Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, or any of its characters.
WHY DOES LOVE HURT
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Mumbling under her breath, Anzu shifted beneath the silk linen covers, licking her chapped lips before she rolled onto her side, facing away from the unknown light source that began to irritate her eyes. A soft tap began to echo throughout the hallway, causing her to groan out in irritation as she grasped her temples with a whimper.
" What's that noise........?" She murmured out with a slight slur as she sat up and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands. Sighing softly she glanced at the clock, absently reading the numbers before tossing the blankets off her and climbing out of the beds confinement.
Wait.....bed? How'd she end up in her bed? Quizzically she stopped affront the door, struggling to remember last night before she had fallen asleep outside with Malik. Was it possible he had been sincere enough to carry her inside and take her upstairs and tuck her in bed? The thought confused and thrilled her at the same time. A faint pink hue overlapped her cheeks as she walked aimlessly out of her room and downstairs. It was impossible for Bakura to have woken and known she was outside asleep, so that left only him. She smiled as she successfully descended down the stairs.
' Guess I'll have to find out.' Yawning she lifted her arms above her head, cupping her hands above her as she arched back, stretching her lithe body before smiling lazily. Upon entering the living room she immediately spotted Bakura, chest rising with each breath as he remained slumbered. Sighing with relief she headed to the window, lifting it up and allowing the recent scent of rain and sakura trees to flood into the cool house. Slowly she walked up to Bakura, taking the slightly damped cloth off his temples before feeling his forehead with her right palm.
' Oh good......he doesn't have a fever anymore.' Smiling she pulled her hand away before gasping as Bakura snatched her wrist in his hand, chocolate eyes opening slowly with a irritated flicker.
"... What are you doing woman?" He drawled, studying her features intently.
" Just checking your temperature." She replied, heeding the distant look in his brown orbs. A moment of silence passed, both unaware of what to do or say as each stayed still before the tomb robber suddenly turned to her with a vague smirk.
" No-one has ever treated me as nice as you have Mazaki.......it annoys me," He began. " But...for some odd reason I don't mind it." Slowly he released her arm, before looking at her.
" I know...." Confusedly she gazed down at him with an arched brow. " Know what?" She questioned aloud, unable to control her curiosity as she prodded him to reply. A flash of white bolted through his opaque eyes as he turned away and looked up towards the ceiling.
" You love him....." Nibbling her lower lip she stood up, laughing nervously as she placed her hands on her hips.
" Perhaps you aren't getting better. Your beginning to hallucinate." She stated with a soft, feminine laugh, her nervousness evident as he once again reached out and grabbed her arm, sitting upright as he jerked her down forcing her to sit on the table beside the sofa.
" Your a pathetic lier Mazaki." Sighing she rested her arms atop her legs. " Is it that obvious?"
Smirking he released her wrist from his grasp lying back down with a low chuckle. " Don't tell me you actually thought it wasn't?" Frowning she turned her head to the side, facing the other portion of the lower house as her features became solemn.
" I know its wrong......and if Yugi and the others found out....they wouldn't want to be my friends anymore... and I don't want that." She confessed, wrapping her arms around her waist as she averted her eyes down.
" Are you ashamed to love someone who was once so cruel Mazaki? I didn't think you were one to be so shallow." He notified with a smug smirk.
" Your right.....this whole thing has been plaguing me forever and....and I need to get it off my shoulders and tell the others." She stated confidently before rising and preparing to leave.
" Do you really love him?" Bakura questioned as she halted affront the stairs, never taking her eyes off the rail.
" I do....and even though it may be unconditional....I need to tell them. You understand right, Bakura?" She turned to him, hair shifting with the swift movement. Propping his right leg up he tilted his head up with a sly smirk.
" Not really Mazaki. That sappy romance stuff doesn't exactly cope well with me.." He replied.
" I knew you'd understand." She stated with a smile before jogging hurriedly up the stairs
Malik quietly shut the door upon hearing her run up the stairs, before turning around and pressing his back against the door frame. Sighing she looked at Malik's bedroom door, inhaling sharply before she neared it.
" I might as well tell him where I'm going..." She mumbled nervously before walking up to his door and preparing to knock.
" So.....she really does love me...." He stated stoically before growling and slamming his fist in the wall, head bowed as he cursed her existence.
" If it weren't for her I'd be able to proceed with the plan......its all her fault I've been stalling....I could have easily had that little idiotic Pharaoh good and gone!" He spat. " I won't let weak emotions get the best of me! I am Malik Ishtar and no-one will get in my way, not even that girl!"
Anzu froze, hand still raised in the air before she swallowed deeply, trying to intake the crude words. ' I-I must be hearing things........right? He can't mean all that.....I know he cares for me.....doesn't he?' Bitterly she smiled to herself as she walked backwards, away from his door.
