Yuki: Part of my Naraku no Chibi Neko series...

Anika: Johnny the Homicidal Maniac!...

Yuki: ... in a crossover format.

Cast in Chapter One:

Johnny C. - Atemu

Todd 'Squee' Casil - Yami

Shmee - self (to be explained in Naraku no Chibi Neko)

Anika: ENJOY!!!

Yuki: Just a side note - In dialogue form, the chars. will refer to each other by their counterparts names. For example: Instead of Atemu (Johnny) calling Yami 'Yami', he will call him 'Squee'. Another example: When Atemu name isn't said, I will call him Atemu, but if someone says his name, they shall say Johnny.

Anika: We know we have to do our other stories, but... this seems more important... If we get this idea out, we can work on our other stories. Promise!

Chapter One: Traumatize Thy Neighbor

The door of a bedroom in house 775 opened slowly, light streaming in from the hallway. A boy, about 16 or 17, walked inside. He had tri-colored hair, opalescent skin, and blood red eyes. His pajamas were striped, almost like a prisoner's uniform, and seemed a bit too large for him. His name was Todd Casil, or 'Yami', as his teddy bear called him.

Yami's eyes caught sight of his mother, a blonde, middle-aged woman whose eyes were completely blank, due to the effect of her usual drug overdose.

"Mommy?" Yami appeared very small in the light, his eyes wide with fear and anxiety. He clutched his bear to his chest. "I heard a noise."

Yami's mother paid no mind to her son, her legs halfway off of the bed and the blanket on covering her body from the knees to her neck. She seemed tired and out of reality. She was in her own world, slightly annoyed that the strange boy that lived in her house was disturbing her slumber.

"Mommy's ignoring you, honey. Go bother your father, he's in his study." That was all she said before disappearing into her own drug-induced, misty thoughts.

Yami stepped back quietly out of the room, closing the door behind him. He brought his teddy bear closer to him and spoke. "C'mon, Shmee, Daddy will help us."

A loud crash came from somewhere in the house and Yami cringed with fear. He had to get to his daddy before the creepy thing in the house got to him. He reached the door to his father's study and carefully opened the door.

"Daddy, I'm scared. I heard noises. Daddy?" Yami walked a short distance into the room and saw his father at his computer, shoulders hunched over, working.

"Son, we just moved here. You're just not used to the sounds of our new house." Anything, Mr. Casil would give, if this boy wouldn't be his problem anymore. His head dropped down at an angle to look at his keyboard. "I'm busy right now. Working. That's all I seem to do now. I have to work to keep you alive, to feed you. I haven't smiled once since you were born. Go to sleep."

Yami's eyes dropped their gaze to admire the floor, feeling guilty for causing his father's anguish.

"But I can't! I don't have any cutains in my windows and I fell like things are watching me!! Please, Daddy, it's scary here. Shmee hears sounds." Yami was almost having a panic attack, while his father nonchalantly turned slightly to catch a glimpse of his son.

"Your presence tires me. Go to your room and stay quiet, or the 'things' will hear you." Mr. Casil wasn't very concerned if knowing his son was safe or not, just as long as he left him in peace. Yami held up his bear.

"But, Shmee..."

"Go to sleep."Yami looked up at his father, hoping to see just a bit of concern from his daddy. Seeing none, he sighed.

"Yes, Daddy." Yami left the room, closed the door behind him, and walked down the hallway. "Let's go to my room, Shmee. We'll hide under the blankets and maybe fall asleep before we die." With that, Yami walked up the stairs at the end of the hallway to his room.

Opening the door, Yami seemed ready to get some sleep. "Here we are, Shm... Uh..."

Underneath his windowsill, some broken glass decorated the floor in a scattered mess. Yami walked over the the window, his socks padding on the carpet over to the edge of the mess.

"mommy." The feebly spoken word was answered with a loud smashing noise from across the hallway. Yami, holding Shmee very close, went to his bedroom door. As he opened the door, he whispered to the bear.

"The bathroom, Shmee. There's something in the bathroom." Something was clanked against another object, and a few more things were shuffled around inside the bathroom.

Yami walked over to stand outside the door. "Let's be brave, Shmee. We have to protect Mommy and Daddy. Huh?" The boy grew quiet as his bear spoke inside of his head. Yami didn't know, of course, that his bear was not saying these things out loud.

"No, you're wrong, Shmee." Yami's bear always said bad things about his parents, but this was getting to be too much. "They aren't bad people. They love me. They don't really mean it when they tell me to get kidnapped."

Ignoring Shmee, Yami reached out to the doorknob. As he opened the door, Yami saw a small box thown onto the floor. He walked inside, shocked at what, or who, was there.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS THE BACTINE!!" There on the tiled floor was a man, about Yami's age, who had tri-colored hair, tanned skin, and rose red eyes. He had dark circles around his eyes, which appeared manic as the irises and pupils were small. He held a tube of toothpaste, named 'Pepperation H', in his hand, which was currently getting its nonexistent life squeezed out of it. Yami uttered a, "Squeek!".

The scary man turned around. He saw Yami behind him. "Ohh... Hello."

Yami had fallen backwards onto the floor and was now very small compared to the man, who also seemed to be about his height, if a bit taller. The scary man, who Shmee whispered to him was named 'Atemu', went down on one knee in from of Yami, the close proximity frightening Yami into silence.

