Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Das goldene Zeitalter des Grotesken ❯ Chapter 1 - Kleine weiße Lügen - Little White Lies ( Chapter 2 )

1/28/04

Updated Version: 1/30/04 Updated German Translation and summary. We both apologize to at all German readers for reading the pervious version. m(_ _)m We hope that this is a better version.

~~ Introduction ~~

Hey, this is Lancer Monna and Mozartz_Ballad!

This fic took a while to create but we are very proud of the results!

As for the title well, . . .the reason is because, we made Ryou German for this fic and plus we wanted to do something different. We don't want to give too much away so we are hoping that we have given enough information to keep you interested in this series.

Now then on to the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: Lancer Monna or Mozartz_Ballad do not own or have rights to the characters from Yu-Gi-Oh! They unfortunately belong to their owners especially Takahashi Kazuki. However, they do have the ability to use the characters in anyway that they choose. They also, however, own any of the original characters mention herein. Thank You.

WARNING: Yaoi, Adult Language, Angst, AU, Gore, Psychological, Implied sexual content, Death, Tea bashing

Author's Note: This chapter has 3rd P.O.V. and the characters may or will be OOC whichever comes first. Also be aware that there may be a few sentences that contain curse words. And before we forget:

~*~*~*~ = Change of scene

<< . . .>> = Character thoughts

Now on to the fic! (^-^)

Das goldene Zeitalter des Grotesken

Chapter 1 - Kleine, weiße Lügen- Little White Lies

Low melodic sounds of a lone viola filled the attic near the crake of dawn. The sound echoed off the walls with the slow creeping of first light into the minute yet quaint space, as Yuugi rehearsed his solo for the winter concert for the hundredth time that week.

Concerto for Viola d'Amore in D major.

The air was slightly frigid as fingers rapidly worked the fingerboard of the medium sized instrument resting comfortably against the crook of the petit player's neck. He stood there perfectly poised in the middle of the attic with nothing around him, playing every note from memory. Yet his mind continued to wander, remembering passages from a book that he found himself staying up late reading for two days now.

Wohin ist Mammi gegangen? Warum hat sie sich verändert? Mammi ist nicht mehr Mammi. Sie ist
weggegangen und jetzt ist sie eine neue Mammi. I hab meine erste Mammi wirklich sehr, sehr lieb gehabt. [1]

"YUUGI!"

The teen abruptly lifted his bow from the C string, completely startled by the sudden outburst. "Ji-chan! You nearly scared me half to death." Yuugi's grandfather pulled himself up into the attic, looking at his grandson with concern.

"Is something wrong Yuugi?" His grandson arched an eyebrow. "You've been playing the same measure for fifteen minutes." Sugoroku's lips pulled into a small smile, his eyes softening with concern. "Is something troubling you my boy?" Yuugi shook his head. "Are you sure?" At first Yuugi looked like he wanted to tell him something, but changed his mind.

"I'm fine Ji-chan. Probably having butterflies about the concert that's all."

His grandfather sighed in relief. "Your mother's been calling for you for awhile now. Breakfast is ready. Hurry up and eat before it gets cold." The old man lightly slapped his grandson playfully on the shoulder as the teen began to claim downstairs. "Oh, Yuugi! I'll be downstairs in the parlor when you're ready for me to drive you to school." He called down from the top of the attic stairs.

"Okay!" Yuugi ran to the fourth floor of their six story townhouse following the lovely smell of breakfast that his mother was diligently making. "Morning mom." he called sliding into his usual chair. His mother smiled setting down his plate, kissing him on the cheek.

"Did you sleep well?" She asked as she poured apple juice into her son's glass.

Yuugi nodded biting into his egg toast, then frowned looking around the kitchen. "Where's dad?"

His mother sat down at the table across from him flipping through the morning's paper. "Downstairs tending to customers in the music shop. And don't forget to change into your new school uniform." She could easily sense the disapproving frown forming on Yuugi's face as she poured herself some coffee. "And don't start with me young man." She held up a parchment with the school's letterhead and symbol embossed in gold.

St. Jeanne Da Arc Catholic School

555 Blessington Avenue

To the parents of:

Yuugi Mutou

We at the St. Jeanne Da Arc Catholic School, hope that everyone had a joyous and safe holiday season. We also wish to remind you that, as mentioned at the end of the pervious semester, all returning students are to be dressed according to the new dress code that has taken affect over the Christmas holidays. We ask that all parents have their children prepared for the new semester by acquiring the following items at the places mentioned:

1. Male uniform for both fall and spring semesters by Uniforms R Us.

2. One large Mailman leather book bag in black by Gothem Unlimited

3. Textbooks (Which can be purchased at The Jeanne Da Arc Catholic Bookstore):

A. Introduction to Advanced Bio Chemistry by Samuel Walden and Lisa Brown

B. The Wonderful world of Calculus by Victoria White

C. Advanced Techniques in Music Theory by William Green

The Works of Vivaldi, Bach, and Brahms arranged by Kim Jang Hoon

D. British and American Literature from the 1700's by Rupert Blackman

E. The Holy Bible - the Centennial Addition

F. Intermediate Manga Theory by Kazuki Takahashi

G. World History at Its Finest by Edward Finch

H. Archery set following the qualifications to the International Archer's League

Yuugi's eyes twitched at the godly titles his professors demanded that he study from. [[The Wonderful World of Calculus?! World History at It's - who makes up these stupid titles anyways. And why do we need a new version of the bible? Isn't the ninety-ninth edition just as good?]] He sighed in defeat. "Fine, but I still don't see the point in wearing uniforms in the first place." He grumbled eating his orange. "It's the middle of the school year."

