Anzu bit the hand of the man who was holding her making him scream in pain.

"HELP!" she cried. Though she still had his arm around her waist.

"Please don't," she whispered scared. The man in front showed no mercy and went on his knees. That's when he got kicked in the face.

"Get off her!" a man said kicking the man behind Anzu who let go from the kick. The two men scrambled to the near by bush and didn't dare face him.

"Anzu! Anzu are you ok?" Yami asked taking her in his arms

"Atemu!" She hugged him tightly as if he was the only one left in her life. She cried hoarsely in his arms hiding her face in his chest while he petted her hair. God she was so thankful, he came just in time. She was bruised badly and her ankle was sprained.

She cried harder as Yami comforted her. Soothing her with kind and gentle words which were whispered in her ear softly.

"It's ok Auzu, everything will be fine," he whispered hugging her. She shivered in his arms. 'She's so scared' he thought softly with his heart full of pity. He hugged tighter till she winced. Her eyes shut tightly. Her let his hand lift her shirt. Her ribs were badly bruised and her stomach was minor bleeding through her shirt.

"I'm sorry Anzu, I should have came sooner," he said, his voice full of guilt. Anzu let her hand travel to his face as she fingered his face softly. She lifted her head and kissed him softly. Anzu was glad that she had someone like Yami. Oh she loved him so much.

They pulled apart with Anzu clutching his jacket.

"Let's take you to the hospital," he said picking her up till she stiffened.

"Please no, take me home with you." she cried looking up. How could he refuse her face? Full of fear and bruised.

"Common," he said picking her up and her helmet. He put her in the front seat and threw the helmet in the back. He noticed the big dent and smirked. 'She's a tough one'. He clutched her hand tightly as she slept against the seat. She smiled softly in her dreams.(a/n some say that when you smile while sleeping, your seeing your guardian angel).

They reached his apartment shortly after. He decided not to wake her and carried her up to his place. He placed her in his bed. He kneeled beside the bed, taking in all her beauty. He admired her so much, her kindness and courage, still couldn't believe that she was that "kid" he met a couple weeks ago.

He played with her bangs that shadowed her eyes. His finger barely touched her forehead she sprang from the bed,

"Yami!" she yelled scared thinking someone was after her.

"Anzu! Calm down, I'm here," he said getting standing up grasping her shoulders. Anzu looked up at him then looked down. She felt weak when she was scared. Her vision became cloudy as tears began to fall. Yami sat on the bed across from her lifting her chin.

"It's ok to be scared, Anzu," he told her smiling softly. Making her smile softly as he whipped her tears away. Yami pulled her in a tight hug letting her rest against his strong form. She sighed in his arm. He moved to lay his back against the head board, waiting patiently for her to sleep.

An hour, he felt her breathing deeply against his strong chest, telling him that she was asleep. He laid her down and tucked her in then taking her hand and kissing it softly. He was about to let go when she squeezed his hand making him turn around.

"Don't leave Atemu," she pleaded like a child wanting to stay up late just 5 more minutes.

Yami couldn't do anything. He sighed and got in bed with her wrapping his arms around her, letting her head rest against his heart. Sleeping to his heart which was gently beating, rocking her to sleep. He kissed her head gently, taking her hand in his, fingering her fading scars.

Anzu woke with strong arms around. She sighed as she let her cheek rest on his bare chest(a/n how it got bare, don't ask). She kissed him arm gently, she shifted slightly, and then winced from the pain in her ribs.

"They're not broken, don't worry," he tired voice reassured her. Anzu smiled and lifted herself on him resting on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her sighing lightly. 'I wonder if it would be like this every morning if we were married.' Anzu thought to herself.

His eyes were obviously tired. He looked like a child. She leaned over and kissed him gently. He responded wrapping his arms around her tightly, (a/n they do this all the time in movies and stories. but do you ever wonder how they breath smells!)

"I phoned your mother and Mai, I told her everything, she wants to talk to you as soon as possible." he comforted.

"Hmm," she sighed running her hands along his strong shoulders. He sat up kissing her hand and took her into the kitchen and handed her the phone. After about half n hour of talking breakfast was ready.

"She wants to thank you," she said coming into the kitchen. Putting the phone back.

"Maybe it should be you who should be thanking Me." he said handing her breakfast.

"Shut up," she said eating her breakfast,

"You'll get thanked soon enough," taking a sip of her orange juice, making him smirk.

"How are we going to tell Mai about, well us?" Anzu asked him as he headed for the coffee machine.

"Well she said we would make a cute couple, why she didn't tell you?" he teased cocking his eye brows up and down.

"You lie," she said eyeing him carefully.

"She was going to take us to a movie," he said.

"That's horrible," she said getting up taking her dish to the sink. Yami getting up and following her since he finished his coffee. She put her dish down and turned around meeting his playful eyes.

"Why would you say that, your the one who fell for the son of a bitch," he told her kissing her neck, she had already moaned as if she had melted.

"I hate it when you do this," she moaned wrapping her arms around his neck capturing his lip in a fierce kiss. He lifted her onto the counter kissing her passionately. Running his hands under her shirt. Once again she pulled away, but not because she didn't want it, her bruise was still very sore.

He fingered her bruise. It was so big. It took one side of her rib cage. She still had blood and dirt over her body.

"Anzu go get washed up, your hurt," he whispered looking into her eyes. He always whispered when he told her she was hurt, sorry, or in pain.

He kissed her softly and helped her off the counter. He led her to the bathroom where he got her a towel and a change of clothes.

"If you need anything I'll be in the bedroom," he told her, and kissed her softly before she shut the door. He laid in his bedroom on the bed, thinking about her, then softly falling to sleep.

Well i hope u guys liked it. And thank u people 4 reviewing my fic! I am thinking about changing my name to Ocean Breeze. Should I?

Later
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