Authoress Notes: Okay! I have finally updated this fanfic! Sorry for the delay people! School has really been running me up the walls and I have homework to do and study. (grumbles) Damn school! Anyway, we should get on with this, so enjoy!
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! I would create a sequel like this (Damn YGO GX!!!!) instead, well, for my viewing pleasure!
Pairings: AtemxAnzu and mostly everyone have moved on with one another.
Warnings: OOC-ness, mature themes, strong language… must I say more?
Plot:
A strange encounter while visiting Egypt again, erotic dreams of a certain once King of Games plague her nights, but how will she cope with it when those dreams will soon become reality? And why has he changed? How will a certain ex-pharaoh, gain the heart of the woman he has denied before? Especially if she won't give her heart back to him? Well, the once pharaoh always gets what he wants, and thanks to those dreams that will soon crumble her defenses, he will get it.
Dreams Made Flesh
By: xKuroSeraphimx
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Chapter 5The brunette impatiently sat at the table, wearing a white uniform jacket, a red tube top underneath, a short skirt that had a red line running across it, her legs adorned with brown boots, arms crossed and finger tapping on the floor. Anzu stared out the window for a moment before her sapphire-colored eyes went back to the empty seat across from her. She chewed on her lower lip nervously, feeling her stomach twist into tight knots. When was he going to get here?!
But inside her mind, she wished he wasn't coming. It had been two, long years since the Ceremonial Duel between Yugi and Atem; she had cried so many tears that time when she realized he would be leaving her and her friends… forever.
And now she was here, waiting for the ex-pharaoh to show up. She still couldn't believe it. She shouldn't even be here, waiting for someone who was supposed to have been gone a long time ago!
Then her mind remembered the conversation between she and Yugi yesterday…
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Anzu, after snapping out of her daze, walked over to the phone. She hesitated; her hand froze over the phone. Was it him? Was he calling her? Her mind went over this again and again before she shook her head and picked the phone up.
"Hello? Mazaki residence, Anzu speaking," she said, noticing that her voice was slightly trembling for some reason.
A pause, then, "Anzu?" Yugi's small voice came from the other end.
She felt relieved to have heard from him, but another part of her was disappointed that she wouldn't hear the voice of the one that haunted her nights, that she couldn't confirm that the sender of the letter she held in her hand would talk to her again… outside of her dreams.
"Yes, Yugi. What is it?" she asked quietly. It had been a while since she and the tri-haired King of Games had spoken. It was quite refreshing to hear the voice of her long time friend.
The brunette heard Yugi sigh, muttering something about whether he should tell her or not before he spoke, "Anzu… Did you receive a letter just now?"
Her heart skipped a beat when he said that. Her sapphire-colored eyes trailed to the letter in her hand, then turned back to stare at the wall before her.
"… Yes, I did… And I read it." She replied slowly.
There was such a long pause of silence from Yugi's end, which made Anzu wonder if he ever heard her at all.
"… Are you going?" he asked finally, his voice barely above a whisper, she had to strain her ears to try and hear him correctly.
No. Yes. No. Yes. No…. The words kept on tumbling themselves in her mind and mouth, not giving up the fight. A part of herself didn't want to go, didn't want to go to a restaurant and not find him there the whole day, feel the same pain she felt two years ago and make herself in looking like a fool who was stood up, yet another part of her wanted so badly to see him again, hear him again, see his captivating crimson-colored eyes she used to meet whenever he and Yugi switched places.
In other words, she didn't know.
"You don't know, do you?" Yugi said, saying the words as if he read her mind. He sighed. "That's what I thought. But… I, well, Anzu… I think you should go."
Her eyes widened. "Wait a second, how could I—"
"You want to see him again?" Yugi asked, his voice sounding pained.
Oh God yes. She didn't know how long she could take it…
"… Y-Yes…" she murmured, feeling her eyes burn slightly.
The brunette could almost see Yugi's understanding nod of his head. "Then go, I think it would be best for you, Anzu. I know you had feelings for him, so… You should go take this chance."
The tears fell. "Yugi…"
"Just be careful, Anzu. He seems different. I just want you to be safe…"
She nodded her head. "Thanks… Bye Yugi…"
After he said bye as well, she placed the phone back on the receiver. After a few moments, she plopped back down on her couch and fell asleep crying.
Now or never, was the last thing she thought of before she succumbed to the land of dreams.
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"I'm glad to have seen you again, Anzu," said a deep, familiar voice from behind that sent shivers down her spine before Atem sat down on the seat before her.
If she had opened her mouth to say something back at the next second, her heart would've jumped out. Swallowing it back down, the brunette tried to put on her best neutral mask that wouldn't crack a second after what he might say or do so that he wouldn't toy with her.
Although doing nothing or saying nothing, his crimson-colored eyes stared at her pleasantly, that the mask was slipping instead of cracking.
In the past seconds, Anzu observed him. He still looked the same, yet he was tanned, taller, and looked more arrogant than he was two years ago. His tri-colored hair seemed to grow out a few violet-red spikes and blacks, making it look a little wilder. He wore a black trench coat, wearing that same collar at the base of his neck and the same tight black tang top, pants and boots, wearing an extra belt around his waist, forming a sort of lopsided X when they crossed.
