Mijikai: Those who want me to update other stories, kill me after you read
this first chapter, and if you are a reader that has never heard of me or
read any of my fanfics...Welcome! ^^
Yami: I don't like the summery, it sounds evil.
Yugi:.......................................................
Mijikai: (ignoring the glare Yami is giving her) Before I start I want to thank the author of Magic Pills, though the authoress has no idea who I am. But I want to thank her because it was that fic that gave me this idea.
Yugi:............why can't Yami be the mental one?
Yami: AIBOU!
Yugi: What?
Mijikai: Read and enjoy.
Warning: Blood, violence, and a lot of corruption. Swearing.
Diclaimor: I do not own Yugioh, and this is the last one you'll ever read of in this fic.
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Chapter One
A dark street only lit by lamps and a chilly wind running through hair.
'Cold today.'
The Kame Game Shop is near by, a hand opens the door, and the bell rang, indicating someone has entered the building.
"I'm home!"
Movement and muffled voices in the living room.
"Yami? Grandpa?"
The living room is dim, but on the floor was Yami, shirtless, and on top of him was Anzu, also shirtless.
The scene blurs as water dribbled down and falls upon the floor.
The street seems even blacker as the wind whistles.
Rapid breathing and a pounding heart with every footstep.
"YUGI!"
HONK! HONK!
Blaring light, pain, darkness.
(*)
My eyes snapped open, my breathing gasping as I felt sweat soaking every inch of my body.
And anger swelled up within me as I remembered.
How I remembered that night.
I had come home after study session with Ryou, and had just entered inside the Game Shop when I heard commotion in the living room.
Once I stepped inside that room, I had the shock of my life.
My girlfriend, Anzu, and my other self, Yami, were making out!
In my distress I ran, all senses stopped and I heard my name being called.
Lights blinded my eyes, then pain.
That's how I ended up in here.
That's how I began to die.
My body healed just fine, but my mind didn't.
Most of my memory was gone, and I started having illusions that were horrible, and bloody.
'Yami you bastard! I hope you go to hell!' I snarled and my heart jolted as the door flew open.
I suppressed a groan as I saw my counsiler, Pegusas J.Crawford, in the doorway, wearing that retarded white suit, and smiled that sickening smile.
"Ah, you're awake Yugi-boy," he said in that honey sick voice.
I only glared at him.
"Now no need to look at me like that Yugi-boy. I'm only here to help," he said and placed the tray of what-ever was on it down on the small table and folded black the blankets and started unstrapping the buckles that strapped my arms to the bed.
Once the weight was gone, I slowly sat up, and continued glaring.
"Is there a specific reason you have to strap everybody to their bed?" I asked, non to nicely.
"Its a precaution Yugi-boy. We don't want you mental cases doing anything in the middle of the night."
I growled.
"Bastard."
"Now, now, its not nice to call people that," he tuanted and picked up the tray and set it before me.
I wrinkled my nose as I reconized the gray glop that was suppose to be oatmeal.
"Now eat every bite, and no playing with your food," he said.
I shot him a nasty look.
'Who does he think he is? My mother?'
Once he closed the door shut, I slowly picked up the spoon and scooped the glop up and forced it down my throat.
"Ugh," I grimaced.
It tasted like wheat germ and had the texture of glue.
~Want~ hissed a voice, and I stopped eating.
~WWWWWaaaaaannnnnnt~
I spun around, looking everywhere, but saw nobody.
"Whose there!" I shouted.
~Wwwwwwwwaaaaaannnnnt. Blllllooooood. Prrrrrreeeeaaaaaty Bllllllloooooood.~
I swung myself to the left, knocking over my breakfast, and stood in the middle of my room, looking around wildly.
"Who are you bastard!" I shouted.
Nothing seemed to be different.
The same gray walls, the same small table, and the same bed.
But suddenly, something red oozed from the walls and dribbled down upon the floor and started pooling, and I screamed as I realized it was blood.
~Prrrrrreeeeeaaaaaaty blllllooooooood. Waaaaant mooooooore!~
"Stop it!" I shouted and dropped to my knees, covering my ears. "Stop it!"
