House of Cards

"Police are asking for your help in the serial rape and murder
cases happening on Kisaki Street in Domino city




A/N: I am not
responsible for my muse. I am not
responsible for my muse. I am not
responsible for my muse...

 

Thanks for reviewing everyone. After writing this chapter, I don't have the heart to
respond. But I do appreciate you.

 

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"Police are asking for your help in the serial rape and
murder cases happening on Kisaki Street in Domino city. In the last eight weeks, there have been ten
murders, and at least as many rapes.
Only two people have survived the attacks. The first, 19 year old Yugi Mutou, apparently has no memory of
the attack. The other, 24 year old
Kikaku Otsu, was suffocated while he was in the hospital. No word as to whether the suffocation was related
to the series of crimes. If you have
any information regarding this case, you are urged to call the Domino City
Police Department.

 

The News has been brought to you by:

 

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Jounouchi tuned out the television in the waiting room. Yugi was getting his cast off today and
going in for physical therapy.
Jounouchi had tried to convince him to see a councilor, but that had
just resulted in Yugi screaming at him that he was fine.

 

At least Yugi had screamed.
Since Yugi had remembered the night, he had hardly said a word to
anyone. Even the other Yugi hadn't come
out to speak much. Jounouchi tried to
get Yugi to talk to him; to tell him what he had remembered, but he simply would
not. Jounouchi also knew that his small
friend had a strong will. He wasn't
going to be able to convince him of anything until he was ready.

 

Yugi had insisted on going back to work at the game shop,
even though his grandfather had told him he could wait. The wheelchair prevented him from getting
most things off the shelf, so his grandfather stayed there with him. At least that was what his grandfather told
him. Jounouchi told him about the night
he remembered, and of the subsequent flashbacks. Each one was scary to behold, and Jounouchi was frightened that
he would have one with no one around.

 

The thing that worried Jounouchi the most was Yugi's
eyes. Yugi had always looked at the
world with wide eyes. They had always
had a sparkle in them, and they had always been happy, even when he was scared
or in pain. Something was missing from
his eyes now. They were hollow. They lacked life. They lacked whatever it was that made Yugi Yugi.

 

"Now remember, Mr. Mutou, don't put your full weight on
that leg. I'll see you in two
days." Yugi emerged from the
physical therapist's office on crutches.
"You have the wheelchair still if you need it, but I want you to
try and use the crutches as much as possible."

 

Yugi muttered a thank you as he hobbled next to Jounouchi
and into the elevator.

 

"So, Yug, how's it feel to have your leg free?"

 

"It's ok."

 

"Aw, come on Yug!
You've been wanting that thing off for ages! Did ya scratch it?"

 

"Hmm. Oh. Yeah."

 

They got out of the elevator in silence. Yugi maneuvered over to the passenger side
of Jounouchi's car and got in.

 

Come on little bud.
I miss ya. I'm your best
friend. Talk ta me. "You wanna get some fast food?"

 

"Yeah, sure."

 

*******

 

*Aibou, you cannot keep me locked in here forever. Please let me out!*

 

*If you promise to leave me alone.*

 

*You know I can't do that!*

 

*Yes. You can! I don't want you butting into my mind. Just leave me be!*

 

*I won't 'butt into your mind' I just want to help you. I just want to be your other half
again. I want us to be a whole.*

 

*Promise.*

 

*I promise I won't go digging through your mind.*

 

*Done.*

 

Yami watched the door to his soul room swing open. He walked over to his other side's
room. What used to me a wooden door now
was hard metal. And it was locked. He knew better than to try and open it. He needed Yugi's trust, and he wasn't going
to break it.

 

Yugi appeared before him in the corridor separating their
soul rooms. Yami resisted the urge to
gasp aloud. Yugi's cheeks were sunken
in, and his eyes were dead. He was even
skinnier than before. *Oh. Aibou!*

 

*Don't! You said you
would leave me alone. So leave me
alone.*

 

Yami let a tear roll down his face as his other half went
back to his body. The door to his soul
room was still opened and he walked back in.
As he did, the door slammed shut.
He tested it, once again, it was locked.

 

Oh. Aibou. Please let me in!

 

*******

 

Finally he was alone.
Jounouchi had gone to work, and he had somehow or another convinced him
that he didn't need a babysitter.

 

Hands pulled his hair, yanking him where they wanted him to
go. Not n. n. They aren't here. Just a flashback. He
calmed himself down. He put his hand to
head where his hair had been grabbed.
He touched the long, pointy spike and walked into the bathroom.

 

He took out a pair of scissors. Taking the blond bang at the front of his face, he winced as he
cut it. His hair had long identified
him as Yugi Mutou. Slowly, he took the
next bang, opened the scissors and cut it as well. My hair will never be used against me again. NEVER.

 

Piece by piece, his hair fell to the ground in a swirl of
yellow, red, and black. He went into
the medicine cabinet and pulled out Jounouchi's electric razor. Starting at the front, and working his way
to the back, he evened out the chunks all over his head.

 

Calmly, he went to the closet and grabbed the broom and a
plastic bag. Limping back into the
bathroom, he swept the hair into the bag, making sure none of it was left on
the floor to bother Jounouchi when he got home.

 

He threw the bag away in his room and went to bed. It felt weird not having any hair between
his head and the pillow, but he soon fell into a restless sleep.

 

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*Meep* I can't
believe I just did that...Are there any fanartists out there who could do a
picture of Yugi without hair? I'm
having a hard time picturing it, and I can't draw anything other than
flowers.