"The beginning of the new semester." His mother corrected. She quickly pointed to him, then the stairs. "Get going." She sipped at her coffee. "And stop stomping on the stairs. The wood is-"

"-as old as grandpa so treat it with dignity and respect, and while we're on the subject respect your elders." Yugi mimicked mockingly in his mother's voice on the way up to his room. His mother couldn't help but smile against the rim of her cup. "Smart-aleck."

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Yuugi opened his bedroom door stopping dead in his tracks. "This can't be-."

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Sakura, heard her son barreling down the stairs to the kitchen a few minutes later completely dressed in his new uniform. She looked up from her newspaper with arched eyebrows.

"Mom, this can't be my uniform!!" Yuugi nearly yelled holding out his arms so that his mom got a good view of the outfit. The jacket was modeled after a trench coat made in black material which flared out from the waist and fastened on the left side. The front pocket had the symbol of the school with white and red trim all around the edge of the coat, cuffs and pocket. The flaps of the coat were cut at an angle so that you could see the long white shirt tails of his button down dress shirt which lay underneath the V cut wine red sweater vest. He wore boot cut solid black slacks that cuffed at the ankle, black boots with two inch soles at the toe and two and a half inches at the heel, and a black tie. "It's too cool to be a uniform. But to say that it's mine is just unreal."

His mother nodded. "But it suits you." She walked around him, every so often smoothing out various wrinkles on the fabric. "Trust me, it's a lot better than what the other students are wearing. That's why I especially picked this out for you." Yuugi blushed kissing his mom briskly on the cheek. "Your book bag is downstairs with Grandpa, and make sure to pick out a viola from the store."

Yuugi's shoulder's sagged. "Mom, do you think that I will ever get a viola of my own." His mom sighed heavily. "You know your father, 'I haven't found the perfect wood to make-"

"- the right instrument for Yuugi. I can't just give him any viola, I need to make him the perfect one.'" Yuugi shook his head in defeat. "I've been asking him for twelve years now." He heard his grandfather calling for him from the downstairs stairwell. "Coming Grandpa." He smiled weakly at his mother before running downstairs to the music shop on the second floor.

His mother sat at the coffee table with her forehead resting on top of her interlaced fingers. Her eyes glanced over at the window. With a heavy heart she slouched backwards looking up at the sealing. "I know you mean well my love, but when will you ever learn . . ."

There's no such thing as perfect.

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The sky was slightly grayish and the winds were a bit choppy on this chilly winter morning. Sugoroku drove the back roads hard in his sleek, black 1939 Cadillac 7523 limo, being extra careful of up-turned roots and scurrying forest animals.

Yuugi secretly thanked god that his mother picked this warm uniform for him while he sat in the backseat reading his book. One of his grandfather's hobbies was rebuilding old fashioned classic cars from the junk yard; unfortunately the heating system that his grandfather ordered hadn't arrived yet, but everything else was in pristine working order.

The teen sat calmly reading the passages of the book. His eyes, however, told a different story. They were as wide as saucers, and spelled fear and shock all over them. His hands began to shake as he numbly turned the delicate pages of the book, which in reality was really a diary. A diary of a close friend. A diary of a troubled little boy.

She was very kind and sweet. She held me close to keep me safe and warm and tucked me in at night to read bedtime stories. I felt so safe in mommy's arms.

But, now I have a new mommy. She's even more loving and kind to me. But should all mommies be too loving to their children?

She makes me feel different from all of the other kids, she kisses and touches me in secret places. At school, I heard that when a stranger does this then it's wrong. I told mommy and she says that as long as it's her than everything is fine because this is her special way to show her special man how much she loves him. But the teachers say that it's wrong. And mommy and daddy always say that I should listen to my teachers and do as I am told. So is what mommy's doing really wrong?

How is a mommy really like? Do all mommies act this way? I want to ask daddy but mommy says I shouldn't, because then he won't let us play together at night anymore and then mommy would be sad.

I don't want mommy to be sad. I won't tell daddy.

Yuugi closed his eyes and prayed to the Lord above that this was a work of fiction; a work of fantasy and not reality. But the more he read each entry, the more he realized that it was in fact real. Very much real. So real that it made his stomach lurch.

This is the diary of his closest friend - the diary of Ryou Bakura

"Yuugi . . . are you getting out? We're at school you know."

Yuugi's eyes snapped open, completely oblivious to the world around him outside of his grandfather's car as he focused on his worried face. "We're here already?" Holding the book between his opened palms, Yuugi closed the diary, stuffing it into his book bag.

"If you don't want to go to school today I can understand. You're mom and I have been worried about you since your breakup with Tea on New Year's Eve."

The name of his ex-girlfriend unconsciously slipped past his lips in a soft whisper; his heart ached, and his hands shook slightly at the painful memory.

:o||~*~*~*~New Year's Eve~*~*~*~||o:

"Here it is, the moment that we've all been waiting for-" Yuugi smiled affectionately holding his girlfriend Tea Garner. He sat on the window seat with his girlfriend sitting comfortably in between his legs; her head nestled in the crook of his neck, his chin resting comfortably in her hair. They sat away from all the townsfolk that came to celebrate at the Mutou townhouse. All activity stopped as everyone turned to Grandpa Mutou counting down the New Year.

"5, . . ." The crowd chanted.

"I love you Tea." Yuugi whispered into her hair. He could feel her breath dancing lightly against his heated neck.

"I, . ." She felt Yuugi's lips planting a kiss against her forehead, then her cheek. She looked at him warmly, her lips hovering lightly on his. She saw his eyes flutter closed, his face looked even more angelic than ever. "I, . . .we're breaking up. I don't want to be your girlfriend anymore."

" . . .1, . . .Happy New Year!!" The crowd cheered setting off their horns and noise makers. A group began singing under Sakura Mutou's lead. "Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne?"

