Summary- He just wanted a few minutes alone. The Light of his Heart interrupted his comforting musings of darkness. The Shadow Mage, infuriated, attacks. YamixYuugixDarkMagician. Plz R&R! I know there are words you've never seen before. I made them up, but you can figure out what they mean. :smile:
Disclaimer - I don't own Yugioh. Not Yami, Yuugi, Mahado or anyone from Yugioh. :pout: Wish I did. I'd be rich! Anyway, I'm not making any money from this, so please don't sue! Thx!
Sacrifice for the Light
Dripped down his soul flowed. Waltzing evanescence of light interrupted orbs of clarity amethyst. Emotion pouring of startlement, for loneliness sought, and treasured, interrupted -- and solitude vanished like hammocked sunshine. Thistledown vibrations clarioned against his gentle shells of hearing.
"Darkness's Lord, soulcenter, heartblood, twinwyrd? Is your state of being all of contentment to settle here?"
"Light-ever-dancing, wingedsoul, angellithe, copyheart. Founding of my presence, delighted orbs of your possessing may espy."
Drifting, mote-like, digits of sensing, strands of fine silken confinement feather-brushed -- a butterfly-dusted touch, in shyness dared, then gone, for boldness of comfort possessed not in deepest recesses of Yuugi-self.
Threads fated of past colored in ebony hues, twining inchoatedly amongst present-tinted ruby spikes of satin sheen, crowned in golden gleams of future-calling. Touching time's glory a blessing undeserved, punishment of cessation, stillness, death -- earned.
Rumbling, tumbling, cloud-captured thunder of merriment galloped, trapped in delicate cups of sound-trapping sending knowledge of heart deep into whorls of mind. Understanding rushed as bisque-flavored vibrations of higher emanations. Pentacled lace bloomed. A curving cup of moonlight grew, showing wonderment of sympathy.
"A state of joyous greatness treasured holding of your possessing, my lord?"
"Even so."
Lotus-flare, gather-storm! Epicenter of disturbance every speck of radiance drew, mothian to flames of colden burn. Death-bloomed, once more, flesh-made or shadow-born bearing a love-core of stalwart aspect, loyal-carrying to death and beyond.
Nepenthe-azured cabochons of sight -- their cover of flesh flicked and lifted, veils of gaze sundered in tornado paths of fury.
"Not so! This one, no! Giving of all caused my life short-cut. Adoration deserving not reward more than this? En garde!"
Peridot-chased rod of power aimed, summoning shadows of light to beam menace darkly. Heart fiercely crying out in pain of rage, betrayal, loss...
The point of no return crossed...
Ravening energy of darkness, light-wrapped, bearing pain of ocean-deep love of clearest cerulean, night-sprinkled stars ebbing against the obelisque of a heart darkly -- broken, sundered, rent, torn...
Swifting of movement, interrupted destruction.
Aim of anger assumed.
Crimson tides of heart, love, life outflow...
Gleaming amethystine orbs of sparkle fading...
...fading...
Gone.
Broken doll of beauty heart-held, tear-drowned.
Cry of angel, heaven-screamed, wrath-borne, unanswered...
"Mahado! Why?"
The End?
Authoress's Note -- Can't Mahado be a Yami? If so, he is mine. :GLOMP: I know he kills Yami at the end of this drabble-ficcie, but he didn't mean to. He was aiming for Yuugi. Okay, I'll write another chappie (or ficcie, because I'm not sure if I can really continue this one) if I get, oh, maybe, ten reviews? Good ones, no flames, plz :Dark Magician crosses arms and glares at all flamers: