It's been a while. I'm running out of plot ideas. Want to help me out?

Banner sat in the computer chair in his room with everyone sitting around him. It was a terrible silence, but no one felt that they should break it. The only sound was Banner clicking the mouse and typing every now and then.

"I found the fear of death."

Everyone jumped as Banner spoke. He didn't speak loudly, but the silence was so intense that even the slightest noise caused everyone to get startled. Jaden regained his composure and shook his head.

"What? What do you mean, Professor?" he asked.

Banner turned around to face everyone with a grim expression planted on his face. "I found the scientific name for the fear of death. The fear of death or dying is Thanatophobia or Necrophobia."

The students looked at each other with confused expressions. What was their teacher talking about?

"Why are you looking up the fear of death?" Bastion asked.

"I looked up the fear of death because I couldn't find the fear of life." Banner said.

Syrus inhaled deeply to keep his voice from shaking when he spoke. It seemed that all he was doing nowadays was crying. "What does that mean?"

"Is there such a thing as fear of life? Do you think that Chazz is afraid to continue living so he wants to die? Is that why he has been trying so desperately to kill himself?" Banner said more to himself than his students.

There was another long silence as everyone pondered this. Was Chazz afraid to live? Was that his problem?

"No!"

Everyone looked over at Alexis as she shouted. She gave them all an angry, yet determined look.

"It's not that Chazz doesn't want to live! There's something else at work here. Something that's making Chazz lose the will to live. We need to find out what that thing is. I won't sit around while Chazz is trying to throw his life away!" she said.

"We'll find out what's wrong with him one way or another!" Bastion said smiling.

Jaden went over to Syrus who was still looking upset. He gave him a tight, friendly hug and spoke gently to him.

"Don't worry anymore, Syrus. We'll find out what's wrong with Chazz and help him. This will all be over soon."

Syrus nodded his head and closed his eyes. He hoped that they could help Chazz. He didn't want to see his friend die. He especially didn't want to see his friend become a victim of suicide. He would help if his friend if he died trying.

Chazz sat in the hospital, quietly thinking about how to tell his friends what his brothers said to him. How could he tell his friends without risking their being? He finally decided to give up and take a rest when an unwanted guest popped out of nowhere. Ojama Yellow appeared in front of Chazz with what he supposed was a sad expression.

"Are you ok, boss? Why did you try to kill yourself? Was someone being mean? Do me and my brothers need to teach someone a lesson?" he said.

Chazz got an aggravated look and stared at his duel spirit. "Why are you here? How are you here without my deck being here? I don't need you! Go away!" Chazz said. He knew it was futile though. This yellow monster never listened to what he said.

"It's ok, boss! I don't blame you for a thing! You obviously have a reason for trying this! Whatever it is I'm sure that you can handle it!" Ojama Yellow said.

"Say that again." Chazz ordered.

"What? I'm sure you can handle it?"

"No. The other thing."

"You have a reason for doing this?"

"No! The thing before that!"

"I don't blame you?"

I don't blame you. Chazz remembered when Syrus said that to him when he first tried to kill himself. He didn't believe someone was actually saying that something wasn't his fault. Hearing Ojama Yellow say it now was bringing back memories. He remembered how much fun he had with his friends. It was all because they loved and cared about him. The first people to ever care about him.

"Thanks." Chazz said to his duel spirit.

"No problem! Wait, thanks for what?" Ojama Yellow said.

"For not blaming me."

Not bad, not good. Anyone want to help me out? I know I mixed up the Ojama Yellow when Chazz is still in Obelisk Blue. Oh well.