[pic]Glass palace
Chapter four
Disclaimer: don't own 'em
I brought the blunt end of the knife down onto Yami's head, instantly knocking him out. Obviously he had not been expecting such an outburst from me. Yami's knees collapsed beneath him, causing the fall of his body to the smooth, marble floor. Seto ran to him before I got to his body to wreak further damage.
He scooped up the body that looked so much like me lying there, blood covering the white floor. Yami's body lay limp in Seto's arms, blood slowly creeping out of the place I had hit. Seto glared at me before turning to exit the room, obviously to take Yami to the hospital. I made no move to vacate my space as tears overflowed my wide-open eyes.
Tears streamed down my cheeks in realization of what I had just done. I had just killed part of myself. And now, Seto hated me. The one person I loved more than any other hated me. The only reason I had attacked Yami was to preserve our love, not to kill it! The shattering of glass evades my thoughts once more, causing me to cry out in the agony of my realization. But my cries now fall on deaf ears for no longer is there anyone to save me.
No, No, now I stand alone. No Yami to save me. No Seto to comfort me. Just. Me.
~ POV- Seto
I ran. That's all I could do. That's all I could do for Yami- and for myself. Yugi has shattered his innocent shell and is now someone I don't know. I ran to a place where my car would be waiting to take Yami to the hospital. Why? Why would my Yugi do something like that? He's such a sweet kid. But I'd never seen this side of him! It's impossible, I tell myself trying desperately to bring reason to my world, he could never do something like this.
Not Yugi. But then again, people used to tell me that if you never get mad, than the anger builds up inside of you. They used to say that, in a way, it would explode. And it makes me wonder, is that what happened to my Yugi? We arrived at the hospital and, spastically, I jumped out of my car. My arms were weakened by the weight of my small love, but I managed to make it to the ER. Demanding that Yami be taken care of immediately, several nurses shoved through the crowd surrounding me to take him away. Instantly, I felt the impact of the weight being lifted from my arms. And I felt. empty.
They took him into the back, telling me that I could not follow. I put up no fight simply because I was tired and would rest in the waiting room. Sitting down in a chair near the ER door, I feel asleep quickly. In my dreams I saw Yami. I saw Yami's soul, black, like ash. Like a shadow. The shadow moved quickly in the dark, as though I was its prey.
And in a dark so unlike the night of our world, he whispered to me, " Embrace the light."
I reached out for him, to hold him. But I reached to air. My hand swept right through him. I awoke with a jerk, breathing at a heightened rate. Calming down to a point where my breathing was regular, I peered out the window. I hear the small splashing of rain onto the window I sit in front of. Rain drops drip down the glass and sides as I trace their paths carefully with my finger.
"Mr. Kaiba?" a blond nurse with a New York accent much like a friend of Yugi's peeked out of the door.
"Yes?" I answered.
"The doctor would like to speak with you."
I follow the nurse down the hall and into a small hospital room where I am instructed to sit and wait for the doctor to arrive. My Yami is positioned on the bed I sit next to, tenderly stroking his head. I bring my hand from the bandage placed on his head to the edge of his chin, kissing his wound. He looks so helpless hooked up to all this medical equipment. The door creaks open and a man in a white doctors coat enters the room, pulling up a chair next to me.
"Are you a relative of his?"
"Yes. A cousin."
I tell him, simply so I won't be kicked out of the room.
"I regret to be the bearer of bad news.. But your cousin is in a deep coma from the blow to his head. May I ask what caused such a severe wound?"
"He fell. Fell down the stairs." I told him meekly, a stunned look coming over my face. My pulse speeds up as I listen to the doctor telling me about my loves condition.
"Now, we don't know how long it will last, could be weeks, months, even years. We'll call you if he awakes." The doctor told me, nearly shoving me out of the door.
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Chapter four
Disclaimer: don't own 'em
I brought the blunt end of the knife down onto Yami's head, instantly knocking him out. Obviously he had not been expecting such an outburst from me. Yami's knees collapsed beneath him, causing the fall of his body to the smooth, marble floor. Seto ran to him before I got to his body to wreak further damage.
He scooped up the body that looked so much like me lying there, blood covering the white floor. Yami's body lay limp in Seto's arms, blood slowly creeping out of the place I had hit. Seto glared at me before turning to exit the room, obviously to take Yami to the hospital. I made no move to vacate my space as tears overflowed my wide-open eyes.
Tears streamed down my cheeks in realization of what I had just done. I had just killed part of myself. And now, Seto hated me. The one person I loved more than any other hated me. The only reason I had attacked Yami was to preserve our love, not to kill it! The shattering of glass evades my thoughts once more, causing me to cry out in the agony of my realization. But my cries now fall on deaf ears for no longer is there anyone to save me.
No, No, now I stand alone. No Yami to save me. No Seto to comfort me. Just. Me.
~ POV- Seto
I ran. That's all I could do. That's all I could do for Yami- and for myself. Yugi has shattered his innocent shell and is now someone I don't know. I ran to a place where my car would be waiting to take Yami to the hospital. Why? Why would my Yugi do something like that? He's such a sweet kid. But I'd never seen this side of him! It's impossible, I tell myself trying desperately to bring reason to my world, he could never do something like this.
Not Yugi. But then again, people used to tell me that if you never get mad, than the anger builds up inside of you. They used to say that, in a way, it would explode. And it makes me wonder, is that what happened to my Yugi? We arrived at the hospital and, spastically, I jumped out of my car. My arms were weakened by the weight of my small love, but I managed to make it to the ER. Demanding that Yami be taken care of immediately, several nurses shoved through the crowd surrounding me to take him away. Instantly, I felt the impact of the weight being lifted from my arms. And I felt. empty.
They took him into the back, telling me that I could not follow. I put up no fight simply because I was tired and would rest in the waiting room. Sitting down in a chair near the ER door, I feel asleep quickly. In my dreams I saw Yami. I saw Yami's soul, black, like ash. Like a shadow. The shadow moved quickly in the dark, as though I was its prey.
And in a dark so unlike the night of our world, he whispered to me, " Embrace the light."
I reached out for him, to hold him. But I reached to air. My hand swept right through him. I awoke with a jerk, breathing at a heightened rate. Calming down to a point where my breathing was regular, I peered out the window. I hear the small splashing of rain onto the window I sit in front of. Rain drops drip down the glass and sides as I trace their paths carefully with my finger.
"Mr. Kaiba?" a blond nurse with a New York accent much like a friend of Yugi's peeked out of the door.
"Yes?" I answered.
"The doctor would like to speak with you."
I follow the nurse down the hall and into a small hospital room where I am instructed to sit and wait for the doctor to arrive. My Yami is positioned on the bed I sit next to, tenderly stroking his head. I bring my hand from the bandage placed on his head to the edge of his chin, kissing his wound. He looks so helpless hooked up to all this medical equipment. The door creaks open and a man in a white doctors coat enters the room, pulling up a chair next to me.
"Are you a relative of his?"
"Yes. A cousin."
I tell him, simply so I won't be kicked out of the room.
"I regret to be the bearer of bad news.. But your cousin is in a deep coma from the blow to his head. May I ask what caused such a severe wound?"
"He fell. Fell down the stairs." I told him meekly, a stunned look coming over my face. My pulse speeds up as I listen to the doctor telling me about my loves condition.
"Now, we don't know how long it will last, could be weeks, months, even years. We'll call you if he awakes." The doctor told me, nearly shoving me out of the door.
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