A/N: Hiya, yeah it's short but more's comin'. Please read and review, and I'll try to post more soon. . I do not own YUGIOH or any characters.
"No one can ever know, Yuugi," he whispered in his ear, voice curdling and vicious. Yuugi's heart pounded in his chest; he couldn't help the tears that flowed down his cheeks, pain ripping across his spine.
"I want to tell them the truth," he sobbed, "I want to tell them what you did to him… I will tell them! They'll believe me…!"
"Yuugi…" his laugh was sharp and harsh. "No one can ever know. If I have to kill you to silence you, I will, but I want you to live in this pain for a while." Yuugi shook his head, tears flying from his face.
"If you tell them," he breathed, smiling. "I will kill them."
"Yuugi?" Jounochi's face was written over in confusion as he turned around in his seat. "Hey, buddy, you okay?" Yuugi smiled.
"Yeah, I'm fine, Jounochi." Yuugi replied routinely. Jounochi shrugged and turned back in his chair.
6th period algebra was the slowest period of the day; for Jounochi, the minutes dragged on and on. Luckily, the day would be over in ten minutes; the minute hand sidled over to the number 12. He scratched his head as he poked his pencil at a problem.
"Okay, if the Pythagorean Theorem is a2+b2c2 then 6 squared…" he muttered, trying to figure it out. One seat behind him, Yuugi's eyes were glued to the clock, answer written plainly on a sheet of paper before him.
'Go slower.' He begged the clock. 'Don't let the day end.'
"Katsuya." The teacher said shortly. "Do you have an answer?" Jounochi looked up sheepishly.
"Ehe… no." he said smiling. He received a sharp glare, and set back to work on the problem.
"Yuugi Mutou?" the teacher asked, rapping a ruler against his desk. Yuugi pulled his paper toward him.
"1287, ma'am." He said softly. The teacher nodded once, and cast a glance out the window.
"Well, it's a lovely day. You're dismissed." The teacher grinned. Everyone cheered, except Yuugi. He sighed deeply, and packed his belongings away, slow as molasses.
"Yuugi, let's go!" Jounochi exclaimed, his backpack already on his shoulder. Yuugi stood up and managed a weak smile, approaching his friend. That's when Jounochi realized that Yuugi was wearing no puzzle.
"Yug," he said casually on the way to the Game Shop. "What gives, man? Where's the Millennium Puzzle?" Yuugi bristled at and recoiled as though Jounochi had struck him.
"You okay, man?" Jounochi stopped walking and stared at his best friend. Yuugi's face was taut, eyes scared, but a glare was fastened to his face.
"I'm fine, Jou, really." He said sharply. "Nothing's wrong. And I didn't feel like wearing the puzzle; it's heavy and I'm sick of it." Jounochi knew he was lying now.
"That ain't like you." He returned, voice hard. "What about the Pharaoh? How's he feelin' 'bout dat?" Yuugi's face went ghostly pallid and a glint seared through his violet eyes. Jounochi felt as though he had struck a nerve.
"He doesn't care." Yuugi snapped, and turned on his heel, heading for the game shop, leaving Jounochi standing alone.
"No one can ever know, Yuugi," he whispered in his ear, voice curdling and vicious. Yuugi's heart pounded in his chest; he couldn't help the tears that flowed down his cheeks, pain ripping across his spine.
"I want to tell them the truth," he sobbed, "I want to tell them what you did to him… I will tell them! They'll believe me…!"
"Yuugi…" his laugh was sharp and harsh. "No one can ever know. If I have to kill you to silence you, I will, but I want you to live in this pain for a while." Yuugi shook his head, tears flying from his face.
"If you tell them," he breathed, smiling. "I will kill them."
"Yuugi?" Jounochi's face was written over in confusion as he turned around in his seat. "Hey, buddy, you okay?" Yuugi smiled.
"Yeah, I'm fine, Jounochi." Yuugi replied routinely. Jounochi shrugged and turned back in his chair.
6th period algebra was the slowest period of the day; for Jounochi, the minutes dragged on and on. Luckily, the day would be over in ten minutes; the minute hand sidled over to the number 12. He scratched his head as he poked his pencil at a problem.
"Okay, if the Pythagorean Theorem is a2+b2c2 then 6 squared…" he muttered, trying to figure it out. One seat behind him, Yuugi's eyes were glued to the clock, answer written plainly on a sheet of paper before him.
'Go slower.' He begged the clock. 'Don't let the day end.'
"Katsuya." The teacher said shortly. "Do you have an answer?" Jounochi looked up sheepishly.
"Ehe… no." he said smiling. He received a sharp glare, and set back to work on the problem.
"Yuugi Mutou?" the teacher asked, rapping a ruler against his desk. Yuugi pulled his paper toward him.
"1287, ma'am." He said softly. The teacher nodded once, and cast a glance out the window.
"Well, it's a lovely day. You're dismissed." The teacher grinned. Everyone cheered, except Yuugi. He sighed deeply, and packed his belongings away, slow as molasses.
"Yuugi, let's go!" Jounochi exclaimed, his backpack already on his shoulder. Yuugi stood up and managed a weak smile, approaching his friend. That's when Jounochi realized that Yuugi was wearing no puzzle.
"Yug," he said casually on the way to the Game Shop. "What gives, man? Where's the Millennium Puzzle?" Yuugi bristled at and recoiled as though Jounochi had struck him.
"You okay, man?" Jounochi stopped walking and stared at his best friend. Yuugi's face was taut, eyes scared, but a glare was fastened to his face.
"I'm fine, Jou, really." He said sharply. "Nothing's wrong. And I didn't feel like wearing the puzzle; it's heavy and I'm sick of it." Jounochi knew he was lying now.
"That ain't like you." He returned, voice hard. "What about the Pharaoh? How's he feelin' 'bout dat?" Yuugi's face went ghostly pallid and a glint seared through his violet eyes. Jounochi felt as though he had struck a nerve.
"He doesn't care." Yuugi snapped, and turned on his heel, heading for the game shop, leaving Jounochi standing alone.
