Disclaimer: I hate you disclaimer, why should I bother making you famous
when I could write my fic!!!!!!!! I do not own yugioh, and I am too broke
to.
Hiya, thanks for your support!!!!!!! I'm still a little bit upset, but not much now cause of you guys!!!!!!!! gifts for all of you!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If I know where you live and everything........x_x oh and I keep forgetting to add this, but the reason I got into seto/anzu was cause of ariocthevagrant!!!!!!!!!!!!!! His fic is GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!! If you're reading this, thank you!!!!!!!!!!! Now on with the ficcie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plus you may see a sequel for the master and the apprentice soon. ^_________________^
Note:
Anzu Mazaki = Tea Gardener
Jounouchi Katsuya = Joey Wheeler
Honda Hiroto = Tristan Taylor
Shizuka Katsuya = Serenity Wheeler
Sugoroku Motou = Yugi's grandpa
Thoughts: ' '
Talking: " "
Transition to next viewpoint: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Chapter 9
Walking listlessly out in the rain, Seto sneezed. His clothes and hair were soaking wet, and sticked to his skin, but he didn't care. He had asked Mokuba's bodyguard to stay overtime with his brother, while he went into the wet, foggy depths of continuous raindrops. He had finished his work already, his mind still arguing with his heart. Seto was a stubborn man; he wouldn't admit a single thing until he had all the evidence and facts that he could get. The evidence was dead clear that he liked Anzu, but being cold-hearted and reclusive all these years, he didn't had the guts to face it like it was. He stopped at a certain neighborhood, peering around its corners and houses that stood there taking on the rain head on. Then Seto recognized it; it was Anzu's neighborhood.
'But all places I had to walk to walk into, it's here!!!!!!! Am I really that out of it cause of her??' Seto walked a few more steps, in the front of Anzu's home. Gazing at it, he felt a longing to invite himself in and chat with her, but realizing what was he thinking, he looked down at the asphalt ground into a deep puddle, reflecting his dripping face.
'This is me, Seto Kaiba. A soaked-through, rich, arrogant, 17-year old teenager. I don't deserve to live on this earth. Or ever be with Anzu, or have parents.' A tear dropped from his eye and into the puddle, creating ripples going outward. Seto sneezed again, feeling a little bit on the faint side and cold. He closed his opened trenchcoat, and his feet guided him to the front porch of the house. Collapsing on to the seat, luckily made under a sunroof, he put his right head on his forehead, feeling his temperature. His head was unusually warm, just as Seto predicted. He had a fever and a cold.
'Damn, of all times to get sick!! What am I going to do!!??' Seto was too tired, so he sat there listening to the rain drops come down onto the house. It was in a weird way relaxing and yet annoying. He felt a need to rest, so he can escape from the harsh reality he was in, and into a world where he could be by himself forever without a care in the world.
'So much this world had done for me.........' And he slipped into unconsciousness.
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"Finally, the rain stopped. It's been pouring for hours!!" Anzu was in the kitchen, watching out of the back window, as the rain slowed down to a small drizzle, to nothing. The sun peeked out from a slit between the gray clouds, bringing the summer heat back to daily circulation. Anzu had changed from her school uniform, into a yellow t-shirt with bold blue letters, "SPIRIT", on it, plus blue denim shorts. Having a peeled pear in her right hand, she bit into it, walked into the living room and plopped herself down onto the couch to enjoy the snack.
'Nothing to do here........they don't really show the greatest t.v. shows on Thursday, I played on the computer for 2 hours, and cleaned up the rest of my room. Maybe I should go to the Turtle Game Shop, and hang out with Yugi.' Finishing her pear, Anzu walked back into the kitchen and dumped the core into the garbage can, and washed her hands in the sink to get rid of the sticky substance.
Her sapphire necklace ever so sparkled into the light, and Anzu blushed. Yami was too generous to give the valuable little thing to her. WAY too generous. Opening the front door silently, there were puddles everywhere on the street, the grass choking on the rainwater. The temperature was still a bit unnatural for late June, but at least it was cool. The floorboards of the porch seemed weirdly wet and muddy, though it had been under the sunroof. It was leading to the white painted seat that her dad had made with her bare hands. It was a little bit more to the right of the house, so Anzu cautiously walked there, keeping in mind that the mud and water could be footprints from a killer or a criminal.
'It's now or never.............I lived a long and good life, and it ends here now..........' Her blue-topped velcro sneakers made the floorboards squeak slightly, and Anzu flinched at the sound. (the porch is built a little above the ground) And her eyes widened greatly at who she saw sitting there, when she got there.
"S-S-Seto!!??" Her mouth was barely able to choke out his name. He was just.......there, his cheeks a scarlet hue, and clothes dripping wet.
'I should help him.........NO!! Remember the words he said to you, Anzu. He told you to stay out of his business, and I will. But........he looks like he have a fever..........And if he does, I can't allow to just let him stay out here like this!!! That wouldn't be like me, not helping a sick one in need. That's it, I'm helping him!' She went to his side, and trying her absolute best, lift the teen up, and she did, with a huge burden on her shoulders.
