What If? Chapter Eight

By SmileZ

Author's Note: EEE! I'm so sorry you guys. I hope none of ya'll are mad. Please forgive me… but hey I wrote you a longer chapter as a sorry gift. K? Its just… this week has been BOMB… I wanted to stay in reality for a while… but yeah back to this. Here it is. Chapter eight! I hope you guys like it!

Blader540- Hehe… yeah uh the immediate ability was all like a preordained type of thing.. you know like stuff that was meant to be… sorry if it was a lil weird… and yeah I guess I could have worded the whole falling thing better. Yeah. Before Anzu could have fallen down the steps… again. Seto caught her in time… and that's how they're gaze interlocked and why they stayed in their positions until Serenity disturbed the moment. I hope you enjoy this new update… hope to hear from you again!

LadieAnimeFreak- YES YES! I'm getting to that. Its all in this new chapter… hehe there's going to be a lot of controversy… but yeah. Anzu's gonna have her fluffy moments. I couldn't resist the sleep on dead body thing. Lol I was excited about Halloween. Lol. I hope you like this new chapter!

Peachi goddess- SORRY! I hope I didn't disappoint you with that eh… 'vision' I just hope I didn't confuse you. Don't worry. There's gonna be more Anzu/Yami. But like… there's gonna be other guys fighting for her attentions before we get to that. Hope you still enjoy reading my story!

TeaG- COOL! I got a new reviewer. HELLO. I love your little actions and faces. Its sooo KEWT! Heh. Kaiba will stay Kaiba… and as for wondering what's gonna happen next. You can find out now! Hope you enjoy this chapter!

Okay before I begin. I want to say. IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO THINK OF SOMETHING… so if you don't like it. Blame the distracting candies and chocolate I got! OKAY!

Now…

On with the show.

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Anzu's eyes flashed open to her new surroundings. It was some sort of temple, pure white floors and a humongous statue of Ra sat on the steps above her. She had no control of her body, it was moving on its own. She was only a viewer to her own form. It felt really out of place. She recognized her body's movements as some sort of dancing. Anzu somehow knew that she was on a small gold platform with rubies engraved into it. Her bare feet danced on some sort of liquid, and she just knew… that it was blood. Pure blood from virgin women. Even at her mind's disgust, her body still flowed through it, lightly dancing while twirling her silk white robes around her. It never stained red because it never fell down, until she kneeled to her knees.

She grasped something cold and new it was some sort of metal. She heard herself whisper something foreign and unreal, but she still understood. It was a spell. The metal now identified as a golden dagger glue a familiar color. Just as she was in the motion of holding it high in the air to pierce her heart, the tall stone doors burst open.

Dirty, scarred men rummaged into the room. The priests kneeling before the statue of Ra were protesting and yelling. The bandits rushed towards them, running through her pool and began killing off all of Ra's servants.

Her dagger dropped to the floor. It was no use now. These barbarians had contaminated the sacrificial alter. She closed her eyes and prayed for forgiveness. It wasn't her fault. Ra have mercy. Her eyes snapped open at the gruff laugh. Anger radiated off of her as she stood to face him.

All the screams and killing in the background was ignored as she stared at the thief. He was different. Not dirty, no scars, and his black robe wasn't patched or stained like the others. This was the leader. She could tell by the confidence and aura around him. He was dangerous.

"What purpose is there to ruin Ra's ceremony? Why have you come, thief?"

The amused and crazy glint in his eyes warned her to be cautious, but it was too late. He was already standing before her. She didn't take her eyes off of his amber ones. The hard slap was the only reason they were averted.

"Such spirit… It will be fun to break you." She gripped her throbbing cheek and heard the laughs of his men. Loathe filled her being.

"You, my little pet, are in the presence of Bakura, king of thieves."

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Anzu was so sore that she felt like she fell down a set of mountainous stairs. Her mind grasping consciousness slowly, she realized that she did. Oh god, my back hurts. Silently sitting up on the comfy bench, she felt it. Someone really threatening was watching her.

Looking up, she shivered as reality knocked in. Malik was staring at her. She thanked whatever entity that put him all the way on the other side of the room. She didn't want to stop looking at him, just in case he tried to do something harmful.

Through her peripheral vision, she saw Kaiba sitting at a desk with Isis across from him. The two were reading, signing, and passing bunches of papers to each other. Her main vision watched as Malik got up from his seat. She gulped as he started walking towards her.

Anzu tried molding into the wall as he came closer and closer. Her eyes were wide and fearful as she stared into his eyes, now right in front of her. His gaze never wavered as he kneeled before her. It confused her a moment and she flinched when he had moved to grab her clenched hands.

