POISON
Pairing: Mazaki Anzu / Kaiba Seto
Summary: After hiding their relationship for the world for five months Kaiba pulls a fast one on Anzu at their graduation after party that outs them to her friends.
Disclaimer: sigh I don't own anything but my story. How depressing.
A/N: I've been dying, since I came up with the idea for Poison, to write this chapter. There was so much I wanted to put in and ended up getting so caught up in the story it went on and on and on. You'll get to find out a number of things once you start reading, but I'm not about to give anything away. I tend to enjoy torturing all of you, as you can probably tell. It's just my evil side kicking in.
CHAPTER TWELVEHe was kissing her. Kaiba Seto was kissing her in front of their entire graduating class, teachers, friends and family members alike. Anzu wanted to laugh, scream and jump up and down at the ecstasy vibrating through her. But most importantly she wanted Seto to never stop kissing her.
It was like never before. His warm lips moved across the dancers in a seductive fashion. If she hadn't been a puddle of goo before, she was quickly melting into one. Anzu grabbed onto the front of her boyfriends jacket and pressed their bodies together. A quiet moan reached her ears. She couldn't tell who had let it out, nor did she care.
Too soon Seto was pulling away. He looked down at her both in concern and apprehension. Only then did Anzu realize she was crying. Not even bothering to wipe the tears away, she grinned for all her worth.
"Do you mean it?" The note of hope was clear in her voice. All he did was smile. With a joyous squeal she jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Thank you Seto," she whispered.
The billionaire didn't hesitate and crushed her to him. She would have died happily encased in his arms. "Are you prepared for the onslaught of inquiry?" he asked.
Anzu knew he was thinking about the side effects of what he had just done. She inwardly agreed the list of downsides stretched the length on his mansion, but the upsides outweighed them all.
"No," she told Seto, "But I'm looking forward to it."
After making sure all traces of pink lip-gloss were removed from Seto's face, the couple walked arm in arm back to Anzu's friends. The butterflies in her stomach seemed to be struggling to escape, becoming more frantic by the second. Things definitely didn't look good. It was a stare off between the group and Seto as the silence stretched on and on…….. Just like in the old westerns she enjoyed watching. Sure they were from America, land of the free, apparently, but she enjoyed them. Here's hoping no one died at the present time.
"I knew it!" Shizuka exclaimed, clasping her hands together. All of Anzu's assumptions on an innocent Shizuka flew out the window.
Jounouchi spun on his sister. "You what?"
"Well, isn't it a little bit obvious?"
Mai nodded her head and sent a wink Anzu's way. " I have to agree with Shizuka, Jou."
"Aww, not you too Mai?" he complained.
"Actions have always spoken louder then words, big brother. Haven't you seen the looks they give each other, when they think no one's watching? Sorry Anzu but you're not very discrete."
"Or how they disappear at the same time," Mai threw in, "The constant insults which can easily be translated into teasing."
"Anzu getting caught up in daydreams almost hourly." At that point Seto looked down at her with an eyebrow raised in amusement. She wasn't about to live that one down for a long while.
"Girls night's out, huh Anzu?" the blonde duelist asked.
A light blush graced her cheeks when Mai sent her a knowing look. The butterflies in her stomach had begun to lessen when she saw her friend had forgiven her. In fact everyone one was smiling save for Yugi, Honda and Jou.
A dark frown aimed at Seto, marred Honda's face. "You mean to tell us you stayed overnight at his house!" her friend hissed. Leave it to Honda to blow things out of proportion. Jou might have the temper but Honda tended to over exaggerate in most circumstances.
"Yes, but…" she trailed off watching as a mix of shock and fear swept over Jou, his eyes close to popping out of his head. Anticipating a well-deserved blow up she tightened her grip on Seto's arm.
"KAIBA GOT YA PRE-"
God bless Mai. The blonde clamped a hand over her boyfriends' mouth, right before he finished the one word that could and would destroy at least the next few years of Anzu's life. It angered her slightly that one of her closest friends would even assume such a thing about her. But rationalism set in and the anger fled. After all it was only Jou's temper talking.
