Author's Notes: Hello again everyone. I'm sorry I made everyone cry on
that last chapter! I may make everyone cry on this one as well. But
there's a surprise ending. ^^ *winks*
Kenyako Divination: YES! I killed Chris! I know you loved him, but...he had to die. I wouldn't make sense why Jounouchi left if I hadn't killed him off. Sorry! *hides*
Angelkohaku: Sorry I made you cry! Just don't make Seto drown with those tears. Yes, I agree about the whole song deal. *rolls eyes* I like the coupling (I like Seto/Isis better...and I LOVE Seto/Jou...yes I"m strange. ^^) but I would have chose a different way to pick the couple getting together.
Thanks for the complement on the writing style. I try to make things interesting, but sometimes I just don't. You should see my stuff when I was first starting out. *shudders* HORRIBLE.
Here's you're new chapter....don't throw the pink elephant at me....I'll throw Osamu back at you. ^^
Osamu: *blinks*
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YAMIGRIL3: I'm sorry I made you cry as well. ^^ I cried writing it. It will get a bit better in the coming chapters, they won't be as depressing. Glad you liked the chap.
Calcifer: Thanks for the complement of the fight scene. That was the first one I ever did, so I was a little nervous on how it would turn out. I'm glad you liked the chapter too, it was a hard chapter to write. Don't like killing off my characters, and Chris was hard to let go off.
Ieyre: Yup, they kicked ass. It calms down here though. Thanks for the review!
DivinoDraco: Thanks! Glad you enjoyed the chapter
I hope everyone likes this chapter as much as they did the last. There still will be a bit of depressing thing in here, but not that bad....I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!. I only own Setsuko, Michael, Chris....and the two...new characters. ^^
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The situation was critical; both Jounouchi and Setsuko were shot, Hirutani had disappeared somewhere, and the cops were on the way to check out the gang fight that someone had called in about.
Bakura had done his best to get the blood flow stopped on both of them, using both his and Ryou's shirts to wrap around their wounds. Both were unconscious and Jounouchi's shallow breathing was scaring the dark yami out of his wits. Even though he would never admit it to anyone, Jounouchi was a friend and a good friend at that.
He looked over as Ryou squatted down beside him, helping check over the wounded. Yami had a nasty cut to his arm, but was doing quite well, Seto had various cuts over his body, Mai had somehow managed to get out of it without a scratch, though she fought as well as everyone else. Bakura himself had a dislocated shoulder, but Ryou was doing quite well. He turned to Jounouchi, his face saddening. "Do you think he's going to be okay?"
Bakura shrugged, not even feeling the pain in his shoulder, and looked at Ryou. Brown eyes met slanted brown eyes. "I'm not sure Ryou . . .... he's got the odd's against him. With the cops coming, and no way for us to get all of them to the hospital, this isn't looking good."
"Can't we just carry him?"
Bakura shook his head. "The only two people who could possibly carry him would be Mai and you....and I really don't think that they would be able to help all of us to the hospital which is about six miles away. We wouldn't make it...."
The light of the two sighed, looking down at his wounded friends. Both looked up as the door to the warehouse opened and two cops entered. All of them tensed, knowing the fact that they could all be arrested. With all the gang fights in this part of town, they didn't take kindly to them.
The taller of the two scanned the room, taking everything in. "So, what's going on here?"
Bakura stood, trying to make himself seem taller than he really was. "My friend here," He pointed towards Jounouchi "Was being threatened by this gang here. We came here to protect him from getting killed. He's been shot and he's losing blood fast. He needs to be in the hospital but we can't carry him there. Most of us are wounded in some way......"
The shorter one of the two nodded, walking over and lifting Jounouchi into his arms. "We'll take him, as long as the rest of you. We'll discuss this situation later. Considering we've never busted you before, we're really not that worried. The other gang is what worries me. They split as soon as we drove up...looks like they left they're wounded to die as well...."
"That's what they usually do..."
