What If?

Chapter Nine

By SmileZ

Author's Note: Okay OKAY… I've had a special… complaint. It's cool. I understand that some of you are having difficulty understanding my story and that's mostly (-cough- all) my fault. I write it the way I see it in my head. I keep forgetting the small little details that should be there so YOU loyal people can understand it too. So please. Forgive me? I'm going to answer the special charitable reviewers who are urging me on to continue this story… So please get back to me at the end of the chapter so I can clear a few things.

Blader540- I'm sorry. My fault my fault. You're right I should have explained it at the beginning so you would have understood it more. And yes, I'm taking your ingenious advice to label the flashbacks and the present. So please, cope for a little while? I'm just a high school sophomore who's waiting to get into English three next semester. I'm not currently taking an English class and yeah… I suck at writing and getting great, helpful ideas. I'm glad you didn't give up on that chapter at all. I hope you finally understand everything I was trying to explain. The whole reason that Malik and Isis have popped up has something to do with Anzu's visions. So I guess taking a fieldtrip at some museum… I had to make the Ishtars the owner! The plot thickens with them buying Anzu's house! And while I'm at it, might as well make Anzu have another admirer right? OH! I said too much… Anywho I'm sorry if I'm losing you as an admirer of my fic. But thank you for being honest and pointing out a lot of things that I would have overlooked otherwise. And I'm not gonna lie, you did sound obnoxious in your review, but I understand. I'd get frustrated too if I didn't understand anything I was reading! (Everything to do with school) I just hope you continue reading! Thank you for your helpful review! Hope you like this chapter better than the last!

TeaG- HEHE! Not only a new reader, but a new reviewer who leaves Super Awesome chiba faces! I've got a lot of hits on this story, but not a lot of reviews… So thanks for being one of the few who makes me want to not stop writing this! Yeah they're all cute, but I don't know what I would do if I met an albino and tri-colored haired guys in real life… but if they can pull it off! HOLLA! Lol Hope you like this new update!

Phoenix Tamer- Yeah Anzu gets the hott guys all to herself… Hehe. Naughtiness isn't just very, very good. It's what brings in the loving! Right? Don't worry, naughtiness is caught in this chapter! Hope you enjoy! (mirrors your perverted grin)

Peachi Goddess- ME SORRY! But… don't worry there's gonna be fluff and confrontations with your one and only! Don't forget… by the end of Anzu's week. There's Prom! Hope you enjoy the twist… -whistles innocently- While I hope your not too disappointed without your Yami naughtiness, I hope this chapter will satisfy!

Sesshomaru'sMate001: Ahh… okay I see you're a Malik fan. That's a first. Hehe. Well I'm glad you're liking it and just to let you know… I updated ALL my stories. Lol hope your enjoy this one!

LadieAnimeFreek- okay. If you're ready for some steamy stuff, then here it is! Sorry if its confusing but I hope you don't get confused anymore! Hope you likey!

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.Flashback to Ancient Egypt.

The bastard had a rough grip on her waist. She wished she could just jump off and land to her death. Anything would be better then to be a slave to a thief! She stiffened further as his arms snaked harder around her waist.

She felt his breath against her neck; it's warmth different from the cool swooshing winds. She wanted to jump then and there. Him and his pack were riding through the night. The cool air being better for travel. She could hear the horses trampling through the sand, their sacks jingling with all the stolen treasure from Ra's temple.

Leaning away from him, she tried to scoot further up the horse. The rough riding was hurting her inner thighs. The breath was knocked out of her as Bakura pulled her back into his chest. She whimpered at the hard impact and hated herself for her weakness, but his whispered words distracted her.

She shivered at his hot breath, warming her ear. "Look towards the sunrise."

She wanted to anger him and not obey, but curiosity got the better of her. Her gaze traveled towards the rising sun. It made her breath catch.

The rays lit up the dark night. She watched in amazement as the streaks mixed with a mysterious fog. Her eyes widened in surprise when it all cleared up to show a city. She knew immediately what it was. The Hidden City of Treasures.