Everyone was merry, dancing about, kissing loved ones and celebrating; everyone that is, except for Yuugi.

Tea smiled feeling his muscles around her tighten in shock. "I've never loved you Yuugi. Never have and never will." Tea looked smugly into Yuugi's shocked face. "I couldn't force myself to say those three little words to you any longer. 'I love you.' Don't make me laugh! It sickens me to think that you would actually think that I would ever love you. You're nothing more than a useless little boy trying to act like a man."

Yuugi with all the strength that he could muster refused to let her see him cry even though that was what he was really doing on the inside. "Why didn't you do this earlier."

Tea chuckled. "Because it made the break up all the sweeter. You will never love anyone else completely like me. Here's too the New Year." She kissed him on the cheek. "May you forever remember me as the woman that broke your pathetic little heart." Yuugi's eye's widened as Tea's lips planted firmly on his like venom. He pulled away nearly jumping off of the window seat. "Fucking whore." He breathed wiping his mouth vigorously with his sleeve.

"Ah, but remember it was you who fucked me first brat." She took up her champagne glass, sighing blissfully. Then sing from the rim of her glass, "and we'll tak a right guid-willie waught,For auld lang syne!"

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"You okay Yuugi?"

Yuugi could only smile at the gentleness of his Grandfather's voice. At least he could count on the fact that his grandfather's feelings towards him were real. He really did have such a loving family. "I'm fine Ji-chan. I'll see you after school?"

His grandfather smiled waving goodbye to his grandson. "Have fun kiddo."

Yuugi opened the door of the car, stepping out into the frigid morning air. He stepped onto the crosswalk, merging in with the other returning students passing the opened gothic iron gates . As he looked around, he realized that his school uniform was completely different from most of the other students which in his opinion looked really dopey.

"Hey Yuugi." He looked up to see his senior, Ryuji Otogi coming towards him in the same uniform that he was wearing, except his had a dice chain loosely wrapped around his waist and a white vest. "How was vacation?" He asked as they gave each other a high five.

Yuugi couldn't bring himself to look his friend in the eye. "I'd rather not talk about it, but uh, why are our uniforms different from everyone else's?"

His friend looked at Yuugi as if he had two heads. "You don't know?!" Yuugi shook his head. "It's to signify that we're honor students. And only a select few at that were able to get these uniforms. You have to be a student with high marks and do extracurricular activates after school as well . . . .or something like that. Anyway, it's really an honor." To say that Yuugi wasn't shocked would be an understatement. "But I have to get going, oh and don't forget we have an Archery Club meeting at lunch today." Otogi called over his shoulder as he ran down the walk. "Don't be late."

"What are you talking about, I have my watch right here," the teen patted his necktie and gasped loudly. His rabbit pocket watch wasn't secured to his tie. He paled miserably realizing that, "I must have left it at Ryou's house. . . .again"

He ran to the front entrance of the main church hall were most of the returning students had gathered looking for his friend. "I wonder were Ryou is?" He entered the massive cathedral hall squinting his eyes as he scanned the mass of students tinted by the dark shadows and various colors from the rose windows that lined the hall. He finally spotted him happily chatting to his classmates sitting around a curved marble corner stairwell slightly hidden from view. Yuugi smiled at the fact that he was wearing a similar outfit as him, except his outfit had a jacket in the same motif as Yuugi's trench coat which was sharply cut in an angle in the center showing off his red V cut vest, his long white dress shirttails and long skirt that reached mid shin. The skirt had a wide split on the side that was tied with black string revealing the same pants underneath as Yuugi's with the same boots. Ryou simply looked stunning and so happy. There's just no way that the book that he was reading was really his best friend's diary.

Yuugi's grip tightened around the handle of his book bag till his knuckles turned white. "I can't bring myself to face him." His head hurt so badly. If this book really was Ryou's diary, if he were to ever found out that he had read something so secret about his friend, Ryou would never forgive him. Closing his eyes, the tri-colored teen forced his way through the packed crowd of students as the church's iron bells tolled at the clock tower signaling the start of the first day of classes. The teen was completely unaware to Ryou looking at him, calling his name.

He walked to his locker, spinning the dial around without much thought. He felt someone watching him making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. From the corner of his eye, he saw the silhouette of his former girlfriend looking at him.

"Hey Yuugi." She called sweetly.

"Tea."

He rolled his eyes. It wasn't that he was trying to be sore about the whole thing, he just simply wished to ignore her. He gathered his books for his morning classes and shut his locker door spinning the dial harder than usual. He pulled the book bag strap over his neck, letting the bag rest comfortably against his hip. "Nice outfit." He said getting a good look at Tea's nun like school robes.

"For your information," she hissed putting her fist against her hips. "This is the official 'Elite' honor student robes." Her groupie friends that normally cheered everything that Tea ever said cringed.

"Obviously you have been told wrong my dear." Mai Kujaku called from down the hall wearing the same outfit as Ryou except her skirt didn't have a split in it at all. It flared out slightly above the knees in a wrap like fashion making her appear as if she were floating on the floor and her coat was the same as Yuugi's while her vest was white like her boyfriend Otogi's. "What Yuugi and I are wearing, are the official 'Elite' honor student uniforms." Mai smiled pointing to the school symbol stitched carefully in red, black and white shiny thread with the fancy letter 'E' embroidered in gold for all to see. She smiled pointing to Tea, "what you are wearing my dear, are common everyday student robes." She smirked. "Nice outfit, too bad that it still doesn't suit you."

Tea's face flashed with anger at Mai's spiteful remarks. How dare they treat her like common filth. Her eyes darted at Yuugi for support but found none. He looked at her coolly for a moment then turned his back to her. "You're a big girl, deal with it yourself."

