Why Does Love Hurt
Chapter Sixteen: What's this? Otogi needs romance help!?
Anzu stepped out of the bathroom after bathing, a cloud of steam following her out into the room as she patted her way to her dresser.
Marik was casually lying on her bed, arms tucked under his head for vital support as he glared up at the ceiling.
Bakura was leaning on one of the walls in her room, arms crossed, head down, and obviously in no position to be bothered.
Clearing her throat in an attempt to clear the heated mood, she searched both males' faces, to find their eyes sealed shut.
" Guys, it's not a big deal," She confronted, shutting her top drawer after grabbing some undergarments.
Marik's eyes finally opened, but he insisted on keeping his eyes up. " That idiotic fool can find a woman on his own,"
Bakura's head jerked up at the mention. " I don't like the idea. That mortal is up to something,"
Anzu rolled her eyes to the side, keeping her towel on as she struggled to put on her undergarments that way; the whole idea of Marik and Bakura seeing her naked still was uncomfortable.
" He's just a friend, and it's my job to help him!" Anzu smiled at the two as they glared at her in disagreement.
" Besides, it sounds like fun! I've always wanted to play matchmaker!"
Marik sat up, giving the brunette a disapproving askew look. " You don't like him do you," He wasn't asking, after all Marik wasn't the type to ask, more like accuse first, then listen to the person's excuse.
Anzu laughed. " No way! Otogi is one of my friends, that's all,"
Anzu began flipping through the hanged clothes in the closet, searching for some decent attire to wear.
" Besides, why would I settle for Otogi if I've got all I could ever need in the world?"
Aha! That should get those two to leave me alone……Unfortunately their egos will probably grow ten fold as well…
Bakura chuckled dismally.
Marik grinned. " I believe that compliment deserves something in return,"
That doesn't sound too good…..I have a bad feeling about this…
Bakura stiffened, turning to look at the Egyptian. " Don't even think on it. Not when I'm here!"
Marik stood, keeping his back to the tomb robber. " I do as I wish. Especially to my woman,"
" She isn't just yours!" Bakura bellowed, uncrossing his arms and fisting his hands to his side.
Marik's lips twitched near the corner. " She did fall for me first,"
" Stop it you two! I fell for the both of you in the end! Keep this up and---"
Bakura was behind her in a matter of seconds, silencing her with the mere gesture of embracing her possessively from behind.
" Don't say it," He breathed huskily, keeping his voice low, yet clearly getting it across that if she left, he'd be more than pissed.
Marik approached her, keeping his eye on Bakura. " What? What was she going to say?" He demanded, angered that he was the only one who had no idea what was going on.
Bakura glared at him. " If we keep fighting she'll leave us. Is it not that obvious?" Bakura bit back harshly.
Marik snorted at him before looking at Anzu. " You would never leave me, would you?" He narrowed his eyes.
Of course not! She's bound to me, she wouldn't dare leave me for someone else!
Anzu sulked in Bakura's arm, still clutching her to his chest tightly. " When you guys fight…..it hurts! It really does!"
Bakura and Marik both panicked and thought the same thing: Oh Ra, she's going to cry!!
" Sometimes……….sometimes I even think it's my fault you guys fight so much!" She bit her lower lip, containing herself from crying right then and there.
It was funny how one minute the day seemed almost normal, and then the next it was a raving havoc between the two men that had miraculously fallen for her:
The happy-go-lucky-friend who always stood by her loved ones' side.
" Maybe if this had never happened you two wouldn't hate---"
" Shh, don't say that," Bakura clutched her tighter in awkward comfort. He hadn't done this much and was still uncomfortable with the whole idea. But if he didn't, Anzu might leave him.
Marik lifted a hand, brushing away her hair as her face slumped down to hide her shedding tears.
" We fight, but Ra, I can't help but want you to myself. Is it so wrong for a man to wish to have his woman to himself then share?"
Anzu swallowed hard, keeping her head down. She knew if she looked at Marik, it'd be too hard to look away.
Bakura glared at Marik, before hushing soothing things in her ear.
" I can't help but agree with him. If I could have you to myself…….Ra," Bakura shut his eyes, as if savoring his upcoming words.
" I would let no other man dare touch you," He concluded.
Anzu wanted to wipe her tears, but Bakura had bound her to where her arms were held in his grasp as well.
" I'm sorry you guys………" She bit her lip again. " Why couldn't I just love one of you!?"
Oh what she would give to know the answer herself.
