POISON
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Pairing: Kaiba Seto/ Mazaki Anzu (Tea Gardener)
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: Having to state over and over again that I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh can be very depressing. sigh
A/N: I was shocked by how hard it was to finally get this chapter completed and typed, and it's not due to writers block. I'm one of the lucky few who is spared from that horror. Instead I get caught up in reading everyone else's stories and tend to forget about my. Not to mention all the new ideas that are suddenly popping up from out of nowhere. My mind is tied in knots at the moment. half attempted cheer
CHAPTER TWOThe warning bell pierced through the calm atmosphere of the girls change room at Domino High. The students had five minutes to get to their last class or risk detention and sensei only knows what.
Anzu, now in her gym uniform, reluctantly closed her locker and took many forced steps towards the gym. For the majority of the day she had been steering clear of Seto, jumping at any deep voices or tall shadows. She had taken to avoiding the hall his locker rested in, making her late to class more then once. Unfortunately Physical Education was the one class they shared together. The only senior co-ed gym class, run by the tyrant Ebisawa.
Upon entering the gym Anzu spotted her friends chatting against the far wall. First thing that morning she had approached Yugi and apologized for her harsh words the night before. With a bright smile on his face he pushed the entire thing aside. Only then did he mention Yami joining the conversation. The thought worried her. Did he have any idea why she had had a difficult time focusing? He wasn't anywhere as naive as Yugi.
"Hey guy," Anzu put her perfected smile in place.
The small group returned her greeting before Jou and Honda continued to bicker over what she guesses was mindless dribble.
"How'd ya know that? Ya sensei's pet or somethin'?" Jou shot at Honda.
His friend rolled his eyes. "All I'm saying Jou, is you can't go wrong with sticking to the basics. The history paper is worth thirty percent of our final mark and you were already told duel monsters isn't an excepted topic." Duel Monsters. No surprise there. Al though homework was a surprised topic.
The guys change room doors opened producing Seto. All the girls sighed at the sight of the billionaire. He strode towards his designated wall space, which he coincidentally had to pass her to get to. In hushed whispers his fan club began debating over whom he would be escorting to the formal after graduation in the weeks to come. Jealousy took a hold of Anzu. She knew her boyfriend would never cheat on her but she never trusted the sworn in members of a Kaiba Seto club.
Realizing someone had asked her a question, Anzu focused back in on her friends. "My history paper?" her few words drew Seto's attention. She smirked almost identical to Seto's. "All the time I spent with it last night finally got to me. It's a pathetic, obnoxious, excuse of homework with a dark side. If it doesn't give any I don't see why I need to be so dedicated to it. Whenever I deal with it I just end up with a headache."
Yugi looked up at her in bewilderment. "But you always try your best. How can you give up now?"
The sound of Ebisawa's whistle silenced the entire class and sent the slackers running to their places along the wall, cutting off Anzu's reply. His rough voice boomed, "Today class, as all you miscreant should know, we are beginning something new. And I don't care if any of you have Asthma or the black plague, no one gets out of it." Groans were heard from a few of the more daring student. Ebisawa grinned evilly. "Today, we shall learn a little thing called self-defense."
That was a first. Maybe for once the sexist gym teacher would mark her fairly. Little did her friends know, Anzu took self-defense on the side. It was something her dance teacher had recommended when she became a little aggressive with her dance moves.
Jou stepped forward with a bemused look on his face. "Ya want us ta beat each other up?"
"Why don't you beat yourself up and save us the trouble," Seto's deep voice replied.
The blonde turned baring his fists in anger. "I could take ya on right now Moneybags! Jus' you n' me!"
The billionaire smirked. "I would have more difficulty against your sister."
Honda and Otogi latched onto Jou's arms, holding him back. "It's not worth it man," Honda said, "Just let it go."
"Jounouchi Detention!" Ebisawa's commanding voice bellowed.
Anzu sighed, not at all surprise by the outcome. The gym teacher had had it out for the blonde since he first stepped through the gym doors. Jou would be lucky if one detention was all he got that period. Much to her disappointment Seto didn't receive any. She glared in his direction for getting her friend in trouble.
