Do you sleep?

Anthy: This is a ficcy I came up with while I was at camp.

Anshi: Thank Kilandra.

Anthy: Yeah, she helped me out.

Anshi: Help...it's good.

Anthy: Yessssss.

Anshi: This is a Yami-past-songfic.

Anthy: And the song is Do You Sleep

Anshi: By Lisa Loeb.

Anthy: You should listen to her music.

Anshi: By the way, Sheta is Egyptian for secrets.

Anthy: well...now you know.

Anshi: Hop to it!

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Do You Sleep?
Yami's heart danced once his mother, Sheta, told him the news. Nothing could have been greater than this. Nothing. The world was right and life was good.

Do you eat

"Your father..."

Sleep

"Is dead."

Do you breathe me anymore?

Yami couldn't give a rat's ass about anything that happened. Nor did he care that he ruled Egypt. Control, power, divine right, absolute monarchy, none of that mattered anymore. He didn't care. That bastard was dead, and life was good. He was an abusive father who was never around and almost always drunk. Yami remembered it, even though he was very young when it started.

"Your queen, Bastet..."

Yami listened now. Where his queen was involved, he listened. She was his. She had blue hair, adorned with golden string and cloth. Not only was she blind, her body was possessed by an ancient dragon, who had escaped from a stone tablet and was inhabiting her body. And that dragon was named Koryu.

"Bastet is dead too."

Do you sleep?

"She's...dead?"

Do you count sheep
Anymore?

Yami's heart once sang, now it mourned. But he briefly touched a bruise on his arm, and his sorrows melted away into nothingness. His father was dead. The abuse would stop. He excused himself and walked away to his room.

Do you sleep anymore?

He heard footsteps behind him. When Yami turned around, he saw Sheta. Her black hair hung limp on her back, and her kind black eyes were concerned. Yami invited her to sit and chat. He had no idea.

Do you take plight
On my tongue
Like lead?

"How long had it been going on?" Sheta asked.

Yami froze. She knew, and had known for a while. Yami thought to himself. How many years HAS it been? 3...4...5...?

"Five years." He answered.

Do you fall
Gracefully
Into bed
Anymore?

Sheta sighed and stood up. She walked over to her son and tenderly touched a fading bruise under his eye. Yami still winced.

I saw you
As you walked
Across my room

"You're 15 now."

"I know..."

"And you're a prodigy when it comes to the shadow games..."

"Yes mother..."

You looked
Out the window
You looked
At the moon

"But you're still my son. And if you fail, if you never forgive anyone, or if you never love anyone again, I will always love you."

Sheta kissed Yami on the forehead.

"Goodnight, my son."

"Goodnight mother."

And you
Sat on the corner
Of my bed

And you smoked
With the ghost
In the back
Of my head

Yami laid down and stared at the ceiling once she left. His mind was reflecting on what she had said. Was she hinting something? Was he going to do something awful? Was he going to turn out like his father?

I don't know
And I don't care
If I ever
Will see you
Again

The day passed quickly, and Yami found night again...still thinking about what Sheta had said. Her words still echoed in his ears. He found himself wandering in the courtyard. The stars were dim and torches were bright.

I don't know
And I
Don't care

Yami listened to the night birds calling out to each other in the dim light. Like a lullaby, that only birds knew.

If I ever
Will be there

Water rippled in the fountain, but there was no wind. Yami concentrated.

Do you eat

Yami strained to hear a voice, talking to itself. Whoever it was up to no good. Yami froze.

Sleep

Do you
Breathe me
Anymore?

Yami walked back, something bad was going to happen, he could feel it in his heart.

Do you sleep

Something plowed into him as he rounded the corner. He looked and saw a girl. She had Ryou style white hair and demonic black tattoos on her eyes. There were two black lightning bolts streaking from under her eyes and down her face. Her loot sack had ripped open and a golden, 4-point item with the same black lightning bolts and black eye marks on it.

Do you
Keep me

Yami's eyes fell on the item. It was his blind queen's favorite. And she was dead.