Marik sighed. He hated seeing her looking so weak. He liked his women strong willed and brave, yet somewhere deep down, he liked that she was in such a fragile state that he had to carry on the duty of her protector.
" I'd rather share then have you not love me," Bakura murmured, stroking her hip lightly.
She blushed, Marik noted and growled, before snatching Anzu out of his arms, causing her to crash into his chest.
" Enough of this. If I have to share her then I'll deal with it. But I won't stand and watch you touch her in front of me!"
Bakura held his chin high. " Just because you're around, doesn't mean I'm going to keep my hands off her,"
Anzu flushed at his words. Marik chuckled bitterly. " Then you won't mind me doing this," With that, Anzu felt her body being flung around like some doll before her lips were crashing into Marik's, arms holding her up on her tip-toes for better leverage as he ravished her mouth.
She didn't know whether to enjoy it or feel like he was using her to get Bakura mad.
She heard a shuffle of clothes before she was being whirled around again, making her dizzy before she was pulled up to Bakura, having him do the exact thing to her.
What was this!? Tug-of-war!? But with kissing?!
Lips swelling from the harsh kisses both had treated her with, she once again was facing Marik in a matter of seconds.
He studied her closely, lifting her head up to look back at him. " Who kisses better?" He demanded.
Who kisses…..?? Why that! Argh! So they were just using me to see who could kiss better? That it!?
" I can't believe you two! Using me to see who could-----Argh!" Angrily she stomped out of the room, taking her clothes with her as she exited the room and walked into her parents' room, slamming the door behind her and making sure to lock it.
What if this is all some contest? To see who gets the girl? What if Marik and Bakura are using me?
" I just don't know anymore. Their so confusing," She cried out in frustration as she pulled her jean skirt on then proceeded to pull her pink tank-top over her head.
Covering her face with her hands, she fell on her parents' bed.
" Anzu! Open this damn door! I wasn't using you!" Marik shouted, banging wildly on the door.
" Don't dare think I'd be so low to do that to you Anzu!" Bakura added, before the two of them began bickering outside the room.
Fed up, she jerked the door open. " I'm tired of you two fighting! I can't take it anymore!" Throwing her towel in their faces she hurriedly ran down the stairs, her direction obvious.
She was heading to the door.
" Anzu wait!"
" Where are you going!?"
Ignoring them both and completely forgetting she had no shoes on, she stormed out of her house, shutting the door behind her, as well as their screams for her to stop.
I need a break from all their bickering. I'll go to the Game Shop to see Yuugi!
Marik and Bakura bother struggled to get down the stairs at the same time, thus causing them to waste more time and get to the door to barely see the brunette turn a distant corner.
" Good job you damn idiot!"
" Don't you blame me! This is your fault!"
" My fault? Ha! Don't even turn this on me!"
" Oh really? Well does it really matter? Shit! She's already left and now I don't know where the hell she went!"
Marik crossed his arms over his chest. " Probably to see that damn midget,"
" The Pharaoh? Shit!" Hurriedly Bakura fled in the direction he believed the Turtle Game shop was.
" Don't you dare think of going after her without me!" Marik bellowed, following the white haired boy quickly.
" Anzu, that you?" At the sound of Otogi's voice from ahead, she quickly wiped her eyes, trying to put on her best fake smile ever.
" O-Otogi? What are you doing around here?"
He shrugged dismally, hands in pockets and a cool expression on his face.
" Not much, hanging around. So….." He hesitated, looking her over.
" Did you think it over?"
She looked at him. " Think what---ohh! Um, yeah…..and yes I'll help!"
" You mean it? Ah, thanks Anzu, you're the best you know that?" He grinned.
She laughed to herself nervously.
What have I gotten myself into? Is this really a good idea? Especially right now? After what just happened…..?
" We can start whenever!" Otogi hinted, grin widening.
Anzu laughed nervously to herself once more before a concerned expression crossed her features.
" How've you been…..ever since……..?" She didn't exactly want to say it out loud, but she knew he'd figure out she was talking about Shizuka and Honda going out.
He shrugged again as if he wasn't bothered by it, but she knew he still was crushing over Jou's sister, and it must've hit him hard.
Poor guy….He really did like Shizuka a lot. And to think! All this time I thought she was head over heels for Kaiba!
" Don't worry!" She patted his back a bit too hard in an attempt to cheer him up, and he ended up in a coughing fit.
" Otogi!? You okay!?"
