Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Heat Wave ❯ Are we in Hell Yte? ( Chapter 3 )
AN: Sorry if it's a bit short but I am dead tired (not even joking on how little sleep I've gotten) and I wanted to get something out and thought this was enough for now (even if I don't want this to be a really long story and should start making things happen). But I hope you like it anyway and if not then go ahead and flame me because I will just use them as tee-pee. :P Anyway please enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own yugioh or any of its characters though I do own doujin with certain characters in it being naughty ^,- Mwahaha
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Japanese:
Itai = Ow
Gomen = Sorry
Daijoubu ka= Are you ok
Heat Wave
Chapter 3: "Are we in Hell yet?"
Even though he said he'd only carry her for two blocks as they were coming up on the fourth he wondered if she didn't notice or was grateful. 'Wait, her grateful? What am I thinking?'
Ishuzu noticed when Anzu slipped into a light sleep after just two blocks but her brother seemed to be so deep in thought he didn't even notice. 'He does that a lot around her. Ever since battle city, I guess he just can't be grateful can he?' She decided since they were only a block away now she might want to inform him of Anzu's condition.
"Brother," she called making sure she had his attention, which she didn't. She looked annoyed but called louder, "Brother."
"Huh?" His head snapped around to look at her as he once again adjusted the weight of the girl sleeping on his back.
"I don't know if you noticed but about 2 blocks back Anzu fell asleep again."
"What?!" He tilted his head back and sure enough he saw her eyes closed as she leaned her drowsy head on his upper back. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?! Hey Anzu wake up," he said jostling her a little to which she stirred but did not wake.
"Leave her alone she's tired after going out of her way to come get us. She deserves a nap."
"Yeah but not in this weather she could get heat stroke!"
"You're so over protective of her," she said it like it was common knowledge.
"I am not, but if anything happens to her while she's with me the others will blame me for it."
"Us."
"Huh?"
"You said me, don't you mean us?"
"Huh, oh yeah," he said turning his head to he didn't have to look his sister in the eye as he said that. He tried to wake her again but Ishuzu stopped him.
"Her house is only down that road," she said pointing to a corner just a few yards ahead. "Just let her sleep until we get there." She knew as well as her brother that being unconscious could be a sign of heat stroke but she wanted to put her faith in Anzu just being exhausted more then anything. He nodded as they rounded the corner and saw Anzu's house just a few houses down. He shifted her weight again as they made it to the front door. They both stood in front of it as it seemed to loom over them, they knew who was already inside and they all knew exactly how they felt about him and it was for these certain reasons Malik wasn't too happy with what they had to do. But with Anzu's hot breath on his back he couldn't help but feel a bit guilty and nodded his head towards his sister as she opened the door.
'The hell I'm about to go through, I hope she appreciates it!' They walked into the house and both immediately coughed in the sudden change in temperature and humidity. It must have been about 50 or 60 in the house and no humidity and overall it just felt great even though their bodies seemed to be wondering what the hell just happened.
"Anzu," they heard the shout of a familiar tri-colored hair duelist call from the living room before hearing him make his way to the front door. He stopped short though as he saw the little group.
"Oh my god! What the hell happened to Anzu!" That was definitely not a good sign as he heard the others quickly making their way towards the door which Ishizu finally shut.
"I didn't do anything," Malik ground out. "She got tired and kept falling asleep so I carried her."
"Likely story," Jou said sliding into the hallway which was wooden, and the fact he was wearing socks didn't help, so he continued sliding right into the wall as everyone else sweat-dropped.
"She was overheated and tired and we didn't want to risk staying out in the afternoon so my brother volunteered to carry her," Ishizu said trying to be the voice of reasoning. She always seemed to be the buffer when it came to sorting out problems between her brother and yugi and his friends. "Do you think we can set her down? The rest may do her good," she continued.
"Umm yeah her room's upstairs, second room on the right. I'll go with you," Honda said quickly not trusting Malik in the least.
"Actually I was wondering if one of you could get her a glass of water and maybe a wet washcloth? I think we should try and make her more comfortable so she recovers quickly," Ishizu got out quickly as she saw her brother's temper flare at the last comment Honda made. Malik continued to glare but mumbled something about getting rid of dead weight and going up the stairs as Ishizu sighed and sat on the couch adjusting to the coolness. She looked up quickly as she felt someone staring at her and saw Ryou looking away a dark blush on his cheeks and Bakura smirking like the cat that ate the canary.
"Is something amusing," she asked slightly annoyed at the look Bakura was giving her.
"You could say that," he said grouphly the smirk still in place. Her eye twitched as she looked over to Ryou to ask him if he could interpret but he wouldn't face her at all and continued looking at the wall like it was the most interesting thing on earth. She saw his body go rigid and could only imagine what his Yami was saying through the link.
"Am I missing something? Is there something on my face or shirt," she said wiping at her face and brushing her shirt trying to smooth it out."
"Actually it's what's under your shirt," He said and couldn't hold back a laugh. She blushed a deep red and looked down not sure what he meant but her face got redder as she realized what the sudden coolness was doing to her chest. She coughed and got up slowly her face still beat red as she walked over to the table next to Bakura in a calm manner still feeling his eyes on her, and quickly picked it up and beat him over the head with it.
