Mahado: O-o Oh, my Ra! Dindy, what is the problem NOW?!
Dindella: There is like no Delusionshipping (ArkanaxCatherine/PandoraxCadeline) FanFictions anywhere!
Mahado: And this is important, because. . ?
Dindella: Glares at Mahado
Mahado: What!
Dindella: It's sad!
Mahado: What's sad, Ra darn-it!
Dindella: They have no tribute to them! (
Mahado: I don't like Arkana very much after what he did to Tom and I.
Dindella: Made you fight eachother?
Mahado: Yes, when he did that.
Dindella: Come on, Maha. Put yourself in his shoes. People no-a-days don't believe in human beings being sealed away in stone tables, paper, or even cardboard.
Mahado: -Sighs- I guess you're right.
Dindella: -Eyes twinkle- Sooo?
Mahado: So what?
Dindella: You going to say it?
Mahado: Say what?
Dindella: . . . .
Mahado: Ohhhh. . . that! '
Dindella: Yes, de disclammer. :P Mahado: Disclammer?
Dindella: Yup, de disclammer.
Mahado: You've been hanging around Joey and too many Freaky Fish Peoples.
Dindella: I know.
Mahado: WE DO NOT OWN YU-GI-OH! I MYSELF AM JUST A CHARACTER WHO WEARS A TIGHT PURPLE OUTFIT, LEG CAPES, AND RIDICULOUSLY LARGE SHOULDER PADS!
Dindella: IF WE OWNED YU-GI-OH--OR SPECIFICALLY, IF I OWNED IT--ARKANA WOULD HAVE BEEN REUNITED WITH CATHERINE, PEGASUS WOULD HAVE GOTTEN CECLICIA BACK ANYWAYS AND KEEP LIVING--NOT THAT HE DIES, MARIK'S FATHER WOULD STILL BE ABLE TO BE REVIVED AND HE'D MAKE UP FOR HIS MISTAKES, AKUNADIN WOULD BE SEEN AS THE BETTER MAN HE IS, AND I WOULDN'T BE WRITING ALL THIS FANFICTION! I'D BE BUSY MAKING COMIC BOOKS AND WOULD NEVER UTTER THE WORD "5-D!"
Mahado: Man, girl. That's deep.
Dindella: Yup. . . ON TO THE STORY NOW! GO! SHOO! READ BELOW! STOP READING WHAT I'M SAYING!
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Chapter One: Depression Hurts
Arkana layed back on the bed he had, it was ripped and torn, mostly from frustration, anger, alchol, and neglect to clean it up or buy a new one. He never wanted to hear the name "Marik" again, because of what he'd made him do. All Arkana wanted was Catherine back, but it was only after Yugi had saved him that he realized his opponent was right.
The room was dark, so you could barely seen anything. The room smelled of alcholol, dusk, puke, and even cigerettes. It was disgusting. Perhaps, that's one of the reasons it was so dark; Arkana probably didn't want to see how much of a wreck he'd become.
Arkana was slightly drunk still from the night before, but he had enough focus to pull out his deck for the first time in weeks. He looked at the red Dark Magician in his deck thoughtfully, thinking back to what Yugi had said about the monsters being real. Arkana could've swore he saw the Dark Magician he had become afraid when he played ectoplasmer, but he wasn't quite sure.
Arkana realized it wasn't just his room that smelled bad as he set his deck down on a side table covered with mostly bottles that had contained some sort of alchols, from wines to beers to anything else you can think of. There was also a four empty packs of cigerettes shoved in between what little space there was inside the bottles' territory. Arkana made sure his Dark Magician that had been sent to the graveyard was peeking upwards, and the former magician continued to wonder why Yugi hadn't taken any of his cards. Why Yugi was so holy and kind? He also began to wonder what he was, especially because Catherine wasn't there.
Arkana set his head in his hands and began to cry again. In his mind he had decided that he was less than half the man he use to be, maybe half of that half or a little less. He relized he wasn't that kind, caring, sweet, romantic guy anymore with fam, fortune, or even, most importantly. . . he no longer had Catherine. She was once his whole, losing her mad him half and ovetime he just became less and less.
Arkana's depression, anger, fear, and confusion made it hard to leave his room. If it wasn't for Yugi, he knew he'd be in the Shadow Realm. "I deserved it," He whimper quietly. "Why didn't get just let me go there? Why did he release me. . .?" The man had hoped someone would reply even though he knew he was the only one there. He sighed. He was so very lonely.
Arkana had to work, but he'd been fired two weeks ago from his job, because his boss told him he was too distracted. Arkana was heartbroken even more by that, for he never managed to keep jobs long and by that point, he was beginning to believe he never would find a job again. He was so in dept you'd think it wasn't possible, he no longer had power in his house. Some people had already came to take a few possesions because he couldn't pay the dept off. He almost murdered on of the people for trying to take one of his pictures of Catherine and he was in jail for several months. Not to mention that for haking Kaiba Corp he already had a years sentence of jail.
Arkana thought hard, trying figure out how long it must have been since his duel wih Yugi. "It's been three years," He said after minutes of silence, besides his constant crying. Depression hurt him so much, he'd lost track of time. In reality, it's already been two years and half. "It feels like an eternity. . ."