'He's so heavy!!!!! I'm not even sure I can make it up the stairs to my room!!'
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Slowly twisting the sky blue washcloth into the bathroom's porcelain sink, to get rid of the warm water stored in it, Anzu sighed to herself. How did she get into this mess? One day, Seto was having a tantrum about her intruding into his privacy, and the next day, she found the guy lying on her porch with a fever. What more ways to break his solitary rules? Anzu opened up the cold water, and let the washcloth drink it up. She was worried. Seto's fever was at a pitiful 104 degrees, and there were already 5 attempts to cool him down.
'If I don't lower it down soon, he's going to get even more sick then there's nothing nobody can do for him. But why am I so worried for the jerk? He hates me, I hate him, well I should be feeling that right now.........Maybe it's because he's sick. Yeah, he does looks more vulnerable than he ever did in his life.' Shutting off the water, she returned to her room, where she had laid Seto at her bed, and carefully put the cold cloth on his forehead. Anzu touched his still-red cheeks.
'They're still warm, but not as much. He's finally cooling down.' Sitting down on the bed right next to him, she turned her mind to other things, while keeping a constant check on Seto's temperature.
'If the others know that I have Seto at my house, they're all going to scream at me, especially Jounouchi. But Yami.............He's a perfectly reasonable person, and he doesn't overreacts at all. And he's so smart........But me and him.........that's a fantasy that won't ever come true. No matter what.' A tear rolled down her face, and onto Seto's side of his face. (I woulda used cheek, but I hate it when I reuse words too much) And a jolt was followed.
"Mom, don't cry.........It was my fault that Dad died, not yours, please......." Apparently, Seto was sleeptalking, and Anzu looked at him to see what else he would say.
"No, no........don't leave too.......Mokuba needs you.......Mom......MOM!!!!!!!!!!!!" And he sat up in bed, beads of sweat from the fever trickling down his neck. Not in the nightmarish dream anymore, he slowly relaxed and turning his head around in all directions, his dark azure eyes saw a glimpse of Anzu in the west direction.
"Are you........feeling better??"
A/N: uhhhhhh............this chapter is plain stupid. Though the plot here had been overused to an extent, I still used it anyway. And now I wished I didn't. and anyway I'm still posting this up anyway, since summer is drawing to a close, and after summer I can't use the computer anymore. Please r/r, while I go type my ccs story, and NO FLAMES!!!!!!! Ja ne for now.....man I gotta finish my summer hw!!!!!!!!!!!
~ ~ * Shinaka * ~ ~
Hiya, thanks for your support!!!!!!! I'm still a little bit upset, but not much now cause of you guys!!!!!!!! gifts for all of you!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If I know where you live and everything........x_x oh and I keep forgetting to add this, but the reason I got into seto/anzu was cause of ariocthevagrant!!!!!!!!!!!!!! His fic is GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!! If you're reading this, thank you!!!!!!!!!!! Now on with the ficcie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plus you may see a sequel for the master and the apprentice soon. ^_________________^
Note:
Anzu Mazaki = Tea Gardener
Jounouchi Katsuya = Joey Wheeler
Honda Hiroto = Tristan Taylor
Shizuka Katsuya = Serenity Wheeler
Sugoroku Motou = Yugi's grandpa
Thoughts: ' '
Talking: " "
Transition to next viewpoint: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Chapter 9
Walking listlessly out in the rain, Seto sneezed. His clothes and hair were soaking wet, and sticked to his skin, but he didn't care. He had asked Mokuba's bodyguard to stay overtime with his brother, while he went into the wet, foggy depths of continuous raindrops. He had finished his work already, his mind still arguing with his heart. Seto was a stubborn man; he wouldn't admit a single thing until he had all the evidence and facts that he could get. The evidence was dead clear that he liked Anzu, but being cold-hearted and reclusive all these years, he didn't had the guts to face it like it was. He stopped at a certain neighborhood, peering around its corners and houses that stood there taking on the rain head on. Then Seto recognized it; it was Anzu's neighborhood.
'But all places I had to walk to walk into, it's here!!!!!!! Am I really that out of it cause of her??' Seto walked a few more steps, in the front of Anzu's home. Gazing at it, he felt a longing to invite himself in and chat with her, but realizing what was he thinking, he looked down at the asphalt ground into a deep puddle, reflecting his dripping face.
'This is me, Seto Kaiba. A soaked-through, rich, arrogant, 17-year old teenager. I don't deserve to live on this earth. Or ever be with Anzu, or have parents.' A tear dropped from his eye and into the puddle, creating ripples going outward. Seto sneezed again, feeling a little bit on the faint side and cold. He closed his opened trenchcoat, and his feet guided him to the front porch of the house. Collapsing on to the seat, luckily made under a sunroof, he put his right head on his forehead, feeling his temperature. His head was unusually warm, just as Seto predicted. He had a fever and a cold.
