A/N Hi it's me again. sorry that I haven't done... well... anything for a month or two. My mom forgot to pay the phone bill and now they want like $400 to turn it back on. p -.- So I have no internet. All of the files I would have added to my stories today are at home. And home is, as of 6:30 this evening (July 1st), currently a 12 hour car ride away. I came to spend a month with my moms childhood best friend Connie in the middle of Arkansaw. I live in North Western Indiana. I don't think I've every seen this many hill this big in all my life. I went through three doses of Dramamine in one day. Thankfully though, she has internet. And I turned 17 yesterday (June 30th)

I do not own My old Friend by TIM MCGRAW or Yu-Gi-Oh.

Friends Forever

By: InuTsukia1427

They called me to one of the western temples early that morning, telling me it was urgent. I followed. Everyone I passed bowed low in my presence. Usually I dispise all the flattery, but today my mind was occupied on what the gaurds were so determined that I should see. I rounded the corner into the shine to see a site that made my heart skip at beat and my breathing to all but stop.

My old friend, I recall
The times we had hanging on my wall
I wouldn't trade them for gold
Cause they laugh and they cry me
Somehow sanctify me
They're woven in the stories I have told
And tell again

I looked up at the stone slab standing before me. Inscibed upon it was the dark magician, as well as a cluster of hieroglyphs. Some were along the bottom on a cartouge spelling out his name. But what stood out to me was inscribed in the bottom left corner, "Pharaoh, my soul is your eternal servant." They were the last words he spoke.

My old friend, I apologize
For the years that have passed
Since the last time you and I
Dusted off those memories
But the running and the races
The people and the places
There's always somewhere else I had to be
Time gets thin, my old friend

I had been so busy. There was so much I had to do as the Pharaoh, I had almost lost the bond I held with my long time friend to the work that had been thrown upon me. But through everything, he'd always been there for me.

Don't know why, don't know why
Don't know why, don't know why

Why? Why did this have to happen? What will I do with out his moral support and constant conpanionship? How will I manage without his advise, or his habbit of doing anything he could, often going so far as to make jokes at his own expence, to get me to smile when I was down for the count?

My old friend, this song's for you
Cause a few simple verses
Was the least that I could do
To tell the world that you were here
Cause the love and the laughter
Will live on long after
All of the sadness and the tears
We'll meet again, my old friend

Again I look to his promise to be there for me. And I believe him. We'll be together again. Nothing can seperate a bond that has been able to grow as deep as ours.

Goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye

My old friend, my old friend
Goodbye, goodbye

Now there is only one more order of this business... Bakura. I narrow my eyes. I will destroy him. For everything he's done, for Mahado. He will no longer threaten myself, my preists, my friends, nor Egypt any longer. He will not get away with this.

A/N ok so how was it? no flames please... well ok if you don't like it and want to flame it, do so. I don't care as long as I get a few reviews for it. Please! I want reviews.