I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. I use their characters.
Secret Obsessions
Doomsday
Sigh. 'Ok, Anzu, take a deep breath. It's only the first day of school. There's no reason to wake up feeling sick.' Anzu lay in her bed,
staring up at the ceiling with great intensity as she tried to play out the events and worries for the first day of school. 'What if I get my
schedule and I can't find my classes in time? What if I have Kaiba in every single one of my classes! I might as well not even think
about that, it makes me feel worse.'
Anzu had been having nightmares about forgetting which classes were next and not being able to make it to each class in time. She
even had worries about going to school and forgetting to comb her hair and brush her teeth. She never seemed to have trouble
worrying about going to school naked because she knew that she had enough sense to at least wear clothes to school.
She dragged herself up, glancing at the alarm clock. Anzu gasped and fell off the side of the bed. "Oh no! That can't possibly be the
right time! Please let it be daylight savings… Please…. Please…." She grappled around in her closet for her school uniform, the
skimpy thing that it is, and threw it on in a flash. Anzu ran like a bolt of lightening towards the bathroom, grabbed a toothbrush, her
comb and dashed out of the door grabbing her backpack on the way.
Luckily, for Anzu, she lived relatively close to the school, as did Yugi and the others. As she was rushing along the sidewalk, her ears
heard the faint sound of the first bell and saw people filing towards their first classes. "Just my luck, it's not daylight savings time…….
" While she was running through the entranceway to the school, she received some very unusual stares from the students that were
new to the school and the ones that knew her.
'Geese people, come on! I'm a mess and I know it! Don't make it worse by staring!' Anzu had to slow her pace in a hallway, mere
feet from the paper that lists the first class of the day for students. A large crowd of slowly walking people, and some just standing
idle, were talking and gabbing, taking their precious time to move. Finally, Anzu snapped.
"Oh for the love of God people! MOVE IT!" She rammed her way through what seemed like every student in the whole school.
The second her eyes found her first class, people started to disappear from the hallways at a breakneck pace. 'Time's running out,'
Anzu thought as she frantically rushed to the opposite side of the school, where her first class was located.
'It just has to be the only flipping class on the direct opposite side of the school. No one in their right mind ever has a class over there!
If I do make it in time, this'll be a new record and I'll deserve the title 'super-girl' for once in my life!' She grabbed the handle and
made the door fly open. If she had yanked any harder, the door would have flew off the hinges.
Anzu stood there and cringed as the door slammed against the wall, announcing her arrival. She immediately grabbed a seat in the
class just as the late bell rang, and immediately began to feel out of place. She knew no one in this class. "All right class. Welcome
to Calculus A-B, you can call me Mr. Tanaka. Today will just be a-" Anzu interrupted him by jumping up out of her seat exclaiming,
"Wait a second! Are you sure this isn't Pre-Calculus Honors?"
Mr. Tanaka examined Anzu as if she grew a third head and the second one was there to begin with. "I am very sure this isn't Pre-Cal.
I know what I teach, and its Calculus A-B. The class you want is room 314 North and its on the other side of the campus." Anzu's face
burned with redness. "I am so sorry Sir." She bowed in a polite manner, gathered her things and rushed out of the classroom in
haste.
She peered into the window of her class, this time she checked the room number and made sure that it was 314 South. Anzu took a
deep breath and bared herself for the tardy lecture she was going to receive. 'Ichi…. Ni…. San!' (One… Two… Three…) She turned
the knob of the door, but didn't open it. She let go and sagged against the wall next to the door. 'I can't do it. I've heard rumors of this
teacher being strict and cruel to those she deems as low-life peasant slackers…. And I look the part right now. Damn even Jouinichi
looks like less of a slacker than me right now. He was on time for once!'
After five minutes of procrastinating, she finally opened the door and walked in. The room was at a stand-still. The silence of it was
so harsh, Anzu couldn't hold back the shivers. The teacher directed her supersonic heat beams right towards Anzu's helpless form.
At that very moment, Anzu felt like a tiny squirming cockroach caught in the death haze of an exterminator's toxic pesticides. She then
did the only thing that she knew to do. She bowed deeply and said, "I apologize for disturbing your lesson. Is this 314 South?"
