me: it's me, it's me! it's me AC! and in this chapter, you get to see how much Anzu and Adrianne are conniving bitches!
ANZUHATERS: YAY!
me: which unfortunately means that you have to see her
ANZU HATERS: BOO!
me: but she gets a verbal bashing via Prince Yami
ANZU HATERS: YAY!
YAMI: that was odd
YUGI: very
Kyo lover with little sanity: i will try to do that
Elektra107: im happy you like my story! i really like hearing people say that!
DMHPluv: yes, i did say that, and im happy for your trying. Yugi is just soooooooo cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuttttttttte!
Warrior Nun: Adrianne isn't Anzu's slave. she's her servant. and yes, there is a difference between the two
dragonlady222: yeah...not a big incest fan ((cept for MurtaghxEragon!)) you'll find out in this chapter whether Adrianne was ordered to or not, but she was pretty happy to do it, so i guess it doesnt matter whether she was ordered to or not. don't worry, by the end of the fic, you'll know plenty. and thank you for answering my question. it doesnt help, but thank you none the less.
Pugy: yes. finish stories now! I WANT TO SEE SY-SY LIVE AND MAKE OUT WITH JADEN!
YAMI: that was an odd last thing to say.
me: yes...i want to see them make out soooooo much!...Yami, make out with Yugi!
YAMI: for once, woman, you speak sense (attacks Yugi)
me: that makes me feel better. start fic!
ac-the-brain-supreme does not own Yugioh. if she did...well...she wouldn't be writting this and giving her dad's computer viruses
"Adrianne, care for a little cake?" Lady Anzu asked as she lounged on a white futon while waving an ornate fan in front of her face. She had a plate of tea cakes and assorted chocolates and Adrianne working on cooling the room.
"Yes Ma'm!" Adrianne said enthusiastically. She strode over to the little couch and picked up a vanilla-icing éclair.
"Take a break, Adrianne, you look a little worried" Lady Anzu said, gesturing to the floor with her fan.
Adrianne sat in front of Lady Anzu on the floor as she savored every bit of her little éclair. "Well, Ma'm, I was just a little worried about what would happen if your fiancé –"Lady Anzu beamed at that word –"found out that we tricked his servant. I mean, I've never really seen him in a fury, and I doubt he'd get that upset, but I just don't want to be at the wrong end of his anger."
Lady Anzu made a little giggle. "My dear Adrianne, he's not going to get that upset. My Prince has a steady head and won't react like Mai just died because a servant is sick!"
"That does sound more realistic" Adrianne conceded.
Lady Anzu offered another pastry, which Adrianne took gratefully. They sat in silence for a minute or two, Lady Anzu still fanning herself, Adrianne eating the rare and delicious pastry. Then, another question appeared in the red head's mind.
"Ma'm, why do you hate that servant boy. It's not like you to right out say 'Trick him' if you don't honestly hate the person?"
Lady Anzu was about to answer when a knock came to the door. Adrianne dutifully got up to answer it. Opening the door, Adrianne nearly fell over in shock and fear. "P-P-P-Prince Y-Y-Yami" the girl stuttered.
Lady Anzu sat up immediately and tried to flatten the creases of her skirt as the Prince said, "I would like to see Lady Anzu." Said nobility heard the aggression in her fiancé's voice.
Adrianne looked over to her Mistress, who nodded approval. "Sh-She'll-"
"I don't need her approval, I need to know if she's here!" yelled the Prince.
"She is!" Adrianne squeaked out.
The mahogany door in Adrianne's had was released from her grip and in came the furious form of Prince Yami. He glared at Lady Anzu with such malice; even she was shaking in her dress. Lady Anzu saw Adrianne sneak into her room and close the door so that it was slightly ajar; afraid to be in the room during the massacre, but to interested to not see it happen.
"Anzu" Prince Yami said through clenched teeth, "my servant is sick."
"Really?" Lady Anzu said. Lady Anzu was a good actress, so she hid her fear well.