She wanted to jump and run but the gentle, warm touch slowly soothed her fears. Her eyes were still looking into his. His lavender orbs reflected sadness and regret which immediately triggered her empathy.

She didn't move as he took her limp hand and kissed it. She watched as he flipped it over and kissed her palm. Shock and something she should NOT be feeling at all from him clouded her mind. God, OH SWEET GOD! That did not just turn me on! He's a ruthless mind-controlling killer! But as she gazed at him, her doubts were forming.

Anzu blushed crimson as he finished kissing her right hand and then began kissing her left one. She was definitely confused. But a woman's voice made Anzu look her way. It was Isis, sitting at her chair staring at her brother strangely.

"Seriously Malik, you only kiss the left hand once to ask for forgiveness. Kissing her palms has nothing to do with apologizing."

Anzu's eyes widened and quickly glanced back at Malik who had finished kissing both her hands, and kept them close to him. Eh?

"Rashid. What does kissing a woman's palm mean again?" Her silky voice which totally implied that she knew, but just wanted to tease the topic, asked. Oh god, whatever it means in Egyptian better not be the same as what it means in sex. His answer made her blush darker.

"Lady Isis, it means that the bearer of the kiss has a romantic interest in— "

:snap: The breaking of a pen caused everyone in the room to stare at Kaiba, well everyone but Malik who still had his head bent and Anzu's hands on his forehead. She stared at the irritated CEO who was currently ignoring everything and everyone in the room. The shuffling of papers and then his cold voice filled the silence.

"Mazaki. Sign the damn contract so I can leave."

CONFUSION. "HUH? What contract? Why is Mal— the Ishtars here?"

The silence was really getting to her, and she was grateful someone started speaking. Well she was supposed to be grateful but maybe she was better off if he hadn't opened his mouth.

"The damn contract for your house and stupid antiques. Now stop acting like a slut and get your ass over here." WHAT THE HELL IS HIS PROBLEM?

Anzu mirrored his scowl and moved to stomp over there, but as she scooted off her seat, Malik tugged on her arm, making her fall to his level. Anzu shivered as she felt his cool aura mix into hers. She was caught in his embrace and could feel his breath on her neck. Everything was a little scary until he whispered against her ear.

"If you ever need to talk, find me."

And with that, he let go and walked out of the office leaving Anzu on her knees, staring at the ground. I never heard Malik talk before… his spirit Marik sounds so evil and… annoying… but Malik… wow so husky and soft, but strong too. No… I've heard him… in Namu… but… to talk. Talk about what? Her eyes blurred a moment and saw the ground covered in red liquid dots. Fragments of her dreams crashed into her thoughts. Does… does he know… about my dreams…? Or did he mean…

The scooting of a chair snapped her out of her daze. Looking up, she stared at Kaiba as he approached her. Without warning he grabbed her arm and pulled her up, dragged her to his chair and made her sit. He slipped a pen into her hand and pushed the paper in front of her. She stared at the document blankly, looking back up at Kaiba in question. Her breath hitched as he leaned over her chair and grasped her hand. His breath played with her strands as his arm glided over her shoulder. She subconsciously scribbled her passable signature but was more focused on his hand on hers. The slight giggle pulled her back into reality. She glanced from Isis to the paper.

"What exactly did I just sign?" She wasn't surprised at his irritated sigh.

"Your parents wanted all the priceless items they owned donated to the Ishtar museum, and Isis Ishtar just bought your house."

"WHAT!"

But before he could answer, the loud clatter and yelling from outside interrupted him. Anzu jumped when she heard Joey's loud profanity. She quickly sprinted out to greet the spectacle.

Joey who was trying his hardest to go beat the shit out of someone, was being held back by a struggling Serenity and Tristan. Anzu glanced at Yami, who was busy staring down the stairs. Looking at the entrance of the museum, she saw a smirking Malik who was also caught in a staring contest with Yami. Ryou quickly changed into Bakura at Anzu's arrival. His eyes never strayed from Malik either.

Everything was broken when they heard light laughter. Anzu looked back at Isis. The beautiful Egyptian was smiling and clapping her hands together, her laughter echoing off of the high walls. Kaiba and Rashid were a few steps behind. She stopped in front of Anzu and clasped the unsuspecting girl's hand.

Anzu stared into her dark pools. The only attribute that was even slightly serious out of her amused expression. When Isis spoke, it startled her.

"Anzu, so many men fighting for you, but I wonder if you will fight for them?"

She hid herself behind the throne. Her eyes watched below as the beasts tore at each other, the explosion from the pharaoh's monster blowing her hair. The high priest's creature flying into the air.