Everyone jumped and turned to see a young man standing at the door, dressed in black, leather pants, a black t-shirt. Black hair fell slightly in front of his green eyes. Bakura's eyes widened a bit as he remembered someone from Jounouchi's description of a gang member he used to hang out with quite a bit. He scanned the room a bit, his eyes saddening at the site of Jounouchi.
"They usually leave the wounded behind for dead. It's their trademark. Now, everyone stop jabbering and get these people to a hospital. COME ON!"
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"Do you think they're okay?"
Mokuba looked up from his place on the couch to see Shizuka standing over him, her eyes red from crying. He patted the seat next to him, moving his legs to allow her to sit down. She did, slumping over to the side as she did so. Her eyes met Mokuba's as more tears streamed down her face. He smiled a bit, hugging her. "It's okay, Shizuka. They're all going to be fine."
"I know....but I just have a bad feeling about it, Mokuba. About Katsuya. He didn't asked to get involved in this. This is stupid. He made one mistake and now he could pay for it with is life. It doesn't help that we could also as well. I mean..." She sniffed. "Who knows how many people Hirutani has got in his gang...they could be trying to attack your mansion at this moment!"
Mokuba rolled his eyes behind her back, pulling away from her. "Shizuka, what's gotten into you? You're usually the cool one in situations like these. I understand you're worried for your brother and my brother, but.....we're not going to be killed. Get your head together, Shizuka Jounouchi! Be the tough girl that my brother happens to be head over heels for!"
The girl sat there for a moment, stunned at the reaction Mokuba had released. She then smiled at him, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Thanks Mokuba....I needed that. I'm just worried from my brother...and Seto too for that matter."
"I am too...."
Both jumped as the phone rang, sending everyone scattering over towards the table. Mokuba took a deep breath before picking up the phone. "Hello?'
"Mokuba?" It was Seto's voice. "Are you guy's okay?"
"Nii-sama!" He cried, holding the phone close to his face as though he could physically reach his brother that way. "We're fine! What about you?! Where are you?"
"At the hospital, we're all getting ourselves patched up." Seto replied. Mokuba nodded, even though is brother couldn't see him, mouthing the words to the rest of the group. Everyone smiled, except for Shizuka. Mokuba nodded.
"What about Jounouchi...is he okay?" He was met with silence. "Seto...is Jounouchi okay?"
"He's unconscious right now....not in a coma, just not awake. He was shot three times, and stabbed once. He lost a lot of blood....he's not doing so well. Setsuko is even worse."
Mokuba closed his eyes, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "I'll get everyone to the hospital...." He stole a look at Shizuka. "Shizuka's going to want to be there with her brother...and it sounds like he's going to need her."
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(Flashback/Dream)
None spoke on that long trip back to the warehouse. Michael was basically being carried by the other members, to grief-stricken to walk alone. Jounouchi had never seen someone break down like that before, and he had seen many breakdowns in his life. Even Hirutani was quiet, silently walking along letting a cigarette dwindle down to nothing.
It was Jounouchi's job to carry Chris' body back to the hang-out. Blood covered his shirt as they hadn't gotten the bleeding stopped when they started back. It took all Jounouchi had not to breakdown crying right there, feeling the limp boy in his arms.
It wasn't fair...he was just a kid. He should have never been allowed to come with them and he would hate himself forever for allowing Hirutani to allow him. Chris was sweet, he had life to him. He never was intended for a gang, he was intended for the world. The world could have loved him.... and all of that ended because of some stupid fight.
Setsuko was waiting at the door for them and her mouth turned up into a smile when she saw the gang returning, but it quickly faded as saw the body in Jounouchi's arms. "Jou....?" She never finished her sentence as the look he gave her answered every question in her mind. Tears formed in her eyes as she followed the second-in-command tot he middle of the room, collapsing beside him as he gently laid the boy on the ground.
"We need to decide what to do with him." Jounouchi said quietly, his eyes never once leaving Chris.
