Everything
By: ChocolateEclar
Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! or anything that has to do with the anime/manga.
Claimer: I fully own Ichidou Yachitose and her family, Mrs. Suteki Iyashii, Suteki's deceased father and mother, Ryougi, Karei, Sumizome, Komayaka Mada-Tafunesu, Ke-ki and her gang, Miss Jishi, Nenriki "Riki," Tomobito, Kurisutaru "Kuri" Susume, and Nekura Kyouran. Please don't use them in any form without my permission.
To Curtis Zidane Ziraa: By the time you reviewed I had already written a little Mokuba and Seto part for this chapter. ^__^ Its later on in the chapter. Anyhow, thanks again for the review!
Duel Six: Meeting AnzuIchidou was glad she had the pleasure of seeing Mrs. Iyashii's face as she shut the door. It lifted her spirits considerably when she recalled this over the following weeks when she was in a rut. The school term was beginning and, as such, at eleven thirty in the morning in the beginning of September, Ichidou, Riki, and Kuri had lunch together in the school cafeteria.
Ichidou was teasing Riki about his replies to their history teacher's questions. "Amazing, Riki. I never knew there's such era as the 'unsociable period.' "
"Ehh, heiseijidai, heisa period. They sound the same to me so who cares?" Riki retorted good-naturedly.
"Don't you think it's important that you know the eras?"
"Non," replied Riki.
"You're hopeless," muttered Ichidou, sighing.
During the squabble, Kuri was fidgeting in her seat, occasionally moving her chair causing the metal legs to scrape on the smooth floor. Finally, Ichidou, who had never known her osananajimi to be particularly anxious, turned to her and asked, "What's up with you, Kuri?"
"Oh!" yelped Kuri, as she was jolted out of her reverie. "Sorry, Ichi," she apologized. "'Just daydreaming."
Ichidou nodded, but she still eyed Kuri questioningly. She tugged on the chain of the Millennium Puzzle as she found herself often doing when she was tense or concerned.
"I gotta go see Mrs. Dangou, ladies. Sayonara," explained Riki as he stood up and straightened his blue school jacket.
"Me too. Sayonara, Ichidou," vociferated Kuri, following Riki.
"Umm… Okay. Bye?" mumbled Ichidou as they left her alone. She grinned as she watched Riki walk away causing a blush to spread across her face. She turned away and thought, 'I can't believe I'm actually thinking about Riki like this.'
"You'll get used to such thoughts," whispered Yami as he appeared in her soul room.
Ichidou chuckled and smiled at him roguishly. "So, did you have a crush back in Ancient Egypt… Wait, come to think of it, do you even know what a crush is?"
"I've shared the body of two people now, one of which was once a teenager and you," answered the Pharaoh. "Naturally, I've heard much of such topics."
"But you didn't answer my first question," pried his young aibou.
"I did," said Yami, turning away. There was a finality in his tone so strong Ichidou couldn't have asked anything further even if she had wished to.
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"'Seto, she's back. 'Want me to throw her out?" Mokuba Kaiba asked his oniisan as he stepped into Seto's office.
Seto Kaiba sighed and assented, "Do as you wish with Mrs. Iyashii, Mokuba."
He glanced up at Mokuba, who grinned and said, "Perfect."
Seto waited for his ototo to exit before he turned his attention back to the latest Kaiba Corp. virtual reality game design. He soon discovered he couldn't concentrate on the project anymore for the time being and looked up. His gaze met the opposite wall where, to the left of the door, were hung eight picture frames. Three were filled with certificates the company and Seto himself had won while the last quintuplet were photographs.
One was of a young Mokuba and himself, both of which were standing in front of the tall Kaiba Corporation building with its many glass windows gleaming in the sunlight. Seto's azure trench coat was rippled in certain places and Mokuba's long black hair was blown to his right indicating it had been a blustery day.
The photo to the right of it was of ten young adults. They all were Yugi and Anzu Mutou, Jounouchi and Mai Katsuya, Honda and Shizuka Hiroto, Ryou Bakura, Otogi Ryouji, and Seto and Mokuba Kaiba. It was obvious Seto was mocking Jou who was being held back by Shizuka and Mai while the others chuckled. The Millennium Puzzle glinted in the sunlight from its position resting on Yugi's chest. It was a strange thing indeed to think of the ancient treasure with anyone but Yugi. 'But it is,' Seto reminded himself. 'Its with some teenage girl.'
He glanced at the picture directly underneath the other two to see a child-version of Mokuba grinning back at him. He was bundled up in a blue and gray scarf, and his long hair was plastered with snow.
