Yugi starred down at the cement floor, it was gray and dull, hard against his bare feet, since his boots had had steal duds that, evem though they were very dull, were considered weapons.
The concreate scratched his feet and he thought at some point he had nicked his heel. But his face showed no emotion, he kept his blank gaze at the ground, and didn't move his arms.
He couldn't.
They had put him in a straight jacket.
It hurt his arms a bit, but every day he was allowed out to exercise, and to eat, while in two guards watchful eye, and to go to the bathroom, but otherwise, he was in no way ever possibly free.
He was terribly unstable, but since this mental asylum had many other insane characters dumped from another full looney bin, he was to be put with the worst case there. And That case was at his level of unstabability, so they imagined he would most likely cope.
Or die in the process. But oh well, life wasn't that great anyways.
Pffft, fat chance I'd really say that!
He scowled at his thought but then was abruntley shoved against the wall with a hand clamped over his mouth, he looked at the guard as he made a shushing motion, his stare was blank, but he was questioning this guards sanity at the moment, doing something so stupid and-
"WHAT THE F#$ ARE YOU A$HOLES DOING?! GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT! I DON'T WANT FOOD, I DON'T WANT YOUR DAMNED DOCTORS, GET OUT!!!"
He jumped out of his skin, and lashed out with his legs almost instantly, trying to move his hands to grope around for a knife he knew he didnt have, but the guard kept his mobility small and his voice silent, until the guard calmed who was ever in the room down.
It seemed like hours more then minutes.
Now you see, Yugi had grown all his life with a torturous father, and friends who were also thrown in a mental asylum, so he wasn't cute and innocent, he was a bit taller, and his eyes were narrower, his bangs longer, but he was still amethyst and albino, still with a starshaped head, and still a bit short he had to be looked down on.
"#4, we're here to bring you your new room mate, you've heard your getting one?" The guard looked tense and hesitant, a hand to his tazor, and his other reached out only briefly and then went closer to his gun on the other side of him.
"Yes, I've damn heard of him, you think I'm deph as you think im blind too, which im not? You are deffinatley F#$ed up people, whatever I dont give a damn!"
He heard some smashing, and a bead of persperation ran down the side of his face, suddenly the guard took his shoulder and shoved him over to the other guard, who looked at him sadly, with the 'Your-hopeless-im-sorry' looks that some people in the cafeteria of the place had given him, he showed the first sign of emotion that day, which was a heavy glare that made the guard visibly flinch.
And then he was shoved in, he hit the ground hard and a hiss of pain escaped, but nothing more, he squeezed his eyes shut, and waited till the metal door slammed shut after a few seconds, and sat up.
Starring at the ground and only seeing the mans bare sun kissed tan feet and leather pants over a bed edge and he struggled to stand up, and sat on the opposite bed.
They stayed silent for many exasperating minutes, neither moving or looking at the other, or more so Yugi not looking at the man, but feeling his stare bore into him.
"Yami Atemu." The stranger without a known face suddenly said, making Yugi snap away form his thoughts and uncomfortableness for a second. "Pardon?"
"Tch, my name is Yami Atemu!" The man seemed a bit aggrivated but didn't do anything violent, Yugi shifted a bit.
"Yugi Mutou."
"You look like an angry dog who is forcefully awaiting its masters command, look up for living Ra's sake, you'll make me more wired then I already am."
Yugi noticed that the man had fidgeted and scooted around a bit, a bit hyper seeming. And he looked up, and widened his eyes, and looked right back down, or almost fell over, he caught himself quickly though and forced himself to look up again.
He looked at angry, hostile, and glinting blood-crimson eyes and sun kissed skin that shined, flawless, and no where near the sickly pale he was, but their hair were the same star shaped, but This Yami man had lightning bolt up the star spikes instead of just bangs.
He himself, as he said, was albino pale, almost sickly, but just before that shade, his amethyst eyes sparked with uncertainty and paranoia.
"......" Yami figeted in his own straight jacket and twiddled his bare toes frustratedly, turning so he was not facing Yugi, but the wall with the barred window on it. "Don't ask any questions, I can't stand questions, they piss me off."
Yami visibly twitched, Yugis face had drained of emotion again and his stare was blank, he nodded and tried to move his elbows a bit, but failed and snarled under his breath, turning and laying down.
An hour later a bell rang trillingly, ear-bleedingly loud. Yugi cried out and fell right off the bed, Yami bairly flinched, when the bell stopped Yugi was starring at the ceiling emotionless again and didnt even try to get up.
Two guard came in with two trays, they smelled putrid, and Yugi's eyes watered at the awful smell, he coughed a bit and closed his mouth. One guard held him gruffly on the shoulder and sat him on the bed, setting the tray down and picking up some food but Yugi spat.
"If you think I'm going to eat that god-awful-to-hell smelling crap then think again. I bet you feed the less un-stable much more normal food, and us up here who are unstable? We're just sitting here for no cause, whats the point of feeding us well? Well guess what, Mr. I'm so worthless I can't eat decent smelling food says to Piss Off!"
This isnt the normal 18 year old cutesy afraid kid you used to see a few years ago, this Yugi was hostile and paranoid, and he had developed a odd case of AD himself, and out of nowhere he would be mentally insane and normal the next. And he was just normal today, but this ticked him off.
The guard set the tray on the sidetable and sat silently for a second. Before slapping him and throwing him to the bed in a death grip.
"You listen here, #5, you are going to either eat your food as given, or quietly deny it, you arn't going to get in my face, understand?! I am fully armed and if you seemingly threaten me, I can hurt you badly!"
Yami suddenly let out a hostile snarl. "You Dare to threaten him or me ever again, its going to be you who gets badly hurt. So as Yugi here said. PISS OFF A#$HOLES!!!" The guards yelped and grabbed the trays, running out and slamming the door.
Yugi just layed there, staring at the ceiling, starring in suprise, in confusion, a bit of unease. He didn't say anything.
"Yugi, are you hurt?" Yami asked blankly, his eyes were cold and glaring at the door, hostility was heavy like a hail storm, and Yugi twitched a bit at the heavy anger.
"Yes I'm fine." He didn't say thank you because Yami most likely did it so the guards would leave, he sensed he really hated the guards.
They stayed in Silence, utter Silence, as if a death had recently occured, and the feeling weighed horribly on the air.
And it didn't change.
