Yugi stared at Anzu. Anzu stared back. They kept it up for a while until Yugi snapped out of his fazed state and asked, "What?"
"Do...do you remember that one day, when we were little, that we told each other I love you?" Anzu asked. Maybe Anzu was seeing things, because she just saw a golden light again. Yugi looked normal again as he answered her.
"Yeah! How could I forget?" Yugi laughed and let go to Anzu. Anzu sighed in relief, but her mind AND her heart was swarming with feelings. Yugi was the person, the person with the voice she desired. It troubled her. He sounded the that voice just a moment ago, but now he was his normal perky self. "We should get to school now, Anzu."
Anzu nodded. "Right."
Yugi held on to his backpack. "You had me and Yami scared there for a moment, Anzu."
Anzu stopped walking again. "Yami?" She asked. Spirit of the puzzle...that's right!
"Yeah. He likes to make sure you're okay." Yugi explained. Anzu leaned closer to Yugi, but was startled by the dark voice again. "Hello, Anzu."
Anzu could make out the changes from old Yugi from the new one. Sharper eyes, deeper voice, hair spikier. "So...you're Yami?" She asked, trembling.
Yugi, or should we say Yami, nodded. "Yugi told me good things about you, Anzu. You have a good heart." Yami smiled. Anzu smiled back.
"Thank you." Was the only thing she could get out. Yami nodded, holding on to one side of Yugi's backpack.
"We should get to school."
"Anzu...."
"She's a good friend huh, Yami?"
'Yes, she is."
"She's nice, smart, and pretty..."
'Yugi..."
"and she can make the best smoothies along with-"
"I got the point."
"Oh, sorry." Yugi apologized. Yami sat in Yugi's desk as the teacher droned on and on about stuff Yami really didn't need to know. His eye's wandered to every inch of the room. From the notices on the walls to the spider web in the corner, Yami saw it all. "Hey, Yami?"
"Yes?" Yami asked.
"Could you take notes on what she's saying? I might need it for a test." Yami pulled out a pencil and paper, but instead he found himself drifting off into his dreams...
Little prince Yami sat in his golden room, waiting. The sunlight made the gold shine and blind him. Yami perked as he heard his name being called.
"Yami-sama!" A little girl ran into his room, startling him at first. "Hi, Yami-sama!"
"Anzu!" Yami said happily. He lowered his voice. "You can call me Yami now." Anzu smiled and nodded. As nice and bubbly as she was, Anzu was still a simple girl. Yami had to keep her safe, seeing as she was his only friend.
"Right!" Anzu looked at Yami. "You're the best, Yami. I love you!" Anzu hugged him, then she grabbed a clay pot and ran out the room. "Come on, I have this fun game to show you!"
Yami blinked at the sound of that. "Uh, right!" Yami ran after her, grabbing his own clay pot.
"Mutou!" Yami awoke to a sharp voice. He blinked and looked at the very pissed teacher hovering by his side. "Detention." She said briskly before slamming a pink slip on his desk. Yami picked it up to read as the teacher went back to the front of the room. Everyone turned back to the front as Yami sighed. That's when he noticed a peice of paper on his desk.
Hi Yami!
So, have you found anything new about your past? I hope you find out your true orgins. Maybe I could help you! Just tell me if you need my help.
Love,
Anzu.
Yami looked up at Anzu, she was listening to the teacher. He pulled out his own peice of paper...
Hello Anzu.
Unfortunately, I haven't. Thank you for caring, and I would be happy if you could help me in any way.
Yami.
With a slick motion, he stuck the paper in Anzu's textbook. Now all he had to do was wait.
Review? Yes! Heh!
"Do...do you remember that one day, when we were little, that we told each other I love you?" Anzu asked. Maybe Anzu was seeing things, because she just saw a golden light again. Yugi looked normal again as he answered her.
"Yeah! How could I forget?" Yugi laughed and let go to Anzu. Anzu sighed in relief, but her mind AND her heart was swarming with feelings. Yugi was the person, the person with the voice she desired. It troubled her. He sounded the that voice just a moment ago, but now he was his normal perky self. "We should get to school now, Anzu."
Anzu nodded. "Right."
Yugi held on to his backpack. "You had me and Yami scared there for a moment, Anzu."
Anzu stopped walking again. "Yami?" She asked. Spirit of the puzzle...that's right!
"Yeah. He likes to make sure you're okay." Yugi explained. Anzu leaned closer to Yugi, but was startled by the dark voice again. "Hello, Anzu."
Anzu could make out the changes from old Yugi from the new one. Sharper eyes, deeper voice, hair spikier. "So...you're Yami?" She asked, trembling.
Yugi, or should we say Yami, nodded. "Yugi told me good things about you, Anzu. You have a good heart." Yami smiled. Anzu smiled back.
"Thank you." Was the only thing she could get out. Yami nodded, holding on to one side of Yugi's backpack.
"We should get to school."
"Anzu...."
"She's a good friend huh, Yami?"
'Yes, she is."
"She's nice, smart, and pretty..."
'Yugi..."
"and she can make the best smoothies along with-"
"I got the point."
"Oh, sorry." Yugi apologized. Yami sat in Yugi's desk as the teacher droned on and on about stuff Yami really didn't need to know. His eye's wandered to every inch of the room. From the notices on the walls to the spider web in the corner, Yami saw it all. "Hey, Yami?"
"Yes?" Yami asked.
"Could you take notes on what she's saying? I might need it for a test." Yami pulled out a pencil and paper, but instead he found himself drifting off into his dreams...
Little prince Yami sat in his golden room, waiting. The sunlight made the gold shine and blind him. Yami perked as he heard his name being called.
"Yami-sama!" A little girl ran into his room, startling him at first. "Hi, Yami-sama!"
"Anzu!" Yami said happily. He lowered his voice. "You can call me Yami now." Anzu smiled and nodded. As nice and bubbly as she was, Anzu was still a simple girl. Yami had to keep her safe, seeing as she was his only friend.
"Right!" Anzu looked at Yami. "You're the best, Yami. I love you!" Anzu hugged him, then she grabbed a clay pot and ran out the room. "Come on, I have this fun game to show you!"
Yami blinked at the sound of that. "Uh, right!" Yami ran after her, grabbing his own clay pot.
"Mutou!" Yami awoke to a sharp voice. He blinked and looked at the very pissed teacher hovering by his side. "Detention." She said briskly before slamming a pink slip on his desk. Yami picked it up to read as the teacher went back to the front of the room. Everyone turned back to the front as Yami sighed. That's when he noticed a peice of paper on his desk.
Hi Yami!
So, have you found anything new about your past? I hope you find out your true orgins. Maybe I could help you! Just tell me if you need my help.
Love,
Anzu.
Yami looked up at Anzu, she was listening to the teacher. He pulled out his own peice of paper...
Hello Anzu.
Unfortunately, I haven't. Thank you for caring, and I would be happy if you could help me in any way.
Yami.
With a slick motion, he stuck the paper in Anzu's textbook. Now all he had to do was wait.
Review? Yes! Heh!