A/N: Alright, I really felt like making a Christmas fic so here it is! Chapter one is for the first line of the song "A Partridge in a Pear Tree". Enjoy! And I don't mean to offend anybody with any of the religious references in this story. It's your life, live it as you wish.
Disclaimer: I don't own it…(sigh)
Note: This chapter is rated horror….I can't say anymore or I'll give it away.
On the First Day of Christmas
"Reports are coming in of a recent string of murders. The authorities have dubbed the suspect 'The Christmas Killer'. Already there have been a number of deaths at this man's had and law enforcement is advising everyone to remain..." The reporter's monotonous tone droned on as several violent crime scene photos flashed before the T.V. screen.
"How terrible…" a soft voice whispered as an image of a woman, garbed in the likeness of the virgin Mary lay dead in yard full of blood stained Christmas decorations.
"It's alright Yugi." A baritone voice chanted soothingly, tanned arms drawing the thin figure in his lap closer towards him.
"It's just…those poor people." The smaller boy chocked, tears in glistening in the corners of his amethyst eyes as a beheaded Santa Claus appeared upon the television.
"Shhh little one it's alright…I'm sure the authorities will catch him…" the taller replied, smoothing Yugi's wild mane of hair as the pale teen sobbed softly into his shoulder.
"You're right Yami…" Yugi replied after a minute, wiping away the tears that clung to his eyelashes and offering up a small smile.
The taller of the two smiled back, embracing Yugi tightly before releasing his grip and looking him straight in the eyes. "I know what'll make you feel better." He whispered, nuzzling the tips of their noses together before standing up and striding over towards the kitchen. "Now…how many marshmallows do you like in your hot chocolate?" The Egyptian called.
Yugi giggled. "As many as you can fit in the glass!"
He heard Yami's low and hearty chuckle reverberate through the hallway as the familiar sound of rummaging through cabinets met his ears. After several moments of rustling and clamoring, Yami returned to the living room, holding an empty box of coco upside down and shaking his head. "Looks like we're all out, love." He muttered with a sad smile.
"Oh." Yugi whispered and Yami saw his entire expression fall.
"But I could go get some more!" The Egyptian added quickly.
"Really?!" the smaller exclaimed, light instantly returning to his previously dejected eyes.
"Of course, anything for you aibou." Yami swooped down and planted a light kiss upon his hikari's lips before pulling away. "I won't be long!" he called, yanking a thick woolen sweater over his head, slipping on his boots and fastening a scarf around his throat. "Wait for me angel!" he laughed, pulling the door open so that the icy outdoor air blew in for a minute, before disappearing with the Egyptian, a few melting snowflakes the only remnants of its existence.
Yugi giggled, staring at the doorway through which his yami had vanished for a few more seconds before letting his gaze shift back to the television screen. "The Christmas Killer is said to have last been seen in the Domino area. Police are urging anyone who knows of his whereabouts to…" Yugi lifted the remote and shifted through the channels before landing on what seemed like an entertaining program. Sighing, Yugi settled back into his chair, raised the volume of the T.V. and began to sing along with the cartoons on the screen as they broke out into a rousing chorus of "The Twelve Days of Christmas" completely oblivious to the creaking of the front door as a dark figure stepped softly into the hallway.
The black, hooded figure inched forward, hands drifting into its pockets, only to emerge holding a gleaming dagger. Swiftly he crept over to the couch where Yugi sat, raising the blade high above his head as the teen sang "On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me-"
Yami hummed merrily to himself, the grocery bag holding his precious cargo swinging jauntily beside him. 'This is Yugi's favorite brand of hot chocolate! Oh the look on his face when he sees this!' the Egyptian thought energetically, shaking a few stray snowflakes from his spiky hair and laughing, his breath forming a small gray cloud before his frozen face.
He rounded a corner, crimson eyes landing upon the familiar outline of the game shop where he and Yugi lived. He raised an eyebrow at the lights that now glittered in their yard. 'Strange…' he thought, as he continued towards the house. 'I don't remember putting up any ligh-' the Egyptian froze, crimson eyes wide with shock. The grocery bag fell from his limp hand and landed with a crash on the frost covered sidewalk. But Yami didn't care, he was already sprinting towards the shop, heart hammering madly in his chest as his eyes filled with tears. "No…please… it can't be…" when he was close enough to get a full view to the yard, the Egyptian felt his heart stop.
There, dangling in the pear tree that rested in front of the building, strung up by neck with multicolored Christmas lights…was Yugi. His once bright eyes were now empty and devoid of life, his delicate skin had acquirered a grotesque blue tint and blood tricked down from the corners of his gapping mouth.
"No!!!!!!!!!!!" Yami screamed, dashing towards the tree and clinging to Yugi's dangling ankle, causing the corpse to sway limply at the force. "Yugi! Oh god! Yugi!" tears cascaded from his crimson eyes like waterfalls, as he clung to the icy cold skin.
"On the first day of Christmas …" an eerily voice sang slowly from directly behind him.
Yami whirled around only to be met by the blade of a knife pressed tightly to his throat, forcing him to stumble backwards into the trunk of the tree. His attacker's features were hidden by the black hood pulled up over his face. Only two gleaming specks of crimson could be seen within the inky depths.
"My true love gave to me…A partridge in a pear tree…" his voice rasped and cackled out the lyrics in a mocking and ominous tone.
"You…" Yami chocked, feeling the razor edged sink deeper into the thin membrane of his neck. "You…Yugi…"
Yami swore he saw a flash of white within the hooded shadows as the figure gave him a maniacal smile.
"Merry Christmas…" he whispered in a sing song voice, before swiping the dagger across Yami's throat.
A/N: Please don't kill me! (ducks under bed to hide from torch wielding readers) The next chapter will be a romance/comedy I swear! Please review!
P.S. I hope you all got that Yugi was the partridge in the peartree. See you next chapter!
-YG