Goodbye to God.

Another Yu-Gi-Oh! fan fic with (guess what?) Quentin Tarantino-inspiration by Heavens to Bikini Kill

This is Nine.

I woke up with a school uniform on my body, Kaiba in his stupid tight pants and his stupid tight shirt and his even stupider fruity trenchcoat, in the same room, minus all of the glass, and note attached to my lapel. Kaiba was prompted to wake up also, noted the changes, and nodded to the paper. "Read it."

I did. "Dearest Pet... blah blah blah... some shit about how he hopes I've learned something... something about how he had to dress us so we don't draw suspicions from being late to school or work... he expects me to wear the collar today, hell if I do... and that he's docking the cost of my uniform and the stuff we broke (nice job, by the way) from my pay."

Now, AK, for future reference, that is how you punish people! Next time your delivery boy is insolent, instead of raping him, just dock his pay! Is that so hard?

Kaiba snorted in pure contempt. "So what if he's docking your pay? He done worse to you already." He paused. "Why do you work for him? The money isn't worth it."

I refused to answer, too embarrassed, even now. I jumped off of the bed and put on my shoes, signaling that I was going off to school. Kaiba also got to his feet and served up the iciest, deadliest glare that I had ever seen. It was enough to make me stop dead in my tracks. "You didn't answer my question."

I sighed loudly and dropped into a conveniently placed chair. "You sure you want to know?"

"Absolutely."

"Then I'll make it simple: abusive father, pompous mother."

"You need out."

"Exactly."

"So you put up with this."

"Precisely."

"Jonouchi, that is a load of bullshit, and you know it."

"Can't help it. I'm AK's bitch."

"No, you're not."

I returned the glare. "Yes, I am. If you'll excuse me, I need to get to school. And no, I don't want a ride."

I don't like it when people try to lecture me. So, I left for school without another word.

I was seriously hoping that the day would be a day when everybody just chose to shut up. It wasn't.

Anzu came to school again with Supernova, and waved goodbye to her, completely forgetting to say good morning to us, and ran into the building. Yuugi was in a very nasty mood, and Honda didn't know enough to care that much.

"Anzu's been lying to us."

I rolled my eyes to the heavens. "About what?"

"You know how she says that she and Supernova always go to the arcade after school?"

"Yeah, and?" How come I had an idea of what he was going to say?

"I went there yesterday, and they weren't there! Why would she lie like that? Is she tired of us?" Yuugi looked like he was about to kill a man. (I know, I know, stop laughing.)

"I doubt it, Yug my man." I tried my damnedest not to lose my temper on Yuugi for being so irritatingly oblivious. "Maybe she just wants to get to know her -- ahem, better." I nearly choked on my own lie.

"I think we should talk to her." Yuugi wasn't letting this one go.

Honda nodded in agreement, though it was obvious that he really didn't care. "That's a great idea, Yuugi. You should definitely talk to her."

"Wait a sec!" Yuugi snapped. "What do you mean, me?"

"Because Anzu told me that Supernova's coming to visit at lunch, and hell naw if I deal with that girl. Did you see her? She has 'yakuza' written all over her."

Honda, you're honest, and you're right, but sometimes, you are really, really stupid.

I could try to describe to you how Yuugi verbally sliced and diced him into appetizers, but you would never believe me. I know, because nobody else did.

I can say that we did agree to talk to Anzu, though talking would probably consist of Atemu going completely berserk (in Yuugi's behalf, I can tell you that he couldn't care less about Anzu) on Supernova, and probably challenging her to a game. (Ooh!) And at that point, Supernova would probably whip out her dagger. I assumed that it was going to get really ugly.

Honda thought so too, and he knew less about Supernova than I did. In fact, we both cowered in total fear and lack of anticipation in class until the stupid lunch bell rang (at which I wanted to throw my dagger through the stupid thing... did I mention that Supernova was teaching me how to throw knives properly?).

Yuugi grabbed us both by the elbows and marched through the halls to the cafeteria. With each step I prayed to a different god, until I was pretty sure that I was in good enough graces to avoid perdition.

We found Anzu sitting with Supernova in the furthest corner of the room, making the ordeal ten times more frightening and which caused me to wonder if Yuugi had suicidal tendencies.

