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"This way."
Atem is roughly pushed forward into a big white room by a large, sourly looking gaurd. He only has a second to look around the big, white room before somebody thrusts a rifle at him forcefully.
"Take this."
Atem grasps the gun, feeling sick to his stomach as he looks at it blankly. It's pretty light for it's size…He feels all wrong holding it. So…off balance. He was going to puke. They couldn't really expect him to...
"Bring in the criminal!"
God...they did.
Another guard brings in a limping person. They had they're head covered with a brown bag, and they whimpered everytime the guard hit a sore spot of their body, having been beaten and tortured before being brought here. Atem feels a strong pang of sorrow for the poor victim. At least they wouldn't suffer...
"Now, Atem," Rang out a loud, deep voice from the speakers in the ceiling. it was the so-called 'leader'. The one nobody has seen. "Do your job."
Atem shook his head, his palms started to sweat.
"Do your job!" The voice commanded.
"I won't!" Atem cried, he was suddenly handled roughly as a guard held him in a head lock. Another punched him in the gut very hard, and Atem spit up blood. He was hit three more times, then he was thrown to the ground.
"Do. Your. Job." Was repeated.
Atem swallowed hardly and held the rifle, pointing it at the victim. His jaw trembled.
"For disobeying orders!" Someone yells out from a piece of paper.
Atem bit his lip and lightly squeezes the trigger. Tears splash onto his shaking hand as he took better aim.
"I'm sorry!" He yells to the person, pulling the trigger. The loud shot rang out, and it hits the person in the shoulder, making them cry out in a gruesome, blood-curling scream.
"For conspiring against the government!"
The loud bang echoes around the room again. Atem barely hears the cry of pain as the bullet hit the person's stomach. His mind was starting to back away into a safe corner. He looks away from the dark blood.
"And for sneaking out at night!" Someone yells again. "All this comes to the death penalty!"
Atem shuts his eyes tightly, and it is silent for a full minute. A full minute that felt like years to Atem. He squeezed the trigger; gun pointed at the person's head.
"ATEM!!"
Atem snaps his eyes open, but it's too late. His finger had pushed all the way, and the bullet hit the person's head. Their head get thrown backwards, and Atem watches the body fall in slow motion. Blood pours from the wounds, dark, hot, and wet. His stomach clenches painfully and he drops the gun. It makes a loud crash as it hits the ground.
Everybody claps, the criminal was dead. Good work everyone, we brought him to justice. They walk out of the room, leaving Atem alone. He runs to the person, gathering them up into his arms. Please…oh, god…please let that voice be my imagination...
Atem rips the bag off, and he stares down into the bloody face of his lover.
Yuugi.
"Oh, god…" He whispers, horrified. A sob rips from him and he brushes Yuugi's golden bangs out of his lifeless face. "Forgive me, Yuugi. I'm so sorry." He hugged Yuugi tightly, burying his face into Yuugi's hair. "Nnng…" He sobs and clings to Yuugi. He pulls away to kiss Yuugi carefully, only to cry harder when he tastes the blood. "no...oh, I'm so..." Atem falters. There were no words to describe this feeling. This...this...emptiness. Yuugi's beautiful eyes were closed, and they were never going to open again. Atem would never see Yuugi be happy, sad, or even angry again…never…not for years...not for a hundered years...not for many millennia...they were going to stay shut.
No...not like this. Not like this! How could Atem ever go on without his light, without his soul, without his Yuugi?!
"A-Atem…do you...like me?"
"Of course I like you."
"No...I mean...do you like me as in...do you l-love me?"
"...Yuugi..."
"Forget it. Nevermind--"
"Yuugi, I love you so much more than you will ever know."
Atem gathers Yuugi in his arms, and he stands up, his tears falling onto Yuugi's face, making water streaks in the blood. He walks out of the room with his dead lover in his arms, and he heads to the wall. The wall that split the "brains" from the "brawns"--the light's from their darks. The wall that he and Yuugi's had snuck away to every night. The wall where they got to see each other, even if for a moment. The wall we're they plotted to run away, even though, in the back of their minds, they knew they couldn't. The wall…
where they were...even if just for a moment...
Free.