"We can't leave him here...and we can't bring him to the hospital." Hirutani explained, leaning back against the wall, snubbing out his cigarette as he did. " They'll find out easily how he died and we'll all be in a world of trouble."
"But does that really matter?!" Michael cried. "They need to know! Then they can find them!"
"Michael, calm down!" Jounouchi barked, he himself feeling his control slipping. "He does have a point though... if we explain how it happened, there might be a chance that they could catch them and hall they're gun-happy bodies to jail."
"And you expect them to let us off scott free?" Hirutani retorted, glaring at the blonde-haired boy. "Don't be that dumb, Jounouchi, we know you're smarter than that. I'm not getting myself thrown in prison for some damn little runt!"
That was it. Hirutani never saw the punch that was swung at him until he felt it hit his jaw. He looked up, seeing Jounouchi retracting his fist, ready for another one. "Bastard," Jounouchi spat at him, eyes going almost black with fury. "He was a KID. He didn't deserve to die!"
"It was his own fault. He was stupid enough to come with us!" Hirutani roared, throwing his hands up in the air. Jounouchi heard a small growl from Michael and he raised his hand, a sign not to attack. "I say we just dump his body in they ally and let the police find him. They won't ever find out how he was killed and who did it. He was just a stupid little runt who should have listened to his older brother. He didn't and he paid for it with his life. Boo-hoo."
Jounouchi ignored the teenager, spinning around and walking over to Michael. "Come on," he said gently, giving the distraught teen a hand. "Let's go find somewhere to bury him....
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They ended up burying Chris on a hill not to far from the warehouse. It was a nice place, not busy like many graveyards were, but a nice silent place where no one would disturb the small resting place. There was no funeral, no preacher, no one to do a eulogy. All there was were three teenagers placing a small boy into a crude box they had made themselves and lighting it on fire. They sat there for hours, watching the flames burn until there was nothing but ashes and bones.
A small hole was dug in the ground where they placed the ashes, now in a small container, in the ground, covering it up. There would be no marker. The only thing that would prove that the ashes of a young boy named Chris was buried there was the memories of Michael, Jounouchi, and Setsuko.
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The stranger that had helped them to the hospital hadn't said a word since they had arrived, simply checking on both Setsuko and Jounouchi. Ryou had sworn once that he had seen tears in the teens eyes, but when he looked again, the white-haired boy swore it must have been a hallucination.
They had placed both Setsuko and Jounouchi in the same room, both of them in ICU. Everyone had been cleaned and stitched up, all of them crowded into the small ICU room. Kaiba was leaning against the wall, dozing slightly. Ryou was leaning against Bakura, who was asleep in a chair. Mai hadn't left Jounouchi's bedside once, crying into the sheets by his bed and holding his hand. Ryou was confused on why she was being so emotional; she had never cared about Jounouchi before really.....
Everyone woke when the door opened, letting in the other four teens. Shizuka and Mokuba immediately attached themselves to Seto, leaving him laughing. "Hey I'm okay..it's those two you should be worried about."
Shizuka nodded, walking over to her brother's side, a small whimper escaping her throat. "Oh God...Katsuya...." She sat next to Mai, looking over at the stricken girl. "Mai.....you okay?"
The blonde girl shook her head, tears escaping her violet eyes. "No, I'm not.....He can't die...he just can't....."
Ryou sat up, stretching. "Mai...what is gotten into you. I know you've always kind of had a crush on him but...you're acting like he's your husband that's going to die....what's the matter?"
"Because....because if he dies.....there is going to be a baby who is never going to know it's father...."
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About the burial scene, just in case you didn't understand it, I'll explain. Instead of burying the body like we do here in the United States most of the time, they cremate people in Japan. It's one reason why, when using chopsticks, you never pass food from one pair of chopsticks to another. After the body is cremated, the family passes the bones by chopsticks through the family.
