Yuki: Part of my Naraku no Chibi Neko series...

Anika: Johnny the Homicidal Maniac!...

Yuki: ... in a crossover format.

Cast in Chapter Five:

Johnny C. - Atemu

Nail Bunny - Jounouchi's voice

Psycho Doughboy - Himself (to be explained in Naraku no Chibi Neko)

Fetus in a jar - Ragamuffin the Eternal Vampire Scourge Doll

Anika: ENJOY!!!

Yuki: Just a side note - In dialogue form, the chars. will refer to each other by their counterparts names. For example: Instead of Atemu (Johnny) calling Yami 'Yami', he will call him 'Squee'. Another example: When Atemu name isn't said, I will call him Atemu, but if someone says his name, they shall say Johnny.

Notice: The fetus in a jar was actually in the JtHM comics. We detest abortion and any stuff associated with such things. If anyone has a problem with the mentioning of a fetus in a jar, go hold a petition against that stuff, but kindly leave us out of it. We already had petitions for that stuff at school.

Warnings: Suicide attempt... Psychotic behavior and what not... Head voices, and that's about it.

Chapter Five: JtSM - ANOTHER 2 A.M

Atemu gazed out of one of the boarded up windows in his bedroom. He was not in bed, for he detested sleep, but he merely looked up at the moon, admiring in cold, pale beauty.

'Oh, it's such a beautiful night.' Atemu just adored the night and its serenity. 'I think I'll kill myself.'

"What else is there to do?" he asked to no one in particular. There was no person in the house at all. "It's so incredibly lovely out, and it's not as if anyone is gonna drop by, though, on nights like this, I wish someone would." Atemu hugged his thin, anorexic body, his clothes thin, yet somehow warm. Nothing could keep him warm from the cold, emotionless pit his heart currently was, though. "I really don't want to be alone right now. Fuck. Another on of those nights."

Ever see one of those 'In case of emergency, break glass' boxes on a wall? Atemu has one for lonely nights like these. It reads:

This way to the great egress

Break glass in case of overwhelming despair

Inside of this glass box, a black, sleek handgun, already loaded with a few bullets, was carefully positioned inside, standing proud as if it knew its job would be successful tonight.

"Well, this time..." Atemu went over to his nightstand, grabbing a figurine of his comic character, Happy Noodle Boy, in his left hand. "I'll make sure..." He stood posed to throw the small model and aimed for the glass box. "That there aren't any more!! EVER!!" Atemu threw his model of the fucked up stick figure and succeeded in breaking the glass into pieces... as well as causing Happy Noodle Boy's head to detach from its body.

Atemu's metal tipped boots clicked on the wooden floor as he walked to the box on the wall. "No more dreaming for real friends! No more stars for me to be alone under!! NO MORE!! I'm blowing through THAT LID!!" His fingers wrapped themselves around the gun's handle, feeling the cold metal against his skin. Some tears managed to escape Atemu's eyes and made their way down the maniac's face. He never wanted to be alone, but something in the damn world always prevented that... dare he say it, happiness.

"I'm going overthe stars." Atemu held his forehead in one hand, the gun secure in the other. He regained his focus. "Something's gone wrong with me. I know that. This place has made me sick, somehow. All I smell in the shit in this diseased reality. All I can see is things full of rot and riddled with stingers." He corrected his grip on the gun. "Time for something new!!" Atemu held the gun up to his head and bowed his head, closing his eyes as not to feel the gunshot as much and to not look at the floor. "Over the stars.

"WAAAIT!!"There was the voice, one that Atemu had come to know as a small voice of reason in his fucked up reality. Some nagging presence in the back of his head had always wanted him to call the voice 'Katsuya', but Atemu had dismissed it as the result of insanity. Atemu looked over at his desk/dresser.

"Don't do it!" There was 'Katsuya', nailed to the wall above the dresser. Flies flew around the dead rabbit, but of course, the bunny could not do anything about it. "Killing yourself isn't the answer!"

