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EEE! I have to give props to PSYchotiC-teNdencieS. She found major fault in my chess strategy. (shame) Again, I don't play chess those were just little things I picked up on. I know it's a bit unbelievable that Kaiba would walk right into a pawn trap but its such a Yami thing to do, take an opponent's best piece with a pawn. HA! Silly Kaiba…
Oh and JoeyWheelersOnlySanFangal, you scared the crap out of me! Shit! I'm glad you like my story though. I really don't want to offend anyone. Now I'm wishing more than ever I had set this in a Jail instead of a mental hospital… Oh well, too late now!
Anywho, this chapter is kinda short, but you'll understand why it needed to end there. Mwahahaha…
This chapter brought to you by: mindless card games like Go Fish and extremely reflective Bingo Hats.
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Chaputa 4: Painful Choice
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The minute the door of the doctor's office was shut, Ishtar-sensei could breathe again. She walked over and sat down at her desk, laying her head upon its polished surface waiting for the pounding in her brain to stop. The room silently buzzed around her, the pulsing of the blood in her ears was the only thing she could hear.
"What am I doing?" she muttered desperately, but the room didn't answer.
Footsteps approached her office soon followed by a sharp knock at her door. Ishtar sat up, pulled the nearest file toward her and began to look busily at its contents. "Come in," she called, not looking up from her papers. The door opened and a man with dark brown hair in his early forties wearing a long white doctor's robe walked in.
"How did the session go?" he asked, closing the door behind him.
"Fine," Ishtar lied, leafing through stacks of paper, trying to make herself look busy so the other doctor would leave. The man chuckled.
"I heard otherwise from Momo-sensei," he mused walking over to her desk.
Ishtar sighed and put her papers down on the table again. "Perhaps I'm a little bit rusty, I've never had so many patients in one room before."
"Indeed," the other doctor remarked, staring at her thoughtfully. "Here are the reports for this week's medical examination on the two Red patients you requested," he said and handed her two different files stuffed with papers.
"Thank you, Ringo-sensei," she replied taking the files and looking through them briefly. Out of the corner of her eye, Ishtar noticed the older doctor as he began to fiddle with his wristwatch nervously. Ishtar, realizing he still had something to say, looked up expectantly.
"Yes, is there something else?" she asked as politely as she could manage.
"Are you feeling alright, Ishtar-sensei?" he asked, the old worry lines around the man's eyes deepening.
"I'm fine. I've just got a little bit of a headache," she commented looking back down at her work. Ringo-sensei still made no sign of leaving.
"Maybe all this work is putting too much strain on you. Why don't you take some time off?" he suggested. Ishtar stared at the other doctor coldly.
"Ringo-sensei, are you deaf?" the doctor asked wearily.
"What?" he asked, confused.
"Did I just not say that I was fine?" she questioned, glaring up at him from her desk.
"Well… yes, but-"
"That's what I thought, now if there isn't anything else, then please leave. I have a lot of work to do," she explained irritated and turning back to her work ignoring the other doctor's continuous presence in the room.
"I'm sorry, but if I may speak my opinion," Ringo-sensei insisted again. "Running such a complicated project all by yourself is too hard for a woman as young as you-"
"Ringo-sensei, I appreciate your concern but I do not wish to repeat myself again," she stated dangerously. Her voice was sharp, cutting through his weak protests like a knife.
"Ishizu-san, please be sensible," he pleaded trying to calm her down. "Now that the project is in its final stages you have become more and more obsessed over it. I have discussed it with the other doctors and we believe you should step down temporarily until..."
"Step down?" she cried standing up in her chair to face him outraged. "Are you asking me to give up the project that I started? That I created?"
"No, no. We just all agree you are too close to this case to be able to continue in an strictly objective manner-"
"You have no authority here! This is my project and I will see it through to the very end!" she snapped, her eyes vivid. "And no five year resident is going to take that away from me now, not after all I've sacrificed! I won't let you steal this discovery from me just so you can scrape up as much fame as you can get your greedy little paws on!"
