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Anzu pressed the pillow even harder against her ears. Some wild animal seemed to be loose in her home but, currently, she didn't care. What ever it was, it could wait until she was ready to get up and face the world.

Where she stood as of now with Amelda was on the top of her list. He hadn't attended her birthday celebration and had refused all contact with her currently. She groaned and curled into a ball. And her I lay, sick. While an animal is loose in my home and my parents are…Oh.

Anzu flipped the covers off her body and fell off her bed with a thump, struggling to rise. She had another encounter with Lestat last night, and he proved to Anzu that he was no bad dream by inflicting her with a bad cold and a sharp smack on the head that still made her dizzy. Stupid Lestat won't tell me anything else. Only ranting about how I keep getting the "Poison" back inside me. The only thing I've been given that could be toxic is Mom and Dad's cooking… She scratched at her arm; she had to get another dose of what ever Hoshi Inc. required a few days earlier. It was the most frightening experience of her life. The doctor didn't even bother to warn her before he gave her the largest dose of liquid she had ever seen.

It was like liquid fire, although the doctor assured her she was imagining it.

Shakily, Anzu cracked open her door before swinging it fully open and gasping.

Her mother was the one doing Godzilla role playing, sitting crossly on the couch, yelling at her poor father who was trying to get her coat and gloves together while trying his shoes. "Dad! Watch out for that!" Anzu winced and shield her eyes.

Her dad missed the first step of the stairs and went tumbling down. The man shakily got to his feet and whimpered as his wife advanced on him and began beating him with his own coat before stopping and holding her stomach. "Damn you Seta! This is all your fault! You are never touching me again pal. Never again! If you dare stick that thing in me one more time, I'll break it in half!" she moaned in pain.

Anzu stared in disbelief, her mom was having her brother but here she was, beating her father with his coat. If this is some cruel joke played by some bored god, it is not funny.

While ushering his wife out the door, her dad turned to her with a pleasant smile on his face. "Little Yuugi will be along to take care of you, Zu. Be good for me—" Most likely he would have said more before someone yanked him out of the door frame by the collar. With a grumble, Anzu stumbled down the stairs and shut the door.

With relief she fell on the couch and propped her feet on her mother's big, imported maple table with out a second thought and turned the TV. On to MMT, Music Match Tokyo. Much to her surprise the group's first music video, Girls and Boys was in the top 20 as number 13. Anzu slouched as the video began to play, she felt tired all of a sudden.

Anzu sniffed in her sleep. Something smelt good.

She sniffed again, not willing to open her eyes to find the wonderful scent.

"No, Mazaki-san, everything is going fine. Anzu is still sleeping…oh! Good bye Mazaki-san." It was Yuugi. Anzu pulled herself up and sat on her knees, facing Yuugi who was in the kitchen. "Oh! You're up."

She yawned and nodded. "So, how's dad doing?"

Yuugi grinned and tilted his head to the side, "Don't you mean your mom?"

Anzu shook her head, "What ever pain she goes through, dad goes through it ten fold." Both winced and shook their heads, remembering that one day at the beach.

Five year olds, Yuugi, Anzu and Jou sat around a campfire, chubby legs extended towards the warm fire, big eyes locked on their roasting hot dogs. Suddenly, little Jou pulled his thumb out of his mouth and crawled fore ward. "I'm gowing forw it guys."

Little Yuugi grabbed his shoulder with a pudgy hand, "But Kasu', Zu's mommy said no touch hot stuff." Little Jou paid no mind and crawled on. Just when he was about to touch the fatty treats that a growing child needed, a hand grabbed it before him! "Hey!" Jou yelled.

A younger looking Rei held the smoking morsel in her right hand, the other holding Jou's shoulder, stopping him from going any closer to the other hot dogs. "No! Katsuya you cannot eat these when they're still hot. Don't touch!" It was then when her husband realized that his wife's hand was getting burned by the flaming pork. "Hun…"

Rei looked at her hand before screaming and hurling the morsel out towards the sea, where it met with the water and stream started to form. Jou scrambled after it, crawling on all fours as fast as he could to the drowning hot dog.

Anzu and Yuugi scuttled backwards as her father attempted to calm his wife. She did the worst thing. She kicked him in the groin and repeatedly began to knee him until the pain subsided five minutes later. She then stomped off, leaving a whimpering husband on the ground.