We grabbed our lunches (what I thought would be the last solid foods I would be able to eat properly) and Yuugi virtually sprinted to the suspect table. Honda and I followed him closely, our legs melting in pure horror as Yuugi slammed his food on the table, forcing Supernova and Anzu to look up. Anzu looked five degrees of confused. "Something wrong?"

Yuugi looked five degrees of furious, and Supernova gave him the once-over. Ohhhh shit. "Yeah, Anzu! Why have you been lying to us?"

Anzu's brow furrowed. "What?"

"How come you weren't the arcade like you said you'd be?! Hm? You got a problem with us or something?!" Yuugi was turning very, very red. I know, it's hard to imagine. [A/N: Ohmagod, please don't yell at me about how Yuugi's OOC. He's pissed. He's really pissed, and Atemu doesn't care enough about Anzu to cover for him. At least, that's the way it is in this story. So deal.]

Anzu's jaw now dropped to the sticky, icky floor. "Oh my God, you followed us?"

"No, but I wish I did! I went to the arcade so I could actually have a conversation with you, only to find that neither you nor Supernova were anywhere in the area!" He was raging mad now, and his arms were flailing dangerously. And the former yakuza in white was straight up death-glaring.

Anzu took notice of the anger in the room. "Look, Yuugi, I'm really sorry, I am, but -- "

"But nothing!" Yuugi interrupted, and at this point in time, people were actually turning in their seats and staring. Honda and I tried to shrink. Didn't work.

Supernova slammed her hands on the table and stood up, towering over Yuugi. (Well, everybody does, but that's besides the point.) "I will ask you to not speak to Anzu in such a manner, thank you." She retained her calm, collected nature, making it twice as scary.

Anzu took advantage of Yuugi's short state of silence. "Look Yuugi, I probably should have told you this earlier, but... um... gee," she giggled incessantly, "how should I put this? Okay, Supernova and I are kind of... together, you know what I mean?"

Now it was Yuugi's jaw's turn to drop. "Er... what?"

And Honda flipped the fuck out. "You're a fucking lesbian?! Rraaagggh!"

His really strange form of yelling snapped Yuugi out of his reverie. "You're with someone other than me?! Rraaaaagggh!"

More people looked our way, and the ones who were listening in really stared. "Um, we're rehearsing for a play?" I tried. No one bought it, so I waved my fist a bit and put on a very threatening face. "Anyone not believe it?" They all shook their heads no (in fear) and went back to their lunches.

Anzu blushed furiously. "You guys, it's not that big of a deal... and I'm really into her. You should support me." She threw her arm over Supernova's shoulder to make her point, and the former yakuza grabbed her around the waist protectively.

"When did... er... this happen, anyway?" Yuugi looked like he wanted to shrink to a height of three centimeters and crawl away.

"We hooked up yesterday. What's it to you?" Supernova snapped. Wow, so this is how she acts when she gets all jealous. (Jealous of Yuugi? Ha ha ha ha!)

"Oh, I don't know..." Honda mused sarcastically, "maybe it's the fact that nobody in Japan is going to accept this?!"

I couldn't stop myself from snorting into my milk. Everybody looked at me funny (with the exception of Supernova, she knew what was up). "Excuse me, Jou? What's so funny?"

"Absolutely nothing. This is a very serious manner, and I merely choked on my drink. Please continue." Boy, that was dripping with more sarcasm than a woman with PMS.

Let's skip the bureaucracy and just say that Yuugi will eventually get over it, and Honda... well, he's still friends with Anzu (friendship's stronger than sexuality), but he runs the other way whenever he sees Supernova.

I ran straight home.

My pager went off at least five times, and I assumed that it was AK. I decided to just not call. Perhaps he'll get the message and go away. Maybe he'll find some other boy to torture. (That's a terrible thing to say!)

The sixth time, I found myself regressing into little bitch mode, and I started not to run so fast. I slowed down to a walk eventually, and I stopped the moment I saw a pay phone.

Don't do it. Don't call him.

Do it, you're his bitch anyway. And he'll sic his yakuza on you if he doesn't hear from you.

My feet forced me over to the booth, and my arm shot up of its own accord. My hand shoved itself into my pocket, and my fingers grasped hold of a few assorted coins.

"Don't do it, Jou."

