Konichiwa everyone! This fic came to me while listening to Avril Lavigne's "I'm with you". This is my first fic so don't kill me if you don't like it. I am a major Ryou fan and I just had to write something with him in it. So go read it …….please!
This fic is angst so if you get depressed after reading it don't come crying to me! This story also yaoi. That means boys liking boys. So if you don't like it I would advise you not to read it.
Disclaimer
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh at all or the characters in it and if I did would I really be here right now?
I'm with you
By Firefly
Ryou's P.O.V.
It was dark. It was also raining. It was dark and raining. He has forgot to come. I had just started singing at the café a week ago. It took me days to tell my friends that I was singing there, and even longer for me to tell Bakura. He said he would come or at least that's what I thought he said. Maybe I heard him wrong or something. I was so psyched that he was going to come and see me do something I really loved.
I had hoped he would come and yet I didn't. I didn't know if I could take any more criticism from him. I could put up with the insults about me being weak, calling me feminine, I could even take it when he beat the crap out of me when he was drunk, but I couldn't listen to him say my voiced sucked. I just couldn't. I wanted to please him so much. To make him love me like I loved him.
My father always said that I got my beautiful voice from my mother, that her voice was like and angels, and that I was lucky I didn't get his because he could carry a tune if his life depended on it.
It took me awhile to actually get up the courage to sign up in the café. Me, always being the shy one, attempted at least five times until the waitress got fed up and asked me if I would like to sign up. So I did and I kept signing up, until they decided to let me be the opening act tonight. I was so happy that I got up the courage and asked him to come tonight. And like the complete loser I am I thought he would actually come to hear me sing. I hate myself. I hate him, but that would be a lie because I love him. I love you so much I want to kill myself so I can stop loving him. I never asked for this! I never wanted him and I most certainly never wanted to love him.
So here I am standing in the dark in front of a closed café, soaked from the rain. He's probably either at home passed out or he's still at the bar drunk. I know one thing though, I will get him into that café to hear me sing even if I have to die trying.
Sorry guys about that chapter. Please tell me what you think and if you think I should keep on writing this story. Don't forget to r + r please!!!!!!!!