The light gray walls were now crimson red, and what light came from the ceiling diminished, and I was in the darkness with blood pooling up to my waist.
I heard footsteps and whipped my head around and some kind of door opened in the wall of blood.
It was a shaodw, but it was terrifying.
It was the shadow of the devil, and its white eyes gleamed, and it gnashed its sharp teeth.
The thing approached me, but I scrambled up, slipping on the blood that was slowly reaching my chest and climbed onto the bed, and screamed as the thing kept approaching me.
My eyes looked around frantically, and I quickly reached over my bed, and snatched up the floating bowl, and flung it at the devil.
It hit him right on the head, and he bellowed an out rage of pain.
I shivered at such a sound, and scrambled back, back hitting the wall.
I felt something crawling up my arm and looked down, and cried out as I saw maggots feeding on my arm.
"Get off of me!" I shouted and started trying to pick them off, but it didn't seem to work, so I frantically started ripping them off.
I heard footsteps approach me and looked up to see more devil things run towards me and I scrambled up and tried to dodge them, but two grabbed me and forced me down, and I gasped as the blood covered my face.
I heard shouting, and felt pain shot up my arm, and I became dizzy, the blood, darkness, devils becoming hazy, and I knew no more.
(*)
My eyes snapped open, and I immediately started thrashing, but felt my arms strapped down, and made me thrash all the more.
I wanted to get out of there!
"Calm yourself Yugi-boy," came that sick voice, and I looked up to see Pegusas sitting on a stool beside my bed, and I noticed his head was bandaged, and a needle was lieing upon the table, half filled.
"What happened?" I demanded as I continued to struggle. "I want out of here!"
"You went through another one of your illusions, and was quite violent this time," he informed and he fingered the bandage across his head. "Since you threw a bowl at me."
"Bastard! Let me out!" I shouted, and struggled even more, and Pegusas reached for the needle, and I winced as I was punctured with it.
I started becoming lethargy and I slowly blinked as I became tired.
"Rest Yugi-boy, you're going to need it."
(*)
"Yugi."
"Yes?"
"I have something to tell you." (Blush)
"What is it Anzu? Do you need help with something?"
"(deep breath) Yugi, I love you. Please don't reject me."
(silence)
"Yugi?"
"You...love me?"
"Yes."
"Anzu."
"Hm?"
"I love you too."
"Yugi (sob)"
Kiss.
(*)
My eyes slowly opened as I lay there.
For once in my right mind.
Tears filled my eyes as I remembered that day, the happiest day of my life, before all this happened.
This time I didn't struggle against the straps, but lay there, staring at the ceiling, remembering.
The door opened but I didn't bother to look who it was, because I already knew for he was the only one who entered this hell hole.
"Yugi-boy, you have a vistor," he said and I looked up.
"Who would want to visit me?" I asked suspiciously.
"You'll just have to wait and see," he said with a grin, and I growled in fustraction.
I was unstrapped from the bed and was led out of my room, and down the hall of more rooms for people who were also mental.
I could hear banging and screaming, and even curses as I passed by door by door.
We passed through another door and instead of being gray and musty it was more bright and more people in white clothing were scrambling everywhere.
But I didn't have time to look, because Pegusas pushed me towards the elevator and pushed up.
I stood there, feeling the sensation of going up, and then we aburtly stopped and the door opened.
We entered inside another gray room, with a guard by a door, but we went right past him and once I went through I came to...another room.
But this time, it was a room that was a bit brighter and I had to squint to see, but it was white and a huge glass wall was in front of me, and on the other side was an old man.
He was short and pudgy, but had a kind face.
He had gray lightening bangs, and wore a bandana that covered the rest of his hair, and possessed fasinating violet eyes.
I was a bit curious in the green overalls he wore with the yellow shirt, since all I've seen was people wearing white and gray.
I saw his eyes sadden and he pressed his hands to the glass, and tears filled his eyes.
"Yugi," he whispered.
I blinked at him, but was shoved towards him, so stood close by the glass wall and stared at him.