While upstairs Malik was unburdening himself from the sleeping girl on his back who didn't seem to want to let go of his shoulder. He slowly and as gently as he could pry her hand from his shoulder and lay her on the bed but as he went to get his hand back she once again wouldn't let go. 'What the hell? Come on give me a break.' But even as she was laying there in her sleep he couldn't help but look over her small form lying there sprawled out on her bed. Her hair disheveled, her cloths rumpled and sticking to her small form, her lips slightly parted…he shook his head as he felt heat rush to his face. 'Stupid woman.' He pried her hand from his own and before she could get a better grip on his other one he placed it on her pillow which she then gripped.
He was about to get up from her bed when she made a soft whimpering sound and he turned to face her. 'Wonder if she's dreaming?'
"Malik." His eyes grew to the size of saucers as she called out his name in her sleep and he had to seriously wonder what the hell she was dreaming of. 'Wait she was whimpering…she's probably thinking of battle city or something.' Now annoyed and slightly depressed he got up from the bed and was about to turn and leave when she spoke again.
"Malik…please don't go." He definitely couldn't stop the blush that came over his face that time. 'What in the love of Ra is she dreaming of?!' But before he could think more on that he felt someone tapping his shoulder and came face to face with a frowning Honda which made him jump before putting on his own scowl and quickly leaving. Honda just ignored him and went over to Anzu's nightstand beside her bed and set the glass of water down. He had just placed the washcloth on her head when she sat strait up and their heads hit like a couple of coconuts.
"Itai!" Anzu fell back on her bed again. Honda rubbed his head still sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Gomen Anzu. Daijoubu?"
"Hai. But I had the weirdest dream," she said rubbing her head and sitting up again.
"Weird dream? What about?"
"I…I don't know, I forgot," she said embarrassed laughing slightly.
"Girls are so weird."
Malik found his way downstairs and saw everyone gawking at something in the living room. He quirked his eyebrow and snuck through to see what they were staring at. Which happened to be his sister. Or more like it, his sister sitting there with super glue trying to put a table back together while pulling pieces from the ground or Bakura who was unconscious on the ground with some nasty looking bruises forming.
"Ehh...what the hell happened here?"
"Huh? Oh brother," Ishuzu said in a cheery voice before looking around at the scattered remains of the table. "Well you know Bakura was just being Bakura meaning he needed to be punished," she said growling out the last part and quickly crossing her arms over her chest.
"For Ra's sake, can't he go ten minutes without pissing someone off," Malik asked wondering what he had done this time. He knew exactly how Bakura wasn't a very people friendly person and he liked to exploit others and their problems for fun so no doubt what Ishuzu did was justified.
"How is Anzu," his sister asked bringing the conversation back to the girl he had just left in the other room. He fought the blush that struggled to make its way onto his face before replying.
"Fine she's still sleeping though. She was mumbling in her sleep so I think it's safe to assume it's not heat stroke."
"Mumbling in her sleep? What was she saying," said Jou now very interested with a sly look on his face.
"I don't know, it was mumbling. Meaning bits and pieces of letters being stuck together to make noises more then words." Jou looked downcast but shrugged it off.
"Well I'm cool enough, I'm going to go make something to eat," he said making for the kitchen.
"Oh no you don't Jou," said Yugi grabbing onto his friend. "Not until the rest of us have had a chance to try and eat."
"What's that supposed to mean," he asked his friend looking slightly hurt.
"Oh come on you know you could easily clean her fridge out without even trying," he said trying not to slip up and give into the fake hurt Jou was creating.
"Fine," he said pissed off his oh so great acting didn't work. Honda, who had come back from Anzu's room, couldn't help but snicker as he came into the room.
"Honda, I thought you were going to wait for Anzu to wake up," asked Yugi looking over to his friend.
"She did wake up and after having the water I thought I'd get her something cold to eat and she said to get her some yogurt."
"Bleh," Yugi said making a face. He and yogurt were mortal enemies, he and yogurt were like Bakura and Yami. But as Yugi had made a face Honda got an evil idea. He got into the fridge and pulled out the yogurt container opening it up, and while Yugi was distracted, stuck it under his nose. Once Yugi realized what the smell making his stomach churn was he screamed and flung his arms out knocking the yogurt from Honda's arms…and onto Jou's head.
That wouldn't have been so bad if not for the fact Jou was trying to boil some water on the stove and when the Yogurt hit he put his hand down on the burner to steady himself. So Yugi was screaming bloody murder and Jou was screaming as everyone turned queasy from the smell of burnt flesh. Bakura was thoroughly enjoying it, and Ryou was trying to calm the two down; and this was how Anzu found every when she came down. 'It doesn't take five minutes to get yogurt.' She took one look at the scene in her kitchen before sighing. 'If the heat doesn't kill us we'll kill each other,' she thought groaning.
AN: Good? Bad? Use for tee-pee? Anyway I hope I can update this one a bit more now that I only have to do the epilogue for "Who am I?" So maybe I can get more people to check this one out. Anyway, so who wants to know what Anzu was dreaming? ^_- Maybe I'll tell ya, maybe I won't you'll just have to review! I hope you enjoyed it even if ii was short!