Disclaimer and legal crapsies:
Yu-Gi-Oh! and all related characters, names, paraphernalia, monsters, and so on and so forth, are © Kazuki Takahashi. This is a cross-over fic between the most holy high Yu-Gi-Oh! and the most dementedly cool game, American McGee's Alice. American McGee's Alice is © to EA Games ((*whisper* Challenge Eev-erything)) and the original Alice in Wonderland and below mentioned alternate title of the same story is © to the long dead yet still cool Lewis Carroll.
I take no credit for creating any of the characters in this story which are related to these three items. Only thing I take credit for is writing the story and for my own original character which makes her debut appearance in chapter three! So, without further ado and stuff. . .
Aira Marashima is © to me, myself, and I. She's based on me, and she's cool and she's mine. So if anyone wants to take her and say that you made her up, I will NOT hesitate to send Bakura, Kaiba, and Yami after you!!! *Ahem* Anyway. Enjoy Chapter Three Kiddies!!! ^_^V
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Chapter Three: Hikari and Yami and Cheshire Cat Makes Three
Rutledge Mental Institution
Case #46986414
Patient Name: Yugi Mutou
Physician in Charge: Dr. S.K. Lee
Date: October Sixth, Two Thousand Three
Today I am glad to note a success in young Yugi's case. Even if small a success is still a success. This morning, the young lady I contacted to bring Yugi's personal objects to the Institution arrived carrying a mid- sized box in her arms. She introduced herself as Aira Marashima. Apparently, she was Mutou's significant other before the accident occurred.
She was a thin girl with golden hair and striking azure eyes, dressed in a light blue flowered sundress and a straw hat to match. Quite honestly, she stuck out like a sore thumb in the dull, sterile hospital environment. I was shocked when she asked to see him herself. Apparently, after the accident, anyone closely related to Mutou was placed under a restraining order by Kaiba Corporation.
I find this odd. . . Why would Kaiba Corporation want to keep his family and friends away from Yugi when their presence may have sped his recovery? Could they be hiding something? Ah well. It is none of my concern. However, when I agreed to allow the girl to visit Yugi, (whom she apparently had not seen since the day before his accident one year ago) she looked more than overjoyed.
I warned her that he did not look the same as she remembered him. His face is scarred and some of his wounds still bleed even after a year. She told me that she didn't care; she just wanted to see him again. When I opened the door to let her into the room, she let out a gasp as she walked towards his bed. It was a bit sad honestly. . . She still spoke to him as if he were still the same person he was one year prior.
I watched them intently. It must have been difficult for her to sit on his bedside, going through some of his personal treasures with no response to her words or his treasures. However, as I said before I'm happy to note a success!
Among his treasures, there was a golden puzzle in the shape of a pyramid which his eyes moved to when she drew it from the box. He blinked at it a couple of times before his hands strained against the leather restraints as if trying to hold the puzzle in his own hands.
That girl had the softest look on her face at that moment. She placed the puzzle's chain about his neck and he calmed. "It's finally back where it belongs. . ." is what she told him. His eyes stayed fixed on the girl the remainder of her visit. I believe that I shall have to invite this girl back for more visits; they may help speed his recovery.
On Yugi's bedside stand, Aira left an old photograph of what I could only guess to be her and Yugi on their prom night, as both were dressed in formalwear and grinning like cats. Now instead of his eyes always being plastered to the ceiling, he stares at the picture instead.
Strange how one person's presence can bring such extraordinary progress. . . I've arranged for her to come back one week from today. Let us hope that her next visit will bring the same kind of improvement. . .
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"Aibou?" I thought aloud. Was I hearing voices now? "No," answered the voice, "I'm just here to bring you back to where you belong. Surely you remember all the things we've been through together?"
I blinked. This voice was obviously coming from inside my own head. I closed my eyes and much to my surprise, I saw a boy who looked like an older, bolder version of me. He wore the same dark navy blue trench coat, the same heavy black leather boots, the same wild spiked hairdo, and the same black pants. The only difference I could spot was indeed the fact that he was taller than me, and that his eyes were strong and defiant.
"No," I answered in earnest, "I don't remember ever hearing voices in my head. I think I would remember that." The voice laughed calmly. "I didn't think you'd remember. But all the same, I'm here to help you get back home where you belong."
Where I belong?
