Hey Hey!! This will be my second fanfic. And before I go into anymore
detail: I DO NOT ANY THING! You read right, as of right now I don't know
which anime I will be using. So this will be a surprise to everyone
including myself. Note: As for my first fic, I must not chase the boys, I
was slighty drunk and it was 1 in the morning, so I'm sorry for its
strangeness. ~ This will be continuation of my first fic~ And I stick to
the warning that I can not spell. So please forgive me for any
misspellings.
I have decided on Yugioh.
Disclaimer: I do not Yugioh! *sobs* I do however own the first four volumes of the manga. I'm such a good little consumer.
I also like to swear a lot, so most(all) my storys will carry a "R" rating. Besides, it makes writing much more flexable. Yeah, and this chapter contains some masturbation. I don't know why I wrote it but I just typed it. _ So you have been warned. Also this will be a squeal to "I Must Not Chase the Boys" =^^=
I am calling out an SOS. Since it is finals week my brain has been devoid of ideas for this fic. I got the first chapter as I wanted it, but I'm a little lost to the following chapters, so please give me ideas. *bows* Thank you minna-san!!!
*word* means thoughts. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____
Anzu's POV:
Beep....beep...beep.....*slam*
Sleepy blue eyes peered at the now silent alarm clock in hate. "I hate you", she told the damn thing.
"uuuggg...." she moaned. "I have to go to work today."
As she closed her eyes, she remembered the events of last night. *Thats right, I beat Yami at DDR. Gods it felt so good to dance like that. I felt free of everything for those precious moments. I think they finally understand that I don't like being protected. If felt great to break free from my life.*
She sighed, realizing that she had to get out of bed soon. *Damnit.* She pushed the covers off her body and sat up.
"Ugghh..." she groaned.
As she stood up, she experienced a moment of dizzyness. *Must have been all the drinking I did last night*
After she got out of bed, she went downstairs to make herself breakfast. "Ah, good ol' miso soup" she said outloud.
After cleaning up breakfast, Anzu went to take a shower. *Ah, this hot water feels so good.* she thought. As she washed herself, her hands slipped lower until she was stroking herself. *I wonder what it would feel like to have sex.* she wondered, as she carassed herself. She moaned as she climaxed.
*Well time to get dressed for work. I wonder if Tracy is going to be ther.....* she paused after she realized that Tracy wasn't going to be there.
"OH shit!! That's right. RRGGGHHH!!! I have to pull a double shift tonight. Damn you Tracy!" (A/N: Please if your name is Tracy don't get offened. ^^;; It was the only name that came to mind.) Shouted Anzu. "Hurray....my day just got a whole lot better.", she complained as she got dressed for work.
It was nothing special, since it was bar and there was no real dress code other than look decent. A pair of khakis and a black t-shirt with the words "Comfort the disturbed Disturb the Comfortable" with a pair of sneakers.
As she walked out the door of her apartment, she looked at her car keys fondly. The keys in and of themselves were nothing special however the car they went to was. Anzu had begged and pleaded her father for the past year to give her his old '63 Stingray. After much hestiation and promises to take care of it, he finally handed over the keys. It was a soft blue with all leather interior, manual and best of all, hers. She had feel in love with it several years ago, when her father had taken her to her most important dance recitial in it.
When she finally got into her car, she reminded herself that she had class tomorrow. After she had been turned down for Dance school in New York (and crying for a week) she realized that she would have a better chance if she already had some schooling done before she tried again. Luckly for her, her school was down the street from her work place, the local bar where she was bartender.
After parking her car in the parking lot next to the bar, she headed into work.
"Ohaiyo minna-san!" she chirped when she walked in.
"Ohaiyo" came the replies.
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"Alright everyone! Last chance to buy drinks!" shouted the manager.
Anzu breathed a sigh of relief. Work had been really busy today so it went by kinda quick for which she was grateful. She had been on her feet for about 15 hours today and all she wanted to do was take one of their prized bottles of sake, warm it and drink it at her leizure in a hot bath.
*I am soo getting drunk tonight. It'll help me forget how long I had to work today.* Anzu thought.
"A double shot of vodka" a slight slurred voice broke into her personal musing.
"One double shot coming up" she commented dryly.
As the random customer slurped his drink down, getting most of it on his chin, she glaced over that the door and for a brief moment thougth she saw a flash of whiteish hair and platium blonde hair. She blinked and it was gone when she looked again.
"That'll be 210 yen for the double' she told her customer. (35yen = $1) He threw down 300 yen and left the bar. Anzu's eyes widened some, she hadn't got that much of tip all night. She shrugged, figuring he was too drunk to tell how much he put down.
