Title: Allure
Pairing: YamixAnzuxYuugi/Spiritshipping
Season Eight. Round One.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
It wasn't pretty, but not wholly unpleasant either. The water was swampy and not much daylight was able to creep through the knotted tree limbs. Critters crawled through the water and on the small dirt barges here and there. The air was surprisingly fresh despite the gloominess that surrounded the entire misty area.
She had heard of the legends and myths at the pubs and from her crew members of two mysterious creatures that lurked in this uncharted place.
Shrouded in the mysteriousness that was voodoo and foreign black magic, supposedly two brothers dwelled, supposedly casting off dark spells on sailors and captains alike who happened to cross their path, cursing them to a life that whispers called, the unknown.
The two boys were told to be unbelievably attractive, even if they looked alike. Their appealing looks would often send men who found them to their unknown demise; either coming back a broken shell of their former self or never coming back at all.
However, all those souls had been men; but as a woman, Anzu had no doubt that she could come back without a scratch from either one of the boys who seemed to be captivating everyone.
Anzu wasn't out to kill or enslave or steal from them…she merely wanted to see if they really looked like the countless hand-drawn pictures marketers had shown her.
If the pictures were true though…Anzu could feel her heart flutter. It was an instant attraction like no other.
They were almost like twins. Lithe bodies covered in mystic garbs even she could not name of all different colors that accented them both perfectly. Their hair was messily spiked with colors of black and yellow, the tips different with colors of red and purple. The taller of the brothers had a chiseled face that demanded authority, his eyes a mesmerizing blood red color. The other brother was perhaps three or four inches shorter, his facial features that of a child's, though you could just tell that he was probably just as old as the other. Amethyst eyes finished off the look as they glinted innocently.
All in all, Anzu knew that she had to find these boys; she just had to.
And with a little persuasion to her crew, the Moonlight Dancer had set sail to where they were now. They had to carry a small boat inland, to where they met with a river that flowed into a marshy area.
"Keep rowing, and keep an eye out for anything suspicious," she told the few men with her as they pushed through the murky water.
Creating her own crew wasn't easy in the beginning. She was merely a wealthy merchant's daughter who rebelled against the business in search for something more adventurous. The stories of pirates always fascinated her, and at the time, Anzu knew that she had the money to sway loyal men to be under her to work the ship she had secretly bought. A little after that, she had herself a steady stream of stolen income and enough rum to keep the men under her service.
But there was one thing she always wanted. She had searched her crew and the towns that they docked and pillaged, but no one ever came up. But when she had seen these two…she knew there was an attraction for a reason.
"Something's ahead, Captain!" one of the men exclaimed softly, pointing a gun-powdered finger ahead.
Knocking herself out of her musings, Anzu's blue eyes gleamed when a small shack came into view, lit up with a soft orange glow. With her heart pulsing up to speed, the small boat hit a barge with a thump. "You all stay here and look out," she instructed, rolling her eyes at the nervousness the men showed in their eyes. "I'll shoot one shot if anything goes wrong," she added as an afterthought.
She was dressed in her best outfit, consisting of a simple yet expensive white cuffed shirt with a generous V-neck and the finest dark blue pants, covered by an elaborate black coat that draped down to mid-thigh, her black boots reaching up to her knees, and a matching black hat on her head, tilted to the side. She had decided to let her evenly cut brunette hair flow down loosely to her shoulders, and she had put on her fair share of stolen rings and earrings.
Stepping out of the small boat, the Captain cautiously walked along the barge towards the makeshift shack until she came to what she presumed to be the front door. Taking a breath, her heart fluttering again in her chest, Anzu rapped on the door twice, listening hard.
Before she could even so much as react, Anzu suddenly found herself inside the shack, pressed up against the wooden wall, her weapons hastily being stripped off her person. She could feel a blindfold over her eyes, and her shoulders were pinned not by hands, but by an odd force she had never felt before. Odd smells of old spices and such filled her nostrils, relaxing her only slightly.
