A/N: Hi! Right now I'm listening to When Your Mad ~ NeYo and Usher. The words make me giggle.
Note: Heba means game. It is used to refer to Yugi at one point in this chapter. And Keith's and Rafael's last names are made-up because I couldn't find any official ones online.
Vow of Silence
Chapter Seven ~ Show Me Love
/ An Undisclosed Location/ The Centre of a Grand Room/
Yugi hummed along to the tune of his favorite T.A.T.U hit, 'Show Me Love,' on his ipod. It was Yami's favorite. And at one point, his as well…
'Although,' he thought idly. 'Loves Me Not,' is more appropriately suited to me. Soon though, that will change.'
"Staring at your photograph
Everything now in the past
Never felt so lonely I
Wish that you could show me love"
Smiling he'd begun to sing; his voice light and bubbly and pumped with cheer as he flicked darts at a picture of the three great heroes of legend… It was taken at some point during the whole debacle with that failer, Dartz. The steel-tipped, feather ended toys had made holes and stuck out of every inch of the picture except for Yami's silhouette. He remained pristine. His lithe figure traced by the colorful trinkets, and silhouetted by the shadows of the far corner of the room. Had it not been for his new found gifts, Yugi wouldn't have been able to see the details of the image from so far away, far less for toss darts at it with such precision, but, he found it exceedingly simple as he was now.
"Show me love, show me love, show me love,
Show me love, show me love
'Til you open the door
Show me love, show me love, show me love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til I'm up off the floor
Show me love, show me love show me love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til it's inside my pores
Show me love, show me love, show me love,
Show me love, show me love,
'Til I'm screaming for more"
He hummed along at bit more before giggling, knowing what was next, and singing out loudly.
"You play games, I play tricks
Girls and girls, but you're the one
Like a game of pick-up sticks
Played by fucking lunatics!"
Cackling; he nearly fell off his throne. He narrowly managed to catch himself. It would suck if he cracked his skull open on the steps leading to the raised platform…
He blinked suddenly; removing the earphones.
He could hear the distinct tapping of high heels against marble floors. That could only mean one thing…He favorite field agents were back.
"We brought Chinese!" Cried a woman; presenting her hands, which were laden with bags of great tasting fast food.
The other woman, next to her, glared at her.
"You brought Chinese," She corrected. "I brought Yugi-sama something that will truly benefit him…" She trailed off dramatically.
A pause.
"And what the heck is that!" Demanded the first.
"Fruit…!" She finally said.
"Yuck!" Cried the first.
"No, delicious and nutritious," Said the second calmly; responsibly; confidently.
"Well I ain't eating that!" Abolished the first.
"No-one asked you to," Retorted the other. "They are for Master Yugi."
"He won't eat that shit!" Cried the first, aghast. Obviously, she felt very strong about this. "Right, Master?" She inquired of him.
They turned to him; wanting his response.
Yugi smiled.
"Rest it down over there and get on with your report," He said with amusement but finality.
They sighed.
"Yes, Master…" They drawled; disappointed.
The second straightened her glasses and began first.
"Last week Monday, the subjects; Raphael Armandrè and Keith Mitchell aka Bandit Keith, had spoken to the doctors and nurses on duty at Domino General Hospital- the first place you had gone to with your claims. And when they finally tracked down your doctor, and asked for the rape kit etc, the man had become nervous and distracted claiming to not know what they were talking about," Stated a blonde-haired, icy blue-eyed woman that looked to be the splitting image of both the Dark Magician Girl, and a certain Doctor Mana Millennia. But judging by her indifferent and seemingly bored expression, coupled with her monotone voice and dead eyes, she was the exact opposite of either personality wise.
"He gave them the run for about three hours. Keith finally snapped and forced the answers right out of him with some rather base and animalistic but admittedly well executed bestial measures that his partner then conveniently forgotten to put in the report handed in at fifteen hundred and a quart hours; later that day…" Continued the other girl; identical to the other in all except her red hair, matching personality, and emerald green eyes. She was the first to have spoken. "Apparently, they found out that you'd had threatened his family and scared; he'd falsified all of it."
"Urg! That idiot!" Cried Yugi. "I figured he'd spill the beans…"
He pulled out a disposable cell and pressed speed-dial four.
"Find and eradicate," Was all he muttered before ending the call.
