Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! is the intellectual property of Kazuku Takahashi
Author's Notes: Well, in honor of Halloween, I have decided to start putting up my Yume (Dream) fics. They are all stand-alone, so each has it's own rating (gathered under T) and warnings which I'll state by fic, like this:
Yume-Ryou : Rating: PG, Warning: None
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Yume - Ryou
Ryou stared back through the bars as the door of his cell was slid shut with a clang.
"I tried not to!" he cried suddenly, clutching at the bars but the warden ignored him and walked away.
"He's all yours now." the man, Yami, threw over his shoulder in a sad tone.
Ryou's heart stopped. He had never thought of who else might be in the cell with him, and he whirled around, back pressed against the bars as he peered into the darkness.
Soon, a figure began to take shape, coming closer until Ryou could make out the hair, the eyes, the item. Atemu stared down at him with all the regal authority of a mortal god.
"I tried not to." Ryou whispered but he was dressed in the kings coat and his hair was short and dirty and the scar that marred his right cheek ached suddenly.
A rat that scurried across the floor stopped to look up at him. "You're bad." it said, before scurrying away and disappearing into a hole in the wall.
"Stop making excuses." Atemu said, and Ryou's eyes filled with tears.
He turned back to the door but he couldn't make it open - he just wasn't good enough.
And then the ceiling started to leak and outside the small window, Ryou could see that it was sand pouring down from the sky and the grains trickling in were gathering around his ankles and just as he started to panic, he noticed Honda and Jounouchi standing outside his cell.
They were holding a mirror between them, taller than them both, and inside the mirror was Ryou, reaching out to him and mouthing the words 'I forgive you. I will hold you. I need you.'
The words woke him from a sound sleep as they fell from his lips and Ryou stared up at the ceiling trying to remember the dream as if faded and wondering why it was that the dreams you couldn't remember always seemed to be the most important.
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Post whatevers: I've done six of these so far and currently am not getting any ideas for all the others I wanted to do. So I figured I'd put these up and see what happens. Who knows, maybe I'll hit an idea and do more.
As always, if you liked please review. Ja!