Disclaimer: Still on my Christmas list.

LATER EDIT. I used to have the lyrics of Tokyo Girl interspersed within this text, and it fit really nicely, but then had to go and damn outlaw songfics. This chapter now officially has half the effect it once did, if not less than that. And that, my friend, sucks.

Atemu woke up in the afternoon and yawned, taking in his surroundings. He was back home. On the couch, but home. Christmas had passed four days ago, and Yugi had slowly but surely gotten over Anzu, also managing to get a date to the Kaiba Corporation Christmas Eve dance in the form of Rebecca Hawkins.

"Atemu?" he heard a light voice ask. He turned to see Yugi staring down at him from over the other side of the couch.

"Hi Yugi. What time is it?"

The small boy came around the couch and sat down in a chair. "About three-fifteen."

Atemu groaned and stretched uncomfortably. His stomach was still sore from what the people at the hospital had done to it by infecting it with their hospital food, and from the now-wearing-off flu.

"Anzu was over earlier studying with me. She said to call her if you felt all right when you woke up. Maybe you should use the opportunity to ask her out," he suggested, offering a weak smile as the older boy coughed in understandable shock.

"All right there 'Temu?" Sogoroku asked, coming into the living room.

"Yeah, Yugi just... never mind."

"Oh, I don't know if Yugi told you or not, but Anzu was just over a while ago and she asked if you'd give her a call when you woke up. You know, I think this would be a good opportunity to ask her out," Sogoroku stated, leaving the room.

"..." Now Atemu was more than appropriately freaked out.

Ding! Dong!

"I'll get it," Yugi said, getting up and answering the side door. He opened it and looked up into bright blue eyes.

"Hey, Yugi," Anzu greeted him.

"Hi! Back so soon? I haven't seen you in like... five minutes!"

"No, I forgot my purse, I think."

"Oh yeah, it's on the kitchen table. And so are your schoolbooks."

"Sorry. I was a little... you know... out of it... You know how you have those zone-out days sometimes?"

He smiled his understanding. "Nah, that's fine. Come on in." She followed him in and removed her shoes.

"Hi Anzu," Atemu greeted her from the couch.

"Hey, you're up! How are you?"

"Better than I was, I suppose. I haven't got a fever or anything anymore, I'm just tired. But personally, I'd like to go outside. I haven't been since before Christmas and I feel fine really, it's Jii-chan that's against it."

"Have you ever gone ice skating?"

"Ice skating? Where you put those shoes with metal on your feet and slide over ice?"

"That would be it."

"No, I haven't."

"Would you like to try it? I could show you. And your Jii-chan would let you, I've already asked him. He said he knew you'd say yes, just to wait until you woke up."

"That would be cool."

"So... when?"

"Whenever you'd like."

"How about... we could go now, if you wanted. There's this great place near the center of town. Mai told me about it. They've got music and a food stand and everything."

"Sure."

Twenty Minutes Later:

Anzu had already tied the laces of her white figure skates and was helping poor Atemu with his.

"Here, like this, see? The string crosses like this... you tie it tight... and then you're done! You're ready!"

Atemu tried to stand up on a pair of rented hockey skates, but immediately fell over backwards into a bank of snow next to the skating pond. Music blasted from outdoor speakers nearby as many people glided merrily along in a circle, some showing off more advanced moves in the center of the pond.

Anzu laughed and stooped down to help the Atemu up, holding his hands tightly. "You'll get it."

He smiled. "It's a good thing snow is soft."

"But the ice won't be so kind. Come on."

She led him onto the frozen pond. It was brisk out, but not too cold. She was in stylish beige corduroy bell-bottomed pants and a fluffy white jacket, light tan gloves on her hands and a white hat pulled over her ears. Atemu was in dark jeans and a black jacket, with black gloves. They looked like total opposites, yet fit together perfectly.

"Okay, so what you do is just push with your feet, but don't give it too much force or you'll end up flat on your stomach and run over by someone else. Try it."

Atemu gulped and gave a small push on one of his skates, desperately clinging to Anzu's hand.

"That's good. Okay, just keep doing that."

He did so, and he was happy when they began to gain speed.

