Author's Note: Glad people actually like it…I'm a comedy writer, I have to add in funny parts.
By the way, in case you haven't noticed, in this fic, Anzu and Yugi have feelings for each other. Out of curiosity, do you think I should take their relationship any further?
Suggestions for things you'd like to see in the future (including pairings) are always welcome.
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Jonouchi remained there, too petrified to move, when a man in black appeared in front of him suddenly. The next moment, the image of the highway vanished.
The two were in the middle of complete nothingness. There was nothing but darkness, pressing on all sides.
Two lights passed through the black, however, one silver, one gold; the glowing grains of sand from the hourglasses.
"This is what will happen if you do not return the time machine and allow me to destroy it", came the man's voice.
"But…dere's nothin here", Jonouchi replied.
"Precisely. If you keep it, you will be transported to a variety of places, and screw up the timestream so much that you will completely unravel the fabric of time and space, single-handedly."
"You're da one who made dese thing. Why do you want to destroy them if you made them?" Jonouchi asked. The man sighed.
"Ok, here's what happened. I am William Schroeder, a scientist from Germany who was hired to come to Japan and work on a project. One night I stayed late, and discovered how to master time. I made six time machines---"
"Six? I thought you made three."
"No. There were three that I never told the press about. At various points in the future, those get taken. I don't know the exact identities of all those who took them, and I'm trying to track them down one at a time. At the time when I made that last fusion, and found out the machine worked, I thought very highly of myself and believed my contributions would change the world. Later, I realized that my contributions would change the world---but not for the better. I know now that time should not be meddled with. Sometimes it is not best for us to see our futures, or journey to the past. We should remain in our own time, accepting what has happened and looking forward to what will come."
"Well, I---" But Jonouchi did not have time to finish his response, because he had just disappeared again.
Cursing, Schroeder turned to his time machine, set some coordinates, and vanished.
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Back in the present, Katsuya and Honda had regained consciousness, and the gang was heading to their first-hour class.
"Hey Anzu, I have a question", said Katsuya, as he matched her long strides.
"Yeah?"
"What do we have for first-hour again?"
"You mean you can memorize the lunch menu but not remember your classes?"
"Anzu, I only rememba useful things."
Anzu disguised her snort as a cough, and stopped at a water fountain as an excuse. After taking a drink, she turned around.
First her eyes met with the spiky purple hair. Then her gaze met that of Yugi's.
"Oh, hey Yugi, you don't have to wait for me. You go on ahead."
"Anzu, there's something I need to tell you."
"Well, what is it, Yugi?"
"I…" He blushed now, staring at the floor. "Anzu…I…"
"You want me to go to class with you", Anzu replied, to spare him the embarrassment. She knew how he felt about her, and knew how shy he was.
"Uh…yeah, sure, let's go with that!"
They walked along for a little bit. When they stopped at Anzu's locker so she could get her things, Yugi asked, "Hey Anzu, what do you think about this whole Jonouchi-being-lost-in-time-and-space thing?"
"I don't know. I hope he's okay. I hate it when things happen to our friends."
"Well, what about that guy in the overcoat?" Yugi queried.
"Oh, I don't know. He looks kind of like one of Kaiba's goons."
"Yeah…hey Anzu?"
"Hmm?"
"Well…" Yugi blushed a little. "Well what if what Jonouchi had really was a time machine, then…well…what do you think the future is like?"
"What do you mean, Yugi?" They were right outside the classroom now.
"Well…I mean…uh…do you ever wonder who you're going to marry or anything like that?"
Now it was Anzu's turn to blush. "Oh! Well…I guess I do sometimes. I---"
Some snickering was heard now from behind the door of the classroom door, which was ajar. It was Katsuya and Honda.
"What are you two doing back there!" Anzu demanded to know, her face completely red, though from embarrassment or fury was left to speculation.
"We were waitin for you two lovebirds to get here", Katsuya replied, "You guys always get to class before us, and we wouldn't want to break the record."
"What record? The record for biggest idiots on the planet?" Anzu snarled, a vein pulsating in her temple, "And I'd like to see your little record keep me from strangling you!"
As Anzu attempted to throttle Katsuya and Honda, Yugi sweatdropped.
Atemu was snickering and Yugi blushed.
A few minutes later, when she had accomplished her business, Anzu marched into the classroom, that vein still pulsating, thunderstorms raging above her head.
