Mijikai: (Stares)

Yugi: What are you staring at? (peaks over her shoulder because he's taller then me) WOAH! (Jumps back)

Yami: What? (Looks over Mijikai's shoulder) 0_0 Well.....I've never really knew that side of you....aibou. And why the hell do I look like a demon!

Mijikai: YUGI YOU PERVERT! WATCHING MOVIES LIKE THAT! YOUR SICK! AND SAME GOES TO JOUNOUCHI!

Yami: I didn't know they translated Yugioh comic books.

Mijikai: (shrug) That's beside the point.

Yugi: (sweatdrop) I'm disapointed because I didn't get to eat my hamburger? And..........seems I like to eat as much as Jounouchi.

Jounouchi: What! This guy made me seem like a pervert!

Yami: Because you are one.

Jounouchi: So says the freky mental guy. Sheesh, I swear, it looks like your one of those insane messed up people.

Yami: (fist clenched and trembling with rage)

Mijikai: Read and enjoy! Man Yami you do look creepy. Good thing your not like this in the episodes. Everyone would freak out.

Yugi: I'M NOT A PERVERT!

Mijikai: And good thing Yugi isn't like this in the episodes.

Yugi: Well, it's not 'that' bad.

Mijikai: Riiiiiiggggghhhhht. **************************************************************

Mijikai: Thank you so much for the reviews! I really appreciate them!

Warning: Violence and Swearing. (Mild though)

Oh and if rating needs to be changed to R, please let me know, thanks! ***************************************************************

Chapter Five

"NONONONONONONO!!! LET GO OF ME! I DON'T WANT TO GO!" I shouted.

Yami ignored me as he continued dragging me. People were staring, but I didn't care, I just wanted to escape.

"You're going and that's final!" he shouted, as he continued dragging me down the street.

"NO! LET...GO!" and slapped his hand and tried prying it off my wrist.

He only growls in exasperation and jerked me forward to move faster. As we headed down the street, my stomach squirmed as I saw the sign coming near.

"No! Yami! No! I don't want to go! YAMI!" I shouted.

He continued to ignore me and I felt tears forming, but I kept them back. I wasn't going to cry in front of this idiot! And no way in hell was I saying please. Once the dreaded sign was in front of us, I knew I was defeated, and slumped a bit in defeat. I felt my back pack being shoved into my arms and a push foreward. I heard the chatter of the pupils and slowly looked up as I saw many from 5-13 playing or chattering or doing what-ever. I sighed deeply as I forced myself to walk down the dirt path way and up the stone gray steps. I stopped before the building. I couldn't do it. I just couldn't. I turned to run, but I bumped into Yami, who had been following closely behind me.

"What the....I thought you left!" I shouted, feeling a bit annoyed.

He snorted.

"You're such a little coward. You think I would trust you on your own? I knew you were going to run away. You're so afraid and have no guts! YOU SPINELESS CHICKEN!"

At those words, my pride boiled. I narrowed my eyes and slung my pack over my thin shoulder. I sharply turned my back on him and marched right in, slamming the door behind me. If you hadn't guessed already, which I doubt, I'm in my school. School may not sound so bad for some, but to me, it's a torture of hell. I hate it. Pop was nice enough to let me have homestudy for a while to avoid it, but now that he's gone....I have to go back. Yami you might wander, huh? Does he go to school? To answer your question, yes, he does and he likes it. Ra! (man, I'm picking up Yami's habits. Grrrreeeeeaaaaattttttt.) I weaved myself through the students and tried my best to make myself as invisable as possible, but to no avail.

"Motoh? Is that you Mutou!"

I winced and tried to make my way to class even faster, but they caught up before I could even take five steps. He grabbed the back of my pack and threw me back into the wall. I winced.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Motoh. Coming back to school now? Now that your old man is down the hill?" then laughed cruelly.

"Just leave me alone Akira. I really don't need to hear it right know," I said quietly.

"Awww. Did you hear that boys, Mutou doesn't want to hear what we've got to say," he teased as he cracked his big knuckles.

