Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Now on with the bloody story!
WHY DOES LOVE HURT
Fun was over. Life had come to and end. Teenagers hated the horrid day and thought it a waste of time. And all students coward from the mere word.
FINALS!
Anzu groaned as she jogged up the steps with Ryou, trudging her book bag over her.
" I'm going to fail, Ryou! I'm going to die!"
Ryou chuckled lightly before patting her slouched figure once they had ascended the steps.
" You can do it, Anzu. It'll be……..as us English say. Like a sip of tea while on a walk with your dog!"
Anzu looked at him as though he'd turned into some grotesque monster that stood forty feet high, baring its teeth at her.
Least to say she gave him a funny look before sulking. " I don't think I can go through with this!" She screeched.
Ryou smiled. " Come on, Anzu. Once its over, you realize how easy it was," He confidently assured her in his British tone.
He's right! I have to pass these finals!
" I can't handle another year of summer school!" Admirable she slammed open the double doors before entering the school building, accompanied by Ryou who appeared embarrassed by her rather loud and grand entrance. Least to say, the students found her loud positive rambling of passing finals and doing on odd ensemble between a cheer and a dance, quite amusing.
" What the hell are you doing?" A gruff voice demanded. Anzu halted her dancing and turned to look at Marik, a deep blush set on her cheeks.
" Marik, why are you here?"
" I go here," He grumbled, then added with a sly, playful grin. " Fool,"
" Not funny! I'm really nervous about these finals!" Ryou and Marik rolled their eyes to the side. These finals sure had an affect on her.
" Unless its that woman condition…..what's it called?" Marik bemused aloud. " Mental? Menstrool?"
" Menstrual!" Anzu corrected before realizing what she'd said and bowed her head in complete embarrassment.
And to top it off, Yuugi, Honda and Jou happened to waltz on by at that exact moment.
" Did you say menstrual!?" Honda chuckled, leering down at Anzu from his taller height.
Jou merely grimaced. " All I know is dat' stuff makes Mai go crazy!" he muttered, crossing his arms over his chest and completely oblivious to the words meaning. He probably thought it was some make-up hazard.
Yuugi merely smiled at Ryou and Anzu.
" Did you guys study for the--"
Marik tackled the short boy and clamped his hand over his mouth. " Don't say the word," He threatened.
" What word?" Honda asked dubiously.
Jou shrugged. " How should I know?"
Ryou smiled brightly. " Oh you know fi--"
Coincidently Marik had miraculously snatched Ryou with his free hand and then clamped it over his mouth.
" Fi? What's dat'?" Jou asked, suddenly curious.
" That's what I'm wondering!" Honda bellowed, angered by the fact that he didn't know this secret.
Anzu sighed. " Finals you guys. Finals!"
Marik glared at her. He'd worked so hard to keep Yuugi and Ryou quite too, and he kind of liked them not yapping all the time. It was nice to not have to hear them talk for once.
Grunting, Marik released Yuugi and Ryou, and both boys fell to the floor, landing on their faces. Not a pretty sight, and neither was it a fun experience.
" Ryou! Are you ok!?" Anzu asked, helping him up from his fallen state while Jou and Honda reluctantly pulled Yuugi from off the ground by his arms.
Ryou rubbed his red face. " F-Fine," He assured, not completely oblivious to the not so safe glare Marik was sending his way.
Marik snorted. " You amuse me. These 'finals' don't sound too bad," He confidently muttered.
Anzu and Yuugi gave him wide stares.
Honda's eyes widened. " The finals are today!?"
Jou rolled his eyes. " When did ya' think they were?"
" Well not today!" Honda continued to give a wide-eyed stare at nothing in particular, his mind was simply trying to form ways for him to pass these finals when he had studied for none of them.
Anzu stood, while bringing Ryou up with her. " You guys better go study then with the time you have now!"
" That would be two minutes……" Somebody stated, sauntering by casually. The group stared at the boy with wide eyes. Where had he come from!?
" Well? What are you waiting for?" Marik chuckled. " Do you not realize the importance of these….." He'd forgotten the word.
" Finals," Anzu muttered.