He motioned to the guard near the entrance for him to come closer. Pulling down he man's hood, Yugi's eyes took in the rich caramel of his skin and the stark blackness of his hair. His eyes glazed over.
"You may kiss me," He breathed. "But be kind to my lips," He warned.
The soulless man did not hesitate to fulfill his master's wish. He cupped the boy's face tenderly; gently running his thumbs over the skin of his cheeks before brushing his thin lips over the pale teen's in an almost kiss. Yugi whined, and his hands came up to fist in the other's hair; pulling him closer. They kissed passionately for a long time afterwards, til Yugi suddenly pulled away. He took a long look at the man, before backhanding him across the face. His slap was filled the imposing force of the shadows, and so the much larger man fell to the floor; blood trickling out from the left corner of his lips. He did not react. Disgusted; Yugi spat on him.
"You are not what I truly desire," He stated in anger; madness giving a lit to his voice and a sinister gleam to his eyes. "Do not touch me."
He turned back to the two girls before him; suddenly calm.
"Continue," He said simply; nearly cheerful.
Naia –the redhead- and Lara –the blonde- blinked, sharing a look.
"Soon after, the inquiry into the accusations had been completed and Yami had been found innocent. It seems hadn't taken long for things to come to the light, sir!" Said the jade green-eyed girl; saluting Yugi saucily.
"Though the fact that you're missing is decidedly suspicious, nothing could be pinned to the pharaoh due to his illness and lack of communication with anyone besides his friends, mainly Seto Aurelius Kaiba and Joseph Brad Wheeler, as well as his doctor, Mana Sophia Millennia, in the weeks preceding the investigation…" Lara drawled boredly; stuffing her lightly tanned hands into her long, seemingly painted on, leather pants. "His phone records had been seized; he'd been observed carefully by the police –two officers outside his hospital door at all times; and he was examined by doctors –both of the mind and of the body- who were acting in collaboration of the police, Master…"
She blinked and yawned; covering mouth politely with her left hand and rubbing her neck lightly with her right hand to work out the stiffness. She then moved her both hands to work out the knots made of exhaustion; pressing down on the soft flesh under the collar of her long-sleeved, leather shirt. She fixed the zipper of the all-black outfit next; as it had ridden down her large chest inappropriately when she was moving just moments before. She blinked; yawning yet again and trying to keep her eyes from closing down on her. She hadn't slept in days. Unlike her lazy, good-for-nothing sister, who just dropped asleep whenever she felt like it, eat when she felt like it, and flirted or slept with whomever, whenever she wanted. Lazy, irresponsible bum. And she did all of that during the mission Yugi-sama had sent them on.
"The psychologist found Yami suffering from severe depression but of good mental health otherwise…" Said Naia with a smirk; eying her sister with sick amusement as she idly twirled a strand of her hair. She snorted. "What a crack pot, she'd make a perfect and total OXYmoron. First she contradicts herself by saying something like that, and then tells them the obvious; anyone with two eyes could see that the 'Ye Ole King of the Nile' was depressed…"
"Did she prescribe any meds for Ami-chan?" Asked Yugi; all wide-eye worry and innocent tone of voice. Only the ever-present glint in his violet orbs told of his mental instability.
"A few," Answered the woman with curly, scarlet locks of hair; fiddling with the leather tube top that exposed most of her bust and then with her tight, leather shorts that left nothing to the imagination. "Antidepressants by the looks of it. Mirtazapine (Remeron) and…Escitalopram (Lexapro)…" She answered; consulting the notes she'd made on her iphone. "Oh! And a mild sedative… A natural one too! …Lavender before bed for two weeks, and if insomnia and/or nightmares persist, Lemon balm. She also gave him not-so-mild sedative, for after his depression disappeared, Valium for his anxiety. Huh, strong stuff…"
"How strong?" Asked the amethyst-eyed teen; madness abating slightly; overrun too much with genuine worry for his darker half.
"Well…" Started Naia, only for her tired sister to continue.
"If given in strong dosages," Said the other woman; flipping her straight-ish but choppy hair over her shoulder. "The results can be disastrous."
"Disastrous how?" Asked the petit male. "Give it to me straight! I don't like the run around and pretty words I don't understand. I want a detailed but understandable explanation."
He sighed warily.
"Is that too much to ask?"
Scared; the pair shook their heads at the man on the towering crystal throne.