'It isn't a tale?' They rode up the path and halted at the inner towers. His quick release making her fall to the ground. 'He's been holding me all this time?' She groaned and bit back a sob as she felt the sting of sand on a scrape. Sitting up, she listened to the words that were being exchanged.

"Another conquest, Bakura?" That voice made the hair on the back of her neck stand. She glanced up, but found the speaker turned away from her. The only thing she could see was his tan skin, muscular back, and a creamy mop of hair. 'Who in Ra are these two?'

She glared at Bakura as he answered the unknown man. "Conquest? Dear cousin, she is a new… toy."

His choice of words angered her. "I'M NO ONE'S PLAY THING!"

Her loud outburst seemed to surprise the mystery man because he turned towards her. She stiffened as he walked towards her and kneeled to her level. His dangerous lilac eyes catching her attention.

As he swiftly moved to slap her, she grabbed his wrist with both of her hands, stopping the intended impact. Her azure eyes glared at him furiously as she pushed away from him. His smirk scared her witless which made her scoot farther away.

"Feisty isn't she? So utterly different from all the others… What great pleasure I can invoke…"

She watched as Bakura's proud smirk slip away into a scowl. 'Oh Ra, I don't want to be near either of them!'

"Pity for you Marik… I found her first."

.Back to the present.

Anzu groaned as she opened her eyes. She snapped them back shut at the major headache she felt coming on. Eyes still closed, Anzu moved to sit up, her arm was aching, but nothing else seemed to hurt. Did he grab her before she could fall?

Something warm covered her. Glancing down, she saw the tan jacket that he was wearing earlier, draped over her. Finally feeling the small goose bumps sprouting on her arms, Anzu snuggled deeper into it. The higher altitude probably made the summer night chillier then it should be. Or it could be the fact that she almost slid down a steep hill. Falling express… either way, she was shivering.

Looking up, she searched for her unlikely savior. But he was nowhere in sight. Anzu glanced back and forth and shrugged. Maybe it was better this way… he had scared her earlier. Shit he still scared her just thinking about his presence.

Putting on his comfy jacket, she smelt his appealing cologne. It smelt like something foreign… no surprise there. Whatever it was, she liked it. As she walked towards her car, she zipped it up to her chin.

Spring was slowly fading into summer; she wished it would hurry up. The light breeze flew into her face, which made her grateful for the warm coat.

As she drove down the hill, she wondered about that new dream she just had… and what she was doing before she got all scared. She had felt at ease. Forgetting everything they've been through, everything he's done, everything. It was… heaven. Just following through with emotions… But Kami, I need to be more cautious. Friend or foe, he's still a stranger…

And the dream… It was clearer this time. Anzu actually remembered the details… She winced just remembering how the scrapes stung like it was real.

Quietly driving along the packed roads, she gazed ahead of her. The loud engines and crowded nightlife of the streets not fazing her one bit. Too lost in thought to care who was flashing their headlights at her, wanting to race. Too preoccupied to bitch out the hooker who threw a thong at her windshield.

Turning into her parking area, Anzu stepped out of the car and felt a familiar tugging. Shrugging it off, she grabbed her keys, locked her car and headed towards the main entrance. Clicking in her heels, it echoed off of the empty hallway leading down to the elevators.

Everything was so quiet it was spooky. Hurriedly rushing towards the ding of the bell, Anzu stepped into the elevator and :SMACK: fell on her bottom. Looking up, she gasped at the familiar albino who was rubbing his chin.

"Ryou!"

"Anzu…? What are you doing here?"

Shouldn't I be asking him that? "Uh… I live here…"

Silence.

"Do you now?"

The change in aura already notified Anzu who she was talking to. If that didn't help, then the insinuating voice was proof enough. "Yes Bakura… Why are you here?"

He rolled his eyes at her demanding voice and smirked. Anzu got up and mirrored him. Her smirk grew mischievous at his next words.

"I live here."