The muscles under her hand tensed, matching Seto's stone cold glare. "Don't start making accusations under false pretenses mutt," he growled, "One would think you'd hold your friends in a higher regard."
Her blonde friend yanked Mai's hand off his mouth. "Why don't you just-"
"Jou!" Anzu interrupted. It would not do to have a fight break out in the middle of the graduation after party. "Seto! Do either of you remember the threat I made earlier? I'm not afraid to follow through with it." She'd drag them out of the convention center by their ears if she had to. When everyone remained quiet she sighed in relief. "As for what you're all thinking. Yes, Seto and I are seeing each other. No he didn't force me into the relationship; I'm here of my own free will. And Heck No, Jou! If you so much as assume such things again………" she let the threat hang for a few seconds, "Remember our Matrix Marathon?" Fear spread through his body and Jou clamped his mouth shut.
Once her speech was finished Shizuka latched onto Anzu in a hug. "Congratulations Anzu," she let out a breath of relief, "You have no idea how long I've waited to say that." The redhead didn't even hesitate when turning to the billionaire. Seto stared down at her outstretched hand with indifference before giving it a firm shake. "Take care of her, Kaiba. I'd say I'd hurt you if don't but I doubt I'd get a shot in."
A chorus of congrates was given round from everyone one but Honda and Jou. Even Yugi muttered the word with a dishearten look in his eyes. The stare off was back on between Seto and Jou. Anzu was afraid it would eventually end up as such. All she wished for was understanding on both their parts.
Jou was the first to break the silence. "How'd we know we can trust ya?" he asked. All eyes turned to Seto.
"You don't."
Two pathetic little words. The guy was a genius, but he was going to get them screwed over. 'You Don't?' She would have screamed if they weren't in such a public place. A little wave of whispers was already spreading through the massive room. They had drawn enough attention as it was. No need to top it off with a hissy fit.
"But Anzu does," Seto continued, "And if anyone's opinion matters it's hers. However you perceive me will reflect back on the trust you have for your friend."
Honda took a step forward. "We trust Anzu, Kaiba," he spat, "It's you who has never given us a reason to believe anything you're scheming." Jou nodded his head in agreement. What was it with guys and fighting over women. Heck, Jou had his own girlfriend and Honda was on the prowl for his fourth one of the year. Neither of them looked at her as anything more then a sister.
A waist level 'hey!' was vocalized from the person she least expected. Mokuba frowned at her friends, looking remarkably like his big brother. "You can't talk to my Nii-sama like that!" So adorable and full of courage, the kid was undeniably a Kaiba threw and threw.
"Say, Mokuba," Otogi interjected, "Did you know about this?" The Dungeon Dice Monsters creator smiled, looking for a new form of entertainment. A person could only witness Seto and her friends going at it so many times. "Did you know your brother was dating Anzu?"
Anzu watched, as all the fight seemed to drain out of Mokuba. If the widening of his grey eyes didn't give it away, his pale face certainly did. The young Kaiba began to slowly inch behind Seto and away from prying eyes. A forced laugh made it's way out of his mouth before dying altogether.
"Mokuba knew about you two." The hurt came through loud and clear in Yugi's voice. She knew it was inevitable, and try as she might her feelings for Seto had cause some injury to her friends. At the work of a guilty conscience she bit her bottom lip.
Honda pointed a finger at the mop of black hair peeking between the newly declared couple. "What does he have that we don't, Anzu? You'll tell Mokuba but not us!"
"He found out all on his own. We were in Seto's kitchen-"
"HA!" Jou looked like he wanted to jump up and down in triumph. "So ya were at his house!"
If it had been anyone else but Seto, Anzu was sure they would have rolled their eyes at the blunt accusation. Instead he stuck his hands in his perfectly tailored pants pockets. "We never denied Anzu's presence at my home. Nor did we deny being there together," he tacked on for spite, the tiniest hint of a smile on his face. Mokuba squeezed between them was the only thing blocking her from elbowing the billionaire. It had become her way to discourage him of his taunting.
"Why were you in the kitchen?" Yugi asked.
It wasn't her fault. She couldn't have helped it if her boyfriends life was on the line…Well this time it was, but at least Anzu didn't break into one of her favorite stories involving whip cream. Instead she stared down at the floor with a massively huge grin on her face. The laughter was slowly creepy up on her.