Yuugi's mother slowly walked up to the man and shook her head sadly, "You sure picked a spitfire, Seta." She then scooped Yuugi up in one arm and nuzzled his cheek, making the boy giggle and took Anzu's hand with her free one, balancing Yuugi on her hip.

"Hey!" Jou yelled coming up to them, a brown object secured in his mouth. He grabbed Anzu's hand before shaking rapidly like a dog, smacking Anzu in the mouth with his wet blonde hair. "This is great with salt!"

Yuugi shivered and leaned on the couch, "It's amazing that your dad was able to father a second child, much less hop on your mom again. I bet we all know who's the submissive." He laughed before he noticed Anzu staring strangely at him.

"Yuugi! I've never known you for such!" she scolded. "You and Jou haven't been looking at those dirty magazines again, have you?" Yuugi tugged at his collar, "No,"

Anzu nodded and readjusted herself on the couch. Yuugi gave himself a mental pat on the back.

Score! My porno live to see another night!

Porn Aibou? Came a curious voice in his head. Yuugi mentally sweat dropped. He had forgotten about the spirit.

It's nothing.

You don't fool me Yuugi, tell me.

Do you know those shows on TV that Gramps watches?

…A talk when we leave, Mouto Yuugi.

B-but

No Excuses!

Yuugi gulped but hide his displeasure. "Hey Anzu, want to play Twister?That game Mom sent me when she was in America. Your ramen won't be ready for afew minutes anyway. And we can play that CD that Date-san sent you. How is she by the way?"

"Naste is fine. Seiji and her little boy moved to stay with her for a while since it doesn't seem like Samui-Kagi is done with her there yet. He's assigning some other lady to manage us. According to Goku, she's an ankle biter."

Yuugi laughed at the face she made before digging into his messenger bag for the game.

"Right hand red!"

"One…two…three…four…" Amelda said out loud while working on his push ups. Truth be told, two handed push ups were easy to him and didn't even cause him to break a sweat, but he couldn't bring himself to do it today. "Five…six...seven…eight…nine…"

"Oy, Melly!" Amelda cursed and pretended he didn't hear Varon call him. "Ten…eleven…twelve…thirteen…" he started counting louder with hopes of drowning the younger boy out.

Suddenly a boot pressed down on his back, Amelda hissed in annoyance but continued, thankful he kept his shirt on or those boots would leave marks. "What do you want, pest?" he demanded through push ups.

The boot left and Varon sat down, lazily in front of him, "You weren't tailing the Sheila like you were supposed to. Dartz is getting impatient. He wants to continue the next phase of the plan."

Amelda glared up at him briefly before continuing. "He's waited for nearly a year…he can wait until the year finishes."

Varon's boot came out of no where and nearly nailed him in the side of the head. Amelda's quick reflexes had him back on his feet in an instant, fists raised.

"Listen mate, you've apparently forgotten what Doma is all about. To cleanse the world! You going all soft on us isn't going to help. Now shape up! You're one of Doma's Three Swordsmen. Act like it!"

Amelda scoffed and dusted his hands off, "Since when did an organization like this one allow spoiled pop stars, sadistic twins, an over sized ape and a cowardly child into it's ranks?" Amelda fixed his with the iciest glare possible before stomping out of the room.

Varon gave a sigh before running a hand through his mass of brown locks. A small clang sounded behind one of the treadmills of the gym. Varon locked his gaze on it softly. "Nikolai, you can come out now. I know you're there."

There was silence for a moment before the pale boy came out from behind the large machine. He gazed at Varon with watery eyes for a moment before running towards him and leaping into the older boys arms. Nikolai sobbed silently into his patron's shoulder. "He didn't mean it…" Varon cooed to comfort the boy.

Nikolai fell silent and clung to him limply as Varon carried him out of the room. Amelda, damn you for this.

Anzu groaned and fell backwards on her bum. Her fellow band members did the same. Mini Mount, their new manager frowned and clapped her hand impenitently. "Get up! You louts; we have a song to record."

Anzu frowned, "I have school in…" she looked towards the clock. "My mistake, school started an hour ago!" Tohru nodded, her classes at the local collage started in an hour and she needed to be on time.

Mini glared at all of them, "Then I suggest you work harder! Why was I cursed to work with such bums! That Date woman did a poor job. You're all lazy! No do it again!"

With much protest Houmei picked up the drums and began to pound a beat, Tohru and Keiko soon joined in. Anzu took a deep breathe and began, praying they got it right.