I had never thought about that before. Where had I come from? Who was I? Did I have a name? It certainly couldn't have been 'Sir' as the White Rabbit had called me. "Sorry. . . I hope you don't mind my rudeness, but do you know me?"
"Know you?" mused the voice, sounding a little sad at the question, "I was, or rather am your most trusted partner and companion."
"And your name would be. . .?"
"Yami, resident spirit of the Millennium Puzzle; at your service, Yugi," answered the spirit. Yugi? Was that my name? It certainly did seem fit to be my name, even if I didn't exactly remember it. Either way, now I would have something to say when someone asked me my name; a small comfort in this dark world.
"Ah, I see you have finally met your partner. . . Yes, wonderful. . ." said a smooth and mysterious voice, deep and rich in tone. 'Wonderful!' I thought, 'Now I have TWO voices in my head!'
I watched as Yami crossed his arms over his chest and chuckled. "Oh, he's not in here. . ."
"Indeed not." Said the second voice, as a wide fanged grin appeared, spinning three hundred sixty degrees in midair, sparkling white against gray. I let out a startled yelp and scrambled backward from the grin, and felt not only foolish the instant afterward, but pain as well as the stones in the road cut into spots of the weak scab on my hand.
"Show yourself!" I said shakily as a grey skeletal face of a cat seemed to form by bleeding out of the grin. It had black rings around its slanted white eyes and a single gold hoop earring swung lightly back and forth on his right ear.
The rest of the anorexic, nearly skeletal feline followed, and was strangely decorated with heavy black tattoos on his front haunches and back legs. All in all, I wasn't surprised at how close to death it looked, considering my present locale.
"As you wish. . ." chortled the cat slyly as the last of him appeared; a long spinal tail ended in a tuft of rough black fur. Yami cleared his throat.
"Yugi, meet the Cheshire Cat. . ."
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Note from the Author:
*Flail, happy squeek* Finally we meet Yami and the Cheshire Cat! W00+!!! Undebatably the bestest characters of the two um.things.yeah. Who cares, ne? They're the coolest! Anyway. Three chapters down, and next up: The Village of The Damned. What is the general opinion so far? Do we like? *Hopes so, but gets out the fire extinguisher in case of flames anyway* Heehee ^_^;;;;; See you next chapter minna-san!
Ja ne!
Lara
Yu-Gi-Oh! and all related characters, names, paraphernalia, monsters, and so on and so forth, are © Kazuki Takahashi. This is a cross-over fic between the most holy high Yu-Gi-Oh! and the most dementedly cool game, American McGee's Alice. American McGee's Alice is © to EA Games ((*whisper* Challenge Eev-erything)) and the original Alice in Wonderland and below mentioned alternate title of the same story is © to the long dead yet still cool Lewis Carroll.
I take no credit for creating any of the characters in this story which are related to these three items. Only thing I take credit for is writing the story and for my own original character which makes her debut appearance in chapter three! So, without further ado and stuff. . .
Aira Marashima is © to me, myself, and I. She's based on me, and she's cool and she's mine. So if anyone wants to take her and say that you made her up, I will NOT hesitate to send Bakura, Kaiba, and Yami after you!!! *Ahem* Anyway. Enjoy Chapter Three Kiddies!!! ^_^V
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Chapter Three: Hikari and Yami and Cheshire Cat Makes Three
Rutledge Mental Institution
Case #46986414
Patient Name: Yugi Mutou
Physician in Charge: Dr. S.K. Lee
Date: October Sixth, Two Thousand Three
Today I am glad to note a success in young Yugi's case. Even if small a success is still a success. This morning, the young lady I contacted to bring Yugi's personal objects to the Institution arrived carrying a mid- sized box in her arms. She introduced herself as Aira Marashima. Apparently, she was Mutou's significant other before the accident occurred.
She was a thin girl with golden hair and striking azure eyes, dressed in a light blue flowered sundress and a straw hat to match. Quite honestly, she stuck out like a sore thumb in the dull, sterile hospital environment. I was shocked when she asked to see him herself. Apparently, after the accident, anyone closely related to Mutou was placed under a restraining order by Kaiba Corporation.
I find this odd. . . Why would Kaiba Corporation want to keep his family and friends away from Yugi when their presence may have sped his recovery? Could they be hiding something? Ah well. It is none of my concern. However, when I agreed to allow the girl to visit Yugi, (whom she apparently had not seen since the day before his accident one year ago) she looked more than overjoyed.