Anymore

The thief stood up to run, but Yami grabbed a handful of her long white hair and pulled her back.

You kick
My foot
Under the
Table

The girl dropped to the ground, balancing on her hands, and kicked Yami's feet out from under him.

I kick you
Back
Can't say
I'm able

All the commotion was sure to alert someone. The girl cut Yami with her clawed gloves. Blood slid down his cheek, under his right eye, just as two guards and Sheta ran in.

To stand
For you

"Anshi!" Sheta cried.

Or fall
For you

Upon hearing her name, the girl pushed Yami to the ground. She got a strong grip around his neck and held her claws millimeters above his eyes. She glared at Sheta and grinned.

"One move Sheta and his 'pretty' eyes will be on the ends of my blades." Anshi hissed.

Ever again

Sheta stepped forwards.

"Anshi, Bastet died the other night."

Wish for
A perfect setting

Anshi froze. Her grip loosened and her eyes widened. In that instant, the two guards rushed forwards and restrained her. Her loot and weapons fell to the floor.

Wishing that
I'm letting
You

Yami was dizzy when he stood up, and his rage was growing. He delivered his punishment then and there. Death. Sheta bowed her head. Anshi, in return, spoke her mind before she was dragged off.

Take me
Where you
Want me
All over again

"When you are reborn, 5000 years from now, you will find a white-haired girl of your dreams. You won't remember. This girl will be everything to you. And through her I will kill you."

You can't give
Yourself
Absolutely
Someone else

Sheta turned to Yami, sad about his decision. She had become friends with the thief, with the heart she had anyways. It was somewhat a shame to see a talent like her go so soon.

"I wish you wouldn't have..."

"Silence."

Yami's voice was cold and heartless. Sheta softly touched the cut on his face, but Yami pulled away and walked back to his chambers. Sheta sighed and turned to the streets. With tears in her eyes, she walked away from her son.

Now I don't know
And I
Don't care
If I ever
Will see you again

Yami stumbled into his room and sat on his bed. He thought about Anshi, soon to be sealed away in the darkest pit in Egypt. Served the bitch right.

I don't know
And I
Don't care
If I ever
Will be there

Yami stood up and walked to the balcony.

I saw you as you walked
Across my room

Yami looked at the moon, peeking out from behind the clouds.

You looked out the window
You looked at the moon

Yami turned at stared at the shadowy memories of himself. And the ghostly figure of his mother was there, sitting on his bed.

And you
Sat on the corner
Of my bed

But the shadowy figure disappeared in the tomb-like silence.

And you smoked
With the ghost
In the back of my head

Yami ran. He had to find Sheta! He had to find his mother. She said she would always love him. And he still needed her. He could see her. He called out to her. She turned and waited for him to catch up. Yami waited a moment to catch his breath.

"Mother...I'm sorry."

There! It was out.

Do you eat

"Sorry for what, my son?"

Sleep

Yami took a deep breath.

Do you
Breathe me anymore

"I'm sorry for not listening. I'm sorry for ignoring you. I'm sorry for everything."

Do you sleep

Sheta smiled, as did Yami.

Do you count sheep anymore?

But the moment was shattered as a sword poked out of Sheta's neck. Yami's eyes widened in fear. Sheta's hands curled around the blade and pushed it backwards, out of her neck. Then she dropped to the ground.

"Mother!"

Do you sleep anymore

Yami rushed to her side, new tears streaming from his eyes. Sheta slowly opened her eyes. Her voice was a whisper, and Yami Yugi listened.

"I...I am also sorry..."

"F-for what mother?" Yami's voice faltered.

"I am...sorry..."

Yami held his breath.

"I am sorry for...leaving you..."

Yami could swear his heart stopped.

"...for leaving you so soon."

And then she was gone. Yami pulled her close, tears pouring from his eyes. He kissed her forehead, like she had done to him.

And there, all alone, he cried.

I don't know
And I don't care
If I ever will be there

Will be there

End