I saw only one... ONE JTHM AND YUGIOH CROSSOVER AND IT WAS ABOUT JOEY!? WHY!?

Anyway not to flame but Joey and Johnny dont have alot in common other than that their names both start with J.

But it was a not bad fic idea still

But compare Nny with Kaiba you get a shit load of similarities with those two.

Anyways since no one else would try this other than that one other guy I decided to do one myself.

I own nothing YuGiOh realted and Johnny the Homicidal Maniac belongs to Jhonen Vasquez.

I own only this story

Please review and enjoy

Blood stained walls, dust covered boxes, rusty chains hanging on the wall, tables covered with all kinds of weaponery, bodies suspended from hooks draining of blood. A gorey sight but not for Johnny C. For this was his home, well the old shack he had to consider 'home', anyways. Johnny hated it down here in this small tormentment of his own delusionary hell. But killing and painting the wall with their blood was all he knew. The maniac sighed tiredly. He tossed his smily faced handled knife over onto a table and heard the blade 'thunk' as the blade made contact with the table getting stabbed in place on the wood. Johnny sighed. He was exhausted. Which was new to him since he never slept. 'Damn it why do i feel so tired all of a sudden?" The maniac questioned to himself. He shrugged and started his way through the endless chasm of stairways and floors. Ever since he had gotten here the large number of basement floors under the building was where he worked. He would drag his victims down here and kill them all one by one or all at once when he felt excited. Johnny smirked as he walked. He could hear the voices of the victims he had yet to kill.

"LET ME OUT!'

"FUCK YOU YOU SICK FUCKER LET ME OUT!"

"PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD LET ME GO!"

'AUGH! THE RATS!'

The smirk turned to a full on grin brimming with insane glee as he heard his victims scream, begging for their pathertic lives. as if they were any help to society. Many of his victims were scum of the earth not worth the ground they even stood on. He chuckled lightly as he walked down the hallway. He turned and entered a room full of old carboard boxes he had long since discarded or forgotten what he had even had put inside of them. Johnny was too lost in his own murderour thoughts to watch for a carboard box that was in his way. He tripped over the box with his metal toed boots and fell flat on his face. The maniac frowned. "STUPID THING!' He sneered throwing the box at the wall making the contents pour out. He huffed and puffed grtting his teeth in anger. He stopped when he saw something land on his head. He frowned and snatched the piece of paper off his head and looked at it. His eyes widened when he saw it was a photograph. In the picture were two boys. One the maniac could recognize was himself as a child. He was holding the camera smiling and had his arm over another boy that was holding the same smile as he was. But the boy had light brown hair and blue eyes. Johnny traced his thumb over the image of the boy. " ...Seto..." He whispered the name on the tip of his tounge but nothing else. "How the fuck doi I know that name?!" Johnny screamed in his mind. He growled gripping the photo in his hand. He put the photo in his trench coat pocket and continued on his way to the upper floors.

"You seem confused."

Johnny growled and glared at the two styrofoam dough boys. Mr. Eff and D-Boy better known as Psycho-Doughboy and Mr. Fuck. Psycho Dough boy was the voice of Johnny's depression and often tried to urge him to kill himself. Mr Eff on the other hand was the force driving Johnny to be insnae. He often urged him to only leave the house to kill and only kill. "Will you two ever shut the fuck up?" Nny sneered. "How rude boy. We are only here to help you." D-Boy chirped. "Some fucking help you are." Nny growled. "Johnny don't listen to them..." Johnny turned to Nail bunny seeing the decaying bunny on the nail nailed to the wall. "Shut up!" growled. "You shut up!" D-Boy growled. "i didn't mean you!" growled. Johnny growled as the two apparations fought "OW EFF LET GO OF MY LEG THAT HURTS!"

"It hurts..."

Johnny gasped and turned he jumped back. He saw the boy he recognized in the photo was on his knees, his body was bare covered in bruises and blood that was covering his legs the most. Johnny was stunned. He had saw this only once before... But he was the victim... No... No it wasnt just him... Johnny bit his lip trembling. "It... It hurts Nny... Why didn't you stop him!? You always said you'd protect me like I protected you back at the orphange!" The boy shouted at him. Johnny fell to his knees and his body began to shake. Pain, regret, anger, disgust, and most of all anguish ran through Nny as he trembled a mess on the floor. The boy stood and limped towards him. "How could you... Let him do that too me... How could you..." He spat glaring at him with hostile blue eyes. Johnny looked down not daring to look at the boys eyes knowing if he did they would shatter what he could only guess was his heart. But why? Why did the memory of this boy tear him up so much inside? What had he done to hurt the boy so much? What did he do? Than it suddenly hit him, like a hazy flash from a old movie projector, he could remember the boy and a older man that looked like a devil and 5 other men. They had grabbed the boy by his collar and dragged him away from Johnny. He could remember both of them shouting and fighting to reach for the other but they never reached each other. The boy, Seto, was taken to another room and the door was slammed shut. Leaving Nny alone and he blacked out. The memory stopped and gave Johnny a pain in his skull equal to a migrane. He ignored the pain in his head and trembled he kept his head down so he didn't face the bleeding boy that stood before him. "I-I didn't mean to leave you back there... Seto... i didn't think he would-" "THAT'S JUST THE THING! YOU NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT ANYTHING! YOU NEVER GAVE A DAMN ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED! You just kept preaching, even now, about how inteeligant you are than the other scum of the earth when YOU'RE NOT!' Seto screamed at Johnny. Johnny said nothing but he could feel the tears falling down his face. "Seto... I-I'm so sorry... I'M SORRY!' He screamed. But he heard nothing just silence. The maniac opened a eye and saw he was alone. The boy that was once his best friend was gone, when he had never actully came to him. Nail Bunny floated up to Johnny as he sobbed silently to himself. "Nny? are you okay?" Nail Bunny asked concerned. Johnny looked at the floating rabbit head with eyes of anguish.

"What did I do wrong?"

Poor Nny he can't remember his best friend or if he's alive or not

Don't worry more will come review and let me know what you think

See ya