Now I've told you this once before
You can't control me
If you try to take me down you're gonna break

Now I feel your every nothing that you're doing for me
I'm picking you out of me
you run away

I stand alone
Inside
I stand alone

You're always hiding behind your so called goddess
So what you don't think that we can see your face
Resurrected back before the final fallen
now they've arrest until I can make my own way
I'm not afraid of fading

I stand alone
Feeling your sting down inside of me
I'm not dying for it
I stand alone
Everything that I believe is fading
I stand alone
Inside
I stand alone

And now its my time (now its my time)
It's my time to dream (my time to dream)
Dream of the sky (dream of the sky)
Make me believe that this place is in plagued
By the poison in me
Help me decide if my fire will burn out
Before you can breathe
Breathe into me

I stand alone
Inside
I stand alone
Feeling your sting down inside of me
I'm not dying for it
I stand alone
Everything that I believe is fading
I stand alone
Inside
I stand alone
Inside
I stand alone
Inside
I stand alone
Inside

Anzu panted as the music faded away, satisfaction coursing through her. She had finished her first song on her own! That she had written! All by herself! Tohru and Houmei quickly began to pack up while Keiko handed her a water bottle. She drank gratefully and better yet, Mini seemed pleased and was already heading out the door. "Hey, can one of you guys give me a ride to school?"

"Sorry Anzu, I would but, classes start soon and I have to go. I'm really sorry." Tohru said. "That's okay Tohru, I can walk."

"Are you sure, Anzu, I can be a few minutes late it's no trouble."

"No, Tohru, you have your classes, we all know how much they mean to you. I'll be fine." Anzu grabbed her school bag and ran out the door shouting goodbyes before anyone could stop her.

"Mouto."

"Here."

"Honda."

"Here."

"Jounochi."

"Not here!"

Minas-san scowled, "Very clever, Jounochi, five laps after we finish roll."

Jou cursed and fell back in line with his class mates and gave their track coach the finger while he wasn't looking. Minas was the fattest teacher in the history of Japan and ate a box of Twinkies while his students ran till they dropped. On several occasions, he whipped them with the ridiculously long rat tail he had.

"I saw that, Jounochi. You're lucky we need you for hurdles, or you'd be already running the two mile." Jou nearly fainted at the mere mention of the monstrous event. Only Honda and Kaiba had the endurance to run it.

"Kaiba."

"Here."

"Mazaki."

Silence.

Minas looked up from the list. "Where is Mazaki Anzu!" he roared. The team all stepped back; no one wanted a part of her punishment. "If Mazaki does not answer me by the count of three, it's stairs for everyone!"

"One!"

"Please! Let Anzu show up!" Jou prayed to any god that was listening.

"Two!"

"I'm begging you!"

"Thre-"

"Wait!"

Anzu ran as fast as possible towards her coach, stopping a few inches away from the short man. He eyed her for a moment before pointed to the two mile mark. Anzu's jaw dropped. "But, you see I was running late—"

"You're out of uniform!" Anzu looked down and kicked herself mentaly. She wasn't in her blue and black Domino Emperors jersey, she was in her band outfit: large black cargos with chains hooked on to them, a black shirt and ice blue biker gloves that came up to her elbows. In other words, she was screwed.

"Two mile!"

With a sigh, Anzu began to remove her gloves but a braid of hair smacked her finger. She brought it to her mouth as Minas glared at her, a vien in his fore head throbbing.

Anzu inhaled sharply, something stirred inside her. How dare he! For a moment she thought she was about to pounce on the sad excuse for a man, but the whistle for everyone to begin jolted her out of her thoughts. With a growl she marched off to the starting line along with Honda and Kaiba.

When Minas blew the whistle, Anzu felt a burst of energy and exploded from the line, surprising both brown haired men who did their best to ignore her sudden spark. Anzu inhaled shapely, never had she felt this alive, this energetic! It was wonderful!

Much to her dismay, one of the larger hurdles was in her lane. Anzu growled to herself and sped up with speed that was foreign to her. What am I doing? This isn't me! What's happening?

"Anzu don't! You're too small! Stop!" Honda called from behind her. I can't! She thought with terror. The hurdle was fast approaching, Anzu tried to stop but her body wasn't responding. It was as if she was a prisoner in her own body. She clamped her eyes shut as her body sprang into the air and landed hard on the track in a kneeled position with her head bowed. Finally, she regained control and her body trembled.