I decided, since they were in Japan, that it probably would be best to do a burial scene from one. That was my first one, so sorry if it was horrible.
Please review. ^^
Kenyako Divination: YES! I killed Chris! I know you loved him, but...he had to die. I wouldn't make sense why Jounouchi left if I hadn't killed him off. Sorry! *hides*
Angelkohaku: Sorry I made you cry! Just don't make Seto drown with those tears. Yes, I agree about the whole song deal. *rolls eyes* I like the coupling (I like Seto/Isis better...and I LOVE Seto/Jou...yes I"m strange. ^^) but I would have chose a different way to pick the couple getting together.
Thanks for the complement on the writing style. I try to make things interesting, but sometimes I just don't. You should see my stuff when I was first starting out. *shudders* HORRIBLE.
Here's you're new chapter....don't throw the pink elephant at me....I'll throw Osamu back at you. ^^
Osamu: *blinks*
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YAMIGRIL3: I'm sorry I made you cry as well. ^^ I cried writing it. It will get a bit better in the coming chapters, they won't be as depressing. Glad you liked the chap.
Calcifer: Thanks for the complement of the fight scene. That was the first one I ever did, so I was a little nervous on how it would turn out. I'm glad you liked the chapter too, it was a hard chapter to write. Don't like killing off my characters, and Chris was hard to let go off.
Ieyre: Yup, they kicked ass. It calms down here though. Thanks for the review!
DivinoDraco: Thanks! Glad you enjoyed the chapter
I hope everyone likes this chapter as much as they did the last. There still will be a bit of depressing thing in here, but not that bad....I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!. I only own Setsuko, Michael, Chris....and the two...new characters. ^^
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The situation was critical; both Jounouchi and Setsuko were shot, Hirutani had disappeared somewhere, and the cops were on the way to check out the gang fight that someone had called in about.
Bakura had done his best to get the blood flow stopped on both of them, using both his and Ryou's shirts to wrap around their wounds. Both were unconscious and Jounouchi's shallow breathing was scaring the dark yami out of his wits. Even though he would never admit it to anyone, Jounouchi was a friend and a good friend at that.
He looked over as Ryou squatted down beside him, helping check over the wounded. Yami had a nasty cut to his arm, but was doing quite well, Seto had various cuts over his body, Mai had somehow managed to get out of it without a scratch, though she fought as well as everyone else. Bakura himself had a dislocated shoulder, but Ryou was doing quite well. He turned to Jounouchi, his face saddening. "Do you think he's going to be okay?"
Bakura shrugged, not even feeling the pain in his shoulder, and looked at Ryou. Brown eyes met slanted brown eyes. "I'm not sure Ryou . . .... he's got the odd's against him. With the cops coming, and no way for us to get all of them to the hospital, this isn't looking good."
"Can't we just carry him?"
Bakura shook his head. "The only two people who could possibly carry him would be Mai and you....and I really don't think that they would be able to help all of us to the hospital which is about six miles away. We wouldn't make it...."
The light of the two sighed, looking down at his wounded friends. Both looked up as the door to the warehouse opened and two cops entered. All of them tensed, knowing the fact that they could all be arrested. With all the gang fights in this part of town, they didn't take kindly to them.
The taller of the two scanned the room, taking everything in. "So, what's going on here?"
Bakura stood, trying to make himself seem taller than he really was. "My friend here," He pointed towards Jounouchi "Was being threatened by this gang here. We came here to protect him from getting killed. He's been shot and he's losing blood fast. He needs to be in the hospital but we can't carry him there. Most of us are wounded in some way......"
The shorter one of the two nodded, walking over and lifting Jounouchi into his arms. "We'll take him, as long as the rest of you. We'll discuss this situation later. Considering we've never busted you before, we're really not that worried. The other gang is what worries me. They split as soon as we drove up...looks like they left they're wounded to die as well...."
"That's what they usually do..."