"Like what you see?" he asked teasingly, feeling amused when Anzu snapped out of her thoughts and frowned at him.
"See what?" Anzu said, trying to keep her voice steady.
He cocked an eyebrow up at the tone of her voice. He knew she was fighting something within her to keep herself from shouting at him. Well, time to play the game he wanted to play for so long.
But now that the game was concerning Anzu, he had to play carefully.
"I haven't seen you in so long, Anzu. I changed some things in some ways, I was just asking for you opinion." He replied, shrugging.
Liar. "And you come back after two years when we all thought we would never see you again? I guess I should expect changes, but I don't see anything of you that's changed. Especially your taste for leather clothing." She added slowly.
Atem smiled at her. "I always liked the modern touch of things, mind you. And leather is rather suitable for me, don't you think?"
"What I think is none of your business." She replied tartly.
Atem raised his eyebrows at the tone of her voice. "Now, I never expected that tone from someone like you, Anzu. Looks like you've gained some sassy fire in you, I presume?"
"Why were you late, anyway?" Anzu asked, changing the subject before she couldn't find an answer to the previous one and feel trapped.
"Oh… I was admiring some things, you know? I should get myself reacquainted with Domino City, seeing as how I'm going to live here now." He chuckled softly. "Sorry for me being late. How long did you wait for me?"
"Half an hour," Anzu replied through gritted teeth, remembering that a waiter always came to her after every few minutes, asking what she wanted and what the person she was waiting for wanted. She had to make quick and believable excuses to not make it seem like she was stood up and waited patiently.
"Oh really? Well, sorry, little angel. I was too busy browsing things." He replied calmly.
After a few minutes of calming herself down, she spoke, "Atem… Why… are you here? Why are you back? How did you get back?"
A long silence followed after her question except for the idle chatter among the other customers in the restaurant. Then he said, "You want to know? I was brought back from the realm of the dead."
"Brought back?" Anzu repeated, leaning a bit over the table. "By whom?"
"A descendent of Mana, you remember her, right?" he said.
Anzu nodded. How could she forget the bubbly, energetic young apprentice of the High Priest of Muhaado? The little girl who used to hide in pots and anything else that would cover her while she snickered when someone fell for her pranks? Once Anzu saw the troublesome apprentice, she knew right away from the looks-even though they looked different-that Mana was the Black Magician Girl.
So, a descendent, huh? But why…?
"Did she explain why she revived you from the dead?" the brunette asked.
Atem smiled. "You should know, Anzu." After seeing the puzzled expression on her face, he decided she should know now. "Ever since you returned from Egypt, haven't you been having these… intimate dreams?"
She gasped, wondering how he knew about her dreams. The dreams were about him, so he must've…!
"No, little angel, I don't send the dreams to you." He cut in, seeing her open her mouth to say the words that formed in her head as to why she was having these dreams of him and her… in bed. "You should know. The body always craves for something they think they cannot have…"
Anzu frowned a bit, hearing those words before. Then she realized it. The old woman was the one who must have started it all! The dreams, the arrival of Atem… But why now, at this time? What did she need?
"I came back for you," he answered seriously, his voice low and husky. "You and I… We never acted upon our feelings didn't we?"
She was taken aback at his words. "Wait, does that mean—"
"I couldn't say or act on anything upon what I felt because I was dead, Anzu. I was only a Spirit, the soul of the pharaoh that had taken Zorc with me to stop the fight between us temporarily. There was no way I could've taken you… or there would be consequences afterwards, and I didn't want you to get hurt." And I hurt you more by leaving you, not saying anything about what I felt…
Anzu took this all in a matter of seconds before she bowed her head, shadowing her eyes from his view. So, he felt the same, but didn't say or act upon it. What he said made it all clear to her. But still, why now? Why was he torturing her like this? Why did her body want him so much?!
He stood up and took her hand in his, startling her. She looked up and saw a smile plastered on his face, his crimson-colored eyes glinting with faint amusement.
"Right now, Anzu, let's catch up on old times, shall we?" he suggested, his voice lowering to a caressing croon.
She thought about this for a moment. He acted like he never lost the Ceremonial Duel and hadn't left them all. He acted different than two years ago, but maybe it was because he was back with free reign over his life.
Shrugging her shoulders, she stood up and left with him.
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Holy crap, her feet were aching!
Anzu never thought that when he wanted to catch up on old times, she never knew that he meant going to every arcade, store, library, park, and restaurant in the district of Domino City they were in. He inspected everything on display with curiosity of that of a five-year old, wanting to know what this or that was, what it was made of and then leaving the building and entering another across the street or a few blocks away, dragging her by the hand, ignoring her protests for rest.
'I wonder, if he hadn't left, and maybe have gotten a body of his own two years ago, the others would have to have come over when he wanted to explore almost half of Domino City…' Anzu thought when they entered another arcade.
Now it was nighttime, the crescent moon shining brightly as Atem and Anzu walked down the sidewalk in compatible silence, his hands in his pockets while the brunette pushed her aching legs and feet to her apartment, stifling the groan when she thought that she had to walk up the stairs and to her home.
