "What..."
And once again, she felt an icy hand clench its burning fingers around her heart, drowning her in the desperate hunger she had been forced to suffer through so many times that day. She swallowed hard and licked her lips nervously. "Yami?" she whispered, but he never heard her. No sound escaped her dry, parched throat.
Yami stood before her looking small and ashamed, his head bowed low, his proud shoulders drooping, and his eyes fixed on a dark withered line on the ground where the cement pavement had cracked. She saw him take a deep, ragged breath.
"Tea, I'm sorry," he said softly. Tea, I'm sorry, really I am. I didn't..." he continued but trailed off when he raised his head to look at her and saw the same blazing need burning in her eyes as well. His hands clenched of their own accord.
"Shit-Tea!" he hissed through his teeth, holding himself back. But it was too much, knowing that she wanted him with that same desperation he felt for her. Slowly but surely, he felt his resolve crumble. Oh sweet heavens, if only she wasn't looking at him like that, perhaps he could fight.
But... "Tea-Gods!" he cried as his resolve finally disintegrated. There was absolutely no way he could quell that fiercely burning desire that flamed within him. Grabbing hold of her shoulders, he shoved her roughly into the dusty brick wall of the alley and pressed his mouth so forcefully against hers that she felt her mouth fill with the coppery tang of fresh blood.
End of chapter 3.
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There. I know it's a short chapter but I cant help it. Sorry! And thanks for the reviews guys! *fazy hugs reviewers happily* You make my day! *grinz* Anyway, here it is. Chapter 3.
Basically what I had in mind are the chapter titles of a) the bit in the café, b) the bit in the shops, c) the bit in the alley, d) the bit they have sex, e) the bit in the arcade, f) the bit on the beach, g) the bit with the duel, and h) the final chapter.
There. Told you it was based loosely on the episodes. c",) So now that you know, you ken drop me a mail if the periods between chapters are too unbearably long, and I promise I'll get cracking. A little warning tho. Don't expect anymore updates till the 28th cos I'm starting my exams next week.
In the meantime, reviews would be nice. Really, *really* nice. The good Review Fairy will give you virtual milk and cookies... darn. I already used that line. =D