" I'm……fine!" He coughed out. He almost sounded like he had asthma or something!
Bad idea. Never do that again, Anzu, unless you plan on killing all your friends…
She knelt down to look at him as he had slouched down on his knees to catch his breath from the rather hard blow to his back.
God! Who would've thought Anzu had so much….strength in those hits!
" Don't worry…….it's nothing," He exhaled shakily before standing up slowly, Anzu following his movements and standing as well.
" Sorry……" She blushed in embarrassment.
He chuckled faintly, his throat still aching from all the coughing. " You can make it up to me by finding me the perfect girl,"
She laughed. " Oh I will! Count on me to find your soul-mate!"
" Soul mate, eh? Let's not go that far. A girlfriend is fine for now," He assured with a quick laugh.
" Damn it! Which way did she go!?"
" How the hell should I know! Maybe you should look with your eyes next time idiot!"
Marik and Bakura!? How did they…….? I can't let them see me, not now!
Quickly dragging Otogi by the arm, she dragged him down the street, making the nearest turn which happened to lead into an alley.
Otogi quirked a brow at the girl's odd antics. " Anzu, you alright? Your acting kind of……weird,"
" I'm fine," She whispered, ducking her head back and forth to look at the street they'd just been standing on.
He arched both brows. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she's hiding from someone. Nah, why would someone be after Anzu? She's no harm………….except for those pats of hers! God did that really hurt!
Just at the mention he had to rub his sore back once more.
" Here they come," She murmured before ducking her head back and keeping her back firm against the alley walls.
" Uh, Anzu? Who exactly are they?"
" They? Did I say they? Oh I meant…..hah……" Quickly, think!
" Shizuka and Honda! Yeah that's right! Their walking right this way!"
" WHAT!?"
She covered his mouth with both her hands. " Shh! Do you want them to see us? They'll think your following them!"
Moving her hands from off his mouth, he glared at the street from the alley.
" I can't believe this. Of all people it had to be Honda!" He went to glare at the happy couple, but Anzu made sure to keep him where he was.
" Don't look!"
" Why not? I want to see how happy they are," He sounded bitter….Boy he really did like Shizuka.
" Do you want Shizuka to think your following her like……..some stalker?"
He shook his head.
" Then be quiet and stay down already!"
He narrowed his eyes. " What's so great about Honda anyway? I'm much better looking. Much more romantic, not to mention I do wonders in the be--"
He found his mouth to be covered again.
" Don't even say it. I don't want to have nightmares tonight,"
He snorted, mumbling something.
" Here they come! Stay down," Both ducked, keeping themselves hidden by the trashcans cluttered in the alley.
Otogi arched a brow. Since when did Shizuka's voice get so……..deep? And why did she sound so pissed? And he didn't know she was the cussing type!
" Damn it all! This is your entire fault!"
" My fault!?" Bakura shook his head. " If we keep arguing we're never going to find her!"
" Then stop talking and start looking idiot!"
Otogi stood up, causing one of the trashcans near his knees to crash to the ground, making a loud racket.
Anzu slapped a hand to her forehead with a groan.
Should've known better then to keep him of all people quiet for ten seconds!
" Anzu, what's going on!? That's not Honda and Shizuka!"
Bakura and Marik stopped just affront the alley, turning and looking at a blanching Otogi.
" Hey isn't that---"
" The imbecile that can't get laid and needs our woman's help? Yes," Marik interrupted with a cackle.
Otogi stared wide-eyed at the two. " Anzu! Isn't that Bakura and Marik!?" Of all the people he did not want to ever bump into them. He'd heard way too many unpleasant rumors about them from all the duelers, as well as from the members in Yuugi's group.
Both Egyptians arched a brow. " He must be delirious. Too much dueling?"
Marik snorted. " Probably, just look at him,"
Otogi watched the two males whisper back and forth and he had an odd feeling they were talking about him.
The two began to walk away.
Otogi snorted. " What a bunch of jerks,"
Anzu stood once they were out of sight. Finally. I thought they'd see me for sure!
" Anzu, why did you tell me it was Honda and Shizuka?" He looked her down suspiciously.
Anzu sighed. " I'll tell you all about it over lunch,"
By the look he gave her, he seemed uncertain and hesitant.
" I'll buy," She added.
"Suddenly…….I'm all ears," She rolled her eyes before pulling them out of the alley.
