Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Confidential Pain ❯ Fire In Smoke ( Chapter 2 )
Disclaimer- Same old. I don't own Yugioh.
Author's Notes-Well, I'm kinda happy...I got 2 reviews on Anime Spiral, 1 on ff.net, and 1 on Mediaminer. I've never really had that happen before. ^.^ Go me. Anyway, here's the next chapter, without much firther ado.
Confidential Pain
Chapter Two- Fire in Smoke
Screams and shouts erupted all around the building. Cars and people stopped what they were doing to watch the scene from below.
"Somebody has to help him!" someone shouted.
"Yugi!!!" screamed out another voice.
~*~Yugi POV~*~
Time seemed to come to a sudden halt. He was no longer flying, he just seemed to be sitting in mid-air.
"So Yugi, tell me. What gave you the urge to jump?" The boy asked, his face leering at him from a window that Yugi had been passing by.
"What are you talking about? I didn't jump from anywhere. I'm flying!" Yugi said cheerfully.
"Oh? Look around you, Yugi. Think for a minute. Are you flying, or falling?"
Yugi looked below him. He saw people moving in extra slow motion, pointing up at him and screaming. Craning his neck upward, he saw people staring down at him from the roof of the building where a large congregation had gathered, eyes wide in horror.
"Help me!" Yugi cried out as the realization sunk in.
"You're the one that's falling," the boy said, allowing Yugi's father's voice to take over.
"You better be prepared to save yourself!" Yugi's dad yelled at him with a hint of a grin curling around his lips.
Yugi looked up at his smirking father as he plummeted downwards.
"But Dad--!" Yugi was cut short as he plunged into the freezing waters of the green, murky ocean. He struggled to swim, but his large, now-waterlogged hiking boots limited the movement of his legs. It didn't help the case that Yugi had yet to learn how to swim. He tried crying for help, but salty water immediately flowed into his mouth.
"Don't let me die here Dad!!!" he tried to scream, but the words came out as a garbled, bubbly mess.
"You gotta save yourself," the boy finished, searching Yugi's face for reaction.
"This is unreal...who are you?!"
"The person you'll be if you don't save yourself, Yugi," the boy said as he disappeared and time resumed.
Yugi struggled to reach the hands that stretched out of the numerous windows of the building that tried to lend aid, but his hand only brushed their fingertips, and never grasped.
"Speed...." Yugi muttered.
~*~
Yugi's eyes opened to find themselves in a nearly pitch-black room. His head throbbed with the aftershocks of a horrible headache.
"Man…what a horrible dream..." he muttered, rubbing his eyes.
"Pfft. You think that was a dream?" a voice called out from the dark.
"You again? Are you stalking me or something?"
"Hmph. For your information, I saved you."
"Oh? Do tell."
"It was quite funny actually. See, you just kept falling and you wouldn't save yourself, so I stuck a pole out of the window. Then you kinda hit it. You held on for a few seconds before you slipped off. Not long enough for anyone to catch you. Luckily you were near the ground. That's where you got knocked out-you hit the sidewalk like…it was just SPLAT really loud and your nose was bleeding really bad."
Well that explained the sticky stuff on his face. "Hm. Well, thanks. Oy, my head hurts."
"Imagine that. Especially since you had a strong speed pill, man. Where do you get that shit?"
Yugi smiled. "That's my secret!"
"You should go to a new dealer man. What you've been getting is absolute shit man! You're missing out!"
Yugi sat up with renewed interest.
"Oh? What's better? A stronger dose? Do I have a bad brand?"
"Fuck no. You have the weak stuff! You need L man! LDS! That stuff is...well, psychedelic! That stuff is the best. We need to go get some one you can walk again."
"Awesome."
The two sat in silence for a while.
"I'm bored." Yugi said, annoyed. The boy threw a box of smokes at him.
"I don't have that many left, but it's enough to last a bit." His lighter followed a few moments later.
Yugi peeled opened the box and pulled out one of the cigarettes. He twiddled it around between his fingers a bit before lifting it to his mouth. Lighting it with his other hand, he sucked and blew out the smoke.
The smoky cloud drifted across the room before disintegrating into the air. Yugi stared at the end of the cigarette for a minute, watching the tiny orange embers slowly fade and dim. He leaned his head back against the headboard of the bed.
"How long have you been doing drugs?" Yugi asked the boy.
The boy shrugged.
"Not sure. Probably about as long as you. You lose track of time when you take them."
"Yeah, that's true."