" It was all...a lie than? To get to Yugi.....how could I.....how could I be so stupid!" Sobbing she covered her eyes as she ran down the stairs and outside, slamming the door behind her. Malik opened his door and peered out quickly catching a glimpse of Anzu's retreating figure as she ran outside, sobbing audibly.
' Was it possible she heard? No.......she couldn't have....could she?' " Shit!" Quickly he raced down the stairs.
Ryou looked up from the book he was currently reading upon hearing the feminine cries nearing him. Mouth agape he watched as the brunette swiftly ran past him, evidently heading outside.
" ...Anzu!?" Clumsily he got up from the sofa and quickly walked to the door, struggling to catch up with her. Opening the door he saw her silhouette saunter hastily towards the intersection. Shouting her name in a raspy pitch frantically he prepared to exit the house before gasping as he felt a pair of hands shove him into the wall.
" Where did she go!?" Malik demanded, skidding his body higher up the wall as he growled in irritation.
" I said where did she go you fool!?" Malik spat, clutching Ryou's collar tightly. " I-I don't know...she just stormed out....without saying anything..." He mumbled out hastily as he fumbled to untangle Malik's hands from his shirt. Aimlessly he released the white haired boy as he looked ahead with a sudden look of worry on his face as he headed out and followed the recent path Anzu had taken.
' I don't care if my yami thinks I am weak.....I have to find her!'
Anzu ran down the sidewalk before spotting Yugi's gift shop a few blocks away. Breathing harshly she began to walk across the intersection before hearing a faint voice calling her from afar.
"....Malik.....?" Stopping mid-way she turned around, vaguely spotting Malik from a distance as he shouted her name with......fear? Anzu laughed at the thought. He didn't even like her......he probably wanted to mock her now that he knew she really did love him. ' Why does love have to hurt.......?' She thought as she blankly watched him race towards her. ' Why do I have to be put through so much pain......?' Knitting her brows she watched as he raised his hand and placed it affront him, as if trying to catch something that had begun to fall.
" Anzu! Anzu look out!" He screamed frantically as he watched the truck near her. She remained in place, eyes opaque as she looked at him with grim curiosity, unable to hear what he was saying.
Snapping from her reverie she caught the last few words from his phrase before she turned her head to the side with an almost fearful look..........
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Authors note: Who loves cliffhangers?............I do! *smiles evily*
WHY DOES LOVE HURT
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Mumbling under her breath, Anzu shifted beneath the silk linen covers, licking her chapped lips before she rolled onto her side, facing away from the unknown light source that began to irritate her eyes. A soft tap began to echo throughout the hallway, causing her to groan out in irritation as she grasped her temples with a whimper.
" What's that noise........?" She murmured out with a slight slur as she sat up and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hands. Sighing softly she glanced at the clock, absently reading the numbers before tossing the blankets off her and climbing out of the beds confinement.
Wait.....bed? How'd she end up in her bed? Quizzically she stopped affront the door, struggling to remember last night before she had fallen asleep outside with Malik. Was it possible he had been sincere enough to carry her inside and take her upstairs and tuck her in bed? The thought confused and thrilled her at the same time. A faint pink hue overlapped her cheeks as she walked aimlessly out of her room and downstairs. It was impossible for Bakura to have woken and known she was outside asleep, so that left only him. She smiled as she successfully descended down the stairs.
' Guess I'll have to find out.' Yawning she lifted her arms above her head, cupping her hands above her as she arched back, stretching her lithe body before smiling lazily. Upon entering the living room she immediately spotted Bakura, chest rising with each breath as he remained slumbered. Sighing with relief she headed to the window, lifting it up and allowing the recent scent of rain and sakura trees to flood into the cool house. Slowly she walked up to Bakura, taking the slightly damped cloth off his temples before feeling his forehead with her right palm.
' Oh good......he doesn't have a fever anymore.' Smiling she pulled her hand away before gasping as Bakura snatched her wrist in his hand, chocolate eyes opening slowly with a irritated flicker.
"... What are you doing woman?" He drawled, studying her features intently.
" Just checking your temperature." She replied, heeding the distant look in his brown orbs. A moment of silence passed, both unaware of what to do or say as each stayed still before the tomb robber suddenly turned to her with a vague smirk.
" No-one has ever treated me as nice as you have Mazaki.......it annoys me," He began. " But...for some odd reason I don't mind it." Slowly he released her arm, before looking at her.
" I know...." Confusedly she gazed down at him with an arched brow. " Know what?" She questioned aloud, unable to control her curiosity as she prodded him to reply. A flash of white bolted through his opaque eyes as he turned away and looked up towards the ceiling.
" You love him....." Nibbling her lower lip she stood up, laughing nervously as she placed her hands on her hips.
