Denyshipping (Yami Bakura/Mazaki Anzu/Yami Yugi)
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"I won't let you hurt him."
Her voice doesn't even crack or tremble. It's almost remarkable—he's almost impressed.
She cradles the pharaoh's body against her, her brows crinkled with a horrible, burning rage. She's pissed. He's actually surprised at the waves of hate and anger rushing out of her. It's enough to make him pause.
The pharaoh paws weakly at her.
"G-go, A-Anzu," he mumbles. "You h-have to go...please, get out of here..."
"I'm not leaving you," she says, a venom on her tongue.
"You should probably take his advice, bitch," Bakura says, getting a smile out of her defiance in spite of himself. He twists the blade between his fingers, looking with some pride at the bloody stain on the pharaoh's shirt. He hadn't actually expected this to go the way it had, but he wasn't really disliking it.
"Fuck off," she hisses. "I won't let you touch him."
"Anzu, please," the pharaoh says, sounding legitimately terrified.
Oh ho, so this girl is as important to him as Bakura had thought she was. This could be fun. Maybe he'd stab her a few times and see how the pharaoh liked it.
He reaches for her, the knife in his hand.
She moves faster than he anticipates—his wrist is suddenly locked in a vice like grip and he's been yanked forward. His eyes widen as he realizes he's about to hit the ground hard.
He doesn't make it before her leg connects with the side of his head and he is slammed forcibly into the wall and for a brief second his vision goes black.
When his eyes open again, he can hear Anzu half dragging the pharaoh down the alleyway, but he can't quite move yet.
Ah,he remembers. She's a dancer.
He'll remember that next time...he thinks just before he lets himself fall briefly into unconsciousness again.
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A/N: I don't know I don't knowwwwwww. Next is Delusionshipping (Pandora x Catherine).
