This chapter is well, short. I do not own Yugioh, enjoy!
Chapter 4
Yugi awoke encased in arms, his arms, so he screamed. High pitched, at the top of his lungs, in the place where he knew his ears were. The reaction was instant as he was shoved away against the wall that the bed was pressed up against.
"I don't like your wake up calls, Yugi." he whispered.
"And I-I like my personal space." He said back staring into hard crimson eyes.
"You live with me. You have no personal space." He whispered back before growling under his breath.
"Get up crazy, it's breakfast time!" a shout and pounding on the door broke their intense eye contact.
Standing up on the bed, Yugi climbed over him and went to the bathroom. He followed him, he always did, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, arms folded across his chest. Yugi quickly did his business, and washed his hands and left the bathroom. Dressing into a clean white outfit, Yugi exited the room. Going down the hallway, Yugi trailed his hand against the white wall, ignoring the presence of his demon. He wondered briefly if everyone was back to normal from their melt downs yesterday. He was, but that was thanks to Atem withholding the nightmares. If he hadn't, Yugi knew he would be in worse condition than he had been yesterday.
He felt the smugness radiating off of him. Whether it was from Yugi using his name, or knowing that Atem knew, that he knew, that Atem had complete control over his mental state he couldn't be sure. Though, from how the smugness he felt pressed against his back was growing he figured it was from both thoughts.
Walking into the cafeteria Yugi made his way over to the table they had been using before. There he saw Ryou sitting on the opposite side of the table from Akeifa, and Malik pressed as far as he could be against Marik. Yugi walked over and sat down in a chair and Atem immediately sat down next to him. Like Yugi he seemed to be assessing the states of the others.
"How are you guys this morning?" Yugi asked.
"Better." Malik responded. Ryou nodded his head in agreement.
"Me too." Yugi said quietly.
"What did he do?" Malik asked pointing to Atem.
"Withheld the nightmares. Yours?" Yugi said quietly.
"Held me close all night." Malik said. They both turned to Ryou, but when it became apparent that he wasn't going to share and just remain silent, they looked to Akeifa.
"I stayed on the other side of the room as far away from him as I could get without actually leaving the room." Akeifa responded in a tired and bored tone.
"Malik." A voice spoke up that was none of theirs. Yugi looked over by Malik's elbow to see a small boy with spiked black hair and hazel eyes.
"Yes Mokuba?" Malik asked kindly. Yugi wondered what a small child was doing in here in the first place, and how did Malik know him?
"It's Isis, they're taking her away." He said through tears that started forming on the corners of his eyes pointing to the cafeteria doors.
"No!" Malik shouted getting up and bolting out the doors. Ryou sat there staring off towards where Malik had disappeared before getting up and running out himself. It was like he suddenly realized that something bad was happening and he needed to stop it. Yugi hadn't known Isis for more than a day, but Marik's words rang in his ears and mind.
"She stands between us and buffoons who really believe that they have Schizophrenia. If you don't want Yugi to be told constantly that you don't exist, I'd keep her around."
Yugi bolted out of his own seat and raced down the hallways to get to Isis's room. He arrived as Malik was struggling to get past a guard to stop them from taking her away. Isis was putting up a fight too though, she was arguing with a man who had long silver hair and light brown eyes. He was wearing a red and pink pinstriped suit, and looked utterly bored with the arguments being thrown at him.
"They'll be killed if they're left under your care. Either by you or their own hands, they will die." Isis spat at the man.
"Isis, Isis, Isis. Ryou has been in your care for ten years, and Malik five, you didn't honestly believe we were going to put another in your incompetent hands did you?" the man asked.
"You put me in charge of them because I can see the beasts, and you know that. What's changed Pegasus?" Isis asked.
"They can still see them, nothing's changed. So we're going to stop with your methods and use our own. We feel that the only way to make them see that there isn't anything there is for us to separate them from their fantasies." Pegasus said looking over to smile warmly at them. Malik stopped struggling against the guards to cling to Marik's arm.
