This is a new story I'm working on. I just want to know what you guys think. Warning though, do not expect any romance or hurt/comfort in this, there will be none. This is a dark fic with a very submissive Yugi in it. Well, that's all I can think of warnings wise, so I do not own Yugioh, enjoy!

Completely Shattered

Chapter 1

"He's real!" Yugi screamed. Yugi was a beautiful young boy of sixteen. You'd never know this though from his appearance. His tricolored hair was matted and unkempt. His once milky smooth skin was a dirty brown, from all the times that he had refused to take a bath in his company. His eyes once so vibrant with happiness were dull and tormented. There were bags under his eyes from lack of sleep, and tears stained his face from all the frightened nights awake in the darkness.

"He's real! He's standing right there!" Yugi screamed again. They were taking him away today, away to the asylum. It was his last chance to prove he wasn't crazy. And he, he wasn't helping. Grinning at Yugi in what was supposed to be a friendly way, but he knew better, there was nothing friendly about him. The other had tortured him in his sleep, followed him into the bathroom, stayed with him in every waking hour and whispered. Oh, how he liked to whisper, never giving Yugi a moments peace, never a single good dream.

"Yugi, Yugi, once you feel better, you can come back. You realize that don't you?" Grandpa asked as they put him into a strait jacket. Solomon knew his Grandson wasn't crazy, but really what else was he supposed to think? The boy had been trying to tell him that a demon was following him everywhere he went never giving him a moments rest. He couldn't see it, no one but Yugi could. So this really was for the best. Yugi needed help, and these people could give it to him. Solomon was at his wits end with how to help Yugi, but these people, these people could help.

"But he's real!" Yugi screamed not looking at his Grandpa but looking at the demon instead. To everyone else it looked like Yugi was staring at the lamppost on the corner of the street. Was it his fault the stupid beast was leaning against it? Still grinning in that friendly way.

"Once you feel better. You can come back, I promise." Grandpa tried to assure him smiling uncertainly. He was sure he would never see his Grandson again, but he could hope right? He could hope?

"Stop it, just stop Grandpa. We both know I'm never coming back except in a casket. That's the only way you're ever going to see me again, that's when I'll feel better." Yugi shouted at him as they lifted him into the back of the truck.

"I'll feel better too, because that'll mean you'll finally be in Hell with me. Die quickly Yugi, then we can be together faster." He whispered in Yugi's ear.

Yugi's tears just started a new. He would never escape his personal hell, his private demon. Why, why did he have to choose him? What made him so special? What did he do to deserve such a fate as to be haunted by the worst demon of them all, the Prince of Darkness himself?

"I've already told you why Yugi. Your soul is bright, so brilliant, and I want it for my own." He whispered intruding in on his thoughts again. He was always doing that, listening to his thoughts.

Yugi tried knocking him away with his shoulder. He barely moved, and looked down at Yugi with eyes half lidded in amusement. He then wrapped his arms around his shoulders, drawing him close. He rested his cheek against his matted hair, and Yugi hated it. He hated it when this creature, this freak touched him. The touches were always loving and gentle, but to Yugi they felt anything but. They felt like a perverted man touching a young child in places that were inappropriate. He growled deeply in warning at Yugi's thoughts. If he didn't want to hear them, then he should just get out of his head.

He pushed him away just as the truck was making a sharp turn around a corner, making it seem like Yugi flew into the wall of the truck from the swing and not from a push. That was another thing that Yugi hated. He always made his movements in time with how other objects were moving around Yugi, it only helped the doctors think he was crazy faster. Yugi hit the wall without even making a sound, and turned his head to glare at the demon. The demon was glaring right back with anger. Always anger, never hate. No matter what Yugi did, he could never get the stupid creature to hate him. The demon smirked at his thoughts, and Yugi's glare dropped into a look of fear.

That smirk never meant anything good for him. That smirk meant that the demon wanted to either touch him, or kiss him, or he wanted something else that Yugi had been able to fight off so far. But now with his arms restrained, he would have to double his efforts to keep him off. Faster than Yugi could comprehend, he was trapped in the corner of the truck. He only hoped that one of the drivers would look into the back and see something, anything, to prove he wasn't crazy after all, that he as telling the truth.

"You don't honestly believe that I would take advantage of you?" he whispered.

"Yes." Yugi hissed out.

"Well, that might be true for lesser humans, but you Yugi you're special. I would never do that with you." He whispered grazing his knuckles over Yugi's grime covered cheek.

Yugi turned his head away, tears starting to make tracks down his face again. Lifting one of his legs up onto the bench, he lashed out with it, sending the demon flying away from him. His claws making a horrible noise, like nails on a chalk board, as he dragged them across the inside of the metal carriage. The demon stared at the long three nail marks that were scratched from one end of the truck to the other. Oh, did he mention that he only had three fingers and one thumb on each hand? He didn't? Oh well, now you know.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, now look at what you've done Yugi." He whispered across the truck.

"I'm restrained, I've done nothing." Yugi said smiling in victory.

"Well, we'll just see about-" he started to whisper before the doors were flung open with a merry voice.

"We're here little crazy boy." One of the drivers said before taking in the wall of the truck, and its long three fingered drag across the wall. He took in how they seemed to start form Yugi's end and end over on his own. Yugi was still in the strait jacket, so he couldn't be blamed for this one. The driver hesitantly reached out with hand and waved it in the thin air where the demon had been perched previously. He wasn't there anymore, he knew better than to stay in one spot. Yugi glanced over to the corner to his left to see the demon glaring at him with almost hate. The look made Yugi feel empowered.

"Hey, Honda grab that camera of yours." The driver yelled to the other.

"What Jou, what do you need my camera for?" Honda asked coming around to the back of the truck with it.

"This." Jou said snatching the camera from him and taking several shots of the wall.

"Maybe he was telling the truth." Honda whispered just loud enough for Yugi to hear.

"I don't know, but either way humans have four fingers. This is only three; it could be gone tomorrow, so it's best to take a picture of it now." Jou responded handing the camera back to him. He growled low in his throat, and they heard it.

"What was that?" Honda asked grabbing Jou's arm.

"A demon and he's angry because he couldn't blame this on me." Yugi responded laughing in joy but to them it probably sounded like madness.

"Right let's j-just get him in the building." Jou said motioning that they should pick him up now.

"Y-yeah." Honda agreed taking a side and lifting him up with Jou and carried him in rather quickly to the building.

They set him down in a chair, undid his strait jacket, pressed the buzzer and ran. Now that his arms were free he could push away the demon that had sat down on his lap. Shoving him to the ground, he stood up and paced. Back and forth across the small area of space, the demons' eyes watching him from the floor, they both knew he wasn't sitting down again. A slight buzz brought his attention to the glass door. A woman stepped through, and smiled warmly at him.

"Hello, you must be Yugi Mutou." She said kindly.

"Yes, and this is my own personal demon, I named him It." Yugi said pointing to the ground knowing that the woman would be unable to see him. Why give up being insane now? He was already here, so what was the point?

"I see, and would you and It like to come inside?" she asked still smiling.

"We'd love to." Yugi said walking through the door and into his new home.

"Our new home." He whispered, whispered, whispered.

Please review! Midnight ;p