Millenium Girl Le Petit Chaperon Rouge

A/N: I know it's been ages since my last update on this story, but I've been kind of busy with my other two stories, who got my undivided attention. Right now I'm in the middle of studying for my finals and I'm only writing right now to get my mind of things and relax for a bit. When I'm finished with my finals I will update much more frequently, and that goes for all my stories. Sending threatening reviews won't help by the way, I've received quite a lot of them lately.

Thank you for all those kind reviews, and once again I'm sorry for not updating so long.

Disclaimer: I don't owe Yu-Gi-Oh, any song or brand that is named in this chapter, this whole story or any other of my stories.

Chapter 6. Sinking Slowly

Anzu did her best to avoid Anna, or Nina the best she could. She wanted to forget everything that happened and most of all, she wanted back to Domino. She tried not to think about it, but she missed Yami. Badly. If just had the money to pay for a ticket….

Anzu's stomach growled. That was right. She couldn't even afford to eat properly. She cursed silently. She walked down the crowded street, suddenly she ran into somebody. She apologized quickly and without looking who it was she took off. But somebody grabbed her arm and yanked her back.

"So it's you again" a male voice said. Anzu could only think one thing. "Oh shit"

It was Tony. He looked handsome as always.

"I was just on my way to your place, I have good news". Good news for me that is. He thought to himself. Anzu looked at him suspiciously.

"Yeah?" she asked. He smiled at her and pulled her further down the street into a car. Anzu was dumbstruck, but she had no choice. She would get the enough money for a ticket and then she would leave. No doubt.

The car was very pretty. It was a silver Mercedes with beautiful black leather seats. Very luxury. Anzu sat in the passenger seat, while Tony drove through the heavy New York traffic. Anzu noticed that the her door was locked, Tony made sure she wouldn't jump out of the car when they were waiting in front of a traffic light. She sighed while Tony stared to talk to her about what her "job" would be. She was supposed to dance at a nightclub. Not necessarily as a stripper, more like entertainer wearing skimpy clothes and serving drinks. Somewhere Anzu was happy, she expected things to be much worse. Tony pulled over at a big building. When Anzu got out she recognized it. Ironically enough, it was the same night club where she used to clean up. They went in through the back, where Anzu always got in when she still cleaned there.

Tony switched the light on, and got out a tray and a glass. He filled the glass with water to the edge and put it on the tray. Carefully he handed it to Anzu. She took it hesitantly. Tony sat down in a chair on the far end of the club and told Anzu to bring the glass to him without spilling any water.

Holding the tray with two hands and advancing slowly Anzu brought Tony the glass.

"Good" he said. "Now try to hold the tray with one hand and keep it a the same level as your face." Anzu nodded. She tried again. When she put the tray on the table before Tony she saw the big amounts of water she spilled on the tray. She sighed. She tried over and over again until Tony was finally satisfied. Every time she tried he had something to say about the manner she did it. Look more sexy, hold your back strait, move with more grace, smile, put your other hand on you hip, do that again, and so on. Then they moved on to the dancing. Tony helped her step on the table before him and sat back looking at Anzu intensively. She had never done something like this before, and wondered what to do. Then she remembered all the hip-hop videos she had seen late at night on the TV. She swallowed and took a deep breath and started dancing. She tried to be as seductive as possible. She moved her hips to a rhythm only she could hear, she bend her knees and stroked Tony's face, he didn't even flinch. Suddenly she felt being shoved into the back of her pants. She wondered what it was, but didn't let it distract her. When Tony told her it was enough and helped her off the table, she reached in the back of her pants and pulled out a 20 dollar bill. She looked at it blankly.

"You did very well" Tony told her. "Just try to practice the walking with a tray a bit and I'll pick you up tonight at ten." Anzu looked at him.

"Am I starting tonight?" She asked. Tony pulled up an eyebrow.

"Yeah, gotta problem?" she quickly shook her head. "By the way" he said smirking. "You can keep the money" Anzu looked at the bill again and murmured a thank you. Tony switched the light off, and they went out. He wrapped his arm around her waist and gently stroked her ass. Anzu felt a bit awkward, but moved closer to him anyway. He smelled good, but what do you expect? He probably had money like water. When they reached the car he let go of her gently squeezing her. Aznu blushed, and he gave her one of his beautiful smiles. He rode her to her apartment, just before she got out, Tony grabbed her arm. Anzu looked at him with her big blue eyes. But before she could say a word he had pulled her into a long intense kiss. When he broke the kiss, he looked deeply in her eyes and squeezed her arm extra tight.

"If you're not here tonight" he hissed "I'll find you, and it won't be pretty." Anzu nodded a bit shaky. And then left the car. She watched Tony pull up and cross down the street. She sighed heavily. The first thing she did was go to the nearest fast food restaurant and buy a lot of food. Normally she would never do that. She always watched her calories, but not today. She was hungry, and she didn't care anymore.