I warned her that he did not look the same as she remembered him. His face is scarred and some of his wounds still bleed even after a year. She told me that she didn't care; she just wanted to see him again. When I opened the door to let her into the room, she let out a gasp as she walked towards his bed. It was a bit sad honestly. . . She still spoke to him as if he were still the same person he was one year prior.
I watched them intently. It must have been difficult for her to sit on his bedside, going through some of his personal treasures with no response to her words or his treasures. However, as I said before I'm happy to note a success!
Among his treasures, there was a golden puzzle in the shape of a pyramid which his eyes moved to when she drew it from the box. He blinked at it a couple of times before his hands strained against the leather restraints as if trying to hold the puzzle in his own hands.
That girl had the softest look on her face at that moment. She placed the puzzle's chain about his neck and he calmed. "It's finally back where it belongs. . ." is what she told him. His eyes stayed fixed on the girl the remainder of her visit. I believe that I shall have to invite this girl back for more visits; they may help speed his recovery.
On Yugi's bedside stand, Aira left an old photograph of what I could only guess to be her and Yugi on their prom night, as both were dressed in formalwear and grinning like cats. Now instead of his eyes always being plastered to the ceiling, he stares at the picture instead.
Strange how one person's presence can bring such extraordinary progress. . . I've arranged for her to come back one week from today. Let us hope that her next visit will bring the same kind of improvement. . .
~ ~ ~ ~~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Aibou?" I thought aloud. Was I hearing voices now? "No," answered the voice, "I'm just here to bring you back to where you belong. Surely you remember all the things we've been through together?"
I blinked. This voice was obviously coming from inside my own head. I closed my eyes and much to my surprise, I saw a boy who looked like an older, bolder version of me. He wore the same dark navy blue trench coat, the same heavy black leather boots, the same wild spiked hairdo, and the same black pants. The only difference I could spot was indeed the fact that he was taller than me, and that his eyes were strong and defiant.
"No," I answered in earnest, "I don't remember ever hearing voices in my head. I think I would remember that." The voice laughed calmly. "I didn't think you'd remember. But all the same, I'm here to help you get back home where you belong."
Where I belong?
I had never thought about that before. Where had I come from? Who was I? Did I have a name? It certainly couldn't have been 'Sir' as the White Rabbit had called me. "Sorry. . . I hope you don't mind my rudeness, but do you know me?"
"Know you?" mused the voice, sounding a little sad at the question, "I was, or rather am your most trusted partner and companion."
"And your name would be. . .?"
"Yami, resident spirit of the Millennium Puzzle; at your service, Yugi," answered the spirit. Yugi? Was that my name? It certainly did seem fit to be my name, even if I didn't exactly remember it. Either way, now I would have something to say when someone asked me my name; a small comfort in this dark world.
"Ah, I see you have finally met your partner. . . Yes, wonderful. . ." said a smooth and mysterious voice, deep and rich in tone. 'Wonderful!' I thought, 'Now I have TWO voices in my head!'
I watched as Yami crossed his arms over his chest and chuckled. "Oh, he's not in here. . ."
"Indeed not." Said the second voice, as a wide fanged grin appeared, spinning three hundred sixty degrees in midair, sparkling white against gray. I let out a startled yelp and scrambled backward from the grin, and felt not only foolish the instant afterward, but pain as well as the stones in the road cut into spots of the weak scab on my hand.
"Show yourself!" I said shakily as a grey skeletal face of a cat seemed to form by bleeding out of the grin. It had black rings around its slanted white eyes and a single gold hoop earring swung lightly back and forth on his right ear.
The rest of the anorexic, nearly skeletal feline followed, and was strangely decorated with heavy black tattoos on his front haunches and back legs. All in all, I wasn't surprised at how close to death it looked, considering my present locale.
"As you wish. . ." chortled the cat slyly as the last of him appeared; a long spinal tail ended in a tuft of rough black fur. Yami cleared his throat.
"Yugi, meet the Cheshire Cat. . ."
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Note from the Author:
*Flail, happy squeek* Finally we meet Yami and the Cheshire Cat! W00+!!! Undebatably the bestest characters of the two um.things.yeah. Who cares, ne? They're the coolest! Anyway. Three chapters down, and next up: The Village of The Damned. What is the general opinion so far? Do we like? *Hopes so, but gets out the fire extinguisher in case of flames anyway* Heehee ^_^;;;;; See you next chapter minna-san!
Ja ne!
Lara