POISON
Pairing: Kaiba Seto/ Mazaki Anzu
Summary: After a fight over keeping their relationship a secret from even Anzu's friends, the couple got in a physical fight in gym class. Both ending on the down side. But who is going to make the first move to fix everything?
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh might not be mine but some day I shall own it. Maybe a manga or two.
A/N: Out of all the chapters so far this has to be my all time favorite. If you haven't read my profile yet I love Seto and Mokuba's relationship. The one would never last without the other. Reason number two would have to do with how mush Seto is in it.
CHAPTER THREE
5:13 pm. Domino high school and every other school within the city had been let out hours before. A long time between the present and the gym class physical confrontation. An even longer time between the present and the fight over hiding their relationship took place. Two hundred and eleven minutes and sixteen seconds would match the moment his girlfriend got the phone call from Yugi. Seto had learned at an early age that conversing through mechanical devises only increased the chance of misfortunes. Not necessarily hearing bad news, but complications leading off of the conversation. Hence the roadblock in their relationship that Anzu was waiting for him to remove.
Seto pulled his eyes away from the clock, resting above the arcade door. He cursed under his breath. Why couldn't he get her off his mind? She would eventually come to terms with their disagreement and life would return too normal. So why couldn't she leave him alone. Not even Kaiba Corp. paper work had consumed his focus. The pained expression she gave him when she understood why he wasn't helping her, continued to creep up on him, every time he blinked.
"Kuso!" he swore again. Her self-pity had a habit of tugging on his guilt. Of course even his subconscious wasn't about to confirm that bit of knowledge with his conscious.
Somehow unbeknownst to Anzu, she had caused Seto to put aside his company to spend more time with Mokuba. He had even consented to leaving Mokuba's personal bodyguard, Jiro at the mansion. His little brother ended up dragging them to the arcade. At the present he was surrounded by hoards of mindless children, producing more noise then Jounouchi's rambles about defeating him at duel monsters. If Mokuba didn't enjoy submerging himself in the midst of said mindless children Seto wouldn't have given him the option.
"Seto!" Mokuba appeared to pop out of nowhere in front of his big brother. "I'm hungry. Can we go get some ice cream at the park?"
Leaving the arcade was a good idea. Heading to the park didn't sit very high on the list. Domino City Park more then not tended to have one if not all Yugi and co. members present at some point of the day. Accidentally running into Anzu was the last thing he needed.
"How about we go out for dinner Mokuba. I don't want you spoiling your appetite."
He pouted up at his big brother. The kid was eleven and pulling off innocent. Secretly Seto was doing everything in his power to make sure he wasn't about to loose it too early in life. "You can only get Miriallia's triple thick, five scoop, around the world, chocolate dipped cone at the park."
Seto had the wonderful thought to buy the ice cream cart business right out from under it's owner and destroy all ice cream carts, recipes and existing ice cream, for introducing it to his little brother. He was about to say no when a big pair of puppy dog eyes turned to him. Eleven years young and a master of the puppy dog eyes.
"All right Mokuba," he gave in. With a cheer and a satisfied smirk the preteen tore from the arcade, only to run back in and make sure Seto was following.
The Kaiba brothers proceeded down the street. The older of the two mentally screaming at his conscious while listening to the other ramble on. Beat Darth Vadar. Progressing at Dance Dance Revolution. Wanted to introduce new friend from arcade to Nii-sama. Got highest score at Virtual Fighter 4. Anzu was approaching. She—WHAT?! Looking up Seto growled under his breath. Anzu was conversing with Mokuba while wearing a half disguised look of desperation. See no way around it Seto crossed the dozen or so sidewalk squares to silently join the conversation.
"You don't have anything planned for tonight?" Mokuba eagerly questioned.
Anzu quickly shook her head. "Hold on a sec Mokuba. It is a school night after all," she paused, "And how do you know I don't have any plans?" Glancing towards his brother Seto wondered the same thing.
A smug look fell into place. "You're always over to see Seto every Monday and Thursday evening. And if some things changed, which has only happened once, you call. But you never did call so that means you're free. Now can we all get ice cream at the park?" The kid was way to perceptive for his own good.
"I-I'm sorry . . . but I just . . ." she snuck a saddened glance at her boyfriend, "I can't." For reason unknown her reply surprised the billionaire.
"But Anzu—"
"Mokuba," he cut in, placing a hand on his brothers shoulder, "She can't."
Anzu angrily jerked her head to look directly at Seto for the first time since their chance encounter. Her face mirrored the pained expression from gym class to a T. If anyone had brought his girlfriend to this state they wouldn't last to tell about it. But no one else had. He put those emotions there. He had hurt her. The tiny pinprick of feeling had to be guilt. Before Seto could blink she ran past him and got lost in the crowd.
"What did you do?"
Seto looked back down at Mokuba in confusion. "What?"