That evening, she stood in front of her apartment waiting for Tony. It was a bit chilly, so Anzu wrapped her coat tighter around her. Finally she saw Tony's Mercedes cruise around the corner stopping right in front of her. She got in and greeted Tony. Without greeting her, he told her to sit in the back. In the back, was a plastic bag with clothes. Tony told her to change. Good luck that the windows were dark… she blushed when she noticed Tony looking at her through the back mirror. She tried to ignore him and proceeded in changing into the clothes he gave her…well, clothes? If these small pieces of fabric even deserved to be called "clothes". A small baby blue triangle top with black hot-pants. To go with the whole outfit, black stiletto heels. Anzu shuddered at the thought of wearing that outfit the whole night in a club full of horny men. She mentally sighed as Tony pulled the car over in front of the club. A parking valley (sp?) took the car and Tony led Anzu through the back door. Inside the music was bumping loudly through the speakers and the smell of perfume and sweat was stronger then ever before. In the toilet Anzu applied some make-up, before heading out on the floor. The next couple of hours were nothing really special. Just serving drinks to people and bringing water for the full-time dancers on the bar. Tony was sitting in a dark corner of the club with some friends. When Anzu was serving them drinks she noticed Jason and Nina there too. Nina had never looked so bad. She face was pale and she had dark rings around her eyes , still fairly visible under the many layers of make-up. Anzu tried to get her attention, but Nina seemed to be completely off this world.

Anzu's feet were killing her by now, because she had been walking around constantly for the last couple of hours. She hoped she could finally take a break, a customer asked her to dance for him and his friends. They already had a couple of girls at their table, but they wanted more.

Trying to forget about the horrible pain in her feet, Anzu got on the table. Dancing with music on was lots and lots easier. At the moment they were playing Beyoncé's Naughty Girl.( don't owe that). She felt how the various bill were slipped into her hot-pants. While dancing she thought:

"Yami….. I'm coming home"

When the song finished, she stepped off the table and walked back to the toilets. On her way there, she was stopped by Tony.

"that was a pretty good show there…..I'm impressed"

"Thank you" Anzu said blushing.

"How much money did you make?" he asked, his eyes fixed on the bills sticking out of Anzu's hot-pants and top. Anzu pulled them out one by one. She counted it, it was about a hundred dollars. Tony pulled the bills out of Anzu's hands and took 50 dollar from it. Anzu didn't dare to oppose him when he took her money.

"I keep 50 percent form all the money you make here" he informed her. "from your pay check to your tips." Anzu nodded solemnly. She guessed that was the way that business worked…..

Many hours and dancing performances later, Tony came to get Anzu. It was time to go home. That night Anzu had about 150 dollars. That was more in one night then in one week work from one her pervious jobs. When she laid down in her bed that night and she dreamt off, she could only dream of her flight back to Domino and seeing Yami again.

The next morning someone was at Anzu's door. Still sleepy she opened it. It was Tony. She let him in without a word and went back to the kitchen to make herself some coffee.

"You want some coffee Tony?" she asked.

"No thanks, we don't have any time."

"Why not?"

"Were going shopping, so get dressed"

Anzu obeyed him, and before she could register what happened, they were in the car driving off down town to visit some of the most expensive shops in New York. Tony was buying Anzu all the things she didn't even dare to dream about. He took her out for dinner and they visited all the top brand stores. Louis Vuitton, Dolce and Gabbana, Goddess (I don't owe any of those) and so on. Many hours later, when Anzu was back home, she could hardly believe all the things she owned now. When she asked Tony why he was doing this, he just smiled and said he liked to spoil his ladies. Somewhere deep inside she had a bad feeling about this all, but her materialistic side took over. That evening she had to work again, and it was the usual routine. After doing a show, she gave the half of her tips to Tony. Many customers who she danced for started to ask her name. She still remembered what Anna told her and always answered with:

"My name is Tea"

After a few night she noticed that some men were specifically asking for her. The tips also started to get higher and higher. Anzu was excited, like this, she would have that ticket for Japan in no time! She found out an Economy class ticket to Tokyo was about 3 200;- dollars. But she had to remember the fact that she had to pay all the taxes for flying and her rent., which had gone up too in the past couple of months. Right now, she had about 200 dollars in her empty peanut butter jar. She had glued an image of sakura trees on it, so she would always remember the beauty of her country.

On the other side of the world, Yami was doing exactly the same as Anzu. No, not the work, but saving money for a ticket to New York. He was going crazy, without Anzu, his life was worthless. He was foolish for letting Anzu go. He had no idea how he was going to find Anzu in New York, but he would come up with something…as always. Getting the money for the ticket went slowly, he needed patience. Since Duke Devlin had build his huge game store just 2 blocks from Yugi's and Yami's small one, the sales had dropped drastically. The were not out of business just yet, but it wasn't what it used to be.

But Yami still had hope.

…….end of this chapter…….

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