I'm With You
A little Seto/Ryou thing. Somewhat romance, but... I dunno, you judge. I never actually say Seto's name in it, but there is a very small hint.
This is to I'm With You by Avril Lavigne.
I'm standing on the bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
I was walking around. It was dark and cold outside. Pausing on the bridge that overlooked a small creek, I glanced at the reflection of street lights that shimmered. I stood there, staring at them, as if waiting for a certain someone. Maybe I was, maybe there was some hope left for me.
But no one came.
The rain was coming down now, bitter and icy. It pelted at me like knives. I wanted so badly to be with someone I knew, even a not-so-close acquaintance, but no one came to my aid.
It was so quiet, so forlorn out here, on this lonely way.
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
Doesn't anyone care about me? I thought to myself, shivering. Does anyone even notice I'm gone?
The more I stewed over it, the less likely that it seemed someone noticed- or cared that I wasn't around.
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I-
I'm with you
It's cold. I thought, shivering. My life was something to muse over, to think about. Most psychologists would probably denounce me hopeless, knowing my luck. I mean, how many other people are manic depressive because of a psychotic other?
I wished I had someone who cared, who would tell me what to do at least some of the time. I was never really led by the hand anywhere, left on my own to figure things out. But then how did I turn out so soft?
I wanted to leave this town, go somewhere else, on some unknown adventure. The norm and conformity were comforting at times, but maybe adventure would get my mind off of my life.
I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone
I look around again as I start to wander the streets. I look hopelessly pathetic and people start shying away from me. No one is concerned enough to ask if I was ok or anything, everyone just minds their own business.
I guess it's useless to try and locate someone I know, find a familiar face. Yuugi is probably joking with his Jii-chan and the others. With Jounouchi and Honda and Anzu. I never really fit into that crowd, I was always the one left out because of the psychotic other and the fact I wasn't with them from the beginning of their adventure. I was the trespasser that was welcomed for a little while, but I had worn my welcome.
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home?
But still, you'd think someone would notice the boy standing out here, white hair plastered to his face and tears beginning to swell up in his eyes. You'd think someone in this big town would care.
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand,
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I-
I'm with you
I'm with you
The big clock strikes nine. Tou-san's out of town, so no one will call to report me missing until I don't turn up at school tomorrow and the next day. That's how long it will take for anyone to notice.
I can feel the sleepiness overwhelming me. I just want to curl up and let darkness take me, allowing myself to die. Maybe then someone would notice me, know my name. Sure, it'd be from an obituary and from a page 3B story about a boy found frozen one morning, but still.
Why is everything so confusing?
Maybe I'm just out of my mind
Yeah, yeah...
I sit on a curb on a more desolate part of town. I haven't the slightest where I am now, I'm just confused and tired.
A car drives up and starts slowly. A small smile creeps on my lips. Maybe it's someone who will ask if I'm ok and bring me home.
No, it's some guy picking up his girlfriend. Figures, no one's given a damn about me for a long time. Why did I even suspect?
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are but I-
I'm with you
As I feel darkness and numbness taking me, another car stops. The door opens and I feel two arms wrap around my limp body. I'm too dazed to care, maybe it's someone moving me out of the way of pedestrians.
It vaguely surprises me as I'm set in the car on rich leather seats. Only one person I know could afford something so fancy, but why would he care about me? Why would he give a damn if I froze to death out here?
The mystery person puts a long coat around my shoulders and wraps his arms around me, half allowing and half forcing me into a cuddle. I did feel warmer now, this person's body heat filling me. Whoever he was, I was thankful. I was in his debt. His hands rubbed my arms, not caring that he too was getting wet from my soaked body or the tears from my face that ended up resting on his chest.
I snuggled deeper, not caring if I ended up embarrassing myself or getting kicked out of the car.
"I'm with you."
So, what do you think? I think the song itself is just so... visual, so it worked in my opinion.