" Yes, finals. If you fail them you'll all be sent to the shadow realm!" He cackled gleefully at the fearful expressions the boys made, while Anzu glared at him and stomped on his foot.
" What was that for, wench!?" He spat, his anger clearly going over edge. She could yell at him, hang around that pansy Ryou, even Bakura! But when she stepped on his foot, there was no mercy!
He tackled her, pinning her to the ground with a malicious gleam in his eyes.
Yuugi, Jou and Ryou stared at the scene with large eyes. As anyone else within a ten foot distance……….basically everyone in the hallways.
Anzu blushed, not quite liking the fact that everyone was staring, and Marik wasn't making it any easy on her by not letting her go.
" Marik, I was just playing, you know it!" She frantically stated when his face bent closer toward hers. She knew his intent, and now wasn't exactly the best time!
" Do I?" His brows lifted before going back down. Marik's eyes flicked to the side to glimpse Ryou's face that seemed altered.
Perfect….
He chuckled in his mind. Now was the time to show that pansy tomb robber who Anzu belonged to.
Bakura growled at the scene. It seemed Ryou had decided to faint and he had no choice but to take control of the boys body. And what better timing then when Marik was about to kiss Anzu!?
Ra, he hated himself.
Gritting his teeth he watched as Marik's lips made contact with Anzu's. Her body went rigid, face pale, before she eased into the tanned Egyptians touch as he caressed her face nimbly, brushing his knuckles against her flushed cheeks as he held her lips in a bruising, tainting kiss.
Bakura's body went rigid with disgust when he realized Marik's intent. Not only had the crazed murdered been looking at him the entire time he was kissing her, but there was a cryptic message that was visible evident in his amethyst eyes, and Bakura caught onto it all too well.
Marik grinned against Anzu's lips at the expression the tomb robber made. So then he got his message?
Good. It's best he knows he has no chance with my woman.
At the thought his arms tucked under Anzu back and pulled her firmly against him, clearly stating his possessiveness over the girl.
Anzu escaped her dazed state, drunken by the sweet taste of his lips. She had to resist.
I shouldn't be doing this here! In front of all my classmates none the less!
She wretched her swollen lips from Marik's, panting heavily from lack of air.
Marik seemed satisfied with the fact that not only had Bakura gotten his message that Anzu belonged to him, but so did every other male body in her school.
Standing, he pulled her with him, keeping his right arm around her waist as he pressed her firmly against him.
The bell rang, and the students, who'd been appalled by the intimacy the couple had shown on the hallway floors, reluctantly scrambled to their classrooms.
As for Yuugi and the others, they bid their farewells and fled to their first hour class. Anzu gulped when she realized Ryou had decided to stay.
Wait…..Bakura!?
No doubt it was her white haired companions dark side no less, and he looked ready to kill. A certain tanned Egyptian by the name of Marik none the less.
" She's just some object to you, isn't she?!" Bakura demanded, glaring intently at Marik with his fist clenched near his ribcage. He was definitely ready for a fight.
Marik held Anzu in place as he let his lips trail down her neck, nipping at the skin while his gaze remained on Anzu.
Anzu, realizing what Marik's intent was, pushed him away. " Stop it already!" It was directed to him no less, and Bakura basked in the moment.
" Why do you have to keep throwing it in his face like that!?"
" I want him to know you are mine!" He shouted back.
" Stop addressing me as yours! Your making it sound like I'm some kind of toy!" Anzu hollered, but hushed her voice toward the end when she realized where they were.
" I told you Anzu. He's just a dirty rat," Bakura grunted.
Anzu fisted her hands and placed them against her eyes, obviously holding back tears.
" I'm tired of you two fighting over me!"
" Its only because I love you," Bakura cooed, advancing cautiously toward her. He knew in her current state that she was fragile.
" Oh Bakura, please don't say that….." She pleaded. It hurt her that he loved her so strongly and she was unable to love him back.
" You learned to love this murderer, so why can't you do the same for me!?" Bakura demanded.
" But I do love you! Just……just not the way you want me to…"
Marik grinned and Bakura visibly stiffened, he wasn't about to give up, not after a long shot.
Bakura was suddenly next to her, arms wrapped tightly around her waist.
