Zana: Here goes another random fic! It's 11-something in the night, but oh well! Enjoy! Don't own Yu-Gi-OH!

Yami: (wakes up) You're on the computer again? Do you have no life?

Zana: Nope, just stuff waiting to be typed out! If you hate Anzu/Tea, don't read. You have been warned.

The Dancer and the Puppy

Chapter 1: Summer Things

"I'm going to dance classes for the summer," Anzu Mazaki announced to her friends, one hot afternoon at the Kame Gameshop. The thing is that she announced it a little too cheerfully, which meant something was up.

"What is it Anzu?" Honda and Jou asked, with Jou placing his hands on his hips feminine-like. She blinked, "What? Can't a friend announce something to her friends without getting some positive feedback?" "Uh…no. Not if the friend has a catch with it," Honda said. Anzu sighed, "Ok, you caught me. The catch is…I kinda need a guy partner to come with me…you know, to dance and stuff…"

At this time, Jou said, "Tch, who wants to dress up in tights and dance to some ballet music? No offense Anzu but it's not a manly thing to do." Anzu crossed her arms, "I would ask Ryou, but he's going to London this summer, and Otogi is in America t the moment, so it's one of you three. Please? If you don't, I'll never talk to you ever again."

"I'll go with you Anzu," Yugi voulenteered. Anzu sweatdropped. How can I tell Yugi without being rude that he's a little not…tall. I mean, Yugi is my friend and all, but that just wouldn't work. As if reading her mind, Honda said, "Let's play rock, paper, scissors! Loser goes to Anzu's dance lessons!" "Fine with me, I don't lose this game," Jou said. The three teens stood in a little circle. "It's so nice to see you three fighting over me," She said sarcastically. "Rock, Paper, Scissors!" the three chanted. And their results were clear as day.

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"I can't believe I lost, rock always wins," Jou murmured, on a warm Saturday. "It'll be fun! And you don't have to wear tights! And I can brag to the other girls about how handsome you are," Anzu added, trying to boost his ego so that he would stop complaining.

"Well, that is true! I am so freaking sexy aren't I?" Jou bragged, doing a muscle pose. "Yeah, the best. Now we're here! Remember, just follow the teacher's lead and you'll be fine." "No one has dancing skills like I do anyway!" Right, keep telling yourself that. You haven't met Lindsay Garett. The evil, bitchiest, teacher ever! But she's the best, so that's why I will put up with her shit for a summer.

Katsuya Jonouchi decided her did not like…no that would be an understatement. He hated this bitch of a dance teacher Anzu had. "Not so fast! Too clumsy! You must follow the beat of the music!" she had yelled at him over and over. Now they were up to waltzing for some reason. Jou decided that this woman could not each for crap. "You know how to waltz, right?" Anzu whispered. "No, I know how to do the chicken dance." Anzu rolled her eyes, "Just follow my lead."

Anzu pulled Jou closer to her, and wrapped her arms around his neck and she directed him to put his arms around his waist. Jou blushed a little as he did so. Ok, this is so wrong! Anzu is my friend! And here I am with my arms all over her like…like…I'm her boyfriend or something! Oh, the wrongy-ness of it all! It certainly didn't help that Anzu wore only her black leotard that showed off her womanly assets better than her regular clothes did. Instead of focusing on his feet, he was focusing on not to focus on her.

Wow, he smells good. I wonder what cologne he uses. Smells like …cinnamon. Wait, this is Jou here, why am I thinking about how he smells? Well, her head was near his neck where the smell was the strongest. And he seemed to be doing ok on the dancing part. Come to think of it, Jou's arms feel nice. Strong and warm. Ok, Anzu, that's where all the utterly wrong thoughts on one of your best friends stop.

"Slower!" Mrs. Garett yelled at Jou again. Jou growled, not wanting to shout. Anzu wouldn't forgive him for that. So he moved even slower, and for a second, got lost in the stare of her crystal-blue eyes. But then, quickly looked away. "Um, are you ok Jou?" she asked unsurely. "ME, yeah!" His lack of focus at the moment caused him to step on one foot. "OWCH," Anzu said loudly, not meaning to. "Sorry, my bad!"

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Both of Anzu's feet throbbed as she and Jou left the building. She now wore jean shorts and a white T-shirt over her leotard. "So, besides my teacher, did you have fun?" she asked. "A little…how long is this again?" Anzu held up two fingers in a little victory sign, "Two weeks, only two dancing, hard work and sweat in the summer weeks."

Jou sighed, "And why am I doing this again?" Anzu smiled, "Because you lost at rock, paper, scissors, and well, I'm your friend, and that's what friends do!" she ended in a Barney-like cheer. "Ok, whatever…so do ya wanna grab a bite or…" Anzu shook her head, "Can't! I gotta go! Love ya and See ya!" The brunette ran to the corner and then disappeared.

And where did she go to in a such a hurry? That girl is weird sometimes. But at least she loves me. The blond smiled to himself. He knew it's what she to all her friends, and people often thought she meant romantic-love, than friend-love. Jou smiled to himself, "Nah." And then he stared to make his way to Yugi's.

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Zana: Ok, a few authoress notes. First off, I don't really like Tea/Anzu. Why write a fic on her? Weell, I seem to have trouble making a female OC, so I'm kinda using her as a try-out. Next, as long as Anzu is OC, she is more tolerable to me. Bashing her doesn't make her less annoying in the anime. Read Spectrum, in my favorites to see what I mean, if you haven't. She's really interesting in that fic. Next, why Jou?

I have a thing for blonds and brunettes hooking up, I just do, so don't ask. That explains my JouXkaiba fetish…

Anzu xYami is one couple I will never support. Why? As a Yami-crazy fangirl, Anzu just isn't his type. Someone more like Isis is. Why not Kaiba? Because…there's too many fics with them paired. Jou and Anzu however is not common. Plus I wanted to do a fic that takes place in the summer…it's summer vacation after all...

Yami: Ok…then…

Zana: Sooo, review and tell me if it's good enough so I can continue! No flames and nice critism is accepted! If I don't get enough reviews, then I'm deleting it. Until then, ja na!