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himevampirechan · 3 months

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"Part-Time Job"

Thanks for the great welcome to this fanfic. i really hope you enjoy the new chapter. I must add this is a kind of AU fanfic but you will find canon subjects in it. Please, enjoy.

Chapter 2

"That's all for today, don't forget to study for next week's exam" The teacher picked up his notes and left the classroom.

Once the sliding door closed the students jumped out of their seats to gather around and chat. Anzu began to hastily put her things away, the class had gone on too long.

"Mazaki!" shouted one of her classmates waving her hands at her "Some of the guys in the group are planning a karaoke outing would you like to join us?"

"I'd love to Tachibana..." Anzu smiled touched at the girl's friendly face "... But I can't, sorry".

Tachibana, whose appearance was more that of a girl with huge green eyes and black hair, dropped her shoulders sadly.

"But Mazaki You hardly ever go out with us!" She exclaimed looking at Anzu with a downcast pout "You don't like us?"

"No, it's not that!" Anzu rashly denied in shock at the tears beginning to form in her little companion's eyes. The brunette panicked, feeling the rest of the students watching them interested in the conversation.

"It's just that... I have an engagement" She clarified, turning her gaze back to Tachibana. The little black-haired girl opened her eyes in interest.

"A date?!" she shouted excitedly changing her mood drastically. Anzu felt herself blush.

"No, it's not..." She tried to explain averting her gaze and trying to put away the rest of her belongings with trembling hands.

"Do we know him?" the brunette continued to ask, unaware of the curious glances around her.

"It's not that kind of date!" Anzu exclaimed increasingly embarrassed.

"No problem!" Crooned Tachibana clapping with both hands and smiling sweetly "If Mazaki has a date, we understand."

"I told you it's not that kind of commitment" She smiled grabbing her stuff and running out of the classroom.

"Good luck with your boy Mazaki!" her classmate effusively dismissed her. Anzu laughed self-consciously and shook her head slowly, that girl had a reputation for being nosy.

Once outside the university, Anzu thought how nice it would be to have the afternoon off. It had been a long time since she had taken a break, she had been going from job to job for more than two years now, she knew she would need a lot of money if she wanted to accomplish her goals.

"I don't have anyone to support my dreams after all," She thought.

She gave a long sigh knowing that if she kept reminiscing she would only ruin her afternoon, and the last thing she wanted was to do her favourite activity in a bad mood.

"It doesn't matter if no one supports me" Anzu smiled once she made it to her destination stopping to take a breath "I won't give up!"

She pushed her arm against the glass door above which read in elegant cursive handwriting:

"DOMINO CITY'S DANCE ACADEMY

(...)

"Do you have any questions?" Sugoroku asked finishing filing some documents.

"Not really" replied the boy shaking his head "Marik already took care of explaining everything to me yesterday."

Sugoroku smiled softly, he liked the boy. At first he had doubts as he didn't seem to be the best choice for a security guard, but he had proven to have a lot of enthusiasm and physical strength, so the older man was sure he would be helpful.

"Remember also that there will be a girl working with you." He mentioned for the tenth time that night, and once again the boy seemed oblivious: he hummed a tune, tossing the keys to the workers' quarters over and over again.

Mr. Mutou sighed as he saw him slump back in his chair trying to catch the keys.

"I'm sure she'll be able to control you," he whispered softly as he watched the boy writhe on the floor in a fit of giggles, "Besides..."

"Looks like you've piqued his curiosity too" he thought watching out of the corner of his eye as a shadow entered the room. He recalled for a moment the events of fate involving the new museum workers.

(...)

"It was a relief that Miss Ishizu showed up" Mr. Mutou spoke with a huge sigh "Marik is a good boy, but sometimes he's a bit of a beast".

Anzu laughed loudly cheered by the hope of a new job.

Mr. Mutou continued to chat as he guided her through the museum. The brunette looked around with interest.

"Until a few years ago the museum was focused on the history of Shogunist Japan and the Meiji period, however, little by little the museum grew and now we have sections on different civilisations," Sugoroku explained, pointing to a room that was filled with European paintings and armour.