"My name's Johnny," Atemu said, a crazy smile on his face. Yami now saw that he had a few cuts on his face and some blood was on his forehead, though no injuries seemed to be there. "But you can call me Nny for short. And who might you be?"

Yami, terrified, only managed to utter a feeble, "squee".

Atemu stood up. "Squee, huh? Well, okay. I don't mean to intrude, Squee, but where do you keep the bactine? Some of this blood is mine." He turned back to the medicine cabinet and moved some things around.

"Wait, I found it. Yeah, that's it." Holding the bottle in his hand and over his head, Atemu started to rant a bit while the disinfectant cleaned the few wounds that decorated his face.

"Damn! That one really put up a struggle!! Scraped me up like he was a cat on crack! Nothing quite brings out the zest for life in a person than the thought of their impending death." Yami, frightened as the other male spoke to himself, started to stand, ready to make a break for the door. He had gotten to his feet when Atemu turned to him, knife in hand.

"I see by the looks of you, that you understand." This Squee-kid seemed very innocent... very vulnerable to the piles of shit that glorify themselves as humans, Atemu thought to himself. He noticed something on the floor... a teddy bear. It seemed familiar... where had Atemu seen this raggedy bear before?

"Hey! Who's your friend, there?" Yami, scared out of mind, spoke quietly and pointed to his bear on the floor.

"Um... that's Shmee." Atemu smiled, that manic grin the last thing that most of his victims saw... that grin, and a lot of red... A lot of red... He picked up the bear and held it in both hands, out at arms' length.

"Well, hello there, Shmee!! Nice to meet you! I am Nny." Yami stared up at this crazed man, confused as to why he was talking to his bear. Well, Shmee seemed to stay quiet and, if he didn't insult his parents, Yami was happy. Atemu continued speaking to the bear.

"So, you're Squee's little friend, huh? Weeeell, you certainly are a cute little bear-bear!" Atemu did not know where these words were coming from, but they seemed right... Why, why... "Yes, you are!! Yeeeesss, you are!!"

Yami giggled at the man's antics, they seemed familiar... Why? Those thoughts went away as quickly as they came as Atemu began to speak to the bear in a conversation that only he and Shmee could hear.

"Hmm?"

"..."

"What's that, Shmee?"

"..."

"Mm, hmm. Yes. Hmm?"

"..."

"Yeah, really?"

"..."

"Uh huh, okaay. What?"

"..."

"Hmm." Atemu's attitude quickly changed into that of a madman. He pointed a finger accusingly at the bear.

"WELL, FUCK YOU, MR. BEAR!!! YOU SPEAK LIES!!! LIIIIES!!!" Yami was backed up towards the wall, truely frightened by this crazy man that had entered his house and was now being incredibly vulgar to his bear. Atemu was still screaming.

"STUFFED WITH PURE VENOM, YOU VILE, LINT INFESTED BASTARD!!" He pushed Shmee against the wall adjacent to Yami, pure hatred in his eyes. "HOW MANY MORE, LIKE YOU, ARE THERE?!! HOW MANY MORE?!!! YOU CAN'T EVEN IMAGINE THE THINGS I'VE ENDURED!! AND ALWAYS AT THE HANDS OF SHIT LIKE YOU!!!" Atemu raised a slightly bent knife up menacingly in his left hand (1).

"YOU DON'T KNOW THE TRUTH!!!" He stabbed the bear, ripping the plushy flesh of the toy and its cotton falling onto the floor. Atemu, coming to what little sense he had left, let the bear fall to the floor and seemed to realize what he had just done.

"Oh..." He put away his blade, a small ball of fluff still evidence to his manic episode. He handed the bear back to Yami, who was now wide-eyed with fear. Atemu turned to the door, walking slowly and talking half to himself and the traumatized boy holding his mutilated bear.

"It's getting late. I should go now. I'm so awake. I need to be out. C'mon, you can walk me out." Atemu and Yami walked across the hallway to Yami's room. The maniac walked over to the window, while Yami stayed by his bed, watching as Atemu picked up a piece of glass.

"Hey, sorry about the window," Atemu apologized, "But I noticed it was locked. I don't suggest you ever lock it again. Well... Later, and thanks for the disinfectant. It's been nice talking."

Atemu climbed up onto the wnidow sill, the darkness of night covering everything but his red eyes, his hands, and gleaming smile.

"But we'll have plenty of time for that. After all..." Yami was now in front of his window, wary of the glass. Atemu stuck his head in, as though he was going to sneak back into the house. The insane one had a creepy smile, especially as he spoke three more words to the meek child before departing.

"We're neighbors now." With that, Atemu left, dropping down the side of the two story house and running next door to his house, leaving a scared Yami behind.

"Mommy! Daddy!!" Yami knew his parents wouldn't come, but he still thought that maybe...

"I don't hear you, honey." His mother was still high on pills.

"You ruined my LIFE!!!" His father was still in his study, working.

Yami quickly went to his bed, scrambled under the covers, put Shmee down beside him, and pulled the covers to his chest.

END OF CHAPTER ONE

Yuki: YAY IT'S DONE!!!

Anika: This story gets extended past the last issue of Johnny (issue 7), but relates more to Naraku no Chibi Neko after that point.

Atemu/Johnny C.: Review or I'll kill you slowly for being so rude as to read without reviewing. (laughs maniacly)

Yami/Squee: O.O -squee! in fear-