Everyone jumped and turned to see a young man standing at the door, dressed in black, leather pants, a black t-shirt. Black hair fell slightly in front of his green eyes. Bakura's eyes widened a bit as he remembered someone from Jounouchi's description of a gang member he used to hang out with quite a bit. He scanned the room a bit, his eyes saddening at the site of Jounouchi.
"They usually leave the wounded behind for dead. It's their trademark. Now, everyone stop jabbering and get these people to a hospital. COME ON!"
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"Do you think they're okay?"
Mokuba looked up from his place on the couch to see Shizuka standing over him, her eyes red from crying. He patted the seat next to him, moving his legs to allow her to sit down. She did, slumping over to the side as she did so. Her eyes met Mokuba's as more tears streamed down her face. He smiled a bit, hugging her. "It's okay, Shizuka. They're all going to be fine."
"I know....but I just have a bad feeling about it, Mokuba. About Katsuya. He didn't asked to get involved in this. This is stupid. He made one mistake and now he could pay for it with is life. It doesn't help that we could also as well. I mean..." She sniffed. "Who knows how many people Hirutani has got in his gang...they could be trying to attack your mansion at this moment!"
Mokuba rolled his eyes behind her back, pulling away from her. "Shizuka, what's gotten into you? You're usually the cool one in situations like these. I understand you're worried for your brother and my brother, but.....we're not going to be killed. Get your head together, Shizuka Jounouchi! Be the tough girl that my brother happens to be head over heels for!"
The girl sat there for a moment, stunned at the reaction Mokuba had released. She then smiled at him, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Thanks Mokuba....I needed that. I'm just worried from my brother...and Seto too for that matter."
"I am too...."
Both jumped as the phone rang, sending everyone scattering over towards the table. Mokuba took a deep breath before picking up the phone. "Hello?'
"Mokuba?" It was Seto's voice. "Are you guy's okay?"
"Nii-sama!" He cried, holding the phone close to his face as though he could physically reach his brother that way. "We're fine! What about you?! Where are you?"
"At the hospital, we're all getting ourselves patched up." Seto replied. Mokuba nodded, even though is brother couldn't see him, mouthing the words to the rest of the group. Everyone smiled, except for Shizuka. Mokuba nodded.
"What about Jounouchi...is he okay?" He was met with silence. "Seto...is Jounouchi okay?"
"He's unconscious right now....not in a coma, just not awake. He was shot three times, and stabbed once. He lost a lot of blood....he's not doing so well. Setsuko is even worse."
Mokuba closed his eyes, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "I'll get everyone to the hospital...." He stole a look at Shizuka. "Shizuka's going to want to be there with her brother...and it sounds like he's going to need her."
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(Flashback/Dream)
None spoke on that long trip back to the warehouse. Michael was basically being carried by the other members, to grief-stricken to walk alone. Jounouchi had never seen someone break down like that before, and he had seen many breakdowns in his life. Even Hirutani was quiet, silently walking along letting a cigarette dwindle down to nothing.
It was Jounouchi's job to carry Chris' body back to the hang-out. Blood covered his shirt as they hadn't gotten the bleeding stopped when they started back. It took all Jounouchi had not to breakdown crying right there, feeling the limp boy in his arms.
It wasn't fair...he was just a kid. He should have never been allowed to come with them and he would hate himself forever for allowing Hirutani to allow him. Chris was sweet, he had life to him. He never was intended for a gang, he was intended for the world. The world could have loved him.... and all of that ended because of some stupid fight.
Setsuko was waiting at the door for them and her mouth turned up into a smile when she saw the gang returning, but it quickly faded as saw the body in Jounouchi's arms. "Jou....?" She never finished her sentence as the look he gave her answered every question in her mind. Tears formed in her eyes as she followed the second-in-command tot he middle of the room, collapsing beside him as he gently laid the boy on the ground.
"We need to decide what to do with him." Jounouchi said quietly, his eyes never once leaving Chris.
