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  • Girl Trouble

    By : TiaA
    Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General
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    Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
  • Chapter List
    • 1-Girl Trouble
    • 2-Chapter Two
    • 3-Chapter Three
    • 4-Chapter Four
    • 5-Chapter Five
    • 6-Chapter Six
    • 7-Chapter Seven
    • 8-Chapter Eight
    • 9-Chapter Nine
    • 10-Chapter Ten
    • 11-Chapter Eleven
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  • Title: Girl Trouble

    Author: Sean Wright

    Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-gi-oh.

     

     

    Chapter Five

     

    Yuugi and Anzu were waiting up for Yuugi’s grandfather to return.

    Anzu paused her channel surfing to cast another worried glance in her friend’s direction. Yuugi was ensconced on the love seat with his opened school bag on the floor within reach. He had his notebook computer lying on the opposite cushion and in his lap was one of his textbooks.

    Anzu turned around until she was facing him and she called to him.

    The yellow highlighter in his right hand stopped. Yuugi turned his head in her direction, “Yeah?” His voice was still rusty from his latest crying fit and behind his reading glasses his large lavender eyes were slightly puffy.
    Anzu put on her brightest smile as she rolled to her knees. “I have a great idea. Why don’t you get dressed and we go the movies?”

    He shook his head. “Even if I wanted to, we would have to walk.”

    “If you don’t want to drive, that’s cool. I have my license.”

    “I meant Yami took my car keys and wallet. I’m broke until Yami decides to give back my money.”

    Anzu’s mouth fell open in shock, but she recovered quickly. “Aww, so what? It will be my treat. Besides you need to get out of the house.”

    He shook his head again. “I’m really not in the mood, Anzu…”

    “C’mon, Yuugi. Have some compassion for your friend. I’m so bored right now.” She jumped down from the couch and fell to her knees with holding her hands in prayer fashion as she begged. “Please, Yuugi. I went to the movies with Honda, Jou, and Shizuka last night and it was the worst mistake of my week. I wasted two hours of my life, barely sitting through an awful American slasher flick that was dubbed.” She shuddered violently. “Please, Yuugi. I need to cleanse my mind. I need culture. I need to see Sunset Boulevard and there’s a special screen at the Cho Cinemaplex .” She grabbed his hands and tried out her sad puppy face. “Please, Yuugi?”

    He was feeling abit like a shut in. Reluctantly, Yuugi asked, “Is it dubbed?”

    She shook her head quickly. “Subtitled,” Anzu knew she almost had him. Yuugi was a sucker for American old movie. Yet she needed something to increase her chances, something that would topple his resistance Anzu added: “I’ll even sneak it an extra large bag of M&M’s for you.”

    That was all it took to get him moving. Yuugi tossed his homework aside as he scrambled to his feet. “I think I have an old pair of running shoes in the attic somewhere. What time does the movie start?” he called over his shoulder.

    “I don’t know, but we could hang out for awhile.” She crawled over to her knapsack and pulled out her purse. She counted her money and sighed.

    Yuugi had turned back just as he had an idea. “Anzu, don’t worrying about paying.” She looked up at him, her large blue eyes filled with questions. Yami had run over him enough this day and Yuugi wanted to strike back. “This will be Yami’s treat.” He smiled grimly as he headed for Yami’s room.


    *******


    Thirty minutes later, the two where walking through downtown Domino. Anzu was in jeans and a light blue hooded pullover. Yuugi trailed beside her one of Yami’s oversize gray hooded sweatshirts and sweatpants. With Anzu’s assistance, Yuugi had managed to braid his hair. He let Anzu pin it down and then he tied a bandana over his hair and
    a baseball cap to hide it. Yuugi hoped that he would not be recognized on the streets in this get up and he prayed that his more feminine traits were disguised as well.

    “Why did he take your things?” Anzu asked quietly as Yuugi purchased their tickets.

    Yuugi had scribbled Yami’s name onto the receipt. He handed it back and took their tickets. “It’s called control.” He handed Anzu her ticket and he stuffed his into his pocket. “Yami’s a control freak or had you not noticed?”