"The purpose of a kitchen. We were eating," Seto explained, short of growling.
Otogi smiled, matching Anzu's to a T. "So, Mokuba, interrupting a romantic dinner?" he asked, "You're getting to be as smart as your old man, kid."
Seto scowled, "We weren't eating dinner."
"A snack then?" Shizuka pondered out loud.
The brunette couples eyes met in silent conversation. Anzu laughing at Seto for letting so much slip already. "No?" the dancer replied.
"Chocolate sauce!"
"Ice cream!"
"Linguine Alfredo!"
"Strawberries!"
"Smirnoff Ice!"
The billionaire groaned just loud enough for her to hear and removed one hand from his pocket to pinch the bridge of his nose in aggravation. Each one of her friends was tossing out whatever they thought the couple was bound to eat, although not all of them caught the innuendo behind it. Why else wouldn't Mokuba want to talk about it. Sure he had lost memories, but his discovery embarrassed the preteen into hiding for a week.
"Caramel!"
"Cheeseburgers!" The last one was Jou's. Catching himself in the outburst the blonde became caught up in staring at an imaginary spot on his left.
Ryou, who had remained silent during the verbal attack, cleared his throat to grab everyone's attention. "Why don't you just ask Mokuba?" he motioned to the kid, "He caught them."
With clear warning in his voice Seto growled out no.
Honda sneered. "Why? Is he sworn to secrecy?"
Anzu watched as Mokuba leaned against his brother for comfort. His diagnosis of temporary amnesia wasn't something he was proud of. A few days earlier he had reluctantly admitted that it made him feel stupid. Which, of course, Seto and Anzu had a hard time convincing him otherwise. Seto seemed to think the least said the better. As much as she disagreed with him, Anzu felt it best to honor his wishes. That and the colorful fight they had. Making up had been worth it.
"Leave him alone you guys," she told her friends, "He hit his head a few weeks ago and is having trouble remembering some things."
The group of friends all looked towards Mokuba with sympathy. Of the two Kaiba's he was the one they preferred. If she told them he was the mystery man she was dating the comment of Seto being better for her would have come up at least once, along with the title cradle robber.
Mai began to laugh. "It's probably for the best, Mokuba. Someone your age shouldn't be exposed to the older fundamentals of life….when concerning Anzu." The break in tension was just what they needed. Even Mokuba let a small smile escape.
"I'm going to let that one slide, Mai," she told her, "Since there are more pressing matters to deal with. Yugi? Jou? Honda?" Anzu silently prayed that no one heard the pleading in her voice. "Well?" And the tension was back on.
Remarkably Jou had his focus on her. "If he makes you happy, Anzu, then I guess it's okay," the duelist finally gave his consent, "But if Kaiba's ever a jerk, just call me and I'll beat moneybags into tomorrow for you."
"I'm watching you, Kaiba," Honda threatened in agreement with Jou. Their predictable antics did nothing more then cause the billionaire to raise one eyebrow in amusement.
Yugi shook his head at his friends and smiled. "It's wonderful news, Anzu."
The time had finally come to jump around dancing her way to high heaven. Her paranoia had fled from her body with their acceptance. It was the best gift anyone could have given her. To show her appreciation Anzu enveloped her three closest friends in a group hug.
"Thanks guys," she said, "You had me scared there for a minute, but I love you anyways."
"Ya here that Kaiba," Jou called, looking over her shoulder, "Anzu's already moved on."
Unexpectedly Seto sent his girlfriend a knowing look with that beautiful smirk on his face. As if a giant magnet was pulling them together, Anzu slowly walked towards the billionaire. Her hand crept up his chest and began playing with the silky blue tie that she loved.
Anzu let out a dramatic sigh. "I don't think they understand, Seto. Maybe we should show them what we mean."
Apparently he didn't have to be told twice. Even Mokuba had inched away by their actions. For instance, one of the arms that wrapped itself around her waist and pulled her close, began to proceed lower, getting daringly close to uncharted territory. A very visible shiver went up her spine, spreading through her body. Seto ducked his head to make it look like he was about to kiss Anzu, but instead, at the last second, he turned his face slightly to whisper in her ear.