Her teacher's voice drew her attention. "The only student in my class who knows any self defense is Kaiba. To see were the rest of you wannabe's stand each of you will take turns against him. Do I have any volunteers or should I go in alphabetical order?" He grinned insanely down at the clipboard in his hands.
Gasps echoed around the gym and faces paled in fear. There was no way that was legal. It had to have been another of his horrible jokes. The type that just weren't funny but for the sake of your grade you laughed anyway. Honda and Otogi were once again holding Jou back with their hands clamped over his mouth to prevent him from getting his butt whipped.
"No volunteers, huh? Is everyone going to soil their uniforms?" Her sensei threw his head back and laughed, "All of you girls are going to have extra laundry if the guys are scared shitless."
The rest of the class began to laugh along assuming the same thing as Anzu. It was one sorry joke. That was until Seto proceeded forward and stood beside Ebisawa, arms crossed.
"Not even one volunteer? Come on boys. Start acting like men and show the inferior gender whose boss."
Anzu was really being offered the chance to beat up Seto. Without knowing it Ebisawa had just made her day. The brunette slowly walked to the middle of the gym, each footstep drawing another pair of eyes. A hint of shock flickered across the young CEO's face before it turned back to stone. She smiled to herself.
The crank of a sensei pointed his finger at her. "What's the meaning of this Mazaki?" he frowned, "Going first won't get you any extra credit."
She heard the protests of her friends behind her, all except for Jou who was yelling at her to wipe the floor with Kaiba, until Honda covered his mouth. "I'm not feeling very well. If it's okay I'd like to get loosing over with and then you can pick someone else." For the first time in a while she enjoyed telling a lie.
Ebisawa sized her up and then relented. "Just don't run out of here crying when you lose." She informed him she wouldn't, then turned to Seto.
"Miss me, Mazaki?" he sneered.
"Don't flatter yourself, Kaiba-kun," she ground out.
The couple began to circle each other never losing eye contact. For the element of surprise Anzu never took a fighting stance. She pulled an elastic band off of her wrist and quickly tied her hair back. "I'm open, or are you afraid to fight me?" she taunted.
The young man stopped moving, his left side facing her. "I'm devious, not cruel. But you already knew that." If she had been cruel Anzu would have liked to give their class some examples of Seto's devious ways that not even Mokuba knew about.
"That's right, you're worried about my safety," Anzu said, fake smile back in place.
He sent her a look asking 'Am I?' It was her only warning before he spun around and aimed a kick right at her stomach. Seconds before his foot would have connected Anzu back flipped out of the way.
"Your dance moves aren't going to save you, Mazaki," he said, tone condescending, "Admit defeat now and you will save yourself the shame."
Mimicking exactly what her boyfriend had done she went in for a kick. Seto grabbed onto her ankle and twisted. With the momentum of her other foot Anzu spun herself almost parallel with the floor, getting out of his grasp and landing in a catlike position.
"Who said they were dance moves?" The look in his eyes was anger driven lust and she loved it. The more they stared at each other the more he would be able to read her eyes. Not about to give him the satisfaction, she got into a fighting stance, gazing at a spot just over his shoulder. Let the games begin.
For a good fifteen minutes the couple flew around the gym, using walls, mats, and benches to their advantage. Both had underestimated their opponent, and were working up a sweat on account of it. Witnessing her boyfriend in a different light got Anzu's adrenaline pumping. Heavy breathing. Flowing body movement. Deep voiced taunts. Passion filled eyes. Come to think of it they were in an almost identical situation when they first got together.
Anzu yelped as her feet were swept out from under her. She landed flat on her back. It wasn't hard enough to knock the wind out of her, but the force left her jarred. When had she let her guard down? If she was ticked before she was enraged now. Her only bout of satisfaction came from belting Seto up the side of his head in front of the entire class. It would spread like wild fire in their school and out.
He stood over her softly panting. "Say it Mazaki and this will all end now." When she didn't move he shocked her by offering her a hand up. Maybe it was his way of apologizing for the night before.
Graciously accepting the offer, Anzu reveled in the skin on skin contact. Apparently it was exactly what Seto had been expecting. Almost instantaneously her arm was twisted behind her back and she was pinned face down on the floor. She felt like crying again.
