********************************************************************************************
I'm With You
I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
Ryou Bakura tipped his head back, allowing the cooling droplets of water to run down his face and neck and into his white shirt. It was biting cold, but he didn't care. Nothing mattered anymore but the emptiness that streaked through and through.
Everyone had someone. Everyone had paired up with someone. Bakura with Yami. Yuugi with Jou. Anzu with Mai. Seto with Isis. Honda with Shizuka. Everyone but him.
He would rather rip his tongue out first before he confessed this, but he was tired of always accidentally walking in on his friends while they "were having a moment." It always made him feel so empty. It always made him feel so alone...
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound
A drop of cold rain landed on his neck, and he shivered. There's nothing left. Everyone's got somebody. But me. There's nothing left for me here...
Ryou closed his eyes. A single crystalline tear trickled out, trailing slowly down his cheek.
Isn't anyone tryin' to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Ryou proceeded down the bridge he was standing on and into the rest of the deserted park. A wet piece of newspaper rolled by, abandoned and lonely in the harsh wind. Just like me, Ryou thought, smiling sadly.
A shiver crept up his spine and patches of gooseflesh sprung up on his bare neck and arms. No one cares...
Wont 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
A figure quavered in the distance. He wasn't sure why he even bothered. 'Yep, it's official. I'm insane,' he thought to himself. Who but an idiot like him would want to take a walk through the park in weather like this?
Squinting, he noticed a slender figure standing a little ways away from the stone bridge. He recognized the drippy mob of ivory hair.
'Ryou?'
I'm looking for a place
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
'What am I doing out here?' Ryou silently wondered to himself. 'If I stay out here any minute longer, I will get pneumonia.'
Lifting his head he scanned the dreary grey horizon. There was no one. A sardonic laugh rippled through his body. Who were you expecting? The Queen of England?
'No, not the queen. Just someone who cares.' Ryou thought glumly.
Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
He quickened his pace, one thought jogging through his mind. 'What is Ryou doing here?' His black umbrella bellowed out after him and his hair of platinum blonde was left to bear the freezing rain.
His violet gaze was trained on the slim figure in the distance. 'I'm coming, Ryou...'
********************************************************************************************
Don't ask why I wrote this...
Uh, review? Please? ^^