'Damn, of all times to get sick!! What am I going to do!!??' Seto was too tired, so he sat there listening to the rain drops come down onto the house. It was in a weird way relaxing and yet annoying. He felt a need to rest, so he can escape from the harsh reality he was in, and into a world where he could be by himself forever without a care in the world.
'So much this world had done for me.........' And he slipped into unconsciousness.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Finally, the rain stopped. It's been pouring for hours!!" Anzu was in the kitchen, watching out of the back window, as the rain slowed down to a small drizzle, to nothing. The sun peeked out from a slit between the gray clouds, bringing the summer heat back to daily circulation. Anzu had changed from her school uniform, into a yellow t-shirt with bold blue letters, "SPIRIT", on it, plus blue denim shorts. Having a peeled pear in her right hand, she bit into it, walked into the living room and plopped herself down onto the couch to enjoy the snack.
'Nothing to do here........they don't really show the greatest t.v. shows on Thursday, I played on the computer for 2 hours, and cleaned up the rest of my room. Maybe I should go to the Turtle Game Shop, and hang out with Yugi.' Finishing her pear, Anzu walked back into the kitchen and dumped the core into the garbage can, and washed her hands in the sink to get rid of the sticky substance.
Her sapphire necklace ever so sparkled into the light, and Anzu blushed. Yami was too generous to give the valuable little thing to her. WAY too generous. Opening the front door silently, there were puddles everywhere on the street, the grass choking on the rainwater. The temperature was still a bit unnatural for late June, but at least it was cool. The floorboards of the porch seemed weirdly wet and muddy, though it had been under the sunroof. It was leading to the white painted seat that her dad had made with her bare hands. It was a little bit more to the right of the house, so Anzu cautiously walked there, keeping in mind that the mud and water could be footprints from a killer or a criminal.
'It's now or never.............I lived a long and good life, and it ends here now..........' Her blue-topped velcro sneakers made the floorboards squeak slightly, and Anzu flinched at the sound. (the porch is built a little above the ground) And her eyes widened greatly at who she saw sitting there, when she got there.
"S-S-Seto!!??" Her mouth was barely able to choke out his name. He was just.......there, his cheeks a scarlet hue, and clothes dripping wet.
'I should help him.........NO!! Remember the words he said to you, Anzu. He told you to stay out of his business, and I will. But........he looks like he have a fever..........And if he does, I can't allow to just let him stay out here like this!!! That wouldn't be like me, not helping a sick one in need. That's it, I'm helping him!' She went to his side, and trying her absolute best, lift the teen up, and she did, with a huge burden on her shoulders.
'He's so heavy!!!!! I'm not even sure I can make it up the stairs to my room!!'
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Slowly twisting the sky blue washcloth into the bathroom's porcelain sink, to get rid of the warm water stored in it, Anzu sighed to herself. How did she get into this mess? One day, Seto was having a tantrum about her intruding into his privacy, and the next day, she found the guy lying on her porch with a fever. What more ways to break his solitary rules? Anzu opened up the cold water, and let the washcloth drink it up. She was worried. Seto's fever was at a pitiful 104 degrees, and there were already 5 attempts to cool him down.
'If I don't lower it down soon, he's going to get even more sick then there's nothing nobody can do for him. But why am I so worried for the jerk? He hates me, I hate him, well I should be feeling that right now.........Maybe it's because he's sick. Yeah, he does looks more vulnerable than he ever did in his life.' Shutting off the water, she returned to her room, where she had laid Seto at her bed, and carefully put the cold cloth on his forehead. Anzu touched his still-red cheeks.
'They're still warm, but not as much. He's finally cooling down.' Sitting down on the bed right next to him, she turned her mind to other things, while keeping a constant check on Seto's temperature.
'If the others know that I have Seto at my house, they're all going to scream at me, especially Jounouchi. But Yami.............He's a perfectly reasonable person, and he doesn't overreacts at all. And he's so smart........But me and him.........that's a fantasy that won't ever come true. No matter what.' A tear rolled down her face, and onto Seto's side of his face. (I woulda used cheek, but I hate it when I reuse words too much) And a jolt was followed.
"Mom, don't cry.........It was my fault that Dad died, not yours, please......." Apparently, Seto was sleeptalking, and Anzu looked at him to see what else he would say.
"No, no........don't leave too.......Mokuba needs you.......Mom......MOM!!!!!!!!!!!!" And he sat up in bed, beads of sweat from the fever trickling down his neck. Not in the nightmarish dream anymore, he slowly relaxed and turning his head around in all directions, his dark azure eyes saw a glimpse of Anzu in the west direction.
"Are you........feeling better??"
A/N: uhhhhhh............this chapter is plain stupid. Though the plot here had been overused to an extent, I still used it anyway. And now I wished I didn't. and anyway I'm still posting this up anyway, since summer is drawing to a close, and after summer I can't use the computer anymore. Please r/r, while I go type my ccs story, and NO FLAMES!!!!!!! Ja ne for now.....man I gotta finish my summer hw!!!!!!!!!!!
~ ~ * Shinaka * ~ ~