As the school bell rang, (Y/n) proceeded to pack up her textbook and notes. She had waited anxiously for the school day to come to a close, and it had finally come after eight dreaded hours.

"Hey, (Y/n)?" Someone asked her. She turned around to see Yugi and Jounouchi looking at her. Yugi's amethyst eyes were filled with concern while Jounouchi's were filled with a kind of ..... Triumph? She wasn't too sure.

"Have you noticed any strange behaviour with Anzu?" Yugi squeaked. "I know you two are close so I was just wondering if..." He trailed off, as if he'd already gotten his answer.

"Has she been acting lustrous lately?" Jounouchi barged in, grinning a mischievous smile.

Yugi whipped around to glare at the blonde boy. "How many times must I try to tell you?!" He exclaimed. "Anzu would never act like that!"

" Oh, come on Yugi! It's plain obvious!" Jounouchi argued. (Y/n) sighed. " I agree with Yugi on this one. Anzu isn't 'lustrous'. In fact, I don't think there's anything wrong with Anzu. She might just be worried about the criminal on the loose," she reasoned.

Jounouchi looked rebellious, while Yugi flinched at her words in a sort of realization. (Y/n) slung her bag over her shoulder, and headed towards the classroom's exit.

*****

(Y/n) sat at a bench by herself, looking through the menu. Anzu had welcomed her, though treated her like she would for any other customer. She's really good at her job, she thought, delighted.

Suddenly, she saw Anzu storming towards her seat, bringing two people behind her. She was smiling, though it was the kind of fake smile that she made when she was pissed. And (Y/n) could see why.

What?! Did Yugi and Jounouchi follow me?! (Y/n) thought, angry at them and herself for not being more cautious.

"Here's your seat," Anzu said, motioning to where (Y/n) was sitting. She was giving the three of them a death glare. Without a word, both boys sat down, Yugi sitting beside her while Jounouchi sitting across from them.

As soon as Anzu left, (Y/n) glared angrily at Jounouchi. " Was this your idea?" She hissed under her breath. "You shouldn't have come!"

"Take it easy, (Y/n). We just wanted to see if Anzu was okay," Yugi hushed her, looking nervous. "But you have a point. Maybe we shouldn't have come,"

"Don't be ridiculous, Yug!" The blonde exclaimed. "Besides, why's (Y/n) here? Do you know about this?" He asked.

(Y/n) gulped. " I just found out yesterday," she confessed. "They asked me to come and 'rate their services'. You know, like give them tips and stuff."

Yugi nodded, while Jounouchi made a Hmm sound. " Typical Honda," he muttered under his breath.

The three of them grew quiet until Anzu slammed their tray of burgers onto the table. Yugi looked at Anzu with frightened eyes while Jounouchi simply looked startled. (Y/n) on the other hand, looked at Anzu with confusion.

If she would trust me with her secret, why not Yugi and Jounouchi? (Y/n) thought.

The brunette girl picked up a bottle of ketchup, and began pouring all over the burgers. "Here, have some ketchup," she said. Upon closer inspection, (Y/n) realized that Anzu had spelled out a message: TELL AND YOU DIE.

(Y/n) felt sick. Would her and Anzu's friendship be damaged because of her secret? " I didn't bring them here!" She whispered loudly to her friend.

Yugi nodded. "(Y/n)'s telling the truth. We came here on our own! I'm sorry! Why-" He was interrupted by Anzu.

"It's okay," Anzu hushed the tri-coloured haired teen. " I'm saving up the money I earn so I can go to New York and dance," she explained.

"New York?!" Yugi and Jounouchi asked simultaneously. Anzu turned to walk away. "Don't you dare say it's stupid," she said.

"Of course it isn't, Anzu," Jounouchi replied, smirking. "Oh, and an you get us three new burgers, preferably not soaked in ketchup?"

Anzu waved her hand. " Don't worry. Those are on me!"

(Y/n) smiled. Anzu always wanted to become a dancer. It didn't matter if she would be famous or not. All that matters to her is completing her goal.

Suddenly, (Y/n) felt an pain in her belly. "Shoot," she muttered, realizing her period was kicking in.

"What's wrong, (Y/n)?" Yugi asked her.

(Y/n) got up from her seat. "Just gotta use the washroom," she reassured him.

(Y/n) noticed Jounouchi whisper something into Yugi's ear before walking away.  Boys, she huffed.

*****

Worst. Day. Ever.

(Y/n) shivered as a criminal held onto her, slipping a blindfold over her eyes.

Well, it was either me or Anzu, (Y/n) reflected. She recalled  what had happened in recent memory:

Several men working for the police had come to the fast food restaurant, looking for the escaped criminal.

Anzu, Honda, and Miho had been pulled aside in order to help search the building for any clues- or the criminal himself.

They started by "spilling" a small bin of dinky cars; no luck there. Then, Anzu claimed that the hamburger buns had egg in them, since the criminal was allergic.

At last, they were able to sniff out the mastermind and arrest him, making Domino safe once more.

At least, that's what would've happened if he were the criminal they were looking for.

Testu had tackled Burger World's boss in an attempt to get away. Then, he revealed that the boss was actually the villain they were looking for: Jiro the Yellow Spider.

He had tried to grab Anzu, likely for a hostage. It was either her or me, (Y/n)
thought.

I pushed her out of Jiro's way, as a sort of self-sacrifice. I owe Anzu that much, to say the least.

Right then, (Y/n) remembered how Jiro had asked a "shrimp", to bring him some vodka and cigarettes.

And I have a horrible feeling who he was asking.

"Yugi! Was it Yugi you asked?" The person seemed to stop in their tracks. (Y/n) felt like she had to help him. All at once, She didn't care if he had never cared about her and liked Anzu more: (Y/n) had to help him, no matter what it took.

"Yugi! Stop! Get away from this-" She raised my voice alarmingly. Then, (Y/n) was cut off as a wave of pain flowed through one of her cheeks. She flinched at how sudden it came.

"Shut up!" Jiro barked as he slapped (Y/n). She let out a cry of pain, and sat back down. She clenched one of her fists. "(Y/n)!" Yugi let out a cry of fear.

Damn you Jiro, she thought. How in the hell am I supposed to get away from you?

The atmosphere suddenly changed, and everyone grew quiet, too scared to do anything. Yet someone was walking in (Y/n) and Jiro's direction. Who is it?

Then, there was the sound of something being placed on the table, and the seat across from them sounded like someone was sitting down.

"I got what you ordered," a deep, icy voice told Jiro. Something about that voice felt awfully familiar.

"Hey! Who said you could sit down?!" Jiro snapped. (Y/n) shivered at his remark.

"What?" The man said mockingly. "I thought you wanted a game partner,"

Even though she was blindfolded, (Y/n) felt her eyes widening with fear.

"Its game time,"

It's him. The one who hospitalized Ushio.