Yugi plopped down on the plush, blue cushions of his seat of power; suddenly happy again. A butterfly passed over his head and landed on his nose that had been pointed upwards in his quest to observe it.
"Look, Yuu-chan!" Cried Yami in an excited whisper; gesturing wildly with his left hand to get his hikari's attention. When Yugi crossed over to the bed, the man snatched his wrist and tugged him closer; to sit beside his on the mussed up comforter. "Look~!" He hissed again in childish excitement; his gaze on his fore finger.
The boy followed his gaze and blinked at the sight of a blue butterfly the black edging to its wings. So, yeah, it was a really pretty bug.
"Yami," Said Yugi; imploring the infinite, patient nature of all the saints combined. Really, everything fascinated thee other these days…The dryer, the washing machine, the dishwasher, the Iron, the microwave. Everything… At first, it amused the younger. Now, it annoyed him. "It's just a butterfly."
The elder turned to him with a knowing and appearing to be being adoringly patient with him by his tender and patient tone, "Aibou," Said he. "Nothing is 'just' this or 'just' that. There is beauty in simplicity." He brought the butterfly closer to Yugi. And truly, the boy had to sigh as he took Yami's words to heart and observed its beauty up close. It was really quite lovely, the color starting at a pale blue and eventually and gradually deepening to a brandeis and then to royal blue. It was there that the black band ended the spectacle of nature's beauty. And if he squinted, he swore he could see a bit of cobalt blue, too… He'd never have noticed otherwise. "Every little thing in our lives must be appreciated," The ex-spirit of the puzzle continued. "Before-" He jolted his index finger slightly and the little 'bug'- as Yugi had referred to it earlier, took off; leaving a pouting little teen with only the memory of its marvelous intricacy. "It is gone…"
"Yugi-sama!"
Yugi jolted, much like the butterfly of his memories.
"Did you hear my explanation at all?" Asked Lara.
Yugi blinked; for a moment not grasping the situation. Then it hit him…
"Oh!" He cried in realization. "That?"
The girls exchanged looks again before turning to him and nodding, 'yes.'
"Forget it," He said casually, with a flick of his wrist. "I'll Google it."
More nods.
"Now continue with the report…"
…And the girls continued on like it had never happened.
"The shink, a Ms. Emma Otori, said your dark was 'horrified by the accusations, extremely distressed by everyone's belief that he could have done any of it, and worried for his brother- the supposed victim…' She claimed to firmly believe that he was innocent of the charges," Naia grumbled out; hating that her notes weren't as organized as she would have hoped. Maybe she should really stick to audio/video recordings, stalking and retrieving Intel- she did those and other types of field work, best. Her sister was the bookie, great-note taker who excelled in all that tech-y stuff…
"The other had said the same after he examined the teen monarch and deduced that he had not even ejaculated in about at least four to five months, based on the potency of the semen sample he'd forced Atem-sama to give. By-"
"Wait…" Said Said Yugi; cutting her off. " What do you mean 'forced?' Be specific…"
Lara sighed.
Thankfully, Naia came to her rescue.
"Not 'forced,' per se…" She began; nervous. "More like strongly advised Yami-sama give him one."
"And how'd he do that?"
"Well…" She began carefully. "He asked for one and gave your other the cup."
"That's it?"
"Not really…"
"What else happened?" Yugi spoke with careful controlled rage. He hated being given the roundabout.
Naia opened her mouth, but Lara saved her from signing her death certificate.
"Both the Doctor, James Nathaniel St John, and Seto Kaiba interfered and 'aided' your intended, my Lord," She said smoothly. "The physician may have done so accidently –it was just part of the physical exam, but the CEO did so intentionally…"
"WHAT!" Yugi roared; abruptly standing.
"Here is the recording we obtained from hidden cameras 8 through 12…"
He stalked over; mashing the still and unmoving body of the discarded guard as he made his way to her. He snatched the DVD and stared at it in anger, as if daring it to show him what he was so dreading.
"You have exactly one minute on the clock," He said to the pair on identical women in an all-too-calm to be true voice –which it was. "…To finish the report, and then 30 seconds to leave. I want to see this video as soon as possible –which I won't do with you two around…"
They paled.
"And you time starts…" He drawled staring intently at the hands of his watch. "…now!"