"Goodnight minna-san! We are now closing!" belted the manager. Anzu could have sobbed in relief at going home. She turned around, grabbed a bottle of sake and put some money in the drawer for it. Time to go home.
"Ja Ne minna-san!" she yelled as she left.
As she walked to her car, Anzu got the strangest feeling that she was being watched, but when she looked around she couldn't spot anyone, so she shruged her shoulders and got in her car. She didn't hear the motorcycle that was following her.
After she stopped the car and turned it off, she again got that weird feeling, glacing around first to make sure, she still didn't see anyone. Grabbing the bottle of sake and the last shards of her sanity, she made her way to her apartment. As she opened the door, something...no someone slammed into her and she dimly heard her door shut and the quiet click of the lock being bolted. Gaining her wits and breath, she finally looked up and saw that it wasn't just someone but TWO people that had slammed into her. Gritting her teeth, she growled,"What the hell do you two want!?" She was finally able to sit up.
Bakura and Marik looked at her with amusement and a hint of lust simmering in their insane eyes. Bakura was wearing blue jeans and the infamous blue and green stripe shirt, while Marik was wearing baggy tan pants with a black muscle shirt. Anzu's mouth with dry as she glared at the two men, and mind briefly meandered over her thought that morning about what it would feel like to have sex. She nearly jumped out of her skin when they finally spoke.
"Why we wish nothing more than to play with you, Anzu" purred Marik.
Bakura smirked,"You ARE ,after all, our favorite toy."
Anzu eyes narrowed and her hands clinched tighter and realized that she was still holding the sake bottle. Feeling more bold then she had in years, she smiled at her them.
"How about a drink boys? I have the best sake available." all of a sudden she feet started throbbing, she gritted her teeth. " It's not like I had any plans to take a relaxing bath tonight. I'm Miss Fucking Friendship, why should I care if you two are here to bother me!" she snapped.
Bakura and Marik narrowed their eyes at her random-ness but then they smirked at her faux pas.
"Do you mind if we join you?" smirked Bakura. "Yes, after all, it would be impolite not to" grinned Marik.
Anzu's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when she realized her mistake, however, not one to back down when cornored. "Sure, why the hell not? But how about we have a few drinks first?" she asked. "I just got done pulling a double shift and my feet are killing me." _________________________________________________________________________
Yeah, I know this is kinda short but like I said earlier, I'm running low on creativy right now! I'm pretty satified with this chapter but I still think its missing something. *shrugs* But I can't think of what it could be. Oh well. =^^= Please R&R!!!!!
I have decided on Yugioh.
Disclaimer: I do not Yugioh! *sobs* I do however own the first four volumes of the manga. I'm such a good little consumer.
I also like to swear a lot, so most(all) my storys will carry a "R" rating. Besides, it makes writing much more flexable. Yeah, and this chapter contains some masturbation. I don't know why I wrote it but I just typed it. _ So you have been warned. Also this will be a squeal to "I Must Not Chase the Boys" =^^=
I am calling out an SOS. Since it is finals week my brain has been devoid of ideas for this fic. I got the first chapter as I wanted it, but I'm a little lost to the following chapters, so please give me ideas. *bows* Thank you minna-san!!!
*word* means thoughts. ____________________________________________________________________________ ____
Anzu's POV:
Beep....beep...beep.....*slam*
Sleepy blue eyes peered at the now silent alarm clock in hate. "I hate you", she told the damn thing.
"uuuggg...." she moaned. "I have to go to work today."
As she closed her eyes, she remembered the events of last night. *Thats right, I beat Yami at DDR. Gods it felt so good to dance like that. I felt free of everything for those precious moments. I think they finally understand that I don't like being protected. If felt great to break free from my life.*
She sighed, realizing that she had to get out of bed soon. *Damnit.* She pushed the covers off her body and sat up.
"Ugghh..." she groaned.
As she stood up, she experienced a moment of dizzyness. *Must have been all the drinking I did last night*
After she got out of bed, she went downstairs to make herself breakfast. "Ah, good ol' miso soup" she said outloud.
After cleaning up breakfast, Anzu went to take a shower. *Ah, this hot water feels so good.* she thought. As she washed herself, her hands slipped lower until she was stroking herself. *I wonder what it would feel like to have sex.* she wondered, as she carassed herself. She moaned as she climaxed.
*Well time to get dressed for work. I wonder if Tracy is going to be ther.....* she paused after she realized that Tracy wasn't going to be there.
"OH shit!! That's right. RRGGGHHH!!! I have to pull a double shift tonight. Damn you Tracy!" (A/N: Please if your name is Tracy don't get offened. ^^;; It was the only name that came to mind.) Shouted Anzu. "Hurray....my day just got a whole lot better.", she complained as she got dressed for work.