"Yes, and he says that it was because your servant, Adrianne, told him to bathe in ice water, sleep in a freezing room, and have only a pillow to cover his bed. I know that's not how you treat your servant, so please, explain to me why she tricked Yugi."
Lady Anzu inclined her head and rested a hand on her knees to conceal as much of the shaking as possible. "I don't know, Yami. Adrianne likes to do things like that sometimes, but mind you I will have a stern talk with-"
"Don't act like I'm stupid, Anzu" Prince Yami growled. Lady Anzu shrunk in on herself, now looking like a guilty child being reprimanded by her mother. "I know you made Adrianne do that. You've hated Yugi for some unknown reason ever since he came here. Just remember this, Anzu: if you ever trick my servant or do anything to him ever again…"
Prince Yami didn't need to finish his threat. He could see the fear that raced through Anzu's blue eyes. Turning around, the Prince strolled to the door and slammed the heavy wooden thing, creating a loud bang noise in its wake.
The room was perfectly still. Adrianne looked out the door with one eye. She could see her Mistress's emotions growing. Quickly and as quietly as possible, thinking one sound might set Lady Anzu off, Adrianne ran into the higher ranked woman's room and brought back a pillow which she offered to the stunned woman.
Lady Anzu snatched it out of her servant's hands, pressed it down on the futon with her face buried into its depth, and screamed. The pillow muffled most of the ear-piercing shriek, but still it was heard by the Prince, who was half-way to his own room.
Adrianne stood quietly as her Mistress sat back up and handed the pillow back. The servant girl ran it back to Lady Anzu's room and ran back. As soon as she was in ear shot, Lady Anzu said, "You wanted to know why I hate that dirty little thing that disgraces this castle. Well, I'll tell you. It's because of the spell he put on my Prince."
"Spell?"
"The spell he put on my fiancé the second Yami laid eyes on that wretched boy. The spell that even the Prince doesn't know about yet. But I know it's on him. I saw it in his eyes that day. Those ruby eyes practically glowed. That's why I hate that little monster."
Adrianne didn't know what Lady Anzu was talking about, but she knew that her Mistress would stop at nothing to destroy that spell.
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Prince Yami entered his servant's room. Yugi was peacefully sleeping with a smile on his face. Whatever anger or hatred Prince Yami still had welded up inside of him melted like ice on the hottest day when he saw that little angel.
Deciding to try to break Yugi's fever, Prince Yami ran to the washroom and wetted a towel with cold water. Running back to the room, the Prince placed the cloth on Yugi's hot forehead. Yugi made a happy noise in his sleep and squirmed closer to the Prince, causing a visible blush to capture that bronzed face.
Yugi was so beautiful. In his sleep, while awake, it didn't matter. What did matter was that Yugi got better soon enough for the Prince to enjoy that warm aura. Those hypnotizing, gem-like eyes; that warm smile from those rosy lips that the Prince wanted.
Those lips the Prince now had captured within his own.
After Prince Yami separated his lips from his servant's, he realized what he had done. Shock clouded the Prince's eyes as he ran from the room into his own and belly flopped onto his bed.
"Why," he whispered. "Why did I do that? I…I can't kiss other men! It's against Moral Law!"
But still, those warm, soft lips the Prince just had the pleasure of tasting. Oh, how sweet they were. A mix of vanilla and warm milk, of clouds and sugar; how much the Prince wanted more of those lips; of his servant!
The Prince shot up. He knew now. He knew why he didn't, nor will he ever, love Anzu though she was the most beautiful woman in the country. He knew why he was so over protective of his little servant.
"I love him" Prince Yami whispered, a smile on his lips. "I love Yugi."
me: now he knows!
YAMI: but i've always loved my hikari!
me: (sigh) Yami, have fun in the F-Closet
YAMI: you're smart today! (takes Yugi into F-Closet)
me: idiot. anywho, i'm gonna ask this again, and this is the final time. should i change my pen name? it's a simple yes or no question people! here are the candidates: Mrs. A to C -or- A.C. Marafuji-Mouto-chan. just tell me which you like better and whether i should change or not. kay? kay. see ya next time!