"What did you do?" he repeated louder, "What did you do to make Anzu leave like that?"
Oh. He smirked. "I didn't do anything."
"But she just left without even talking to you," Mokuba insisted, "Something happened between you two. You didn't break up, did you?" he sent terrified eyes to Seto, begging him to tell him he was wrong.
The billionaire sighed, letting his cool façade slide. "No Mokuba. We haven't broken up." Their relationship wasn't nearly as bad as it could be. She could have been like most women in Japan, either wanting his money or to get in his pants, but she wasn't. Anzu had accepted him for whom he was and hadn't tried to change him, if you excluded pushing the idea of spending less time working and more time with those you care about.
"Then how come she left?"
Seto realized how confusing Anzu and his own actions were to his little brother and squatted down to Mokuba's level. "We had a disagreement of sorts, Mokuba. Call it a quarrel if you will. She will understand soon enough. You have nothing to worry about."
His little brother frowned. "She'll understand what? Nii-sama what happened? Don't you like Anzu any more?"
"My feelings haven't changed towards her."
"But she's mad at you. What did you do Seto?" Right back to the beginning. Both brothers knew that Mokuba had already caught on to why everything had happened, and yet he wasn't about to let go. The 'what' had yet to be answered.
"It was only a disagreement." Seto told him again, wishing Mokuba would accept his answer and forget it.
"You need to apologize to her," his little brother ordered in a kind suggestion.
"I have no reason to."
Mokuba pouted in anger, "You hurt Anzu. You need to apologize for what happened." He balled his hands into fists.
"I'm not apologizing to Anzu, Mokuba. She needs to accept the facts. An apology would only convince her the rules could be changed."
"You have to apologize," he insisted, unafraid of his Nii-sama.
"Mokuba," he warned.
The eleven year old glared at Seto. "Why not?! You'll end up pushing her away! Can't you see what she's done for you! You smile so much more and laugh all the time! It's like I have my big brother back! You're happy! I don't want you to change again! You need Anzu, Seto! Don't throw everything away!" Mokuba pleaded, his eyes brimming with angry tears.
Did it honestly seem like that? There wasn't any way she could have such an effect on him. Yes Anzu made him feel something deep inside that he had always believed was lost, but he had finished growing into who he was before she came along. Anzu was more like a bonus of sorts. He had lasted without her for seventeen years and could do so if the need be.
"No, Mokuba," his stern tone left no room for question.
"Fine!" the younger Kaiba brother yelled back.
A few tears slide down Mokuba's cheeks. Seto wanted to wipe them away and explain why he couldn't apologize, he wanted to console him just like he always did, but before he got the chance his little brother took off running across the street. Cars squealed around him, missing him by mere centimeters, while their driver's yelled profanities. Jumping the hood of a taxi, Seto tore after Mokuba almost losing him in the afternoon rush. He bashed shoulders with many strangers, dodged an elderly couple and just about missed Mokuba ducking into an alleyway.
"Mokuba!" he called, fear slowly creeping up on him.
The alleyway held few shadows and its one window peering into the enclosed stretch of land, had a potted flower on the sill. Not even the buildings appeared to be past there prim. The dumpster against the far wall did carry a foul stench, but that was the only blemish. His eyes narrowed as he scanned every inch of the area. He came up with nothing.
"Looking for this?" someone sneered to his right.
A young man practically materialized out of the wall with Mokuba by the collar and a hand covering his mouth. The man's clothes were torn and covered in grim. Maybe he was the source of the horrid smell. His hostage of the moment had a never-ending stream of tears running down either side of his face, his eyes frozen in fear.
"Let. Mokuba. Go," the young billionaire growled, his words burning with hate.
The attacker let out a laugh that made his skin crawl. "Do you honestly think it's that easy? That you can just tell me what to do and it will happen? I don't work for you any more. You fired me, remember? You destroyed my life. So I think I shall destroy yours."
Seto's eyes narrowed, showing nothing. "I've never responded to threats lightly," he replied, his words a threat themselves.
"Maybe you should." To show his point he began to twist Mokuba's arm behind his back. His little brother struggled madly to break free. Even going so far as to bite his attackers hand.
"Do you have to stoup so low as to get revenge through hurting children?" Seto sneered, "Your fight is with me. Leave Mokuba out of this." If even one hair on Mokuba's head got damaged their low rate attacker would lose more then his job and sanity. No one ever came after Kaiba Seto single-handed.
Excepting the challenge the desperate man tossed his brother against the wall and dove for Seto. He pulled a knife out of his pocket. The dull blade didn't even catch the remaining light. He swung wildly with the weapon, keeping Seto at a distance. The action caused him to be backed into the wall, right beside the lone window. Grabbing the plant he chucked it at the insane man's shoulder. He stumbled backwards from the blow, dropping his knife. With an ill attempt at retrieving it he watched the object get kicked under the dumpster by a black boat. Seto didn't wait for him to stand and landed a kick right in his gut.
