Pairing: SetoxJou / Yami+Bakura / Yugi+Ryou / Honda+Otogi
Beta: JennieB. - The top of the pop.
Chapter twoThe next two days were ones of absolute grief and fright for the students of Domino High – especially the ones that had been at Ryou’s house on the fated night. Honda, in particular, hadn't shown up at school since. None of his friends knew what to say or do to comfort him. The funeral had been silent and disturbing. CEO’s and public figures from all around the city had shown up, paying their last respects to Otogi. Jou was at his best friend’s side, and Seto was beside him, silent as the grave. What they could possibly say? Newspapers and television stations from around the city had started to investigate and speculate about the causes of death for the raven-haired CEO. Otogi's friends had been called to the police station, to give their statements, but after those initial two days, the case had been dropped due to a lack of evidence. Jou had gone every day to Honda’s house because he just knew that if he left his friend alone, he would do something stupid. He was one of only a few people who knew how much Honda had loved Otogi. And during his visits, he couldn’t help but remember the words Mizuki had spoken at the party.
“It was her! He was bleeding on the floor of the bathroom, and his eyes were gone. It was Bloody Mary! I told you she was real, and now he’s dead!”That couldn’t have been real. Even if was – which it couldn’t be, Jou reminded himself – Mizuki had been the one to speak her name into the mirror. So why was Otogi dead? And would it happen again?
“Jou?”
The blond shook himself from his thoughts and looked at his best friend. “Yes Honda?”
“Do you think…it had something to do with the ‘Bloody Mary’ thing?”
“What? What are you talking about?” Was he reading minds now?!
“Mizuki came here to talk with me,” Honda replied with a sigh. He had been doing that a lot lately. “She looked so guilty and sad. But…it’s just her imagination, isn’t it? That’s not possible; this is just a legend!”
“That’s what I was going to tell you,” the blond lied, and he reached out to touch his friend’s arm. “There’s no way some random chick could come out of the mirror and kill Otogi. Besides…Mizuki was the one who called for her.”
Honda shook his head and whispered, “I can’t stop seeing those black holes in place of his green eyes, Jou. It’s like, burned in my brain; I can’t remove it. And…” The brunette sighed again. “After all of the weird things that have happened to us, I’m not so sure that this is just a legend.”
“But it doesn’t make sense!” Jou was trying to make Honda's mind turn away from the subject.
“I know it doesn’t, okay? But…look at the facts man!” Honda got up and went to the window, observing the day outside. It was chilly, and the sky was overcast.
The blond got up from the bed and approached his friend, stopping when he was beside him. He leaned against the glass with his forehead and closed his eyes, trying to think of something to say that could alleviate some of the pain in Honda’s heart. But all he could think about was one thing:
‘It will happen again?’-----
He looked at himself in the mirror and frowned. He had to do something to ease her sadness, but he didn’t know what would accomplish that. And then he had an idea. “Mizuki, could you come here for a minute?”
The blond girl entered the bathroom and hugged her boyfriend from behind, pressing a kiss to his naked shoulder blades. “What is it baby?”
“I want you to hear something,” the boy said and he looked into her blue eyes through the reflection of the mirror. “Bloody Mary…”
“No, stop!” exclaimed Mizuki, stepping back.
“…Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary.”
The girl started to breathe faster. One minute passed. Then two. Carl smirked. “See? Nothing happened. We can wait longer if you want.”
Mizuki approached him again, and hugged him forcefully. “Don’t do that again, please!”
He put his hands over hers. “I want to stop your suffering. It was not your fault, baby; it was bad luck, bad timing.”
“Okay…okay. I will stop thinking about this, but promise me you won’t do something like that again!”
He kissed her hand. “I promise.”
She smiled and made him turn around so she could kiss him on the lips. They embraced for several minutes until she finally stepped back and smiled. “I guess I will let you take that shower now.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to join me?” teased the boy.
“I will wait for you outside,” Mizuki giggled, kissing him one more time before leaving the bathroom.
Carl smiled and then sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror again. He bent his head to splash some water on his face, and he notice that his reflection stayed in place. He grabbed a towel and dried his face. When he looked up again, he frowned. Something was wrong. The reflection snarled, and Carl stepped back with a gasp. The reflection of his own face was staring at him intensely, and he felt something odd burning inside of him.
“She doesn’t know, does she?”
He was going crazy. It was the only way he could explain the fact that his reflection had just
talked to him. He started to breathe faster. It was no mistake. His body was burning.
“You didn’t tell her how you killed that little kid? How immature and irresponsible you are for running away, without helping him, after you hit that boy with your bike? You are a murderer!” The reflection’s words were cruel and cold. Blood started to roll down the reflection’s cheeks, coming out from his eyes. “Nobody knew what happened to that little boy, and his mother cried for months. You never opened your pretty little mouth, did you?”
Carl touched his cheek and noticed it was wet. He looked at his fingertips and gasped. Blood. He looked at the reflection again, and more blood poured from his eyes.
“Murderer! Immature! Irresponsible! You don’t deserve to live!” screamed the reflection, his own voice echoing in his ears.
His whole body convulsed and he screamed in pain, his back hitting the wall behind him. He dropped to the floor, his blood burning, his eyes hurting like hell, and then he remembered the little boy he had killed accidentally over a year ago.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” mumbled the boy.
More blood poured from his eyes until one of them exploded. He screamed, his mind barely conscious of its surroundings. He saw the blurry outline of a shadow enter the door, and heard the scream of terror. He knew it was Mizuki, and in that second he was terribly sorry for ever doubting her fears.
“Carl! Oh my God!”
He gave her a weak smile before he started convulsing on the floor. His second eye exploded and bled all over the white floor. His last breath came as a gasp for forgiveness.
“No, don’t you do this to me!”
The blond girl screamed again as she grabbed at her boyfriend's dead body and saw the two black holes that had replaced his once beautiful hazel eyes.
TBC