She stared on in amazement, but gasped when she saw both men fall to their knees. Her eyes widened as white light flowed out of them. Eyes dampened at the pain they were inflicting on each other, both refusing to cease their attacks.

The movement of wind caught her eyes. She watched as words flowed into the air. Below the wind inscriptions stood someone familiar. Bakura.

He was controlling the breeze as he chanted some unknown spell. A stone tablet rose from the dirt. She watched again as the monster emerged from its engraved confines. But instead of a blue dragon or purple-garbed sorcerer, there was a green gory fiend. She watched in horror as the wind-made words flowed into its flesh. The more words it consumed, the bigger it grew.

She choked back a sob as Bakura too, fell to his knees. The monsters were already fighting with each other. As a blast knocked the dragon, she saw more white light leave the priest Set. 'What if… What if the creatures were destroyed? What would happen to the holder? Oh Ra!'

She watched as the creatures stopped targeting each other. Instead, the fowl beasts were eying their weakened holders. As quick as that, she saw them readying attacks for their bearers.

Crying out, she ran down the steps. She reached out and screamed. The men watched as the girl shot wind out of her fingertips. They were surprised when the blasts from their monsters came towards them. All expected death, but the powerful attacks were reflected off of some sort of barrier. They watched as their creatures died from their own blow.

Everything was quiet but the panting and gasping of the girl. She was on all fours because of the fall from the stairs. She looked at her fingers before looking up at the men. Her hand reaching for them. She felt one last soothing grip as she floated into darkness.

Anzu blinked from her vision. She found her fingers gripping Isis's hand for dear life. Her confused orbs were the exact opposite of the understanding reflected off of the older woman.

Releasing Isis, Anzu felt moisture on her cheeks. She touched the drops and realized that she had been crying. Wiping the tears, she closed her eyes, but the images that kept playing in her mind snapped them back open. Her eyes focused on her surroundings. Realization dawned on her.

Everyone's gaze was directed on her. They're eyes reflecting curiosity and worry. Embarrassment burned into her cheeks. What is wrong with me lately? It's weird enough getting these dreams when I sleep… but to get it when I'm fully awake! She felt that cold feeling seep into her again. Something is wrong with me…

Without another thought, glance, or breath. She quickly ran down the stairs and towards the exit/entrance. As she passed by Malik, she heard his soft voice.

"If you ever need me…"

She ran down the concrete steps and quickly made her way through the parking lot. Her eyes flashing in turmoil as thoughts overcame her. What the hell is happening? Why? Why the hell am I seeing shit like this!

She didn't hear the distant shout calling to her. Nope. Anzu made her way through the parking lot and irritably looked for her car. The midnight blue skyline quickly standing out at the end of the row. She urgently walked her way towards it. Hair blowing as she rushed to its confines.

She clicked her auto-lock and reached for the handle, but someone tackled her from behind. She felt small hands gripping her waist in a tight hug. Looking down, the red hair identified itself as Serenity. The younger girl was struggling to catch her breath.

"An—" pant "zu…" Quickly inhaling air, she let go of Anzu's waist and leaned onto the car. Her deep breath signaling that she was going to talk. "Why did you just started crying all of a sudden? Is there something wrong?"

Anzu stared at the girl but kept quiet. Can I tell her? No… I don't want her to worry for no reason. It's just dreams…… what she doesn't know can't hurt her… She smiled crookedly as she shook her head. "No, I just…" Faces flashed into her mind. "…couldn't stand to see them all at once. You know?"

Serenity stared at her in confusion before nodding her head. Anzu could tell that she didn't really understand, but she knew it had something to do with the guys back there. She smiled and decided to forget about it for while. What she needed was a break from everything. "Hey, we still need to go dress hunting? You still up for it? After all… we are in Tokyo…"

The bright eyed stare was answer enough. Anzu quickly called Mai. The blonde was probably working right now, right in Tokyo. She could skip out, after all she was owner and CEO of Valentine Inc.

She giggled as Mai and Serenity started bickering about Joey. They were really hating on him. Hah. They would be great as sisters. Mai was saying how he was immature, and Serenity was agreeing and explaining in full detail about what happened on the bus. Anzu just strolled beside them, giggling at how they badmouthed a certain male blonde.

Shaking her head, she glanced along the shops lined up beside one another. The three were strolling along the second floor of Tokyo Mall. Yes, a brunette, blonde, and red head. Not to mention they were looking hott. Of course they would attract attention.