"You're just still sore about New Year's." She could see the slight stiffening of Yuugi's shoulders. "I can't believe that you're still acting like such a spoiled little brat. I bet you cried yourself to sleep like a sniveling little baby." Everyone in the hall, except for Mai, laughed pointing their fingers at Yuugi. "I bet you cried calling for your 'Mommy' and 'Grandpa'." Tea mocking held fists to her face pretending to pout and cry.

Yuugi stopped walking, not believing what he was hearing. He knew that his ex was an all out bitch, but he never knew that she could be spiteful too. It's one thing to pick on him, but another to make fun of his family. He turned back to Tea keeping a smile on his face. Before he could even control himself his hand had a mind of its own, lashing out to strike at her.

"YUUGI!!!" At the sound of Mai's voice, Yuugi's hand stopped barely touching Tea's cheek. His ex, who was at first scared, smirked wickedly in triumph.

"See what I mean, what kind of man would want to hit a defenseless woman." She called out for everyone to hear. "None. That's why you will always be a little boy. Yuugi." Yuugi's eyes flashed flickering crimson red with purple as he was tempted to follow through with his slap. Mai grabbed his arm before he hit Tea for real.

"As much as I would love for you to slap the hell out of her, and I know she damn well deserves it; you must remember Yuugi, that you are far better. Let it go."

Tea smirked hiding behind her entourage of followers. She waited until they were slightly out of earshot before she said, " did I forget to mention where Yuugi got his sex technique from?" The crowd hushed to hear what her answer was. "From his hentai DVDs and from his mommy!" She laughed coldly along with her friends and the crowd around her. "Oops, I'm sorry, that was suppose to be a secret right?"

Yuugi frowned deeply at Tea's comment and high pitched laughter. He walked back to her reaching in his book bag pulling out a small brown paper bag. "Well then Tea. Since we've officially broken up, I believe that it's only fair that I give back what rightfully belongs to you right?" With the coldest eyes that Tea had even seen on her ex's face, Yuugi disgustingly tossed the bag at her. She took her time pulling out the one item the bag contained and unraveled it for everyone to see. Her eyes went wide eye in embarrassment. It was her white cotton stained panties. Everyone in the hall laughed so hard.

"How dare you give me someone else's underwear, and used for that matter." She hissed angrily. She watched Yuugi's eyes widen in shock, folding his arms over his chest.

"But Tea they are yours. You're the first and only female that I've ever let into my room besides my mother and even she wouldn't have to go around putting her name on her underwear. I mean come on Tea, only children do that when they keep loosing theirs." Tea's face paled "Oops, I'm sorry, that was suppose to be a secret, right?" Yuugi mocked over the loud snickering. She could hear someone yelling, "Oh my god, it is true. She does put her name on her underwear;" and the whole hall erupted in laughter.

With a satisfied smirk, Yuugi left Tea seeing red while zigzagging his way through the mass of students to his first class, World History. She ran after her ex ready to slap the living shit out of him. Mai, however was much faster, jumping in front of Tea's way then in one fluid motion kneed her knocking the 'nun' to the floor. Tea groaned groggily trying to regain herself.

"That's for embarrassing and hurting Yuugi New Year's and today." Mai growled out between clinched teeth. "You make me ill just looking at you, slut. The next time I see you making any passes on Otogi," Tea eyes shrunk with fear seeing Mai's nails which looked sharper and pointer than ever; the blonde's eyes looked feline. "I'll skin you alive."

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Yuugi opened the old creaking wood and iron door to his afternoon class, Bio Chemistry. Oh how he loathed that class and had dreaded coming to it for hours. He sat at his usual chair that he always picked, the last seat of the row closest to the window. He liked it most since no one really bothered him much.

He had a little over a half hour left over from lunch to do practically anything that he wanted. And for some particular reason Ryou's diary was somehow compelling him to read. He sat the book in his lap and flipped it open to no page in particular. He couldn't help but feel drawn to it. His eyes scanned down the handwritten lines and began to read paragraphs of a slightly older yet mysterious Ryou:

Entry 140

I don't understand. Why was Zelig so upset? After that night he found mother and I, he tried to tell his parents. So, does this mean how my mother loves me is in fact wrong? I'm so confused. Over and over he tried to tell them and became upset when no one believed him. Why is he making the situation such a big deal? His parents asked my parents about it, and they both said that it was nothing. That it was Zelig's imagination. Worse part was they had to ask me with Zelig glaring at me with those eyes "Tell them! Tell them that I'm not crazy" However, with me being so confused and still loving my mother so much; if what she is doing to me is bad, I don't want her to get in trouble or hurt. I answered that nothing happened. "Zelig made it all up. Zelig lied as usual." Zelig was so angry at me but why was he in tears? Shouldn't I be the one in tears? It doesn't matter anymore. What is the harm in one little white lie?

Entry 159

Where is Zelig? Where is he? I haven't seen him after his parents comforted mine. Is he still that upset with me? I try to call him, visit him, look everywhere for him. But, I can't find him. I miss him so much! Where is he? Please don't hate me. If I lied, I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I want him to come back. He's the only friend I have in this town. I pray to god to bring him back every night. It's been 2 weeks. Where is he? I'm so scared and lonely. I fear that I have made a bad mistake when I lied that night. Someone tell me, have I done something wrong? It was only one little lie, one little white lie. No harm will come of it right? Please let no harm come from it. I just wanted my mother to be happy. I will make it up to you. Zelig, please come back, . . . I miss you.