"A couple of years ago a friend of mine passed the museum on to his grandson and as he was always obsessed with Egypt, he was the one who brought the latest exhibition. He and Miss Ishizu have been partners ever since," continued the old man up two flights of stairs.

"It must be wonderful to be able to inherit a museum!" Anzu exclaimed, following closely behind him, focused on observing the design of the ceiling and walls "He's a very lucky man".

Mr. Mutou stopped abruptly not caring that the girl was so close to him, Anzu crashed against his back and lowered her gaze in confusion. The man was staring at her as if she had said something unthinkable.

"Mr. Mutou?" the girl asked, tilting her face to one side "Are you ok...?"

Sugoroku began to laugh uproariously, his laughter forcing him to fold in on himself and he had to hold on to the railing to keep from falling.

"HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA,HA!" Snorted the old man noisily. For long seconds Anzu watched as the old man struggled to regain his composure, once the laughter turned to small giggles the old man looked at her.

"I'm sorry, Anzu," he exclaimed wiping away the tears that had come from laughing so hard, "It's just that the owner of the museum is about your age."

The old man had to hold his breath to keep from laughing at her expression. The girl's mouth had fallen unhinged.

Laughing quietly Sugoroku averted his gaze from the girl and sensed a presence walking behind him.

"It seems Anzu has piqued his curiosity" He thought smiling over his shoulder at the unseen presence.

"We'd better hurry" He exclaimed quickly turning his gaze back to the girl and snapping her out of her astonishment. "You'll get a chance to meet that useless Ryugi later."

"Oh? Yeah" the girl replied still a bit blankly, blinking amusedly.

"I'm sure you'll get along well, because you're the same age" commented the old man as he started to climb the rest of the stairs "you just have to be very careful, the guy's a real casanova!"

The old man's affectionate laugh made Anzu smile. Surely Mr. Mutou was fond of the boy.

"And you Mr. Mutou?" she asked following him again "How did you end up working here?"

"Mmmmm well..." Started the old man leading her this time down a long corridor that seemed to no longer be part of the exhibits. There were lots and lots of doors and Anzu was sure they were offices.

"As I told you before, the old owner of the museum was a good friend of mine," he said quietly. "We knew each other for years, so when it was time for me to retire from the excavations, Otogi simply offered me the job."

"Excavations?" the chestnut asked rather interested. She watched as Mr. Mutou stopped in front of the last door in the corridor and slowly opened it.

"Well..." He smiled waving him into the room "...we archaeologists age too."

Anzu smiled back and entered the room. The room was huge. It smelled of old wood and ink.

Anzu slid her eyes along the shelves lined to the ceiling with books and encyclopaedias, walked to the back of the office and gazed in wonder at the window overlooking the central garden of the museum. There was a solid wooden desk and behind it a red leather chair in which her next boss would sit. It was a nice, tidy room, nothing like the dingy room where the manager of Burger World sat yelling at her.

Anzu's face lit up as she noticed a painting hanging on the wall to her right. She could have recognised it anywhere, that image was one of her oldest memories, she had always liked how they had captured the beauty of ballet in it.

"Chernikova" she whispered unconsciously reaching out to touch the painting.

"You like art?" someone whispered behind her back snapping her out of the reverie the painting had lulled her into.

Embarrassed she spun around quickly finding the young brunette from a few minutes ago smiling kindly at her, she blushed as she saw that Mr. Mutou was hiding a chuckle at her expression.

"No... Not really" she stammered lowering her eyes self-consciously "... But that specific painting I like".

No one said anything else but when Anzu raised her face she found the young woman inviting her to take a seat with a smile.

"Please take a seat Miss Anzu" She said rounding the huge desk and sitting on the leather chair "Let's talk about the job you came to ask for".

Anzu smiled and took a seat across from her. Mr. Mutou bowed slightly and left the room quietly. Once outside he could sense the presence that had followed them from the stairs.

"She's quite a pretty girl don't you think so?" he exclaimed smiling hugely, a slight air moved his hair and he felt the presence leave.

