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	"Valentine's Game"		A Yu-Gi-Oh! lemon fanfic
						by Shachihoko

	Staring at herself in the mirror, Anzu took a deep breath, and let it
out. Her uniform was hanging in the closet; in its place, she was
wearing a dark gray pullover sweater, a denim mini-skirt, and dark
thigh-length socks. Everything was ready, except for the butterflies in
her stomach; all she had to do now was wait -
	The doorbell rang. (Correction,) Anzu told herself as she headed
downstairs, (no more waiting.) "Coming!" she called out, hurrying to
open the door.
	As she'd expected, Yuugi was standing outside, still in his school
uniform, but with his jacket pulled closed against the chilly February
air. "Sorry if I'm a little late," Yuugi apologized. "I got held up
talking to Jounouchi and Honda after class."
	Anzu smiled, letting Yuugi in and fetching a pair of house slippers for
him. "Don't worry; you're right on time - I actually asked Jounouchi to
keep you busy for a few minutes."
	Yuugi raised his eyebrows briefly at that. "Well, you missed Nosaka
Miho giving Valentine chocolates to Honda-kun; it looks like that jigsaw
puzzle love letter made an impact after all."
	Anzu giggled. "She finally got her nerve up, huh? Great! I wish I
could've seen it ... come on upstairs."
	A bit puzzled, Yuugi followed Anzu up to her room; they usually stayed
downstairs on the rare occasions when he came to visit. Anzu`s room was
simply and efficiently decorated, with a few organizers hanging within
convenient reach of her desk; several books and a teddy bear occupied
the bookcase near the foot of her bed. "Jounouchi asked if you were
giving me chocolates," Yuugi admitted.
	Anzu blushed a little bit. "Actually, I wanted to teach you a game Mai
told me about once." She motioned at the bed. "Go ahead and sit down,"
she invited Yuugi, turning towards her desk and turning it and the chair
to face the bed.
	Looking nonplussed but curious, Yuugi did as instructed. "A card game?"
he wondered as Anzu opened a deck of playing cards and started to
shuffle them.
	Anzu nodded. "You know the rules for poker, right? What hands beat
what? Mai told me, but I may have forgotten the order ..." She dealt
five cards to each of them, and set the deck in the middle of her desk.
	"A straight flush ranks highest," Yuugi answered, "where you have a
sequence of five cards in the same suit. After that is five of a kind,
four of a kind, flush, straight, full house - that's three of a kind
plus a pair ..."
	"I remembered that one," Anzu nodded.
	"... then three of a kind, two pairs, or one pair," Yuugi finished. "If
nobody has even a single pair, then the highest-ranked cards win; aces
are usually highest." He looked at his hand. "Poker is usually a betting
game, but you don't have any chips ..."
	Anzu felt her cheeks heat up again. "We can exchange up to three cards,
and the jokers are wild ... How many?" She held her cards in her left
hand, extending her right hand over the deck.
	Yuugi looked at his cards for a moment, then discarded the jack of
spades. "Just one."
Anzu nodded, handing him a card face-down. "Two for me," she added,
discarding the queen of hearts and three of diamonds, and drawing two
cards to replace them. "Okay, show your hand."
	With a slight sigh, Yuugi placed his cards on the desk face-up. "Pair
of tens ... I was hoping for a straight."
	Anzu's heart leaped into her throat, and she showed her own cards. "Two
kings, and a joker makes three ... looks like I win the first hand. Take
off your jacket."
	Yuugi's mouth fell open, even as he started to obey. "You mean ... the
stakes are our *clothes*?"
	Still blushing, Anzu nodded as she gathered and re-shuffled the cards.
"It's called 'strip poker'."
	Yuugi's cheeks turned nearly the same color as Anzu's.

	Three hands later, Yuugi's jacket had been joined by his shirt and
socks, leaving him with his undershirt and trousers; in addition, Anzu
had moved to sitting at the head of her bed, with Yuugi facing her from
the foot. Anzu's sweater, removed when Yuugi managed to win a hand, was
laid on top of the desk, back in its proper position - but the
snug-fitting white tank top she'd been wearing underneath it left
absolutely nothing to the imagination.
