Hola!! Hahaha....I don't speak a WORD of Spanish....anyway...I don't know if this is possible...but this is something that popped into my head one day...I hope you enjoy it and want to stick with me!
Dimitri: I don't know why they'd want to...
Shove it, boy...don't mess with my genki, genki mood!! Ok? I hate people who think I won't amount to anything! Well, BOOYAH!!
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I don't see what is so special about this day that always makes my hikari so depressed. It isn't the anniversary of his mother's death...that was months ago...in July, ironic, yes? The warmest month makes the warmest person I know frigid. It's been like this since I've known him...he always becomes withdrawn on this day, too depressed to almost move. I'm uncertain his father even knows about it, even though the man usually manages to make it back home today, even if it's for a few moments...Ryou puts up a happy face for his idol until the man leaves and, as he did today, breaks down. When he's finished, you can always tell that he's emotionally exhausted, but he always gets up and plays that damned piano of his. It always confuses me so, and I don't like to be confused at all.
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My fingers pound furiously at the keys of the piano. They spell out a depressing melody, perfect for my mood. He can't know, I'll never tell him. I had put up a strong front for my father earlier today and then collapsed into Bakura's arms, relieved that the man was gone. Sure, I look up to him, which is why I have to make him believe he made the right decision, but I feel horrible every time I think about it...it makes my stomach churn in agony and tears fall down my cheeks. The tune becomes angry, frantic, rushed, my inner turmoil spilling out through my fingertips. My soul spills all its secrets into a melody, harmony, chords. I strike the final chord and let it hang in the silence pressing about us, silently devouring the sanity I've worked so hard to maintain. In a sudden rush of anger, I slam the key cover down and storm up the stairs, throwing myself on my bed and falling asleep.
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How did you like it? ^_____^ I hope that I didn't give out too many hints...I really do...It's just...I'm trying to make this move at a moderate pace so that you don't get too bored and it doesn't end soon. In case you're wondering, I made Ryou play the piano because it's such a dramatic instrument...plus, it's beautiful.
Disclaimer: I don't own nothin'...I even stole Domi's piano...ack! not the one from my friend's story...his other one...that was a creepy. Pieces!!
Dimitri: I don't know why they'd want to...
Shove it, boy...don't mess with my genki, genki mood!! Ok? I hate people who think I won't amount to anything! Well, BOOYAH!!
~*~*~*~
I don't see what is so special about this day that always makes my hikari so depressed. It isn't the anniversary of his mother's death...that was months ago...in July, ironic, yes? The warmest month makes the warmest person I know frigid. It's been like this since I've known him...he always becomes withdrawn on this day, too depressed to almost move. I'm uncertain his father even knows about it, even though the man usually manages to make it back home today, even if it's for a few moments...Ryou puts up a happy face for his idol until the man leaves and, as he did today, breaks down. When he's finished, you can always tell that he's emotionally exhausted, but he always gets up and plays that damned piano of his. It always confuses me so, and I don't like to be confused at all.
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My fingers pound furiously at the keys of the piano. They spell out a depressing melody, perfect for my mood. He can't know, I'll never tell him. I had put up a strong front for my father earlier today and then collapsed into Bakura's arms, relieved that the man was gone. Sure, I look up to him, which is why I have to make him believe he made the right decision, but I feel horrible every time I think about it...it makes my stomach churn in agony and tears fall down my cheeks. The tune becomes angry, frantic, rushed, my inner turmoil spilling out through my fingertips. My soul spills all its secrets into a melody, harmony, chords. I strike the final chord and let it hang in the silence pressing about us, silently devouring the sanity I've worked so hard to maintain. In a sudden rush of anger, I slam the key cover down and storm up the stairs, throwing myself on my bed and falling asleep.
~*~*~*~
How did you like it? ^_____^ I hope that I didn't give out too many hints...I really do...It's just...I'm trying to make this move at a moderate pace so that you don't get too bored and it doesn't end soon. In case you're wondering, I made Ryou play the piano because it's such a dramatic instrument...plus, it's beautiful.
Disclaimer: I don't own nothin'...I even stole Domi's piano...ack! not the one from my friend's story...his other one...that was a creepy. Pieces!!
