AN: This is my first song fic. Well, actually a song chapter really. I've looked into quite a few and I've noticed that a lot of song fics are depressing. This chapter is no exception. Oh, and I also know that 'Rain' from the show Cowboy Bebop is used quite often, but I'm using it too. It's a pretty song and I really like it. It also fits rather well.

By the way, its also done in first person, from Seto's POV.

Chapter 12: Rain

~I don't feel a thing~

~and I stopped remembering~

~The days are just like moments turned to hours~

I seriously think time has stopped. I can't speak. I can't breath. I can't apologize. I can't even think in English! All I can do is stare at her in horror and shock, with my mouth hanging open. I try to think of the right words to say, but nothing is coming to me. Just a few words in Japanese.

"Gomen Nasai." I whisper before I let my instincts take over and I'm running. I'm running past the druggies, past the drunks, past the DJ and into the dancing crowd. Pushing past people, I pull on my coat and head out the door headless of the rain. All I know is that I need to get out of here…...... and Tea isn't trying to stop me.

~Mother used to say~

~If you want, you'll find a way~

~Bet mother never danced through fire shower~

~Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain~

~I walk in the rain, in the rain~

~Is it right or is it wrong~

~And is it here that I belong~

A flash of lightning lights up the sky and illuminates the rain for a second. I've been running blindly through the street for the past ten minutes but I can't stop. I can barely see a thing through the rain, but I know the way home well enough, and the occasional flashes of lightning brighten up my path. Every step I take splashes water onto my pants and coat. The water is everywhere. It's soaking through my pants, through my coat, through my shirt, into my shoes and socks but I don't care and, even if I did, I can't stop running. All I can do is run, though it pains my lungs and throat and feet. It's all I can think of to do. It's all I want to do.

~I don't hear a sound~

~Silent faces in the ground~

~The quiet screams, but I refuse to listen~

I close my eyes and try to shut out the screaming inside my head.

'I won't listen to you! I won't! I won't!' I tell it, as my eyes well up with tears. Tears of anger and frustration; tears of shame and self-loathing.

'Stupid crybaby! Wimp! Did you think she wouldn't find out? Baka! Stupid fool! You should have told her! Don't bullshit yourself. You were never going to tell her, were you? You're just a coward! A spineless, gutless coward! You were too scared to tell her the truth…...... but now she knows. And guess what?! She hates you!'

I feel the tears overflow and stream down my cheeks and mix with the rainwater that's dripping off my streaked hair, carrying the black dye onto my face. Wiping the tears and rain away, I try to crush the voice in my head, but it keeps yelling at me.

'She hates you! She hates you! She hates you! She hates you! She hates you! She hates you!'

And I keep on crying in fury and frustration.

~If there is a hell~

~I'm sure this is how it smells~

~Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn't~

~~~Flashback~~~

Hurrying down the alley, I pull the collar on my coat up to protect my neck from the rain. The rain, which had been present the entire weekend, had only recently turned into a thunderstorm, prompting me to wear my trench coat to the club. Walking into the club, I pull off my coat and shake a little of the water off it before folding it slightly and draping it over my arm. As usual, Tea is already waiting for me.

"Hey." I whisper in her ear.

"Hey. Is it still storming outside?"

"Yea. Raining cats and dogs. Well, April showers bring May flowers, I suppose."

"I know. It's also good or Valentine would have turned on the generators for no reason."

"The generators?"

"They power the sound system and exit-signs in case of a blackout." Tea told me.

"Oh." I nodded. It was probably very prudent of our bar tender as a sudden power outage could spark mass panic and cause several deaths. "Well. Shall we dance?"

"Why not?" She smiled at me as she dropped her arms around my neck and began to move in time with the music. The DJ was exceptionally good and we kept going for a while before there was a sudden break from the music. There was a couple seconds of muddled confusion before the DJ came on the microphone to reassure us that it was just a power outage but the music would be back on it a matter of seconds. Which it was.

"It's so dark in here." I muttered. "You can barely see anything with only the exit signs lit. Care to open your eyes?"

"Don't mind if I do." Tea laughed slightly. I smiled she'd begun to take my odd request—that she keep her eyes closed—better and now she seemed to do it without thinking. The DJ put on a slow song for a couples dance and Tea turned around to face me. Wrapping her arms around my waist, She allowed me to do the same as we danced slowly to the music.

"Ryu?" She asked, as she looked up at me. Looking down to ask what the question was, I blinked as all the lights in the club suddenly came on as the power outage ended. Pulling away sharply, she didn't seem to notice the other people around us as she stared into my eyes.

"Seto?" She asked her voice heavy with betrayal and dismay.

~~~End Flashback~~~

~Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain~

~I walk in the rain, in the rain~

~Am I right or am I wrong~

~And is it here that I belong~

~Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain~

~I walk in the rain, in the rain~

~Why do I feel so alone~

~For some reason I think of home~

I look up from the street and notice that I finally made it to my apartment building. I fling open the doors and hurry past the guards at the front desk, but I throw my wallet at them. I don't have time for an ID check. Deciding against the elevator, I run up the stairs even though my lungs, legs and throat burn and keep threatening to give out on me. I make it my floor and grope for the doorknob, but I can't get a firm grip on it. I finally manage to twist it enough to let me in and I fall inside my apartment. Grabbing the end table near the door, I manage to barely support myself.

"Seto?" I hear Mokuba ask and I look up. He's standing at the door to the living room—he must have been listening to a CD from Japan because I can still here it playing in the background. I let out a little cough and finally notice that he's staring at me like I'm bleeding to death. There's a mirror across the hall and I glance into it. I do look horrible, I realize. My shirt, coat, pants and shoes are oozing water and every inch of cloth is sticking to my skin, but the worst is my hair and face. The black dye I'd quickly sprayed in earlier is running down my face because of the rain hitting it. The worst is that when I rubbed the tears away, I'd smeared the black coloring everywhere. I wipe away my newest tears and watch as the dye coats my eye lids.

"Seto, are you alright?" Mokuba asks and I return my gaze to him. I try to consider the possible answers I could give him but I still can't seem think. Instead, I simply shake my head.

"No." I manage, deciding to go with the truth. I'm sick of lies for the moment. "I'm not alright."

Stumbling past him, I go over to the bathroom and close the door behind me. I need a long shower.

Gomen Nasai – I'm very sorry