Ringo-sensei stared at her in disbelief his face now pale and drawn.
"I was- I didn't…"
"Get out of my office, now!" she demanded pointing to the door.
The doctor's mouth was moving but he didn't seem to be able to form any coherent words. Finally the man turned away and walked out of the office without saying a word, completely shocked at being knocked down so harshly. When the door closed and the footsteps faded away, Ishtar fell back into her chair. Her head leaning back against the headrest, she stared blankly up at the ceiling.
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"Got any threes?" Honda asked Yugi across the table. Yugi studied his hand carefully
"Go fish," Yugi answered. Jounouchi, who had been sitting behind them, peaked over at Otogi's cards. Otogi, noticing Jounouchi's movement, glared at him and Jounouchi quickly pretended he had been looking for something on the floor.
Honda picked up a card from the pile in the center of the table. "Otogi, your turn."
"Hey Honda, got any threes?" the black haired teen asked with a grin.
"Man, I hate it when people do that," Honda muttered darkly and shoved the card across the tabletop to Otogi.
"Any kings, Yugi?" Otogi asked again, after leaving his newly acquired pair of threes on the table.
"Nope, go fish," Yugi answered.
"God, I hate this game!" Jounouchi moaned looking moodily down at the pile of cards on the table, "Isn't there anything else we can do?"
"Would you like to suggest something?" Honda said looking almost as bored as his friend was.
"Otogi, got any jacks," Yugi asked. Otogi reluctantly handed over a card, which Yugi then added to his increasing large stash of pairs.
"What's the point? Yugi's just going to win, again," Jounouchi complained loudly.
"Any eights, Jounouchi?" Yugi asked.
"Go fish," he answered moodily.
"Liar! You so have an eight in your hand!" Honda accused.
"I do not! I don't cheat!" Jounouchi exclaimed outraged.
"Oh yeah, and you didn't look at my cards either," muttered Otogi sarcastically.
"I don't trust you. Let me see you're cards," Honda demanded reaching across the table.
"No! You're not allowed to look at my hand!" Jounouchi cried struggling to get out of the other teen's reach. "That's cheating!"
"Jounouchi-kun, Honda-kun, stop fighting," Yugi pleaded wanting to continue the game.
Otogi sighed and put his hand on the table in defeat. "Might as well give up. They'll never stop now."
Yugi sighed too and started collecting all the cards into a deck again. It had been almost two weeks since Yugi had come to the hospital. He was just starting to feel comfortable around the place. Besides the fact that Jounouchi, Honda and Otogi were all cynically insane, they were all really nice.
'Still,' he wondered looking out the window onto the green lawns of the hospital enclosed by a large white fence. 'How long am I going to have to stay here?'
"Otogi! What are you doing with my crown?" Honda cried abandoning his pursuit of Jounouchi to protect his precious.
Otogi was entranced by the crown's shiny surface in which he was examining his face. "Nothing," he replied innocently.
"Give me that!" Honda growled and snatched it away, shoving it back on his head. "Creepy guy…" he muttered darkly.
"Hey Honda, could you just stand still for a sec, I need to fix my hair," Otogi asked standing behind him searching for his reflection in the crown. Honda shoved him away.
"Back off man! This my crown!" Honda cried backing away as fast as possible.
"I just want to borrow it!" Otogi pleaded chasing after him.
"Shouldn't we stop them?" Yugi asked.
Jounouchi shrugged. "At least they're not chasing after me." Just then, the door to the room slammed open.
"Yugi!" a loud voice spoke as a dark figure stepped into the room. Everyone, including Otogi and Honda, turned to the door to see who it was. Yugi froze in his seat.
"Kaiba? What the hell do you want?" Jounouchi cried enraged. Kaiba strode right passed him, discarding the blonde's presence completely, and walked right up to Yugi. He dropped a chessboard and a bag full of chess pieces in front of him on the table.
"Kaiba what…?" Yugi questioned, stunned.
"I demand a rematch!" he answered firmly, standing over the smaller boy, looking very threatening, his blue eyes wide with madness. "And this time I won't lose."
