Yugi's Secrets

[entry 2 | Crimson Jaded]


by Ravenous

¬ ¬ I think its about time I live up with my alias *collects all plot bunnies in one nut basket* I just hope ffnet does
not fry my arse for this, Entry two makes up for what direly lacks at entry one. LEMON, and I cut down the
sensitivity stuff. Sound so sudden eh O.o entry 2 is a dark disturbing version. I had to cut it into multi-parts coz I
figured the plot is just too much for a one shot :|

Please as of note, that 'yugi's secrets' ficcies are not DIRECTLY a continuation of the previous entry O.o Related
maybe...But not entirely connected...



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1 January | 4 am

GUILT

Fireworks lit up the night sky. It's finally New Years Eve!

It was a very carnival atmosphere, I was with the whole gang, watching the dazzling display of lights and sounds, we
are all having fun--forgetting for the moment about the duel, the tournament and other stuff. It's time to unwind and
let go of any inhibitions. I had much fun with Jounouchi, Anzu and Honda, the duo joked twice that I might get
stepped upon literally by the mob with my size if I attempt to try any of the daring rides. Anzu told them to knock it
off and treated all of us to a small sushi stand situated within the festive area.

Times like these are rare to come by. I know my Other self will object and materialize itself---with this probably
being a tedious moment for him. To avoid some unnecessary attention that Yami will come out, I removed the
cumbersome object clinging on my neck. For once I just want to savor the moment as any teenage boy should.

With the events that unraveled, things will never be the same. I regretted the action I took earlier.

It's hard to explain this clearly for I feared for my life, and for my safety. The only way I could get this terrible guilt
out is writing all what I've seen, even how horrid or disturbing it might seem. With just the thought of it, I already
wished I wasn't there and I could have just died right here right now for not being able to do anything.

I really wanted to die, but there was so much reason to live. I have to relay this story. If this is only the way to keep
me sane, to figure something out, to spill out the guilt...

Spill out the guilt I wasn't able to do anything to save my best friend

We still have our issues, but during the festivities we prefer to forget it. For the sake of everyone, we tried to patch
things up and act normal, as if nothing have happened. It was all going well...until Jounouchi told me he is just going
to 'take a leak' in one of those difficult_to_find public CR stalls, but after an hour he never really came back. In vain, I
searched for him everywhere until I reached a certain neglected area, a dark alley.

What I saw there last night, is something I cannot easily forget--it scarred my soul, questioned my conscience and
most of all I cannot contain Yami's voice in my head. I mentally cried for him to stop, so I can proceed to finish this
entry---but he kept repeating the words...

"Jounouchi was in trouble, but all you did was watch. And worst of all, you secretly enjoyed it."

I hate to admit he is right, He is always right. He lived within me, so he knows. I committed the gravest sin of all, a
kind of sin I can't imagine doing, and worst of all because I KNOW he is my former lover and my best friend.

My hands are already shaking badly, and just confessing all this makes me exhausted---I think I'll take a quick hot
shower now. Hoping it would cleanse me of those thoughts that's night---only if I could

++++++TO BE CONTINUED++++++


Muraki muse: That's it?!
Me: Shut up, there's more -.- We are entering a delicate sub entry of the story
Muraki muse: Where? Where?
Me: chotto matte kudasai, ne -.-?

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