Thank you to my reviewers. This chapter has a different point of view. The next couple chapter will switch POVs sometimes. RRE!
---
Jounouchi's POV
---
I sat lounging in my chair with a comic in his hands. The day was so boring, but there were always comics lying around my apartment. This time, Flash and Superman were battling Lex Luther. The villain had poisoned Superman with kryptonite and now Flash had to dash. If he did not get the antidote in time, the hero would die. I clung onto every word. An old box of pizza next to me was empty. My stomach rumbled. I stood up and headed to the kitchen to raid the fridge.
A smashed bologna sandwich on the floor stuck to my shoe as I entered. I opened the fridge door. All there was on the shelves were condiments and butterscotch pudding. I hate butterscotch pudding. The phone rang. "Hello?" I generically said.
"Is this Katsuya Jounouchi?" I didn't recognize the voice.
"Yeah."
"Sir, were you at Yuugi Moutou's apartment yesterday?"
"Yeah, what's it to ya?" Why would they care?
"Sir, I am sorry to say, but Yuugi Moutou has just been murdered." I held the phone. At first, I tried to hold back my disbelieving laughter.
"Who is this? Honda, are you BSing with me, you nut?" I wondered with a slight chuckle.
"No, Mr. Jounouchi. You must come to his apartment for questioning right away. Good day." The man's voice was followed by a click. I became sort of angry. Okay, I would go to Yuug's apartment. I would go along with the prank.
I walked into the Hillshire Complex. That is where Yuugi lives. The front street was riddled with police cars. Hmm, would someone really go that far with a prank? I mean, it isn't easy to get fake police cars. Continuing, I hurried my marched through the lobby. I stabbed the elevator button and got in. On the 12th floor, I stepped out and was greeted by a police officer. "Katsuya?" he asked.
"Yeah?" I remembered his voice from the phone.
"Come with me." He reached forward to touch my shoulder. I recoiled.
"Whoa, whoa there buddy. First, tell me this," I demanded. "On the phone, that thing you said wasn't true, right?"
The police officer shook his head. "Sir-"
"Stop callin' me that!" I yelled.
"Jounouchi," he continued, "Yuugi Moutou is dead. You are thought as being the last person who saw him. You are a suspect."
My jaw dropped. I pushed the man aside and rushed past him. Yuugi's door was closed at the end of the hall. I turned the knob and shoved it open. It slammed as it hit the adjacent wall. I so was mad and upset. Bakura stood in the corner. I walked up to him and almost yelled. "What happen!?" He became an immediate suspect in my mind.
His face was blank, practically sad. "I don't know," he shook his head slightly. I stomped off. Some policemen were staring.
"What happened to my boyfriend!?" I shouted. They parted. A small form covered a white sheet lied on the carpet. Gold pieces were scattered around it. One of the men bent down and folded back part of the stained sheet. Yuugi's damp hair fell back. His face was blank. My eyes fell onto his stomach. A deep cut was carved into him. His whole abdomen was tinged red from dried blood. I fell to my knees. The blanket pulled back over his face again. I began to cry. A hand grabbed my shoulder and dragged me upwards. It was the same policeman I had talked to on the phone, again.
"Son, you have answer the questions," he said sternly. I wiped my eyes. How could they ask me to do anything now? Yuugi had just died.
I left the apartment building. It had been over an hour since I arrived. The officer had shot off question after question like where I had been, what were my relations with Yuugi, who I thought had done it ... it went on and on. I was tired and wanted to go home. The faint feeling of nothingness still wrapped itself around my conscious. I felt like I was drifting down the sidewalk. Slowly, I made my way up the steps to my room. Inside, I just stared at all of junk. Just like an over turned trash can. It surprised me that I had never cleaned it all up. I shrugged it off. With my toes, I pushed all of the comics off my bed and fell onto it. Blankly, I stared at the ceiling.
I could not help letting my thoughts wonder. Yuugi first came to mind. It felt like it had been so long since we had met. I was so mean to him. The bully inside me could not help preying on him. But, then he stood up for me. He took that punch to defend me. Yuugi's hurt eyes stared up at me through the pain. His body ached. He seemed so innocent. His innocence pulled me down. I immediately attached to him and he clung onto me. We hung out as only friends afraid of what people would think. Apparently, we supposed to be just friends.
Slowly, I got into him. We kissed. He was embarrassed, but I took his fear away. His tongue would sweetly lap at my neck in bed. I would laugh and he would sigh happily. We loved each other. It was obvious. An annoying sound interrupted my thoughts. It was merely the phone.
"Hello," I moaned.
"Hey, buddy." It was Honda. "I heard what happened. I can't believe it. The whole gang knows about it." His voice had that tone. The one people used to express sadness when they really could not show remorse. I couldn't stand it.
"What is ya problem, man? Our friend just died and ya can't believe it!?" I screamed at him. I could not help it, he just such an idiot not to realize. "Can't ya tell I'm upset!?" It came out in a loud shot that was almost deafening in my mind. I glared at the wall in front of me in blind anger.
"Whoa, whoa. Jouno, you don't have to yell. We all cared about Yuugi and I know you two were boyfriends."
"So!? I still do care!" I slammed the phone down and hoped that it had broken. There was no one I wanted to talk to. Everyone was watching me, I could feel it. I jumped back onto my bed and threw the covers over my head. The thickness of them muffled my screams. I pulled it as tight as possible around my head. It was suffocating. My head felt numb and my lungs burned. I fell unconscious.
The dizziness wore off. I opened my eyes and violet ones stared back. Yuugi lied nestled next to me in the covers. He was smiling. Yuugi inched towards me and whispered, "I am here." He then tilted his head and kissed me. I wrapped my hands around his neck. He rolled on top of me and held my face.
I moved my hands slowly down his back. Then, I felt something cold and hard against my finger. I looked into Yuugi's eyes. They were wide and so shallow. My fingers were covered in blood. He fell off of me and face flat onto the floor. A long dagger was stuck out of his back. I gasped. Even my nightmares were haunting me. I struggled to leave the dream. But, all I could see was Yuugi's dead body and the Millennium Ring.
---
Ohhhhhh . . . angsty. More to come. Please review!