The snapshot to its left was one of a young adult Mokuba and his wife, a pretty young woman adorned in a shimmering pure white wedding dress. Mokuba was wearing a crisp tuxedo and smirking, his lengthy hair tied back. His new wife, Amai, had long auburn curls that had been piled up on top of her head beneath a white veil. Nowadays, Amai was commonly found in the office she shared with her goshujin, her hair long turned white with age and her face worn. Mokuba and her grown jison were frequent visitors at Kaiba Corp. One of her son's, whose name was Odayaka, actually worked at the company and, as such, was seen the most often.
To the right of the picture of the newly weds was actually a photo of Mokuba, Amai, Odayaka and his three younger kyoudai, their "Uncle Seto," Odayaka's wife, Mokuba and Amai's four grandchildren, and one very young great-grandson of Mokuba and Amai's. Most of them had either brown or black hair except Odayaka who had his mother's red curls. All of them were posing in Odayaka and his wife's cozy living room.
Seto couldn't help but smile for a moment before he was thrusted back into the present by the sounds of hollering. He immediately recognized Mokuba, Mrs. Iyashii, and, his secretary, Miss Jishi's voices.
"Ma'am, you can't go in there!" shouted Miss Jishi.
"Suteki, get out!" Mokuba hollered.
"I have to talk to him! This is the fate of the world we're talking about here!" screamed Mrs. Iyashii.
Seto sighed and went over to his office door. He opened it and said evenly, "If you're through with your mindless jabbering, Mrs. Iyashii, you can take your leave now."
"You don't understand!" shrieked Mrs. Iyashii as Mokuba shoved her roughly towards the elevator.
"Sir, I believe Mr. Kaiba will need assistance in removing Mrs. Iyashii from the premises," said Miss Jishi, brushing back a flaxen lock of hair as she addressed Seto.
Seto nodded, turning back to his office. "Call security. Tell them Suteki Iyashii is never allowed inside Kaiba Corp. ever again," he explained, shutting the door behind him.
"Yes, Sir," agreed the young secretary as she picked up the cream-colored telephone lying on her desk.
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Ichidou was sitting at the wooden kitchen table doing her mathematics homework that evening when the telephone rang. Baaaaaling! Ling! Ling! Baaaaaling! Ling! Ling! She pushed off from the table and went over to the phone that was hanging next to the backdoor. She lifted it off its cradle and said, "Moshimoshi?"
"Is Ichidou Yachitose there?" asked an elderly female voice.
"That's me."
"Ahh. Hey, my name is Anzu Mutou and I was wondering if you and Yami would like to meet me to talk about the Millennium Puzzle," admitted the woman bluntly.
Ichidou could "feel" Yami stir within his soul room at the mention of Anzu and himself. "Should we?" she asked the Pharaoh through their private link.
"Yes. She is Yugi's wife and a friend of mine," replied Yami, not even bothering to open his violet eyes as he leaned against the wall Ichidou found him most often resting against.
"Alright," Ichidou replied out loud to Anzu. "Where should we meet you?"
"Do you know where Taishita Café is?" Anzu queried.
"Yea. The new one in Tokyo, right?"
"Exactly. Can you be there at one thirty tomorrow?" questioned Anzu.
"Sure," Ichidou answered, snatching a piece of scratch paper off the kitchen counter and scribbling some notes.
"Great. See you then!"
"Sayonara," and with that said both of them hung up.
"Yami?" Ichidou asked, appearing at the metal door before the King of Games' soul room. 'Its more like a soul chamber or dungeon,' she corrected herself as she pushed open the door to see levels upon levels of stone corridors, antechambers, and trapdoors.
Yami was sitting against the wall to her left, bathed in darkness. The only light came from his eerily bright amethyst eyes, which were now open and gazing at her steadily. When Ichidou entered the chamber it was suddenly immersed in light causing her to squint. When her eyes were properly adjusted she stepped over to her aibou and asked, "Yami, what's Anzu like?"
It was a few moments before Yami replied simply, "She's absolutely pure of heart, loves to dance, and is a somewhat good duelist."
"That doesn't tell me much, but alright," said Ichidou as she plopped down next to him and rested her back against the wall. "Cou-Could you teach me Duel Monsters? I mean, I'm all right, but you and Yugi were like the best duelists, right?" stammered Ichidou.
"If you wish such," Yami whispered.
He was even more subdued than was the norm. "Is something wrong?" she inquired worriedly, her face scrunched up in trepidation. The connection between them was radiating an emotion too close to despair for her peace of mind to be at ease.
"No," answered Yami. "I'm just…remembering."
"Oh."
They sat in silence for a several minutes before Ichidou could take the stifling flavor of it no more. "Was that woman who came here awhile ago really Anzu and Yugi's granddaughter?" she asked, trying desperately to start up a conversation.
"Yes," was her only answer.
Ichidou sighed and hung her head. 'Ever the King of Concealment,' she mused. 'Or atleast the King of Monosyllables.'
