Starlight, Starbright

Black-Angel-001: i'm in a bit of a funk, so hence the depressing thing. never written yugioh gx before, so this a first for me in that. because i love syrus, i'm gonna torture him. yeah, it's that way with all the charecters i love.

Starlight, Starbright

Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonght...

It was happening again. Go figure. Zane stared at the answering machine as it recorded the tiny children's voices. He could hear his little brother's voice, prominent among the others. His heart fluttered a little at the memory of his brother, the one he'd sacrificed to save the world. The vampiress Camula had taken his soul and placed it in a monster, and forced him to choose between the safety of complete strangers and the safety of Syrus. While he ordered his own monster to destroy the opponet, he felt his own soul break. He had silently begged Syrus for forgiveness, and Syrus, as loving and trusting of his older brother as ever, had gently smiled and put on a brave face, as if he knew all along that was what would happen. The children began their second verse.

I wish I may...

Ever since, Zane had been getting calls from these children, lost to the same darkness as Syrus. They sang on his house phone, his cell, his office phone. Once, on a pay phone he'd passed on the street. They never said anything else, just the same song over and over. Zane knew that if he looked over at the window he'd see Syrus, with the same look on his face from five years ago.

"Shut up, go away," he whisphered thickly. The children didn't listen.

I wish I might...

"I said SHUT UP!" he screamed, rising from the floor in a rush. "Shut up shut up shut up! I'm done listening! I'm done feeling guilty! Enough!"

Have the wish I wish tonight...

With a cry of rage, guilt, and sorrow, he ripped the anwering machine from the table it sat on, pulling chords. He threw it against the opposite wall of him and watched it break into so many pieces, like a newly shattered mirror. Or his soul. Either way he didn't care. He was done. He was tired. He just wanted the children to go away, fade into nothing, to let go of the guilt. Zane let out a shaky breath he hadn't known he was holding and slid down the wall he was leaning against until he sat on the floor again. He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them. A strangled scream escaped his lips as he encountered the silvery eyes of Syrus. His face wasn't the forgiving one he remembered, nor was it the teary eyed one from long ago. Instead, the eyes held confusion and curiosity. And fear. Lots of fear.

'Do you know what we wish for?' Zane could only shake his head dumbly. The fear faded a bit to sadness.

'We wish for it to not be so dark.' The ghost's (or maybe it was his imagination that provided the image, out of guilt?) eyebrows furrowed in child-like confusion. 'Why is it so dark?'

"I don't know. I'm sorry Syrus, I'm so very sorry." Zane didn't realize he was crying until he felt the hot tears roll down his face. He reached up a hand to brush them away, but the image of Syrus beat him to it. The transparent little hand wiped at his cheek, leaving a cold trail. Zane stared, wide eyed. Syrus smiled, the one he had rarely worn unless he was truely happy and content with the world. Then he faded and on the wind he created Zane heard himself say with the other voices...

Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonght...

Fin

Black-Angel-001: well, that was theraputic...i guess. no brother yaoi here, just immense guilt and pain. anywho, lemme know what you thought!