" Will anything change your mind?" he murmured.
Anzu couldn't help but blush. Tilting his head, Bakura nuzzled his head in the crook of her neck.
" Bakura….." She said, voice warning.
" I just want to hold you. Nothings wrong with that, is it?"
She shook her head. " No, its ok," She was unable to stop from smiling.
Marik grunted. " Frankly I find everything about it wrong," He was going to get him off his woman, when Anzu sent him a reassuring glare. He knew she wasn't going to do anything, but the fact that that dead bastard had his slimy hands all over her was unpleasant.
She hugged Bakura back, rocking them back and forth in an oddly soothing manner.
" Is friends good for now?"
Bakura grinned and tightened his arms around her. " As long as I get to do this everyday," He placed a delicate kiss to her cheek.
She blushed and nodded. " That's fine. As long as its not on the lips!"
Marik grunted, arms crossed. How lame could this guy get? As long as I get to do this everyday!
He mocked in his mind in a girlish voice he thought fit Bakura perfectly.
Bakura reluctantly pulled away, but kept his left arm loosely about her waist. Marik noted and instantly went to hack off his arm when Anzu screeched suddenly.
" I'm late for my class!"
Marik grunted. " You realized that just now?"
" Argh! I'm serious! I won't have anytime to do my final now!"
" It's only been five minutes Anzu, I'm sure you'll do fine," Bakura cooed, brushing his knuckles down her cheek.
She blushed and shifted. " Thank you Bakura," She then looked at Marik with a glare.
" At least he tries to comfort me!"
" I did!"
" Making fun of me is not making me feel better!"
" It is for me," Marik shrugged merely. Anzu sighed. It was useless!
"Well I have to get to class, I'll see you later guys!"
Bakura kept his arm on her hip. When he made no move to move it Anzu looked up at him and he merely said.
" I have class with you….." And then added. " At least Ryou does,"
She giggled. " oh yeah,"
Marik made his way over to Anzu's free side, which was her left, and possessively threw his right arm around her waste.
Both males growled when their arms brushed against the others and Anzu cowered at the death glare they both sent one another.
" I don't remember you even attending school," Bakura spat.
" Well I guess I am now!" A wide, mocking grin lifted his lips.
" Come on guys! I need to get to class!" She said frantically. During their walk to her class they kept stopping to give each other glares, or they began some sort of tug-of-war and see who could keep her closer to him longer than the other.
Ugh!
She groaned. Who would've thought two merciless murders like themselves would be fighting over an innocent person like her with such games like tug-of-war. Or who can kill the other by glaring.
Marik had intended to trip Bakura but his foot knocked into Anzu along the way before he hit Bakura's foot, and thus…..
THEY ALL FALL DOWN!
Anzu grumbled something about pocket full of posies in her delirium while Bakura and Marik tried frantically to wake her from it.
Poor girl, must've hit her head far too hard.
Finally she woke from her stupor state, before staring into two pairs of eyes. Ones that were a dark brown and ones that were a mild purple.
" Uhn….what happened?" She asked, while both Bakura and Marik raced to help her up, but both made it, and they ended up yet again in some glaring contest.
Bakura decided to answer. " This fool over here wanted to play a game of tripping," he hissed.
Anzu decided not to say a word, because if she did all hell would brake loose.
" Have to do finals…" She groaned as she stood.
It felt like hours before she made it to her classroom with Bakura and Marik behind her, in what appeared a heated conversation of who was the greatest at killing people.
I certainly know what to write for my English essay……
She thought, glimpsing back at the two males who compared their dueling battles and then tried seeing who mentally destroyed the most people.
And I know just what to call it. ' How I fell for a psycho murderer and his past companion who also likes to kill for fun!'
There was no doubt in her mind when she walked out of that building that she had in fact failed her first classes final. Mostly because her teacher gave her no slack and made her take it with or without a good excuse.
Sighing she sauntered down the steps. At least I think I did pretty well on my other ones…..
So she hoped.
She looked up almost forgetting that she was suppose to meet Bakura and Marik at her locker. Hopefully they even knew what a locker was, or for that matter, where hers was.