"I never imagined you were shy Your Highness" He shouted into the air laughing loudly.

(...)

"Mr. Mutou" called the boy sitting up with a hand on the blond head, snapping him out of his memories. "What is the other matter Miss Ishizu mentioned?"

Sugoroku felt the presence pause and was almost certain it was watching him.

"Well..." he replied scratching his beard in a distracted gesture "...We'll talk about that when your companion arrives."

Almost immediately they could hear someone approaching with hurried footsteps towards where they were.

"Speaking of the king of Rome" (*) smiled the old man walking towards the door with the intention of greeting the newcomer "Get up boy! What manners are those?"

The blond frowned and grumbled in obedience. Once on his feet he dusted off his clothes and waited with his hands in his pockets for Mr. Mutou to return and introduce him to his companion.

For an instant he felt as if someone was staring at him but there was no one else in the room and that sent shivers down his spine.

"Ghosts" he thought turning pale, he shook his head energetically trying to convince himself that it was just his imagination. Suddenly he heard the door open and with it came the voice of Mr. Mutou.

"Well little one, it's about time you met your new co-worker" exclaimed the old man excitedly. The girl's voice was too low so the boy couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

"Of course he already knows that you will be working together" Sugoroku laughed "In fact we were waiting for you because there is something else I need to explain to you before you start your shift."

There was no response, but the blond deduced that the girl had agreed. The door opened giving way to the old man and with him entered a young girl about his age.

"Well I'd better introduce you..." The old man began, but fell silent once he saw the faces of both boys. They were frozen and several seconds passed in which they looked at each other in surprise.

"JONOUCHI/ANZU?!" they shouted at the same time pointing at each other as if they couldn't believe it.

(...)

Until next time :D

#revolutionshipping #atemxanzu #vanishshipping #anzu mazaki #yami yugi #fanfic #tea gardner #pharaoh atem

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slifers-executive-writer · 1 year

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New Update for Dark Side of Dimensions 2!

You can also find this story on AO3 if you prefer that site.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13806682/5/Dark-Side-of-Dimensions-2-The-Cosmic-Rift

#fanfiction #Yu-Gi-Oh #yugioh fanfiction #slifersexecutivewriter #wip #revolutionshipping #vanishshipping #Dark Side of Dimensions 2 The Cosmic Rift #dark side of dimensions #writing #update

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talesofaduelist · 7 months

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Pharaoh Atem (Muse) Relationship Chart

Yugi Mutou: (Blindshipping/Puzzleshipping)

Friendship: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (10/10)

Love Interest: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (10/10)

Does Atem ship this?: HELL YES

What Atem thinks of you: I would sacrifice my life for yours. My mind, body, and soul are forever intertwined with you, Aibou.

Seto Kaiba (Timeshipping/Prideshipping/Scandalshipping)

Friendship: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (7/10)

Love Interest: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (10/10)

Does Atem ship this?: YES!

What Atem thinks of you: You are bossy, rude, and most of all extra, but I care about you in a way that a rival would. Nobody makes me want to work harder and to become stronger than you, my friend.

Marik Ishtar (Goldshipping/Mnemoshipping)

Friendship: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (6/10)

Love Interest: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (6/10)

Does Atem ship this?: Hmmm…I wouldn’t be opposed to the idea.

What Atem thinks of you: You are the protector of one of the most powerful secrets in all of Ancient Egypt. I respect you and would love to get to know you and understand you more.

Yami Bakura (Boundshipping/Darkshipping/Hateshipping)

Friendship: ❤ (1/10)

Love Interest: ❤❤❤❤ (4/10)

Does Atem ship this?: This would be...well...interesting. I'm not opposed to trying.

What Atem thinks of you: I think you are completely misjudged and I would like to help you see that the world isn’t such a bad place.

Joey (Katsuya) Wheeler (Serfshipping/Dragonshipping)

Friendship: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (10/10)

Love Interest: ❤ (1/10)

Does Atem ship this?: Not really no.

What Atem thinks of you: You are a wonderful friend and a great duelist. Your friendship means the world to me and I would stand up for you no matter what.