In the classroom, Yugi, Anzu, Katsuya, and Honda all went to their respective seats, with Otogi coming in a few seconds later, a dreamy look on his face, as he took his seat in front of Honda.
"What's up with you, Otogi? You have this totally spaced out look on your face", commented Anzu.
"You better not have been with my sister", Katsuya growled. Otogi appeared not to have heard.
"She held my hand", he said, sitting down.
"Are you sure it was actually Shizuka's hand this time?" asked Anzu, smirking. Otogi flushed.
"That was completely accidental!"
Arching an eyebrow, Anzu replied, "Maybe, but the fact that you were caressing Yugi's hand is disturbing."
"Do you have to bring that up? And yes, it was Shizuka, as I escorted her to class."
"WHAT! Otogi, you stay away from my sister, or I'm gonna---"
"Cool it, Jonouchi, can't he walk to class with her? Yugi and I walk to class together all the time", interjected Anzu. There was immediately a burst of muffled snorts.
"What?" Anzu said, looking around at them, "Can't a guy and a girl walk to class without people thinking anything of it?"
"Whatever you say, Anzu", Katsuya replied, turned around in his seat to speak to her, as she sat further back in the room than him.
"Hey Jonouchi, look who's here", said Honda, tapping Katsuya on the shoulder. Katsuya turned to the front, his eyes narrowing as he saw who had walked through the door.
"Oh great, it's rich boy. I was hopin he might go work at his precious company and leave school indefinitely."
"Wow, Jonouchi, that's a big word for you. Did you learn it all by yourself?" sneered Seto Kaiba, who had heard Jonouchi quite easily, as the latter had a rather voluminous voice.
"Keep walkin, Kaiba!" Katsuya snapped.
Smirking, Kaiba went to his desk, setting his briefcase down on the floor with a clatter. Before he sat down, however, he managed to get the last word in.
"It's not even worth my time to talk to you, you mutt."
"MUTT! KAIBA---"
"Sit down, Jonouchi", said the teacher, who had just strode into the room. Katsuya, who had jumped out of his seat, sat down, though he was still glaring at Kaiba.
"You two have some serious issues to work out", muttered Anzu.
"Now, today we learn about feudal Japan", the teacher droned.
It was shocking that the woman could accomplish a feat like making butt-kicking samurais sound boring, but she did, and quite well.
Otogi was flipping a die up in the air, though when it accidentally hit Ryou Bakura in the head, he stopped.
Honda was sprawled across his desk, sleeping in a pool of his own drool.
Yugi was pretending to take notes, but was really writing love poems about Anzu, things that he would never, ever let her see.
And Katsuya was flicking bits of paper at Anzu, the only one who was paying attention somewhat. As she started to reprimand him, she noticed something.
"Hey Jonouchi, weren't you all bruised before?" she asked quietly.
"Yeah, why?"
"Because you're not beat up-looking anymore! You must have changed things or something!"
"Well, dat's good…can I still flick paper at you?"
"No."
"Why not? You're so fun to annoy!"
When that vein in Anzu's temple began to pulsate, Katsuya contented himself with pinging paper footballs off the back of Honda's pointy brown head.
There was a knock at the door, and the whole class instantly came back to life. The teacher left. A few minutes later, she returned, a raven-haired teen in tow.
"Class, we have a new student."
Yugi and his friends groaned. One now student's psychotic dark side had tried to murder them all in Death-T, and another had tried to send them to the Shadow Realm on more than one occasion.
"This is Atsuko Kamashi. Atsuko, dear, tell us something about yourself."
"I'm going to banish your minds to the shadows for all eternity."
"Great", the teacher replied tonelessly, "Another practical joker. Well, there's an empty desk back there next to Mr. Kaiba."
Kaiba perked up his head at the mention of his name. Had the teacher called on him? He wouldn't know. He never paid attention in class; he already knew it all. When he saw the girl at the front of the room, however, he figured out that there was a new student.
She came and sat down in the empty desk on the left side of him. He smirked, knowing that Anzu would almost immediately try to recruit the girl to her club.
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Jonouchi staggered to his feet. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a ninja came at him.
The boy sighed. Why did things always have to come after him when he was transported?
Grinning, he held up his fists. If there was one thing he knew he could win at, it was a fight.
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Author's Note: Well, I introduced two new characters, as you can see: Kaiba and my Roleplaying charrie, Atsuko. Like I said earlier, if there's anything you'd prefer in terms of pairings, then tell me.