    “We knew, we were all wondering if you blinded from Yami’s faults by his charm.” She replied sarcastically.

    He glanced down at the little scrap of paper and then his watch. “I’ve always known. I used to share a body with the guy, remember?” The film didn’t start for another hour which left them with some time to kill. “But to answer your question, I was going to leave.” He answered quietly.

    Anzu looked down at him in shock. “You were going to runaway?” She was horrified. Oh, poor Yuugi, her heart ached for him. He was not handling this well at all.

    Yuugi could read her thoughts in her eyes. He took her hand and interlaced their fingers. “I wasn’t leaving for good, Anzu. This is my home and everyone I care about is here. I couldn’t leave Ji-san and you guys because of pique. Despite how cold he is behaving towards me, I still do love Yami and he loves me. I just wanted to get away for a few days, to clear my head and decide what on what I should do. Professor Fujita and his wife are in Melbourne—“

    “Who?” She asked confused.

    Yuugi pulled her inside the theater’s café. “I forgot you don’t know Fujita-san.” He spotted an empty circular booth in the back and led her there. “The professor and his wife, Mei; they have a condo in Tokyo and I go up there every few days to gather their mail and feed the plants. I was going to go there while Yami was out of the country…”

    “How did you meet this Professor?” She asked as signaled a waitress.

    “I had an internship with him last summer. He doing a study on—“

    “Anzu?” A familiar voice called from across the room.

    Yuugi glance up and looked down quickly, swearing.

    “What the--?” Anzu turned around and saw Jou pushing his way through his the slightly crowded room. She turned back to Yuugi, “Do you want me to get rid of him?”

    Yuugi slump down in his seat, he pulled on a pair of dark sunglasses and turned his face away. Jou had not come alone. For some odd and creepy reason, Jou was with Seto Kaiba, Bakura and Marik and Malik.

    “Hey, what’s all this?” Jou playfully shoved Anzu aside. He glanced at Yuugi, who looked more rough than normal. His appearance was “thuggish,” Eminem 8 Mile rough. Jou, not knowing that the person across from him was his best friend, took it upon himself to act as Anzu’s protector. “Since when have you stared dating thugs wanna be’s?”

    Yuugi and Anzu exchanged looks and the girl laughed. “Since when have you started hanging with the lower elements, Jou? I mean, a former thief, two psychos, and Kaiba?”

    “I was on my way to see you and Yug.” He glanced at Yuugi, “You don’t mind if me and my ‘homies’ intrude, do you, dawg?”

    Yuugs gls glaring at Kaiba over the rim of his glasses. “No problems, ‘G.” He slid around the table until he was sitting beside Anzu. “Any friends of Anzu…”

    “Well this is most unexpected.” Bakura regarded Yuugi in his less than fashionable attire in amusement. “When the Pharaoh’s away, you like to dress up and take out females, Hikari no Pharaoh?” Bakura smirked.

    Yuugi lowered his glasses and stared coldly at the one time thief. “You are the last person who should ever insult another’s clothes.”
    Bakura removed his wool pea coat to show off his dark blue v-neck sweater that went well with his charcoal gray painter’s pants. “Today, I can.”
    “Ryou dressed again?” Yuugi taunted.
    The white haired youth flashed Yuugi a tight-lipped grin. “Does the Pharaoh know of your little side venture?” His dark eyes moved to Anzu. The other boy growled low in his throat. “Is that a no, Hikari no Pharaoh?” He asked innocently.
    Yuugi’s menacing façade began to crumble. He clamped his hands to his mouth as he snickered and snorted. “Oh, Kami. I dare you tell him.”
    “Are you familiar with the saying ‘Don’t shoot the messenger’?” The white haired yami dropped down beside Yuugi. “The Pharaoh would kill me if I went to him with such a tale.”

    “Where’s Ryou?” Anzu asked looking around. She stopped to pull Jou’s hand out of her purse.

    “Dinner with his father.” Bakura ordered an iced coffee. “The old man in briefly.m hem here, he on his way to London or somewhere.” He made room for the two maniacs. Jou did the same for Kaiba.

    “Is he still pressuring Ryou to attend university there?” Yuugi asked curiously.