"I do believe murder is the only thing on your friends minds at the moment," he chuckled softly, "Care to test it?"
"You've always been such a tease, Seto," the dancer whispered back, "I don't see why not."
Their lips barely grazed each other when a loud noise was heard. The couple silently agreed to ignore it and continue to work on freaking out her friends even more. The annoying little itch got louder, and louder, and louder, much to their aggravation.
"ANZU! KAIBA! Can you hold off the love fest for a few minutes?" Shizuka yelled, once again drawing even more unwanted attention from fellow graduates.
The dancer spun around to face Shizuka, fighting hard to keep her blush at bay. "Do you need something?" she asked, "We've already played twenty questions."
The redhead smiled. "I only have one more." At Anzu's sigh of relent she continued. "How did you two get together? I know opposites attract but do you have anything in common?"
Grabbing a hold of Seto's hand, Anzu looked up at him. His deep blue eyes were velvety clear, revealing to her alone what she had always hoped to see, a piece of her shining through him. It made her heart beat rapidly at the feeling.
"It was one of those nights," she began to tell them, "When the thought of going out for the sole purpose of simply dancing wouldn't leave my mind……"
FLASHBACKSweat glistening bodies meshed together on the dance floor, moving as one to the steady beat of the music. The flashing lights and low buzz of conversation swarming the club made everything almost magical. One could have gotten lost in the hypnotizing flows of the city nightlife. Or as her watch stated, early morning.
That evening/morning had been relatively enjoyable for Anzu, up until the moment her eyes had locked on a certain CEO. She knew for a fact that he knew she was present at the club as well. It could have been on account of his back stiffening from her shocked glare, only to turn around and search out the person watching him. From fifteen feet away they observed one another. All too soon Seto nodded his head in her direction before being swallowed up by the bodies.
It irked Anzu that he made such quick business of her. Never before had she truly cared what Seto thought of her, but the halfhearted dismissal had stuck with her. Call it paranoia, but she made it her mission to confront him before the night was over. In the midst of her search Anzu had had to tell off a number of guys, leading her to down her limit of vodka coolers. But her persistence had paid off.
Under a flashing blue light she saw Seto leave the club by one of the back exits into a dark alleyway. Never being one to lose courage in the face of a battle, Anzu flung the door open. She stumbled out of the club in her temporary blind state into the dark. After all the adventures she had been involved in, what appeared in front of her was no surprise.
The tempting brunette stood in the center of the alley wearing a black leather trench coat. Facing him, with a knife pointed at his chest, was a scruffy looking middle-aged man. The strangers clothes were torn, full of holes and covered in dirt, going well with his mop of matted black hair, decorated in flecks of grey. Neither of them appeared to have noticed her unladylike entrance.
"You heard me the first time!" the street bum ordered, determination all over his face, "Hand everything over now!"
Not an ounce of fear could be found running through Seto. He stared unfalteringly back with hard blue eyes. "Do you have any idea who I am?" he asked, prideful, "Kaiba Seto."
A gruff laugh was thrown at him. "That makes it even better. You've gotta have at least a few thousand on ya."
Anzu sighed to herself. When would the world realize that you never messed with the billionaire CEO unless you had a death wish? But then none of his attacker were ever heard of again, all traces of them wiped from the face of the planet. There was really nothing they had to learn from.
"A pathetic attempt at robbery," he sneered, "Daring but pathetic all the same. That's all that can be expect from failures, isn't it?"
The bum's neck flushed red until his entire face was consumed in anger. The hand pointing the knife to Seto's chest started to tremble. "Why….you….You Bastard!" he screamed. Anzu's heart caught in her throat as his finger tightened on the handle.
She didn't see it but Seto caught the slip. Taking the window of opportunity he knocked the knife out of his attackers hand. The metal weapon slide across the ground, coming to a stop a few feet in front of her. Following the knife with their eyes, both men's gazes caught sight of Anzu.
She stood half hidden by the shadows in nothing but a denim mini skirt and dark pink baby T with the kanji for dragon on the front. For the first time she silently cursed her pumps in preventing her from kicking some major butt.
