Let's see here… I don't have much to say this time.
This chapter isn't going to have much of a plot, other than Yami questioning his own sanity. Eh, I can't think of anything else to fill the gap.
Whoa, I'm surprised at the speed I'm updating at here. Guess I just want to get everything down before my writer's block strikes again. Oh, and I just noticed a whole load of mistakes in my past chapters. I just had to get that clear. Being the perfectionist that I am, I have to acknowledge my mistakes. And heck, I'm not going to bother to correct them, because, one, I don't know how, two, if I remove the story I'll lose all my reviews, three, I'm human, I make mistakes, and four, why bother?
Oh, and some of you wanted to know who got Sakura, Bakura or Yugi. Well, just to let you know, Bakura is giving her up, so Yugi gets her. I'll have more included on that in later chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!… 'nuff said. Nor do I own Goldfish (you'll find out the reason why it's in here).
Oh yes, a status report. Considering I have nothing better to do, here goes. These are the responses of the characters to Yugi's new source of… er… You know.
Yugi: I love Sakura!
Yami: Help me… Yugi is peculiar, his friends are weird and I think I'M going insane!
Seto: I pity Yami.
Joey: Wha?
Tea: Isn't it just so great that Yugi is working with Sakura to love nature? I mean, friendship with humans and nature is necessary! It is necessary for – (gets shut up by the authoress).
Tristan: (Isn't there because he's boring. Oh yeah, Yugi doesn't want his pointy hair to damage Sakura.)
Mai: (Going through a list of cosmetics needed to be bought. Number of products will number more than the population of their city. Won't be attending to Yugi's gab fest.)
Bakura: I'm giving up Sakura. I don't want to get hurt…
Yami Bakura: Psht. I had the perfect thing to test my knife on.
Yugi's Grandpa: My grandson fell in love with a tree? I'm happy for him.
Mokuba: I'm lost.
Satori Opaque: This is an utterly stupid idea. This chapter has no plot. Ugh. Am not sure whether or not this chapter is going to be funny. Oh well, read on if you're interested.
Summary: Our dear friend Yami begins to question his own sanity while Yugi is out spending time with Sakura the cherry tree.
Farewell to Sanity… Or not?
~~//~~
I wasn't feeling very pleasant after the whole introducing affair. My head is currently swimming, mostly trying to decipher why on the whole damn planet, my lighter half had to fall in love with a tree. Bloody hell why?! Anything, anybody else was fine… But why a TREE. WHY A TREE?!
Getting back to the Game Shop, we greeted Yugi's grandpa and I stalked upstairs to my room. Yugi was downstairs doing God knows what, and quite frankly, I didn't care. I needed some peace and quiet.
So there I was, lying on my bed, contemplating on the past going-ons in the days. Little did I know that this was going to last much longer…
***
Two months later…
Waking up on a bright, sunny Saturday morning, I stepped out of bed sleepily. Fumbling with my door, I stumbled out to the bathroom, got freshened up, and tripped down the stairs to the kitchen. Ouch.
Yugi was once again, out. While rummaging through the cabinets and refrigerator, I rubbed sleep out of my eyes, not caring Yugi was once again abandoning me for a tree. I'd gotten used to that now.
Heck, there was squat to eat in their kitchen. Nothing. Zip. Zilch.
My stomach growled in response. Wondering where on Earth Yugi and grandfather could have run off to, I noticed a box of crackers on the top of a counter. Deciding that it was better than nothing, I grabbed it, snatched a handful of crackers and began chewing on it.
It wasn't bad, really. Just tasted cheesy, and shaped fishy. Well, it did say that they were 'Goldfish' on the box. I thought about it for a while, finally deciding on the fact that people nowadays cultivated miniature fish, fried them, and dipped them in cheese.
Just then I happened to look and the crackers in my hand. Was it just me or were the cheese fishes /blinking/ and /smiling/ at me?
I rubbed my eyes again. Maybe if I rubbed all the sleep out of my eyes, I wouldn't have visions of living cheese fish-shaped crackers.
I peered down at them again. They were still smiling and blinking. Winking, more like. I shuddered.
