Author's Note: There are random bouts of Yami Bakura being a bit OOC, so please excuse that. Also, this is a pretty sad chapter too. Sorry you guys, I'll make it happier, I promise. The /'s are for Ryou and Yami Bakura's speech is in italics and bold.
Asylum
Chapter 3
Domino City Mental Hospital
1:23 A.M.
Yami Bakura:
Ryou hated it when I broke into places. Really, he did. So much in fact, that he stared lecturing me on the importance of obeying the law. Like I cared. And I told him so. My main objective was to see the Pharaoh. I enjoyed seeing Yugi fall apart at the loss of his beloved companion. I always got a thrill out of that. I slipped inside the building and down the back hallway. The building was virtually silent now, which seemed unusual to me. But I had not the time to worry about it. I have to see I stopped in front of the door that was labeled Yami Motou and knelt down.
I pulled a small pin out of the locks of my snowy white hair and stuck it in the keyhole. A few twists and a push and the door was open. I crept inside and met the crimson eyes of Pharaoh. He looked at me cautiously as if I were something to fear. I loved this moment. Yami was finally afraid of me…of me! Oh, glorious day!
/Can you think of anything else other than how scared Yami seems?/
Damn you, Ryou, stealing my fun. (Though he had a point.)
I do pity him. It's not as much fun mocking him without him being in his right mind.
Yami backed up onto his bed, his eyes glittering in fear.
"Who are you?" He asked hoarsely.
"Who did this to you?" I asked, pointing at his arms.
He flinched and turned his head away from me.
/He's reluctant to tell us. I wonder why?/
I frowned.
These people have done things to him.
/Are you certain?/
Of course. As much as I want to see the look on Yugi's face, we can't tell him yet.
/We don't have enough proof, yet./
7:15 A.M.
Dr. Sumizone:
I was pleased to see Yami in fresher clothes. Even his wounds were bandaged. Maybe there was hope for my staff after all. I sighed. It seemed like his friends were suspicious of me, especially that white haired boy. Maybe a talk to Seto Keiba was in order. Maybe I could put a stop to so many visits.
"Dr. Sumizone."
I whipped around, only to see Seto Keiba, wearing his 'not so happy' grin. Not only that, but his visit was totally unexpected.
"Mr. Keiba, I didn't know you were coming to visit. How come you didn't leave a message with my secretary?"
Seto Keiba's grin turned into a grimace.
"I felt like coming here without notice. It leaves the element for a surprise visit, you may say."
I didn't like his tone.
"Mr. Keiba, I think Yami would do better at another hospital. One far from Domino City."
"No."
The sharpness of his tone unsettled me greatly.
"But Yugi and his friends…they are getting suspicious…"
Yami Motou:
The night before had filled me with some insight on who I was supposed to be. The white haired boy had babbled on for hours about it, sometimes giving me scraps of food. I had barely noticed until then that I barely ate anything here. Anyways, the white haired boy disappeared around sunrise, locking the door behind him. And now, I was sitting on my bed, curled up in a ball, pondering.
The Game King was an ancient Pharaoh brought to life after being sealed in a golden puzzle…
That sounded somewhat familiar to me, but I couldn't pinpoint it. Subconsciously, I stared at the mirror across the room. The striped hair and crimson eyes…were those the eyes of a king? My thoughts were shattered as the door opened with a violent slam.
"Mr. Keiba, I told you Yami is not up to being visited!"
Dr. Sumizone was yelling at someone other than me. I sat up, trying to catch a glimpse of her. There was a loud smack and then Dr. Sumizone fell backwards into the room. She let out a pained yell and I could see that she had bruises all over her face. It should have thrilled me that she was getting abused, but it didn't. At least…not yet. A tall man walked inside the room with a large trench coat that covered a light brown shirt and black pants. He wore a look of bliss on his face, as if he had just done something that made himself very happy.
"Yami Motou, how good it is to see you."
Something told me to keep my mouth shut. The man, I assumed was Seto Keiba, walked over to the bed, forcing me to look up to see his eyes.
"I expected you to be out of your mind, but it seems that you aren't. That means Dr. Sumizone hasn't been doing her job."
It was then that I noticed that Dr. Sumizone was on her feet again. Did he really hit her that hard?
"I have been doing my job, Mr. Keiba. I swear!"
I was surprised when Seto turned away from me and faced Dr. Sumizone.
"Prove it. You know what I want done."