	Smiling to herself, Anzu proceeded to shuffle the cards again. "Are you
feeling okay, Yuugi-kun? You look a little red ..." Her own blush had
faded somewhat, although her cheeks were still a rosy pink.
	Yuugi, on the hand, looked like he had either gotten sunburned or was
staving off a nosebleed by force of will alone. (Well,) he thought, (I
*could* tell her I haven't decided whether I'm more embarrassed by the
prospect of winning - and seeing her *naked* - or losing, and winding up
in my birthday suit ...) "I'm okay," he almost lied as he cut the deck
and passed it back to Anzu.
	Dealing the next hands, Anzu gave her childhood friend a winsome look.
"Well, if you decide you want to quit, we *can* ... but I'm having fun,
and I thought you'd like playing a game."
	Yuugi picked up his cards, almost immediately separating two cards from
the other three. (Three eights - that's promising.) "I'll take two
cards."
	Looking at her own hand, Anzu winced inwardly as she dealt the
requested cards to Yuugi. "And two cards for the dealer," she said as
she discarded the ten and king of diamonds.
	Yuugi took his new cards, and grinned despite himself. "Four of a kind,
and an extra queen."
	With a faint sigh, Anzu dropped her cards face-up on the bedspread.
"Three spades, and two not ... looks like you win again." She turned to
the side, raising her right leg and beginning to slide one of her
thigh-length socks off, exposing the smooth skin of legs well-toned by
years of dancing practice. Despite himself, Yuugi's gaze was drawn to
the display, swallowing quietly as he watched. (Who'd have thought
taking socks off could be that sexy ...)
	-So are you enjoying the game, or not?-
	(The *game*, I'm enjoying,) Yuugi responded silently to the "other
him," the master gamer whose existence was tied to the Millennium Puzzle
which Yuugi wore on the chain around his neck. (But Anzu's - we've been
friends for so long, and ... I really think it's you she likes. I'm sure
of it ...)
	-She didn't invite *me* over, partner,- Yami Yuugi responded with a
mental smirk. -She invited *you* to be her Valentine and play this game
with her ... and you're not doing so badly. I'll be here if you need
me.- The part of Yuugi's mind which his other self occupied fell silent
again, but Yuugi knew he was still watching what happened.
	"You just got awfully quiet, Yuugi," Anzu noted as she laid her socks
on the desk next to her sweater. "Are you sure you're okay?" (He should
be enjoying this more,) she thought, worrying a little. (I know he's got
hormones like any guy, even if he's so shy most of the time ...)
	Yuugi nodded energetically. "I'm fine ... just ... enjoying the show?"
he hazarded, trying to hide his tension and rolling a fumble on the dice
of reality. He reached for the cards, gathering them up to shuffle and
deal.
	Anzu returned to her seat on the bed, nearly giving Yuugi a glimpse of
her panties as she re-folded her legs, but he was focusing completely on
the cards and missed whatever he might have seen. (Maybe I should have
stuck with chocolates,) she thought, starting to get discouraged. "The
stakes are about to get higher, in any case."
	"Hm?" Yuugi glanced at her as he offered the cards for cutting. "It's
still the same rule, right?"
	Anzu cut the cards and passed the deck back to Yuugi, winking at him as
she did so. "You'll see in a moment."
	The cards were dealt, and both of them were quiet for a moment as they
contemplated their hands. Finally, Anzu said, "I'll take three," as she
discarded.
	"Two here," replied Yuugi as he dealt Anzu's three cards and discarded
two of his own. "And ..." He drew the two cards he needed, then glanced
questioningly at Anzu.
	"Read �em and weep," giggled Anzu. "Two pairs."
	Yuugi tossed his cards on the bedspread, handed the deck over to Anzu,
and began taking off his undershirt without saying a word ... at least
not out loud. (ARGH! She's ...)
	-... taking you to the cleaners, as they say?- his other self
responded.