"I am really going insane. Yugi made a big dent in my ability to think." I muttered under my breath.
One of the little crackers started talking to me. "No, it's not you going insane. It's just us little fishes talking to an immortal like you!" They began singing a song, 'The Jingle For Goldfish'. Wondering why I knew it? That's because it's an annoying commercial shown on television.
That's the end of it. I snapped.
I do believe I'll throw the handful I am currently holding out the window and banish the rest to the Shadow Realm. I vaguely heard little high-pitched squeals yelling: "Meanie! What did us fish ever do to you?"
***
It was at about 2:45 P.M. when Yugi's grandpa returned. I had been sulking in front of the television, bitter about being left behind all the time.
He greeted me as he came to the living room. "Hello Yami, how was your day?" he inquired pleasantly, something I still haven't gotten used to. I mean honestly, how can anyone stay that pleasant all the time?!
I snorted. "It was great. Yugi ditched me again, I've been seeing things, these 'Goldfish' crackers started squealing to me, and I think I'm losing my sanity."
He smiled sympathetically. "I understand you're going through a hard time here, with Yugi going away without you, but aren't you happy for Yugi? I mean, he's found someone he really likes."
"…No comment." With that, I turned away. I had enough for one day.
He patted my shoulder. "Maybe if you're feeling so unsettled, perhaps maybe you could go see a psychiatrist or a doctor that specializes in these kind of situations." He gave me another smile and headed out to the shop. "I'll be there if you need me."
I got up, rambling about what a stupid idea that was, but maybe, it was worth giving it a try.
***
The next day, with the help of Yugi's grandfather, he found me a psychiatrist that was apparently… supposed to help patients relieve stress, prevent mental breakdown/damage or something related to that. Tch. I'd be more likely to give THEM a nervous breakdown, not vice versa.
But anyways, I set off, ignoring Yugi's plea for me to accompany him to the park. I rolled my eyes at that. Sure, I'll just go with you, then you can ditch me and go spend time with Sakura. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not jealous or anything, but when your other half thinks a tree is more significant than you are, wouldn't you get pissed?
You would. I thought so.
I managed to get to the doctor's office without any trouble… Ok, let's scrap that and say 'lots of trouble'! Yes, well, I couldn't tell which direction was which, what the meaning of a red and green light was, how an elevator worked and the function of a doorbell. In the nutshell, I got lost, nearly got hit by a couple of cars, got stuck in the elevator and broke a ringing mechanism. Boy. Today is NOT my day.
Thankfully I arrived in time for my appointment. I think that was probably why Yugi's grandpa sent me out the door so early… He was probably afraid I was going to be late. I entered the room, where there was one black reclining chair, a couple other pieces of furniture, and I really didn't want to go into detail about the other things.
The doctor entered the room. She was a woman in about her thirties. She smiled at me and stuck out her hand. "Good afternoon. It's nice to meet you."
I merely nodded. My mind strayed, and I thought, 'The feeling isn't mutual, lady.' but I took her hand anyways. You'd act like this naturally if you'd been forced to be pharaoh of Egypt when you were still a teen in your past life.
The woman motioned to the black chair, as if indicating that I should sit down on it. Considering she /was/ the doctor and a trained specialist, I gave my consent and settled down without much of a resistance.
She sat in her own chair and grabbed a clipboard and a pencil. Clearing her throat (in my opinion) in an exaggerated professional way, she spoke to me in what she probably thought was a calming voice. Hell, it sounded like some person with a raspy throat who couldn't speak without choking along the way.
Making sure she couldn't see me roll my eyes, I shifted slightly in the chair. After let's say, ten minutes of her preparing, she finally decided to commence what I came here for…
"So what seems to be the matter… um? Yami, is it?"
"Yes." I stated flatly.
"So… Do you feel you're under a lot of stress lately?" She pushed me on, trying to pry the information from me.
