05 : Sick
By: Kokoro Kakera HP
Disclaimer: Yugiou, (Manga, anime, products, etc.), belongs to Kazuki Takahashi
Author's Notes:
:) Have a nice day!
WINTER VACATION!!! ...Is ending in two days TT. Oo, and things begin to develop in this chapter!
She could feel someone nearby.
Watching her like he had for who knows how long.
Or maybe it was her attacker's blood drying on her fingernails that made her feel that way.
"Mazaki Anzu."
Fingers gingerly touched a face that had been clawed badly. The wounds had scabbed over only recently, but the rough rubbing over them reopened them. Blood trailed down pale, smooth skin and the feeling of it was relished.
"Pain is good sometimes. I should have been holding your hands. Lot of girls like that sort of thing right? I see couples holding hands everywhere. We'll do that one day. I wasn't trying to hurt you, you know. I wasn't. I was just...you're so beautiful. You're perfect. You glow, you shine... I couldn't help myself... It's okay, right? I scared you a little, but you showed me that I shouldn't have moved so quickly. That's okay. That's the kind of person you are. So pure. It's okay I touched you, right? It must be. Yes, right? Right? It is because my feelings for you justify it. I'm the only one who can touch you without making you dirty. I'm the only one. I'm the only one. The only one!"
A harsh hiss.
"I love you! Love is pure. No one else feels what I am for you. Not like I do. I understand you. I know everything about you. You're sweet, kind...how can anyone hate you? That's the problem. Too many strange people want to be close to you, want to touch you. I'll stop that from happening. You'll never have to be afraid of strange people again. I know how to care for you. I just had to touch you! I had to! You were glowing... You were beautiful. No...you ARE beautiful."
Heavy panting.
"Anzu, you're mine, right? You are...you are... You know it too. You saved me... You risked your life for me. You showed me how to be strong... And now I'll protect you. I promise. I'll keep you with me all the time and if I can't be with you, I'll keep you in a safe cage where you'll be safe for sure. No one will hurt you. No one will put his disgusting hands on you anymore. Those animals won't touch you, won't hold you, won't taint your purity with their dirty skin, their dirty selves..."
Neatly clipped fingernails scraped forcefully against the surface of a wooden table riddled with numerous sets of parallel scratches around a picture of Anzu that had been taped in the middle of the furniture top. The table was darkly stained with black splotches and smears.
"You're beautiful and I won't let anyone destroy that beauty. I'll kill... I'll kill them first... I'll kill them first. I'll kill them, I'll kill them, I'll kill them!"
The scratching became faster. Blood welled up from cut fingertips and drained into the gouges in the table.
"Don't worry love. Don't worry... You'll be with me soon. I'll be with you. We'll be together and...and..."
A soft, whispered moan.
"Anzu my dear... Anzu. Anzu. Anzu. I have to work hard for you to show you how much I love you. Mutou and Kaiba are as good as dead. I'll make sure of it. I'll get rid of them so they can never hurt you even if they tried. The dead don't return..."
Fingers gently traced the outline of Anzu's face in the photo.
"You're mine and I am yours. Forever."
Dark eyes became glazed over with lust.
"Wait for me love."
Blood dripped onto the faded photo of Anzu. A second later, lips pressed passionately against it, smudging the red liquid beads over the portrait.
Anzu breathed unsteadily, each intake of breath harsh and loud in the empty hallway.
The hand had slipped around her waist and yanked her into a room before she could react.
"No, no, no, no..." She shook her head, trying to force the images away.
She couldn't see anything - a blindfold had been forced tightly over her eyes.
The mini-movie going on in her head wouldn't pause, stop or forward to a nicer one.
A hot, wet mouth slammed over hers, brutally forcing a kiss from her unwilling lips...
"STOP IT!" Anzu howled, clumsily leaping to her feet. Her nails scraped across the wall as she skittered up, and the terrible noise resulting from the action triggered something within her. She spun awkwardly until she was facing the wall - it was her opponent, it was the reason she'd been pinned and unable to go anywhere. "Let go of me! Let go of me!" She shrieked. Her hands slapped the vertical surface wildly. Her tears blinded her and the obscursion crazed her further. "Stop touching me!!! STOPITSTOPITSTOPIT! DON'T TOUCH ME!!!" She screamed her throat raw, palms of her hands slamming against the wall she'd been leaning against. She hit it, again, again, again and AGAIN because everything that had just happened was happening all over again and she was so helpless and weak and- She screamed again. Tears screamed down her cheeks and she sobbed for all she was worth, sinking down against the cold surface.
Her palms were red and numb because of the abuse they'd just taken.
"Help me..." Anzu whimpered, panting sickly. "Yu-"
"Mazaki."
Anzu froze. Slowly, she curled her arms around herself and tried to make herself as small as possible. She didn't turn around to see who it was. There was only one person she knew who addressed her that way and sounded so utterly detached.
'Just go away...' She felt more tears creep forward and slither down her face.
"You're making enough noise to wake the dead."
"Go away." Anzu shut her eyes tightly, as if doing it would make the man behind her disappear.
"You're not well. I'm taking you to see a doctor."
"Nothing happened." Anzu hissed bitterly. "If that's what you're thinking. I got away before-" She trailed off, feeling too sick to say the words. Her eyes narrowed as fury began to bubble up within her stomach. "JUST LEAVE!"
"Fine." Anger tinged Kaiba's voice. He turned to leave, but stopped before he could take a step. "Shit." He cursed under his breath. He pivoted on his right heel and stormed back to Anzu's small, huddled form. Then he leaned down and yanked her up.
"K-Kaiba-!" Anzu gasped. "N-no! What are you-"
"Shut up." He picked her up right off the ground, hooking his left hand under her knees and his right hand supporting her back.
She opened her mouth once or twice, but found herself at a loss for words.
Kaiba was physically carrying her - to see a doctor no less. Kaiba was. Not Yugi, not Jounouchi, or Honda, but Kaiba.
The absurdity of the situation was strangely humorous.
Anzu chuckled weakly before she could stop herself.
"Kaiba?" Anzu didn't wait for a response. She hadn't been expecting one at all in the first place really. "...you don't like me, right?"
He looked at her for a moment, stride faltering for only a split second because he'd been thrown by the bizarre quality of her question. It didn't take long for him to give her an answer however.
"Not particularly."
Anzu smiled. She closed her eyes and allowed her head to fall against Kaiba's shoulder. "Then you're not hurting anyone."
He glanced at her briefly in surprise, but only sighed. "You're delirious Mazaki."
She chuckled weakly. "Am I being weird? Hnn, Kaiba-kun?"
"More so than usual." He murmured, noting the kun she'd added to the end of his name. "I should just leave you here since you seem to have so much energy all of a sudden." Instead, Kaiba carefully readjusted his grip on Anzu so she was pressed up a little closer to his chest.
"Kaiba?" Anzu whispered.
He kept his eyes on the double doors at the end of the hall.