	(Something like that.) Yuugi carefully worked his undershirt through
the Puzzle's chain, and let the Egyptian pendant swing back against his
now-bared belly. (You still willing to help?)
	-Of course. Pay attention to what happens, though; I have a feeling
about this ...-
	A glimmer of light caught Anzu's attention as she was starting to
shuffle the cards, and she glanced up at Yuugi. "You're not going to
keep that shirt over your face for the rest of the game, are you?" she
teased. "You won't be able to ..." She trailed off as Yuugi - or Yami
Yuugi, now - finished removing the sleeveless black undershirt and laid
it on top of his pile of clothes. He wasn't muscled, but he was lean and
fit; not surprising, giving the amount of walking (and running) the two
Yuugis had done in some of the more eccentrically-run Duel Monsters
tournaments, combined with the usual weight of schoolbooks and his Duel
Disk.
	It wasn't his wiry build that caused Anzu's breath to catch in her
throat, though; if asked, she might not have been able to say what it
was about the "other Yuugi" that attracted her so. There was a look in
his eye, confidence that could almost have been arrogance, and a deeper
pitch to his voice which sent a delightful shiver down her spine. "Worry
about looking at your cards, Anzu," Yami Yuugi told her with a slight
smile, "and I'll worry about looking at mine."
	With a silent nod, Anzu offered him the deck. He cut the cards, and she
dealt, still blushing. (I was hoping Yuugi would switch off - not that
he was doing badly, but ... his shyness was going to get the better of
him at that rate, I think. Maybe the other Yuugi will play all the way
through ...)
	"I'll take two cards," Yuugi said calmly, placing his discards on the
bedspread and glancing at the deck in front of Anzu's folded legs. A
little bit hesitantly, she dealt the two cards, and discarded two of her
own, drawing to replace them.
	"Well .. I have a pair of jacks at best," she said, showing her cards -
the jack of spades, and one of the jokers.
	"Two nines," Yuugi responded, "both real. How does that break down?"
	Anzu hesitated, squirming a bit where she sat. "Well ... jokers are
wild, and I said it's another jack, so ..." She paused, noticing a queen
and an ace in Yuugi's hand. "... ah, your call."
	Chuckling quietly, Yuugi tossed his cards to Anzu and stood up to
remove his trousers, his posture casual and relaxed as he undid the belt
and fasteners, and slid them off. "I'll concede this hand, then ... it's
a pleasure to only be gaming for modesty," he added with a casual smirk
as he folded his pants and added them to the pile.
	Taking a deep breath, Anzu pointedly turned her attention back to the
cards, fumbling a little bit as she began shuffling again. (Why am I
getting so worked up? I do like him, but ... I've seen Yuugi in swimming
trunks, and those boxers he's wearing don't show anything more than that
...) "Here," she said hurriedly, slapping the deck down in front of
Yuugi. "Cut."
	Yuugi divided the cards into four piles, restacked them, and handed
them to Anzu again. "Are you all right? You seem ..." He paused as Anzu
dealt the cards. "Too tense to enjoy the game," Yuugi finished with a
slight shrug. "We could stop, if you really want to - nobody's forcing
you to play."
	"No!" Anzu blurted out, shaking her head. "I mean - yes, I'm having
fun, I don't want to stop. Ahh ..." She caught herself. "You discard
first, dealer goes last."
	"Well then ..." With an effortless poker face, Yuugi discarded three
cards, waiting quietly for Anzu to peel off the top three cards from the
deck and pass them across to him.
	"Dealer takes ... two."
	The results were almost an exact reversal from the last hand: Yuugi had
a joker and a queen, making a pair, while Anzu's best showing was a
natural pair of sixes. No longer trusting her voice to stay level, Anzu
passed the cards to Yuugi and started working her tank top off,
revealing a lacy bra of pale pink cotton.
	The fact that Yami Yuugi was able to shuffle the cards without watching
what he was doing didn't help Anzu's level of comfort any. (You set
yourself up for this,) she chided herself, watching Yuugi's gaze travel
over her mostly-exposed upper body. (If you didn't want to show off your
body, why'd you invite him to play strip poker of all things?)
