Disclaimer: Don't own YYH.
Another sort of poem. This one takes place during the first round of the Dark Tournament, when Kurama battles Roto. It's Roto's point of view. Not that I like Roto or anything, it just came to me. Please review!!
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That look.
I hate that look.
That look you get when your mind knows it's hopeless
But your heart tells you otherwise.
That look like you're superior
Even when your opponent has the upper hand.
That look of arrogance
Like nothing can break you.
Well,
Do you know what I think?
That look is a fake.
That look is a bluff.
Really you're trapped, helpless.
That look masks the wheels of thought turning behind your eyes.
That look masks all emotions.
Including fear.
You're afraid.
I know you're afraid.
Drop that look.
And face me.
Now.
Wait.
You've won.
You believe in mercy.
Right?
There's that look again.
The last thing I see.
I hate that look.