I stood and faced Akira. Akira is the school bully who seems to have a tendency to pick on me. Why? I have no idea, but I'm not happy about it. (Well duh! Why would I be happy?) I look up at him, violet matching green, and I smirked. He faltered, surprised at my own daring, then socked me in the face. I licked the blood off my split lip, but I only smiled. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me up so my feet were dangling inches off the ground.

"Are you trying to make me hurt you?" he hissed.

"Maybe."

"Your little twerp. I can pound you like a little bug."

"It's squash you like a bug, baka."

That did it. He shoved me to the wall, so half my face was pressed to the rough tiles.

"You want to fight! Well let's fight!" he shouted.

Immediately I heard the chanting of the other students.

"Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fi-"

He slammed me again, and I winced as my head started spinning. He dropped me to the ground, when there was a loud clearing of the throat. Everyone cleared away, and Akira lowered his fist.

"Mr.Tashino. Mr.Mutou. In my office please."

I knew this wasn't good and dread filled my stomach as I followed my principal, Mr. Otonashi, to his office. Akira was placed on one chair and I placed on the other with the Mr. Otonashi eyeing us.

"What was the meaning of that? You know school rules. Mr.Tashino. Let's hear what happened."

I groaned inward. I knew Akira was going to mess things up big time.

"Well, sir, I was on my way to class when Mutou started bragging on him being a cool star and all."

I jumped up.

"THAT IS NOT TRUE!" I shouted.

"Mr.Mutou!" he shouted, till I sat back down. "Continue."

"I came over to say nicely that bragging isn't very nice because it does not make the person cooler. He got mad and attacked me. I was mearly defending myself."

I couldn't take it anymore.

"What a lie! Mr. Otonashi, that is not true! I..."

"Mr.Mutou," he said quietly. "You may be a big star and all, but that doesn't give you any right to brag in the hall way."

"But sir, can't I at least explain?" I asked, begged.

"What is there for you to explain?"

"He attacked me."

"Mutou started it!" Akira shot back at me.

"Did not!"

"Boys!" the principal shouted.

"Now, Yugi, I know you don't want to get into trouble and can't admit the truth, and I can understand why your bragging since you were not very popular before, and crave attention. I can relate on what your going through."

All the anger that I was building up suddenly burst.

"YOU DON'T KNOW HELL WHAT I'M GOING THROUGH!"

Mr.Otonashi looked stunned as did Akira. Fustrated tears were in the back of my eyes.

"You know nothing! Nothing about what I'm going through! You don't know about my life and you don't know the stress, because you are not me! You won't even listen to my side because you think I'm Mr. Stuck-up-moive- star and live in riches! Well, let me tell you something! I'm not rich, not stuck up and I'M LIVING IN HELL RIGHT KNOW!"

Both stared at me, speechless, as I got up and left. I wanted to head out of this building and run, run and run till I was free, but I knew I was trapped. Trapped in my imprisonment. I know it sounds over dramatic, but when you go to this school you would feel the same too. I wanted to leave. I wanted to leave and never return, but it was against the law to not attend school, stupid law! I slowly headed to my class room, hoping it wouldn't get any worse. I was wrong. **************************************************************

"Detention, Mr.Mutou," said my teacher bluntly as she wrote on a blue slip and handed it to me.

"Um...I was at the principle's Miss. He wanted to see me and...."

"I don't need your excuses, Mr.Mutou! I don't care if your a movie star! Your not going to get special attention, or get away with it!"

I was stunned. I opened my mouth to say something, but she had already grabbed the ruler and whacked the back of my head with it.

"In your seat before I have to give you 50 lashes," she hissed.

I slowly regained balance and took my seat as everybody stared at me. No, I'm not the only one to be treated this way. Everybody gets punished by her. I just happened to be the first victim of the day. She once threw a student out the window because he was sucking on a cough drop, let his soul rest in peace. She stood up straight with her long blonde hair down to her waist and her brown skirt with a green lime blouse. The ruler was in her hand and whacked the desk in front of her.