"You can't. They become basket cases when separated for even short periods of times from their demons. From their fantasies as you call them. They become mentally unstable." Isis panicked.
"Enough of this, get her out of here." Pegasus said jerking his thumb.
"NOOOOOOO!" Ryou screamed, scaring Yugi, and ducking under the guard's arms to cling to Isis.
"Let go you little brat." A guard said flinging him away from her.
"No! She's the only one who knows how to calm him, how to calm Akeifa." Ryou said trying to get back to her but was restrained this time by Akeifa not the guards.
"They're worse than we thought, they've given names to their illusions. Grab the small one here, we'll start with him." Pegasus said as he pointed to Ryou.
Ryou moved, and moved, and moved. He wasn't really moving, Akeifa had an arm wrapped around his waist and he was moving, but to the people who couldn't see Akeifa it looked like Ryou was moving somehow without moving his legs. Ryou finally ended upside down on the ceiling.
"Are you sure they're illusions?" one of the guards asked looking from Ryou hovering on the ceiling to Pegasus.
"Of course I'm sure, now grab one of them!" he commanded.
Atem wrapped a firm arm around his waist and Marik did the same to Malik. In the same movement Yugi looked as if he was sort of laying across the ceiling but with his feet hanging down, and Malik looked as if he wasn't trying to bump his head on the ceiling. The guards stared up at them as Yugi seemed to turn and hover next to the wall as Yami carried him back down the hallway towards their room.
With Isis gone, as well as her protection, who knew what would happen to them. The demons would have to be on high alert for anything out of the ordinary. Yugi had a feeling that they would try to do anything to get them in their clutches and use whatever they could to separate them. Isn't that what Yugi wanted though? What he had begged for from the very beginning? Separation, it was a foreign and yet familiar word to him, and he craved its possibilities.
"Not while I'm around you won't." he whispered.
Atem dropped him on the ground, and jumped off the wall himself to punch in the numbers to get into the room. Grabbing Yugi by the collar of his shirt he flung him into the room and shut the door. Yugi stopped himself from landing flat on his face by throwing out his hands. When Yugi turned to Atem he was letting a sort of blackish purplish smoke roll of his hands and onto the floor, walls, and ceiling. Yugi started to freak out. He had seen this before, but in his nightmares, and that's all he thought it was, a nightmare. He knew that with this smoke came monsters, monsters that tried to eat your soul.
"Shut up!" he commanded. Whether to his thoughts or his hyperventilating Yugi was unsure what he was supposed to shut up.
"Both, now shut up!" He said crossing the room in three long strides to where Yugi was huddled on the ground and picking him up by the front of his shirt tossing him onto the bed.
"Why are you being so mean?" Yugi asked in a whiny voice.
"Oh stop with the 'I'm so defenseless' tone, I'm getting sick of it." Atem growled at him turning to him again.
"I am defenseless! You seem to have an armada of weapons at your disposal, and all I have is my wit! I'm getting sick of you too." Yugi shouted at him before launching himself off the bed at the demon. He never even made his target as Atem merely smirked at him before catching him by his throat. Atem lifted him high above his head as if trying to decide whether he should kill him or not. Yugi grappled at his hands trying to get him to let go, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to go to Hell, not with him.
"I could kill you, easily, by either squeezing your wind pipe closed or ripping out your throat, but you're still much too bright for my tastes." Atem said looking up at him, as Yugi choked for a single breath to get to his lungs, like he was nothing more than a piece of chewed gum on his shoe.
As Yugi started to see black spots appear in his vision he was flung by his throat at the wall. Yugi felt his head connect with it harshly, before crumpling into a heap of limbs on the floor. Yugi heard him taking leisured steps towards him as his vision and hearing failed him and he fell into an unconscious state.
I'm ignoring tece again, aren't I? Bad, bad author. On the bright side, I'm feeling much better now. Thank you to everyone who are/have following/favorited this story. Also, thanks to everyone who reviewed Guest and User alike. Please review. Midnight ;p
