This is the second of my Easter holiday updates. Just to warn you; there is some swearing and rather crude smut. There is also mentions of the female monthly menstrual cycle.
Chapter 8.
Nowhere to Run
Closing the front door behind her, Katsu heaved a big sigh of relief – she had survived an evening with Moneybags.
There was a light on upstairs and another on in the sitting room, but the house was quiet.
She dumped the crippling stilettos in the hall and trod the sand from the beach, that was still clinging to her stockinged feet, through the hall and into the sitting room to find Yugi and Anzu both fast asleep on the sofa.
It warmed her heart to see her two friends cuddled up together under Anzu's fleecy pink comforter. Yugi was sitting stretched out with his feet on the pouffe, while Anzu had her legs tucked up underneath her on the sofa and was on her side, using the front of Yugi's shoulder as a pillow.
They were always so careful not to show any affection in public, but it was so very obvious that they had the hots for one another. Yugi was always the first to defend Anzu's honour, and whenever Jonouchi teased him about her he would go bright red and deny it.
But seeing them like this was the proof she needed. What a photo opportunity! If only Jonouchi could afford a decent phone with camera!
Katsu still possessed the same devilish streak she had as Jonouchi and her eyes were drawn to Anzu's brand new I-phone sitting on the coffee table. "Meh, heh, heh," she chuckled to herself, reaching for the device.
The flash woke them both up!
"Huh!" Yugi blinked, rubbing at one eye with his free hand, while trying to work out where he was.
Suddenly realising his position, he blushed, timidly removing his other arm from around Anzu's torso.
Anzu sat upright looking dazed and confused. She yawned and mumbled, "what was that flashing?" She suddenly realised what her friend was doing when she saw a grinning Katsu holding her phone. "Honestly! You're no better than Jonouchi," she scolded. However, she secretly enjoyed being caught having a cuddle with Yugi.
"Sorry! But the pair of you looked so cute, I couldn't resist." She grinned sheepishly and handed the phone to Anzu. "You can delete it if you want."
"No, it's okay. Anyway, it's not how it looks. We were both tired, it was getting chilly and I only had one blanket," She stated, rather matter of factly.
Again, the denial that she felt anything for him, and it made Yugi slump in disappointment.
Yami Yugi sensed his disappointment. "She doesn't mean it Aibou," he said, supportively.
"Doesn't she?" Yugi huffed through their connection.
Neither of his friends noticed his sullen pout because Anzu had moved on to grilling Katsu about her evening.
Not wishing to share the hand holding or nearly kiss, Katsu was rather coy about it. "Yeah, it was okay. We ate, talked and he gave me a lift home."
"Are you sure that's all? Come on Katsu! I'm sure it was more exciting than that! Tell us what you two talked about? Did you get through the evening without arguing or making him suspicious?"
Katsu shrugged and tried to hide a blush. "I enjoyed the food. We walked on the beach. Nothing else happened."
"You have been out for nearly four hours! It doesn't take that long to eat a meal!" Yugi sounded rather more accusing than he had intended.
Katsu faked a yawn. "I'm tired. I'm going to bed."
Suspicion growing, Yugi and Anzu looked at one another. Yugi could not bring himself to comprehend the idea that his friend might have actually enjoyed her evening with Kaiba.
Anzu was not ready to let it drop and wanted to know more. "So, are you seeing him for another date?" She asked.
"Of course not!" Her voice was wavering and not at all convincing. "Okay! So, I might be going for a run with him. And before you jump to conclusions, it's not a date."
Yugi's brows knotted together in concern. "You don't actually like him do you?"
Katsu tried to look away so that her friends could not see her embarrassment. "He wasn't as bad as I thought, okay?" Did she just admit to her friends that she liked Seto Kaiba? She wanted to run and hide but that would be as good as admitting there might be something between them. She stood rooted to the spot and tried not to let it show that she was feeling confused, and was ashamed of her feelings.
But Anzu's natural intuition enabled her to instantly pick up on Katsu's body language.
"Oh My God!" Hands flying to her mouth, she gasped. "You have romantic feelings for him, don't you?"
When Katsu squirmed and did not immediately deny it, Yugi's jaw nearly dropped to the floor and he became visibly distressed. Had something romantic happened between them? This was up there with some of the worst things that had ever happened. "No way! You can't! You're still Jonouchi inside, remember?"