" Perhaps you aren't getting better. Your beginning to hallucinate." She stated with a soft, feminine laugh, her nervousness evident as he once again reached out and grabbed her arm, sitting upright as he jerked her down forcing her to sit on the table beside the sofa.
" Your a pathetic lier Mazaki." Sighing she rested her arms atop her legs. " Is it that obvious?"
Smirking he released her wrist from his grasp lying back down with a low chuckle. " Don't tell me you actually thought it wasn't?" Frowning she turned her head to the side, facing the other portion of the lower house as her features became solemn.
" I know its wrong......and if Yugi and the others found out....they wouldn't want to be my friends anymore... and I don't want that." She confessed, wrapping her arms around her waist as she averted her eyes down.
" Are you ashamed to love someone who was once so cruel Mazaki? I didn't think you were one to be so shallow." He notified with a smug smirk.
" Your right.....this whole thing has been plaguing me forever and....and I need to get it off my shoulders and tell the others." She stated confidently before rising and preparing to leave.
" Do you really love him?" Bakura questioned as she halted affront the stairs, never taking her eyes off the rail.
" I do....and even though it may be unconditional....I need to tell them. You understand right, Bakura?" She turned to him, hair shifting with the swift movement. Propping his right leg up he tilted his head up with a sly smirk.
" Not really Mazaki. That sappy romance stuff doesn't exactly cope well with me.." He replied.
" I knew you'd understand." She stated with a smile before jogging hurriedly up the stairs
Malik quietly shut the door upon hearing her run up the stairs, before turning around and pressing his back against the door frame. Sighing she looked at Malik's bedroom door, inhaling sharply before she neared it.
" I might as well tell him where I'm going..." She mumbled nervously before walking up to his door and preparing to knock.
" So.....she really does love me...." He stated stoically before growling and slamming his fist in the wall, head bowed as he cursed her existence.
" If it weren't for her I'd be able to proceed with the plan......its all her fault I've been stalling....I could have easily had that little idiotic Pharaoh good and gone!" He spat. " I won't let weak emotions get the best of me! I am Malik Ishtar and no-one will get in my way, not even that girl!"
Anzu froze, hand still raised in the air before she swallowed deeply, trying to intake the crude words. ' I-I must be hearing things........right? He can't mean all that.....I know he cares for me.....doesn't he?' Bitterly she smiled to herself as she walked backwards, away from his door.
" It was all...a lie than? To get to Yugi.....how could I.....how could I be so stupid!" Sobbing she covered her eyes as she ran down the stairs and outside, slamming the door behind her. Malik opened his door and peered out quickly catching a glimpse of Anzu's retreating figure as she ran outside, sobbing audibly.
' Was it possible she heard? No.......she couldn't have....could she?' " Shit!" Quickly he raced down the stairs.
Ryou looked up from the book he was currently reading upon hearing the feminine cries nearing him. Mouth agape he watched as the brunette swiftly ran past him, evidently heading outside.
" ...Anzu!?" Clumsily he got up from the sofa and quickly walked to the door, struggling to catch up with her. Opening the door he saw her silhouette saunter hastily towards the intersection. Shouting her name in a raspy pitch frantically he prepared to exit the house before gasping as he felt a pair of hands shove him into the wall.
" Where did she go!?" Malik demanded, skidding his body higher up the wall as he growled in irritation.
" I said where did she go you fool!?" Malik spat, clutching Ryou's collar tightly. " I-I don't know...she just stormed out....without saying anything..." He mumbled out hastily as he fumbled to untangle Malik's hands from his shirt. Aimlessly he released the white haired boy as he looked ahead with a sudden look of worry on his face as he headed out and followed the recent path Anzu had taken.
' I don't care if my yami thinks I am weak.....I have to find her!'
Anzu ran down the sidewalk before spotting Yugi's gift shop a few blocks away. Breathing harshly she began to walk across the intersection before hearing a faint voice calling her from afar.
"....Malik.....?" Stopping mid-way she turned around, vaguely spotting Malik from a distance as he shouted her name with......fear? Anzu laughed at the thought. He didn't even like her......he probably wanted to mock her now that he knew she really did love him. ' Why does love have to hurt.......?' She thought as she blankly watched him race towards her. ' Why do I have to be put through so much pain......?' Knitting her brows she watched as he raised his hand and placed it affront him, as if trying to catch something that had begun to fall.
" Anzu! Anzu look out!" He screamed frantically as he watched the truck near her. She remained in place, eyes opaque as she looked at him with grim curiosity, unable to hear what he was saying.
Snapping from her reverie she caught the last few words from his phrase before she turned her head to the side with an almost fearful look..........
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Authors note: Who loves cliffhangers?............I do! *smiles evily*