	"You don't have anything to be ashamed of." Yuugi passed the deck over
to cut.
	"Ah - um ... thanks." Anzu cut the cards once, as she (and the "normal"
Yuugi) had been doing ever since they started, and passed them back,
certain that her cheeks were just as red as Yuugi's had been before the
switch. She picked up her cards as soon as they were dealt, and
discarded three cards almost before Yuugi could even glance at his hand.
(I just want to finish this,) she thought as she accepted the new cards.
	"Dealer takes two," Yuugi intoned, discarding and taking the
replacements ... and then casually held up the resulting hand.
"Straight."
	Anzu's jaw dropped, as did her cards - a pair of threes, nothing
better. "You - how do you *do* that? Neither of us has gotten anything
nearly that good!"
	"Luck of the draw," Yami Yuugi answered calmly. "Or perhaps your cards
are listening to your heart, as they do in Duel Monsters."
	"But ... I just got this deck last week," Anzu protested weakly as she
handed her cards to Yuugi. "And they're just trumps, regular playing
cards, not Duel Monsters ... I didn't build this deck like I chose my
cards for dueling!"
	"Skirt," answered Yuugi as he proceeded to shuffle.
	Anzu blinked at him ... then blushed hotly and slid off the bed,
removing her skirt and revealing a pair of panties which matched her
bra. "Sorry ..."
	Yuugi just chuckled quietly as he finished shuffling. "We're in the
endgame ... shall we make this the last hand? Whoever loses this hand
takes off their underwear, whether it's my one piece or your two."
	Resuming her seat, Anzu stared at Yuugi for a moment ... then
swallowed, spotting a slowly increasing bulge in his boxers. "Actually
..." She swallowed again, jerking her gaze up to meet his eyes as she
almost defiantly cut the deck. "Let's make the stakes even higher: the
winner of this last hand takes off the loser's last pieces of clothing."
	Yuugi smiled slightly, a friendlier look than his normal smirk.
"Agreed." He dealt.
	Rather than watch her cards land in front of her, Anzu closed her eyes
and took a deep breath. (Please, let me win ... this one hand is the one
that counts for everything.)
	(What are you going to do after this hand?) Yuugi asked his other self,
starting to worry about Anzu.
	-Nothing she doesn't want us to do,- Yami Yuugi replied mentally as he
finished dealing ... and turned over the top card from the deck. "We'll
both make the best hand of five cards we can," he explained, "out of six
which can include this shared card."
	The face-up card was the queen of diamonds.
	Anzu wilted slightly. "It's not gonna help me ... but ... I'll take
three more cards."
	"Three for me as well," responded Yuugi after looking at his hand. "And
this has been a splendid game, regardless of who wins."
	There was a brief silence as they considered their respective hands ...
and then they showed their hands simultaneously.
	Anzu had one queen in her hand, to make a pair with the shared card.
	Yuugi had a pair of jacks, although he was one card away from
completing a straight.
	"You win," Yuugi said calmly as he set his cards on the bedspread.
"Congratulations."
	Anzu swallowed again, laying her cards down with an almost numb
feeling, despite the fluttering feeling in her heart. (I won,) she
thought. (That means ...)
	Yuugi looked at her, trying to catch her gaze, but Anzu's eyes were
averted. "What's wrong?" he asked, his tone soft. "This is what you
wanted, isn't it? This is why you decided to play strip poker for
Valentine's Day."
	"It is ... but ..." Anzu started gathering up the cards, still avoiding
Yuugi's gaze. "I guess I didn't know what I was planning - ah!" She
started in surprise as Yuugi's hands closed gently upon hers.
	"Your plan worked, Anzu," Yuugi told her gently. "You picked the game,
played it, and won; the prize is yours to claim, and waiting."
	Fidgeting a bit, Anzu let Yuugi finish gathering up the cards. "Except
... I'm not sure which of you ... I mean ..."