I suppressed a sigh of frustration from sounding itself and shook my head. I somehow didn't think a psychiatrist was helping me a lot. "No, it's not that. I'm feeling… rather… annoyed because my er… friend is always abandoning me. Oh yes, and I think I'm losing my sanity and ability to think… namely because these Goldfish crackers started talking to me." I tried to hide my flush, because that just drained out all my pride… Not that that godforsaken woman would notice… but still…
She quickly scribbled down notes on the paper clipped to the board. "So what do you think is the matter? Maybe because you're feeling left out because your friend isn't paying much attention to you?"
I managed to hold back my outburst for a while longer. "…Possibly…"
She looked thoughtful. "Ok, let's say because your friend is seemingly abandoning you, you're starting to think in other ways, making you /think/ your mental health is declining… So maybe if you talk things over with him or her – "
She never got to finish. That was it. I snapped. These incompetent idiots just don't cut it. They don't understand /anything/.
"For God's sake, it has nothing to do with Yugi making me feel left out! Yes, he IS abandoning me, but THAT is NOT making ME feel stressed! And working things out with him?! You HAVE to be joking!" I sat up straight in the chair. "Yes, I think I'm losing my sanity because my lighter half loves a TREE! Yes, a TREE! You'd get EXTREMELY pissed off if someone close to you fell in love with a goddamn tree and thought that IT was more important than you! Don't you fools get it?! Get it through your thick skull! Does NOTHING penetrate it?!"
Much to my surprise, the woman wasn't offended in any way. In fact, she was close to tears.
"I – I'm very… very sensitive… I'm sorry…" She sputtered through tears.
"Well, if you're so sensitive, you really shouldn't be a psychiatrist…" Like I predicted, the doctor would most likely get a mental breakdown just by dealing with me. "Maybe you should try being a kindergarten teacher… Ok, I take that back. Children are very aggravating…" I stopped there, not really wanting to worsen the situation.
The poor woman. She was still sitting there, trying to suppress her sobs. I raised an eyebrow. Honestly, she was supposed to be strong as a doctor…
She continued on, much to my dissatisfaction. "I – I – I'm sorry I don't understand… y – y – your situation… But I honestly don't get it! I'm sor – sorry you feel offended…" The woman was positively bawling by now.
"Um… How about you… stop crying and let's continue… No, let's forget the continue part and I think I'll leave you alone to wallow in your misery…"
I think the effect finally took place and the woman ran out of the room, well, to be more precise, the office altogether. Crying her head off, she received a fair amount of stares. As I stepped out of the room, the receptionist looked from the doctor to me, stared at /me/ for a few seconds, then quickly focused her attention back to her papers. Walking to the door, I noticed Seto standing in the entrance, briefcase in hand.
He raised an eyebrow. "Giving people a hard time again, Yami?"
I didn't take that remark into recognition. "What are you doing here?" I asked, once again. Every time I bump into him, I ask him why he's there. Maybe I am more oblivious to things than I thought.
He shrugged. "Business." Again his gaze turned back to me. "Do you enjoy terrorizing innocent bystanders or do you just like giving them mental breakdowns?"
I grinned sheepishly. "Both, I guess."
He glanced back down the hallway where the agitated specialist ran off through. "I take it that your appointment didn't go too well?"
"Nope."
***
Aah! This chapter has NO plot whatsoever… Well, it's only a filler chapter anyways. I was /originally/ going to make it that the doctor was going to think he was insane, and get him hauled off to a mental asylum… Then Seto'd come bail him out… But then I decided against that. I mean, I'm going to be torturing my favourite characters (reference to that can be found in my profile… c'mon, just click on it and… never mind…) even more in my later fics anyways, so why bother? Plus, it'd make the chapter a hell lot longer, and I was too lazy… I cut out a LOT of this chapter…
Oh yes, and I just noticed that in my past chapters there are a whole load of mistakes… Sorry. You probably wouldn't mind, but being that I'm a perfectionist in grammar, I have to get that cleared up. Yes, I know I put that in the beginning at the place where the author's note is… But I never noticed I had THAT many mistakes! Oh well. I can't risk reposting it because I really don't want to lose my reviews… Trust me, they're very encouraging, especially if you're twelve and only starting out.
Anyways, tell me what you think! I hope this chapter was funny enough. So drop by a review and try not to flame… They'll be used to burn down Sakura… Now you wouldn't want that, now do you?