Entry 186

It appears that my tragedies and traumas reflect onto others like a vile curse. The mental hospital said nothing was wrong with Zelig. His mental state was normal. Why did he kill himself like that then? Did he hate me that much? Did he never want to see me again? Or did my trauma reflect to him in a different way. It's like he didn't want to see the truth anymore, just as I block out the detailed memories of my mother's love. 'Admit that you lied,' everyone kept yelling at him. But I know and Mother knows that he really did tell the truth. Did you really loath me that much, Zelig? Did you despise me so much that you had to erase yourself from existence? But what about your parents? They still loved you Zelig. They loved you so much that they decided to join you. Your mother, since you were her only child and since she could no longer give birth to another, killed herself just like you had. She wrote in her blood that it was penance for her betrayal to her only child.

Yuugi cried out muffling his mouth with his intertwined fingers. He did not want to believe that this was true. His eyes bulged in fear, he forced one of his hands to turn the page as his eyes began to water, his mouth quivered. He gulped loudly forcing the bile back down his throat. His stomach continued to remain queasy as he read on:

Your father suffered from a broken heart and died of loneliness. He was ill; he could not sleep, drink nor eat. And still my mother shows no remorse for my sorrow and pain of loosing my best friend and family. Do I even deserve to call you my friend? After all I have done was drive you into insanity and death because you wanted to help me. My father sees my distress, but my mother, . . . She acts as if she ignores my painful feelings. I realize now that she only cares for her own needs. My mother . . . is a selfish mother. She brings poison to me and others. I'm scared. But, I have no where to run. I am trapped in this viper pit with no may out, because she is my mother, . . .the only mother that I have ever know and have grown to slowly hate.

Yuugi forced the diary closed, his heart lurched for the fallen family. His fingers could feel the diary bulge slightly. He reopened it desperately trying to close it again, his eyes happen to come across a German newspaper clipping describing briefly of the dead mother's death. The picture showed the mother's dead corpse laying on the floor face down with 'this is penance for my betrayal to my only child, Zelig,' written in her blood with her blood soaked fingers. Yuugi couldn't take it anymore, he wrenched his eyes away looking outside to the tree bending slightly to the unforgiving winds. "Innocent people are dead because of one little white lie." Yuugi whispered softly into his open palm. Tears began to fall down his cheeks. [[Ryou, what have you and your mother done.]]

The only thing that he was able do was stare out and look at the bending tree fighting against nature. As the wind picked up, a black cat sat calmly on the outstretched limb as if it were a calm Sunday afternoon outing in the park. The scene was very ironic, everything around it was bending and twisting unnaturally, while the cat sat poised looking back at Yuugi. Yuugi blinked his eyes.

"What's the cat looking back at me for?" He looked at it again and sure enough, the teen continued to watch the cat looking back at him. His eyes softened as he watched the cat smile. And as the cat's smile grew wider and wider so did Yuugi's eyes. The cat's grin grew so wide that it was completely unnatural in size, nearly splitting the cat's head in half. Yuugi felt himself moving backwards in fear as he watched the cats teeth grow sharp and pointy, mocking him as it clinked together in a menacing taunt that he couldn't hear. The teen felt a sudden shake on his shoulder making him nearly jump out of his skin. "You alright?" He heard someone close ask. Purple eyes found themselves looking into warm chocolate.

"Oh, it's only you Ryou." Yuugi breathed in relief. "Don't scare me like that." Ryou tilted his head to the side arching his eyebrow in confusion. "You see that cat on the branch outside the window?"

"You mean the one sitting beside the ravens?" Yuugi nodded making Ryou in turn frown. "But Yuugi, there are no ravens outside, it's too windy." Yuugi looked again and did not see the cat nor the birds, just mother nature reeking havoc. [[Was it just my imagination?]]

"Yuugi, . . . Are you sure you're okay? You haven't been acting like yourself today." Yuugi nodded his head more for his own assurance than anything else. "By the way. The other day when you can to my house; my mother gave you a bag full of books remember?" Yuugi nodded again. "Did you happen to find a black, leather, hard cover book with a gray and gold spine in the stack?" Yuugi took his time answering shaking his head. "Alright if you do find it, just don't read it okay." He frowned when Yuugi looked away from him. "Alright. You've not been yourself at all today. Spill. What's wrong." He crossed his arms across his chest, halfway sitting on Yuugi's desk. "Come on you can tell me."

Air escaped Yuugi's lips, he slouched down into his creaking chair slightly peeved. "You mean that thing with Tea this morning?" Ryou nodded. "I'd rather not say." Ryou was completely surprised by Yuugi's sudden change of behavior.

"Since when have we ever kept secrets from each other Yuugi?" Ryou asked searching Yuugi's face. That one question made Yuugi snap.

"I don't know Ryou, you tell me." The white haired teen was completely taken aback by his best friend's harshness.

"And what's that suppose to mean?"

"You tell me, since you love to keep secrets all the time, Ryou." The white haired teen flinched backing away from Yuugi's desk; his eyes widened at the sound of his name hissed out like a distasteful word coming from Yuugi's lips. To say that he was beyond hurt was a horrible untruth. He was devastated.

"What's with you?" Ryou breathed, his voice scarcely a whisper. The teacher tapped her long pointing stick at the chalk board signaling for class to begin. As it turned out, Ryou ended up sitting on the opposite side of the room much to Yuugi's gratitude. He felt bad for his earlier treatment to Ryou, but he just couldn't figure out what came over him all of a sudden. He couldn't think, nor focus on the lecture at hand. He found himself opening the book again:

Entry 171

I would have never thought my mother's kisses of love could turn into poison. For a few years now, I've always wondered what happened to Zelig. I think about him still. But.....oh god...my chest hurts so badly just thinking about it. I want to throw up again! Its hurts everywhere. WHY??? Why did your parents take you to a mental institute? Was it because of me?? Was it because I lied? If I knew then what I know now, . . . I wish that I could turn back the hands of time and say that I'm sorry. But it's too late isn't it? Why did you do it? Why did you kill yourself in such a horrible way??? Using the only tool that you could find, a spoon Zelig! A SPOON!!!