	"I think I see." Yuugi set the cards on the desk, then returned to the
bed, gently tilting Anzu's chin up so that their eyes met. "Anzu ...
we're the same person. Both of us, the reborn pharaoh and the boy you
grew up with, are Yuugi. Two sides of one coin."
	Her blush returning, Anzu glanced away, but looked back at Yuugi as he
lowered his hand from her chin to her lap, finding her hand and giving
it a gentle squeeze. "I thought I knew that, but still - you two are so
different. You're bold, and confident, and you go for your goal no
matter what, but the other ..." She hesitated, not sure how to refer to
the normal Yuugi.
	"I usually call him �partner,'" Yami Yuugi offered.
	"Your partner," Anzu nodded, "is so gentle, even shy ... he'd sooner
surrender a duel than hurt someone, but you never hold back."
	 "We've learned from each other," Yuugi answered. "He's learned to be
bold when it's called for, and not to doubt his strength ... and he's
taught me to show mercy, when it's best to do so, and to be gentle at
the right times. And right now," he smiled a little bit, "it seems to
call for boldness and gentleness at the same time, on both our parts."
	"But still ..." Anzu squirmed a little bit. "You and your partner - you
*are* different personalities, even if you're part of a whole. I ...
don't know which one of you I want," she admitted, glancing at him.
	With a soft chuckle, Yuugi placed his fingertips under her chin and
gently lifted her face, leaning forward to brush his lips against hers.
Anzu froze briefly at the first contact, then relaxed, returning the
kiss a little hesitantly before they both broke from it at the same
time. "Was that your first kiss?" Anzu wondered, reaching up to brush
her fingers over her lips.
	Yuugi nodded. "Mine, at least that I can remember, and my partner's."
He took the Millennium Puzzle in his hands, looking down at it.
"Remember, Anzu, that we're part of a larger whole. Not just my partner
and I, but Jounouchi-kun, Honda, you ... even Mai, Kaiba, and Bakura are
part of our circle of friends."
	Anzu nodded slowly. "I'll remember that, Yuugi-kun."
	Yami Yuugi smiled at her gently, then closed his eyes. -Tag.-
	(Okay ... um, will you be watching?) Yuugi wondered as he took control
back from his other self.
	-Only as much as you want me to ... but keeping the Puzzle around your
neck may get in the way.-
	Yuugi opened his eyes again, carefully lifting the Millennium Puzzle's
chain from around his neck and reaching over to put it on the corner of
the desk, the stylized eye on its front side facing towards the bed. "I
think he might remember more than he's aware of," he said as he started
to sit down again. "It felt like he knew what he ... huh?"
	"Don't sit back there," Anzu said quietly as she drew Yuugi towards the
middle of the bed, rather than the foot. "If you still want to do this
... and I think you do," she commented with a glance downwards and a
prominent blush, "then ... my prize to claim, right?"
	Yuugi's face turned completely red, and he let Anzu guide his movements
so that he was lying on his back, his head resting on the pillows. Anzu
looked down at him for a moment, then sat down straddling his hips,
letting out a little gasp as her weight came to rest upon Yuugi's
hardened shaft. Yuugi himself let out a faint moan of pleasure,
squirming quietly underneath her. "A-anzu ..."
	Anzu fought to hold her body still as she looked down at Yuugi, keenly
aware that her nipples had turned almost painfully hard and sensitive by
now. "You don't have anything to be ashamed of either," she whispered.
"Just relax, and let me do the work for now, okay?"
	Silently, Yuugi nodded, and watched as Anzu raised her weight off of
him and scooted back to sit above his shins. Without hesitating, but not
rushing, she pulled the waistband of his shorts up, then started drawing
the boxers down, working them past his buttocks and sliding them down
around his knees to expose his erect manhood. "Sorry it's not bigger,"
Yuugi murmured.
	Anzu shook her head, smiling up at him. "It's all right ... like I
said, you don't have anything to be ashamed of." She gently slid her
fingers around his shaft, her heart fluttering at his groan of pleasure,
and cautiously drew her tongue along his modest length.
