Who knows well the boy

Sitting in the back the class?

Always ducking his head

Always shying away

as if his touch would break the others

.

Who knows well the boy

playing games by himself?

Always being bullied

But ever so hopeful for friends

.

Who knows well the boy

who forced a laugh for his friends?

Always pretending that all was well

when in reality nothing was?

.

Who knows well the boy

hiding behind the law?

Forcing the others to detention

when all he wanted was the same fun they had

.

Who knows well the boy

covered in markings?

With a sinister history

of one who was troubled?

.

Who knows these boys

with both tragic and petty pasts?

With horror and sorrow

Will all this pass?

.

Perhaps they shall find

what they shall seek

with friendships and love

holding together when everything else is bleak

.

"Hope never dies.

The way clouds appear and disappear,

hope changes but never fades.

Sometimes, you just have to wait

for the next storm

before you can find it again."


That beautiful quote at the end is by Maza Dohta, although this poem-thing is written for the lovely Priya's 'How Many Ways' challenge in which I have to use that above quote in as many fandoms as I can, and I know I can do it because it's such a perfect and beautiful quote and fits into everything it seems.

I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, alas.

I would like to dedicate this to Mein Schatz, if she's reading this. Ich liebe dich, Kaiba-chan.