"Yugi," he said again and my eyes narrowed.
"Who the hell are you?" I growled.
The old man winced, and a tear splashed down his cheek.
"You don't remember me do you?" he whispered.
I snorted.
"Look, if I god damn knew you then I would have god damn reconized you!" I snapped, but felt bad as he looked deeply hurt.
I took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry. Who are you?" I asked, more quietly and waited for an answer.
"I'm your Grandpa."
".....?"
We were both silent as I prossessed this information, then I grew angery.
"Yeah fucken right! If you were my Grandpa then I wouldn't be dieing in this fucken hell hole!" I shouted as I slammed my fist on the glass wall.
My knuckles cracked but I didn't care.
"Yugi, you can be helped here," he protested.
"Yeah, help me god damn die sooner!" I shouted, and slammed my fist on the wall again.
Suddenly, he gasped.
"Yugi, your hurt! What happened?" he asked, worry in his eyes, and I looked down at my arm and for once, noticed it was bandaged.
The bandages were soaked red with my blood, and was even crusting over with dried blood.
I shoved it behind my back, and glared at the old man.
"None of your damn buisness."
He was silent, before he looked into my eyes, tears falling down his cheeks.
"I'm sorry, I have to go now. Please get well soon Yugi," he whispered as he left the room on the other side of the glass.
I watched him go, and snorted.
"Good riddance to you too," I muttered angrily.
Hands grabbed my arm and I looked up to see Pegusas.
"Now its time for your thearpy," he said sweetly like I was a five year old.
I wrentched my arm away from him, and stomped out of the room with Pegauses behind me.
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Mijikai: So, did I succeed in making it sad? Are people going to flame me? Or review me?
Yami: OO OH MY GOD!
Yugi: I DON'T WANT TO ME MENTAL!!!
Yami: You made Yugi call me a bastard!
Yugi: I don't want to see blood and devils! AND I DON'T WANT PEGUSAS TO BE MY COUNSILER!!!
Mijikai: OO Whoa, calm down. ^^ So anyway, please review, and if its too grusome I'll take it off and post it in Adultfanfiction.
Yami: I don't like the summery, it sounds evil.
Yugi:.......................................................
Mijikai: (ignoring the glare Yami is giving her) Before I start I want to thank the author of Magic Pills, though the authoress has no idea who I am. But I want to thank her because it was that fic that gave me this idea.
Yugi:............why can't Yami be the mental one?
Yami: AIBOU!
Yugi: What?
Mijikai: Read and enjoy.
Warning: Blood, violence, and a lot of corruption. Swearing.
Diclaimor: I do not own Yugioh, and this is the last one you'll ever read of in this fic.
-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`- `-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-`-
Chapter One
A dark street only lit by lamps and a chilly wind running through hair.
'Cold today.'
The Kame Game Shop is near by, a hand opens the door, and the bell rang, indicating someone has entered the building.
"I'm home!"
Movement and muffled voices in the living room.
"Yami? Grandpa?"
The living room is dim, but on the floor was Yami, shirtless, and on top of him was Anzu, also shirtless.
The scene blurs as water dribbled down and falls upon the floor.
The street seems even blacker as the wind whistles.
Rapid breathing and a pounding heart with every footstep.
"YUGI!"
HONK! HONK!
Blaring light, pain, darkness.
(*)
My eyes snapped open, my breathing gasping as I felt sweat soaking every inch of my body.
And anger swelled up within me as I remembered.
How I remembered that night.
I had come home after study session with Ryou, and had just entered inside the Game Shop when I heard commotion in the living room.
Once I stepped inside that room, I had the shock of my life.
My girlfriend, Anzu, and my other self, Yami, were making out!
In my distress I ran, all senses stopped and I heard my name being called.
Lights blinded my eyes, then pain.
That's how I ended up in here.
That's how I began to die.
My body healed just fine, but my mind didn't.
Most of my memory was gone, and I started having illusions that were horrible, and bloody.
'Yami you bastard! I hope you go to hell!' I snarled and my heart jolted as the door flew open.