Katsu started spluttering. "Of.. of course I fucking know who I am!" She snapped, rather defensively. She immediately felt guilty for snapping at her two friends. They were right to be worried. "Okay, so he was nice and these stupid girl hormones are messing with my head. But I'm not gonna do anything like that with him. So stop worrying. I ain't a tranny or gay, or nothing like that!"
"We know that Katsu." said Anzu, as calmly as she could. "But physically, you are a woman. If you were to say... date a girl, you might not think it's gay but it look gay to other people. If you dated a guy, it would not look gay, even if you thought you were being gay. It's understandable that your female mind might see Kaiba as attractive." She faltered when she noticed the horrified looks on her friends faces. "... I think I will shut up now."
"But we cant let Katsu date Kaiba!" Yugi reiterated. "What will happen in one month when you change back into Jonouchi?" He could not even begin to imagine how awkward it might be if Kaiba was there when she changed back.
"Stop with the worrying Yuge. I know that dating Kaiba ain't right – hell! None of this shit is right! When I see him tomorrow, I will tell him that I don't wanna date him."
Yugi and Anzu both gasped. "You're seeing him TOMORROW?!" They shrieked simultaneously.
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That night, sleep was slow in coming for Katsu. She was unable to forget the fact that when he actually smiled, he looked nice. Or, the way his fingers had gently linked with hers as they strolled along the beach. Or, the smell of his cologne as he leaned across to help her with the car door.
And, when she did finally doze off, she was plagued by disturbing erotic dreams – must have been the wine and rich food!
At around three in the morning, she woke up hot, thirsty and with a headache. She got out of bed and went down to the kitchen to get a drink of water.
After gulping down the first glass, she poured another and sat down at the kitchen table. This feeling was unpleasant; it was like her biorhythms were all off or something.
By Jonouchi's standards, she had not overeaten but her tummy was gurgling and felt bloated and her lower back ached.
She was just about to go upstairs and try to get back to sleep, when she heard the floorboards creak. She looked up to see Anzu standing in the doorway, sleepily rubbing her eyes.
"You okay?" Anzu whispered, with a yawn. "Only I woke up to use the bathroom and noticed the light was on downstairs."
"Yeah, I'm... " Katsu began to lie and then changed her mind. "No, not really. I don't wanna be like this any longer. I wanna go back to being Jonouchi." She started crying. "Stupid hormones," sniff, "making me blub," sniff, sniff. "What if Bakura's dark half lied about the spell wearing off and I stay like this forever?"
Anzu tried to smile supportively and moved to sit down on the chair beside her. She patted her friend on the back and rubbed small, reassuring circles. "I'm sure he's not lying. Perhaps we should go and see Ryou tomorrow and see if he's had any luck finding a de-spell, or something. I'm a bit worried about him anyway. He hasn't been in school." She handed Katsu a tissue.
Thanking her, Katsu blew her nose and nodded. "I feel so stupid! Jonouchi is a tough guy and never cries over nothin – well, not much. But I'm like some silly teenage girl on her period!" She gasped. "God! I won't have one of those, will I?"
Anzu grimaced. "I hope not. I kind of haven't thought about that. But I'm sure your... erm... internal organs haven't changed, have they?" She did not look too sure.
Katsu rubbed her tummy and looked down. "I think they have. I feel different inside and out. I feel a bit strange."
"Okay, well let's not worry about periods for now. But if you get tender breasts, bloated tummy, can't stop peeing, heavy legs, back ache, head ache, tiredness or feel tearful and snappy, then let me know and we can deal with it together."
As she ran through the list of likely symptoms, Katsu's face fell. "You get all those things?!"
"Sometimes, but they're not always too bad. And not usually all at once." She bit her lip. "Then of course, there's the bleeding. It can be quite heavy some months." She waved her hand. "But let's hope you don't have to go through any of that."
"I bloody hope not! Being a girl sucks!" A rather disturbing thought crossed her mind and she grimaced. Anzu gave her a questioning look.
"What is it?"
"No! It's too disgusting to talk about."
Anzu continued to look at her so she caved. "If I got a womb, does that mean I could get pregnant?"
The thought of her friend with Kaiba went through Anzu's mind, making her grimace. "You're not thinking of doing anything like... like that with him, are you?!"
"Geez Anzu! Course I ain't! I was just thinking about what my body could be capable of, that's all."
"Well, that's a relief," Anzu let out a relieved breath, "let's not dwell on things like that. It makes me feel ill."
Stifling a yawn, she stood up. "I'm going back to bed. You should try and get some sleep too." She patted her friend on the shoulder.
