House of Cards

Yami was right




Ok, another chapter.
My head aches, my fingers ache, and this story jumped in a completely
different direction then where I thought it was heading. ARG!

 

For those who are interested, I drew a picture of Yugi
without hair. http:// www.
yugiohfanfic. com/mimiyugi2.JPG
(remove the spaces, I'll put up a link in my profile as well.)

 

Thanks again to all of my reviewers!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

******

Yami was right.
After Yugi had told his story, things were much easier, for the most
part. He was still having nightmares
and flashbacks. The flashbacks were the
worst. He had been having those more
lately, every time the news came on, and they showed the pictures the sketch
artist had drawn. Every time he saw
those pictures, his heart would race, and he would not be able to breathe. Yami had helped him during the panic attacks
and flashbacks.

 

He and Yami had grown closer than Yugi had thought
possible. Their relationship had
blossomed, but never went passed the holding stage. Yami had tried to kiss him once, in Yugi's soul room, and caused
one of the worst flashbacks Yugi had had.
Yami took control of the body until Yugi had regained some semblance of
control.

 

Physical therapy was going well too. Yugi was now able to stand and walk for
short periods. However, his leg would
ache whenever it was overcast, and, a couple of times, he had been caught out
of the house without his crutc and and simply could not walk on it.

 

He bent down behind the glass display case that housed all
of the shop's rare items and cards. Htarttarted dusting it when the bell that signaled someone entering the shop
chimed.

 

"Yeah Mike, you need to meet this girl. I bet she's never even had a real man
before. 'll'll show her what it's
like."

 

"He's not a real man. I bet he's never even had a real man before. Let's show him what it's like." Yugi's heart was pounding in his ears. He had heard that voice before. Just before the men had ripped off his
pants. *Yami...*
bsp;bsp;

*I know, Aibou. Let
me out.*

 

However, Yugi was beyond being reachable at that point. He curled into a ball and was shaking
visibly behind the cabinet. He couldn't
move, he couldn't speak. "Have
you fag-boy? Have you ever had a real
man before? I guess not...you're
so..."

 

"Yugi."
His grandfather's voice brought him back to reality.

 

"Grandpa," he whispered, "that's
them." He looked at his
grandfather with shimmering violet eyes, and his grandfather knew exactly what
he meant.

 

"Someone will be with you in a moment. I need to check the store room for
something."

 

*Aibou, let me out.*

 

Yugi had no problems complying.

 

Yami stood up from behind the cabinet and walked over to the counter. "What can I help you with?"

 

His crimson eyes flashed dangerously as he looked at the
men. Only two of them were there, but
he recognized them from the sketches and Yugi's memory instantly.

 

"Yeah, I'm looking for something I can send to my
sister for her birthday. She likes
board games, someone told me to come here."

 

*He doesn't recognize me.*

 

*You don't mean enough to him to be worth recognizing. Bes, es, your hair is gone.*

 

"How old is your sister?"

 
uot;uot;She's 7, is there a "Hello Kitty"
game?"

 

"I think we may have one. Why don't you play a game with me, I'll give it to you for free
if you win."

 

*Yami...*

 

"You've got a deal.
If I can choose the game."

 

"You may, any game in this shop."

 

"That one."
He pointed at a box containing "Battleship".

&nb
&
"Fine. I have
an open one in back."

 

He walked into the store room. Yugs shs shaking so hard in his soul room that Yami was afraid it
would fall apart.

 

"Yugi, the police are on the way. Are you alright? Do you want me to go out there?"

 

Yami shook his head.
"I can handle them."

 

*Yugi, I need you to calm down. Relax!*

 

*I...I can't stop shakingI'mI'm scared. So scared.*

 

*I understand.
Aibou, no harm will come to you.
Your grandfather and I are here, and we will not allow anything to
happen. Take deep breaths. Nothing bad will happen. Now relax!*

 

*O...ok.*

 

Yami brought out the game and placed the ships where he
thought they needed to be. The man on
the other side of the counter did the same.
As they went, Yami called the shadow realm around them. The man was too preoccupied toice.ice.

 

Yami methodically picked off the man's ships. "I win. You lose. Mind..."

 

*YAMI! NO!*
bsp;bsp;

*Yugi, he lost in a shadow game. He hurt you. He will
be punished.*

 

*The police are here.
They will take care of the punishing.
I want to see him put into jail.
Please. Let the police take
him.* Yugi was shaking again.

 

Yami withdrew his power, and the shadows faded around
him. The po off officers placed
handcuffs on the man and his friend.
"You're coming with us," said one of the police officers.

 

"Mr. Mutou," the other said, "would you mind
coming with us? We have some questions
to ask you."

 

Yugi took control of the body, "I...yes. I'll come."

 

*******

 

Yugi was worse than ever.
After he spoke at the police station, he went back to the game shop with
his grandfather. Every time the door
opened, he jumped. Before long, the
jumping became full-blown anxiety attacks.
His grandfather took him up to his old room during one of them.

 

"Yugi," he said, "stop trying to push
yourself. You need to rest, physically,
and mentally. You've been through an
ordeal, it's time to give yourself a break."

 

Yami had agreed with him.
Yugi lay down in bed, and pulled the covers around himself. He was so cold. He was scared, he shook and shivered, and he wouldn't speak when
anyone came near him. He was
worthless. His grandfather, the man who
raised him, who knew him better than anyone else, had confirmed it. No one wanted him around, but he wasn't
strong enough to leave.

 

He cried, and he trembled.
He ignored the voice in his mind.
His other half didn't know anything.
He was from a different time.
Yugi knew he should have been killed that night. It was his fault so many people had
died. Shirley had died because of
him. Many others had died because he
hadn't told what he knew earlier. He
couldn't even remember right away so he could tell. He was utterly worthless. He curled into a ball on the bed, covering
his head with the comforter, and fell asleep.

 

*******

 

"Two of the men resibleible for the rapes and murders
on Kisaki street have been caught. The
privates in the U.S. Army are being held in prison here until a trial has taken
place. As of right now, it is believed
that all of the men responsible are members of the U.S. Army..."

 

*******

 

There's more coming...but I need a break, I've been working
on this all day! *meep*

Side note: I'm not attacking the U.S. Army. I have tons of respect for all of our men in unm whm who are fighting for our rights. I wanted the attackers to be American. The only logical reason I could think for them to be in Japan for such an extended period of time was that they were in the armed services. Sorry for any toes I may have stepped on