Téa (Anzu) Gardner (Vanishshipping/Revolutionshipping)

Friendship: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (8/10)

Love Interest: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (6/10)

Does Atem ship this?: I wouldn’t mind giving it a go. You are super cute after all. Just don’t tell Yugi.

What Atem thinks of you: You are strong, brave, kind, and keep me in line when I start to think negatively. You always remind me that friends always have your back, and you are one of my closest and truest friends.

Priest Mahado (Sealshipping)

Friendship: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (9/10)

Love Interest: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (7/10)

Does Atem ship this?: Well I most certainly wouldn't say no.

What Atem thinks of you: My sword and shield. My protector from all those who would harm me. You are one of the greatest treasures in my life and I'm glad I have you to walk beside me.

Mana (Vaseshipping)

Friendship: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (8/10)

Love Interest: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (8/10)

Does Atem ship this?: Mana is very cute and just the type of girl I admire. I'm willing to give it a go.

What Atem thinks of you: A dear friend who I would love to spend more time with. I admire you skill, will, and determination.

((If you would like to see your muse added to the list, DM me!))

#pharaoh atem musing #musing #muse relationship page #atem #ygo #yugioh roleplayer #yugioh roleplay #atem muse #yami yugi muse

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powerin · 3 years

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king and ballerina

#some practice with gifs #yu-gi-oh #revolutionshipping #vanishshipping #yami yugi #anzu mazaki #pharaoh atem #yugioh

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icegoddessrukia · 3 years

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Another one for the ship meme: Revolutionshipping?

Aw thanks!! You remembered them lol!

What made you ship it?

I grew up with the dub and I saw a lot of the early episodes like their “date.” She had a really obvious crush on him and I liked how awkward but gentlemanly he was toward her always.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

I like how selfless her love for him is. At the beginning of the story she does have some selfish moments, such as when she tried to lure him out by putting herself in danger that one time (not her best moment but she was a teenaged girl experiencing her first crush and she never did it again) but then throughout the story she just shows such loyalty to him, she cares enough to want to learn about his past identity, she treats him like if he’s his own person, and she is willing to let him go as long as he’s happy. He is also very encouraging and sweet to her despite not always understanding her. I like the tragedy of the ship, knowing that within the story as it was they couldn’t really be together. I also like how Atem and Anzu are very opposite personalities (he’s more ruthless and driven by ego while she is more soft-hearted and maternal) - this is shown during the scene when they’re each giving Yugi opposite advice about how to handle Kaiba when during that one duel.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

Hmm...well there always seems to be this running “joke” in fandom that Atem is gay and/or hates Anzu and other girls. It’s inaccurate and kind of sexist. There’s nothing to suggest he is annoyed by them and doesn’t like them. There simply aren’t many female characters in the series and romance is the last thing on his mind because he has major issues to deal with. He shows tons of respect for Anzu, doesn’t object to her touching him and in the early parts of the manga he even blushed around her. He was awkward on their date but I’m sure most people would be if they were a spirit frozen for thousands of years and suddenly thrown into such a weird situation lol.

#Revolutionshipping #Atem x Anzu #vanishshipping #Atem #Anzu Mazaki #Yami Yugi #Yami x Tea #Yami Yugi x Anzu

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draconicmaw · 3 years

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Ahhhh, a Revolution/Vanishshipping request from my tumblr compilation, Rough and Tumbl. This is my first time writing this ship, but I was eager to sink my teeth into some new material! (Warning: copius amounts of sassy Anzu and teasing Atem)

“Ughhhh,” Anzu groaned, flopping back dramatically on the couch.

Atem gave her an amused side-eye but moved his arm aside to let her drape her feet on his lap. His hand settled on the top of one ankle, fingers elegant, warm, dark, and firm against her pale skin.

“My feet hurt,” she whined, nudging at his hand. His thumb swiped over the joint of her ankle, and she struggled to hide the shiver that raced tickled through the skin and up her sciatic nerve.