I turned. "Kaiba?"

He lifted himself up from the pole he had been leaning against. "We can't do anything on our own, and you know it."

"I thought I made it clear that I can take care of AK by myself."

"You know that's not true."

An uncomfortable pause, and he spoke again.

"My body's demanding that I use tonight, and my mind is trying its hardest to fight the craving. I need help. Jonouchi-san," the second time he's called me that, "I need your help."

My arms dropped to my sides, unsure of what to do. We stayed there, saying nothing, only staring at each other. My pager went off again. I pulled it out. It really was AK.

Kaiba held out his hand. "Let me see that."

I obliged.

He threw it against the brick wall behind me with the strength and the speed of a baseball pitcher. It shattered into hundreds of small, black pieces.

"Anzu will fucking kill me -- "

" -- So I'll buy you a new one, and tell Anzu you changed the number."

I had no clue what to say, and I made that clear. Kaiba filled the silence.

"Let's go."

"What?" Whoever thought that Kaiba would want to take me anywhere? "To where?"

"I'm thinking out to Tokyo. Maybe the House of Blue Leaves. Anywhere but here."

I smiled for the first time in a long time. "I wonder who's playing tonight?"

[A/N: Insert Kill Bill-esque scenario here.]

We jumped off the train (Kaiba apparently doesn't like to drive) and hailed a taxi, whilst Kaiba tried to stave off various fangirls. They know him in Tokyo, apparently.

We hopped out of said taxi, Kaiba paid the fare (it's nice to be around a rich boy), and we both stared at the House of Blue Leaves. For the record, I had never been there before, mostly because I could never find the time or the money to get out there. Imagine my amazement that I finally got a chance.

He prompted me to walk at his side, but not too close (for the sake of paparazzi), and because he's Kaiba Seto, we got a table as soon as humanly possible. (Which by suck-up-to-Kaiba standards is approximately ten seconds.) He ordered warm sake, without even asking me. Normally I would call him some sort of name, but the words "ass," "twat," "cunt," "jackass," and "asshole" are all reserved for AK.

I took a sip. Hm. Pretty good, and the place is quite beautiful. Kaiba smiled at me once more over his cup and nodded towards the band on stage. "They're not bad. You know who they are?"

I rolled my eyes to the equally beautiful ceiling. "Do not tell me you don't know who L'Arc en Ciel is."

He shook his head. "Sorry, I don't really listen to music."

"How can you not listen to music?" I was shocked. "Geez, Kaiba, you have enough money to buy your own band."

He sighed in slight irritation. "Look, I'm busy all the time with the corporation and Mokuba and now that I'm trying to fight off this addiction, how can I possibly have time to seek out music?"

"You're weird, Kaiba."

"Maybe I am."

A long pause as we both looked around the very pretty club. The band played, the hipsters danced, and the sake tasted wonderful.

There's one surefire way to ruin everything. "Good evening, Pet."

Oh shit. I looked up to see AK, smug and in a suit that made him look like Gumby, with Kohta (who was in his poser Matrix coat, again) flanking him, though his pink hair looked wilted and significantly lifeless.

"Master." I coughed furiously the moment Kaiba looked at me.

"Two questions," he started smugly. "Why didn't you call me when I paged you, and why are you here in Tokyo with Kaiba-san? You two aren't a couple, are you?"

We both glared daggers. "Answer one: none of your business. Answer two: still none of your business."

AK fingered one of his bangs. "Ooooh, are we feeling a bit insolent tonight, Pet? I know how to fix that, do you?"

I really wanted to kill him. Kaiba did too, apparently. "You will leave him alone, AK."

AK pretended to have just noticed Kaiba's existence. "Really now? Or what?"

Kaiba did not answer.

"Or what? Kaiba. You started a threat, now finish it. Or what?"

"Kyoto Akira! You and I have unfinished business!"[A/N: Auugh! That is so Kill Bill! Sorrysorrysorry!]

That shrill, angry voice echoed throughout the entire space, causing the band to stop playing, the hipsters to stop dancing, and AK (Kyoto Akira? That's his name, hm?) looked up to the balcony.