Yuugi could see and feel the splatter marks of Ryou's tears on the open pages making some of the sentences slightly illegible. A nearby student passed him a note with Ryou's handwriting on it saying, 'Why won't you talk to me? What did I do to make you mad?' Yuugi picked up his pen and scribbled down, 'It's what you didn't do that's made me mad.' He then passed it back to the other student before he read:

I will forever member that day as if it were yesterday. The day that I forced you to take your life. It was on my birthday that you died. It was the first time that I had seen you in years. I was so happy to hear from you. Your parents and my family watched you from the TV at the mental institute. You looked so pale and sickly. Then you asked for me to tell the truth, if I valued our friendship; if I even cared for the bond that we used to have, you asked me to finally confess to my sins. But I couldn't, because I wanted my mother's happiness. So I lied like always.

What harm could only one small, little white lie do?

You cursed at me, blaming me for sending you to this hellish prison. Not your parents, not my parents, but me, and me alone. You called me a traitor, a coward and said that I truly lived up to the name 'Mother Fucker." You screamed that you wished for me to live in hell for the rest of my pathetic life. Then you smiled saying that you couldn't take living in the psychotic world any longer. That you didn't want to live in a world full of bigots and liars.

We all watched you laugh as you dug your eyes out one by one with the spoon. Then you thrust the spoon into your neck ripping out your vocal chords. I watched my best friend die in front of my eyes and the only thing that I could do was smile. Those tears of blood mimic the tears that flow from my eyes as I write this. But no matter how much I wish for things to be different, the end result will always be the same. WHY ZELIG??!?!!? Was it me?? Was it because I lied?? Is it really wrong how my mother loves me?? Tell me please!!! Why did you take your life??? Is it too late for me to say sorry? Should I even be able to ask for your forgiveness? I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.

Why doesn't my mother show any remorse? Why mother? Why do you not greave? Why isn't she even sad for Zelig's death? Mother why?? Why don't you feel anything? Don't you feel any shame? Or did you wanted this to happen?

It's as if, you aren't the same as dad and I . . .you aren't human are you? Or is it that I'm not human either.

Yuugi forced the diary closed sliding it into his book bag. [[Did you have to let Zelig die just to keep your mother happy Ryou?]] He stared out the window to the world outside of his classroom looking for someway to regain his lost sanity. Claustrophobia quickly settled into his psyche as it became congested; vividly visualizing Zelig lodging the spoon into both of his eyes and throat with Ryou smiling in the background. Out of desperation, the tri-haired teen tried to repress the bile crawling its way up his throat.

With his eyes wandering back to the tree, he saw the black cat from earlier staring back at him with a raven perched beside it. Yuugi's purple eyes widened, his irises shrinking into small dots as the cat's paw revealed long hideous claws that latched onto the bird. Then the cat opened his large gargantuan mouth devouring the head and shoulders of the helpless animal rather wolfishly. Blood and guts whipped about every which way. The teen could see the blood pouring from the cat's mouth as he quickly devoured the once feathered creature grinning from ear to ear, showing his sharp pointy teeth now stained with blood, guts, and matted feathers.

Yuugi's eyes rolled towards the back of his head. He felt light headed, pulling the waste basket towards himself. Students cried out as Yuugi heaved into it.

"Oh lord, poor thing must have the flu that's been going around." The teacher said in sympathy handing him a wet towel to wipe his face with once his stomach settled. "Oh, may God have mercy on this poor boy's soul, and deliver him to the path of righteousness. May he-"

"Um, . . . Can I please go to the nurses office before I die Sister Ann?"

"Oh, . . .right!" She stopped waving her cross around and hurried back to her desk. "Take this pass and see the nurse immediately. Can someone please escort Yuugi?" Ryou immediately jumped at the chance. Yuugi groaned loudly, muttering "why bother," under his breath taking the pass from the teacher's hand.

The white haired teen ran after Yuugi to catch up with him. Something wasn't right. It was as if Yuugi couldn't stomach looking at him anymore. "Yuugi, why are you so mad?! Why won't you tell me? What did I not do to piss you off so much?"

Yuugi whirled around; angry purple met worried chocolate. "How could you do it Ryou?" He hissed glaring at his friend.

"What are you talking abo-"

"If someone that you loved suddenly hated me so much that they wanted to kill me, would you let them?"

Ryou's eyes widened. "NO!! I would never le. . ." His face completely paled 'til it was literally chalk white. "You, you, you read my diary, didn't you?"

"No, Ryou. I never read your precious little diary." He spat back. "But even that would be another little white lie wouldn't it." Yuugi watched Ryou's irises shrink, tears rolling down his cheeks. "So all this time, . . .our friendship, our trust; everything that we based our bond on, was nothing more than a lie." Ryou couldn't speak, nothing would come out of his mouth. "Come on Ryou, at least say that our friendship was something. Give me one truth." The white haired teen still couldn't speak. "I'll even take one of your infamous lies."

"You said that you never read it." Ryou whimpered in between sobs.

"I thought you would be used to lies Ryou. You've told so many that it's finally catching up to you. How long? How long were you going to lie to me? How many more white lies were you going to tell before someone else got hurt." Ryou pleaded with his eyes for forgiveness.

"When were you going to tell me that your mother wanted me dead?" Yuugi demanded in tears pulling Ryou's diary out from his book bag showing his white haired classmate the diary entries.