Ryou Bakura:
As Yugi's friend, I didn't want to be involved in Yami's condition. Even I saw what it was doing to Yami when my yami broken in the mental hospital. Yugi was killing him by being ignorant to the scam of that damned hospital.
Actually, he seemed a bit normal to me.
/What is your definition of normal, 'Kura?/
I could feel my yami smile at my question. I took that as a hint to say no more about the subject. For what had to be the hundredth time this month, I knocked on the front door of the Kame Game Shop. Yugi answered the door almost immediately. He had a smile on his face, but I could tell he had been crying.
That kid does nothing but cry. He needs to suck it up and get the Pharaoh out of that damned mental hospital.
I flinched at 'Kura's tone and sighed. Yugi gave me a questioning look.
"What's wrong? This isn't about Yami, is it?"
Part of me wanted to nod my head and tell him all that I had seen. But the other half…
Not yet, Ryou. We must be sure that we have proof. I'll make sure we get it tonight.
Was he mocking me?
9:37 P.M.
Domino City Mental Hospital
Yami Motou:
With the coming of the dark, came new pain. After Seto Keiba left, my door had been left wide open…and surprisingly, no nurses came. I should have escaped through the door, but fear and indecision kept me rooted to the bed. The nurses would catch me before I could find a way out. I hadn't been outside my cell much at all and it left me at a disadvantage. I shuddered. I didn't want to be raped by those monsters…but I had to escape.
I want you to make him suffer. Better yet, kill him.
I shuddered again. Why did Seto want me dead? I did nothing to him! Nothing! I glanced at the door again. I had no where to go even if I could get out. The only person that could help me…
Yugi Motou…
…was so far away. It wasn't like I had much of a choice now. I had to survive. I moved off of the bed and started towards the door. Just a little longer now…push yourself…
I cleared the doorway and walked right into something solid. That something solid…was a someone.
"So, you tried to escape. I should've known you would. Did you force up some courage?"
The nurse grabbed my neck and pushed me against the wall. He was rubbing himself against me…hurting…
"Aw, what's the matter? Can't you handle it?"
No…I could not…stop it…
"Stop this and take him to the treatment room! Strap him in and don't touch him once you do!"
"Fine."
The nurse pulled me off of the wall and started dragging me down the hall by my hair. I screamed—why wouldn't I—and tried to struggle out of his grasp.
"Stop struggling!"
All of a sudden, he anchored me into a wall and drove me against it violently. My shoulder took most of the impact and I was almost certain that it was severely damaged. I caught sight of Dr. Sumizone as the nurse rounded the corner. She looked very sinister…and afraid? I wasn't sure. All I knew was that I needed help and soon. The door to the treatment room was open…as if it knew that I was coming.
The nurse pulled me up by my hair, forcing me up to my feet. I barely struggled as he heaved me onto the cold slab that served as the table.
Better yet…kill him!
The thought ran through my mind again. Without warning, I kicked at the nurse, trying to push him away as I could get up. It didn't work and I got a punch to my stomach for it. I nearly retched from the force, but somehow I managed to keep it down. Several straps tightened around my body, firmly killing the notion of escaping. Dr. Sumizone walked inside the treatment room, brandishing a tray full of needles.
They were drugs, that much I knew. Was there something I could do to stop this? Dr. Sumizone sat the tray down on the side of the slab and stroked a part of my hair. I found myself snarling at her touch…even if she was trying to be friendly.
"Don't worry, Yami. It will be all over soon."
She picked up the first needle and lifted my restrained arm. I wanted to move it, so that I could knock it out of her hand, but I couldn't. It was like I was frozen in time. The needle entered my skin. Pain snaked up my arm…
Please, please forgive me…
Tears started to pour down my dirty cheeks. Another needle found it's way into my skin, filling the void the other one left.
But I won't be home again
Maybe someday, you'll look out,
And barely conscious, you'll say to no one…
Isn't something missing?
My vision became clouded with hot tears, but I couldn't bring myself to blink. The boy…Yugi…
You won't cry for my absence, I know.
You forgot me long ago…
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?
He forgot me…he forgot me…in this hell hole…it's all your fault…
Even though I must sacrifice,
You won't try for me, not now…
My eyes closed after the arrival of the third needle. My body…I couldn't feel the pain…
Though I died to know you love me,
I'm all alone…
Author's Note: Even I'm about to cry…over this chapter sigh Comment as you wish.