Where Supernova stood, her sword in hand, Anzu at her side (she was holding a fucking scythe!), both glaring like death at The Asshole Himself. AK smirked dangerously, and stepped away from our table. "Supernova and her little girlfriend Mazaki Anzu." He chuckled. Nobody else did. "Did you recruit her to your cause, like you did with Pet?"

Eep. He knew about my training.

Supernova's glare grew even more deadly as she and Anzu came down the staircase, each step accentuating her words. "My little brother, Kengo, are you aware of him?"

AK nodded slowly, still smirking. "Yes. He was a very... interesting boy."

"He worked for you, did he not?"

"Yes. He did. A relatively competent delivery boy."

Her voice rose. "And you used him like you do Jonouchi-san?!"

AK chuckled once more. "Used him? He was my... pet at one time, yes."

"Do you know what became of him once you threw him away?"

"No. And I couldn't care less."

Supernova and Anzu both stopped at the end of the stairway, and the place was deadly quiet. Everyone had taken notice of the weapons that the ladies held, and nobody wanted to make any sudden movements. Supernova's voice lowered to a terrifying whisper. "You will care now: Kengo was admitted into a mental hospital two years ago for severe depression caused by PTSD. Do you know what that is?"

"Humor me."

"Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. You still may not care, but know this: I promised you death for my brother's suffering. Today is Judgment Day, Kyoto Akira."

Anzu spoke for the first time, addressing all patrons. "If you do not wish to witness death, then leave. Now."

The band, the hipsters, the patrons all ran out of that place as soon as possible, screaming madly. None of them thought to call the police.

"Jou," Anzu turned to me. "Supernova has told me all about what this worthless shit has done to you and Kaiba. Both of you, stay."

Kaiba shook his head. "Is that really Anzu? I thought she was into dance or something."

"Hard to believe, I know," I agreed.

AK turned to us once more. "I will expect the both of you at my apartment the moment this is over."

"Enough, Kyoto Akira! They will not take orders from the dead!"

"I doubt it, Supernova." AK answered. "For I believe that you will be six feet under long before me." He snapped his fingers. "Kohta. Take that bitch down."

Kohta looked up wearily, and reached into his coat for a pair of daggers. It was obvious that this was the last thing he wanted to do.

Supernova shook her head sorrowfully. "Kohta, you know I am reluctant to fight you."

He nodded. "How long have we been friends?"

"Since primary school. And how long have you been dedicated to AK?"

"Five years."

"He cares nothing for you, and I doubt he ever did, Kohta. I ask you right now to walk away. You're twenty-three years old, you still have a life. Find someone who does care."

I swear I saw a tear running down Kohta's cheek. "I'm sorry, Supernova. I love him too damn much."

"And I am sorry to hear that you can bring yourself to love him, Kohta. If I had the option, I would not do this. But revenge..."

"I understand. Don't hurt me too badly."

Supernova ran down to the floor, and rushed Kohta fully. He brought his daggers together to protect his face and used his strength to push her back.

She got her footing back and she looked once more at AK. "This is what love looks like, Kyoto Akira." She rushed Kohta once more, her sword clashing with his knives, and seeing her move was like trying to watch an impossible blur.

Within seconds, she dropped to a crouch and neatly slashed Kohta's shin.

He fell to the floor, screaming in pain and anguish. He grabbed hold of the wound, and brought his shaking hands within his eyes' view. His breath came out in short gasps as he realized that it was his blood that was spread all over his hands, and that he was the one who was experiencing terrible pain. He shrieked once more, and looked to AK. AK's expression was one of total indifference.

"I loved you more than anything in this world, AK. I put up with years of bullshit and hypocrisy and sin for you. I loved you more than I loved myself."

AK pulled out his own sword and stood over Kohta's shaking body. "And I couldn't care less." He drove the blade into his former lover's heart.

Anzu had to look away, and I knew she was crying. I heard hiccuping to my left, and I grasped Kaiba's quaking hand.

AK cleaned off his blade with a handy-dandy handkerchief. He looked down at the corpse and laughed. And he laughed and laughed and laughed, and his laughter echoed off every wall and etched itself into our very skulls. "You, my friend, became worthless the moment you allowed Supernova to hurt you. You should have prayed that she killed you, because you knew that I would if you failed."

Supernova shook violently, but somehow her voice stayed calm. "You have made your death twice as worse, Kyoto." She lifted her sword and pointed it directly at AK's forehead. "You die now."

