POISON
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Pairing: Kaiba Seto / Mazaki Anzu
Summary: Seto and Anzu have been secretly dating for months, but the pressure of constantly lying to her friend's is finally getting to the dancer. What will it take for Anzu to get through to Kaiba without destroying their relationship and each other before it is too late.
Disclaimer: pout why is Yu-Gi-Oh not mine? grumble don't answer that.
A/N: I have never been so surprised in all my life when I saw the amount of reviews I got. My mother wondered what was wrong with me when I tried and failed to silence my glee. EVERYONE, THANK YOU SO MUCH!! Now what are you wasting your time reading this for? Get to the story!
CHAPTER ONEWith slow precise movements Anzu broke her last piece of chocolate and placed half of it on her tongue before closing her mouth. She sat on top of her boyfriend's desk, in his home office. Her goal had been to pull him away from his work, and so far it was working. She loved having his undivided attention, especially when his laptop sat directly in front of him. Without pulling her eyes away from Seto's, she closed the laptop and leaned back resting her weight on her hands.
"I'm sorry. Did you say you wanted some?" Anzu licked her lips, drawing the young CEO's gaze. "I only have one piece left."
The look he gave her caused her blood to run cold with anticipation. Her eyes half closed with the rush. Hopping off the desk Anzu moved to stand before a leather office chair and the man sitting in it. She picked up the piece of chocolate from the desk.
"It's not very big. I don't believe we will be able to share it." She just about didn't finish the sentence when Seto grabbed onto her hips and pulled her closer, never releasing his grip. Just like every other time they touch an invisible shock would take over her body. The deep blue eyes of Seto told Anzu he had felt it as well.
She quickly popped the sweet temptation into her mouth and made a show of swirling it around on her tongue. Before Anzu realized what was happening, Seto yanked her down to be straddling his lap. Their lips crushed together. Mesmerized by the heat of his mouth, she readily gave him access. The only thing more captivating then getting to taste Seto, was being allowed to taste Seto with chocolate. Anzu voiced her approval as the two rich flavors melted together, taking with them all of her other senses.
It had been way too long since they had seen each other. Two days and three hours to be exact. Twenty-four hours was about as much as she could take before her mind was completely consumed by her addiction. She wished she could go back to her life as it was before, consisting of everyone but Kaiba Seto. And yet at the same time she wanted to soak in every second of time with him she had ever had and would have. Unfortunately, as she had learned, chocolate was a horrible substitute. But if you put the two together . . . . . . .
Anzu wound her arms around his neck, threading her fingers into his hair. This time not only for the sensations but to prevent Seto from pulling away. After all oxygen was just a foolish notion that human beings shouldn't even have to deal with. She relaxed back into the kiss, marveling in her favorite pass time. Conscious of the burning cold waves building in her lower abdomen, from Seto massaging her thigh's.
How long they sat there without a breath of air between their bodies, Anzu didn't know. But she did know when a sharp noise cut through their moment that if Seto didn't hire an assassin to take out the inventor of cell phones she would. In all actuality the mood had yet to be spoiled interruption or not.
Reluctantly she pulled away, sending a sorry glance to Seto. He in turn gave her the closest thing to a pout he could manage, which appeared to be more of an injured puppy look. Leaning to the side Anzu grabbed her purse from off the desk and unzipped it. Once she had retrieved her cell Seto tossed the purse aside and began attacking her neck with his talented mouth. My goodness was it talented.
A shrilling ring brought her back to the fact that she had yet to see who was calling. It took five failed attempts for Anzu to answer her phone.
"Mmmmmoshi mmmmoshi?"
"Uh. . . . .," the voice hesitated, "Anzu, are you okay?"
That voice. For some unknown reason it sounded vaguely familiar, but for the life of her she couldn't place it. Most likely because of the stimulating torture being preformed all over her skin. "Yeah," she let out breathlessly, "Who is this?"
"Yugi."
Her eyes shot open, half expecting to see her friend watching Seto and herself from behind the chair. Her body became tenses for a couple seconds until her boyfriend made her slowly relax. "Yu-Yugi?" she let out a shaky laugh, "Hey." Seto's hand tightened on her hips and he growled against her neck at the name of his rival.
Yugi's concerned voice came over the cell. "You don't sound like yourself. Is anything wrong?" Anzu could picture her friend frowning at the other end.
She took a calming breath before responding. "I'm doing fine. What's up?"