    Bakura nodded. “Ryou is giving the matter serious consideration this time. Ryou says he is not pleased with the universities here and is looking at couple institutions in America as well as England.”
    “We both talked about looking into Yale.” Yuugi confessed. “We each have the grades and Yale is really one of the best universities in the world.”
    “I would like to see America.” Bakura admitted. “Well, the decision will be Ryou’s in the end. I have a feeling we will be in England this time next year. Ryou’s father is a member of something called the alumni committee.”

    “Greased wheels for Ryou.” Jou put in after he ordered his drink and couple brownies.

    “Where are do you plan to attend University, Jou?” Malik asked in a moment of lucidly.

    The shaggy blond shook his head. “I haven’t even though that far. I have to make it to graduation first. What about you, Yug?”

    “I wouldn’t mind going to Yale, but I might end up at KO University. I’m not going to straight to university after I graduate.”
    “You’re taking off a year?” Jou was surprised by that news.
    Yuugi nodded. “Yami graduates next summer and we’ve decided spend a year just seeing the world.”

    “That sounds exciting.” Anzu chirped. “Have you decided where you’re going to go first?”

    “Hawaii,” he scratched the bandana’s knot at the base of his skull. Those hairpins were
    digging into his head.

    “Wow,” Jou sank back against the seat. “Hawaii. Half away across the world.”

    “Yet there’s a possibility that you just won’t go to university at all, isn’t that right, Yuugi?” Kaiba sneered. “Yami doesn’t want his fuck toy to get a education. Or maybe you’re so besotted with that rotting, animated corpse that you would ruin what’s left of your life—“

    “That’s enough, Kaiba.” The former tomb raider warned him.

    Kaiba eyes narrowed with disdain as he regarded the one time thief. “Do you think I fear you, grave robber?”

    A cold, malicious grin graced Bakura’s lips. “Had I it been you first challenged, Mage, I would have killed you. Yet you faced the Pharaoh while he shared his mind with this boy here. You live by his grace.”

    “Yami has always been weak.” Kaiba sneered.

    Marik laughed, it was a sound completely without mirth. “You misunderstood the Tomb Raider, Seto-chan” he settled back in his seat with his arms folded across his chest as he studied the blue eyed youth. “When he said ‘you live by his grace’; Bakura was not referring to the Pharaoh, for he has no compassion for anyone. He was talking about the Pharaoh’s hikari. You are foolish to offend this boy. He is the only thing that has kept alive for these years.” Dark amethyst eyes flickered into Yuugi’s direction; A vicious grin appeared on the Spirit of the Rod’s face. “And his patience is thinning, Seto. Yugioh has been patiently waiting for the day he could do away with you and at the rate you’re going, the Pharaoh will have his wish very soon.”

    Yuugi ignored him. He turned to two blonds at the end of the booth. “What about you, Malik? What are your plans?”

    “We’re will be returning to Egypt.” His yami answered for him. “Isis would like for my
    light to complete his formal education here.”

    “As well as his therapy.” Bakura swatted away a paper napkin Malik threw at him.

    Yuugi moved closer to Anzu. “So were all of you heading to my house?”

    “Jou and Kaiba were on their way to see you. We were here to see Texas Chainsaw Massacre.” Malik informed him.
    “Again?” Yuugi cried in disbelief. “How many times can you see one movie?”
    “Fifty times haven’t made dent in these two.” Malik groaned. “Ryou was spared this torture. Lucky bastard.”
    Yuugi nodded in sympathy. Yami had seen that very movie ten times and he had dragged Yuugi along each time. flicked cold eyes in Kaiba’s direction. “Why would you be coming to my house, Kaiba?”

    “Mokuba has been worried about you.”

    “The kid can come over anytime. You, on the other hand, are not welcomed.” The waitress returned with all their drinks. “Malik, have I missed anything important in our study group?”

    “Other than Mori thinking he is superior to us?” He ripped off the lid on his drink and stared tiredly into the cup. “You haven’t missed anything.”

    “Mori is a prick.” Yuugi snorted. “I swear, if he calls me another ass whore, I’m going to break his nose with my literature book.”