Anzu dressed in her jean skirt and black halter. Her feet sauntering in black stilettos. Mai was wearing a purple tube top, her boot cut jeans tucked in her knee length, purple Beyonce boots. She was the youngest, but she damn well attracted the same amount of attention. Walking in her white and brown outfit. She was wearing a tan skirt with the matching jumper over a white tank. Her feet walking In white pumps.

And guess what their next topic was about. YES! They were talking, rather loudly and carelessly I'll add, about how guys never paid attention to them. Let's see how it all started…

"GOD! I hate that Joey. He never compliments me or anything. Your brother is such a jerk!"

"You know what. They're all jerks! Duke and Tristan seem like they use me just to fight. They barely pay any attention to me. Freakin assholes!"

Anzu sweat-dropped as the memory of Tristan calling Serenity pretty a while ago, but Duke immediately saying she wasn't just pretty, but hott. And then the latter retorting with 'beautiful!' and Duke shouting 'gorgeous!'… they were talking about her… but now that she mentioned it, it seemed more about the argument then Serenity.

"Ha, you guys are funny. Mai, Joey called you beautiful last Saturday. Remember at the club? Slow song, you to were dancing. You told me how romantic and cute it was when he just went and blurted it out… and Serenity. God, sure Duke and Tristan were fighting… but they were both saying you were beautiful too, in their own twisted way…"

The immediate protesting from the two died down as they took her words to thought. But still she continued… "At least guys notice you two… No one in my life has ever called me beautiful before… And look at all the guys we hang out with… YOU'RE RIGHT! THEY ARE JERKS!"

Damn straight. They're all asses… The mental picture of each and one of their asses just HAD to flash in her mind. NICE hott asses. Oh hell no I did not just think they had bomb asses… but they do. Well… I guess Imma have to find out huh:mental gasp: NAUGHTY ANZU!

The loud shriek snapped her out of her thoughts. Serenity was gawking into a fairly large store. Mariposa written in bold letters above the entrance. As she stopped and assessed if anything inside would catch her attention, she laughed. Something did. Serenity was already inside, quickly looking through racks and racks of gowns. Damn that girl was fast.

Anzu watched as Mai grinned and moved to go in. She stood at the entrance, looking over the gowns, but nothing seemed to catch her. Shrugging her shoulders, Anzu walked over to Serenity who had a grip on a dress, making her way towards the dressing room. Mai just grinned as she went in search of shoes.

"Hey Anzu! Tell me what you think."

She smiled as the younger girl shyly stepped out. Anzu's eyes widened at the woman that stood before her. No, Sere wasn't a little girl anymore, that was the old days when they were so very young… Looking back at the grown teenager… Nope… certainly not a child.

It was MADE for Serenity! But it also gave new meaning to the name 'little black dress.' It was black and strapless. The dark ebony bringing out the auburn tints in her hair. It was plain and hugged her body down to her hips, where there was the fabrics cutting around her at different lengths. The beautiful pattern of crystal shone like stars. It flowed all around her chest and along the seam of each of the different lengths. To put it simply, the only reason Anzu stopped gawking was the uncertain sigh from said figure.

But before she could had uttered a sound. Mai had cracked before her. "OH MY GOD! SERENITY! You look BEAUTIFUL!"

Anzu smiled at the fiery blush. "I second that. Girl you have got to get that dress!"

The redhead only giggled as she twirled around the mirror, but the heels that Mai had carried quickly caught her attention. "Mai! Can I try those on?"

Anzu just grinned approvingly at the classy black heels. It was crisscrossed like normal, but the straps tied to the side of the ankles into little bows. Not to mention the crystal embedded into each strap totally matched the dress.

"Okay. I don't care. You are getting that dress and those shoes. They go too perfect together."

Mai was beating her at saying everything. Anzu giggled and nodded. "Yeah… but now… Mai, your turn."

The three had shopped for over four hours. All the while acquiring gowns, heels, shawls, and accessories. Yeah they were ready for prom. Forget Prom Queen. Shoot, they were gonna be prom goddesses!

Now they were seated along one of the benches, tired from all the walking. Tokyo mall was just that big. And they haven't even been through half of it yet! Mai was eating a cinabon, Serenity drinking a Pepsi and Anzu rubbed her ankles. Her feet hurt.

Leaning back, the loud buzz of activity was forgotten as she got lost in her thoughts. It just happened. She didn't mean it too. All day she had been trying to ignore all the doubt and tension on her mind. But she kept thinking back to that scene. Seeing all of their gazes intently on her. Her eyes flashed back to the last vision. It was the same. All of them just stared at her. Maybe she should avoid them for a while… but that was impossible. And… she didn't want to be a… coward.