It was nothing special, since it was bar and there was no real dress code other than look decent. A pair of khakis and a black t-shirt with the words "Comfort the disturbed Disturb the Comfortable" with a pair of sneakers.
As she walked out the door of her apartment, she looked at her car keys fondly. The keys in and of themselves were nothing special however the car they went to was. Anzu had begged and pleaded her father for the past year to give her his old '63 Stingray. After much hestiation and promises to take care of it, he finally handed over the keys. It was a soft blue with all leather interior, manual and best of all, hers. She had feel in love with it several years ago, when her father had taken her to her most important dance recitial in it.
When she finally got into her car, she reminded herself that she had class tomorrow. After she had been turned down for Dance school in New York (and crying for a week) she realized that she would have a better chance if she already had some schooling done before she tried again. Luckly for her, her school was down the street from her work place, the local bar where she was bartender.
After parking her car in the parking lot next to the bar, she headed into work.
"Ohaiyo minna-san!" she chirped when she walked in.
"Ohaiyo" came the replies.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Alright everyone! Last chance to buy drinks!" shouted the manager.
Anzu breathed a sigh of relief. Work had been really busy today so it went by kinda quick for which she was grateful. She had been on her feet for about 15 hours today and all she wanted to do was take one of their prized bottles of sake, warm it and drink it at her leizure in a hot bath.
*I am soo getting drunk tonight. It'll help me forget how long I had to work today.* Anzu thought.
"A double shot of vodka" a slight slurred voice broke into her personal musing.
"One double shot coming up" she commented dryly.
As the random customer slurped his drink down, getting most of it on his chin, she glaced over that the door and for a brief moment thougth she saw a flash of whiteish hair and platium blonde hair. She blinked and it was gone when she looked again.
"That'll be 210 yen for the double' she told her customer. (35yen = $1) He threw down 300 yen and left the bar. Anzu's eyes widened some, she hadn't got that much of tip all night. She shrugged, figuring he was too drunk to tell how much he put down.
"Goodnight minna-san! We are now closing!" belted the manager. Anzu could have sobbed in relief at going home. She turned around, grabbed a bottle of sake and put some money in the drawer for it. Time to go home.
"Ja Ne minna-san!" she yelled as she left.
As she walked to her car, Anzu got the strangest feeling that she was being watched, but when she looked around she couldn't spot anyone, so she shruged her shoulders and got in her car. She didn't hear the motorcycle that was following her.
After she stopped the car and turned it off, she again got that weird feeling, glacing around first to make sure, she still didn't see anyone. Grabbing the bottle of sake and the last shards of her sanity, she made her way to her apartment. As she opened the door, something...no someone slammed into her and she dimly heard her door shut and the quiet click of the lock being bolted. Gaining her wits and breath, she finally looked up and saw that it wasn't just someone but TWO people that had slammed into her. Gritting her teeth, she growled,"What the hell do you two want!?" She was finally able to sit up.
Bakura and Marik looked at her with amusement and a hint of lust simmering in their insane eyes. Bakura was wearing blue jeans and the infamous blue and green stripe shirt, while Marik was wearing baggy tan pants with a black muscle shirt. Anzu's mouth with dry as she glared at the two men, and mind briefly meandered over her thought that morning about what it would feel like to have sex. She nearly jumped out of her skin when they finally spoke.
"Why we wish nothing more than to play with you, Anzu" purred Marik.
Bakura smirked,"You ARE ,after all, our favorite toy."
Anzu eyes narrowed and her hands clinched tighter and realized that she was still holding the sake bottle. Feeling more bold then she had in years, she smiled at her them.
"How about a drink boys? I have the best sake available." all of a sudden she feet started throbbing, she gritted her teeth. " It's not like I had any plans to take a relaxing bath tonight. I'm Miss Fucking Friendship, why should I care if you two are here to bother me!" she snapped.
Bakura and Marik narrowed their eyes at her random-ness but then they smirked at her faux pas.
"Do you mind if we join you?" smirked Bakura. "Yes, after all, it would be impolite not to" grinned Marik.
Anzu's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when she realized her mistake, however, not one to back down when cornored. "Sure, why the hell not? But how about we have a few drinks first?" she asked. "I just got done pulling a double shift and my feet are killing me." _________________________________________________________________________
Yeah, I know this is kinda short but like I said earlier, I'm running low on creativy right now! I'm pretty satified with this chapter but I still think its missing something. *shrugs* But I can't think of what it could be. Oh well. =^^= Please R&R!!!!!