Chapter 13

This Reality Is Really Just A Fucked Up Dream

Yami sighed as he woke up from his warm bed. He silently wondered to himself if he needed to see some one about these odd, yet horrifying, dreams. He then smiled when he remembered that today he'd get to see Yugi. It was also a Saturday so he'd enjoy going all day. Even if the child was in a coma maybe he could help bring him out. Yami grabbed a snack from the kitchen table and walked out the door. This time on his way to the hospital he didn't see any strange happenings. He wondered if he really had just imagined them. He stopped at a store and grabbed some items he thought Yugi might like and left. Looking at his watch he sat in the traffic waiting for the light to change. After a slow boring ride he finally made it to the hospital.

"Can you please tell me which room Yugi Jikari is in?" The nurse smiled and nodded. Looking through the list on her computer she searched for his name.

"Yes. Mr. Jikari is in room A3 an ICU room. Just around the corner." Yami smiled and thanked her. Walking around he saw Yugi's room and walked up. Grabbing the handle he slowly and quietly opened the door. His heart wrenched at the sight. Yugi laid there pail and ill looking. His eyes were slightly underlined a sickly yellow. He was being supplied as a black balloon pumped air into the child's body. A fading bruise on his cheek was now a medium bluish green.

He walked over and tied down a balloon that said 'Get Well Soon' near Yugi's head and laid the other candies and dark blue flowers on a table near Yugi's bed. Sitting down in the dark room he held Yugi's hand and hummed a soft tune. Closing his eyes he continued to softly hum.

Soft whimpering and sobbing met his ears. Slowly opening his crimson eyes he saw a miniature version of Yugi sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Yugi?" The child's teary eyes drifted up to him. Sniffling he wiped his eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked softly.

"I'm lost." He sobbed distressed. "I can't find my way home." This child was different from the angel child he had seen before. This child wore huge torn navy blue jeans and a dirty faded black t-shirt.

Some one shook his shoulder.

"Excuses me." A woman's voice woke him from his slumber. Yami mumbled something and sat up. He once again didn't realize he had been sleeping. He rubbed his eyes and looked over when he saw the boy. The child was gone. "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you but I've got to take a quick look over the boy."

"No problem." Yami said sheepishly and stood up. The nurse smiled.

"Is he your son?" The teacher shook his head.

"No he's just a student. One of my favorites." The nurse smiled and walked over to look at the child's signs.

"He's doing better. The overdose seems to have completely left his body. It's all a matter of if he wakes." The nurse said softly while looking over the child's records. The tri haired teacher smiled and thanked her for the news. She nodded and beamed at the man as she looked at all the things he had brought for the boy. "You like him a lot I see." She said gently gesturing to the items around the boy.

"I'm all he really has. He doesn't have any friends and his uncle...well his uncle was the one that put him here." Yami said softly taking his seat next to him again. She nodded slowly and smiled.

"Well I'll check on him later." She said as she left the room. Yami sighed and looked at the small child on the huge bed. He was dressed in a white hospital gown and the young man held the boy's hand and gently touched his hospital wrist band. He noticed something on the child's knuckles. Light scars that just about matched his normal tanner skin tone glared out. Yami thought back to what the child had said one time...'My dad said if people loved me they hit my knuckles with one of those hot grill thingys...I hated that...' Rubbing his fingers over the scars he sighed sadly. He looked back up to the child's expressionless pail face.

"Are you trying to reach me Yugi?" The man asked softly to the child's lifeless body. Grasping the child hand with both of his he closed his eyes. "Are you trying to wake up?" The man muttered softly.

"...I'm trapped..."

"...It's dark..." Whispers filled the room. The child's soft spoken words ricocheted off the walls and echoed.

"...help...me...Yami..." Yami opened his eyes. He stood before a cement door. Tiny bloody hand prints were scattered around the bottom of the door.

"...have you ever noticed how this gun works boy!..." A man's voice growled.

"...round by round..."

The sound of small feet padded against the floor, but it sounded like the feet were running around him.

"...row by row..."

The sound stopped.

"...blow by blow..."

Bang! He heard a body slump to the floor.

"Hello?" Yami asked looking around the dark room. He walked up to the door and touched it. The cool cement below his fingers melted and slowly dripped to the floor. "Yugi? Where are you?" The man asked.

"Yami!...over here..." A voice hissed. The tri haired man whiped his head around, but no one was there.

"Where are you Yugi? I want to help." Yami urged.

"You can't help me." He turned to his left and saw the Yugi he had always known standing before him. The harsh and cold voice of the boy and his impassive expression was unmistakable. He also had a bandage around his head and was in his hospital gown.

"Yugi." Yami breathed. He thought he'd never see this boy again. "I want to help. There's got to be a way."

"There isn't." The child said sharply. "Leave." The boy growled.

"No! I'm not going to leave you here." The boy glared at the man.

"You can't save me." The boy hissed. "I'm never going back." He said firmly keeping up his glare. Yami was completely unfazed from the boy's trademark glare.

"I want to help you. I promise-"

"Promises are ment to be broken." The boy interjected. "If you want to help then leave me alone. I'm safer here."

"Here? You want to stay here for the rest of you life...no for all eternity? It's so cold and-"

"There's no pain here. When you've been here long enough you're numb. I. Don't. Hurt. Here." The child growled, placing strong emphasis on every word on the last sentence.

"Is that the way you really want to be? Numb forever? Alone forever? I'm so sorry what happened. I should have never left you there-"

"It's just too bad." The boy argued angrily. "You can't take anything back and neither can I. Don't you god damn dare blame your self or I'll fucking kill you." Yami smiled inwardly.

"Yugi," Yami started gently, "I want to help you. I can take you away from your uncle. I care about what happens to you whether or not you like it." Yugi didn't speak. 'Good I got him thinking.' "Take a look around. Is this what you really want? You can have so much more. You can be so much more."

"Don't you under stand! It's killing me!" The child shouted. "I just can't make it stop." The little boy said softly lowering his gaze to the ground.

"I'll help you."

"It won't go away." The child shifted and turned around.

"Don't leave." Yami said gently.

"I can't go back! Don't you see!" Yugi whipped around to face his teacher. "All I feel is pain! I can't take it anymore! The world is not a safe or happy place! It never was! All the murders! All the cruelty! It's never ending! The pain won't stop!" Yugi looked straight into the man's eyes. "It's too much. I will not last. It's just too fucking much." The boy grounded out. Yami was speechless he had no idea Yugi was suffering so much. The boy was true to his words when you studied him. How tired the child was. The beatings and struggling to survive on the street just wore him down.

"Let me protect you." Yami said softly. He held out his hand to the child. "Wake up Yugi. I'll protect you."

DUN DUN DUN Well he! I'm sooo evil...

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