    Malik snorted in amusement. “He’s only doing it to cover up his initial attraction to you, Yuugi-chan.”

    “Dude, don’t call me that.” The smaller youth growled menacingly.

    “That’s the first time I’ve ever heard you t any anyone before, Malik.” Anzu said with a small laugh.

    He made a dismissive gesture. “That’s what the prick would say the first couple weeks of our group session. He was so gentlemanly and attentive to the Pharaoh’s hikari even though Yuugi-kun did nothing to encourage his behavior.”

    Anzu looked at Yuugi questioningly.

    The boy was lowered his coffee. “He though I was girl.” He explained.

    “What?” Jou cried, then he started to laugh. “Yug, I told you needed a hair cut.”
    “You’re a fine one to talk, Mr. I-can’t-been-seen-without-hair gel.”
    “Hey, don’t confuse me with Yami.”
    Yuugi snorted, “As if I could.”
    “What are you trying to say?” Jou yelled.
    “I’m just saying I would confuse you with my boyfriend.” The boy’s eyes were dancing with mirth. “I mean, I don’t know which of us would be more offended. Yami, by being compared to you or me; for the idea of one such as myself being romantically linked with someone who looks like you…”
    “Oh, shit.” Marik burst out. He had to get up or he was going to die right there.
    “Damn!” Bakura started to fan himself. “That’s your friend, man.”
    Malik had pulled himself up from the floor and was now leaning across the table and he said in a loud stage whisper. “That must hurt. The midget says you’re not good enough to be seen with him.”
    Jou put his right hand Malik’s brow. “Shut the hell up,” he growled as he shoved him away. He then turned on Yuugi and the other boy yelped as he tried squeeze and push past Bakura. Jou reached past Anzu with both arms, his fingertips grazed the back Yuugi’s shirt just before the other boy clamored onto Bakura.
    “Hey!” Bakura tried to push Yuugi off, “Damnit, don’t drag me into this foolishness.”
    Anzu cried out when Jou fell in her lap. “You pervert!” She screamed and started to pound on his back and shoulders. “Get off me, Jou!”
    “Excuse me.” A man in a white shirt and green apron stood glowering at them. “You kids either calm down or you have leave. You’re disturbing the other customers.”
    Abashed by his and his friends antics, Yuugi climbed off Bakura and settled back in his seat. Jou, still sprawled over Anzu’s lap, punched Yuugi in his arm, thus getting in his cheap shot.
    “Ow, you bastard, that shit hurts!” Yuugi grabbed offended arm and held it.
    The three ‘normal’ guys stared at Yuugi.
    “Uh, Yuugi,” Malik said nervously, “I think you’re still sick.” And whatever he had, Malik did not want.
    Yuugi started to tell him what he could go do with himself. Anzu drew Yuugi’s attention away from the blond Egyptian.
    “You know, Yuugi there are a couple Moris at Domino High,” Anzu pinched Yuugi’s arm as she smiled brightly at him. "They all know you're a guy."

    “This guy’s from Kyushu Prep.” Yuugi glared murderously at her. “I’m going to kick your ass.” He hissed.

    “Since when do you fight girls, Yuugi?” She fluttered her lashes at him coquettish

    Yuugi gave her the finger.

    “So how did he find out that you were a guy?” Jou asked interestedly.

    “The Pharaoh of course.” Marik answered for him.

    Yuugi shook his head, “I told him I was straight and I didn’t swing that way…”

    Confusion was stamped on their faces except Malik who was dying from laughter. “But you…” Anzu trailed off. She looked at Yuugi as comprehension dawned in her eyes and giggled.

    Malik fell out of his seat, he was laughing so much that did not feel it. The everyone at their table were looking at the hyena on the floor, then slowly, each separate person turned their attention back to Yuugi.

    “I fail to see the humor of this conversation.” Bakura commented as he edged away from the strangling gasping on the floor.

    “It’s one of those things that you had to been there to understand.” Still, Yuugi chuckled at the memory. “Now, instead of trying to get down my pants, Pillow biter Mori want to kick my ass.” He smirked.
    “Pillow biter…” Malik howled as if he had been reading Yuugi’s mind.

