Kaya: Thanks to Nightfall2525, Monkeyluv4646, Tormented Innocence, animeaddict99, Kitsune's Grrl, and Devil-Grl for reviewing!
Sheekin: And yes, it was past Anzu, Nightfall2525
Kaya: Anzu stole a guard's food because she had nothing to eat and she was starving, Devil-Grl
Anzu: Kaya does not own Yu-Gi-Oh cuz a cool guy named Kazuki Takahashi does!
Kaya: Lucky bastard!
Sanu: (get a phone call) Because you called him a bastard they are canceling the show.
Kaya: O.O NO I WAS MEANING THAT AS A COMPLIMENT!
Sheekin: (sees angry Yu-Gi-Oh fans) Well, I guess Chapter 5 isn't going to be written…
Sanu: Enjoy the fic!
Chapter 4 – Flying Food
Bakura ran out of the Music Theory classroom as quickly as he could. He ran down the hall, pushing past students, yelling at them to get out of the way. Finally, he reached the class he had next—Home Economics. To his immense relief, Anzu was seated at one of the kitchen stations, reading over a recipe for brownies. Anzu looked up at Bakura, as his entrance had been quite noisy, with the stampeding run ha seemed to have. If there was one thing about being a thief he didn't inherit with his new body, it was being as silent as a cat on his feet. He wasn't much graceful, either, as when he entered the room he fell over the little rise on the floor in front of the door. Anzu sighed at him. "He's hopeless," she said, reading over the recipe once again.
Bakura rushed over to her station and sat down next to her, studying her carefully. Anzu didn't pay much mind to this, but when he grabbed her hair and felt it, Anzu's aqua eyes darted over to meet Bakura's chocolate ones. "Mind telling me why you're stroking my hair?" she asked.
"I am not stroking it! I just….you were somewhere else before…you were in a palace of sorts, and you were running from guards and you disappeared behind a wall…" Bakura's voice trailed off into nothing as he recalled the dream in his head. The girl was definitely Anzu, although a much younger version of her. Anzu merely stared at Bakura before replying "Did you fall asleep in Music Theory again?"
Bakura was glad she wasn't the type of girl who questioned why he dreamed about her in first place. Bakura wondered if the dream was just a dream or something that actually happened. I don't know why I'm thinking this, but maybe I could ask the Pharaoh about the dream. No, that would be silly; he'd just stab me for dreaming about Anzu. Jealous moron…Bakura thought.
Mrs. Irojizu stepped to the front of the classroom. "Ok, you have the recipes at your stations—you know what to do!" she said, smiling and sitting down with a book.
Bakura and Anzu were partners for the week in Home Economics and for some reason Bakura was glad of that lately. He had been thinking of Anzu quite a bit ever since yesterday…maybe seeing her naked triggered something. That never happened with other naked women he had seen, so it perplexed him.
"Ok, we need to make sure the mix is good and able to fluff up before baking," Anzu said, picking up a wooden spoon. Bakura nodded and noticed she had a bit of chocolate on her face. He grinned and shook his head. He took a napkin and dabbed at her lip. Anzu looked surprised. "Was there something on me?" she asked.
"Yeah, but I got it off," he said.
Bakura heard the breaking of something and looked over. He noticed that the Pharaoh had snapped his wooden spoon in two when he had seen Bakura cleaning Anzu. He sneered at Yami, who glowered at him. Yami's kitchen partner, Mai, raised an eyebrow at Yami before taking out the spare wooden spoon. Hah! Score for me! Making the Pharaoh angry is my sole duty in life. Ok, learning to turn on the Christmas lights without blowing out the power for the entire street is a little more important, but still!
Bakura turned back to Anzu, who looked surprised at Yami. "I wonder how he did that?" she asked, adding a pinch more molasses to the bowl. Bakura merely shrugged and began to get out the ingredients they'd need once the brownies were done, like whipped cream and sprinkles.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, miniature chocolate chips flew at Bakura, hitting him and settling in his hair, making his white locks look polka-dotted. Bakura growled slightly and looked up to see Yami, smirking and holding a bag of chocolate chips. That's what he gets for flirting with my woman! Yami thought.
Bakura looked around the station fiercely. Ammo, ammo, I need something that I can throw…he thought. He spotted the molasses and grinned. Might as well play dirty—literally. He grabbed the molasses, opened it, and threw it quite accurately at the unsuspecting Pharaoh. In a split second, molasses was all over the walls and Yami, his once blonde bangs as brown as Anzu's hair. Yami gasped at his daring and grabbed a jar of strawberry jam, throwing it at Bakura. How DARE he ruin my beautiful hair! Although I do think the molasses would help it stick up better…Yami thought. Unfortunately for Yami, the jam did not hit its intended target. A boy named Yoshiro became the victim. He froze as the jar hit him, glass flying everywhere, giving the boy a few cuts and a head full of strawberries. He shrieked angrily and grabbed the bowl form the nearest station, chucking it at Yami.
Soon, the air was filled with flying things, from tiny sprinkle bullets to pots and pans. Mrs. Irojizu was desperately trying to get the class's attention, which was failing miraculously. Bakura was covered in egg, whipped cream, fruit, and even chicken, which he did not want to know how it was involved with desserts of any kind. Maybe minced meat pies…
Anzu's head flew up to check if the coast was clear. Just then, a bottle of oil flew at her. Bakura noticed this and grabbed her shirt, pulling her down just as the oil flew by. However, they were both creamed from behind with—cream! Anzu screamed, but she was laughing all the same. She was having a great time! Bakura couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm as she threw a handful of egg yolk at Mai. Looks like the King of Games isn't exactly friendly with food challenges, Bakura thought, noticing Yami covered top of hair-to-toe with something of everything in the room.
"What the heck…you guys just look like you came fresh outta the oven!" Joey said when Anzu, Yami, and Bakura joined them at the lunch table. Tristan couldn't contain his laughter from seeing his food-covered friends. Duke merely stared, shaking his head. "I'm glad that didn't happen to me, it would mess up my beautiful hair," he said. Yugi watched pieces of peach fall out of Yami's hair. Ryou merely gave Bakura a look, which Bakura smiled sheepishly at. "It was the Pharaoh who started it, to tell the truth," he said.
"Oh really? And why is this?" Ryou asked, looking at Yami.
"He was touching Anzu…" Yami growled.
"I was cleaning something of her face you jealous bastard," Bakura breathed.
"Go on a date with Keket," Yami said.
"Why don't you?" Bakura retorted.
"That means go to hell right?" Anzu asked.
"I think so," Ryou said.
"Well, I think I won that game, Pharaoh," Bakura said, smirking at Yami.
Yami merely hmphed and went to get lunch. "Yeah, but that doesn't' mean you'll win Anzu's heart," he said under his breath.
Kaya: Hope you liked that chapter! I know it was a little uneventful, but the next one promises another little dream by Bakura!
Sanu: For the next chapter of Apricots, Bakura falls asleep again in Study Hall! This time, he learns a bit more about this mysterious girl who looks just like Anzu.
Sheekin: Also, a familiar blonde Egyptian we all know is making his appearance!
Sanu: For some good Inuyasha stories, read Lady Hanyou's fanfics! They're awesome!
Kaya: See ya next chapter! R+R!