Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! I'll admit it. Show some compassion!
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Anzu slammed the door to her bedroom. She was not happy…not happy at all. It was finally Friday and she was being dragged by Kaiba to his mansion. She could hear his gruff mumblings at she zipped up her stuffed duffle bag. She walked over to her bedroom door and opened it again, slamming it with such force the ballet picture on her wall almost fell off. Hearing him curse reminded her of the time her mother had caught her smoking. That was a surprise to Anzu since her parents were always away on business trips. But when her mother found out….boy did she blow her top.
But Even though she did, Anzu never did think her mom told her dad. But if he knew, he never let on. Maybe he though it was normal for a teenager. After all, he smoked. Whish was where Anzu stole her cigarettes in the first place. "I think it's his fault for having them in the same house as an impressionable teenager." She mumbled to herself, lifting her pack off the bed. But she couldn't shake the feeling she was forgetting something…
Her turned around slowly to let her eyes settle on two, shiny, coal black eyes the mirrored her own emotion. Of course! How could she be so dumb as to forget! She picked up a stuffed tiger that lay motionless on the bed. It was old. And white, worn to the point it looked almost gray, and the black stripes faded away, hardly visible unless one looked really hard.
"Cuddles…" He thumbs rubbed against it's rough fur. It's neck had been sewn on countless time showing abuse to the poor thing. Okay, so she had nightmares sometimes. Didn't everybody? She had a tendency to squeeze it too hard during these times. But sadly, she had to admit. It new everything about her. Its unmoving lips never told her secrets, never insulted her. Yet when she looked into its eyes it was like it calmed her. Like it was real, and there for her. Like a best friend.
Friend! Her heart ached as she gingerly placed Cuddles into her duffle bag. She had had to ignore her friends all week. It really hurt her. Honda seemed confused, Jou was just…confused and angry. And Yuugi? His eyes were so big and full of hurt…it made her heart break to see him like that…all of her friends. The kept trying to talk to her…get her to open up…but she had to ignore them. She never said one word to them that entire week. Or answered the countless phone calls she received. At least her parents weren't here…that would have made things worse.
A thought seemed to come to mind as she quickly lit a cigarette and threw the rest on her dresser. This would be the last time she'd get to smoke. She puffed and puffed on it till she though her lungs would explode without proper air.
"Damnit Mazaki!" Kaiba yelled from the living room. "Get down here now before I have to drag you myself!" What a jerk. She picked up her bag and opened her door. She stepped outside it and slammed it. That felt better. She hurriedly walked down the stairs to find a very agitated Kaiba.
"I'm here, you majesty." She gave a mock bow and took another puff of her cigarette. He walked outside.
"Hurry up. And put that damn thing out before you get in my limo." He watched as she locked the door and took one last, longing puff and dropped the bud, smashing it with the heel of her shoe. 'Man, cigarette buds go though so much abuse.' She though and followed Kaiba to his limo. Sure, going to his mansion was because of blackmail. But blackmail or not she would have went. Who passes up a chance to stay at a mansion?
"My cigarettes are behind my. I didn't take any." She said, breaking the silence that had fallen over the limo as they started off.
"Hn." He sat and looked out the window. 'Hn? What kind of of a reply is that?' She though, taking her eyes off him and closing them. What had she gotten herself into?
"Get up." A gruff voice snapped as Anzus eyes snapped open. What? Had she fallen asleep? "We're here." That voice was Kaibas. That means this wasn't a nightmare.
She stepped gingerly out of the limo, dragging her bag with her. He slammed the door shut and walked up to the rather large mansion and opened the doors. Anzu followed him in, not sure what to expect. She gasped as she looked around. It was like everything was made of marble. Clean, white and black marble. Kaiba ordered a maid to show Anzu to her room. Following orders she led Anzu to a large master bedroom.
"My name is Lily. I'll be your personal servant. If you need anything, just give me a call." The maid bowed and left the room after Anzu waved a hand of approval. Lily was an elder maid. It her 50's was Anzus guess. She seemed kind enough. But she didn't think She would need Lily. She didn't like the fact that Lily was a maid. Or as she said, servant. She didn't like that term in general at all.
She began putting her things away, laying cuddles on top of the bed. If Kaiba ever found out about him (A/N: Short, but I'm just going to start calling Cuddles a he instead of an it.) that would give him blackmail rights for the rest of her life. She collapsed on the bed and hugged Cuddles tightly, her mind going over the past week and the past hours. "I need a cigarette…"
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Weaver: How was it? Was it good? Please review. And to state copyright. I DO own Cuddles. He's laying on my bed right now. Anyway, good reading ;