The teacher straightened her deadly and strict gaze and examined Anzu's condition. She pursed her lips and replied in a very
haughty voice, "Well, good evening. I'm glad you finally showed up. You look," she took a brief pause to sigh contemptuously and
glare accusingly at Anzu and continued, "like you arrived totally unprepared, and you had a little trouble with the blow dryer on the way
here. I'd like you to do me a few favors, sit down, shut up, and learn. Now, get started."
Anzu's eyes opened wide with shock. 'I cant believe she just said that! That bitch is more arrogant than Kaiba!' The teacher raised
her eyebrows at her with an expectant look on her face. "Well? Do you want to stand for this lesson or what?" Anzu grabbed an
empty seat by Jouinichi and Yugi, who had seemingly fended off students to reserve the only good empty seat in the classroom for
her. Unfortunately, the seat wasn't good enough for Anzu because it was right next to Kaiba, whose eyes shot venom towards her as
she took the seat.
After the day crawled towards Anzu's 4th hour, things got worse for her. She overheard Jouinichi complaining about the possibility that
Kaiba had all of their classes, and eavesdropped on one of Kaiba's in-class cell phone calls. The teacher was nowhere in sight and
Anzu was bored to death. "Ok, whatever, I'm still cutting Hinata from the Board. Since when do I have people demanding a reason for
my decisions? By the way, I can fire you at any second as well, so watch your tongue asshole. Cancel my 6:00 and book it for the
same time next week. Also, I want a full testing on the new DDR (lets just say that Kaiba created Dance Dance Revolution for the
sake of the story), I want production issues settled before advertisement, got it? Have …." By this time Anzu's interest floated away
towards a conversation being held by Kaiba's fan girls.
"Hey, Hitomi, did you know that Kaiba Corp. is holding an audition to choose a girl that's going to be in commercials for the new
game thing that's coming out?" The girl that was apparently named Hitomi squealed with girlish delight. "I know! I put in the
application as soon as I heard about it. I've always dreamed of being on TV! Who knows, maybe the winner could score a free date
with Seto Kaiba!" The two girls giggled. A third fan girl chimed in. "Yeah right! Besides, I heard that you have to really know what
you're doing when you're up there dancing on that thing. You two don't stand a chance because you're both too clumsy to walk
steadily and you've had years to practice that, let alone dance like you were born to do it."
Anzu heard all she needed to hear. It was similar to one of those tacky infomercials during morning shows. And she was practically
reeled in, hook, line and sinker. There's no way in absolute hell that she would try out for that, especially if it was for Kaiba Corp. Then
again, the whole idea of the opportunity caused temptation to overcome Anzu. 'If I did try out and win, it would look great on my
application to Julliard. Being in commercials for a dance game. But what if Kaiba's game doesn't go as far as America? What if it
dies out here in Tokyo arcades?'
The opposing part of Anzu's consciousness blew open with raging laughter. 'Oh please, that's just an excuse to not take the risk.
Just try out, if you don't make it, you wont have to worry about the game's success. Besides, almost all of Kaiba's games have
been so successful that they went world-wide anyway! Once you do make the cut, then you can worry about the success. Then
again, it would all be down to you at that point. If the game fails cause you sucked in the commercials, it'll be all your fault! Heh
heh.'
Anzu had to agree with the more sarcastic side of her consciousness, how it ever got there, she didn't know. Anzu decided to blame
Kaiba for it being there anyway. 'I spend way too much time around that asshole. His sadistic reasoning is starting to claw its way
into my head.' Yugi noticed the inner turmoil taking place from her features and decided to butt in. "So, Anzu, what's up?" Anzu was
startled out of her conflicting thoughts at the sound of Yugi's soft question. "Hell is freezing over in my world. What about you Yugi?"
Yugi's eyes opened wide with shock at her terse response. He looked away and scratched the back of his head out of nervousness.
"Well," he began slowly and cautiously, "uhh…. Actually it is winter in Hell, Canada right now…… but anyway, things are going all right
with me. My grandpa got a new shipment of awesome video games in yesterday. And he was able to put price cuts on the X-Box
360's. Were waiting for the new expansion of the Sims though….." His words died off quietly. "Anzu, umm, would you like to come
with us to the arcade and maybe to get something to eat after school today?"
