Yu Gi Oh -Oneshots- REQUESTS [CLOSED] (X Reader)

Zane X Reader

You waited nervously as your box was carried through the air by a mysterious person, and left on what was presumably a doorstep, if the doorbell was anything to go by.

There was the sound of a door opening, and then suddenly you were airborne again.

"What's this?" A familiar voice spoke.

No way, you thought, itching to break free of your porcelain restraints and take a look for yourself, is that Zane Truesdale? The top dog at Duel Academy? Wait, why did Camula leave me on his doorstep, then?

Yup. Camula, the evil, doll creating, unfairly attractive son of a biscuit.

You'd been sat in her toy chest until just recently, quietly fuming and doing your best to glare at her as she picked you up and placed you in a box.

What's she planning this time? You thought suspiciously, as Zane took you inside his dorm.

A slender hand reached inside the box to retrieve you, and you were momentarily blinded by the light of his excessively fancy Obelisk dorm.

"A doll?" He muttered, examining you. Eventually, he sat you up on top of the marble fireplace, where you would stay for many weeks.

You saw the Christmas decorations come, (due to a brown haired student that stopped by when Zane wasn't in) and go (done by Zane as soon as 'Atticus' left), and you saw the nights grow shorter and the days grow longer.

During that time, you realised that whatever curse Camula had put on you, was wearing off, slowly but surely. You found that you could flex your fingers and wriggle your toes, but you still couldn't speak or cry out for help.

Every now and then, Zane would take you off the shelf and stare at you for a while, like you were having a staring contest (which you would have easily won, as dolls have no eyelids). Once, you heard him mutter, "I'm sure I've seen you before..." before heading to bed.

Then, one late summer night, Camula returned.

You internally trembled in fear as she swept past, glancing at you with a sinister look on her face.

Much to your horror, Camula challenged Zane to a duel. And, much to your relief (and surprise), Zane won.

As soon as that evil woman's Life Points hit zero, you felt yourself regaining feeling in your body, and before you knew it, you were 5"6 again and sat rather awkwardly on Zane Truesdale's mantelpiece.

"Uh..." you started, staring back at a very surprised bluenette.

Half an hour later, you sat at the table, cradling a cup of warm tea and savouring the feeling of temperature, whilst pretending not to notice Zane staring at you in wonder.

"So, you were a doll all this time?" He asked, stirring his own tea.

"Yeah. It sucked, you should be glad you didn't lose to Camula, or else you probably would've ended up like me." You shuddered, shrinking in Zane's shirt. (That frilly dress you were wearing as a doll was horrendous, although you were glad it grew with you)

He nodded, before opening his mouth to speak.
"You're Y/F/N, aren't you? The third year Obelisk that went missing last year?"

"Yup, that's me. Hey, do you think I'll be able to finish my scholarship here at Duel Academy, even after being MIA for a year?" you sighed doubtfully.

"I don't see why not. It's not as if you decided to truant for a year straight- you were technically kidnapped. So I guess you'll still be a third year, like me." Zane reasoned.

You snorted. "I'll be a fourth year!"

He cracked a smile.

"Ha, yeah. Anyway, it's late. We should sleep, and then figure everything out in the morning." As he spoke, you let out a massive yawn.

"Mhmm," you agreed sleepily, "I'll take the sofa."

"No way," Zane said briskly, "You haven't slept in over a year, and you expect me to let you sleep on the sofa? Come on," He tugged you towards what you guessed to be his room.

"Oh my Ra, a bed," you nearly moaned, as you caught sight of a humongous king-size bed.

"Goodnight, Y/N," Zane went to leave the room, but your barely audible whine stopped him in his tracks.

"...Do you want me to stay?" He asked tentatively. You nodded.

"...Don't wanna be alone anymore," you mumbled into the duvet.

Without questioning it further, Zane switched the light off and huddled under the covers with you, putting a reassuring arm around your shoulders to remind you that he was there.

That's how the two of you fell asleep, enveloped by the soft duvet and each other's arms.

And that's how Atticus found you two in the morning, after Zane failed to answer his thirty-seven text messages.

Oh boy. Prepare to be bombarded with questions.

wahey, triple update! I'm so tired rn, so whilst I think this is one of my best Oneshots so far atm, tomorrow (or later today, rather) I'll reread it and be like: tf is dis??

anyway. im not gonna overthink it lol. (as if I ever do that anyway loool)

unedited.