"Wait a sec, Kaiba!" Honda growled, ignoring the fact that Otogi was still following him on his tiptoes, desperately trying to straighten his hair. "You can't just come in here and force Yugi to-"
"Why not, Honda?" Jounouchi interrupted smugly. "Why not have a rematch?"
"Jounouchi!" Honda and Yugi exclaimed. Jounouchi stood up.
"After all, Yugi did beat him once before. It should be easy to do so again." Kaiba glared at the blonde.
"Do not underestimate me!" he snarled nastily. "I was caught off guard last time, but I won't make the same mistakes again. I can remember every game I've ever played, every move that's ever been contemplated against me and I've studied Yugi's strategies preparing for this moment. This time I will beat him," Kaiba added threateningly.
Jounouchi scoffed, trying very hard to act as smugly as Kaiba. "Yugi kicked your ass once, he'll do it again. Nothing will change from last time."
"I don't listen to comments from a makeinu," Kaiba commented dryly and turned to Yugi again. Jounouchi growled heatedly. "So, are we going to play or are you going to let this weakling talk for you?" Kaiba asked sitting down at the table and beginning to set up the game.
"But I can't…" Yugi said. Kaiba looked up at him suspiciously.
"You what?" he accused glaring coldly at him.
"I won't," Yugi said more firmly. "I won't play against you," Yugi repeated clearly and calmly.
"What!" Jounouchi, Otogi and Honda all exclaimed.
"Why!" Kaiba cried scattering the chess pieces onto the floor and across the table. Yugi flinched at his harsh tone. "Why won't you play against me!"
"What's wrong, Yugi?" Jounouchi asked concerned. "You beat him once before, I'm positive, you can beat him again."
"That's not the point," Yugi muttered dropping his eyes.
'I can't play against anyone. I don't want something bad to happen… again,' Yugi thought determinedly. 'Something bad almost happened the last time I played a game against Kaiba.'
"How dare you look down on me!" Kaiba cried slamming his fists on the table, making everyone in the room jump. "How dare you take away my dignity and then refuse me the opportunity to take it back!"
"Kaiba, it's not like that!" Yugi pleaded.
"Shove off, Kaiba!" Jounouchi growled, stepping in between Kaiba and his friend. "I don't know why he won't fight you but if he doesn't want to play then he doesn't have to!"
"Jounouchi-kun," Yugi muttered awed. Honda and Otogi, their argument completely forgotten, joined Jounouchi in front of Kaiba.
"He has nothing he has to prove to you," Honda snarled and Otogi nodded in agreement. Yugi just stood there stunned.
Kaiba looked both pale and utterly furious. "You coward!" he cried looking down at Yugi's bowed head. "Hiding behind your friends as a shield, if that's what you are then fine! Hide! You're a loser not willing to defend your own victory!"
"Kaiba, I'm sorry. I just…" Yugi tried to explain but Kaiba cut him off.
"It's okay, Yugi. I get it," Kaiba spat, his mouth curled in disgust. "You're afraid I'm going to beat you and take away you're only chance at glory so that you can parade around telling everyone that you beat Kaiba Seto!"
"Yugi wouldn't do that!" Otogi cried outraged.
"Kaiba that's not the reason, I-"
"Let it go, Yugi!" Jounouchi snapped. "Nothing we say can get through his thick skull."
Kaiba scoffed, turning away. "Makeinus who pack together, are still worthless."
Kaiba's words cut him. Yugi stared at the teen Jounouchi despised with hurt in his heart. How could anyone be so cruel? Jounouchi, Honda and Otogi all glared at Kaiba in anger.
"Well, well, looks like we are going to have a party," commented a cold voice from the open doorway. Everyone's eyes shifted to the speaker, the large blonde American, Keith and his henchman, Ushio, flanking him on his right side.
"Oh great," Jounouchi growled sarcastically, bringing up his fists.
"Calm down, Jounouchi. We just want to have a little fun," Ushio chuckled closing the door behind him. Kaiba scoffed and turned to leave.
"Where are you going, Kaiba?" Keith asked smoothly.