Speaking of home…
Anzu turned to face the ex-pharaoh. "Hey, Atem, where do you live?"
He glanced at her before turning back to face the road ahead of them. "Somewhere downtown in a condo that was provided by Kaiba. I just needed to see what was on display so I could plan out what to put in my new house." He replied.
One time, before the sudden urge to go to every store around them took hold of Atem, he had told her whom he had met before meeting her. She was actually surprised when Atem told her that Seto had given him a check of a million dollars!
"Then why are you following me?"
He shrugged. "It's dangerous for a young woman like yourself to walk alone to her home at night. So I took the liberty of escorting you to your home."
Somehow, when he said that, a mental image of one of her dreams popped in her mind, and she was thankful that the shadows covered the bright blush that stained her cheeks at the thought. But that made her wary of Atem; he could be planning something else…
And Yugi had told her to be careful of him when she finally met him that he had changed. But she didn't know what his plans were, that it slightly irked her. Then she painfully became aware of the sudden ache between her legs…
They reached the apartment complex in where she lived and climbed up the stairs. She inserted the key into the nub of the lock, watching Atem from the corner of her eyes, just to see if he was going to make a move on her before she unlocked the door and opened it, walking in.
The next seconds happened in a blur, and before Anzu knew it, the door had closed with a snap, and she was pinned to the wall next to the door, one of Atem's hands holding her wrist above her head and the other was wrapped around her waist, keeping her other arm locked to her side and had pressed himself against her so she wouldn't mover her arms or legs.
"Atem! What—"
She was cut off when he hungrily taken her lips with his, kissing her roughly, but passionately. Since her mouth was opened before the sudden assault, he snaked his tongue into her mouth, tasting her, playing with her before she unknowingly began dancing with him as well, her body completely shutting out her mind.
But her mind struggled against her body's needs, forcing herself to snap out of it and part from his lips, breathing heavily.
"Just be careful, Anzu. He seems different. I just want you to be safe…" Yugi's words echoed in her head.
"W-Wait, Atem…! We… You shouldn't be doing this…" she murmured.
"Ah, little angel, what does it look like I'm doing?" he whispered huskily, licking her upper lip, feeling the grip of her hand on his trench coat tightening at the action. "This is something that I've wanted to do for a long time…" Atem lowered his lips down her neck, tracing feather light kisses on her throat, flicking his tongue out to tease her.
"He seems different…" The brunette closed her eyes, the pleasure she was feeling was intense, memories of her dreams replaying over and over again in her head. "No… Please, stop…"
"Do you want me?" he asked seductively as he nipped her skin lightly. "Or, do you want me to stop?"
Crap, crap, crap…"… N-No…" she gasped when she felt one of his hands travel up her thigh, sending electric shivers down her spine when those fingers crept past her skirt.
"No what?"
When she thought he would just take her then and there, he stopped. It all just suddenly stopped. Then Anzu opened her eyes and looked at Atem and shivered slightly. The look in his eyes was a mix of passion, love and lust, and hunger for her. He braced both hands on the wall, trapping her in between as he looked down at her with that same smirk she knew all too well.
Then anger boiled inside her when she noticed that he thought this was all a game to him. She opened her mouth to speak, but he pressed his fingers on them, silencing her, and Anzu was tempted to bite them away from her mouth.
"As tempting as taking you right now, it is rather getting late, don't you think?" he asked teasingly. "And besides, I have other friends that I wanted to visit before then. Just one question, what do you want, Anzu?"
"Why are you asking me this?" she inquired, surprised that her voice sounded needing and pained. "Why are you asking me this? What do you want from me, Atem?"
The smirk on his face twitched slightly at her question. Then he said, "I want everything from you, Anzu. Your body, mind, soul, and heart. And I won't stop until I get what I want, you should know that." Atem chuckled darkly, causing her to shudder in fear at the sound of it. "I'm different, Anzu. I've changed my ways. Don't mistake for the same soul of the pharaoh two years ago… I'm back, and I'm doing things my way. And by then," that same laugh again. "You'll be begging for me to be with you in bed…"
She glared at him, wanting so badly to hit him now, but couldn't, as that might trigger something unpleasant. "And what makes you think that?" she said, gaining some courage in her voice.
He narrowed his crimson-colored eyes at her. "You want to try me, Anzu? Fine. If I get even one word that begs me to be with you, you'll lose, and I win. And you know very well, I always win."
"… Not this time…" the brunette replied defiantly. Yet something inside her told her she had a less than fifty percent chance of winning this battle against him.
"Oh, but I will. That's what happens when you play with a Game King, Anzu." He brushed his lips against her forehead before drawing away from her and opening the door. He smiled at her before he said, "Remember, Anzu, you asked for this. No going back on it now." With that, he walked out of the apartment and the building, his black trench coat billowing behind him.
Minutes after he left, Anzu sagged against the wall, pressing her hand against her forehead, ready to cry.
What did she bring herself into now?
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Well, there you go, folks! Chapter five up and running! If you want the next chapter, click on that button down there and tell me what you think! Over and out!!