On risk of detention her friends rushed out to detach her and Seto. With little complaint he let her go. Unwilling to look at him she dropped her head to Otogi's shoulder. Not one person made a sound. Her fellow students stared in aw at what they had witnessed. Even Ebisawa appeared to be rethinking his strategy. Just as long as it didn't include her she would be fine.
Cool refreshing water was never more appreciated. Anzu snatched the tempting bottle out of Yugi's hand and downed the entire thing. Her muscles had turned to mush and then some. With a forced sigh she dropped down beside her friend.
After seeing what Anzu was capable of, Ebisawa decided to use her in the same way he had Seto. She went up against every girl in the class, while Seto was granted permission to beat up every guy. Jou was the only one who really had any potential. Because of his days involved with gangs he knew all the dirty ways to take someone down. The blonde wouldn't have anyone up in his face for at least a year.
They now had ten minutes to shower and change back into their school uniforms before the dismissal bell went. Her joints screamed at her as Anzu stood with the help of her friends and made it to the change room. She took her time changing. Her agenda was free every Monday after school, and she had never been more grateful not having to rush. Her mind was focused on passing out the second she got home.
Exiting the gym, she headed to her locker to pick up her books. If anyone had still been wandering the halls they would have witnessed her staring wide eyed into the small compartment. With a trembling hand she reached in and grabbed the object of her shock. Her mind was reeling.
How had he gotten into her locker? They had never found any point in sharing locker combos. Yet Seto had amazed her once again. She spun around frantically hunting for him but he was long gone. At least he had the courtesy to not return her cell phone to her in front of her friends. For all she cared he could have kept it. All she really wanted was an apology. Yet the chances of her receiving one didn't even exist.
REVIEWSwheelershanyou: If you didn't like it I'd be scared. So many people would be hunting me down . . . . . .
Ana: I hope you got away from your Yami ok. Please pass this on, ahem, hack, cough "I made a Yami drool!!!!!!!!!!!!!" runs and hides behind Seto and Anzu voice actors
Starian Princess: Seto has got mega ways to go before he starts to understand were everyone else is coming from. That's what you get for having such a traumatizing childhood. Maybe we should go teach him. wink, wink He might be poison but not all poison is bad for you. Especially if it comes in the form of a sexy bishie.
Miryoku: That jerk. Seto is one big meeeeeeeaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnie! But don't worry, he still learning. At least I hope so. I've never known a guy who could be so stubborn. Seto: Say anymore and I'll send you to the shadow realm with my millennium rod. Me: HA! You don't even know how to use it! Seto: Yes, well . . . .
Kineticfairy: Don't worry. Seto and Anzu won't be able to last without each other. How long it takes them to realize that . . . well . . . it could take a while.
Demon of Faith: In all honesty the two of them will do lots of stupid things. It's just natural. Thank you so much! You have no idea what your review means to me. Now I've got lots of courage to keep going. Beautiful singing by the way.
sweetfiregirl: Loving the story is al that is needed.
Avataria13: The power struggle is the number one reason why I believe Anzu and Seto could be together. If you don't get all up in his face he won't pay any ounce of attention to you. Even in the anime, Anzu seems to know that.
Secluded Sapphire: Every single word? tear Wow, I'm speechless.
LuvinAnime: The day I updated my computer kept saying it wasn't working and I finally gave up and said I try again the next day. Low and behold when I got back on it was there was chapter one. I felt like throwing sharp object at the monitor. I can almost imagine you scolding Seto and him standing in front of you with his eyes downcast in shame. LOL. What a picture that makes.
CWolf2: My biggest fear was how people would take the difference between the prologue and chapter one. Relief has never felt so good. Thank you!
pocky no miko: Smirking is a very good thing. Did anyone come over and ask what you were reading? I find that always happens when you least want it.
KeikoGurl: Some how I wish I had smashed Seto's hands in his laptop. But you figure what other way is there to get his attention that doesn't involve chocolate and Anzu's playful ways.
thefutureMrs.Kaiba: Whenever the wedding is you've got to let me come. Just so I can see Seto one more time before he is gone from the world of singles. (And maybe work my magic).
Nightfall2525: Liking it is all I'm going for. Good luck with your studies.
TheAlmightyMasterT-Chan: Man, Tabbi, don't burst a blood vessel over the story. I think . . . . . splurging on me would be nice.