" I'm sure you are,"
" We've been looking for an hour! What if she---"
" Don't even say it. She wouldn't leave me,"
" Us," Bakura corrected in irritation.
" Same thing. I'm tired of looking, let's just head back, she'll come on her own,"
" If she doesn't?" The tomb robber demanded.
Marik shrugged. " I highly doubt that,"
Marik began to turn, when Bakura snatched him by his arm and forced him to follow his extended arm.
" Look, it's that dueler. The one from the alley,"
Marik looked through the glass window to see Otogi lounging in a booth near the window.
" And I care why?" Marik drawled.
" Look who he's with you baka!"
Marik glared at him, snatching his arm back, before looking at the girl sitting across from Otogi, her face barely visible.
" Anzu!?"
" What's she doing hanging around him?" Bakura muttered, studying the pair angrily.
"Doesn't matter, let's go in,"
" And do what, do you propose? Barge in and take her back with us and make a damn scene?"
" Yes," Marik continued to glare at the black-haired dueler.
" Fine let's go before I change my mind,"
Marik and Bakura headed into the burger joint, stepping inside with high-held chins and confident strides toward a certain booth.
A table of girls eyed the two males upon their entrance, and began madly giggling.
Bakura eyed them with utter disgust. " It's been awhile….."
Marik arched a brow in wonder. " A while for what?"
" Since I've sent anyone to the shadow realm," He brushed his fingers languidly across the necklace, dangling across his chest.
Marik snorted. " I wouldn't mind some entertainment, but now is not the time,"
" Damn." Bakura sighed. He really wanted to let off some stress too!
" Look, their leaving, now's the perfect time," Marik pointed out.
Otogi lounged back in his seat. " So your telling me that……..your intimately involved with two of the most feared duelers in Domino City?"
Anzu laughed nervously. " I never knew it could sound so bad, but yes,"
" And your not the slightest bit scared that……..they'll do something to jeopardize your life?"
Anzu leaned against the table, lowing her head the slightest. " I trust them,"
" What makes you think they won't do anything? I've heard some pretty bad things about them from dog boy and Honda,"
Anzu laughed. " Jou hates them, so of course he'd only have bad things to say about them,"
" So you disagree?" Otogi arched a delicate brow, green eyes blinking in interest.
" I know them better than anyone!" She defended.
Otogi lifted his hands up in mock-defense. " Alright, whatever you say,"
She sipped the remainder of her soda before looking at Otogi who was looking off in a direction.
Anzu smirked. " See something you like?"
Otogi chuckled. " Not now. But I think you will,"
" Oh?" Turning her head she came face to face with two angered Yami's.
" We've been looking for you for an hour!" Marik shouted, gaining everyone in the small burger joints' attention.
" Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Bakura glared accusingly at Otogi who backed away in his seat.
" Whoa, easy up their man. I didn't do anything to her,"
Anzu stood from the booth. " He's a friend. And what are you doing here?" She whispered lowly.
Marik crossed his arms over his chest. " Looking for you."
" Whatever you have to say I'm in no mood to listen," She hissed, trying to ignore the fact that everyone was looking at them.
Bakura nudged Marik painfully in the ribs. " I wasn't using you Anzu. Marik however….."
" Don't even try to put this on me,"
Anzu gave Otogi an apologetic smile. " Is tomorrow good with you?"
Otogi nodded. " Tomorrow sounds great,"
Leaning across the table, she hugged him with a friendly peck on the cheek. " Sorry,"
" Don't worry about it," He whispered back with a laugh. Moving away from him, she waved once more before heading off with Marik and Bakura.
Otogi laughed. " Well at least she kept her promise and paid for the meal," He turned his head to a table crowded with girls.
" Well hello there ladies,"
" Alright. What's this about? You guys didn't have to barge in like that!" Anzu scolded, walking ahead of Marik and Bakura in an angry fit on their way back to her house.
Bakura rushed to her side, and Marik followed, not wanting to be out-done.
" Don't get so mad. We weren't using you, and you know that," Bakura confronted.
Marik grinned. " Besides, what do you take us for? Fools?"
Anzu shook her head. " No. But you guys confuse me so much! You argue so much! Sometimes I feel it's all a stupid game to you!"
Bakura arched a brow. " What do you mean?"
Anzu shrugged. " Well with the way you two were acting this morning, it almost seemed like you were trying to out-do the other,"
Marik snorted. " I don't need to out-do Bakura. I already do,"
Anzu sighed. " That's what I mean. You guys never quit picking on the other,"
Marik chuckled. " I can't help it. I'm use to it."