"By Wednesday morning last week, he'd been cleared to return to school. And by Friday, he was out of the hospital, cleared by his usual doctor, our sister, Mana. This Monday, he went back to school and was greeted by repentant teenagers wherever he went," Summarized Lara; stalking towards the back of the room in quick efficient strides as her thick, four-inch heeled, knee-high boots made soft thumps against the marble floor of the high-ceiling chamber.
"He looked as if he felt as if he was being smothered by those little two-faced shits! But, after the endless stream of cruelties he's been victim to in the past while… eh," Naia shrugged; backing away from her fuming Master. "It seemed he was grateful for the affection."
"He is also currently residing in the Kaiba Mansion…" Concluded Lara; already half way out the door.
"Mana-rin and the other doctors would only release Yami-sama on the grounds that Mr. Kaiba take care of him!" Naia shouted in conclusion as she made a run for it.
"WHAT!"
/Domino City/ The Upper Apartment of the Kame Game Shop/ Yami's Rooms/ The Bedroom
"That was just H-O-T, hot, ladies and gentlemen!" Dan Green's voice praised over the radio.
Joey and Yami were in the latter's room above the Game Shop, once again listening to the American's radio show. It was fairly early in the afternoon, and the blonde had been allowed to trespass into the sanctum on the dragon duelist's grand home to entertain the ex-king while both Kaiba brothers were out. That, and he needed help with that day's home-work and Yami was a brilliant all-round student with a nearly perfect grade point average who was his 'best bud' and had offered. Yami had been a bit more into himself –introverted, than normal, when he arrived, and Joey had called the master of the house about it. Had something happened? Was it another new nightmare?
Joey had noticed something particularly different about him since that male doctor had examined him and requested a semen sample. Had that douche done something to Yami?
No. Seto had been with Yami the whole time, there was no way anything could have happened under his watch.
And since when did he start referring to Kaiba as 'Seto,' huh?
Did it matter?
He thought about it for a while; humming silently to himself as he considered being less hateful towards the other.
Did it really matter?
Actually, yes… No one should get away with treating others like gum on the bottom on an insect's shoe.
So anyway, this afternoon, Kaiba had suggested that they should get Yami some things from home to make him feel more comfortable. Maybe familiar surroundings would help? And so, Joey offered to take him. If only to get that infuriating and yet heartrending, lost look out of his eyes... In his heart, though, Joey knew Yami's depression had nothing to do with is 'surroundings.' It had been a week, but they had yet to see any sign of the Egyptian's hikari. Atem's precious Heba; as Yami had taken to calling Yugi these days after a series of particularly terrible, Egypt-based nightmare, was gone. There had not even been a whisper of his name or whereabouts anywhere in the school. As if all things relating to him had been outlawed, banded, or somehow become forbidden.
…Except, of course, when someone came up to Yami to apologize for believing Yugi's lies.
"Ah! We have a good one!" Cried Dan excitedly. "Sarah Carter is dedicating T.A.T.U's 'Show Me Love,' to her best friend, Tatsumi Yumi –san saying: 'I know you might be embarrassed by this but I can't help it… I wish you would just accept it and show me love!' Well…" He said with a laugh. "I don't know how to tell you this, Sarah-if you're tuned in, but five minutes after you called in, your bbf, Tatsumi Yumi called in to dedicate the same song to you. She says: 'I'm tired of this rollercoaster, carousal, merry-go-round or whatever you wanna call it. Just fess up already and show me love!' And then she sang this part," The announcer then proceeded to sing out, 'Show me love, show me love, show me love, show me love, show me love, 'til I'm screaming for more!' in falsetto. Joey smiled a little at that, and moved to sit closer to the ex-monarch. Yami glanced at him and his lips twitched; upturning a bit at the corners to present the smallest of smiles.
As the man on the radio humorously cooed at how 'kawii' it all was, Yami lowered his eyes from staring intently at the device, to the floor. He blinked.
"Wait," Began the crimson-eyed youth. "What song did he say-"
He was cut off by the first few lines of a hauntingly familiar song…
This was an accident
Not the kind where sirens sound
Never even noticed
We're suddenly crumbling
Time froze for him at that moment as his mind reeled.
Of course… The universe was not kind. Of all the songs it just had to be Yugi's favorite! The one Yugi had sang to him for him last year-even though that was back when he was still trapped in the puzzle.
He'd said when he was done singing. "So, did you like it?"