To be continued…
This chapter isn't going to have much of a plot, other than Yami questioning his own sanity. Eh, I can't think of anything else to fill the gap.
Whoa, I'm surprised at the speed I'm updating at here. Guess I just want to get everything down before my writer's block strikes again. Oh, and I just noticed a whole load of mistakes in my past chapters. I just had to get that clear. Being the perfectionist that I am, I have to acknowledge my mistakes. And heck, I'm not going to bother to correct them, because, one, I don't know how, two, if I remove the story I'll lose all my reviews, three, I'm human, I make mistakes, and four, why bother?
Oh, and some of you wanted to know who got Sakura, Bakura or Yugi. Well, just to let you know, Bakura is giving her up, so Yugi gets her. I'll have more included on that in later chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!… 'nuff said. Nor do I own Goldfish (you'll find out the reason why it's in here).
Oh yes, a status report. Considering I have nothing better to do, here goes. These are the responses of the characters to Yugi's new source of… er… You know.
Yugi: I love Sakura!
Yami: Help me… Yugi is peculiar, his friends are weird and I think I'M going insane!
Seto: I pity Yami.
Joey: Wha?
Tea: Isn't it just so great that Yugi is working with Sakura to love nature? I mean, friendship with humans and nature is necessary! It is necessary for – (gets shut up by the authoress).
Tristan: (Isn't there because he's boring. Oh yeah, Yugi doesn't want his pointy hair to damage Sakura.)
Mai: (Going through a list of cosmetics needed to be bought. Number of products will number more than the population of their city. Won't be attending to Yugi's gab fest.)
Bakura: I'm giving up Sakura. I don't want to get hurt…
Yami Bakura: Psht. I had the perfect thing to test my knife on.
Yugi's Grandpa: My grandson fell in love with a tree? I'm happy for him.
Mokuba: I'm lost.
Satori Opaque: This is an utterly stupid idea. This chapter has no plot. Ugh. Am not sure whether or not this chapter is going to be funny. Oh well, read on if you're interested.
Summary: Our dear friend Yami begins to question his own sanity while Yugi is out spending time with Sakura the cherry tree.
Farewell to Sanity… Or not?
~~//~~
I wasn't feeling very pleasant after the whole introducing affair. My head is currently swimming, mostly trying to decipher why on the whole damn planet, my lighter half had to fall in love with a tree. Bloody hell why?! Anything, anybody else was fine… But why a TREE. WHY A TREE?!
Getting back to the Game Shop, we greeted Yugi's grandpa and I stalked upstairs to my room. Yugi was downstairs doing God knows what, and quite frankly, I didn't care. I needed some peace and quiet.
So there I was, lying on my bed, contemplating on the past going-ons in the days. Little did I know that this was going to last much longer…
***
Two months later…
Waking up on a bright, sunny Saturday morning, I stepped out of bed sleepily. Fumbling with my door, I stumbled out to the bathroom, got freshened up, and tripped down the stairs to the kitchen. Ouch.
Yugi was once again, out. While rummaging through the cabinets and refrigerator, I rubbed sleep out of my eyes, not caring Yugi was once again abandoning me for a tree. I'd gotten used to that now.
Heck, there was squat to eat in their kitchen. Nothing. Zip. Zilch.
My stomach growled in response. Wondering where on Earth Yugi and grandfather could have run off to, I noticed a box of crackers on the top of a counter. Deciding that it was better than nothing, I grabbed it, snatched a handful of crackers and began chewing on it.
It wasn't bad, really. Just tasted cheesy, and shaped fishy. Well, it did say that they were 'Goldfish' on the box. I thought about it for a while, finally deciding on the fact that people nowadays cultivated miniature fish, fried them, and dipped them in cheese.
Just then I happened to look and the crackers in my hand. Was it just me or were the cheese fishes /blinking/ and /smiling/ at me?
I rubbed my eyes again. Maybe if I rubbed all the sleep out of my eyes, I wouldn't have visions of living cheese fish-shaped crackers.
I peered down at them again. They were still smiling and blinking. Winking, more like. I shuddered.
