The last hunt

I always knew my life would change, I just never knew how close that change was. Maybe if I could see what would happen, maybe things would be different than they are now. My story begins in the woods, south of Kanuri soya, in the park where the wolves lived. People stayed out of the woods for fear of the wolves. I used to live with a pack of wolves, and one of them is still with me all the way. My friends have done everything they can to help me, but I think that, without trust, what is there to keep you company when things are tough. Who would want to have no one to trust? Well, I guess this is what happens when you've lived with wolves for five years, I guess. My name is Rosaki, I'm 16 years old, and this, is my story.

As I slept on the couch, I felt someone lifting me off, and into their arms; I could tell they were trying to be as gentle as possible, although the movements still woke me up. Without lifting my head, I took a glance to see who was carrying me. Yami was looking ahead of him and if he noticed me looking, he didn't let on. Suddenly, his body felt so comfortable that I couldn't help but fall back asleep.

Having him so close, I felt at peace. I let his scent overwhelm me. He hugged me tighter, and I buried my face into his chest, tears streaming as if a close member had died. Marics' dead body lay on the floor, with the millennium rods' bloody end lying on the floor next to him.

I looked up at him, and our eyes met, ruby-red into deep blue eyes, he came closer and I felt his lips on mine. I suddenly felt all the love that will ever come out, in one kiss.

After the cake, it was time for the gifts. All of the gifts were great, but the one I loved the most was Yami's. It was the cutest toy puppy I had ever seen.

I suddenly realized the duel was over. I had won, my pain was over. I just wish nobody ever had to be killed. I guess it was the only way to stop Maric. Oh well, I guess it's time to put the past behind me.

Maric had me held down; his hands were holding mine down. Although I was very strong, Maric, somehow, was much stronger than me. Humph. Maybe it was because he had me figured for a sissy, but he also knew how strong I really was. I felt his tongue running down my neck. I was freaking out. No matter how much I thrashed, squirmed, kicked, or screamed, he managed to keep a hold on me. Suddenly, he was thrown off me by someone who had just arrived.