I suppressed a groan as I saw my counsiler, Pegusas J.Crawford, in the doorway, wearing that retarded white suit, and smiled that sickening smile.
"Ah, you're awake Yugi-boy," he said in that honey sick voice.
I only glared at him.
"Now no need to look at me like that Yugi-boy. I'm only here to help," he said and placed the tray of what-ever was on it down on the small table and folded black the blankets and started unstrapping the buckles that strapped my arms to the bed.
Once the weight was gone, I slowly sat up, and continued glaring.
"Is there a specific reason you have to strap everybody to their bed?" I asked, non to nicely.
"Its a precaution Yugi-boy. We don't want you mental cases doing anything in the middle of the night."
I growled.
"Bastard."
"Now, now, its not nice to call people that," he tuanted and picked up the tray and set it before me.
I wrinkled my nose as I reconized the gray glop that was suppose to be oatmeal.
"Now eat every bite, and no playing with your food," he said.
I shot him a nasty look.
'Who does he think he is? My mother?'
Once he closed the door shut, I slowly picked up the spoon and scooped the glop up and forced it down my throat.
"Ugh," I grimaced.
It tasted like wheat germ and had the texture of glue.
~Want~ hissed a voice, and I stopped eating.
~WWWWWaaaaaannnnnnt~
I spun around, looking everywhere, but saw nobody.
"Whose there!" I shouted.
~Wwwwwwwwaaaaaannnnnt. Blllllooooood. Prrrrrreeeeaaaaaty Bllllllloooooood.~
I swung myself to the left, knocking over my breakfast, and stood in the middle of my room, looking around wildly.
"Who are you bastard!" I shouted.
Nothing seemed to be different.
The same gray walls, the same small table, and the same bed.
But suddenly, something red oozed from the walls and dribbled down upon the floor and started pooling, and I screamed as I realized it was blood.
~Prrrrrreeeeeaaaaaaty blllllooooooood. Waaaaant mooooooore!~
"Stop it!" I shouted and dropped to my knees, covering my ears. "Stop it!"
The light gray walls were now crimson red, and what light came from the ceiling diminished, and I was in the darkness with blood pooling up to my waist.
I heard footsteps and whipped my head around and some kind of door opened in the wall of blood.
It was a shaodw, but it was terrifying.
It was the shadow of the devil, and its white eyes gleamed, and it gnashed its sharp teeth.
The thing approached me, but I scrambled up, slipping on the blood that was slowly reaching my chest and climbed onto the bed, and screamed as the thing kept approaching me.
My eyes looked around frantically, and I quickly reached over my bed, and snatched up the floating bowl, and flung it at the devil.
It hit him right on the head, and he bellowed an out rage of pain.
I shivered at such a sound, and scrambled back, back hitting the wall.
I felt something crawling up my arm and looked down, and cried out as I saw maggots feeding on my arm.
"Get off of me!" I shouted and started trying to pick them off, but it didn't seem to work, so I frantically started ripping them off.
I heard footsteps approach me and looked up to see more devil things run towards me and I scrambled up and tried to dodge them, but two grabbed me and forced me down, and I gasped as the blood covered my face.
I heard shouting, and felt pain shot up my arm, and I became dizzy, the blood, darkness, devils becoming hazy, and I knew no more.
(*)
My eyes snapped open, and I immediately started thrashing, but felt my arms strapped down, and made me thrash all the more.
I wanted to get out of there!
"Calm yourself Yugi-boy," came that sick voice, and I looked up to see Pegusas sitting on a stool beside my bed, and I noticed his head was bandaged, and a needle was lieing upon the table, half filled.
"What happened?" I demanded as I continued to struggle. "I want out of here!"
"You went through another one of your illusions, and was quite violent this time," he informed and he fingered the bandage across his head. "Since you threw a bowl at me."
"Bastard! Let me out!" I shouted, and struggled even more, and Pegusas reached for the needle, and I winced as I was punctured with it.
I started becoming lethargy and I slowly blinked as I became tired.
"Rest Yugi-boy, you're going to need it."
(*)
"Yugi."
