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Why?

A tear trailed down the person's cheek followed by another then another until a flood of salty liquid coated their face. An abrupt involuntary contraction of their diaphragm occurred and a series of hiccups were born. The gasping sound accompanied by their shaky cries.

I thought you hated me. Then why...

A choking sound was heard in the quiet, dismal surroundings, hands clenching into tight fists and lips trembled in the wake of another heart wrenching sob.

...why did you save me?

Anzu stifled her cries in a valiant attempt but the pain and guilt she felt about what just happened ten minutes ago lay fresh in her mind. Of all the stupid, idiotic things he could have done, he had to save her.

You really are pathetic aren't you Mazaki?

She was.

Incredibly so and it was her fault he was lying unconscious in her lap with a few broken bones if he was lucky. Images of him pushing her out of the way and taking the brunt of the force made her heart squeeze painfully.

He looked so peaceful she noticed with a faint smile. His face devoid of any signs of stress and he seemed to be resting comfortably. Only there was a chance he might never wake up. The slight tilt of her lips disappeared and she forced herself not to think so morbidly. If only he hadn't done what he did then maybe...maybe she would be the one in this condition.

Her shaking fingers wandered over his uniform jacket which was rolled up to his elbows. His left arm was crushed under the wooden shelf and it took all her strength and efforts to free him from his prison. Anzu lightly touched the bruised skin and she squinted her eyes in the near darkness to asses the damage done. There was a dark purplish bruise forming from his wrist running all the way to his biceps, maybe even beyond.

"Oh Kaiba." She whispered brushing the stubborn lock of hair from his eyes. "If only I'd reacted sooner then..." Anzu bit her lip harshly to prevent the small cry forcing its way up her throat. "...then you wouldn't be lying here making me worry." Sniffling loudly, she shook her head and forced herself to calm down. Crying wouldn't help her nor him and she had to try and assist him any way she could.

The lighting was no good and she could barely see anything even with the luminous new moon casting its glow. The power went out immediately after the violent shaking of the earth's crust and wouldn't be back for a lengthy amount of time. If only she had a flash light of even her mobile. Kaiba was right--she really was a moron.

But right now wasn't the time for those thoughts. She had to improvise to the best of her ability. He could insult her all he wanted when he woke up and she would make damn sure he did if only to hear him berate her. Lifting her arms carefully she undid the blue bow from around her collar, ripping it off with one smooth motion before turning her attention to her pink jacket. Her fingers undid the first two buttons and then they stilled.

What if he woke up while she was taking her clothes off? No. Fate wouldn't be anymore cruel than she already was. Besides, she had to bandage his arm and to do that she needed her white school issued blouse. The material was thin enough for her to tear through and would be of great use as a temporary bandage for his arm.

Yet she still hesitated.

Anzu silently peered down at his innocent slumbering face in deep contemplation. He didn't look like he was going to wake up anytime soon sadly enough and he really needed his arm taken care of. Taking a deep breath she made sure he was secure and possibly comfortable on her lap before reaching for the small line of white buttons holding her jacket together.

Anzu quickly undid them and tore off the material from her body leaving her clad in her shirt which was soon going to be undone as well. Keeping her eyes fixed on his face she slowly opened her shirt feeling the semi cold air on her body making her pores rise. She shivered a bit and peeled the cloth off her shoulders and arms draping it over his eyes just in case.

Quickly donning her jacket once more she hastily buttoned it and slumped against the wall completely exhausted. Who knew undressing could be so stressful? Removing the white material from over his eyes, she began tearing it into long strips holding his arm gently while administering what little she knew about first aid. It was simpler than she'd thought and she tightened her makeshift bandage hoping it would help him somewhat.

Swiping a hand across her forehead, Anzu wiped the sweat which accumulated and leaned back releasing the breath she was holding. Her eyelids felt heavy and she realized she hadn't slept since yesterday. It was frustrating and she wanted to just close her eyes and withdraw into a deep slumber but she couldn't, wouldn't. Kaiba needed her and she was obligated to him.

It was her fault after all.

If that stupid seism hadn't occurred then none of this would have happened. They would be still waiting or arguing until they were freed from their confinement. A chill suddenly slithered up her spine.

Oh god.

An earthquake hit Domino. Maybe even the entire country and her friends were probably worried about her and then there was Mokuba. The poor kid must be in hysterics thinking something awful happened to his brother, which did. Things couldn't get any worse. A loud creak startled her and within seconds the ceiling fan came crashing down scaring the living daylights out of her. Patting her chest to calm her racing heart, Anzu breathed deeply cursing her stupid thoughts wanting this night to finally be over.

She looked down at Kaiba who had slipped a bit during her fright and with some difficulty she brought him back to his previous position. "Please Kaiba, wake up." Anzu whispered brushing his hair blinking rapidly to restrain the oncoming tears. "I'm scared." She confessed softly. "If you don't wake up I won't be able to live with myself knowing it was all my fault." A tear fell and she sniffed. "Just please...please wake up."

Anzu closed her tired blue eyes and hiccuped quietly. The tears continued to flow and she desperately tried to control her shaking. Her hand was now gripping his blue jacket tightly, fingers digging into the fabric and then her heart temporarily died in her chest when she felt a large hand cup her wet cheek...

A/N: Hee hee. Another cliffie! I'm so bad aren't I? Well since everyone liked the last chapter so much (which by the way I had to rewrite like four times before finally getting something to work with) I've decided to update a little faster. And this is probably because I felt so inspired by your reviews. Really. So I hope you liked this chapter and if you saw this coming I have a really lousy imagination or we're all geniuses. So please review!