"Show yourselves!" she bellowed, trying to hide her uncertainty when the blur of movements seemed to come to a halt. "What's going on!"
Nothing but silence filled the room, and Anzu felt fear starting to just creep at her sides. Were they planning on killing her? Or something worse?
"This one's different, though." The voice sliced the silence, and Anzu felt her heart stop when the angelic voice met her ears. She strained to listen, all her fears put aside. Which one was speaking? She had a thought that it might be the smaller of the two brothers but…
"I know that," the same voice started again, "But it's a girl…maybe she's different."
Anzu wondered when the second boy would talk. She wondered if his voice was as attractive as his looks. But to her misfortune, the one with the angelic voice spoke again.
"Why not, then? I didn't sense any darkness when she came close. It's the men that are with her that have the dark hearts, not her," the boy pleaded, and Anzu wondered if 'sense any darkness' was proof that these two had voodoo powers.
Silence surrounded the air again, and Anzu suppressed the urge to talk. It just might save her life for all she knew. She waited and waited for the angel-like voice to speak again, but after a while, she assumed that they were so unique that they were able to talk without her knowing somehow. However, the next noise that met her ears surprised her greatly.
There was no doubt that the sound of a kiss had been what she had heard.
"I knew you'd give in," that heaven sent voice sounded again, with a touch of smugness to it.
The next thing Anzu knew was that she was on her knees; the firm force on her shoulders had been lifted, but at the same time it was like a sedative had been injected in her body as she felt that she couldn't move as quickly as she would have liked. Her skin suddenly tingled under her thick jacket when she felt hands grab her upper arms and haul her to her feet then sit her in what she assumed to be a chair.
A hand cupped her chin, and Anzu felt herself stiffen in anticipation as she felt a warm breath ghost over her lips. She unconsciously gripped the edges of the seat, leaning ever so closer to get more of that warmth.
Then as suddenly as it had come, the hand and warmth was gone, leaving Anzu to disappointedly slump back.
"Why are you here?" The voice that spoke this time was strong, deep, and powerful. The exact opposite of the angel voice from before. Anzu felt her heart quicken for what seemed the hundreth time, and she stuttered to answer.
"I have heard many tales of you two…seen pictures," she answered blindly, carefully. "I've listened to the stories of you two casting spells on men who crossed your paths, and I was curious. You're mysterious lives and looks captivated me to find you," she continued honestly, knowing that if she lied, something bad could potentially happen to her. "I mean you no harm," she added thoughtfully.
Through her boots, she could feel the floorboards shifting as either one or both of the boys moved. She strained to hear any creaks, surprised that they walked as silent as a cat about to pounce on its prey.
Sucking in a breath, Anzu waited, her patience running thin. The vacancy of noise was starting to get to her, and she was about to comment when she felt the blindfold rip off from her head.
Blinking to clear her vision, the Captain gasped in awe as her eyes immediately focused on the two boys.
They were…just as the pictures were and more.
Anzu could feel her body react almost instantly, warming up at the mere sight of the duo. She swallowed thickly, feeling her heart hammering harder than ever in her chest.
The taller boy with the red eyes smirked knowingly, and Anzu blushed.
"I think that there is a little more to your story, Captain," the red-eyed boy commented silkily, unconsciously wrapping an arm around the smaller's waist and pulling him close.
How had they known that she was a Captain? Anzu thought, knowing that she had spoken nothing of that. But then she remembered that these two were assumed to have voodoo powers or something of the sort. But she didn't think much of it and instead stared at the arm draped around the smaller boy's waist.
She couldn't help it. "Aren't you two brothers?" she blurted embarrassingly, blushing even harder.
The purple-eyed boy giggled at her confusion, looking at the other for a brief moment, his eyes clouding over in just the tiniest way. "You misunderstand. We are not brothers," he corrected.