"I am really going insane. Yugi made a big dent in my ability to think." I muttered under my breath.
One of the little crackers started talking to me. "No, it's not you going insane. It's just us little fishes talking to an immortal like you!" They began singing a song, 'The Jingle For Goldfish'. Wondering why I knew it? That's because it's an annoying commercial shown on television.
That's the end of it. I snapped.
I do believe I'll throw the handful I am currently holding out the window and banish the rest to the Shadow Realm. I vaguely heard little high-pitched squeals yelling: "Meanie! What did us fish ever do to you?"
***
It was at about 2:45 P.M. when Yugi's grandpa returned. I had been sulking in front of the television, bitter about being left behind all the time.
He greeted me as he came to the living room. "Hello Yami, how was your day?" he inquired pleasantly, something I still haven't gotten used to. I mean honestly, how can anyone stay that pleasant all the time?!
I snorted. "It was great. Yugi ditched me again, I've been seeing things, these 'Goldfish' crackers started squealing to me, and I think I'm losing my sanity."
He smiled sympathetically. "I understand you're going through a hard time here, with Yugi going away without you, but aren't you happy for Yugi? I mean, he's found someone he really likes."
"…No comment." With that, I turned away. I had enough for one day.
He patted my shoulder. "Maybe if you're feeling so unsettled, perhaps maybe you could go see a psychiatrist or a doctor that specializes in these kind of situations." He gave me another smile and headed out to the shop. "I'll be there if you need me."
I got up, rambling about what a stupid idea that was, but maybe, it was worth giving it a try.
***
The next day, with the help of Yugi's grandfather, he found me a psychiatrist that was apparently… supposed to help patients relieve stress, prevent mental breakdown/damage or something related to that. Tch. I'd be more likely to give THEM a nervous breakdown, not vice versa.
But anyways, I set off, ignoring Yugi's plea for me to accompany him to the park. I rolled my eyes at that. Sure, I'll just go with you, then you can ditch me and go spend time with Sakura. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not jealous or anything, but when your other half thinks a tree is more significant than you are, wouldn't you get pissed?
You would. I thought so.
I managed to get to the doctor's office without any trouble… Ok, let's scrap that and say 'lots of trouble'! Yes, well, I couldn't tell which direction was which, what the meaning of a red and green light was, how an elevator worked and the function of a doorbell. In the nutshell, I got lost, nearly got hit by a couple of cars, got stuck in the elevator and broke a ringing mechanism. Boy. Today is NOT my day.
Thankfully I arrived in time for my appointment. I think that was probably why Yugi's grandpa sent me out the door so early… He was probably afraid I was going to be late. I entered the room, where there was one black reclining chair, a couple other pieces of furniture, and I really didn't want to go into detail about the other things.
The doctor entered the room. She was a woman in about her thirties. She smiled at me and stuck out her hand. "Good afternoon. It's nice to meet you."
I merely nodded. My mind strayed, and I thought, 'The feeling isn't mutual, lady.' but I took her hand anyways. You'd act like this naturally if you'd been forced to be pharaoh of Egypt when you were still a teen in your past life.
The woman motioned to the black chair, as if indicating that I should sit down on it. Considering she /was/ the doctor and a trained specialist, I gave my consent and settled down without much of a resistance.
She sat in her own chair and grabbed a clipboard and a pencil. Clearing her throat (in my opinion) in an exaggerated professional way, she spoke to me in what she probably thought was a calming voice. Hell, it sounded like some person with a raspy throat who couldn't speak without choking along the way.
Making sure she couldn't see me roll my eyes, I shifted slightly in the chair. After let's say, ten minutes of her preparing, she finally decided to commence what I came here for…
"So what seems to be the matter… um? Yami, is it?"
"Yes." I stated flatly.
"So… Do you feel you're under a lot of stress lately?" She pushed me on, trying to pry the information from me.
I suppressed a sigh of frustration from sounding itself and shook my head. I somehow didn't think a psychiatrist was helping me a lot. "No, it's not that. I'm feeling… rather… annoyed because my er… friend is always abandoning me. Oh yes, and I think I'm losing my sanity and ability to think… namely because these Goldfish crackers started talking to me." I tried to hide my flush, because that just drained out all my pride… Not that that godforsaken woman would notice… but still…
She quickly scribbled down notes on the paper clipped to the board. "So what do you think is the matter? Maybe because you're feeling left out because your friend isn't paying much attention to you?"