"You! Problem one!" she shouted.

I think the student was going to faint. He was white and nodded while trembling, as he got up. He shakily started writting and once he was done, he got a hard whack on the head.

"That's wrong! Do it over!"

I could tell he was starting to cry, and started over again. The teacher was getting red in the face and whacked him again, and with a lot of force. The chalk dropped from his hand, and he collapsed to the floor, and was motionless. All of us stared. Blood spread from his head and his eyes were white. The teacher screeched and grabbed a random student.

"Shame on you for killing your classmate!" she scowled at the poor girl.

She was trembling really badly, as our teacher dragged her from the room and she looked back at all of us for help. I could see tears, as she silently begged. 'Help me,' she mouthed to everyone. Anyone.

"Stop!"

She did and turned her angry eyes on me.

"What?" she hissed.

"If you want to blame someone for the crime, blame me. Take me instead of her."

The girl, Sakura Yuan, stared at me, as did everyone else. Our teacher dropped the girl and kicked her as she marched over to me and grabbed my arm.

"Fine then," she said with an evil smirk.

I know what you're all curious about. Wouldn't the students rat on our teacher? Well, in truth, he can't. She kills three students a year, and once someone tried to rat on her and he ended up being victim two. That's why we don't tell, we don't want to end up being victims. She dragged me down to the principles office and dragged me right to Mr.Otonashi's desk.

"May I help you?" he asked without looking up.

"Mr.Mutou has killed a student," she annonced.

Mr.Otonashi jerked his head up.

"What!"

"It's not true," I whispered.

Silence filled the room.

"Yugi," he said quietly.

I knew exactly on what he was going to say. His little pet talk on how not to lie. My teeth gritted as I waited for those words.

"Tell me your side of the story."

I looked up stunned.

"What?"

"Tell me your side of the story."

"Uh....yes sir."

Everything poured out and I even couldn't help add the other murders she commited. He listened patiently as my teacher grew teary eyed. Once I was done, she started sobbing.

"Oh, Yugi. You were my favorite student, how could you say such a thing. You know those other deaths were the fault of their carelessness. How could you blame me?"

'Get a life abazureon'na' I thought bitterly.

To my horror, I saw Mr.Otonashi also getting teary eyed.

'Crap.'

He whipped his eyes and glared at me.

"How can you blame such a thing on poor innocent Miss Hodai?"

I really wanted to strangle him right now.

"Okay, so maybe she didn't do it," I said, knowing I lost. "But I swear, I didn't kill anybody! You have to believe me, please!" I begged as I fell to my knees and put my hands together.

He stared at me simpathetically, and nodded with a sigh.

"I will just assume Mr.Mutou was at the wrong place at the wrong time, and that you were to Miss Hodai. Yugi, I will declare you innocent, and Miss Hodai, please notify the students parents at once. Yugi, you will be expelled for a week for insulting Miss Hodai and for breaking a fight with Akira."

My jaw dropped, just as the break bell rang.

"You are both dismissed."

Miss Hodai bowed and glared at me as she left, while I numbly followed. This wasn't fair, why does Mr. Otonashi always blames me for a crime I didn't do! Innocent Miss Hodai my ass. She is as innocent as the devil. I continued walking down the hall, swearing at my principle as I was grabbed from behind and hit the wall.

"Well well, Mutou. In trouble again I see," said Akira behind me.

"Leave me alone."

"Leave me alone," he mimicked as he socked me in the stomach.

I started coughing as I fell to my knees and weakly looked up. He lifted his fist up and got me straight in the nose. He was ready for a nother punch, when a female voice called him.

"You who! Akira darling! Come hang out with me."

Akira dropped me and ran to his girlfriend and both secretly went into the janiters closet. Most likely to make out. I pushed myself up, and swore as my head hit something and looked up. The pay-phone. I grabbed it and dialed. I waited and after a couple of rings it was picked up.

"What the hell do you want!" came a shout.

"Malik?" I whispered.

"What the....! Your not Isis! Who the hell are you!"