"I don't think I can. My head's too messed up," Katsu replied, sadly.
Anzu would never have hugged Jonouchi due to his pervert tendencies. But it no longer concerned her that somewhere inside her friend's female body and mind, Jonouchi was still there, fighting to not be pushed into his soul room and locked away.
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With her friends at school, Katsu spent another day alone in the house. For three days now she had pretended to be sick. But she knew it would not be long before Anzu's parents started to ask questions about why their exchange student was refusing to attend school.
She tried to concentrate on the school work her friends had brought home for her to do, but her mind could not focus. Instead, all she could worry about was her second date with Kaiba later on. No! She could not think of going running with him as a date.
Jonouchi was a decent athlete. But he had been too rebellious and badly behaved for the track team. But if it suited him, he could easily out run most of the other kids in school – except maybe Yugi, who was like a little whippet!
She decided that she would go and behave like trash, act laddish and run Kaiba's legs off. Kaiba would be so embarrassed at being beaten by a girl who spat and swore a lot, that he would decide not ask her out again – that was the plan, anyway.
The day dragged and by the time Anzu got home, she was restless and almost climbing the walls.
Kitted out in the sports bra, running leggings and the technical sports tee-shirt that Anzu had lent her, Katsu bravely took the bus on her own, across to the posh side of town, where Kaiba's mansion stood, dwarfing the other fine houses in the area.
Compared to the cramped apartment blocks in the run down part of Domino, where Jonouchi lived, it was clean and well maintained. The air quality was far better too.
Taking a deep breath, she breathed in the scent of the cherry trees that proliferated in this part of town, and marched towards the heavy wrought iron gates that guarded the entrance to the mansion.
Pressing the button on the gate, she waited for a response. There was a crackle, followed by the tinny sounding voice of the new housekeeper Kaiba had employed to replace Hobson. "Good afternoon. Please state your purpose." It was a female voice.
She wandered what Kaiba had done with the body of his former butler, Hobson. She and her friends had not bothered to hang around after that poisonous, shrivelled little man had been electrocuted during Death-T. Did the woman on the intercom know about her predecessor?
"Oh! Hi. K... Katsu here. I have an appointment with Seto Kaiba."
"Ah.. Katsu. Mister Kaiba is expecting you. Please come in." The lock on the gate clunked and the gate swung open smoothly and quietly.
She marched up the driveway and the door was opened before she had chance to ring the bell. A slender, attractive, middle aged woman in an apron just like the one Yugi's mother often wore, greeted her and invited her in.
She was lead into the very same reception room that Jonouchi had been taken to with Yugi, after they had literally been kidnapped outside the arcade and forced to play the Russian Roulette eating game, which would have lead to Jonouchi's death had Yugi not outwitted Mokuba. She shivered at the memory.
Even if he was still a bit of a jerk, Kaiba had come a long way since they had first encountered him. In fact, he actually seemed kind of nice now... NICE! God! What was she thinking?!
Staring at the large oil painting of Seto and Mokuba hanging on the wall, she wished she had a set of darts that she could throw at it.
Just as a snicker escaped her, making her sound more like Jonouchi, the door opened and Seto walked in. "Ah! I see you are admiring the painting. It is by a very talented local artist who started life in the same orphanage as myself and Mokuba. My charity is helping fund her through art school."
Kaiba ran a charity?! Katsu regretted wanting to throw darts at it. "That's... that's.. I didn't know you had a charity?!"
"Yes, I set up a foundation to help orphans from around the world. But I don't like to boast about it. I have a reputation as a ruthless businessman. If it were to get out that I was kind and generous, it would give people the idea that I can be taken advantage of," he said blandly.
Katsu raised an eyebrow. "So if I were to tell anyone?"
"Then I would be forced to have you killed," he smirked.
Katsu could not tell if he were joking or not, but judging by the Kaiba she knew from past encounters, she would not put it past him.
Gulping, she focussed on the vest he had on. He was like a beanpole but the muscles in his arms looked hard and strong. Her eyes wandered down to the tiny pair of running shorts he was also wearing. They made him look well endowed. Why was she even looking there?!
Blushing, she quickly looked away.
"If you are ready, shall we go and warm up?" He suggested, giving her a comical look.
Oh god! He knew she had been peeking at his barely hidden booty.
"Yeah, why not," she tried to say casually, but it came out a bit squeaky.