His breath huffed through his nose in something resembling an airy chuckle, and the gust of it wafted against her leg. “I told you that you should have worn better shoes for it.”

“Shoes are for lame capitalists. I’ll keep my sandals.”

He laughed, head turning against the back of the couch to look at her. His blond hair fanned against his cheek and jaw, and his shapely lips settled into a wry but delighted grin.

Damn, why was he so pretty? It was unfair in so many ways.

“I agree that sandals are the bomb, but you should find ones with better arch support.”

“Who are you, my mother?” Anzu grumbled, and she wiggled her foot under his relaxed hand again.

She couldn’t help but laugh at his “I certainly hope not.”

“All the walking was your idea, so you should give me a foot massage.”

“I don’t follow that logic,” Atem said, but his fingertips were already dragging down the top of her foot, and his thumb stroked a firm line up the sole. Her toes curled on reflex. He leaned forward the slighted bit – blond fringe falling to obscure all but his nose and a glimpse of his chin – propped her foot up just right, and began to knead. Her foot looked so pale and delicate in his dark and, though smaller to fit his stature, undeniably masculine hands. His thumbs dug into the meat of her arch and with small, deep rubbing motions, walked his thumbs up her sole towards her toes.

When an ache in her fingertips caught her attention, she realized that her hands had begun to clench into the worn leather of the couch.

And then he firmly cupped her foot in one hand and, with the other, began to gently grind his knuckles into the tender arch. Her foot jerked reflexively – but he had her caught – and she sank her teeth into her lower lip. Damn, that kinda fucking hurt, but at the same time, it felt so good to work out all those deep aches.

She noticed movement – his head turning to catch a glance of her – and the slight curl of his lips.

The bastard was smirking!

“That’s enough,” she croaked, tugging her foot from his grasp.

Their eyes meet for a long, silent moment, and the only thing Anzu could think about was how warm and relaxed her foot was.

She sighed. “Please do the other one, too.”

He licked his lower lip to hide that damn grin. “Of course, milady.”

FIN

#Revolutionshipping #Vanishshipping #sassy anzu #atem is a fucking gremlin and no one can convince me otherwise

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faedragonmyths · 4 years

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So I started planning this back in July of 2016, three and a half years later I finally got around to finishing it 😆

#faerymeganchase #drawing #colored pencil and marker #fanart #yugioh #vanishshipping #pharaoh atemu #teana #anzu mazaki #tea gardner

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lovelyazmine · 5 years

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2019 vs 2017

El cambio es bastante ♥ espero les guste la nueva versión

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samuraiyuvia · 5 years

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Fanart by me @samuraiyuvia

Insta/Samurai_Yuvia

Rewatching Yu-Gi-Oh and reuniting with my ship 💚🙌

#yuviaart #yugioh #yami yugi #tea gardner #anzu mazaki #atem #pharaoh atem #atemu #revolutionshipping #vanishshipping

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sugarglider-s · 3 months

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I simply think they’re neat

[ID: a digital drawing of Anzu and Atem in an autumn setting. Anzu is grabbing Atem’s face and kissing him on the cheek, while he looks surprised but comfortable. They wear orange and purple sweaters, respectively, and Atem’s hair is tied back into a ponytail. End ID]

#yugioh #ygo #pharaoh atem #yami yugi #anzu mazaki #tea gardner #revolutionshipping #vanishshipping #my art

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itsmechmech · 5 years

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Sooo @blackcleo7 asked me to color the two panels.

I wanted to to that and adding a new one ^^

Hope you like guys <3

#drawings #ygo #yugioh #Yu-Gi-Oh #Anzu Mazaki #Atem #friendship #that could be see as #revolutionshipping #horror #vanishshipping #whatever

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himevampirechan · 1 year

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Vanishipping/Revolutionshipping fanfic:"Part-Time Job Chapter 1

I couldn't stop thinking about this idea when I saw Remi Malek dressed as a pharaoh. Tthis fanfiction is in the canon universe of Yu-Gi-Oh! but the story, as we know it, is changed by a single detail:

The millennium puzzle was never solved.

English is not my firts language but a trying to be better.

