A/N: this is a new type of story i'm doing... it's like combination story and poem.. i'm not quite sure how i'm going to format it tho --
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People take advantage
they think he's innocent,
naive
they are wrong
they couldn't be farther from the truth
he is dark
cold
angry
sharp tempers flare as he meets the other
they don't get along
they fight
harshly
people watch the two
growing interested
the boy is... intruiging,
to say the least
they have never seen another like him,
save one
the one
was older
much older
and evil
so very evil
their hair,
snow white
glistens with it's spikes
one has devi'ls horns,
both are pale
their eyes,
so deep, and haunting
chocolate brown,
seeming to have the ability to see into your soul
They were similar in looks, but this boy was... different
he was young,
agile,
with the innocence of a british boy
which he was not
he had seen too much
allowed too much
done too much
for his evil look alike was his yami
his dark side
a scary thought,
no doubt,
as the hikari, the light,
was dark himself
his yami must be worse.
there was a strange relationship between the two
a mutual dislike
coupled with a mutual understanding
they were feared by themselves,
fearsome together,
and worse
when protecting their other half...
for that mutual understanding
turned into
a mutual liking
then to a harsh, brutal love,
a relationship unique to them,
and them only
they were..
Bakura Ryou and Yami no Bakura
they pledged to destroy the pharoh
and they shall succeed...
together...
just them