"Wow, that's good. I'm going to let go of your hand now, and just keep doing that." She let go but stayed by his side, though she soon realized that it was unnecessary. He wasn't tripping at all, rather gliding along as smoothly as if he's been skating since age two. He, apparently, didn't know this, so he turned around sharply and started skating backwards, skates tracing curved lines in the ice as he searched for Anzu's eyes.

"Am I doing it the right way?" he asked worriedly, checking over his shoulder to make sure he back-skated the curve of the pond without falling into the snowbank.

"..."

"Anzu? Am I doing all right?"

"Uh... Are you SURE you've never done this before?"

"Yes. How could I? It never got anywhere near this cold in Egypt."

She smiled. "You're good."

"Thanks. This feels so cool."

"Doesn't it?" I have absolutely no idea how he got so good... oh well. I'll just 'embrace the moment' then...

The song blasting on the outdoor speakers changed to a more upbeat one. Cheers came from the skaters. They liked the tempo, and soon everyone had paced their strides to match it.

Tokyo girl, Tokyo girl...

"Oh, I love this one!" Anzu exclaimed. "Let's dance to it, come on!"

He was puzzled. "How?"

"Come on, you're amazing on ice. You just jumped up and spun around, and landed perfectly. You can dance too."

"But it's ice."

"Then... let's ice-dance to it. I know you can do it. Come on." She took his hand.

"What do I do?"

"Whatever feels natural. Just think of how you'd dance to this song, and put it under your feet," she murmured, and closed her eyes.

"Uh... don't you want to open your eyes?"

"No. You lead."

He did.

More of Tokyo Girl.

He smiled and took her left hand in his left and her right hand in his right and guided her into a position next to him, their arms forming a crisscross pattern. His feet and heart raced as one as they took the curve around the edge of the pond at a flying speed. She now opened her eyes.

"Wow... you're good. I didn't think of that one."

"What did you have in mind?"

More of Tokyo Girl.

He thought about how Anzu compared to the song. 'Language is so hard to learn'... hmm... I wonder if maybe I can talk to her through dancing... If it were a language, she'd be fluent...

His feet traced a neat pattern underneath his body as he brought Anzu closer to himself. She smiled at his careful touch and wrapped her arms around his neck. He turned quickly and began to skate backwards, lost in her eyes. He was only half conscious of the world around him.

More of Tokyo Girl.

Thoughts spun around in Atemu's head faster than the spiral he had led the girl into. They swirled around at light speed, Anzu trusting him not to get anyone killed as he held her lightly around the middle. She really is no 'one you'll ever know'... she's amazing...

More of Tokyo Girl.

"You are," he murmured aloud, closing his eyes for a brief moment and allowing the world to swallow him up, putting complete trust to his feet.

"What, are you comparing me to the song or something?" she asked playfully.

"I am comparing you to the nonexistent girl in the song. She might as well be you. And that's a compliment."

"Thanks..."

More of Tokyo Girl.

Now they were so close he could feel her soft breath on his cheek. 'Destiny,' eh? Worth a shot... I should know all about destiny... I don't know if this is written in a stone somewhere, but-

Ending of Tokyo Girl.

He kissed her softly as the music ended and they finally came out of spiraling. A soft smile played around her lips as she put pressure on one of her skates and they swerved off the pond and into a snowbank. When he finally broke away, she opened her eyes and locked her cerulean gaze into his crimson.

"I dearly hope your flu germs are all gone, or else I expect you to hold up my hair when I start to barf."

The End

So there you have it, folks. Hope you all liked it!

ShadowXAngel, I did continue... with the ending, lol. Hope you liked it and thanx for the review!

Thanks, Macduff's Mistress!

SpiritPuppyLuvrs, nothing much happened at the Christmas party. Yugi danced/possibly made out with Rebecca, Kaiba... he can have a dance with Shizuka... Jou... I'll make him have danced with Mai... . Well... I think that this one sort of killed any hopes you had for good suspense... oh well. Thanks for all your great reviews!

norestar-angel, thanks for reviewing so loyally!

AREZAL, I know, I'm so mean to poor little kawaii-to-no-end Yugi. -sigh- But he gets someone his own height, and Atemu gets Anzu! My plan has worked! lol. Thanks for reviewing!

And so ends the epic saga that is Christmas Dreams.

Peace Out,
Eki