	A shudder ran through Yuugi's body as Anzu began pleasuring him with
her hands and tongue, playing gently with his maleness. Just as he felt
he was going to burst from the sensations, though, she lifted his shaft
up and closed her lips around his head, eliciting a surprised gasp.
Caressing his balls lightly with one hand, Anzu began to tentatively bob
her head up and down along the hardened length she held, slowly becoming
bolder and more confident as she worked, bathing him with her tongue.
Yuugi couldn't do much more than watch and enjoy the feelings he was
getting from her attentions, shuddering beneath her as his breath grew
increasingly ragged -
	And then he let out a strangled cry as the sensations surged to a peak,
a wave of heat starting in his loins and spreading through his body as
he came in Anzu's mouth. She seemed to be ready for this, her mouth
moving around and against him as she swallowed repeatedly, keeping the
rush of his seed from spilling and being lost; only when the stream
subsided did she raise her head again, giving him one more lick to make
sure he was relatively clean.
	Yuugi stared up at her, wondering why he felt even more excited than
before; his erection wasn't going away. "I didn't think you were going
to do that."
	Smiling down at him, Anzu resumed straddling his hips, moaning softly
herself as his hardened flesh pressed against her still-covered
womanhood. "I ... guess I hadn't planned that far ahead," she admitted,
her hand traveling up Yuugi's chest as she gently rocked forward and
backwards above him, feeling her panties grow damp between her body and
his. "It's amazing what girls talk about in the locker room, though ..."
	He could have sworn he was past the point of blushing. "Girls talk
about those things too, huh?" he gasped, trying to hold still as
body-warmed and -wetted cotton rubbed against him.
	Anzu nodded. "Yeah ... it's where I learned - well, that. Sort of."
	Yuugi could only nod slowly in response, and finally dared to touch
Anzu's body himself, his fingertips touching her hips just above the
narrow waistband of her panties and trailing upwards, tracing lightly
along her skin and eliciting a soft, whispering gasp of pleasure from
her. He leaned up a bit, slipping his hands around to her back, then
drew her body down towards him, pulling her into a hug, nuzzling and
kissing her cheek. "Happy Valentine's Day, Anzu," he whispered into her
ear.
	She squirmed, sliding her arms under his back and hugging him tightly
in return, her ample breasts flattening somewhat against his chest.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Yuugi," she whispered in return, and then, "I
love you."
	"I love you too," he answered, realizing how true it was as he spoke
the words. His hands traveled up and inwards, fingering the clasp of her
bra, then unfastening it with a deft, simple motion.
	Feeling his arms loosen, Anzu sat up again, her breath catching as she
rubbed against Yuugi's hardness again. "I thought guys were supposed to
have trouble with that," she whispered, leaning forward on her hands so
that Yuugi could slide her bra's straps off her shoulders.
	"Blame Jounouchi," he answered softly as he drew the pink cloth away
from Anzu's breasts, which hardly seemed to need the support. "Some of
those H videos show the girls being undressed ..."
	He trailed off as Anzu straightened up again, raising her hips away
from his and gently tossing her bra to the desk. "I knew you weren't
*totally* innocent," she murmured, smiling down at him. "And you know
what comes next, right ... ?"
	Rather than answering out loud, Yuugi reached up again, softly cupping
his hands around Anzu's breasts and starting to play gently with them.
His touch elicited a surprised gasp from her, and she cautiously leaned
into his hands, her breath quickening as he fondled and caressed her.
"Are you - sure - you've never - done this?" she panted, fighting to
keep control over her suddenly-treacherous body.
	Yuugi nodded slowly, exploring Anzu's chest with his hands, fingers
made nimble by years of playing with many different games and puzzles.
"My first time, and yours," he murmured, gradually drawing his thumb and
forefinger of each hand together around a hardened nub, and gently
teasing both of Anzu's nipples simultaneously.