But Bakura insisted if they couldn't find this thing called a locker, he'd check with Ryou.
There they are!
She was morally relieved to see Marik casually lounged in a leaning fashion against a locker near hers, while Bakura was opposite from him, looking to his right tediously. Marik didn't look too excited either.
That was until Mai and her too friendly friends spotted the two good looking men practically dangling out like a piece of fresh meat to a wolf, and she immediately attacked with her pack of wolves, I mean girls!
Mai approached the bored looking boys who looked around her age. " Why, haven't seen you before,"
Bakura gave her a mere glimpse for looking back to his right.
Marik however, was bored and needed to entertain himself. So why not use this whore?
Bakura seemed to catch the other boys intent and decided against it, but thought, hey why not play an innocent little game, and if they lost--most likely--they'd be sent to the shadow realm.
Bakura inwardly chuckled an ominous shadow looming over his eyes. He definitely had bad plans in mind.
Anzu however, didn't like how Mai was looking at Marik or Bakura. That…….that seductress didn't deserve such great guys!
Not when I'm around!
She may have been known for being Miss Friendship over the years in high school, but not when this bad rumored girl was stepping on her turf!
Not to mention the five other girls along with her.
You guys better be thankful I'm saving your butts!
She went in for the kill when Mai said something to Marik who visibly stiffened. What was she telling him?
Bakura didn't seem to look pleased and was telling Marik something, but the tanned boy ignored him and strode casually up to her, towering over the woman by a mere inch or so.
He said something to her, and Mai and her friends began giggling in their oh so horrifying laughs. The ones that oddly sound like: " Ohohohoho,"
And Marik did the most unbelievable thing in the world.
He
KISSED HER!
Anzu's gut filled in a rage, jealousy and hurt. But confusion as well. Why would he do that!? Their had to be some explanation.
Suddenly Anzu caught Mai say something, loud and clear.
" Looks like you stick to your guns and keep your word, cowboy,"
What did she mean? Kept his word? To what!?
Bakura grumbled something to Marik, then hissed something to Mai and her friends that made them blanch, before he stormed off and that's when he spotted Anzu. She was just standing there like a statue. None moving. Lifeless.
Something had definitely gone wrong.
Marik looked at the blonde haired girl with ill-amusement.
" I hear your not afraid to do anything,"
Marik grunted, a smug smirk on his face. " Yeah? And?"
Mai grinned. " Except…….for one thing," Her red lips pursed in a grin.
He stiffened. " Who told you that!?"
" From……….around…."
" Don't even look at me asshole," Bakura muttered, visibly feeling Marik's accusing eyes on him.
" Well then, who told you?" Marik demanded, advancing toward the blonde girl.
" I'll tell you…….on one…..condition,"
" Get on with it," He grunted.
Bakura sneered. He was actually impressed that Marik hadn't vomited by being so close to such a ……trashy girl.
" An innocent kiss, and their name is all yours,"
Bakura's eyes widened. " Forget it Marik. The tart isn't worth it!"
Marik growled at Bakura. " Don't tell me what to do! Besides…..I'm not afraid of anything. Not even kissing this tramp,"
Mai merely laughed and her friends soon followed.
" Well then," Mia began, grin smug. "Get on with it,"
Seeing as Anzu wasn't around she thankfully wouldn't see, so he wasn't that worried.
He pressed his lips to hers, before swiftly pulling his lips away. That bitch better wear lipstick that doesn't smear. He didn't want to look like some damn clown.
She grinned. " Don't worry……not a trace," She whispered before adding. " Looks like you stick to your guns and keep your word, Cowboy,"
Marik sneered. He ignored Bakura calling him several names before he angrily stormed off.
That was when Marik spotted her. Anzu.
Oh god no…..
AN:/ Yes I am clearly evil for making you all wait SO LONG! Forgive me! But please only throw anime plushies at me. . Ahh, I love the way Bakura and Marik fight over Anzu. And look I made Anzu catching Marik doing something that wasn't what she thought!! But does she know?! OF COURSE NOT! That's why you have to keep reading and wait to find out. I hope I don't make you all wait……..too long next time. Lol.
CIAO