The brief pause Yugi took before replying told her that he didn't buy her answer, but trusted her to tell him what was happening when she felt up to it. "Well, everyone is heading over to Ryou's house to hang for a bit. We just got in some new duel monster cards that the guys want to try out and we'll most likely order in whatever food Jou is craving. You should join us. If you need a ride I can get Honda to pick you up on his motorcycle."
Anzu bit her lip to stop herself from moaning when Seto's talented mouth hit her pulse point. Trying to do two things at once she had only caught half of what Yugi had said. "I wish I could Yugi, but I uh . . . I'm busy. I have . . . . um I have . . . . my . . . .my history paper to write. I've only got one hour to spend . . . . at the . . . Domino Library."
His tone fell. "But that paper isn't due until next week."
Slender fingers crept under the hem of Anzu's shirt, sliding against smooth skin, producing goose bumps. She could have withstood the one action. But her mind began to shut down when she felt Seto's alluring breath in her ear.
"Can you hold on a second Yugi?" Anzu put him on hold. "Seto?" she exhailed. Once he moved his head to look at her she extracted herself from his lap as quickly as possible and moved to the other side of his desk, cell still in hand. He sent her a satisfied smirk, pleased that once again he had gained the control. In reply, Anzu glared weak daggers back. Seto was a darn good distraction but a distraction nonetheless. Now what had she been talking about? Oh yes, history paper.
"I really need the mark Yugi."
"But it's only one hour. Why can't you do it tomorrow?"
The dancer sighed.
"It will be the third time in the last week that you've been too busy. We never get to see you anymore. What is always keeping you so busy that you don't have time for you friends?" Yugi's upset tone turned commanding.
The emotionally frazzled girl glanced up at Seto with a frown, surprised that he was watching her in amusement as oppose to returning to his work. "I'm sorry Yugi, but I have way too much homework to do."
"Are you really sorry?"
Anzu frowned, hand on hip, "And just what is that suppose to mean?"
"You spend so much time away from, us we are beginning to believe that you no longer care."
The comment stung more then she was willing to admit. "How can you honestly think that?" she asked in disbelief.
"You can learn much from watching a persons actions."
That didn't sound like the Yugi she knew. The more she pondered on what he had said the more she fanned the little flame of anger deep within her until she felt like bursting. "I have more then just you guys in my life now, Yugi! If you can't accept that then it's your problem! After four years you're still obsessed with duel monsters! Maybe I want to make something of myself! I can only stand on the sidelines for so long!"
"Anzu that's not-"
"Goodbye Yugi. I have a history paper to write."
"Anzu-"
"I said goodbye!" With the click of a button she ended the call.
Tension ran through her entire body. Why had she just done that? She had no right to treat her friends with disrespect. If anyone had the right to be angry it was most definitely Yugi. Not only had she lied to her best friend, but she had blown up at him for telling her the honest to goodness truth. Did she even have a reason for her actions?
A pair of strong hands pried her knuckle white fingers from around her cell phone and placed it on the desk. There was her reason. All six foot whatever of him. Seto stared down at her with a smirk in place. Surprisingly it stirred true anger in her.
Anzu frowned, resting her forehead against his chest. "I just lied to my best friend," she mumbled, "How many times do you think it is now? Not that it matters. A lie is a lie. Every day I'm loosing more of their trust."
Seto rubbed soothing circles on her back. "There is no reason to waste time pondering over your friends. Our relationship doesn't involve them."
"Our relationship includes me, Seto. I don't like hiding things from my friends, the same way you always hide who you are from the world."
Realizing where the conversation was heading he pulled away from Anzu and walk back to his office chair. "We have already discussed your friends Anzu." His body language stated that the conversation was over. Like heck it was.
"And we are going to discuss them again," she ground out, suddenly getting the urge to stomp her foot in protest.
He opened his laptop. "I have work to do."
"You didn't seem that worried about it a few minutes ago." Seto glanced at her, his eyes daring her to continue with her train of thought. "Give me one good reason why my friends aren't allowed to know that we are an item." Her only reply was the tapping of keys. "Seto!" she raised her voice, "Give me one good reason!"
He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. "Your safety."
Anzu had to refrain from rolling her eyes in exasperation. "That's always the case with you, isn't it? I've gotten in more life threatening situations being your enemy then I have being your girlfriend. You had better darn well have another reason." Deep inside she was almost afraid he didn't.
"Aside from Mokuba you are the only person with whom I care about and yet you don't appear to enjoy that fact," his smirk decorated his face. "Would you prefer I treat you like any other woman on the street as a way to satisfy my needs?"