Honda hugged her sharply from behind and shook her, "What were you thinking?" Indeed the entire team was gathering around them. "Hey! Back off ya buzzards!" Jou shouted, making a path for Yuugi and himself. "Anzu are you crazy?"

Anzu shook her head and hugged her knees to her chest, "I-I-I—"

"Mazaki!" Minas interrupted, pushing her friends away and bringing her up by the elbow. "Why did you lie about hurdles? That was brilliant! With that kind of skill we'll be undefeated! Do it again!" he yelled happily.

Anzu shook her head and tried to pull away but her coach held strong. "I can't—"

Minas fixed her with a glare, "Don't be stupid! That kind of talent doesn't just disappear! Do it again!"

Anzu growled and broke away suddenly, "I said no!" with out warning she delivered a solid punch to the coach's face. There was a sickening crunch and the coach stumbled back, clutching his bleeding nose. "Hab Hitch!" he stuttered. He made a move to grab Anzu but two boys held him back.

Anzu growled loudly, "Keep you're hands off of me." She shrugged Honda off of her shoulder and turned around.

"Mazaki! If you walk out here—" Anzu turned her head and fixed him with a smirk.

"I'm saving you the trouble of dragging me down to the office. Now stop complaining." With that she walked confidently and strangely un-Anzu like, towards the school.

Raphael was bored; all he had done in the past two hours was stare at the ceiling and put up with Amelda's grumbles. "Amelda, if you have nothing intelligent to say then shut up." This quieted the red head for the time being, until five moments later when his cell phone rang.

He looked down at the screen. Domino High School. He frowned, this could only be about one person, and he was not supposed to be taking these calls.

Hello?

Raphael-san, this is Higu Genji of Domino High, I have Mazaki Anzu in the office here. We had a slightly problem in P.E. and Mazaki-san's parents are currently in Nagasaki with her brother and you are listed as an emergency source along with Amelda-san, whom we are unable to get in touch with.

Raphael looked at Amelda sharply, who adverted his gaze, and the spot on his belt where his cell would normally be was missing.

What exactly is the problem with Mazaki-san?

It seems she had a bit of a scrimmage with her teacher, from what the other students told me it was not entirely her fault but our rules are firm. Mazaki-san will be suspended for a week. It is policy that she is supervised. Is this a problem for you?

Raphael glared at Amelda for a moment before answering. Absolutely no problem.

He could feel the other man's relief from the end of the phone. Thank you, she'll be over in roughly ten minutes with her things. It is important that she practice her pole vaulting and keep up on her studies.

Yes, I understand.

I'm glad you do.

Raphael snapped his phone shut and pointed to Amelda, "Go and clean out the room connecting with yours."

Amelda looked up, "Why? I need that for storage."

"Storing revenge plots is a waste of time and space. We're going to have a house guest for a week."

Amelda cursed and smacked his head with a palm and remained like that. Raphael would not be swayed, "Go. You've made your bed, now sleep in it." Amelda got up and made to walk down the hall but a large hand stopped him. "And Amelda, I won't tell Master Dartz about anything you do with that girl, but do not screw this up for Doma." Amelda nodded and continued his path, Raphael had a point.

The car ride to The Hoshi Apartments was silent. Anzu felt so ashamed of herself, she sat mutely in the backseat, clutching her bag that was filled with clothes and basic needs, tooth brush, comb ECT. Her homeroom, a kind aging man, drove silently.

She didn't need to ask to know he was disappointed with her actions. He pulled to a stop and gave her a sad smile before motioning to the building. Anzu nodded and opened the car door and stepping out, giving her teacher a deep bow and whispering a sorry. He drove off before she could even look up.

Anzu let a few tears drop onto the pavement, keeping her head bowed. What have I done? I've forsaken everything for a few moments of supremacy? This isn't me, what was I thinking? What came over me? It was cool, being the best, but then…it felt wrong. I promise I'll never let this ever happen again.

She wiped her tears away with the back of her hand and fixed her hold on her bag and confidently pushed open the doors to the building.

It was…different than she expected. She expected color like the outfits that Dartz wore himself. Instead, the walls were a pale cream and the carpet black. All her spunk died right there, it was like walking into a prison cell.

Well, Anzu. What goes around comes around.

Kio: Yes, I know. It was boring. But the real action starts in t-minus two chapters. We'll have some more Nimbostrattus-interaction and this story will live up to it's rating.

Also, I'm not sure about the songs in the chapters. I'm hoping nothing will happen. But if it does, I'll be back! Review please!