Entry 240

God I beg you to take me away now! Please, no more of this prison! I can't take it anymore!
I had forgotten that day I had accidentally forgotten to close the door when Yuugi and I first kissed. My mother had seen Yuugi and I with our lips softly touching. After the kiss it made me realize even more that my mother's love was wrong. That there was someone out there who could make me feel safe and warm and show me true love. That night with those thoughts dancing in my head while my mother was having her way with me, I tried to push her away for the first time, telling her to leave me alone that I don't want this anymore. This angered her. So much so, that she gave me this wicked grin that scared me. The way she looked at me was insane. My eyes stung as tears escaped from behind my lashes. My heart sunk to my stomach as my mother whispered that if I didn't continue, that she will make sure Yuugi will share the same fate as Zelig. God no!! Anything but that!! Not Yuugi! God Not Yuugi!!!! Why mother??? Why must you be so heartless? So cold?? Leave Yuugi alone! I don't want him to end up like Zelig. I don't want Yuugi to hate me! Please, let me out of this nightmare!! This prison!! I want to run away with Yuugi somewhere to escape this life!

Please, I beg you, I beseech you; give me salvation!

Entry 300

My mother gave me an ultimatum this morning. Either I break up my friendship with Yuugi now or he would suffer the same fate as Zelig. I don't know what to do anymore. Yuugi is everything to me. She even said that she would go so far as to tell Yuugi the truth about our secret. I cried, because she's my mother, the only one that I have known, good or bad, blood is thicker than water right? But, if he were to find out about my sinful past; if Yuugi were to come in between the relationship that I have with her, I wouldn't know what to do. I just want everyone to be happy. So if it meant killing my best friend again to make her happy, . .so be it.

Ryou's eyes widened. "I never wrote that Yuugi I swear!" He fell on his knees crying hysterically. "You have to believe me!"

Yuugi stood there in tears watching his friend cry. He couldn't tell fact from fiction anymore, his mind was too twisted. "When will you ever tell me the truth Ryou," Ryou looked up Yuugi silently pleading for mercy. ". . .when I'm six feet under?" Ryou simply kneeled there unmoving as if Yuugi had shot a invisible bullet into his heart.

The purple eyed teen couldn't take it anymore, Ryou's silence was all the answer he needed. [[If it came down to it, Ryou would want me dead just like Zelig just to please his precious mother. My best friend, . . . is a selfish friend.]] He tossed Ryou's diary along with the hall pass back to the white-haired teen, then went to the nurse's office leaving Ryou Bakura alone, in the hallway, unaware of the twisted smile spreading across Ryou's lowered face, . . .

Just like on the day Zelig died.

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Thankfully, the nurse didn't diagnose Yuugi with any illnesses, just that he lacked sleep and had an upset stomach. She decided that it was best to let Yuugi go home early for the rest of the day. He walked out onto the crosswalk, the winds pushing him along towards the visitor's parking lot where his grandfather waited. As he neared the iron gates, he stopped seeing the cat again from earlier perched on top lazily looking down at him. Yuugi gulped saying in a voice that even to his own ears sounded weak, "I'm not crazy." He knew that the cat was real and not a figment of his imagination. The cat looked back at him saying,:

"Ah, but tis not you who is crazy, tis you who is mad."

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We can probably guess that a lot of you may be thinking that Yuugi would never do something like that to Ryou right? Well, we gave it a lot of though and I, Lancer Monna, wrote several different versions of the last scene with Yuugi and Ryou, but with everything that Yuugi went through: the bitter break up and finding out that his friend's mother wants him dead, I eventually was satisfied with the final product. So, I hope that everyone can understand.

Concerto for Viola d'Amore by Vivaldi Antonio - Mozartz_Ballad: This is very hard to play but a beautiful piece to listen to. We highly recommend that you find a mp3 file for this. Lancer Monna: I personally play the cello so I really wouldn't know where to begin about playing this piece in real life, -_-;; but I have a vague idea with the Vivaldi pieces that I've played.

German Translations for the first Diary entry:

[1] Where has mommy gone? Why has she changed? Mommy is not mommy anymore. She went away and is now a new mommy. I really, really loved my first mommy.

We would again like to take this time to thank both , ACIDFLOWER/ACIDBURN and Kanika for their help in translating Ryou's diary entry into German for us. We tried so hard to use the German translator for the other german phrases that we used, but failed miserably. ;.; We want to thank Kanika again for the rest of the German translations found in the series. Anyway, thanks a million times. We both appreciate you guys doing this for us. ^-^.

Anyway, the chapter is done, but we have more in store for you.

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Lancer Monna: And CUT!! Thats a wrap! Great job everybody. *Turns around in her director's chair to the viewer.* That's about it for the first chapter. *Waves goodbye to Yuugi but the teen insisted that he got a hug before he went home. Lancer gave him a warm huge then she did the same for Ryou.* Thanks a lot guys; drive home safely. Where was I, . . .oh yes. I would like to take this time to introduce my partner in crime. Mozartz_Ballad. She's very new to the fanfic writing department and I couldn't help not wanting to help create and write this fic when she told me her ideas. The story was too irresistible to pass up.

Mozartz_Ballad: HAHAHAHAH THATS RIGHT ITS ALL ME!!!! ME!!!! @_@ ITS MINE!!!!! MINE I TELL YOU!!!! MY IDEA!!! *Everyone in the stage area looked at Mozart as if she where insane.*

Lancer Monna: o.O;; Uh, . . . if you have any ideas on where this fanfic may lead or who the cat could possibly be let us know. We're interested on who you think it is. If you can catch on to what we're doing than that's cool too, let us know anyway. Try to see if you can guess where the story will go next. If not, then hold on to your seats because the fun is only beginning in this dark and twisted tale of murder and intrigue. O.O;; Uh, hey Mozartz_Ballad, am I giving away too much info here?