"But why do you look so similar?" Anzu tried to come up with a reasonable solution, but couldn't.
Amethyst eyes rolled, an amused smile on that face still. "A mere coincidence," he said, "And a very good one at that," he added.
Anzu assumed that he meant that it was good in the fact that they had found each other. But with this sorted out…the girl couldn't help but find them both all the more attractive.
"Ah, there it is again, Yuugi," the taller one said suddenly, an amused look on his face now, too.
The one addressed as Yuugi looked suddenly eager, a mischief shining in his eyes as he watched Anzu.
"W-What are you talking about?" the girl questioned nervously, feeling her heart warm even more as their intense gazes stared her down. She barely registered a slight tingling throughout her body before she acknowledged the fact that the taller one was slowly advancing towards her.
She felt frozen even as she stood up from where she was sitting; she couldn't move an inch away as the boy teasingly swayed his hips as he took small steps closer and closer to her. Anzu felt her breath catch in her throat when they stood mere inches apart, that mesmerizing hot breath splaying across her lips again.
"I know what you seek," he told her, those red eyes burning holes into hers. "It's like reading an open book."
Before any coherent thought could pass her lips, Anzu felt those delicious lips on her own, keeping her from questioning what he meant beside the fact she knew what he was talking about. She could feel her knees weaken despite the soft kiss that was utterly mind-blowing, though, she was aware that Yuugi was now close to them.
"Yami…" he whispered, and Anzu was aware that her Captain's hat had been knocked off to the floor, unfamiliar and yet familiar hands taking her own as she and the other boy now named Yami broke their kiss.
Anzu watched with half clouded eyes as Yuugi kept her hands in his as he tentatively leaned forward to kiss Yami. Again, her initial attraction to the exotic creatures only intensified at the sight.
They broke apart, and she and Yuugi's hands disconnected. Panicking, Anzu couldn't help herself as she leaned forward to twist the smaller around to kiss him fully on the mouth in an almost desperate way, surprising herself slightly.
The smaller laughed lightly when they, too, broke apart, the Captain already missing the sensations. She suddenly felt frozen again, her more cohesive thoughts coming back to her when Yami took his lover into his arms loosely, pulling them back, a semi-serious look on his face, scaring Anzu with every passing second.
"But we cannot give you what you seek," he said gravely, making Anzu's heart drop with the most unpleasant feeling she had ever felt before.
Her heart pounded in newfound fear, and she could see that everything was becoming dark and hazy…the two boys were pulling themselves back further and further. Frightful of losing them, Anzu franticly tried to reach for her pistol, but to no avail. It had been stripped off her person, and she found that she could do nothing to stop whatever was happening.
"No, wait! Stop! Don't lea-!"
Waking with a start, Anzu panted, her body shivering in the cold sweat it was in. She attempted to catch her breath as she concentrated on the slow and steady rocking of the Moonlight Dancer, all the while pulling the crummy sheets off her body to sit on the edge of her bed.
"It was a dream…a dream," she told herself to calm down. She bit her lip, breathing through her nose. Exhaling, Anzu stood up and snatched her Captain's coat and some decent pants to go over and under her nightgown as she made her way out of her private quarters.
The sea's cool air washed over her, the night bathing her in moonlight. The smell of salt and alcohol met her nose within seconds, but she pushed it aside as she marched her way to the front of the ship, not caring for all the suddenly hushed voices of her crew.
She watched the water for a while, being effortlessly pulled apart by her ship's massive size and strength. She did not worry about her crew possibly approaching her as it was late and there seemed to be no danger nearby. Anzu let the wind whip her short brown hair about her face, the salt and few mists of water soaking into her form.
Anzu of course knew that the myths that circulated around these parts were untrue, only made up to entertain the sailors and young children alike. Of course when a story became popular, illustrations were bound to be made all over, entrancing people further.
It wasn't fair. She should have killed that merchant.