"I adored it, little one…" Bequeath Yami tenderly; eyes glossy. "The temporary body, the party, the song… It was all magnificent. But tell me two things. Firstly, why that song? Was it because I favor it? How did you know I liked that song? And next… What reason have we to celebrate my birthday? Is it even today? Oh~! How did you find out? Did Ishizu find it in some buried text in one of my forefathers' tombs?"
Excited the dark had spat out many questions. With a laugh, Yugi shushed him and tried to answer as many as he could; as best he could.
"First off," He'd begun. "Two weeks ago when Grandpa and I came back grocery shopping, we'd turned on the radio and began packing away the goods. You had a rough night from all the screams I heard coming from behind your door, and did not opt to come out all morning. I didn't want to force you as it seemed you'd finally found some semblance of peace. As per Saturday morning routine, we tuned into the broadcast. Usually, if it's been a goodnight, you would be out of the puzzle wandering around the house before the roster was even up and bug me with more questions than the Integrity Committee asks politicians these days when we leave the house until you are completely satisfied." He paused for a moment before adding, "Which doesn't happen too often…"
Yami grin sheepish and the others laughed.
"But," Said the hikari; countenance suddenly somber. "If it had been a bad night, you stay in the puzzle and don't come out 'til your all better. Sometimes it takes weeks to get you out. You just stay in there; being tormented by this I can't even fathom! Unless, of course, you even sense a whiff of danger within a thousand mile radius of me. You're nothing if not over-protective."
A smug, beaming smile from the boy made Yami blush and awkwardly itch his own cheek.
"So, imagine my surprise when you suddenly popped out of the puzzle –a little worse for wear but fine otherwise- when this song came up. There had been a haunted look in your eyes when you first came out, and it lasted for a few minutes after. You'd stared at the radio, not even processing my presence or Gramps' for that matter and then returned quietly to the puzzle, a quiet acceptance and an even more silent ache in your eyes."
"It bugged me for days afterward." The boy admitted; looking embarrassed. "At first I thought that maybe you hated the song. Grandpa noticed my mood and sat me down for a bit. We talked and he managed to pull my worries outta me. When I'd finished telling him, he just smiled sadly and explained. And what he said made sense…"
"Wha'd he say?" Asked Joey; curious.
"He said that the lyrics had hit Yami a little too close to home…"
"What?" Asked everyone minus the light and dark.
Yugi smile softly.
"Think about it," He began. "Tell me how you've never felt, Delicate or innocent- Yami never had much of a childhood, and we all know that what we saw Akunadin do to him in Memory World…" He mumbled the last bit; purposely being vague. It disturbed them all to recall the terrible things that had been done to child-Atem. His mother's death; uncle's sexual and verbal abuse; his isolation; his physical and sexual abuse at the hands of the healer before Isis, Narim; his father's death; being forced to grow up much too soon and thus, the weight of an entire nation thrust upon his tiny, already smarting shoulders… Still, there were things Yami had hidden from them; refused to speak about- not that he was talkative about any of it in the first place- and had even begged the gods not to let him remember. They had not heeded him.
"Do you still have doubts that, Us having faith makes any sense," He continued; wisely moving along quickly. "Let's face it, even I doubted us from time to time. Mou hitori no boku probably feels our doubt more acutely since he's not only quite knowing, but also a spirit and so, you know, highly sensitive to such…"
"Tell me nothing ever counts, Lashing out or breaking down, Still somebody loses 'cause, There's no way to turn around…" He hummed pensively. "One word, DOMA."
Said dark winced at the mention of his nearly catastrophic mistake.
That had nearly cost him everything…
"You guys see where I'm going with this, right?" Inquired Yugi.
As the other teens nodded or spoke their assent; Kaiba rolled his eyes and grunted something unintelligently.
"One question though," Joey spoke; smirking. "I get der 'Random acts of mindlessness' as Yams dislike of violence an' cruelty, an' dat 'You play games, I play tricks, Girls and girls,' is makin' a pun 'bout his love of games an' his rep as a playboy based on der fact dat girls mob him in flocks, but I do not get der 'you're the one' and the 'show me love' parts…"
Yugi'd sputtered; turning so red he appeared to be a stuttering tomato.
Yami'd taken it like a G; his mask of indifference descending with practiced ease.
Kaiba just plain out cackled maliciously; muttering something that sounded suspiciously like, 'datta boy, mutt. How's the wanna be pharaoh and his bug-eyed wonder gonna answer that one! Now that's entertainment; that's what I came for!'