Enjoy.

"Part-Time Job"

Chapter 1

Why? Everything it had simply gotten out of control.

One second she was delivering her order to a boy and the next she was soaked from head to toe in soda and out of a job. Damn her customers' jealous, hysterical girlfriends!

Her job at Burger World was simple to do: bring burgers and fries with a smile to hungry consumers for them to enjoy. The smile was like a part of her attire and yet that girl had not stopped blaming her for being “cheeky”.

"As if I'm interested in flirting with customers, especially when they have girlfriends" she thought with a grunt stopping and looking once more at the paper she clutched in her right hand.

"SECURITY GUARD WANTED"

Once the manager of Burger World had put her, and her belongings, out on the street, a kindly old man had approached and with a smile had given her the announcement.

She looked up uncomfortably. Her blue eyes slid down the front steps to the huge marble door that read “Domino City Museum” in big black letters.

She couldn't believe than she had actually gone. She had officially freaked out!

She was there hoping to get the night guard position at the city museum because it was her last option, she needed the money and for a College school student there wasn't much to choose from!

Anzu shivered as a blast of cold air rushed down her back. With the night so late, the November weather was merciless. Shrugging her shoulders, she took a deep breath and walked towards the main entrance, hiding her face in her scarf.

The museum was about to close and only a few people remained inside due to the cold weather. Anzu smiled pitifully, realising that thanks to the guides, the last visitors would be forced to empty the building.

She didn't know where she should ask for information about the vacancy, she turned around herself trying to locate an information desk or any museum worker.

"Oh you really came!" exclaimed a voice from behind, startling her. Anzu turned her face to find the same old man from the restaurant. He was a rather short and curious man, wearing green overalls and a funny orange scarf over his tousled and graying head.

"I'm quite glad" continued the older man, folding his arms and looking at her with his big violet eyes.

"And you're early too" he exclaimed admiringly, looking for a few seconds at his wristwatch "That proves then that you're a dedicated person."

"Thank you" Anzu smiled apologetically at the compliment and was surprised at how pleasant it was to talk to him.

"Oh come on you don't have to be so shy!" invited the old man smiling encouragingly "After all if you decide to keep the job we'll see each other quite often".

"Well, that's a bit hasty, don't you think Sir?" Anzu laughed encouragingly.

"Oh no! Don't call me sir. That makes me feel old!" he exclaimed with a grimace of horror, the chestnut laughed loudly at her face.

"But...I don't even know your name," the girl clarified with a huge smile. The old man suddenly stopped grimacing and stood still as if he had seen a ghost.

"By Osiris, it's true!" he shouted causing the brunette to burst out laughing again. Their laughter echoed through the large room.

By now the museum had closed its doors and there was no one but them in the main hall. Anzu surveyed the room with new eyes... it no longer looked as huge as it had at first seemed. An impression generated, no doubt, by the nerves and uncertainty of a new job.

"I am Anzu, Mazaki Anzu" She said bowing to the old man "I am here for the vacancy of night guard."

The old man looked carefully at the girl in front of him. She was very young, probably just old enough to work, but when he saw her in the situation that had led to her dismissal she had looked so broken that he doubted she worked for mere pleasure... he had deduced that she needed the job to achieve something truly great.

She was well-mannered and quite pretty: with beautiful blue eyes and silky brown hair, her appearance was striking for a Japanese woman; no doubt it had caused her far more trouble than the afternoon's commotion at Burger World.

The old man smiled, giving her a thumbs up as a job candidate, especially since the job wasn't for just anyone.

"It takes someone special..." He thought combing his beard with his fingers "...for a special job."

The girl looked up confused by the old man's lack of response. This gesture brought the man out of his thoughts and he bowed respectfully.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Anzu. My name is Sugoroku..."

"MUTOU!" shouted a male voice startling them "There you are I've been looking all over the museum for you!"

Anzu clenched his fist over his chest. Damn! She had felt her heart skip a beat in fright. She looked up watching as a young man approached almost at a trot to where she and Mr... Mutou were standing.

