Title: Knowledge is Power
Summary: At Domino high Yami, Bakura and Marik are the local Sex Gods, then this new virgin girl comes along and they're all ready to screw her, there's just one problem...
Rating: R
Status: 10 chapters written, 10 chapters posted
Review count: 119 (10 Is the story going downhill or where most of my readers in it for the pairings?)
suzieq2005 - Yes Ryou will survive
LadyPhoenix99 - Your right about the Ryou pairing thing although I have to admit I am a RB fan...and Anzu's past...next chapter
InsaneShadowFan - Wow...long review. As for the AnzuMary-sue issue...I hope this chapter clears that up and her past isn't tragic...just one bad experience. Anyway, impurities will begin to show soon, no worries. Oh yeh...are you really out for the summer? Damn, wish I went to your school, I'm not out till July 1st
LoneGothic - Sorry, wrong answer
Starlet36 - It was Kieth, well done on your exam and as for who Anzu chooses your right...just don't go shouting about it. Like ur x-over btw
Iluvevilyamis - Enjoy this next chapter
Chivk - Yay, thank-you, you make me feel special
mariks1andonly - Enjoy the chapter
DojomistressAmbyChan - Dunno who Sady Hawkins is...we don't have proms in England just crappy school discos with inter school DJs, v. bad. Anyway as for the Anzu pastKieth thing, the answer will come next chapter
Nekogal - Sssh, don't say that too loudly
Pairings: YamixAnzu, BakuraxAnzu, MarikxAnzu, RyouxAnzu
Notes: Well, a little bit of a Bakura orientated chapter but hey, he just lost the bet and now has to be slave to either Yami or Marik, whoever wins (cough cough - Hopefully some of you have got the picture now), anyway yeh, he lost, he needs some him time.
Anzu stuffed her bag into her locker before heading towards the sports hall, Ryou had told her on the way home that she would receive a trophy but Anzu didn't want it. Not because she felt she hadn't won, she felt that all right, but Anzu couldn't stand going up in front of people…people she could see anyway. Down at Exotica it was different, there, she was sexy, wanted and more importantly, up on that stage, it was just her…her and the lights, nobody else.
As she entered she realised most of the students were already there and they were happily talking amongst themselves. She sat down in one of the front rows like she had been told to do; unfortunately she ended up next to Bakura. He smirked at her; she scowled.
The principle stood up and called for quiet, a hush fell over the school, "Good morning students," he beamed at them, "today we are going to award the first place and runner up prizes for yesterdays tennis tournament which I hope you all managed to watch. There were some fantastic matches and some real shows of talent," he continued to shower praise but Anzu wasn't listening.
She was more worried about the hand that was creeping up the inside of her thigh but she swatted it away. "You lost remember?" she hissed, careful not to attract too much attention.
"I may have lost the bet but that doesn't mean I can't have you for myself," Bakura whispered in her ear. The hairs on the back of Anzu's neck bristled and despite Bakura's attempt of distraction it did nothing for her when he walked onto the podium.
Anzu's eyes widened, her shoulders squared, she shifted back in her seat, his hands curled into fists, her breath hitched in her throat and she began to repeatedly chew her lip. Bakura watched her change with interest, he looked up at the block of a man that the principle had said was their knew sports teacher. He took in the blonde hair, cold steely blue eyes, badly shaven chin and the dark sunglasses pushed up on top of an American flag bandanna.
He watched the man's eyes move him and then lock on Anzu. His hand was still on her leg so he felt her begin to shake. He nearly reeled back in shock; the girl was as white a sheet and beginning to sweat. This wasn't nervousness, this was sheer terror; he'd seen it in Ryou as a child when the bullies picked on him.
He looked up at the rows of students scanning for Ryou, he found him in seconds; white hair wasn't common. 'What do I do?' he mouthed. He could see Ryou was looking worriedly at Anzu and periodically glancing in the other direction. He followed his gaze to see Yami with one hand on Marik's tanned arm. The blond Egyptian was twitching and hissing at Yami, probably to release him.
Whoever the new guy was he was obviously someone Anzu and Marik had met before, then it hit him. The day they had both been ill, the day that Jounouchi girl had been wondering around with a spring in her step, the day Katsuya had kept his head down and had fidgeted whenever the topic of Marik came up. There was something going on here.
