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Angry People
Chapter 11
Outside on the lawns of the sprawling Domino City High campus, Tea sat down on one of the lunch tables, playing with two scraps of paper in her hands. On the table across from her, two boys a year younger than her were chatting about various things, laughing and cracking jokes as they did. Well, cracking jokes until another one of their epic conversations began...
"Man...look around. This school is so full of tension it's ridiculous." One of them took another sip of his drink before he spoke again. "Do you see it, John?"
The boy called John looked over at his best friend perplexed. "No, I don't. Yeah, I saw those skinheads and some black guys clash a couple of times, but other than thatI have no idea what you're talking about, Will."
"Look around, dammit. Stop eating and start thinking, John. How many different groups of students do you think are on this campus?"
John grimaced as if he were in deep thought. "I dunno. I know you have your preppies, your goths, your jocks, your wanna-be rappers, your nerds, dopeheads...hell, I could go on and on all day."
"Do you ever see them hang around each other?" Will asked, glancing around at a group of younger boys arguing whether or not Shaman King or Pokemon was the better show.
"The cliques, you mean?"
"Yeah."
"I guess not...you never see the preps with the geeks, the geeks with the rappers, the rappers with the goths...what's your point by the way?"
"My point is this: what happens to those who don't fit in somewhere? What happens to those who don't have a house the size of our gym, or they don't dress in black and write depressing poems? What if they're not athletes or champion gamers? Where do they go?"
The other boy shrugged. "Hell if I know, you and I aren't in one of these cliques and we look like we'll make it outta here alive."
"I know that, John. But we do it by choice. We refuse to hang out with people just because they're from the same background or the same color skin. It's not about things like that to us. But what I'm saying is that people who don't have a choice could go through some terrible shit. Take Ryou for example-"
Tea looked up, her curiosity awakened by the mention of her friend's name.
"-when he first got here, he didn't fit in anywhere. It seemed like nobody wanted to be near him because of his white hair and the fact that he didn't speak to many people didn't help matters. Then someone started spreading nasty rumors about him...he was a homosexual, a devil worshippper, a peeping tom, a closet fan of the Teletubbies...you name it, people said it. Luckily for him, Yugi and his friends found him and let him join up with them. The guy was getting death threats to his house and everything. Just think...some people considered that to be in good fun."
John nodded his head. "I remember."
Will looked down at his watch. "Shit! I didn't intend to sit down this long! I'm going to be late for morning detention AGAIN!"
"Serves you right...why did you go and call Coach Dampier an old fart anyway?"
"Because I can!"
Tea watched as the two boys got up again, laughing and carring on as they headed for the main building. She looked down at the pieces of paper again, and sighed heavily. Would he even accept her offer if she could ever build up the courage to ask?
Ishizu was doing fairly well. She didn't get her once-routine eight hours of sleep anymore, but her life was slowly getting back to normal. She was doing paperwork from her hospital bed for her job, and would soon be ready to leave the hospital for good. Her test results all came back negative, so they had no further reason to hold her. As she was reading over the proposed budget she heard a rather timid knock. After Ishizu gave the person permission to enter, the door cracked open to reveal a young, beautiful nurse who was perhaps only a little older than Ishizu. Her green eyes had a fearful look in them, and her face looked slightly pale.
"Excuse me, Miss Ishtar...you have a visitor."
Ishizu eyed her suspiciously. "Marik's in school. I thought only kin and those accompanied by my brother were allowed."
The young woman shifted uncomfortably as she entered the door. "I'm sorry...but he insisted."
Ishizu saw the reason for the young woman's fear walk into the room behind her, his cold blue eyes taking in the room.
"Kaiba? What are you doing here?"
Before turning to even face Izhizu, he glared down at the young woman who had shown him in. "Why are you still here? Get out."
The woman stuttered a little as she spoke again. "B..b.but Mr. Kaiba..I was told not to-"
The woman nearly fainted as Kaiba's eyes met hers once again. She knew if she wanted to keep her job (among other things) that she should leave. Quickly. "Yes, sir. Excuse me."
With that, the young woman shut the door, leaving Kaiba and Ishizu alone.
Detective Carter was examining the evidence that he and his team collected. He didn't understand how he could see the terrible things that people did to other people on a regular basis and still remain sane. He guessed that was his job. As he examined the jeans pocket of his last victim, he found a piece of paper inside. He opened it, and read the brief message inside.
Detective Carter...when will you learn I don't leave behind any evidence? You haven't caught me once and you never will. I just wanted to let you know something, the boys that I whacked today deserved every bit of pain and suffering they went through before I did away with them. I also wanted to let you know that this was my last job. My client gave me a rather pretty penny for this job and along with my other earnings will allow me to retire and live comfortably for a long, long time. Just know that I enjoyed our little cat-and-mouse games to the fullest; and don't work too hard at that desk, eh?
Your Favorite Killer,
Jack
Detective Carter laughed bitterly as he added the letter to the evidence list. In his nearly twenty years of law enforcement, Jack was the only criminal who had managed to oursmart him. But some questions came to him that was rather confusing...what did the boys do? Who did they piss off so greatly that they ordered them dead? And why did Jack bother say how he felt about them? In his previous whack-jobs, he killed someone, left his ha-you-won't-ever-find-me letter and went about his buisness. He left the examination table and sat down at the desk of the city coroner (who happened to be his wife). This was going to be a long night of work indeed.
Yugi got off the bus, his head down and his usual optimism gone. Joey was thrown for a loop at what was wrong: he had tried everything to make Yugi laugh. His Al Pachino impersonations. His patented "Godfather of Games" speech. He even sung a song professing his undying love to Mai Valentine (who acted as if she weren't listening but was beaming with happiness inside). None of it had worked. As the bell for the first class rang, Joey decided two things. First, he would get to the bottom of whatever was eating up his friend Yugi. Second, he promised to do anything possible to help him.
What does that old guy on wrestling always say..I think it's something like "Buisness is about to pick up"...anyway, in the next chapter Joey comes up with his "perfect" solution to Yugi's problem. Well...let's just say some of the gang won't be too happy about it. Ishizu and Kaiba have a "friendly" discussion about various happenings, and Tea finally decides to make her big play. Will it work, or blow up in her face? Find out next time.
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Forever LSU
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