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Coward. That word just kept ringing in her mind! It's been hours since they've left Tokyo and still. That one word just… pissed her off. Anzu sat on her bed and she pulled her hair in frustration. I'm not a coward… I'm not a coward. I'm not a coward! "I'm not a fucken COWARD!"

It was funny, her words echoed of the walls… but it seemed like only one word was being repeated. Coward… coward… coward.

"AHHHHHHH!"

She muffled her scream into her pillow. Laying unmoving, she stared out the window. No stars can be seen from these city circumstances, but the area around her old house… out on the outskirts of town, yeah… they had a beautiful view of the city… and the stars. After all the house was located on a hill.

She remembered how she would go out of her balcony and just stare at the dark sky. She'd listen to the hum of night life, but the silence of distance was soothing.

Close, but far enough not to be bothered… Snatching her keys, Anzu followed her instincts. She'd been thinking about almost everything these past few weeks. Now… she just wanted to relax… how come she just couldn't?

She didn't care about how fast she was doing, or where she was going. She just needed to get away. From whatever! Her engine grew louder as she drove up the hill. She needed to not think. To just stop thinking. Just one night! The tires screeched as she drifted up a corner. She quickly dodged the beeping car. But she still didn't slow. Driving faster up the familiar turns, the car literally flew.

Anzu stomped on her brakes, making her car skid onto her old driveway. Opening her door, she paused at who was awaiting. Nope… conscious hadn't said anything about Malik waiting for me on my… err his porch. But her eyes gave living proof.

Isn't this bad? Middle of the night. Far… oh so distant from the city. No one around. Alone… with… :gulp: … MALIK? Kami what the hell have I gotten myself in to?

She didn't like the amused smirk that played along his lips… luscious pink lips. Snap out of it! Anzu wearily watched him and knew something was up. No one would just grin like that unless someone was making an utter fool of themselves… hence the smirk. Oh… yeah me…

"Uh… I didn't think you guys would already move in…"

The cool breeze shifted around her, but his husky voice was the main reason for her shiver. "We haven't."

:GULP: God isn't he admitting he was waiting for me or something? Is he like controlling me and I don't even know it? ANZU WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO!

"What are you doing here?"

Yeah right like he didn't know… Anzu ignored his question and walked towards the back yard. To be honest, she didn't know why she was here. She just remembered how peaceful this place made her and wanted to come. Even with Malik's cool aura surrounding her. The cool and quiet soothed her.

Again she was thinking? What the hell… who cares anymore. She didn't want to worry if Malik might follow her and attack her from behind. She didn't want to think of all the reasons he was here right now. About all these visions. About her situation with Yami. She didn't want to think about anything whatsoever. Closing her eyes. Anzu took a deep breath.

Opening them back up, her breath caught at the amazing view… yeah.. she's missed this a lot. The city lights shone as bright as the stars. But the stars outnumbered all the artificial light. It was the same as she'd last seen it. It felt great… the familiarity of this place.

Even the fact that Malik had sat beside her didn't stop her shoulders from relaxing. Nope. Actually it was soothing, especially the way his fingers stroked her hair. Anzu closed her eyes, focusing on his touch. She felt his fingers on her forehead. His warm hands differing from the cool atmosphere.

Looking at her companion, Anzu blushed as she caught him staring at her. She watched as his hand roamed a few inches away from her face. She closed her eyes at the familiar gesture… something in her mind knew it was an Egyptian sign of affection and promise…

Automatically her hand moved to do the same to him. She watched as he allowed it, her hands stilled at the Egyptian eye glowing on his forehead. She froze in fear, as the familiar glow of power flew out of it. Anzu sprang up, shaking as she stepped backwards. She wanted away. NOW. Not looking where she was going, her step back made her slipped down the slope. Again the darkness consumed her. Fall. Falling. Fallen.

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Author's Corner: Okay I think a lot of you are getting confused with Anzu's visions. These images are just flashbacks and can happen in any order. So whatever order that I type these visions, its not in the order that it came in her previous life. She's just remembering different aspects at different times. Uh. I think I confused you… and me… anyways if anyone needs explaining, just plop me a note and I'd be happy to try and explain it to the best of my capabilities. Oh and if you get confused with what I wrote up there, with the whole hand over the face gesture… think of 'The Mummy Returns' when Imohtep and Anuk-suna-mun did it to each other! Thanks for sticking with thus far. And sorry if they're wasn't a lot of naughtiness in here. Well at least you got some cute fluff… even if it was with Malik. Hope you continue reading. Promise that next chapter will be way naughtier! See ya soon!