"It's me...Yugi."

"Yugi? Oh, sorry about that, but what the hell do you think your doing! I was in the middle of a conversation!"

"I'm sorry, but I really need help."

"....Are you calling from jail?"

"No," I answered bluntly. "Look Malik, I really don't want to be here anymore! I can't stand it!"

"Woah, hold up man. Now tell me what's wrong."

"Is Isis free?"

"Why?"

"Just tell me."

"Sorry, she's working today. Why?"

I let a small sob escape and slid to the ground.

"Yugi? Yugi? YUGI ANSWER ME! Oh God! Don't say you just commited suicide!"

I put the phone back onto my ear.

"No I did not."

"Don't scare me like that. Now why did you want Isis?"

"I was just hoping if she could come and take me away. I mean she is the one with the car."

"Don't remind me," Malik grumbled. "I'm sorry Yugi, but I really can't help right now. I'm in the middle of school and Isis is at work and she really needs to be there. I'm really sorry, If I only went to the same school as you! If only I could drive! If only your school was closer! I'm really sorry."

I could tell he was trying to not burst out. Malik may not seem like it but he was an emotional guy. He bawled like a baby when we saw Old Yeller.

"Yugi?"

"It's alright Malik. I'll manage."

"I'm so sorry."

"No, really, it's alright, I'll see ya then. Bye."

I hung up before Malik could protest and picked it up again and dialed. I waited as it started ringing.

'Hello, you reached the house of Sugoroku Tanaki, I'm not home right know so please leave a message after the tone.'

I hung up, and sat there, deciding on who else I could call.

'Bakura? No. Ryou? At school, to far. Katsuya? Hiroto? No, they go to the same school as Ryou. Mai? She was probably working. Shizuka? No. Anzu? Same school as Ryou. Seto? Hell no! Yami? I don't think so.'

But did I have a choice? No. I slowly dialed and waited.

"Hello, Yami Mutou speaking."

"Yami?"

I heard a growl of fustration.

"What do you want twerp?"

"Can you...can you..."

"I don't have all day!"

"Please take me away from school! Please!"

There was silence.

"Why should I?"

"YAMI! PLEASE!"

"No. And I want to know why."

"I...I...I..."

"Mutou! Since the boss was busy, he directed me with the honor of beating you," came the annoying voice of Yun.

I looked up and groaned.

"Yugi? Who was that?"

I was about to say bye and hang up, but Yun's fist hit my stomach. I cried out, and dropped the phone so it dangled down.

"Yugi! Yugi! Answer me Yugi! Yugi! YUGI!" ***************************************************************

I screamed in the phone, calling Yugi, but I only received cries of pain in return.

'Idiot. Always dragging me into his problems.'

I closed the cell phone and stomped over to my car, as Seto ran after me.

"Where you going?" he asked.

"The little freak called me and seems somebodies beating him up. Better check it out," I grumbled, as I unlocked the car.

"I'll come with you," he said quickly.

Maybe a little to quick for my taste.

"No, I need you to cover for me while I'm gone. You got it?" I said as I climbed in.

Seto rolled his eyes, but nodded.

"Yes, oh mighty pharaoh. Anything else? Like doing your homework?"

I smirked as I set it in drive.

"Your a pal Seto," and drove off. ***************************************************************

I parked in front of Yugi's school, swearing I would throw him out if this was a prank. I ran down the dirt road, when I suddenly stopped, as I heard crying. I turned toward the bushes and silently headed towards them. I looked over them and saw Yugi's back towards me and sobbing his little heart out. Sheesh. What a wimp.

"This better not have been a prank," I growled.

He started and spun towards me. My eyes widened at the black bruise on his eye and blood running down his nose and mouth. He scrubbed his eyes and the blood, but only smeared it. He looked so pathetic.

"Come on, I'll take you home to get cleaned up," I said, as I reached for him.

"Leave me alone," he said as he jerked away.

I growled in fustration.

"Come on, or I'll just leave you here and go back to school."