Outside, Seto started jogging on the spot, mixing in a bit of high knees with some fast feet, heel flicks and a few lunges. Katsu sat on the bench, watching and waiting. He obviously took this seriously.
"You should warm up and do a bit of static stretching," he told her, swinging his leg to mobilise his hips. The motion made his booty jiggle. God! Why could she not stop looking at it?
"Nah, I'm good." But she did get up to jog on the spot and do a few star jumps. Anything to stop herself looking at his pert little butt and the bulge inside those tiny running shorts.
The moment they started to run, Katsu felt a bit odd. Everything about the movements she was making felt wrong. For a start, she had these mounds on her chest that were restricting her by jiggling about.
She still seemed to be a decent athlete but lacked the power and speed that Jonouchi always had. She just was not prepared for the differences between the male and female physique. Her hips moved differently, altering her gait. There was no way that she could out run Kaiba with this body!
She was also becoming aware of a mild stitch and dragging feeling in her lower abdomen and back.
"Are you okay?" Seto enquired, halfway through their run. Katsu sensed that he was holding back slightly, so as not to leave her behind.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tired today."
"You are actually running really well. Eight minute mile pace is very respectable."
"It is!" They were not going as slowly as she thought they were, but it was still slow for Jonouchi. "What pace do you normally run?" She asked.
"Depends. Probably nearer seven min miles, sometimes faster if I'm doing speed work."
"Oh, right. Yeah, me too if I'm racing," she lied. Chasing guys that needed beating up and running away from the cops more like!
They finished their run with a sprint and Katsu felt a bit pissed off that she could not out-sprint him.
Breathing heavily from his sprint, Seto laughed. "Well done. Mokuba sometimes runs a lap or two with me, but I usually run on my own. It's nice to have someone else to run with."
"I always thought you were a .." Miserable bastard, "loner. At least, that's what my friends tell me," she hastily added.
He straightened up and grabbed the towel that his housekeeper had placed on the railing next to the private tennis court and started to rub the sweat from his face neck and arms. "In their eyes I am a loner. But I stopped relying on other people when the people I trusted dumped Mokuba and Me in
an orphanage. After that, I learned to do things my own way."
"Yeah, but sometimes it's nice to have friends you can rely on," she cleared her throat. "My cousin was in quite a lot of trouble before he made friends with Yugi. Having such a good friend helped him turn his life around."
Seto shrugged. "Whatever." He decided against telling her he held no respect for the Mutt. "Yugi and his friends are always lecturing me about friendship and teamwork. But I am my own team and I'm not interested in being friends with them. I wish they would just respect my choices. Even Mokuba has started nagging me to make more friends since returning from Pegasus' Island." He threw the towel onto the ground for someone else to pick up. "Shall we go and get something to drink?"
Feeling hot and thirsty, Katsu nodded.
Seto took her into a spacious, modern kitchen. The floorspace was larger than Jonouchi's entire flat!
"What would you like?" He pressed the button on the large chiller and a bottle of mineral water dropped into the dispenser.
"I'll have a coke please?" Nodding, Seto pressed the button and a bottle of diet coke was dispensed.
As soon as Katsu started drinking, her tummy griped and let out a loud gurgle. Her immediate response was to let out a loud belch and blame Honda. But that was what Jonouchi would do and she was no longer Him. Feeling self conscious, she let out a belch and apologised. "I must be drinking too fast." She rubbed her abdomen. It felt a bit tender and uncomfortable.
Seto smiled at her warmly. "That's okay. Do you want something to eat?"
"No, I'm good, ta!" Since when did she ever turn down food?! But she just did not feel hungry. If anything, she felt a bit dizzy and nauseous.
"Did you bring a wash kit and change of clothing? You are welcome to use my facilities. I thought that after we clean up, we could watch a movie in my private cinema and then have something to eat here. Mokuba is dying to meet you properly."
"Oh! I didn't bring anything to change into. It didn't occur to me."
"That doesn't matter. I will tell my live in housekeeper to lend you something of hers." The assertive way in which Seto spoke ruffled Katsu's feathers. Why did he always have to act so superior? It was that 'I always get what I want' attitude that Jonouchi could not stand about the jerk.
"It's okay. I can't stay. I promised my friends we would study together tonight. We have important mid term exams coming up in a couple of weeks."
Seto looked a little irked but shrugged away her excuse. "Why study with those losers? They are not the sharpest tools in the shed. Let them fail together and I will help you with your studies."
"But I promised."