A few moments of silence passed by with the occasional cloud of smoke passing across the room.
"Earlier...I remember you saying...what was it...oh yeah. `The person you'll be if you don't save your self'. What does that mean?"
"It's a riddle basically." The boy laughed. "It's a phrase I heard a long time ago-"
"Nothing..." Yugi muttered.
"Hmm? What's that? Oh, you figured it out."
"I remember it from a long time ago too. I just now remembered what it meant. How long are you staying this time, Onimo?"
The boy sat up with alarm.
"Hey-when did I tell you my name?!" he practically screamed out. Yugi grinned lightly to himself, as if revealing a memory.
"You didn't. I guessed."
Onimo sat back.
"Good guesser...Onimo isn't a common name."
"Not at all."
Onimo sat up suddenly, the chair tipping over and falling on its back in his rush. Before Yugi could ask, he had left the room.
"Onimo?" He muttered.
The traces of Onimo faded away but were suddenly replaced by the figure of a young woman.
"You!" She screeched out. The cigarette fell from Yugi's mouth in surprise. He quickly picked it back up and pressed it against the back of his hand, burning it out.
"Huh? Who are you?" he asked.
"I'm Anzu's mom! I've been taking care of you since you fell-or rather jumped-from that building."
"But... I thought Onimo..." He started.
The lady walked briskly over to Yugi and snatched the burnt out cigarette from his hand.
"I don't tolerate smoking in this house, Yugi!" Before he could react, she had relieved him of the box of cigarettes, along with a small pack of powder and some small folded up foil from one of his pockets. His eyes widened.
"Can I have that back?" he said quietly, but she didn't seem to hear him. Luckily, she didn't seem to know that the powder was speed and the foil was for taking it.
"Teenagers these days..." She muttered, rolling her eyes and throwing the drugs into a trashcan at the end of the bed. Yugi watched as the cigarettes fell into the can with a dull thump, followed by the speed. He whimpered softly.
`My poor wasted money...' he thought to himself.
"Well ma'am, I think I'm well enough to leave now. Thanks for caring for me."
"Pfft. You better be leaving. I don't want a smoker in my house!" She grabbed Yugi's collar and yanked him off of the bed, shoving him towards the door.
"Can you not tell Anzu about this?"
"I certainly am not telling her! Then she'll be begging you to try it. Peer pressure has always been a weak spot of hers. And if I see you with another one of those damned things hanging out of your god awful mouth, you better start running or I will have your head on a plate."
Yugi bowed and edged towards the door, keeping one eye on the livid mother, trying to get away as fast as possible. When she was out of sight, he broke into a mad dash for the door.
As soon as he was far enough away from the house, he leaned up against a tree to catch his breath. He reached into his pocket for any cigarettes that might have slipped out of the carton, but was met with nothing.
"Damn."
"I see you can walk again. How about getting that LSD?" Onimo said, appearing out from behind the trees, startling Yugi.
"Jeez. You could have warned me she was coming. And I thought I was at your house! Now fuckin Anzu..."
"You know you were in her room, right?" Onimo said with an evil grin.
"Fuck! No!!! Seriously? How did you know?"
"I've been there...once or twice before. And you were lying on her bed, where she sleeps every night almost. And who knows what she does on that bed!" Onimo laughed. Yugi punched his arm lightly.
"Pervert..." He muttered.
"No more than you! Come on, the LSD is waiting." Yugi shook his head, but began to follow Onimo.
"So what exactly is this LSD?" Yugi asked.
"LSD? Oh, it's my life. I couldn't live without it..." Onimo said, quieting down near the end of the statement. Yugi chuckled lightly.
"It's that good then?"
"Hmm? Oh. Yeah. LSD is usually called L...stands for Lysergic Acid Diethylamide. It's pretty damn powerful. Tons more than speed. You only have to take a little bit of this shit and you're set for about twelve hours."
"Twelve hours? Damn!"
"Yeah, it's good stuff. The taste is kind of bitter though, but the effects make up for it! Ha, it's so great that they even created a word just for it-psychedelic."
Yugi laughed. "Seriously? That's gotta be great. Can't wait to try it."
"Yeah. Well, here we are!"
Yugi looked around.
"We're in the middle of nowhere...."
"Feh. That's what you think! See that dumpster over there?" Onimo pointed.
"Uh, yeah. It reeks."
Onimo laughed and walked towards it. Once he was in front of it, he knocked on it five times, he shouted out, "Losing sanity dammit!"