Anzu's face brightened instantly. If there was anything in this universe that she loved doing more than dancing it was hanging out with
her crew and having a great time, which she so desperately needed after today. "Yes! Definitely! It should do some good. I haven't
seen you guys over the summer for a while anyway. Everyone is always off on some family vacation for the summer." Yugi's face
brightened with happiness. "Yeah, it has been a-" He was interrupted by the slamming open of the door to the classroom.
All attention was towards the teacher dragging in a projector and transparencies for the lessons to come. Kaiba slipped his cell
phone away and hung up on whoever he was talking to. The fan girls rushed back to their desks, and Jouinichi and Honda stopped
folding their paper air planes. They immediately hid them in their backpacks. "Damn, the party was just getting started too…."
Jouinichi grumbled. Kaiba was the only one in the classroom that was amused by the teacher's klutzy attempts to drag the overhead
projector through the door.
A few students got up and actually started helping the teacher. Kaiba stared at them as if he were analyzing a colony of paramecium
trying to capture bacteria. "Are they really that dim witted? None of them realize that the wheels are caught because of the damn
door." He allowed himself a light chuckle at the situation. Anzu turned to Kaiba and asked , "Well, if you know what the problem is,
then why don't you go fix it instead of sitting on your ass and watching?" Kaiba turned an icy glare towards Anzu and replied smugly, "I
think I would rather sit back, watch the show, and see how long it takes them to figure it out for themselves. Besides, it isn't my
problem to fix, so why bother?"
Anzu returned Kaiba's glare and retorted, "Why not prove all that bull shit you say about you being superior to the world by actually
doing it?" Anzu sat back, feeling satisfied with her argument, a content smirk playing its way across her face. 'Anzu, I believe you just
won that argument. Me one, Kaiba zero. Victory does have a certain inexorable sweetness to it. No wonder he always tries to win
everything.'
Kaiba stood up and moved towards the commotion by the door. Anzu stared up in wonder as he moved easily through the crowd of
people that had gathered round to help while they were arguing. He was calm and collected in his enigmatic stature. It was hard to
tell what his real motive for getting up really was. Before Anzu realized it, her mouth was slowly giving into the force of gravity.
'This is almost like the bible story where God helped Moses split the sea. I couldn't break up a crowd unless I screamed, and he does
it like he's some sort of god! He's so full of himself! And he's trying to prove me wrong too! Damn him and his money and power and
his arrogance and good looks……wait, cancel that last part….' Anzu was absorbed in her frustration towards Kaiba, but not so
soaked up that she didn't notice his success in getting the overhead through the door. /Anzu jumped up and screamed, "How dare
you! You son of a bitch! I hate you! Asshole/ At least that's what she would have liked to have done at that moment.
Kaiba sat down next to her and smirked at the priceless expression of anger on her face. He basked in the moment and grinned slyly.
"That's right. I am a sexy god that is superior to all of you mortals." Anzu gave him a nasty look and responded with great contempt,
"Oh, please. All you did was help the teacher bring in an overhead projector. That doesn't make you a god that's any kind of superior
to the human race, idiot!" Kaiba's grin became more arrogant. "You didn't deny the sexy part." She turned slowly to face Kaiba.
'Take a deep breath Anzu, don't do or say anything stupid now, you're almost there. You've almost won this. If you do, he will hold it
against you, not in the court of law, but publicly in general.' She strained a smile, all of the trickery and anger she had seeping into it.
"I didn't comment on the sexy part because I thought that maybe I'd show a little mercy and not damage your infinite ego. But now that
you mention it, I will say something. You-" Anzu's greatest comeback of all time towards Kaiba had just been interrupted by the start
of the lesson.
It was all part of the learning process wasn't it? Maybe not. By the end of the day, Anzu was exhausted, overworked, underpaid, and
every other customary feeling that comes with the end of the first day of school. Her hair was a mess due to lack of proper grooming
and her breath was a horrible stench to breathe in because of her lunch and lack of brushing. To top it off, she had every class with
Kaiba, and the biggest headache in the world. Unfortunately, the only thing that could save her from her turmoil now was a nice
massage and strawberries dipped in melted chocolate. However, she made a "promise" , as Jouinichi puts it, to hang out with them.
