Disclaimer: -sighs- I don't own Yugioh...

Atemu instinctively held Anzu protectively as the closet door opened.

"Atemu? Anzu?"

"Fran!"

"What are you two doing in there?"

"They locked us in!"

Fran moved aside, releasing the two from their dark prison. "Who did?"

"The others..."

Fran looked to Atemu, who nodded curtly.

"Can we go to breakfast?" Anzu asked.

"Sure. Atemu..."

Atemu sighed. "Anzu, I'll meet you inside."

Anzu left for the dining hall as Fran motioned for Atemu to follow her into an empty classroom. She took a seat at one of the desks and Atemu followed suit, sitting down across from her. Fran spoke first.

"How did you take that?"

"Not... Not very well."

"They meant well."

"I know."

"They didn't mean to hurt either of you."

"I know."

"They-"

"I KNOW!"

Fran drew back from the seething teen.

"I'm sorry," Atemu apologized, holding his head in his hands, "I didn't mean to yell."

"Does this happen to you often?"

"No, never... This is... This is the first time... that I've cried... ever."

"Are you serious?"

He nodded, Fran biting her lip.

"Go down to breakfast."

"Sorry, Fran," he muttered, leaving.

"Atemu! Wait!"

"Yes?"

"Just tell her."

"What?"

"If she's really such a good friend to you as you say she is, she'll still accept you knowing that your feelings for her are greater than friendship."

He looked stunned, then something about his face broke.

"Thanks, Fran."

He entered the dining hall and joined the line for breakfast, received a plate of pancakes and headed for the circular table, taking the last available seat, which was, of course, the one next to Anzu. The rest of the teens had made sure of that.

"What did she want?" Anzu asked as he sat down.

"Oh, she just... nothing. Anzu, can I talk to you?"

"Sure. Now?"

"Whenever you want to. But there's something I need to tell you."

"Okay... Do you want to use a classroom or something?"

"Let's."

He led her into the same room he and Fran had talked in a few seconds ago, and sat down in the same desk he'd sat in a few seconds ago. Anzu sat where Fran had been.

"So what's up?"

"I... Anzu, please don't be offended by what I'm going to tell you... I can't help it, and I'm sorry if you are offended, but it explains my recent behavior, and... I think you deserve to know."

"What is it?"

He looked into her eyes, willing himself not to get lost in them.

"Anzu, everyone locked us in that closet because, well at least, the ones that pushed me in, the boys... it's because they know that I... I like you, Anzu... in a... more-than-friends way... I'm sorry, Anzu." He turned away, face flaming.

Anzu was silent for a second, then stuttered, "Well, if this is a confession booth... the girls pushed me in for the same reason."

They each blushed silently for a minute, then Atemu smiled softly. "Then would you maybe want to... um..."

"Yes."

Next Week:

Atemu blushed deeply as Yuugi stared at him and Anzu in disbelief. Anzu was in a white skirt and a dream-blue sweater, and Atemu black jeans and a red tank top under a jean jacket, the word Yuugi scrawled across the front (A/N: This red tank top exists. He wears it on the cover of a Shonen Jump magazine I have. I don't own Shonen Jump.).

"YOU'RE DATING? SINCE WHEN?"

"Since right after we got trapped in a storage closet when we were stuck at that orphanage."

Sogoroku entered the living room, watering a few plants absentmindedly.

"JII-CHAN! DID YOU KNOW THEY WERE DATING?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

Yuugi just stared from his yami to his yami's date, to his yami, to his yami's date, to his yami...

Atemu laughed. "Is something wrong, Yuugi?"

"No, I just... HOW COME YOU DIDN'T TELL ME YOU TWO WERE DATING?"

"You didn't ask." He took Anzu by the arm and they left, Yuugi staring dumbfounded after them.

"That was good! Did you see his face?" Anzu asked, giggling uncontrollably.

"Yes. I think we shocked him a bit TOO much, though."

"Yeah. Poor Yuugi."

Atemu smiled, wrapping an arm around her waist. "Forget about Yuugi for now."

"Okay." She rested her head on his shoulder, leaning into the comforting feel of his arm around her waist and his heart devoted to her.

After a few minutes Atemu squeezed Anzu's hand. "We're here, Anzu."

She opened her eyes. They were in Domino's bustling center, flanked on either side by shops and signs, restaurants and hotels. She smiled.

"I love it downtown."

"I know. That's why we're here."

She giggled. "Okay then."

"Where do you want to go first?"

So they started out on their first date. Window shopping, arcade, dinner...

The sun was beginning to set, sending chilly beams of light across Domino. Anzu shivered.

"Are you cold?"

"Just a little. But I like the wind... It makes you feel alive."

"Then I know somewhere you'd like. We've still got half an hour before you have to be home."

"Where's that?"

"Close your eyes."

She did so, and when he told her to open him, she gasped. She was looking out over a brilliant display of wiggling, bobbing, warm color accented by deep green sea waves. A playful sea breeze nipped around her face, chasing its tail in a joyous circle.

"We're... where we went... that day..."

"Yuugi shouldn't have been surprised that we were going out. After all, we never really split up. When he set us up for that date, before the beginning of Battle City... it ended on a bit of a sour note, what with Johnny and Isis and all of that, but we never actually broke up. Whether our relationship was official or not, I'm not sure, but ever since then, I know I've always felt differently around you."

"Atemu..."

"Do you remember this place?"

"Of course... We were talking about dreams..."

"Yes, we were. But I have a confession to make. Ever since then... I've had another dream." Their eyes met, flushed scarlet and chilled cerulean pooling into a deep well of emotion as Atemu leaned closer. Anzu closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck as they shared a kiss together, the sun fading away silkily behind them.

The End


Y'all know what? I REALLY didn't like this one... It went nowhere... did nothing... so I had to end it. Sorry. It was a right awful piece of crap, I know.

She didn't fall on her head, Magician/Smokegirl, but she DID leave!

Thanks, norestar-angel.

Anzu is Tea in the American dub, miz greenleaf. Your review was chapter two, so... please don't kill me when you read chapter three, the king of all crappy chapters... though if you're reading this, you've already read that one... -sigh-

You're totally right, Lloyd (Irving) Aurion. It sucked, I know. But you see, my explanation: Etsu is based off a teacher I once had. I hated her guts. I saw her in the supermarket the other day, and... I had to kill her off. But... they DID 'kiss already,' as you wanted them to. I had to end it. I was like, "WHAT HAVE I DONE? THIS STORY IS A BUNCH OF CRAP!!!" So yeah. But if you're looking for better quality AnzuAtemu and still think my writing is tolerable after this piece of crap, I'm working on a new one where a)Atemu will have that strong reign over his emotions. Angst will definitely be there, but no breaking down crying and all that b)I won't pointlessly kill of characters; it's gonna be a super-serious, straight out romance, c)there will be absolutely, positively NO original characters AT ALL, and if there are, they'll be like, servants or something that have one line and disappear, and d)description will exist. So if you haven't written me off as an idiot... -sigh- and you still like my writing, look for that one some time soon.

I totally agree with you about Etsu, Black-Caracal, although I think that that whole murder bit totally ruined the story... in all honesty, I might remove this one...

So there ya go. See ya...