Anzu huffed. " Well could you please stop?"
Bakura grunted. " I highly doubt that's possible for Marik to do,"
" Ohh! Just stop already," Whirling around, she glared at them.
" One more fight and you can count me out! I hate seeing you guys fight!"
" I'll try not to, promise," Bakura murmured, pulling her into his arms.
" You mean it?" She looked up into his dark, narrowed eyes, hidden by his choppy white bangs.
He grinned. " I intend to keep it too," Leaning down he kissed her softly, preparing to deepen it when she was pulled away from him.
Bakura, angered by the interruption, snarled at Marik who was pulling the brunette toward him.
" You can't have her all to yourself you know," Anzu flushed before Marik placed his lips over hers, his kiss different but equally chastise as Bakura's.
Releasing her lips, he nibbled her bottom lip the slightest before grinning as he pulled back completely.
" Want more do you?" Running a tanned hand down her cheek, he leant down to linger another rough kiss on her lips, when Bakura's voice broke the moment.
" Your time is up,"
Marik chuckled. " Time? I don't have a time limit my good friend,"
Bakura snarled. " You do when I'm around,"
" A shame then,"
Anzu huffed. " Enough! I'll spoil you both when we get back inside. But you two have to share!" She scolded, wagging her finger at them both.
I can't believe I just said that!!
" Share? That all?" Bakura smirked, wrapping an arm around her and lowering it dangerously near her firm buttocks.
She squealed with a flush when his hand squeezed her rear. I can't believe he just did that!!
" Bakura!" She scolded, unable to laugh when she hit him playfully on his arm. He merely grinned.
Marik snorted, eyes rolling to the side. " Oh, Ra,"
" If your going to do it, do it right," With that, Marik was pushing up behind her, left arm going about her waist and pulling her more firm against him before he lifted his free hand and fondled one of her breasts.
" GUYS!!"
She groaned and flushed in embarrassment when an elderly couple strode by and began whispering as they looked at the girl, trapped between the two men.
Oh god, they probably think I'm some……….some---oh!
" There something you see that you like?" Bakura hissed, glaring at the two elderly people. He hated it when people stared. Especially when he was trying to have some privacy with his woman!
" As long as they don't bother us, an audience is no bid deal," Marik muttered, kissing Anzu's neck.
Bakura grunted. " Well I mind,"
Anzu leaned against Bakura, breathless from the butterfly kisses Marik had trailed along her neck and collar bone.
Who would have thought Marik could be so……gentle!
" Come on, let's go," Bakura grabbed Anzu's hand, pulling her along toward her house a few houses down.
Marik turned to the elderly couple, a wide smirk plastered across his face.
" Hope you enjoyed the show," Marik hissed their way, before adding with a low laugh.
" Your husband sure did,"
" Marik!" Anzu scolded, grabbing his hand and pulling him with them, as the old lady began to hit her husband over the head with her purse, accusing him of watching.
" I can't believe you just said that," Anzu groaned in disbelief.
" I can," Bakura grumbled.
" Let's just go inside before you two cause more trouble!" Anzu rushed impatiently.
" That eager, eh, Anzu?" Marik murmured in her ear. She flushed.
" N-No! I just don't want to be embarrassed again!"
" Doesn't matter, I'm just glad Anzu's mine," Bakura whispered, stopping in front of her house and pulling her against him to kiss her.
" OURS!!" Marik bellowed, eye twitching when the two merely ignored him and continued the kiss.
Bakura chuckled against her lips, pulling away to grin in Marik's direction.
" Like I've been saying the entire time. Glad you agree,"
Oh Marik would show him!
" Get back here you damn tomb robber--"
Anzu groaned, unable to hold back her smile as she watched Marik chase Bakura inside the house.
" Those two will never learn. Guess it's up to me to whip them into shape!"
And she'd do just that! Excluding the whipping…
A/N: Okay folks, sorry it took long to update, but hey this chapter is pretty long!! . Not to mention some kissing between Anzu/Marik and Bakura/Anzu. Those two Yami's and their wandering hands!! BAD YAMI'S, BAD!!
Anywho I'm thinking of doing two more chapters. The next one being Anzu helping Otogi out, and then the last with the lemon. . Ohhh SOUR indeed. Heed this WARNING!! The chapter before the last I will let you all know, because I'll need to change the rating to R. So be sure to look out!! Thanks all and please review!!