Surprise… surprise. "Mmm I see…"

Stepping into the compartment, she leaned on one of the walls. She angled her legs for perfect view and waited for him to leave. "Weren't you heading out…? Baku…"

She wanted to laugh at the look on his face at her nickname for him. It was PRICELESS. His mouth actually dropped. And she swore that he slumped forward a little bit, a pose of disbelief.

"What the hell did you call me?"

Anzu pouted and sauntered to him. She puppy eyed him and smiled innocently. Leaning into his ear, she whispered it out slyly. "Baku…"

She knew that he wasn't even paying attention to her words anymore. He was reacting to her nearness. Her finger trailed along his collar and then followed one of his stripes along his shirt. "Baku…"

She could feel the heat stirring up between them. "Baku…"

Third's one the charm. She watched him push the close-door button and gave him a wondering look. Watching as the elevator doors shut, she heard him take a step forward. Every time he stepped closer, she stepped back.

"You know… You won't get away with calling me that…"

Anzu's back hit the wall, making his advances come closer and closer. She hitched out a word at being trapped. "Really…?"

His hands weaved through his long white mane as his body touched hers. "I'm going to have to punish you for every time you use it."

His hands trailed along the curve of her hip going ever so slowly downwards. She squirmed at how slow he was going, but she felt herself wanting more. "H-how?" Duh Anzu, you dumb ass you already know what he's gonna do.

Bakura stayed quiet for a moment, his fingers lightly circling her thigh before moving between the two. Anzu's bit back a moan as his warm fingers trailed under her skirt and along her inner thigh.

"You'll see."

She could hear her heart thumping into her ears. Her eyes stayed connected with Bakura's while she focused on his touch. Her breath hitched when his other hand started playing with the zipper of Malik's jacket.

Her soft gasps were the only things that could be heard as Bakura went deeper into his ministrations. She felt his hand pushing her jean skirt higher. The loud zipping sound echoing to her ears while his other hand zipped down her borrowed jacket.

Biting her lip from making any embarrassing sounds, Anzu's fingers started making their own trek over Bakura. Her French manicure lightly trailing down his sleek body. Her palms roaming over his abs. Damn, what is with me? I always go for the stomach.. but damn, God help me he's built!

She stopped her movements as he started pulling her jacket off. Hurriedly jerking out of the coat. She let it drop to the ground and reapplied her hands on Bakura's body. His hands trailed along her ass, while hers played with his shirt, pulling it up so she could stroke his 6-pack.

She closed her eyes at his feral groan. She blushed at the primitive noise and jumped when his body leaned closer into her. For some reason, it all just made her giggle. It could have been the fact that he was always fun to mess with, and giving into him so easily? That wouldn't go good with their 'unique' relationship.

His hands had already stopped their petting at the girly laugh. Keeping her head bent, Anzu continued this crazy episode. Without warning she pushed him aside and moved to the opposite end of the elevator. "Bakura…" Giggle. "Bakura…" Sigh. "Bakura…"

She finally stopped laughing and looked up at said person. The sight she saw was… sexy. White hair disarrayed, amber eyes watching in amusement, perfect eyebrow arching in question, arms crossed over his chest, full toned body leaning onto the wall, and his plump lips set into a cold, mocking smirk. Yeah… some reason it was appealing to her at the moment.

Well…at that moment, she noticed something else. The elevator wasn't even moving, never even began to move up. Aww… so much for her turn-him-on-and-then-leave-plan… Her small frowned darkened when he moved forward. … now I have to do this all over again… :sigh: more pleasure for me… him…? Goody…

Side glancing at the buttons, Anzu quickly hit sixth floor and met him in the middle of the small space. Leaning upwards, she jumped him. Literally.

Her legs entwined themselves around his waist. Her skirt slid up making her feel the tent along his pants. Arms embracing his neck, hands playing into his long, white hair. Anzu hugged onto him, her breasts rubbing along his chest.