"Fine. I never asked you to come anyway."

"Yes you did, idiot. Please Yami. Please," I mimicked.

He only looked away. Now I was really fustrated. He was begging for me to come in the phone and now he was completly giving me the cold shoulder. I didn't want Yugi to stay like this, because he looked so pathetic I didn't want embarrassment. For me, of course. I didn't want word spreading that I was brother to a wimp. I grabbed his arm.

"Come on, it's my final offer."

He didn't budge.

"Don't make me carry you like an infant," I warned.

"Why?"

"Why what!"

"Why did you come? You could have just stayed there at school and never even mind about me. Why?"

"That's none of your damn buissness! Now let's go or I will leave."

Yugi grabbed onto my arm.

"Please. Just take me home, and away from this jigoku."

I pulled him up and he slowly followed me to the car. He climbed in front and I started the car up and started on my way home.

"Yami. Why did you come. And why didn't you leave when you threatened to?" he asked as he looked out the window.

"Why did you want me to come in the first place?"

"Answer my question," he said with annoyance.

"You answer mine."

"No, now answer mine."

"You have to answer mine first."

I smirked as I saw Yugi getting fustrated.

"Fine, you were my last choice."

"That makes me feel loved," I mummbled.

"I hate you and you hate me? What's there to feel loved about? Now answer mine."

I was silent till he kicked me.

"Ow! Damnit! Okay! I didn't want Dad's wishes to be ignored. Long time ago, he made me promise that what ever happened to him, I would have to take care of you. I only did it to make him happy, but I was far from thrilled. I hoped he would live till you were old enough to move out and start your own life, probably a screwed up one, and I wouldn't have to take care of you."

I winced as he slapped me.

"I would not live a screwed up life!" he shouted at me.

"Right," I said sarcastically, as I started nearing the parking lot.

Our apartment isn't really far from Yugi's school, I just drive it to get to mine. Once we emerged into the room, I had Yugi sit in a chair and found the alchoal and pressed it against his wounds. He hissed and I started putting on all the stinging ointments and then but the bandages on.

"I'm going to kill you," he said through clenched teeth.

"Yeah, right kiddo," I said as I flicked his nose.

"Ow!" he shouted and clamped his hands over it.

"Your such a wimp, you know that?"

"Not as much as a wimp as you are," he argued.

"I'm supreme, your the wimp."

"Your a jerk!"

"Your a dwarf!"

"Then your a demon!"

"I'm the demon! Your the one who seems to be the demon! You take my parents away from me then you make my life a living hell! Then you drag me out of school, and I probably will get detention for it! What do you have to say to that!" I shouted.

Yugi's eyes were wide and glazed. He clenched his fist and socked me in the stomach.

"You shisiji!" he shouted as he ran to his room, slamming the door.

The punch was, actually, light and didn't hurt at all. I heard sobs coming from his room.

'Wimp,' I snorted and went to my own and closed it behind me. ***************************************************************

I lay there on my bed, crying into my pillow. It wasn't my fault my parents were dead? Was it? I sniffed as I got up and sat in my chair and booted up the computer. Once I had a fresh sheet of paper on the screen I started typing. Just typing, when I heard the little ping that I got e- mail. I clicked on the button and a letter showed up on the screen, and opened.

'Yugi,

I'm so sorry I couldn't help you when you really needed help. I promised to be there for you as a friend but know I let you down. Please forgive me. I know I may sound selfish but I couldn't stand if I lost a friend like you.

Please forgive me,

Malik.'

I clicked on the other enclosed letter and what I read scared me to death.

'I found you Mutou. Now I'm going to get you.' ***************************************************************

Mijikai: (Blows out breath) Phew, that was long.

Yugi: Who is that person?

Mijikai: We'll find out later.

Yami: I'M NOT A DEMON!

Mijikai: Nobody said you were.

Yami: HE DID! (points to Jounouchi)

Yugi: (sigh) Hope it was intreasting for all of you and please review! thanks!

Yami and Jounouchi: (throttling each other)

Yugi: -_- 0