She let out a cry for adrenaline, and sprinted at AK. AK growled with volumes of ferocity, and followed suit.

What I am about to describe to you will seem very unrealistic, but I promise you, it is all true.

Their swords clashed together, backed by anger and strength on both sides, and Supernova pushed AK with all of her might into the nearest wall. He broke free, and somehow jumped clear over her head, with the intent of stabbing at her back.

She stuck her sword behind her, blocking the attack properly, and she pivoted to face him. She broke the clash, and crouched to slice out his stomach. He jumped back and brought his sword down to her skull.

She rolled away from the assault, jumped to her feet, and ran back to AK with a flying kick. It hit the mark as his face snapped back, forcing AK to have to recover.

Fighting like a yakuza, she took advantage of his brief state of confusion, sending a high kick to his jaw, turning, and jabbing her sword at his side. He knew enough to block it, and came back swinging, kicking her back to the wall.

She got to her feet, and ran up the wall, kicking against it for power, and backflipped right over AK's head, coming down with the fastest barrage of sword fighting and kicks that I have ever seen. Somehow, AK dodged each and every one.

And as quickly as it started, it ended. AK turned on his heel and slashed downward at Supernova's back, leaving a very ugly wound that stained her entire outfit red. She paused, and fell.

"Supernova! No!" Anzu cried, and she sprinted down to her side as AK backed away to examine the damage. She lifted the former yakuza's head into her lap and started to cry once more.

AK seemed to love the sound of tears. "Poor little Anzu," he mocked mercilessly, "is she afraid for her darling lover? Perhaps she doesn't want her to die just yet." He pointed the tip of the blade at Anzu's forehead. "Perhaps she would like to challenge me." He laughed terribly, and Anzu grabbed hold of her scythe, prepared to fight.

Supernova coughed and spat out some of her blood. "No, my love. Stand down."

Anzu's eyes widened. "But -- "

"I said no. AK will not be allowed the opportunity to fight you."

AK smirked. "I am not going to kill you tonight, Supernova, but it is not to your fortune. You know what has happened here. You have failed to kill me, the one who has broken your dear brother, the one who has killed your dearest friend. You swore death as vengeance, yet failed to fulfill your duty. I will allow you to live in shame, Supernova." He turned to leave, but not without adding over his shoulder, "And if you ever come my way again, I will tear you apart."

Kaiba and I escaped the shock, and we both ran to Anzu's side, assessing the damage done. "Oh my God," he murmured. "He's terrible."

She coughed up some more blood. "Don't fret over me. Go clean up Kohta. He deserves to be buried honorably."

We obeyed, and I thought I was going to be sick in seeing someone dead, right before my eyes. Kaiba appeared as though he was going to start crying again, and he tried to arrange Kohta's hair. "How did any of this happen?"

"I honestly don't know."

"We can't let AK get away with this."

"No. But how the hell are we going to settle this? Look what he did to Supernova. Look what he did to Kohta."

Kaiba wiped his eyes. "I can't take this anymore. We both need out, and we need out now."

I nodded, because I knew he was right.

[A/N: That was probably the saddest chapter you will see in here. (I'm thinking one more chapter... not really sure what to do to AK. Kill him? Punish him? Be realistic and let him go scot free?) Okay, school starts Monday. Expect a very late update. And I'm a terrible mood: I just took my driving test and failed. Ugh. I don't fail in anything. Double ugh. Let's just get to the jukebox. "Crash!" by Mr. Brian and the Final Band (go DDR songs!): One, two, threefourfive. Break of dawn, let's get out of here. Come with me now, now we are going our way. I wanna show you baby, the world you've never seen and, nothing can stop us now so hold on tight babe. It's a wild world out there, well look up open your eyes, no need to be afraid, stay with me baby. You are the one to keep me sane, baby take my hand, and love me now. I don't wanna know what they say, no no I don't care. They can't tell me nothing, I'm gonna go my way. One, two, threefourfive. Break of dawn, let's get out of here. Come with me now, now we are going our way! I don't wanna know, wish we could just keep on going, there is no time, no time to be wasting now. One, two, threefourfive, now is the time, let's get out of here. Come with me now, nothing can ever stop us! See you next chapter.]