He leaned over to Anzu, looping an arm round her waist and whispering in her ear, the man's eyes still on them, "You know him don't you?" he felt and saw her nod, "when we go up, stay close to me, whoever he is, I doubt he'll try anything in front of masses of students."
Anzu's shivering began to stop, "Alright, could Mazaki Anzu, Atari Bakura, Asakura Yoh (A/N: I don't own Shaman King) and Hanajima Saki (A/N: I don't own Fruits Basket) please come up to receive their awards. Anzu was still pale but she seemed a little bit less panicky with Bakura right next to her, one hand on the small of her back. He and the blond man exchanged glares as he handed over the trophy. Bakura noticed how he deliberately brushed his hands across Anzu's, a technique he used often.
The man, Keith Howard, nearly threw his meddle at him ad begrudgingly handed over the book tokens to the other two. They went back to sit down, Keith's eyes followed them all the way, Bakura kept his arm round Anzu and his glare fixed on Keith. He wasn't the only one, Marik was glaring at him to, Yami was shifting his gaze between his two friends and Keith and Ryou was watching Anzu.
For some reason the white haired boy felt that the Bakura/Anzu picture was wrong, it just didn't quiet fit. It should be him, Ryou shook his head, no, what was he thinking? He wasn't allowed to do that and what would a girl like Anzu ever see in him anyway?
"Anyway students, we'll be having a dance, formal dress event, to raise money for the school charity. There will be a prom king and queen with crowns made by the art department," some of the students laughed, "Now, we're taking a different turn from last year, instead of boys asking girls, this year we want the girls to ask the boys. You're dismissed."
With that, he walked off and everyone else stood up. Chatter started immediately as everyone pushed and shoved in an attempt to get out.
Once they were out of the hall and at Anzu's first classroom door she turned to Bakura, "Thank-you, but, don't ever come near me again."
Bakura looked taken aback, the girl he saw now was now the lively, academic girl he'd already seen. What he saw now was trauma, her past maybe?
"Anzu," she flinched away from him.
"Bakura, what did you do to her?" Bakura whirled round to face Ryou who was alternating between glaring at him and casting worried glances at Anzu.
"Nothing, baka," Bakura sneered and stormed off leaving the rabbit of a boy to look after that pathetic snivelling girl. In the meantime he had to find Yami and Marik…there was something he needed to tell them.
He found them in the back of their first class, Yami was still watching Marik wearily who seemed bothered at the very least.
"Hey," Bakura called and Yami nodded, "what's up with him?" Bakura asked jabbing his thumb in Marik's direction, Marik responded by scowling harder at his desk. Bakura fidgeted, he'd come into school this morning and that Jounouchi girl looked like Shogatsu (A/N: Means New Years, only 2 of Japan are Christian and Christmas is not a traditional celebration although it is gaining popularity.) had come early. Then, as soon as that new gym teacher shows up Anzu and Marik go haywire and Yami was looking edgy.
"Dunno, he won't say a word to me," Yami replied. Suddenly, with a clatter, Marik pushed his chair back and stormed out of the room. Bakura turned to follow but Yami held his wrist and shook his head. "I wouldn't, he'd say something to us if he wanted our help," Bakura raised an eyebrow.
"Yami, we're the only friends he's got, who the hell would he go to?" Bakura demanded glaring.
"Well you saw didn't you, that new gym teacher spooked Anzu too, she was terrified and Marik was furious. You remember when neither Marik or Anzu went into school and that day that girl, Katsuya sister, had a spring in her step?" Yami asked.
Bakura nodded, "Yeh, what of it?"
"I think this has something to do with the three of them, Ryou went to Anzu's house that day didn't he? Did he say anything?" Yami asked.
"Only that she hadn't seemed too ill, quite bouncy actually," Bakura didn't mention what else Ryou had said.
"Then I'm pretty sure, whatever landed Marik in the hospital that day, Anzu was either involved or saw it. There's something wrong here and I don't like it," Yami finished.
Bakura opened his mouth to reply but class just then started and he was forced to shut up.
- No this has not suddenly morphed into a crossover story, I just couldn't think of names so I picked some of my favourite characters from my favourite Anime.
Anyway, Bakura didn't reveal his loss this chapter but he will.
Next Chapter summary :-
Marik makes a demand of Anzu, a bit of scheming and Ryou gets the fright of his life.
NEXT UPDATE WILL BE JULY 3rd!