Waves of even more anger flashed across her face. They hadn't even gotten to that stage of the relationship and if she had her way they wouldn't for a long while. "So I'm just another Mokuba that answers to your different emotions?"
His eyes narrowed. "You're twisting my words Anzu," he growled.
"Am I? Maybe you're scared of what everyone will think of you, when they find out you've opened up a part of you for another person! Am I going to ruin the reputation you have worked so hard to uphold?" Little did she know how close to the truth she had come. Her eyes widened as she watched her boyfriend once again attack his laptop. Anzu marched forward and slammed his computer shut, just missing his hands. "I asked you a question!"
Seto sent her a look that made her knees mentally shake in fear. But she wasn't about to back down. "Or maybe," his cold voice began, "I hide our relationship out of embarrassment."
The one sentence was a slap across the face. Anzu searched the CEO's eyes for any hint of remorse at what he had said, but he had already slid his mask back into place. "My friends won't look at you with disgust," she whispered, madly blinking back tears, "If anyone it would be me."
Bending down she snatched up her purse and ran from the room just about knocking one of the mansions maids to the floor. Too emotionally rot to apologize the dancer tore down the stairs and out the front doors.
She had argued within herself over when Kaiba Seto would eventually leave her scarred. She could still feel the cut and it burned deep. Some part of her screamed to run back into the mansion and apologize to him, but instead she collapsed inside her parents car. Tears poured down Anzu's cheeks. She made no move to wipe them away. Instead she covered her mouth to muffle her sobs.
It hurt. Like he was pulling at her heartstrings. The realization at what had just occurred sent dread swimming through her. Seto had become the only thing in her life that she relied on and still relied on. Anzu remained curled up in the drivers seat until she had no more tears to cry. With shaking hands the brunette started the car and slowly drove away from the Kaiba mansion and out onto the empty street.
REVIEWSMarin M: My very first review for Poison. Thank you. You kept me smiling all day.
Elusia: I'm so glad you enjoyed the story. Poison is the only fanfic I was actually nervous about posting but your review has helped wipe that feeling away.
Quickening-Heart: Thanks. I shall try my hardest for the rest of the story to come out the same. I'm just relieved I'm not getting graded on it.
poptart: Wow. Usually I'm at the end of waiting for more updates. You shall not be disappointed.
Charmedbloody: Seto and Anzu are my favorite couple as well. The only solution was to write a fanfic for people like us.
Miryoku: I could never not update for you guys.
Time Warp: Interesting is only the beginning. Mwahahahahahaha!
unknown: I use to try leaving cliffhangers in my stories for the fun of it. Yet once I gave up they all came naturally. You might end up asking that question a lot, but that's a good thing.
KeikoGurl: You have given me so much inspiration. Many thanks. The whole poison analogy is metaphorical. Seto is poison. Anzu finds the poison addictive and she . . . . . well, I won't tell you just yet.
Demon of Faith: Whoa! Such an intense review. I was captivated.
Nightfall2525: The whole Anzu saying 'Seto . . .' at the end was her wishing he would have stayed because as much as she is denying it she needs him.
Strife: bowsDomo Arigatou. Unfortunately the prologue was about as sultry as it gets. There will be more, but the mood will always be changing.
LuvinAnime: One of my relatives/editors said close to the same thing about the detail. I just hate when I read something and have no idea what the characters are doing. Hey, look, this is an update.
Clarity: The angst is coming. Poison isn't as heavily angst as I had hoped but then each chapter it different. I'm glad you said the character are well done. That was my biggest concern until now.
CWolf2: I couldn't agree more. Must make Anzu shy and sensitive, which I don't deny she isn't, but she's also one of the only people who's not afraid to yell right back in Seto's face. More power to her.
CrissyKitty: In your four little words you have summarized what I was aiming for.
ladieanime: First of all I love the name. And second of all I shall always continue for you reviewers, until the ends, whenever that is.
Kineticfairy: Smiling is a good thing. My subconscious was chanting 'switch places, switch places . . . .'
Ana: Your Yami didn't drool? I wonder why that is?
pocky no miko: Your review was one I shall always remember, 'hot damn.' lol. I suddenly have a craving for pocky . . . . .
Ritzy: Ha ha little sister. Next time you review you might want to read the WHOLE chapter. I never knew you hated reading that much, yesh.
White Roses: You sound a tad speechless. cheers Was this soon enough for an update?
Maze of Illusions: Thank you. I was just trying to be different with my style. Hope you enjoyed the update.