    That did Yuugi in. “He’s a straight bottom.”

    “He likes to go down the Hershey Highway.” Malik said before he collapsed to the floor.

    “Naw, man, he likes to grab his ankles and take it—“

    “Now this freaky.” Anzu whispered to Jou, “They’re gay and they are making gay jokes about a straight.”

    Jou nodded. “I’ve never heard Yuugi crack on anyone.” He reached behind Anzu and tapped Yuugi on the shoulder. “Yug, what’s up? You feeling alright?”

    Yuugi stopped laughing long enough to say he was fine then he and Malik went back to their ‘top this’ contest.

    “The Pharaoh’s hikari is usually so mature.” Marik was saying to Bakura, the look on his face was of wonderment.
    “The pain in his arm is affecting his brain.” Anzu said into her drink. The jumped and spat hrinkrink out across the table. She turned on Yuugi; her hands raised as claws, just itching to slide around his little neck.
    “You alright, Anzu-chan?” He asked innocently.
    “Oh, I’m better than alright,” she hissed through clenched teeth. “I have practice tomorrow morning and if I have a bruise or anything difficulties because of my leg, say good-bye to all of your pretty black hair.”
    “You have to get to my hair.”
    “I’ll get to it.” She promised.
    He met her glare bravely. “And I’ll cut off that ponytail of yours.” His tone was just a deadly.
    “It is as I said before, when the Pharaoh’s away…” Bakura stuck his tongue out at Yuugi.

    Yuugi responded the same. Beside him, Anzu gasped. “Yuugi, the movie starts in fifteen minutes.” She shoved Jou aside.

    “You have sometime—“ Jou tried to say.
    “Not really. I have to go to the restroom and you know long those lines can be.” She pushed him; causing Jou to fall against Kaiba and he onto Marik and those two, it was not pretty.

    “We should be going as well.” Bakura said over the yelling Marik who promised death to the two mortals. The brown eyed yami grabbed his coat that had fallen to floor with Malik and then slid out of the booth. “Excuse me, Yuugi, if I may have a moment of your time?”

    Yuugi blinked incredulously, he shook it off and nodded once. He slipped out the booth and followed the white haired Yami over to the check out. Much to Yuugi’s surprise, Bakura pulled out a wallet and counted a couple bills.

    “Yami would be surprised to see this.” He commented as Bakura paid for their drinks.

    “Not really,” he flashed Yuugi a wolfish grin and winked. “Considering the Pharaoh was the one who taught about Japanese currency.”

    “My Yami?” Yuugi could not believe it.

    The former thief stepped away from the counter and started for the stairs that lead to the theater. “It surprised me when he offered. Before then, I had been practically giving away Ryou’s money. Well, I refused to learn at first, but you know persuasive the Pharaoh can be.”

    “He kicked your ass.”

    “I see you are familiar with his methods.” He motioned for Yuugi to sit, while he rested his hip against the brass banister.

    “Yami never hits me, I get visits from the Shadows if I misbehave.”

    “How many times has that happen?” Asked the curious spirit; Yuugi held up his right index finger. Bakura made a sympathetic sound. “Pharaoh was never one to tolerate disobedience. You were lucky to havrvivrvived the experience.”

    “It not something I would ever want to go through again.” Yuugi fought to sudden urge to run into a patch of bright light. Sometimes he still doubted if it had truly happened. “But to this day, I have done all within my power to keep him happy.”

    The other youth snorted, “You knew he was crazy when you two got together.”

    “He’s not crazy, Bakura.”

    “He’s not a nice chap either. But he does love you, which could either be good or bad.” Bakura brushed some lint off his navy blue v-neck sweater. “And that brings me to my point.”

    “What did Yami say?”

    “Marik and I know what has happened to you.” He dropped down to knee before Yuugi and stared at the into the boy’s horror filled eyes. “We knew something had happened to you when you disappeared, but not what.” He looked away, suddenly feeling awkward with the situation. “The Pharaoh has ordered us to watch over you until he returned or we forfeit our lives.”