Tea face-palmed and mumbled her desperate need for female friends, and Tristan shook his head in exasperation. But for all their reactions, the gang eagerly awaited the explanation.
"Well," Said Yugi after a moment of awkward silence. He turned to his other half. "On to the next question, shall we?" The gang groaned. "We don't know when your real birthday is, and you never know which day will be your last these days – especially us, what with all the psychos and evil maniacs and all that."
Mumbles of had agreement filled the air.
"I hope you don't think me presumptuous, but, I chose to celebrate it today. You know, give you a little something special to remember me –erm, us, by when…" He drew in a shaky breath. "When, you know… The truth is, you might have to leave me –us," He corrected himself again; gesturing to the entire gang this time. "…S-soon to go back, back t-to where you belong, so…" He had trailed off dejectedly.
His sweet little light had looked up blushing when he'd silently offered his comfort in the form of a sturdy hand on the other's shoulder. He had smiled at him with equal melancholy and the boy had responded with a brave little upturn of lips.
"You know it is my place, aibou…" He'd said; even though it had broken his heart to utter the words.
"I know, I just-" Yugi'd then stopped; unable to continue.
Yami's brow had crinkled in worry. This expression only worsened when Yugi's shoulder began to shake.
"Yugi…?" He'd tried; tipping the other chin.
His had heart clenched at the tears on the beauty's face.
"Yuu-chan, please. Don't-" His own voice had hitched in his throat.
They had stared at each other for a long time; unable to look away, knowing time was scarce as the gang looked from one to another worriedly. In the background, Kaiba had snorted.
Suddenly, Yami'd cupped his dear one's cheek with the left hand of his temporary body as his right trace his features; lips, lashes and pert nose, before settling on his aibou's right cheek.
He thanked the gods for Ishizu and the spell. It was a blessing being able to actually touch his hikari; feeling the boy's skin and find out for himself that it was really as soft as it looked. As soft as an infant's behind…
He had stroked the skin of the sixteen year old's cheeks with his thumbs; sighing in bliss at the sensations and emotions that simple action sparked within both him and his beloved. Their eyes had met.
After many more long moments gazing into each other eyes, they began to speak in soft tones. Yami's voice especially, usually so strong, often commanding and nearly even harsh sometimes, had never been gentler.
"I'm sorry that this is the gods will…" The cherry-eye dark whispered.
Yugi nodded sympathetically.
"I know. I understand. I…" The plum-eyed light breathed. "I'm here for you all of the way…"
Yami smiled kindly; a tender look in his eyes as he let his right hand fall to his partner's shoulder and the back of his left caress his cheek. His right hand then made the journey down Yugi's bare arm; lightly tracing idle patterns onto the supple skin. The boy shivered; flushing lightly as his other half's eyes twinkled with amusement in answer to his bashful responses to the attentions. The teen attempted to lower his head; shy as he was, but the insistent hand on his cheek and raised it until their eyes had met once again. Yugi's flush darkened. Yami's eyes became smoldering with adoration for the cherub before him. His right hand had suddenly pulled Yugi flush against him.
Drawing in a shuddering breath, Yami had embraced the smaller teen; pouring all his love into his next whispered words…
"Aibou," He'd said, heart squeezing painfully. "I truly love you…"
How poignant was it that his mouth was allowed to say those words, and they were expected to mean something totally different to that which dwelled in his heart.
Unknown to the other, from his position pressed against the other's chest, Yugi's eyes had widened. Breath hitching in his throat, Yugi nearly sobbed as fate proved cruel once more, he knew Yami meant it a completely different way than he wished. Right then, in his arms, the spell began to wear-off and Yami turned transparent and untouchable once more. With a bright flash of light from the puzzle, he'd disappeared and was gone…
Now, sitting next to Joey on this bare bed, in this cold bedroom, in this empty house whose size constantly made the dark feel small and insignificant these days, and whose halls with many a picture of that once-sweet, now-changed boy were a constant reminder of his loneliness, Yami parted his bee-sting lips and began to sing along.
"Show me love, show me love
Give me all that I want…
Show me love, show me love
Give me all that I want…
Show me love, show me love
Give me all that I want…
Show me love, Show me love
'Til I'm screaming for more…"
-To Be Continued-
A/N: Here you go. I'll update soon since its summer an all.
Review, plz! It makes me write more and faster at that.