Mozartz_Ballad: *strapped a straight jacket with chains around Lancer's body and shackled her feet to stick out in the open. She then took off Lancer's shoes and socks, gagged her mouth and smeared syrup on her feet. She whistles loudly and just like she predicted a rabid horse came to eat the syrup* Yep! I think you have. ^^

Lancer Monna: *wiggled around on the floor like a worm being chased by the horse. She finally found a way to un-gag her mouth.* GET IT OFF ME!!! GET IT OFF ME!!!

Mozartz_Ballad: -_-;; Nah, anyway on a serious note, *Completely ignored her friend's plea for help as she sat in her director's chair.* Yes it's my first time writing a fanfic. *Takes a sip of her coffee* Finally, with me being in Japan at this time, *she waved good bye to Mai and Otogi* I don't have a lot of work like I did at my college. And with so many ideas I have in mind. Thanks to my friend Lancer Monna, *She smiled at the sound of Lancer's distress and laughed when she said "And NOW she calls me a friend. The fucker!! Just wait till I kick your ass, BITCH!!!!* Awww! I love you too. Now where was I, . . .oh yeah, we are able to bring life to the fanfic with a lot of dark imagination. I will later try to work on my own fanfics when I get more ideas.

Lancer Monna: *Came back with her clothes shredded, panting heavily after barely escaping the horse* WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!!!! YOU TRYING TO KILL ME OR SOMETHING!!!

Mozartz_Ballad: *She looked at Lancer in shock* Kill?! Oh no, no, no. Tis only but a medival torture device. *she smirked wickedly.*

Lancer Monna: *she glared at Mozart.* A simple 'no' would have sufficed thank you very much!

Mazartz_Ballad: *She patted sympathetically on Lancer's back.* ^^ But it was a lot more fun.

Lancer Monna: Fun?! *Her eye twitched as the only sign of warning. She took Mozart by the neck and tossed her into a room full of man eating rats.* No my dear, this, THIS is fun. *She laughed loudly at the sound of Mozart screaming in both fright and pain stomping on as many rats as she could.* Kick those legs Mozart. *She laughed mischievously at the woman's screams of pain.* And now, dear viewer, I am delighted to bring you the final act for your viewing pleasure. We give you, 'Eat at Joe's . . . in B flat!' *She heard muttering from the cast and crew.* What? *Looks down at script.* No, I'm sorry I was mistaken. That's for next time right? *The production assistant nodded.* So we now give you. *looks at the script again.* Rudolf.*Looks over at the producer.* But Christmas has been over for a while now. *They both shrug their shoulders.* Oh well. Wait. Am I forgetting something? *pauses for a bit with the screams of Mozart and high pitched squeaking rats ringing throughout the stage area.* Oh well. Lights, Camera and Action!

The Die prachtvolle Ära von groteskem Team proudly presents

Yakamashii

Episode 1

"Rudolf"

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This episode features: Insector Haga a.k.a. Weevil Underwood as himself

It was such a lovely day in the small, peaceful town up in the mountains of Germany. Children were playing, and the birds were singing merrily. "Run away, run away!!!" The villagers all looked up from what they were doing as the town's messenger came barreling down the mountain in a snowmobile. "Rudolph's escaped! Run for your lives." Panicked cries filled the frigid air as everyone quickly ran to cover; fighting their way down the snowy mountain - all except for one teenager.

"HA! What are you people worrying about you bunch of pansies. It's just a reindeer. I'm not running for shit." Insector Haga sat down Indian style on in the snow crossing his arms over his chest. "He still owes me presents from Santa. I'm going no fucking where!!" He opened his canteen drinking the warm liquid inside. "I wonder if its going to bring me a stronger card for my insect deck." His eyes then bulged widely. "Or better yet, I really hope that it's Tea raped up in a nice green bow." He chuckled to himself imagining naughty images in his head. He then felt heavy breaking on his neck. He gulped seeing a large shadow on the snow in front of him. Turning his head slightly, he found himself face to face with a giant wolf two times his height looking back at him, snarling its teeth with drool falling heavily from him mouth. Haga gulped backing himself against a wooden fence.

"AAHHHHHHHHHHHH"

The villagers, settled comfortably inside their warm houses, heard the green haired teen cry out as he looked for safety but paid him no mind.

"DAMN IT!! WHY DIDN'T SOMEONE SAY "RUN AWAY!! GIANT MAN EATTING WOLF ON THE LOOSE!!!" He ran for his life hiding behind a thick patch of bushes. He took out his English-German dictionary flipping quickly to the 'w' section. "Wolf, wolf, there it is." He saw beside the German translation that Rudolph is an old German name for wolf still used to this day. "Oh that's just damn fucking peachy." He growled out under his breath. Unfortunately the wolf found him anyway and ate him. His cries of pain where left unnoticed by the villagers nestled safely in their beds.

<Moral of today's story: Run like an ass, when you see a group of terrified people running for their lives; especially when you are a foreigner. Chances are, you get more presents that way.

Rudolf was found the next day suffering from food poisoning.

Moral #2: Even on extreme circumstances, eating bugs can still be harmful. -_-;; Poor Rudolf, . . . Poor, poor Rudolf.

This episode of Yakamashi was sponsored by:

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Lancer Monna: Night everyone! See you next time. *She waves goodbye to the production crew as she headed for her Jeep Wrangler. Once inside she started the engine.* We really need new sponsors. I'll just have to deal with that tomorrow. But, am I forgetting someone? *looked around the parking lot seeing that there are no cars at all.* Oh well, time for bed.* She cranked up her cd player and drove off like a mad woman to the freeway. As she's drove off Mozartz_Ballad saw the tail lights of Lancer Monna's jeep. She had gotten a ride with Lancer to work this morning and now she is stuck at the studio out in the boonies.

Mozartz_Ballad: >_<* I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!

Moral #3: Never bite the hand that feeds you.

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