Oh yeah, there was also the load of homework from Ms. Whats-er-face from this morning. The lady had an attitude that was so far out
there that not even a hammer could nail her back into place.
To put it simply, she'd rather live with Kaiba than Ms. Satan. While she waited for her friends to get to the front of the school, she
finally made herself somewhat presentable to the face of society. As she was nearing the end of her hair grooming session, she
caught and arrogant young CEO walking from the school, and heading towards an imported BMW. 'It seems that the asshole does
everything on his cell phone. I hope he trips and falls flat on his face one of these days. Even a car crash would do at this point! By
the Gods that be known and unknown, ruin his perfection!'
Just then, Anzu realized that she was caught in the magnificence of all that was Kaiba. His walk was cool. He made the school
uniform look like they belonged to an emperor. The dark black complimented the reflection of his eyes in the sunlight. His eyebrows
were perfectly trim and complimenting, even in the state of contorted frustration that they were in. His hair looked silky and soft. Anzu
had the urge to run her fingers through his hair and caress his lips slowly. Anzu's comb dropping to the ground awakened her out of
this newfound girlish trance of desire. She bent down carefully to pick it up and stared after Kaiba.
She went into daydream mode. The second he got in his BMW and drove away at a recklessly fast pace, Anzu woke up from her
dream-like state and cursed after him with her mind. 'I wonder if he can drive any better with that phone up his-' Anzu's train of angry
thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of her friends. Jouinichi grabbed Anzu around the neck. "What's happenin Anzu? Your
starting to look like a lady!" Anzu glared back at Jouinichi. "In case you haven't noticed, Jou, I've been a lady ever since I had my first
period and I started growing boobs and an ass!" Honda practically fell over in laughter.
Yugi started blushing furiously. "Well," chirped Yugi, "lets get going then! We only have so many hours of fun!" Anzu smiled and
walked along the sidewalk with her friends towards the arcade.
When they reached the arcade, Anzu saw a huge plasma TV advertising the new DDR (Dance Dance Revolution) game and the need
for a teenage icon to further the advertisement. She wanted to pick up an application so badly, but didn't know where to get it other
than at Kaiba Corp. She looked below the huge TV screen and saw a table set up with piles of papers all over it and a whole ton of
girls swarming it. 'Well, looks like I found the applications.' It was like flies to a light bulb. They swarmed and ravaged the table. Anzu
had to steal an application right from under the fingertips of a 7 year-old in order to get one before they ran out of them.
"Hey, Anzu, what's that?" Anzu looked up and spotted the inquirer. Honda looked down over her shoulder while Jouinichi was trying
to peer over Yugi. "Oh, its an application for a dancing competition. That's all." She waved the paper in their faces. "See? Nothing
to worry about." Jouinichi frowned. "I guess there's nothing to worry about, except for the fact that the paper has KAIBA CORP. IN
BOLD PRINT AT THE TOP!" Anzu leaned back from Jouinichi's raging face. He was fuming mad in under 2 seconds.
"Jou, I don't want to breathe your anger. Give me my space. I'm my own person and I can do what I want with my talents. Maybe I
could knock some sense into Kaiba for ya?" Anzu hoped that Jou took the bait of the question and hung up the fact that she was filling
out a Kaiba Corp. application. Jouinichi analyzed her skeptically for a few seconds and then grinned. "It's about time he gets the
sense knocked out of him!" Honda laughed. "You mean sense knocked into him right Jou? Or are you just an idiot?" Jouinichi
growled and punched Honda in the shoulder aggressively.
"How will I ever survive without you guys arguing down each other's throats?" Yugi smiled and asked, "You'd live happily ever after?"
Anzu put her arms around Jouinichi and Honda, splitting them up from having a total knock-down-drag-out. "Exactly." Yugi smiled.
After that, the day progressed well, without any further conflict between the group. Anzu's mood lightened greatly, and her previous
burden of agitation was lifted.
As Anzu lay in her bed, she smiled at the ceiling and grabbed onto one of her stuffed animals. 'It looks like today ended well. I hope
tomorrow starts out better and ends just as well as today.' Anzu slowly fell into sleep, dreams and nightmares engulfing her
subconscious mind and tangling her confused thoughts and feelings into a massive jumble.
I tried to make the format easier to read by spacing. Reviews appreicated.