"Hanging around too many idiots makes me sick," Kaiba growled coldly.
"But you wouldn't want to miss anything," Ushio commented and pulled a small handgun out of his pocket, pointing it at Kaiba's head. All the patients in the room recoiled, eyes growing wide and fearful.
"Where the hell did you get that?" Jounouchi demanded trying to act tough but his face turned a nasty pale blue-ish color.
"We took it off a guard down the hall. He doesn't really need it anymore, if you catch my drift," Keith added smugly and laughed.
Kaiba glared at the thug. "Is that supposed to scare me?"
"Kaiba don't try anything stupid! These guys are serious!" Jounouchi warned.
Kaiba scoffed. "Mind your own business, idiot."
"He going to get himself killed!" Honda cried covering his eyes with his hands.
"Get on the ground Kaiba, if you don't want a bullet in your gut," Ushio threatened tapping the point of the gun on Kaiba's skull.
In one quick fluid movement Kaiba grabbed and twisted Ushio's wrist then flipped him over his shoulder. He snatched the gun from the crony's hand and pointed at the teen on the floor. "I'm not in the mood," Kaiba threatened, eyes holding a deadly glint.
"Kaiba-kun!" Yugi cried relived.
"How the hell does he do that?" Jounouchi muttered in awe.
"I think you'll want to drop that gun," Keith said mildly, still looking quite relaxed.
"And why would I do that?" Kaiba asked coldly. Keith snapped his fingers.
A hand reached out and grabbed Yugi's shoulder pulling him backwards into a corner. Yugi struggled and found cold steel meeting his neck. The person holding the knife to his throat chuckled maliciously in a popping hiccuping pattern that Yugi recognized. Jounouchi and the others turned, hearing the struggle.
"Yugi!" Jounouchi cried running forward without thinking. Kozuka dragged the knife across his neck, making a thin line, not deep enough to kill him. Yugi cried out as warm droplets of blood dripped down his neck into his shirt. Jounouchi froze in his tracks and then turned furiously toward Keith.
"You bastard!" the blonde snarled.
"You make one more move and Kozuka will kill your friend," Keith stated simply. "But if you would like to charge at me anyway, go ahead," he added grinning.
Jounouchi growled at him unable to move.
"Good boy," Keith muttered like he was talking to a dog, this time Honda and Otogi had to hold Jounouchi back form tearing Keith's head off. "Now Kaiba if you would be so kind," he added reaching his hand out towards the gun. Kaiba stared at him thoughtfully then looked across the room at Yugi.
"Come on Kaiba, don't be so heartless!" Honda cried.
"Kaiba-kun, don't give-" Yugi choked as Kozuka drew a second thin bloody line across his throat.
Kaiba pause and then mutely dropped the gun on the floor where Ushio immediately snatched it up then promptly punched Kaiba in the face. Kaiba groaned but didn't fall to the floor, blue eyes still fierce. Jounouchi, Honda and Otogi relaxed but only a little bit.
"Now, all of you go over into the corner a sit on the floor," Keith instructed. Jounouchi, Honda, Otogi and Kaiba moved toward the corner and sat down under the window.
"What are you planning to do anyway?" Jounouchi questioned. "What can you possibly get out of holding us here?"
Keith grinned showing nasty yellowing teeth. "We're tired of being in here, we want out. And you all are our ticket to make sure we get what we want."
"You'll never get out this way," Kaiba scoffed. "Now that they see that you're capable of holding hostages, they'll consider you violently dangerous and never let you out of a mental hospital again," he explained with logically smugness. "You're chances of getting out of here disappeared the moment you touched that gun."
Ushio, still pissed off at Kaiba for knocking him to the ground, shoved the point of the gun at the side of teen's head angrily. "You're asking for it!" he snarled. Kaiba didn't move, face blank and expressionless. Keith pulled Ushio back.
"We'll have fun with them later," Keith said not trying to conceal what he was saying. "Right now just wait for the doctors to notice they're missing."