He was still not giving up and his face morphed into that superior expression that always made Jonouchi want to punch him. "I passed all of my final exams when I was fourteen. I gained a degree in business before I turned sixteen. The only reason I went to school at all is because the authorities threatened to take Mokuba into care if we didn't attend. If you wish to pass your exams then let me help?"
"Nah! I told you Kaiba," she snapped. "I made a promise to friends. I ain't letting them down!"
"You're starting to sound just like your cousin." He glared at her for a moment and then shrugged. "If that's your choice, then I can't stop you. But if you change your mind, the offer remains."
The way he scrutinised her made her shudder. She had very nearly blown it with that irritable retort. But she was feeling so tense all of a sudden. And why was she suddenly struggling not to burst into tears? "I'm sorry if I snapped at you. I'm afraid Me and Jonouchi share a lot of family traits." Suddenly feeling pressure on her bladder, she nearly crossed her legs. God, she would never get used to this feeling of not being able to hold on. It already felt like she was wetting herself. "Do you mind if I use your bathroom before I go home?"
"Of course not! There is one just through those doors and first on your left."
Without thanking him, she scurried to the bathroom as quickly as her heavy, weary legs would carry her.
Locking the door, she fiddled around with trying to pull her leggings and undies down – jeez what a faff it was.
She stared in horror at the sight of what looked like a patch of blood. Luckily her shorts and undies were a dark colour so it was not easy to see and it was not a large amount, but it was just enough to make her panic.
She finished peeing and lifted her butt cheek to peer into the bowl and nearly screamed when she saw the colour of the water.
Hands trembling, she wiped herself and then dared to look at the paper streaked with red.
The trembling became worse when she realised that this was real and not just her imagination. No wonder her abdomen had felt strange.
Leaning forward and hugging her knees, she stayed sat on the toilet and rocked her body back and forward, all the while fretting and trembling. This was not fair! Bakura you bastard! Why did you have to go and do this to me?
She had no idea how long she had sat there until she heard a knock on the door, accompanied with a worried. "Katsu? Are you okay in there?"
Shit! Shit! Shit! What should she say to him? What did real girls do? She could not recall a time when Anzu had ever told any of them she was on her period. They just kind of accepted that for a few days each month she was more prickly and impatient than usual, and they kept out of her way. "I'm okay. Just came over a bit dizzy. I will be alright in a minute," she called out.
"Would you like me to get Isono to take you home?"
"Yes please," she answered quickly and without hesitation.
"Okay, I'm just calling him now," came the worried response. Kaiba was worried?!
Urging herself to gather her senses and think straight, she rolled up some toilet paper and placed it inside her undies. That should at least suffice until she could get home and seek Anzu's help.
Peering at her crotch in the mirror, she was relieved to be wearing black because it did not show. The rolled up paper was bloody uncomfortable though.
Steeling herself, she unlocked the door and stepped into the hallway. Seto immediately placed a steadying hand on her arm.
"Are you anaemic? You look extremely pale," he said with concern.
"I dunno," she gave an embarrassed laugh. "I might be." Would she lose enough blood to make her anaemic? She remembered her mother needing to take iron tablets.
She still felt traumatised as Seto helped her to the car. She could feel the toilet tissue working its way up her bum crack until it rested on her coccyx and she prayed that she would not leave a red skid mark on his cream leather seats. She ended up sitting on her hand.
Even though she said she was okay, he insisted on climbing into the car and going with her. "I want to make sure you get home safely," he told her.
If he had guessed what was wrong, he did not say anything. But he did frown at the way she was sitting on her hand.
The moment the car pulled up outside Anzu's, she grabbed at the door handle, fumbling to escape.
She nearly swore when the door would not open.
"Safety lock, remember?" Said Seto. "Wait there, I will open the door and help you." He reached across and pressed the door release.
Fearful of leakage and afraid to move, she sat trembling and almost on the verge of hysterical panic. She seethed and swore silently under her breath: What had the strong, wilful, independent Jonouchi been reduced to?
Seto meanwhile, had jumped out and had run round to open the door from the outside. He offered a hand to help her out of the car but she swatted it away. "I'm not a fucking weakling!" She snapped. Without thinking.
"I didn't say you were. Screw the independent woman act. You're sick, so let me help you." The helping hand was back, taunting her. Ignoring it, she crawled out of the car, not daring to look at the seat. If she had looked, she would have seen that it was not stained.