	She cried out as a surge of pleasure washed through her body, rocking
forwards into his hands despite herself as the fire in her loins was
stoked. "Yuugi!" she cried out, barely managing to stop from falling on
top of him. "That's ... ohhhh ..." Her eyes drifted closed as she let
the warm tingles of pleasure fill her awareness.
	She didn't see Yuugi's smile, but she felt his hands drift away from
her breasts, sliding down the edges of her belly. She just barely
managed to hold still as his right hand moved inwards, lightly caressing
around her navel before easing further downwards, and deftly slipping
into the front of her panties; her breath grew increasingly ragged as
his fingers brushed along the dampened thatch that partly covered her
womanhood, until his touch brushed against her nether lips and she let
out another cry of pleasure, collapsing nervelessly against him. "You
know a lot for a virgin," she gasped, writhing against him as he
continued his gentle, almost hesitant exploration.
	Yuugi shook his head quietly, easing the fingers of his other hand
inside her waistband and starting to work her panties off one-handed.
"Not really ... I just know a little bit about what I'm supposed to do."
	Anzu laughed softly, raising her legs and pushing Yuugi's boxers all
the way off with her feet, then reaching up to start pulling the
bedcovers down underneath the two of them. "You're *very* good with your
hands, then," she amended.
	"I guess so," he agreed as he mimicked Anzu's use of her feet to slide
her panties down her legs and past her feet, then helped her to push the
covers down to the foot of the bed. He would have said more, but Anzu's
mouth met his in another kiss, this one hungry and passionate, her
tongue probing against his lips; after a brief hesitation, he parted
them and let his tongue slip out to meet Anzu's, her body settled down
on top of his, and they held each other, sharing soft noises of pleasure
in the kiss as their bodies rubbed against each other, each of them
keenly aware of the other's state of arousal.
	After a long moment, they parted from the kiss, both of them panting
slightly. Anzu slipped her hand between her legs, gently taking hold of
Yuugi's member and moving her womanhood into place above his tip.
"Ready?" she asked softly, looking down into his eyes.
	He nodded slowly. "Yes ... it's time," he responded, his hands settling
on her hips to steady her.
	She lowered herself a bit, so that the tip of his manhood was nestled
against her outer folds, and removed her hand, and then pushed her hips
downwards, gasping a little bit as she felt him starting to enter her
body; as though waiting for that signal, he pulled her downwards, his
hips bucking up against her, and nearly swooned. "Are you - supposed -
to be so tight?" he groaned, pushing deeper into her, almost passing out
at the feeling of heat and slick wetness that surrounded him.
	Anzu nodded fervently, unable to speak as she helped Yuugi penetrate
her body; as delightful as his manhood felt within her, it still hurt
some as well. After a moment's work, his length was fully sheathed
within her, and their gazes met once again. "First time," Anzu murmured
as she waited for her body to adjust. "Nothing's ... been in there
before."
	Breathing deeply, Yuugi acknowledged with a nod. The feeling of being
inside Anzu was nothing short of intoxicating, even though it felt a
little bit like he was being crushed. A shadow of memory flickered
across his mind, but he didn't try to grasp it; later he would realize
what had supposedly been missing, but the delight of his new lover's
body pushed out all other conscious thoughts.
	Finally, Anzu began moving again, both of them letting out soft cries
as waves of pleasure spread through them from the joining of their
bodies. Yuugi was too lost in the sensations to do more than enjoy them
at first, but Anzu was content to keep control, gradually picking up
speed as she moved up and down atop him, quiet sounds of flesh against
flesh being emitted from where they were joined in the most intimate of
meetings. The pace increased as they resumed caressing each other, Yuugi
finally taking a more active role in actually making love; the
experience only continued becoming more and more intense with each
movement of their bodies ...until they both reached their peak, their
cries of ecstasy mingling as orgasm racked them.
	As her climax faded, the tension drained from Anzu's body and she
slumped on top of Yuugi again, cuddling him as she turned over onto her
back, still holding his body against hers. Then the two of them simply
lay together, still entwined intimately, sharing the warmth of
afterglow. Eventually, Anzu stirred, reaching up to brush Yuugi's bangs
away from his eyes. "I don't know what to say ... but I'm glad we did
it." She tilted her head up to kiss him on the forehead, since it was
most convenient. "And I *do* love you, Yuugi-kun."