"You don't mess with me. And for the sake of your life you don't mess with my little brother." He yanked the man to his feet by his unruly hair. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't get rid of you right now."
"SETO!"
His eyes whipped over to Mokuba. A young woman, in the same state as their first attacker, was dragging his little brother away by any means necessary. He could already see were a bruise would be forming on his cheek. Attacker number one began to laugh. Bad move. Seto demonstrated what a good right hook was followed by a punch in the solar plexus that left the man on the ground gasping for breath, tears of pain leaking from his eyes. He ran as fast as his long legs could carry him to reach Mokuba. It wasn't as fast as he would have liked. The woman saw him coming and tossed her hostage into the side of the dumpster. The metal connected with the young Kaiba's head and he fell to the ground unconscious. Seto didn't bother with the pathetic woman. He clutched Mokuba to him checking all his fatal signs, before pulling out his cell and calling the hospital. By the time the ambulance arrived both attackers were long gone.
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REVIEWSsweetfiregirl: If you think it gets better and better just you wait. I've got even more in store. smirk
Starian Princess: Chemistry is such a beautiful thing when it has nothing to do with school, for me at least. You're rooting for me? sniff Wow. I never thought I'd have such amazing reviewers. That can only mean I shall do my ultimate best.
thefutureMrs.Kaiba: I might be a bridesmaid?! daydream with heart shaped eyes At Kaiba Seto's wedding. Wow. You can trust me for not stealing the groom but some of my friends may try sneaking in for just that. No need to worry. I shall beat them away with my plushie Tasuki fan.
Marin M: Nice might not be used to refer to upcoming chapters. At least not in the same way. Glad you like it though.
Ana: I care about your welfare! sob I wouldn't allow anything to happen to you. . . . to an extent. Yami's, well. . . . a nice long vacation to Japan sounds great. I'd take you with me!
Secluded Sapphire: All stories should effect the reader, but in a good way.
Quickening-Heart: And so the plot thickens. . . . and thickens . . . . and thickens. Well, maybe not that much, but it helps that you like it.
: I agree with Anzu winning but in a normal fight between the two Seto's chances are a little higher. pout It's just not fair. He needs to be bad at something. But she did get her kicks in. Right up the side of his head. evil cackle
Kineticfairy: Poor Anzu for the fight, but I envy her for who she's dating. Lucky girl.
LuvinAnime: They will be together soon. I enjoy leaving people in suspense. Of course their relationship is about to take even more turns. Poor Anzu and Seto.
misery: If you like Poison my goal here is done. Well, one of my goals anyway. The other would be to drive my Seto loving friend crazy by it. Just don't let her know that.
unknown: I love that it's your poison grinning madly, (but nicely) As for who wants to keep the secret I was just up for a change. If no one had written what you want to read then do ahead and write it yourself. And have fun.
TheAlmightyMasterT-Chan: So Seto almost killed you last time, huh? I can totally see why. And very thankful I'm nowhere near you right now. forced laugh But when you get over that remark tell me all about it, please.
Kris Bluesummers: I will have to read your story if you ever post it. The fact that you got inspiration from my story makes me feel fuzzy. A good fuzzy. Here have some, there's more then enough to go around.
Elusia: Yeah. More kick butt action. Thankfully it wasn't between Anzu and Seto again. But then it might have turned into a different kind of action. Eek! Where did that come from? Stupid subconscious always getting out.
Sailor Tiamat: You're the only one who mentioned the gym teacher and I totally agree. Maybe I shall plan something for a chapter in the future. But then I made him to be the pig he is so I shall destroy him. Mwahahahahahahaha!
CWolf2: Fights are so good when no one important gets injured. I was hiding in the storage room chanting, "Fight! Fight! Fight!" ahem.
Joankrys: If it was good that's wonderful. Yay!
Sparky 16: Eye catchers are always the best, which would be why the prologue was written as such. It actually shocked many of my friends. Word for word quote, "What happened to the sweet innocent Christian girl we all know?" I'm still here, somewhere. It's called high school. Maybe that could explain Anzu's attitude.
pocky no miko: A lot of us would die trying self-defense. Guess we just gots to be thankful our gym teachers aren't evil chauvinistic pigs. Poor Anzu. Kaiba for a boyfriend and Ebisawa for a teacher. Could life get any worse. My guess is yes. But then it can get better.
KeikoGurl: Kaiba is a prick many have realized but at least he didn't try to really injure her physically. If so I would have to punish him myself.
Immortalbreath37: The pairing will remain Anzu/Seto but her friends will be there. Your comment has already got me thinking. Hmmmmmmmmm.
sequha: Like is good. Love is even better. Thanx.
yoursolastsummer: You like it! You really, really like it! Whoa. I do believe I need to catch up on that sleep.