"I'm so sorry Marik" the older man replied with a smile, pointing at her with a thumb "I got distracted."

"You old pervert," whispered the boy, giving Mr. Mutou an unpleasant look. Then he turned his gaze to Anzu.

The brunette froze in place as she was stared at, the boy's tabby eyes surrounded by a thick layer of eyelashes. They were so thick that she couldn't tell where the lashes ended and his strange eyeliner began. The tattooed lines stood out against his smooth brown skin and made his tousled blond hair and the piercings in his ears even more striking.

The boy was attractive...

"Look girl, the museum is closed. So you'd better go home," he explained, dismissing her with a wave of his left hand and returning his attention to the old man.

What a lout brat! Anzu felt her ears redden with anger.

"I'm sorry but I'm not here to visit" She replied firmly drawing the attention of both men "I came here for work".

Sugoroku Mutou watched the girl's posture with interest. Anzu looked rather confident with her chin raised and fierce eyes fixed on Marik, the boy sighed boredly paying no attention to what the chestnut said.

"The vacancy has already been filled," Marik said without any consideration. With growing pleasure he noticed how the chestnut's posture broke.

Anzu felt a dead weight on her stomach. No way, this job was her last chance, she needed the job!

"PLEASE, I NEED THIS JOB!" shouted Anzu suddenly making both men jump in shock. "I'll do anything to get it!"

"I already told you the vacancy was filled. So do us a favor and leave" Marik clicked his tongue ignoring the girl's forlorn expression outright, Mr. Mutou scowled at him silently reproaching him for how rude he was being to her; an expression the blond took it upon himself to ignore as well.

"PLEASE!" pleaded Anzu once again feeling in horror as her eyes glazed over "I'LL DO ANYTHING!"

This time Marik couldn't ignore her face no matter how hard he tried, with growing concern he watched as the girl's blue eyes filled with tears. Sugoroku watched the chestnut's face sadly thinking how normal it was for her to cry. In one day she had already lost two jobs.

"I...I'm sorry...I...." Stammered Marik unconsciously playing with his right earring, feeling bad for her. Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds.

Anzu had closed her eyes as she clenched her fists against her chest, silently pleading. She felt as if someone approached from her right side and stared at her, then something soft brushed her cheek wiping away one of the tears that had come in her despair.

She opened her eyes shocked by the contact and noticed with wide eyes that Marik and Mr. Mutou were still in the same place as before, looking at her with surprised expressions.

If they hadn't moved, who touched her cheek then?

"If she really wants the job, we could give her a few days trial run" Someone exclaimed from the end of the room. Anzu jumped in place mentally chiding herself for how prone to surprise she seemed to be that night "Alright Mazaki, that's three times now."

"Sister" Marik whispered turning his attention ruefully back to the woman who had spoken.

Sister? Anzu wondered in surprise, but they didn't look anything alike!

The woman walked towards them, her long black hair swaying with every step she took, and she never took her eyes off her. Anzu shrank back once she was in front of her, she was gorgeous!

"If the job pleases you we could open one more vacancy" The woman continued smiling kindly at Anzu "Are you interested?"

Anzu snapped out of her astonishment and smiled hugely.

"Yes, yes I am interested!" She replied quickly holding back the urge to dance in excitement. The brunette stared at her with her blue orbs and an interested smile formed on her lips.

"Mr. Mutou" Whispered the brunette turning her gaze back to the older man "Could you take Miss...."

"Anzu Mazaki" the brunette hastened to add blushing for interrupting.

"Sure, Miss Anzu to the office so we can talk about work more calmly" Sugoroku nodded with a smile to the black haired woman and gesturing to Anzu invited her to follow him.

Anzu smiled hugely and bowing to them, followed the old man. Marik and his sister watched intently as the two disappeared through the door at the back.

"Sister..." whispered Marik looking at her with interest "...The one from a moment ago was HIM?"

The brunette nodded momentarily erasing her smile. Marik turned his face once more down the path where the old man and the brunette had disappeared.

"This is going to be interesting," he said with a grin, crossing his arms.

See ya in chapter 2 ;)

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