I managed to hold back my outburst for a while longer. "…Possibly…"
She looked thoughtful. "Ok, let's say because your friend is seemingly abandoning you, you're starting to think in other ways, making you /think/ your mental health is declining… So maybe if you talk things over with him or her – "
She never got to finish. That was it. I snapped. These incompetent idiots just don't cut it. They don't understand /anything/.
"For God's sake, it has nothing to do with Yugi making me feel left out! Yes, he IS abandoning me, but THAT is NOT making ME feel stressed! And working things out with him?! You HAVE to be joking!" I sat up straight in the chair. "Yes, I think I'm losing my sanity because my lighter half loves a TREE! Yes, a TREE! You'd get EXTREMELY pissed off if someone close to you fell in love with a goddamn tree and thought that IT was more important than you! Don't you fools get it?! Get it through your thick skull! Does NOTHING penetrate it?!"
Much to my surprise, the woman wasn't offended in any way. In fact, she was close to tears.
"I – I'm very… very sensitive… I'm sorry…" She sputtered through tears.
"Well, if you're so sensitive, you really shouldn't be a psychiatrist…" Like I predicted, the doctor would most likely get a mental breakdown just by dealing with me. "Maybe you should try being a kindergarten teacher… Ok, I take that back. Children are very aggravating…" I stopped there, not really wanting to worsen the situation.
The poor woman. She was still sitting there, trying to suppress her sobs. I raised an eyebrow. Honestly, she was supposed to be strong as a doctor…
She continued on, much to my dissatisfaction. "I – I – I'm sorry I don't understand… y – y – your situation… But I honestly don't get it! I'm sor – sorry you feel offended…" The woman was positively bawling by now.
"Um… How about you… stop crying and let's continue… No, let's forget the continue part and I think I'll leave you alone to wallow in your misery…"
I think the effect finally took place and the woman ran out of the room, well, to be more precise, the office altogether. Crying her head off, she received a fair amount of stares. As I stepped out of the room, the receptionist looked from the doctor to me, stared at /me/ for a few seconds, then quickly focused her attention back to her papers. Walking to the door, I noticed Seto standing in the entrance, briefcase in hand.
He raised an eyebrow. "Giving people a hard time again, Yami?"
I didn't take that remark into recognition. "What are you doing here?" I asked, once again. Every time I bump into him, I ask him why he's there. Maybe I am more oblivious to things than I thought.
He shrugged. "Business." Again his gaze turned back to me. "Do you enjoy terrorizing innocent bystanders or do you just like giving them mental breakdowns?"
I grinned sheepishly. "Both, I guess."
He glanced back down the hallway where the agitated specialist ran off through. "I take it that your appointment didn't go too well?"
"Nope."
***
Aah! This chapter has NO plot whatsoever… Well, it's only a filler chapter anyways. I was /originally/ going to make it that the doctor was going to think he was insane, and get him hauled off to a mental asylum… Then Seto'd come bail him out… But then I decided against that. I mean, I'm going to be torturing my favourite characters (reference to that can be found in my profile… c'mon, just click on it and… never mind…) even more in my later fics anyways, so why bother? Plus, it'd make the chapter a hell lot longer, and I was too lazy… I cut out a LOT of this chapter…
Oh yes, and I just noticed that in my past chapters there are a whole load of mistakes… Sorry. You probably wouldn't mind, but being that I'm a perfectionist in grammar, I have to get that cleared up. Yes, I know I put that in the beginning at the place where the author's note is… But I never noticed I had THAT many mistakes! Oh well. I can't risk reposting it because I really don't want to lose my reviews… Trust me, they're very encouraging, especially if you're twelve and only starting out.
Anyways, tell me what you think! I hope this chapter was funny enough. So drop by a review and try not to flame… They'll be used to burn down Sakura… Now you wouldn't want that, now do you?
To be continued…