Yami could "sense" his partner's dejected state and his frown deepened. He remained silent though and eventually Ichidou left.
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It was Saturday and at one o'clock Ichidou took a bus to Taishita Café, a little snack bar in Tokyo. Once inside, with Yami's help, she spotted Anzu Mutou, a wrinkled woman with wisps of gray hair framing her face. Her long legs were crossed and one hand rested on her smooth navy skirt as her other hand lay on the speckled tabletop.
"Ma'am?" inquired Ichidou hovering nervously next to the table.
"Ooi! You must be Ichidou," exclaimed Anzu, grinning. "I'm Anzu Mutou."
"Hajimemashite,*" said Ichidou, sitting down in an intricately backed chair opposite Anzu. (A/N: Hajimemashite=How do you do? or Nice to meet you*)
"Ah. It's nice to meet you as well. I've been longing to meet you and to talk with Yami. May I speak with him for a moment?" inquired Anzu, eyeing the Millennium Puzzle.
"Al-Alright," consented Ichidou. Warily Ichidou shifted into her own soul room as Yami acquired control over her body. From the outside the only notable difference to Anzu, as the Pharaoh took over Ichidou, was Ichidou's brown hair, which was now streaked with blonde and her green eyes, which had become a prominent purple.
Another alteration was noticed when Yami began to talk through Ichidou's body. Ichidou's voice was definitely deeper. "How are you, Anzu?" he asked.
"I'm great, Yami. How've you been? Is it a big change being with someone else?" said Anzu.
"It is."
"I'm sure. I mean, now you share a teenage girl's body," laughed Anzu.
Inside, Ichidou blushed right up to her hair and muttered an expletive as Yami nodded.
"I must tell you, part of why I decided to meet you was because of my magomusume, Suteki," continued Anzu. "You see, she wants quite desperately to acquire the Millennium Items. She's been pestering Seto for years until he gave the Puzzle to Ichidou and now I'm positive she'll be on her tail."
"Wait a minute!" interrupted Ichidou, regaining control of her body in one strong motion. She leaned forward, her hair now returned to it norm and asked, "She already came to my house a few weeks ago!"
Anzu's eyes widened and she queried, "Nani?!"
"She tried to pay me off for the Puzzle," explained Ichidou.
"Oh great…" Anzu mumbled sardonically.
Yami, who had been thrusted back into his soul room so forcefully that he had fallen onto his rear, now got back to his feet and disappeared in a flash. He rematerialized in Ichidou's soul room and gave her a faint glower at her treatment of him.
"Oh, er. Sorry, Yami," apologized Ichidou within the room. Outside, she said to Anzu, "So she's persistent, huh?"
Anzu nodded and sighed. She placed her head on her hand, her elbow bent and resting on the tabletop. "'Always has been. 'Worse since she's been married though."
"Well, she's not getting the Puzzle!" said Ichidou with conviction.
Anzu chortled and smiled. "'Good to hear just don't let anyone but your most trusted relatives and friends even touch it. Yugi learned that the hard way."
"Alright," replied Ichidou.
In a flash of light, her hair was highlighted in gold and Yami was back. "Don't worry, Anzu," he said.
Anzu's grin widened and she said, "'Just be careful, 'kay?"
"We will do," said Ichidou, repossessing her body with a smirk.
Anzu chuckled and commented, "Already got the mind shuffle down to a tee I see."
Yami smiled and his aibou mirrored it with an ease that was almost alarming to Anzu and quite frankly unnerving to the King of Games.
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A/N: Sorry this took so long, but I'm
A) LAZY!!! And…
B) I've been having too much fun reading other people's fanfics I've neglected my own again. -__-
Iyami: Teinousha.
Choccy: =P
A/N: Here are all the translations for this chapter:
Heiseijidai=Heisei period (1989-) (Choccy: As some of you may know, in Japan years are classified by what emperor was ruling at each era in time. Currently, we're in the Heiseijidai, or Heisei period. Because my fanfic takes place in the future, they're in a different era and therefore are learning about previous ones. ^_^)
Heisa=closing, closure, shutdown, lockout, unsociable
Non=no
Osananajimi=childhood friend
Oniisan=older brother
Goshujin=husband
Jison=children and grandchildren
Kodomotachi=children
Kyoudai=siblings
Moshimoshi=hello (on phone)
Taishita=considerable, great, important
Name Translations:
Dangou=consultation
Amai=generous, indulgent, easy-going, sweet, fond of
Odayaka=calm, gentle, quiet
A/N 3: Please, please, review! ^_____^ Arigatou.
Iyami: *yawn*
Choccy: *pout*
Iyami: *snort* -__-;;
Choccy: Ehem. -_- As I was saying, sayonara!