	Yuugi smiled, kissing her neck gently in return. "I don't think I ever
expected a Valentine's Day like this, Anzu-chan. But ..."
	"But?"
	He blushed. "What am I supposed to do for White Day now?"


Author's Notes:
	There's a certain irony in the fact that my first released Yu-Gi-Oh!
fanfic is a lemon. Back when I started work on "Divided and Conquered"
(a non-lemon Yu-Gi-Oh! fanfic which I've been working on), I went to
fanfiction.net to see how many Yu-Gi-Oh! �fics there already were - and
found a generous helping of "slash" stories, most of which pretty much
ignored canon in favor of their fantasy pairings. At least there's canon
support for Yuugi and Anzu to become an item, especially in the manga
(mostly pre-Duel Monsters).
	"Divided and Conquered" would probably have hit the FFML first if I
hadn't decided to write this story as a Valentine's Day present for my
girlfriend. She's already read it, and liked it; I hope you enjoyed
reading it as well (especially if you got this far).
	For those of you who are only familiar with the American dub, you may
be wondering, "Who's Anzu? Or Jounouchi, for that matter?" Here's how
the names match up (with the Japanese names in family name-given name
order):

	Japanese		American
	Mutou Yuugi		Yugi Moto
	Mazaki Anzu		Tea Gardner
	Jounouchi Katsuya	Joey Wheeler
	Honda Hiroto		Tristan Taylor
	Kujaku Mai		Mai Valentine
	Bakura Ryou		Bakura (mispronounced)
	Kaiba Seto		Seto Kaiba  \	(no change
	Kaiba Mokuba		Mokuba Kaiba/	except order)
	(Nosaka Miho		- manga only -)

The manga translation in Viz's _Shonen Jump_ monthly magazine keeps the
Japanese names, except for flipping the order around to Western norms
(given name-family name).
	And on the subject of the manga: If you thought Yuugi and Anzu were
going to play "Strip Duel Monsters" or something ... well, the thought
*has* crossed my mind, but the manga deals with a lot of games other
than Duel Monsters. Granted, most of those games are improvised by Yami
Yuugi to punish people who've hurt his friends, but there are still
plenty of other games to work with - and I didn't want to try writing
out a card duel between Yuugi and Anzu.


Acknowledgements:
	The _Yu-Gi-Oh!_ manga is written and drawn by Takahashi Kazuki, and
published by Shuueisha as part of Weekly Shounen Jump; the graphic
novels are released under their Jump Comics imprint. The TV anime
_Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters_ is produced by Studio Dice, TV Tokyo, and NAS.
	In North America, the translated _Yu-Gi-Oh!_ TV series is produced by
4Kids Entertainment and broadcast on Kids WB and (intermittently) the
Cartoon Network. The manga translation is published by Viz in their
monthly Shonen Jump collection, and soon in graphic novel format as
well.
	(Regarding the Yu-Gi-Oh! games: Konami owns all Japanese licenses to
games derived from the series, in both physical and electronic form.
Konami also retains worldwide rights to video games based on the series.
In America, the Yu-Gi-Oh! Trading Card Game (called Duel Monsters in
Japan) is licensed and translated by Upper Deck Entertainment, while the
Dungeon Dice Monsters dice/board game is licensed and translated by
Mattel.)
	This story is a work of fan-written fiction, produced on a purely
non-commercial basis, and is copyright Timothy Miller, a.k.a.
Shachihoko, and may not be reposted in any form without his explicit
written permission. All characters used in this fanfic are copyrighted
and owned by Takahashi Kazuki and his distributors, as noted above. This
work may not be reposted or published in any commercial venue, at all,
whatsoever ... unless Takahashi Kazuki or one of his representatives
gives *their* permission, which is really unlikely.

	February 17, 2003

					Tim Miller
						tr.miller@verizon.net

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