The Assailant. | By : Solaris Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 5227 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The self defense class went off brilliant. The first week the girls didn’t really hit the target spot on the dummies, though the hits did make the dummy groan in pain. When they started the final week of the self defense course about five weeks later, Honda and Jounouchi was very sore but the self defense teacher had informed them that they’ll get sore after the girls start getting good at hitting them in the target location.
Mr. Greenberry the gym teacher who organized the whole thing noticed that the last week of the course, he noticed that one female student didn’t show up for the class. He went to her friends and asked them if they saw her before class started. They told him that they did see her coming to class but she might have gotten scared and decided not to come.
Mr. Greenberry started to get worried when Anzu wasn't at his self defense class anymore and then he heard from her teachers, Mr. Berry that Anzu's grades were slipping and she was not talkative in class anymore.
He realized about a month ago when the guidance counselors spoke about crimes that could happen to students, he realized that she was a victim of a brutal crime but of what. He felt really sorry for Anzu and wanted to help her, so he asked two students to remain behind.
Mr. Greenberry looked at both students. “Honda, Jounouchi, the reason I wanted you two to stay after class is to ask you boys a question,”
Jounouchi asked, “If we can help you sure what do you want to know?”
Mr. Greenberry looked at them both firmly. “Jounouchi, I notice Anzu is not attending the self defense class any more and her grades are slipping…was Anzu raped?”
Jounouchi nodded. “Yeah couple months ago, she shut us out and we really want to be there for her. You know Mr. Greenberry, how do we help Anzu get though this trauma? People are…picking on her in school and calling her all sort of nasty names.”
Honda nodded, “She has shut everyone who wants to help her,”
“I heard from all of her teachers that she just seems so distant and lifeless. Like there is no spark in her eyes anymore.” Mr. Greenberry stated.
“We noticed. She won’t even talk in class anymore. She refuses to raise her hand even though we know she knows the answer to the question.” Honda replied.
Jounouchi nodded. “It is like that she no longer wants to talk to anyone anymore. She won’t talk to us.”
Meanwhile Yugi was in the bathroom sitting on the toilet, pretending to pass waste, so he could have privacy to speak with his spirit for advice. He walked to Atemu’s door and knocked on it before he opened it and entered.
Yugi looked at Atemu who appeared before him. “I don’t know what to do about Anzu. She has shut us out. I fear she may do something to herself again.”
“Then, maybe it is time that I speak with her about this.” Atemu suggested.
“I don’t know. She might not want to talk to you too.” Yugi replied.
Atemu smiled. “I think she will talk to me or just a friend to talk to about this.”
“Well, maybe, it might be a while before I am able to go to her home to see her. I can’t do it tonight; I invited Mokuba to the house tonight to check out some new cards for his deck.”
Atemu nodded. “Then, maybe tomorrow evening I will see Anzu and maybe help her start recovering.”
Yugi smiled as he walked out of the soul room and back into his body to hear someone banging on the stall door. “Hold on, I’m finishing up.” With that said, he flushed the toilet and pulled up his pants, stepped from the stall and went to the sink, washed his hands and left the bathroom.
Yugi headed for the gym to wait for Mokuba to show up as he told him to meet him there as they will buddy up to get to the store. Mokuba was talking with Honda and Jounouchi, while Mr. Greenberry was picking up the soft lances that the girls and the boys all used in the last class. “Are you ready to get new cards for your deck, Mokuba?”
“Sure am. I want to get some new ones for my deck. I have some that need to be traded as I really didn’t do very well with them in my last match.” Mokuba replied, as he got down from the bleachers and headed out of school with Yugi by his side.
TBC. . .
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