Yugi raised an eyebrow at him, then jumped back as he heard voices and a loud screeching of metal against metal. His mouth gaped open when he saw a door open from the trash bin.
"Come on in!"
Yugi waited for Onimo to walk in first, but when he didn't, he went on in.
"What are you here for?" A big black man asked.
"Duh, man, he's here for LSD. `Losing sanity dammit!'."
The black man looked over at the runty guy with a piercing glare.
"Shutting up..."
"Well, me and Onimo are here for LSD, yeah."
"Onimo?" The black man said looking around. He suddenly burst out laughing. "Oh, I get it. Well, here." The man held out a small box of twelve mini envelopes, the kind that looked like they could only fit valentines in. Yugi looked at the oddly before taking them and placing them in his pocket. The black man kept his hand out.
"What?" Yugi asked.
"You think this shit is free?!"
"Oh! Sorry!" Yugi scrounged around in his back pocket for his wallet and filled the man's hand with bills. When he was satisfied, he closed his hand and shoved Yugi out the door.
"Tough crowd..." Yugi rubbed his arm where the man had grabbed it to throw him out. He looked around for Onimo, but didn't see him anywhere. Shrugging, Yugi walked over the deserted parking lot. Once he was far away from the drug dealers, he sat down on the pavement. He pulled one of the envelopes out and opened it up.
"There's nothing there..." he said to himself, peering into it.
Feeling ripped off, Ygui sighed and slammed his hand into the pavement.
"....ow...."
Staring at the envelope and rubbing his hand, Yugi had the sudden urge to lick the envelope. Raising his tongue to the envelope where the sticky shit was, he closed his eyes and wiped his tongue across the envelope. He pulled his tongue back into his mouth and allowed the bitter taste to sink in.
"Bitter....no colour....no odor...this must be it." Yugi began to laugh insanely.
"An envelope! This is how drugs come now a days! Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamm!!!!!" Yugi doubled over laughing, not even knowing why.
"Shit...this must be it...this is where the word came from...psychedelic!!! I be trippin' now..."
Yugi stood up shakily, the envelope clutched tightly in his hand. He smiled, looking around.
"FIREWORKS!!!" He yelled out, pointing at the sky. He ran along, trying to chase the trails of falling fireworks.
"It's not New Year's yet, fireworks! Why are you here! Hee hee!!" Yugi watched the fireworks in amazement. Seeing one fly above his head, he tilted his head back to follow the colorful sparks.
"WHOAH!" He cried out as he fell to the ground from leaning back too far. The envelopes slid out of his pocket from the fall. Yugi quickly hurried to put them away, leaving one in his hand. He eyed it hungrily. He slightly remembered a warning Onimo had told him...about over dosing...but he couldn't really remember at this point.
Opening the envelope, Yugi raised the envelope to his lips and licked it. The bitter taste tingled his tongue, sending shudders through his body. Then he threw his head back and started laughing crazily again. More and more fireworks began filling the sky, exploding brightly in an abundance of colors.
"ANZU! YOU GOTTA SEE THIS!!!" He screamed out happily. He spun around and around until he was dizzy, watching the fireworks with a wide smile plastered on his drunken face.
After a while, he started to walk unsteadily to Anzu's house, often coming within inches of tipping over and hitting his head on the pavement.
"You gotta see this..." he muttered, "you gotta see this..." he kept repeating to himself.
A while later, Yugi found himself beside Anzu's house. He hid behind a tree giggling madly as he watched Anzu wave to her mom as she pulled out of the driveway.
Once he was sure Anzu's mom was out of sight, Yugi staggered to the door. He began to knock, but thought better of it.
He walked down the steps and walked around to the side of the house where Anzu's window was. He peered in and saw her already asleep.
"She sleeps easily..." He slurred out.
`Who knows what she does in that bed!' Yugi remembered Onimo saying.
"Naughty, naughty fucker..." He muttered, smiling. Yugi extended trembling arms to her windowsill and began opening the window quietly, thanking god that it didn't squeak that much. Anzu stirred a little, but still did not wake.
Yugi quietly crept into her room and looked over Anzu. She was clad in skimpy lingerie. He smirked.
Walking over to her, he climbed onto the bed.
"You gotta see these fireworks, Anzu!" He said quietly, but loud enough to make her come to.
"Yugi?" She muttered, her eyes focusing on his face slowly.
Yugi smiled and leaned his face towards hers.
"Hi Anzu. You gotta see these fireworks."
Anzu was about to reply, but was cut short as Yugi's lips locked onto hers. Her eyes widened.
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