"Like hell it isn't, Nail Bunny!" Atemu had bought Bunny at a pet store about three years ago, but we'll come back to that later. Let's just listen to this fight Atemu's having with a dead rabbit nailed to a wall. Atemu came over to the dresser and leaned in so he was eye level with the dead bunny. "You don't know what it's like! You can't even imagine.. the things I've done." The rabbit seemed to be somehow insulted and irked by these words and carefully planned out his response in less than two seconds.

And here, reader is the 'birth'... er... 'death' of Nail Bunny.

"You bought me at the pet store, fed me once, and then nailed me to this wall, THREE YEARS AGO. I don't have to imagine." Bunny had some... hard feelings for what Atemu did to him, but he wasn't going to let the boy kill himself. "But, just listen to me!"

"FUCK YOU!! YOU LIE!!You just want to keep me writhing on this rusting blade!!" Atemu was now going berserk, to say the least. Everytime something might work for him, something else ruined it... WHY?! "To keep me here in this place!!"

"You're right!" There stood a Pillsbury Doughboy. His eyes had swirls in them, like a hypnosis ring. The word FUCK was written on his shirt quite boldly. Atemu had picked him up from a sidewalk by a pastry store and had kept him... the voice now dubbed Psycho Doughboy.

"The filthy rabbit is lying! Indeedydoody! The only way out of the pain is through a hole in your head! Your body is the anchor keeping you from flying! OVER THE STARS!!" If you can't tell, Psycho Doughboy is the voice of self-loathing and suicide in Atemu's head. While Nail Bunny tries to keep him alive, this Pillsbury Doughboy is the inner voice that tells Atemu to screw life and embrace death by his own hands.

"Yes." That is all that Atemu said as he gripped the gun tightly again.

"NO, JOHNNY! HE'S THE LIAR!!" Atemu had forgotten about Bunny, who was now crying out for his life. "You can get help!! Please don't do anything stupid!! There have to be people out there, somewhere, who can help you! Different from the ones who have hurt you! YES!!"

"NO! IMPOSSIBLE!! TOO LATE!!" Atemu swiped Nail Bunny off of the wall, nail and all. "I CAN ONLY SEE THE THINGS I DESPISE!! SO SHUT UP!! PLEEEASE!!!"

"BAD, BAD, LYING BUNNY!!! You misguide him! Keep silent! Keep silent!!" Psycho Doughboy wouldn't lose this game, not as long as he worked for his Master. "Our boy is in need of this cure. And it must be taken through the skin, so LET HIM PULL THE FUCKING TRIGGER!"

"You're not crazy, Johnny!" Okay, maybe he was pushing it, but Nail Bunny could NOT let this boy die! "You're not! Look! You and I, we're having a perfectly sane conversation, yes?!"

Some hopeful light same back into the ruby irises that were in Atemu's eyes. "Well... I guess so. I mean, you've always been pretty straight with me through the years." A small revelation. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I can get help."

"Johnny C.!! Your infection deludes you! You can wash away every last drop of blood from THESE walls, but the wall of your MIND are forever STAINED!! HA!!" Of course, the bloody wall of this house... The Master would be pleased.

"YOU ARE BEYOND REDEMPTION!" Atemu was now writhing with emotional pain, that twisting feeling of broken hope, a love gone horribly wrong, everything gone with a sharp twist and yank of a knife. He held Bunny close to his head and the gun also stood at attention close to the wielder's head, eager.

"That's it! No more!!"

"HEY!!" On Atemu's desk stood a Ragamuffin doll, a silly doll that was convinced that it was a vampire. "That commercial where the whole family gets diarrhea is on!!!"

Any 'normal' person would watch TV for the actual shows played, but Atemu, being of insane mind and body, watched it for the commercials.

A few moments later, Atemu was in his living room on his dilapidated couch, Nail Bunny next to him.

'Mommy!'
'Aaaaaargh!'
'SPLOOOSH!'

The maniac sat there laughing, popcorn in his hands.

This crisis: AVERTED!

Yuki: You see a bit more of Atemu as the insane maniac that he is.

Anika: "Insane maniac"? Is that redundant?

Atemu: Do I look like I care?

Yami: squee... Please Review.

Shmee: ...

Atemu: (mutters) damn bear...

Yuki: Hey, I drew Atemu as Johnny and I put it on deviantArt. Please look at it. *puppy eyes*