Chapter Two
            Legs� hurting� can�t�feel� my�feet� look� at� me� Yami� OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, YAMI! That�s it, I�m going over there!

            Now, you might be warned, the mind of Anzu is nothing short of� well, yes, mortally frightening. Yet, we ventured into a glimpse of what Anzu is thinking, and survived. While we shan�t delve any more into that hideous pit, we shall now turn to the actions those thoughts provoked.

           Anzu wrenched herself from her desk (a peeling sound was heard, like the sound when you sit without any pants on a leather couch, and get up really fast, and the couch keeps a layer of skin. That�s basically what happened, because that skirt is just way to� absent), waddled (the skirt had also gotten tighter, so she couldn�t walk too good) over to where Yugi sulked and Yami comforted, and threw her hip in front of Yami�s face. (Ryou: Ow, that looks painful) (Kaiba: ha! Pain! Yes! Kill!! *doodles furiously*)

           �YUGI, YOU LISTEN UP! I�VE DUELED FOR YOU, I�VE TRIED HINTING TO YOU, I EVEN LOST HALF OF THIS SKIRT FOR YOU! I CAN�T TAKE IT ANYMORE! WOULD YOU JUST FREAKIN� NOTICE ME! I THROW MYSELF AT YOU, AND ALL YOU SAY IS �WE�RE SUCH GOOD FRIENDS, ANZU!� IT�S ALWAYS BEEN �WE�RE ALL ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY OF FRIENDS!� WELL NOT ANYMORE! I�VE PUT UP WITH A DOLT LIKE HONDA AND A JERK LIKE JOUNOUCHI FOR LONG ENOUGH! IT�S ME, OR THOSE BASTARDS! AND IT SURE AS HELL BETTER BE ME!� (Yami: Um� I think she�s mad at me.) (Eveyone else: *smack head*) (Yugi: wow, Anzu looks kinda weird without half a skirt, a skimpy Mai-like shirt, cakes of make-up, and blood-shot murderous eyes�) (Honda: Nothing I haven�t seen before� you should see her when she wakes up�) (Jounouchi: *coming out of drugged stupour* Just how would you know what she looks like when she wakes up, Honda-kun!) (Hanet: JOUNOUCHI! *shudder*)

           �Er�� stammered Yami.

           To keep this slightly less long and maybe not so descriptive (lazy hanet), we�ll just skip ahead. Let us say that Anzu was restrained by the fangirls of the class (who mostly just didn�t want her to get Yami� tcha), allowing Yami to move about freely.

           Wow�those are really pretty clouds� I um� sober� only� kinda� but� what? I am so confused� I really� what? Chicken soup? I shouldn�t have taken so many� um� what was they? �Happy pills� I think� happy happy happy.

            Nothing constructive comes from Jounouchi�s mind at this point.

           That is a really big bowl of chicken soup�

            Honda�s thoughts are almost as useless as Jounouchi�s. The only purpose they serve is saying what has already been stated. Now everyone dances and cheers for Honda. All: YAY FOR HONDA! WE DANCE! WE SING!

            And so, without venturing into any other minds or continuing the plot of the boys at school (which is wearing thin), the boys (or the remnant of the not-busy ones) decided to put their heads together. They decided that a) the chicken soup was entirely too random, and had to go (character rebellion� Hanet was overwhelmed, and swayed by the majority� but I still am god�) and b) they should go on a quest. Now, however, was the dilemma of what to quest for.

            �So what should we quest for?� asked Honda, stating (or rather asking) the obvious.

            �How about a trip to the salon!� squealed Ryou. Let�s just say that, in a group of guys, that issue was put to rest immediately.

            �Er� not. Ok, I think we should�GET OFF ME, WOMAN!� screamed Yami as the newly-loosed Anzu leapt on his back. The other boys closed the circle while Yami warred with the Slim-Fasted, small-skirted, wild-eyed Anzu.

            A few random comments later, Bakura crawled back from the desk on which he had been dancing, battered but triumphant, with a very ripped shirt reclaimed.

            Yami returned, too, with another very ripped shirt. Kaiba silently joined the circle after Yami (though no one had noticed him leave it) and slipped a bloody knife back into his coat. No one really wanted to think about what that knife had rescued Yami from�

            Aimless discussion finally lead to a conclusion (funny how that works, eh?). They would just go and look for stuff even though they didn�t know what they were looking for. So they left the classroom (after Kaiba had gotten all his stuff into his briefcase, Bakura had disabled his death traps, Yami had turned Anzu down again, Yugi got all his Duel Monsters cards, Ryou got all his books together, Honda gathered all his aforementioned dull interests which never enter into any plot whatsoever, and Jounouchi got his happy pills from his desk) and set off down the street to Burger World.
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