"We can't leave him here...and we can't bring him to the hospital." Hirutani explained, leaning back against the wall, snubbing out his cigarette as he did. " They'll find out easily how he died and we'll all be in a world of trouble."
"But does that really matter?!" Michael cried. "They need to know! Then they can find them!"
"Michael, calm down!" Jounouchi barked, he himself feeling his control slipping. "He does have a point though... if we explain how it happened, there might be a chance that they could catch them and hall they're gun-happy bodies to jail."
"And you expect them to let us off scott free?" Hirutani retorted, glaring at the blonde-haired boy. "Don't be that dumb, Jounouchi, we know you're smarter than that. I'm not getting myself thrown in prison for some damn little runt!"
That was it. Hirutani never saw the punch that was swung at him until he felt it hit his jaw. He looked up, seeing Jounouchi retracting his fist, ready for another one. "Bastard," Jounouchi spat at him, eyes going almost black with fury. "He was a KID. He didn't deserve to die!"
"It was his own fault. He was stupid enough to come with us!" Hirutani roared, throwing his hands up in the air. Jounouchi heard a small growl from Michael and he raised his hand, a sign not to attack. "I say we just dump his body in they ally and let the police find him. They won't ever find out how he was killed and who did it. He was just a stupid little runt who should have listened to his older brother. He didn't and he paid for it with his life. Boo-hoo."
Jounouchi ignored the teenager, spinning around and walking over to Michael. "Come on," he said gently, giving the distraught teen a hand. "Let's go find somewhere to bury him....
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They ended up burying Chris on a hill not to far from the warehouse. It was a nice place, not busy like many graveyards were, but a nice silent place where no one would disturb the small resting place. There was no funeral, no preacher, no one to do a eulogy. All there was were three teenagers placing a small boy into a crude box they had made themselves and lighting it on fire. They sat there for hours, watching the flames burn until there was nothing but ashes and bones.
A small hole was dug in the ground where they placed the ashes, now in a small container, in the ground, covering it up. There would be no marker. The only thing that would prove that the ashes of a young boy named Chris was buried there was the memories of Michael, Jounouchi, and Setsuko.
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The stranger that had helped them to the hospital hadn't said a word since they had arrived, simply checking on both Setsuko and Jounouchi. Ryou had sworn once that he had seen tears in the teens eyes, but when he looked again, the white-haired boy swore it must have been a hallucination.
They had placed both Setsuko and Jounouchi in the same room, both of them in ICU. Everyone had been cleaned and stitched up, all of them crowded into the small ICU room. Kaiba was leaning against the wall, dozing slightly. Ryou was leaning against Bakura, who was asleep in a chair. Mai hadn't left Jounouchi's bedside once, crying into the sheets by his bed and holding his hand. Ryou was confused on why she was being so emotional; she had never cared about Jounouchi before really.....
Everyone woke when the door opened, letting in the other four teens. Shizuka and Mokuba immediately attached themselves to Seto, leaving him laughing. "Hey I'm okay..it's those two you should be worried about."
Shizuka nodded, walking over to her brother's side, a small whimper escaping her throat. "Oh God...Katsuya...." She sat next to Mai, looking over at the stricken girl. "Mai.....you okay?"
The blonde girl shook her head, tears escaping her violet eyes. "No, I'm not.....He can't die...he just can't....."
Ryou sat up, stretching. "Mai...what is gotten into you. I know you've always kind of had a crush on him but...you're acting like he's your husband that's going to die....what's the matter?"
"Because....because if he dies.....there is going to be a baby who is never going to know it's father...."
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About the burial scene, just in case you didn't understand it, I'll explain. Instead of burying the body like we do here in the United States most of the time, they cremate people in Japan. It's one reason why, when using chopsticks, you never pass food from one pair of chopsticks to another. After the body is cremated, the family passes the bones by chopsticks through the family.
I decided, since they were in Japan, that it probably would be best to do a burial scene from one. That was my first one, so sorry if it was horrible.
Please review. ^^