Not wasting any time, the attacker moved in and punched Seto in the gut hard enough to knock him off balance more from surprise then sheer force. Dropping to the ground he rolled over and slowly stood, with the perfect picture of dominance. Anzu didn't have a chance to secretly faun over the billionaire before he landed a solid kick on the bum's chest, sending him flying backwards. He landed on his back, at Anzu's feet, with a painful groan.
Sadly the first thing in the dancers mind happened to be if the man was cheap enough to sneak a peak up her skirt, as opposed to helping get rid of him. The attacker quickly got his bearings and realized where he'd been tossed. Anzu dove for the knife just as he flipped himself onto his stomach, searching for the weapon.
"Looking for this?" she asked, not aiming the knife at anyone in general, but showing him she wasn't afraid to. Her thumb and forefinger slid down the blade for emphasis.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Mazaki?" Seto growled, stalking towards them.
The attacker grabbed onto her ankle in an attempt to take Anzu down. Bad move. Using his hand to steady herself, she bashed him in the side of the head with her other foot and knocked him out cold. What a sweet new use for pumps.
Seto checked the bum's vital signs to make sure he was out for the time being, then pulled out his cell. Not even a minute later Anzu watched as Seto's personal bodyguard, Roland, entered the alleyway, conversed with Seto and took their attacker away.
A bitter wind blew past Anzu, ruffling her hair. Now that the night had settled down the temperature drop caught up with her. She wrapped her arms around herself, having already dropped the knife, and shuffled her feet for warmth. Her movement drew attention.
"What are you still doing here?" Seto scowled, having no effect whatsoever on her.
"Pompous jerk! I just saved you butt and you can't even mutter a thank you!" She was met with his infamous glare of blue. When would the billionaire learn she was immune to the look after being on the receiving end of it for so many years?
"You interfered, Mazaki. Whatever form of assistance you gave was unneeded and unwelcome."
That made Anzu smile. "What's the matter Kaiba-kun?" she purred, "Is the big bad billionaire embarrassed that he got help form a girl of all people?"
The fire in his eyes was beautiful to watch. "If that's what you call yourself," he threw back.
"I see you haven't changed," the dancer huffed, "Still got that stick shoved up your a-OOF!"
Seto forcefully pushed Anzu against the building. His hands had her arms trapped at her sides with such strength, if he wanted he could have snapped her bones. "Brats like you deserve to be taught a lesson," he growled low in his throat, "Your group never did respect who they were talking to."
Bloody dingbat! Anzu's mind screamed. "My apologizes. You're The Kaiba Seto, youngest CEO in all of Japan," she gave him a fake laugh, "Why don't you pull your nose out of the air for two seconds and get a clue on reality? No. One. Cares."
The billionaire tightened his grip and leaned close enough that she could feel his breath on her face, mesmerized by his eyes. Never had she seen them so alive in all the years Anzu knew him. "I suggest you tread carefully," he informed her, in a deadly still voice.
"You're good with threats, I'll give you that, Kaiba," Anzu dropped the honorific, "But you'd never hit a girl. There's nothing you can do to stop me, Admit it. You've lost."
Boy was she wrong. Hungry lips crushed against hers with a tongue demanding it's way into her mouth. All the starch left Anzu's knees by that point. The only thing preventing her from falling were Seto's hands. She was swimming in a sea of emotion, none too afraid if she drowned.
All too soon Seto was pulling away. The tow of them stood panting for breath after their marathon of a kiss. As much as the dancer wanted him to kiss her again, she hid all feeling from his sight.
"How long are we going to keep doing this?" she asked.
He leaned his forehead against hers. "…….invariably………"
"Well we'll just have to see how long I can put up with you for," Anzu smiled, "You know-" She was shut up by another kiss.
END FLASHBACK"And that's it you guys," Anzu finished their story, "I hope you enjoyed it Shizuka."
The redhead nodded her head with a dreamy expression in her eyes. Everyone was taking the story differently, but they all appeared to accept it. Although Otogi didn't look too happy that his girlfriend had enjoyed a story about Seto as much as she did.
"Mokuba," Seto broke the silence, "What's wrong?"
