A/N- This is a little twoshot that I've been working on when I'm having writer's block with my other fic. I wasn't going to submit it, but the first part turned out okay so I decided to go for it. The second part's also done, but I'm having trouble uploading it. Still, I'll try to get it up as soon as possible
Disclaimer- Kazuki Takahashi owns Yugioh and all related characters, not me. However the idea for this story is my own.
In your darkest hour, I will be your light.
…your slave, your lover, your salvation…
I will cry a river for your twisted soul.
…I am the only one who cries…
I will watch the light inside you fade.
…because no heart is truly black…
I will see past the demon that controls you.
…sorrow turned hate, lasting eons…
I will forgive you of your sins.
…when at last you are defeated…
I will do all of this for you,
…though in the end it will change nothing…
Because I am your light,
…your confidant and your completion…
And if I do not, no one will.
…your heart might really fade to black…
Ryou noted the drabness of the autumn leaves as they rattled in the wind. To think that they were once beautiful, young and green and full of summer promises. Now nothing but the husks remained. As tightly as they clung to the skeletal branches, no leaf could escape it's destiny. Eventually all that was good, all that was young and pure and innocent, would fall from grace. This was the one truth in life that Ryou knew to be fact. Goodness was made to be tainted. Light was nothing but a false hope that made the inevitable seem even more disastrous.
In the labyrinth of your mind, I will be your anchor.
…the pillar who is always there…
I will gather up your pieces.
…make you whole though it may hurt…
I will help you find that which was lost.
…though I myself must lose…
I will teach you how to live your life.
…an uncruel world where Love is God…
I will learn the secret of your name.
…a destructive force both pure and sick…
I will do all this for you,
…though it hurts to see you go…
Because I am you anchor,
…your vessel and your friend…
And if I do not, you might just lose.
…the hands of destiny are fickle…
Yugi stared at the incomplete jigsaw on the table. He couldn't finish. The final piece was missing. It was horrible, to see something so close to being finished while at the same time knowing that it would never be complete. No matter how many times it was put together, something would always be missing. What about people, he wondered. Were people like puzzles? Did their spirits fit together in such a way that if a single piece was lost it could never be replaced? Would a soul then lose all foundation and be carried away by the violent tides? Yugi shuddered and slid the unfinished puzzle back into its box. He certainly hoped not.
In this hollow pit inside of you, I will be your soul.
…I never really had the choice…
I will love when you cannot.
…all you know is hate…
I will right all of your wrongs.
…your wrongs, my wrongs, there is no difference…
I will banish you to hell.
…I only hope that monsters burn…
I will lay awake at night and wonder.
…why do I mourn your phantom life…
I will do all this for you,
…or maybe me, am I so selfish…
Because I am your soul,
…nothing more but nothing less…
And if I do not, you'll always be there.
…the side of me I hate and pity…
Malik lay on his bed, hand resting against his chest as he listened to the reassuring rhythm of his own heartbeat. …bu-bump…bu-bump… It was a good noise. It reminded him that this was his body, his existence, and that he would always be in control. …bu-bump…bu-bump… Control was important. Without it you would become lost, lost in a soulless abyss where shadows were your only company. What terrible things, those monstrous shadows! But then again, their very existence was a masquerade, for what reflection can exist without a body to reflect? The shadows had no heartbeat, no control, no sense of self. Malik almost felt bad for them.
TOT (Short I know, but I did spend time on it.)