"What are you thinking off right now, Mr. Jounouhi?"

I shrugged, of course I was thinking about something, but considering my current thoughts were related to homicide, it would be for the best to keep them to myself."

"Nothing at all..?"

I shook my head and reminded myself of rule number one: Usage of voice should absolutely be avoided. So instead of bothering with words, I hung my head and fixated my gaze upon the ring embracing my left thumb. I couldn't help but smile.

"why are you smiling Katsuya..?"

I looked up to glare at the man in front of me. Now that this rediculous facial expression called smiling had ruined everything and had put to waste all the effort it took for the previous 37 minutes of emotionless invulnerability, there was only one way to avoid further complications.

"Smiling sir..? I cannot imagine any reason for me to smile and therefor I think that your previous statement is inaccurate." Focussing my gaze on his forhead to make sure I'd win the staring contest that would automatically follow.

Only the ticking of an old clock broke the cold silence that filled the room during our heated eyeball showdown. Normally it would not have gotten this far and if it had, I wouldn't have had any trouble controlling the current situation.

But today... today was different. My head just wasn't in the game. Thoughts... continously haunting me. Why..? Why did he show up..? Why did he show up after so long..?

No! This was not the time to think about that. My mind needed to get back to earth right now! Cause if not, I had to risk my bunkbed for a sleepover in isolation.

"I trust you Katsuya, you know that right?"

I nodded. Rule number one was back into effect.

"But, Mr Jounouchi, for you to get well again this trust needs to be mutual. You understand that right?"

Do like you always do Jou, look him into the eye and nod! Just look him into the eye and nod. That's all you have to do, to be able to return to safety. Do it! LOOK HIM IN THE EYE!

"Why are you looking away Katsuya, do you not trust me? Perhaps you should prove your trust and tell me exactly what happened to Seto Kaiba December 26th."

It wasn't a question. It was a demand. I had lost the game and there was only one thing left for me to do. Only one last emergency bottun to push "I'm sorry, I just... can't... co- con-control.

I quickly got up from the wooden chair and threw myself against the tower of flesh who was guarding the only door in the tiny space my session was held in. Rooms like these were especially made for all the mentally scared prisoners inhabiting the facility. They served the purpose to guarantee the safety of the 50 million shrinks that were employed by said facility.

The tower of flesh didn't even budge and quickly had me overpowered. the shrink calmly stated his verdict. "Administer calming drugs and put patient 764-1b into isolation."

While I was roughly dragged to the most daunting area of the facility and all my thoughts quickly slipped away from my conscious mind, there was only one thing that kept haunting me. The name Seto Kaiba. This was all his fault. If only I had never fucked him... If only I had never fallen for him...