The young Kaiba had squeezed his eyes shut and clutched at his head with both hands. "My head hurts," he complained, "Seto, make it go away."
His older brother knelt down to face Mokuba, trying to get the kid to look at him. "When did the pain begin?" In response Mokuba shook his head no. A groan escaped his lips and then he went quiet. "Little brother? Mokuba." Seto pulled his hands away from his head. "Mokuba look at me." Grey eyes flashed open in horror, his face turned bright red.
"Ahhhh! Nii-sama! I'm never going to be able to look at whip cream the same way again!" At his out burst Seto scowled and stood up.
"Um, Mokuba?" Yugi asked, "What's so bad about whip cream?"
He pointed a shaky finger at the brunette couple right before Anzu buried her face in Seto's chest. "That's what they were eating in the kitchen!" he proclaimed, sound sick to his stomach.
The amount of laughter that followed was deafening.
REVIEWScutehelenjames: Thank you.
thefutureMrs.Kaiba: You're too kind.
Here4TheParty: blushes It's wonderful you like it so much. dances around with in happiness I wouldn't have made it this far without you.
DidiHoney: hands didihoney a tissue I've only got two more chapters to go. Course I could have said that a while ago but you guys keep giving me more inspiration and ideas. No worries. It's not over until I say it is.
Bradybunch4529: If you haven't seen Dirty Dancing Havana Nights I highly recommend it. Most of the ideas for the dance scene came from it. I love your reaction to the chapter. And your review was breathtaking itself.
2pac: offers 2pac whip cream for celebration I'd give you Kaiba to go with it but he's a little busy, Anzu dragged him into my closet.
Sabriel: Getting them in character was my number one fear when writing, but now I see it flying away. I'm so glad you like it. And don't ever think you can't do anything. Just try to write what you'd like. You never know.
Blue Rhapsody3: Not last chapter just yet. You can look forward to more.
Dark Magician Girl: lol. The thoughts of a sequel have been bouncing around in my head but I don't know where to start. I'm open to suggestions if you have any.
Hero Girl Of Brien: there are cliffhangers because I am evil. The thought of reading someone else's drives me insane but the power of creating your own can become addictive. Just know that I'd never end a story like that, the surprise packages on my doorstep persuade me not to.
PrEtTyStUpIdGiRl: sob No! leave your mind in the gutter. It's such a pretty place.
AnimeFreak172: glomp someone listened to poison! I'm so happy you like the song. I had to play it none stop when I wrote the last chapter. And to think, this all started from a cowboy bebop music video I saw.
LuvinAnime: 00 you have esp don't you? Jumps up and down what am I thinking about?
Blue Mystery: hands over an armload of tissue boxes to Blue Mystery I never knew it could have such an effect on people. Sniff Now I'm starting to cry.
Secluded Sapphire: There were a lot of different ideas I had on how to start but I settled with Kaiba's point of view, and it paid off. Double glomp what would I ever do without you?
SportZScooby: chocolate chip cookies. Stuffs face. I completely under poison being your poison. lol Something tells me I might have to write a sequel to prevent your suicide. Don't leave us! We need you SportZScooby!
Swimmurgirl: tries to knock dirty ideas out of my head the sleepover will be…………. Fun. Time to torture the characters.
Shipperness: lol PDA's are always the best. And it's taken so long to get to them. uh…can I learn that dance, it looks fun.
yoursolastsummer: stares at yoursolastsummer in awe you liked the song………….. I've been waiting for ages to throw that kiss in. Your reaction was the best.
tea14m: nods head I like to embarrass the characters. Evil cackle
Kineticfairy: sob I don't want the story to end either! I'll miss you an-an-and sob why do I keep hearing the word sequel?
Living Arrow: evil grin stop there? That was the plan, cliffhangers are wonderful.
Taiki Kou:
Nafyhsseseyar: That's a major coincidence you were listening to it. I tried to come up with the type of music Kaiba would listen to, but honestly I love Linkin Park.
Angel: he couldn't take it anymore. Course Kaiba could have been pressured by all the other guys enjoying Anzu's presence. I find him to be the jealous type.
Anglewings: blushes red as a tomato glad you like it.
Sindelle: with reviews like yours I keep getting lots of inspiration for more.