    A strangled sound escaped Yuugi’s lips, his face a twisted mask of agony as stared at the yami holding him. “He told you?” His voice broke off as he began to hyperventilate
    “Yuugi,” Bakura said sharply. He shook the boy in hopes of getting him to calm down. When fai failed, Bakura slapped him as he called Yuugi’s name again.

    But Yuugi was beyond Bakura’s reach. He could hear her again. Her mad laughter filled his ears drowning out all other sound. Helplessly, Yuugi was trapped by his fear and her voice. Before him, Bakura continued to speak, completely oblivious to Yuugi’s plight, leaving the youth a captured prisoner for the bright angel.
    Kami, why couldn’t she just leave him alone.

    “He now surrounds you with his dark servants. Soulless being like himself, who basks in the light of innocences. But never again, my sweet one.” She knelt behind Yuugi; her cold, pale white hands rested on his shoulders. She leaned forward until her mouth was next to his left ear. “We both know that these two weak creatures will not keep me from you.

    God, it was too much for him.
    i> “i> “One body, one soul...” She touched her lips to his ear.

    His world started to dim; everything was becoming dark. He reached out desperately for something to keep him in the light.

    She drew slowly, a satisfied grin on face. “You are mine.”

    “Yuugi!” Bakura shouted as he lunged forward and caught the boy. Behind him, someone screamed, but it went unheard as Bakura tried frantically to revive the Pharaoh’s light.

    “You are mine.”

     

    *******

     

    He never wanted them to find out this way.

    Yuugi found he could no longer bear the slight horrified, shocked, and sadden faces of his closest friends. He sent them away, but asked Anzu to stay with him in the cold, sterile hospital room.

    Sugoroku stayed long after the nurses had checked by. Yuugi had to stay at the hospital overnight, just for observations. The doctor had said that he was slight dehydd and and despite having been asleep for almost week, Yuugi was exhausted. What he need was some rest and fluids, but other than that, Yuugi was a healthy, normal seventeen-year-old girl.

    “A girl?” Jou had shrieked.

    Yuugi had sat in a cubical with an ugly green curtain with his short dan dangling over the side of the examination table as he listened to his friends cries of disbelief. Yami’s sweatshirt lay in small pile on the floor, with Yuugi’s old shoes and bandana. The emergency room techs had left on his ring and his tee shirt. That had been considerate of them. Yet still…

    “What do you mean Yuugi’s a girl?” Jou asked again when they were allowed into his room.

    Mokuba was watching Yuugi with haunted eyes while his brother looked with a strange expression that Yuugi did not want to understand. Mai was perplexed yet she managed to get Jou to calm down before he could say or do something stupid like blame Yami. Malik seemed to have already known, his yami must have told him. Still, it was the horror and fear on his facupleupled with knowledge that the same thing could have happened to himself and his gratitude that it did not, had made Yuugi sick.

    Yuugi lay in the hospital bed staring out the window at the city. Moonlight drifted over the machines and minuscule furnishings, casting it all in a weird glow. Anzu shifted behind him, her right arm settled around Yuugi’s waist as she mumbled something incoherently in her sleep.

    Yuugi had searched every inch of the park, but he still hadn’t found Yami and it was now getting late and he still hadn’t checked the small grove of trees at the west end of the park. Yuugi pulled his uniform blazer close as he looked at the menacing shadows that hid among the trees.

    //I am here, Yuugi.// The comforting presence of Yuugi’s best friend wrapped about him.

    /Yami, what’s wrong?/ He allowed his fear and concern filter through their link so Yami would know how worried he had been.

    There was a silence on the other end. The wind started to pick up; it started to pull at Yuugi’s spiked hair and his blazer. Yuugi reached up to tuck his bangs behind his ears. /Yami?/ he started towards the wood.

    //I am fine, Yuugi.// Yuugi did not believe him. Yami sighed mentally //Why are you here, aibou?//

    /Ji-san told me that your tutor called. He said you did not make it to your tutorials./

    //I missed one session--// He said dismissively.

    /I would hardly call not going all week one session. Grimes, Yami! I had let you share my memories so you would understand the basics. So has Ji-san, he let you gleam or share his memories; but we can’t do more for you, Yami. You have to go to you tutorials or you will fail the National E./
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