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So, I finally decided to update this long overdue story. Sorry, it took so long to get up the 3rd chapter to "Hi, That's Not My Sister", but I wanted to work and finish "Untitled Love" before I go work on my other series, but a burst of inspiration led me to doing this. And anyway, I already "Untitled Love" for the month. PLEASE REVIEW, AND ENJOY!!!!!!!! ^______^
Note (revised) :
Anzu Mazaki = Tea Gardner (ugh, hate that last name)
Katsuya Jounouchi (referred to as Jounouchi) = Joey Wheeler
Hiroto Honda (referred to as Honda) = Tristan Taylor
Shizuka Jounouchi (refers to Jounouchi by first name) = Serenity Wheeler
"i" talking
'i' thoughts
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Hi, That's Not My Sister
Chapter Three
Jounouchi's Residence
"Katsuya, did you finally ask Anzu out on a date today?" Frying greasy pork chops over a burning pan, Shizuka flipped the pork chops with a spatula, smirking at her brother Jounouchi who had just come home from Domino High School.
"No. That jerk Seto stepped in before I could even ask her. Plus, she was so busy studying for the math midterm tomorrow and she didn't want to listen to whatever I had to say."
Dumping his book bag onto the table- half zipped- the contents of his bag spilled onto the sparkling tiled floor now littered with old homework and a red sweater. Picking up the mess, Jounouchi stuffed it back into his bag, to remain there for another few months, as he now dragged the thing to the cupboard closet and finally laid it rest there.
"How did I ever survive living with you, Katsuya? You make a mess with even only your schoolbag." Flipping the pork chops yet again, as Shizuka sprinkled garlic and lemon juice over her new-bred creation, her now salivating older brother, leaned over the pan, sniffing the aromatic smell rather heavily with an evil glint in his eye, until the girl shooed him away.
"No food for you, just yet!! You may had healed my eyesight with the money you got from Duelist Kingdom, but I do not want you eating half-cooked meat!!" Laughing as Jounouchi imitated a whining dog with watery tan-blond eyes, Shizuka got back to cooking, one of her best skills and part of the reason why Jounouchi was overprotective of his sister.
"Aw man. I don't want to get myself sick either, anyway. But I don't know what to do about Anzu. Do I ask her again, and risk being rejected, or do I just lead her to the fact, day by day, and have Anzu realize it herself? I really do like her; and I do want her to be my girlfriend, or maybe even more."
"I didn't know you can be romantic. Anzu is bringing out the weird in you." Turning off the burning fire that powered the stove, Shizuka blew on the food, in an attempt to cool their snack faster, rather than laying the pan by the window and having flies get to the pork chops, which was what happened with Jounouchi a fateful week ago. And sadly ending with infested food, and other unmentionables.
"Yeah, I know. I even wrote a poem about her once!! Man, I'm getting crazy these days. Maybe this is what true love feels like. You think, Shizuka??"
"Let's talk about your love life later, brother, let's eat first!!" Setting the smoking pan down onto the dining table- a foldable hard plastic table with one too many burn marks from flaming cooking utensils- the light-chestnut haired girl passed out forks, a sly smile on her lips.
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Seto's Mansion
"There!! I'm finished!!!!!!"
"Finished with your studying, I presume?"
Popping his head through Anzu's bedroom door, the brunette shot the CEO a dirty annoyed look, before finishing the rest of her buoyant shout at her tawny painted wall with a opaque heart-shaped thing hanging from a center point of it.
"Look Seto, I finally finished my wall decoration!!! Doesn't it look kawaii!!! Took me weeks to finish!! And if you are about to ask me how's my studying going-"
"And are you done?" Perching himself against the slate-colored doorframe with a resolute look on his face, Seto sighed in concern for Anzu. Lately she had been procrastinating a great deal, and had abandoned school tasks for other things such as reading romance novels with suspected suggestive material in them. (Seto was not at all pleased with the fact that Anzu was slowly losing her purity through books and whenever he can, lecture her about them) Also, she was busy working on unnecessary junk and etcera. Which is until 10 PM, where Anzu will immediately rush to do her homework and fall asleep in the late hours in the morning, head between textbooks.
"Yes, LORD Seto Kaiba. You think I'll be so irresponsible not to study?? This is an important midterm here. Not to sound snippy."
"Apology accepted. Mokuba's going to be home in a few minutes, and I need to work on KaibaCorp research, so help him with his homework for me. Thanks. And that thing you made- don't make it for me for a birthday present." Leaving her room with a dramatic exit- a sweep of whirling trenchcoat- Anzu laid back down on her bed; a universe of tawny and rose, stocked with dozens of pillows, the girl grinned up at her wall décor, glistening bloody red from the use of bright acrylic paint.
'Sure, its meaning may be unclear to those like Seto, but it means a lot to me. My unbroken heart. Nobody shall dare lay a hand on it, but me.'
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Jounouchi's Residence
Nothing was more excruciating than typing out an anonymous love letter; particular to somebody you were serious about and not as a prank. As Jounouchi typed out the last remnants of his supposed love letter, clicking on the letters to make the words "From Yours Truly, Friend", beads of perspiration rolled down his cheeks; it was all nerve-racking to him. Reading it over, and generally pleased with how it came out, the blond printed it out. Starting, the Espon printer painstakingly produced the letter- typed out in Times New Roman, size 12- and taking it out of the machine, Jounouchi read it over again to make sure it was fine.
Dear Anzu,
I had liked you for a long time now- maybe too long. You are the first person I think about when I wake up in the morning, and the last person, when I go to sleep. You may only like me as a friend, but I know I can ultimately be the one for you. You give me a feeling of warmth and joy, and until I can get up the guts to ask you out in person, I will be somewhere, waiting for you.
From Yours Truly,
Friend
'God, this still sounds mushy even after 11 rewrites!!! Stupid brain is not functioning right! But it IS the best I can do…'
Folding the piece of paper carefully in half, Jounouchi cautiously slipped it into an envelope with "To Anzu, Urgent" written on the front in Shizuka's print, as Anzu didn't really knew his beloved sister that well, and in this case wouldn't exactly know her precise neat handwriting well, either. In fact, the letter was Shizuka's idea to snag Anzu, explaining the sly smirk she had on her face during snack with pork chops and BBQ sauce.
'This better work!'
TBC
A/N: So, what ya think? Will the love letter plan actually work? Will it backfired?? Will Seto ever have feelings for Anzu?? Find out next chappie!! Oh God, I sound so corny!! Will not update until I have at least 7 reviews!!!!! So please give me 7 reviews!!!!
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