"Yes?"
"I have something to tell you." (Blush)
"What is it Anzu? Do you need help with something?"
"(deep breath) Yugi, I love you. Please don't reject me."
(silence)
"Yugi?"
"You...love me?"
"Yes."
"Anzu."
"Hm?"
"I love you too."
"Yugi (sob)"
Kiss.
(*)
My eyes slowly opened as I lay there.
For once in my right mind.
Tears filled my eyes as I remembered that day, the happiest day of my life, before all this happened.
This time I didn't struggle against the straps, but lay there, staring at the ceiling, remembering.
The door opened but I didn't bother to look who it was, because I already knew for he was the only one who entered this hell hole.
"Yugi-boy, you have a vistor," he said and I looked up.
"Who would want to visit me?" I asked suspiciously.
"You'll just have to wait and see," he said with a grin, and I growled in fustraction.
I was unstrapped from the bed and was led out of my room, and down the hall of more rooms for people who were also mental.
I could hear banging and screaming, and even curses as I passed by door by door.
We passed through another door and instead of being gray and musty it was more bright and more people in white clothing were scrambling everywhere.
But I didn't have time to look, because Pegusas pushed me towards the elevator and pushed up.
I stood there, feeling the sensation of going up, and then we aburtly stopped and the door opened.
We entered inside another gray room, with a guard by a door, but we went right past him and once I went through I came to...another room.
But this time, it was a room that was a bit brighter and I had to squint to see, but it was white and a huge glass wall was in front of me, and on the other side was an old man.
He was short and pudgy, but had a kind face.
He had gray lightening bangs, and wore a bandana that covered the rest of his hair, and possessed fasinating violet eyes.
I was a bit curious in the green overalls he wore with the yellow shirt, since all I've seen was people wearing white and gray.
I saw his eyes sadden and he pressed his hands to the glass, and tears filled his eyes.
"Yugi," he whispered.
I blinked at him, but was shoved towards him, so stood close by the glass wall and stared at him.
"Yugi," he said again and my eyes narrowed.
"Who the hell are you?" I growled.
The old man winced, and a tear splashed down his cheek.
"You don't remember me do you?" he whispered.
I snorted.
"Look, if I god damn knew you then I would have god damn reconized you!" I snapped, but felt bad as he looked deeply hurt.
I took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry. Who are you?" I asked, more quietly and waited for an answer.
"I'm your Grandpa."
".....?"
We were both silent as I prossessed this information, then I grew angery.
"Yeah fucken right! If you were my Grandpa then I wouldn't be dieing in this fucken hell hole!" I shouted as I slammed my fist on the glass wall.
My knuckles cracked but I didn't care.
"Yugi, you can be helped here," he protested.
"Yeah, help me god damn die sooner!" I shouted, and slammed my fist on the wall again.
Suddenly, he gasped.
"Yugi, your hurt! What happened?" he asked, worry in his eyes, and I looked down at my arm and for once, noticed it was bandaged.
The bandages were soaked red with my blood, and was even crusting over with dried blood.
I shoved it behind my back, and glared at the old man.
"None of your damn buisness."
He was silent, before he looked into my eyes, tears falling down his cheeks.
"I'm sorry, I have to go now. Please get well soon Yugi," he whispered as he left the room on the other side of the glass.
I watched him go, and snorted.
"Good riddance to you too," I muttered angrily.
Hands grabbed my arm and I looked up to see Pegusas.
"Now its time for your thearpy," he said sweetly like I was a five year old.
I wrentched my arm away from him, and stomped out of the room with Pegauses behind me.
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Mijikai: So, did I succeed in making it sad? Are people going to flame me? Or review me?
Yami: OO OH MY GOD!
Yugi: I DON'T WANT TO ME MENTAL!!!
Yami: You made Yugi call me a bastard!
Yugi: I don't want to see blood and devils! AND I DON'T WANT PEGUSAS TO BE MY COUNSILER!!!
Mijikai: OO Whoa, calm down. ^^ So anyway, please review, and if its too grusome I'll take it off and post it in Adultfanfiction.