Although not surprised to see her back so soon, Anzu was shocked when she saw how pale and drawn Katsu looked. A rather worried looking Seto Kaiba had accompanied her to the door and was dismayed when Katsu tried to dismiss him.
"I don't know what's wrong with her!" He tried to inform Anzu. At the suspicious look Anzu gave him, he quickly added. "Before you snap my head off, it is nothing that I have done."
"I wasn't suggesting..." Anzu started but hesitated when Seto's expression became worried. He looked like he wanted to come inside. Katsu had already scurried upstairs without saying goodbye to him so Anzu thanked him and told him that she would take care of whatever it was that was ailing her friend.
Seto scowled and looked ready to argue but conceded. "Very well, I will ring to see how she is later." He pivoted on his heel and marched away. Anzu quickly shut the door and ran upstairs to find that her friend had locked herself in the bathroom and would not come out.
She hammered on the door. "Katsu? Please open the door and tell me what's wrong? Did he try something?"
"It's nothing to do with Kaiba. It's too embarrassing.."
Anzu heard the toilet flush and some muttering, swearing and snuffling. A feeling of dread surged through her. No! It could not be what she was thinking. That was just too cruel.
"Look, it's quite natural for women to experience what I think you have. Let me help you?"
The door opened and a tear stained face peered out at her. "This..." she sniffed. "is the ultimate humiliation." It was said with such venom and despair that it broke Anzu's heart.
"Can I come in?" She asked, softly.
Nodding, Katsu stepped back from the door so that she could enter. "I know we covered this stuff in sex ed. But I kind of wasn't paying much attention. I was writing little notes about menstrual women being bitchy and passing them to Honda. We thought it was some kind of big joke."
Anzu pouted at her and rolled her eyes. "Well, it's not a joke." She went to the cupboard and pulled out several different types of sanitary item and started to explain how to use them.
Katsu had never felt so miserable in her life. Even being beaten up by Hirutani's gang was better than what she was suffering. She just wanted to go back to being Jonouchi so that she could confront that menace from the Millennium Ring. Maybe she would pull those pointers off one by one and throw them in a furnace.
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While Katsu was in the shower, Anzu rang Yugi and tried to explain as best she could, the ladies problem that Katsu was trying to deal with.
It was the sort of thing that was embarrassing to talk about with a male friend, but Yugi tried to be very understanding, even though he did listen with a flushed face and a terrible, sinking feeling of dread and concern.
It had really upset him when his best friend had been turned into a girl, but he was starting to come to terms with it, and was now dealing with it pretty well.
But this was a little beyond his comprehension. He had reassured himself that his friend had only taken on the external appearance of a female because of the shadow spell, and that his friend was basically still a boy internally. But if that was the case, how would it be possible for him to have a period?
He shuddered at the thought of what his friend must be going through. He had not realised that he had started stuttering until Anzu asked him if he was alright.
No! He was not alright. "Y.. yes t.. thanks... I think so..." He paused and muttered quietly. "Poor Jonouchi."
"Try not to worry about Jonouchi, Yugi. Now that she is over her initial hysteria, Katsu is being very brave. I'm looking after her. But I was thinking that maybe you could speak to Bakura and see if you can persuade him... I know the other Yugi is trying not to play Shadow Games any more, but I wondered if maybe you could threaten Bakura nicely, with a Shadow Game, and when he loses, he has to reverse the spell."
Yugi paused for a moment. He had a bad feeling about this. "Hold on a moment Anzu. I will ask Him."
Anzu nearly jumped when Yami Yugi's deep voice responded a moment later. "Do you know what you are asking of me Anzu? You saw what I almost did to our friend Ryou Bakura. Aibou's soul and Bakura's soul could both be hurt."
"I.. I'm sorry. I should not have suggested it. But I wouldn't have asked if the situation wasn't desperate. I don't think Katsu can cope with what is happening inside her body. But please, don't do it if it will put yourself or Ryou at risk."
Yami Yugi thought about it for a moment. He would do anything to help a friend in trouble, and he did not need to ask his Aibou if he was prepared to take the risk of confronting the Spirit of the Ring, because he could already hear him saying they should.
"Okay, I will do it. I will find a way to do it so that no one, except the Spirit of the Ring is put at risk."
"Thank you Yugi. Please be careful."
"I will. I will speak to you later. After I have dealt with bakura."
They said a nervous farewell and hung up.
Just when you think things could not get any worse for Katsu, they do!
Hope it was not too crude!
