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Hehehehee, seeing, as you all like my little ickiness, I suppose it's safe to say -yes,
there will be more. Not right now, though, I need to twist the plot, pick up a
few loose strands, answer some questions...
Actually, there is something I wanted to ask my readers: am I the only one, who thinks Anzu
is a dimwitted, slutty prep with the common sense of a rabid snail, and the brains of an easter bunny on a crack high?
Or was she simply created to annoy the hell out of the readers/viewers?
Either way, every second focused on her is a wasted minute..where was I?
Ah, yes explanations-well, what are you waiting for? Read along!
Oh, and thanks a lot for reviewing! Ja ne!^^
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3. Interrupting
"Aside of that, I had no contact whatsoever with Anno-san", replied Seto calmly.
"I do tend to strictly separate private matters from bussiness. If that will be everything, gentlemen-?"
"Yes, indeed", said the police officer, writing down a few more letters, before closing the notepad.
"Thank you for sacrificing so much of your precious time, Kaiba-san. We'll be sure not to disturb you any more."
The officer nodded, and, picking up his hat, indicated his partner to follow him.
Kaiba watched the door close from his position behind his desk, before slumping back
in his chair.
Now to look for a new physio therapist...

Kikuchi-sensei sighed, as the door shut with a soft click.
His interrogation had been long and straining, seeing as he had been the one who had recommended Anno.
And now, for no apparent reason, the poor guy was dead.
Murdered.
Sighing again, Kikuchi-sensei picked up Jou's medical report, unseeing flipping through the pages.
As he reached the last page, he saw the little note sticking to the cover.
Frowning, he tore it off and reread it several times.
Something stirred insided his brain, a thought, the smallest glimpse of an idea, but before he could grasp it, it was gone.
Shaking his head, the doctor crumpled the small paper in his hand.
It was no longer needed, it had been nine days since the note was written and physically, Jounouchi was almost as good as new, save for the kneecap.
With a furrowed brow, he aimed at the reject bin, threw, and watched in dull satisfaction, as the tiny yellow ball bumped off the wall and the rim of the bin, before falling inside.
His housemaid would bring out the trash tomorrow.
Smiling, Yami watched his best friend lather up the sponge and then drive the soapy item over his arms and chest.
He sat next to the blond, wearing his boxers and making sure, Katsuya washed thouroughly by giving him short, pin-pointed advises.
It had become a routine between him, Yuugi and Honda to take over washing duty, since Shizuka wouldn't for apparent reasons, Mokuba was not strong enough to support Jou, should the elder one fall, Anzu was a little to eager and Seto-
well, just the thought of leaving Jou alone with Kaiba in a bathroom, made the pharao's stomach churn.
His eyes darkened, as he thought about Anno-san.
Something about his death seemed so..odd.
Of course, Anzu had taken it rather hard, seeing, as she had a little crush on the elder man, who had shown no interest whatsoever in the perky teenager(Yuugi had once even caught him rolling his eyes at her behind her back.).
Again, he sighed, before returning his attention to Katsuya, who rubbed his family jewels with quite a little more than the needed care, making Yami wonder, if he didn't feel pain at all.
*He felt so dirty.
It had started touching him, doing..things to him, which he didn't like.
Yet, there was nothing he could do against it, if he wanted to keep his friends save, he had to comply.
He still didn't like it.
But he knew that if he hung in, if he baided his time, revenge would be his.
A small smirk grazed his lips.*
Yami gawked.
He could have sworn, there was a smile on Jou's face just a second ago, not his trade-mark broad grin or usual happy laugh nor even the soft smile he usually kept only for his sister, but, there had been a movement.
Watching closely, as he helped Katsuya rinse off then dry up and dress, Yami waited for another sign, but there was none.
'I suppose, it was wishfull thinking-still, I guess, I should inform the others...'
"..and then the knight of the Flame Sword helped the harpy-turned princess on his black stallion, and off they rode into the sunset. Soon they got married and had many children, and lived happily ever after", whispered Mokuba, as he finished with his self-written DuelMonsters fairy tale.
He had written it originally for Seto, but his brother never had time to listen to him, so, instead, he had told it to Katsuya, after Yami had informed them about the reaction.
Yawning, he closed his notebook and took a glance at the clock.
01.13 am!
His brother would kill him, if he knew, he was here.
Slipping off the chair, Mokuba muttered a choice curse he had picked up once from Jou, as his left slipper went hiding under the blond's bed. He dove after it; if Seto found it here..Mokuba didn't even wanted to think about the concequences.
*The boy was in danger.
He could feel the eye drawing closer, and if he didn't do something, and fast, it would put Mokuba under its spell aswell.
Still, it was too far away, to see or hear either him nor the raven-haired boy, so, he drew together all his strength...*
Grey-blue eyes stared in mute shock at Jounouchi.
The smirk, Katsuya's infamous 'just-wait-till-I-show-you-the-way-out-smirk' had appeared out of literally nowhere.
It was plastered on his face, and although his golden eyes still stared at the ceiling, Mokuba knew, it was directed at him.
If nothing else, the thumbs-up sign would have been an indication.
Taking a deep breath, the boy stepped closer and, clasping his smaller hand around the teen's larger one, gave it a squeeze and whispered:
"We're waiting for you Katsuya-kun. Come home fast."
Rushing out the door, book and slippers in hand, he never noticed the shadow moving from its place beside the window.
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Lurky, lurky, who could it be? We'll find out, in the next chapter. C ya round!^^
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