Anzu felt him stumble back a bit, from being jumped on and because of the moving elevator. She bit onto his upper lip. His tongue stroking along her lip and chin as his hands wrapped around her ass, keeping her glued to him.

Bakura sat her on the railing and kept her pinned against the wall. He pushed his waist into her open legs allowing her to feel his oh so hardness. Her fingers tangled into his hair, while she arched herself against his tight crotch. His free hands were finally able to dominate her. He bit onto her bottom lip making her moan out his name adding on to his power.

Pant. "Baku…" Pant.

She felt powerless to stop him as his tongue slithered into her mouth. Everything was a mixture of both pain and pleasure. She bit onto his tongue making him growl again. Damn that sound just… turned her on… Isn't this suppose to be my win?

Using all her strength she pushed his body away from hers. Their lips stayed connected as she slid off of the uncomfortable rail and stood. Smirking as she managed to push his tongue back into his mouth, Anzu began kissing down his lips. She sucked and glided her wet appendage over his chin and trailed down his neck.

Anzu felt his hold lose its strength, probably because of her erotic pampering. Pushing him against the wall, She slid his shirt up to reveal most of his chest. She dropped her lips down to his abdomen while her fingers trailed over his heart and tweaked his nipples.

Kneeling further down, ever so slowly, Anzu's suckled over his stomach and brought her hands down to pinch his tummy. Fingers trailing along his buckle, Anzu heard her escape signal. The loud ding, making her smirk onto his skin.

Seeing Malik's jacket piled along Bakura's Air Force-clad feet, Anzu snatched it up and quickly moved towards the exit. Before Bakura could comprehend where she disappeared, Anzu had already hit the 'main floor' button and stepped out of the elevator. He stared at her through the closing doors and saw her cheesy grin and her waving hand. Bakura glared at her last non-contact kiss and returned to his ring.

Ryou sighed as he leaned back into his previous position. Shaking his head, he glared at his millennium necklace.

Why do you have to mess with her for?

-Dear Hikari, simply because I choose to.

What's so special about Anzu? Walk all around Tokyo and we'll have girls all over us. Why her? His knuckles flexed when he didn't receive an answer. Thinking their conversation was over, Ryou sighed and blocked their connection.

All the while, the spirit in his millennium item contemplated the question. Why did he enjoy screwing around with this particular girl? And why did her goofy smile trigger something in his soul? Sitting against his mind chamber's stonewall he looked around him. Doors and stairs were everywhere. He knew where all of them lead and opened to, but there was one that wouldn't budge. Did that girl have something to do with this locked chamber?

Anzu giggled at the shocked and disappointed look he sported when he finally realized what had happened. Just as the two doors closed together, she blew him one last mocking kiss.

Yeah, he was rubbing off on her. Dusting Malik's jacket, she searched its pocket for her keys. Finding it right as she reached her door, she stopped for a moment. Laying her head on the white painted wood, she closed her eyes. Why am I… doing this again? Images of all the guys she'd been… messing with… flowed through her mind. Yami… Kaiba… Bakura… and was she really thinking about Malik too?

Yami… I'm crushing on him… Kaiba… to prove to his ass that he wants me but he won't get me… Bakura… He's just too fun to tease! Malik… am I just… attracted to him or something? Sighing again, she shook her head to get rid of her thoughts. She was thinking again… and only a moment ago… she was at ease.

Slipping her key in, Anzu turned the knob. Stepping inside, she froze at a shadowed figure standing in her kitchen.

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Author's Corner: Just want to say, that I do NOT consider that a cliffy. I consider it leaving you in suspense. LMAO. Anyways. Did anyone want me to explain something out or something…. I forgot. Lol okay okay here I go…

Since I forgot what I was supposed to explain (sorry Blader540) I'd like anyone confused to leave me a note on where and which part. I'll tell you what and how it happened in your review response located in the beginning of every new chapter. I'll use your 'constructive criticism' to better my story so I can write it and have you understand everything. K? Thank you for lending me your time. Later guys!

(Note: I won't know how to make this story better without your advice.)