"Hey!" Jounouchi called the attention of the thugs above him. "Why don't you let Yugi go? You've got us all in one place, we're not going anywhere. Just let him go," he suggested. Ushio tipped the handgun from side to side.
"But that wouldn't be very fun," Ushio explained playfully.
"Besides," Keith added, "What if one of you tried to break for the door and got away? We would need someone to make an example of." Kozuka pressed the knife close against Yugi's throat as if to seal their threat. Yugi's sharp in take of breath was heard by the other prisoners.
'I have to get him out of there!' Jounouchi thought frantically, his fists shaking with anger.
"Then at least switch him with me!" Jounouchi asked. "I'll be your prisoner!"
"Aww, but we like little Yugi," Keith said smoothly, petting the shorter boy on the head. "He's too weak and small to struggle. The prefect little victim…" Keith murmured, his nasty sour breath hitting Yugi's face. Yugi squeezed his eyes to shut against this unpleasantness.
'There must be something I can do,' Yugi thought desperately. 'If only I could get out of Kozuka's hold, maybe I could break for the door…' His eyes had already began to water because of the pain of the cuts on his neck. Jounouchi saw this.
"Please, let him switch with me!" Jounouchi pleaded again.
Ushio turned toward him and pointed his gun at his head.
"You talk too much," he warned.
The point of the gun dropped and there was a loud crack as it was fired. Somewhere in the hospital people shrieked and footsteps came running down the hallway.
"JOUNOUCHI-KUN!" Yugi screamed and broke out of Kozuka's hold to run to his friend. Jounouchi twisted and writhed in pain on the floor. The bullet had struck his left leg; blood trickled slowly onto the floor.
"Ha!" Ushio laughed cruelly. "That'll teach him."
"Jounouchi, are you okay?" Honda crawled over to him.
"Aww…ssssssshhit. f-fuck…" Jounouchi gasped. Yugi sat beside him, face white with terror.
"Jounouchi-kun, you shouldn't of spoken up for me," Yugi said tears linking out of his purple eyes. "I was fine, you didn't have to…" He felt light headed and dizzy, maybe it was all the blood. Violence had always made Yugi queasy.
"H-hey, this is n-nothing," Jounouchi replied, sweat dripping off his pale face. "At least it d-didn't hit anything important-" he gasped in pain. "Oh hell!"
"Stop crying about it," Kaiba said beside him irritably, as if Jounouchi were complaining about a paper cut.
"I wasn't talking to you!" Jounouchi snarled.
Yugi's whole head throbbed, he felt like he was going to be sick. He leaned over, putting his head in his hands.
'How could they do this? How could they do this to Jounouchi-kun? Ushio, Keith, we will not forgive you…' Yugi thought darkly, hands shaking.
Suddenly Yugi's head throbbed. Cold empty fear and panic were eating away at his insides. He doubled over on the floor. There was a strange whistling in his ears, pressure building up in his brain. He clutched his stomach, eyes wide with panic and shock.
'What… what's happening to me?' he thought, the people around him suddenly forgotten 'What is this feeling? It's almost like… like there is something inside of me, trying to get out… and I can't hold it back…' That thought scared him. Scared him to death.
They hurt Jounouchi-kun, they hurt our friend…
"Hey, get him up!" Ushio ordered to Kozuka. "We're not done with him yet." The kid walked over and grabbed Yugi's arm with claw like hands.
They shall pay…
Yugi's stomach lurched; blackness over took his vision as he flew back away from the conscious world.
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"Hey, get him up!" Ushio ordered. Kozuka squeaked and rushed forward to grab the prisoner. But as soon as the youth's hand touched Yugi's arm, Kozuka went flying. The patients in the room all stared in stunned, terrifiedsilence. Yugi wasn't someone who would smash someone's head into a wall.
Ushio pointed the gun at Yugi's head.
"Don't try anything stupid," Keith sneered still very cocky.
"You shall pay…" Yugi threatened in a clear and sharp voice unlike his own. He turned toward the captors, his face twisted with rage, eyes ablaze. "You shall pay for this! I shall avenge my friends!"
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