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song lyrics
character thinking to themselves, you'll have to guess which ones
//Bakura to Ryou//
/Ryou to Bakura/
Same layout as before, but this time the song is "The Day that I Die" also by Good Charlotte. And this chapter is 5 pages long! Whooo! Go me! ^^
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One day I woke up
I woke up knowing
Today is the day I will die
Ryou. It was a cold, cold, early morning when he woke up. It was dark and everything was still, in and outside the old creaky house. The boy was uncannily cheerful, smiling as he opened his eyes. Bakura would not be up for an hour at the least.
I wonder what I should do before hand. I might never be able to do anything special again.
Cashdogg was barking
Went to the park and
Enjoyed it one last time
He got up from where he had fallen asleep against the frigid concrete wall. He carefully and quietly pulled a book out of a shelf. It was an old book. Ryou had always loved reading books.
He ran his finger along the binding and opened it up to the front cover. It was signed:
To my son, Ryou Bakura
on his second birthday.
Much love,
Mom
Ryou held back a few tears and shook uncontrollably. Was he really going to go through with his morning's plans?
Called my mother
Told her I loved her
And I begged her not to cry
Mom, Ryou thought, I love you too, don't cry and I'll be with you soon.
He put the book back in the shelf, and then walked up the stairs to the kitchen.
Something for Bakura, too...
Ryou opened the fridge, and long locks of white hair fell over his face. He'd eat no breakfast, it wouldn't be necessary. But Bakura would be hungry. He didn't know why he was making him food, but he wanted to delay what his mind was already set to do, making food was a distraction.
He grabbed a container of yogurt, and a spoon from the drawer. Placing them on the counter, he pulled a box of crackers, a plate, and a cup from the cupboards. He put the crackers on the plate, and filled the glass with water. Arranging everything just so, he went to the telephone desk, and grabbed a sheet of paper.
Wrote a letter
That said I'd miss her,
And I signed that goodbye
On the paper, he wrote a note telling Bakura that this was goodbye, not to miss him, though he also said that he probably wouldn't anyways. Ryou put the note under the yogurt container, using the container as a paperweight.
He'll get a shock out of that. Ryou smiled.
You know the happiest day of my life
I swear the happiest day of my life-
Is the day that I die
You made me come this far Bakura, are you happy for you actions yet? By the time you feel sorry for yourself, it'll be too late, thought Ryou to himself. But I'm going to a better place. A place where a fiend like you cannot interfere with what my life was supposed to be like without you. I won't miss you... that much.
Can you feel the cold tonight?
It sets in but it's all right.
Slowly, Ryou turned and went down the hall way quietly. He passed the staircase to the upstairs, past the closet he'd been locked in many times, past the living room, the second favorite torture chamber, past the burnt out light, past the latch to the attic where Bakura took residence, and to the bathroom near the back door.
I don't want him trying to save me, that is, if he cares enough and realizes in time of the costly mistake he'd made to make me cross the lines of being reasonable.
Darkness falls- I'm letting go.
All alone, but I feel fine.
Outside, it was dark. No one was suspecting anything drastic to happen that seemingly normal morning in Domino City. Yugi Mouto was asleep, in his soul room he had pictures of his yami and his friends. Yugi was the boy who always smiled. The boy who wouldn't understand Ryou's actions.
Ryou wasn't the type of person to get jealous, but he did wish his yami was a bit more like Yugi's. A friend, and guardian.
We took a drive and
We drove through DC
To see the places we lived
Ryou stood in the bathroom and looked himself over in the mirror.
Sad that it must end this way.
Snowy white hair that was like his mothers. Brown eyes like his dad. More memories flooded his mind. He had a little sister, but she died with his mom. Ryou wasn't sure, but he was little, and it may have been a car crash or something. Ryou also had a kitten. A white kitten to match his hair.
After mom died, Dad did everything he could to cheer me up. A kitten, books knick-knacks, and the Millennium Ring. Everything changed. Why? Why'd it have to be me? I...I could have done so much more with my life. Why is fate so cruel? Ah well... it'll all be over soon.
Long conversations
We talked of old friends
And all the things that we did
The summer nights,
Drunken fights, mistakes we made,
Did we live it right?
Memories. So many. Tears finally flooded over Ryou's eyes. He couldn't take this much longer. Gritting his teeth, he dashed the memories to bits.
I'll take more time to remember later, when I have all the time in the universe. In the lands of forever.
He wiped the tears away.
You know the happiest day of my life
I swear the happiest day of my life-
Is the day that I die
The reflection of Ryou in the mirror had fogged over eyes, lost in thoughts. Not crying anymore. When he snapped out of the thoughts of the coming procedure, he smiled.
I'm leaving now Bakura. And it's your entire fault. I'll never hear your insults again.
Can you feel the cold tonight?
Still smiling, he pulled a tiny razor out of the drawer.
It sets in but it's all right.
Putting it a centimeter or so above his wrist...
Goodbye.
Darkness falls- I'm letting go.
Down when the blade, a slice, and then again twice more. Ryou cringed. And sank to the floor.
Soon. Soon...
All alone, but I feel fine.
Elsewhere, at the moment, upstairs in the attic, Bakura's eyes snapped open. Something was wrong. A sense was tying a knot around the pit of Bakura's stomach. What was it...?
He pulled himself out of the blankets, and went to the attics latch. Opening it, he pulled himself down. He landed on the floor ungracefully. His hair was a mess, and he hadn't changed clothes last night. Looking both ways, he glared into the kitchen.
Food? Why was there food?
You know the happiest day of my life.
Walking to the kitchen quickly, the sense that something was amiss still growing; he looked at the note under the yogurt container.
Going? To...to kill himself?
Bakura stared at the note for a long time, mouth open in shock.
"No..." he said in disbelief, shaking his head, "No..."
I swear the happiest day of my life.
I know the happiest day of my life...
//Ryou? Where are you?// he asked through the mind link.
There was no answer given.
//RYOU?//
"No. No. No." Bakura said over and over again, turning to the hall, half-running down the hall. He'd never meant for anything like this to happen.
He stuck his head through every room in the hall, hoping to see Ryou, just in time to catch him from doing anything stupid. The last door in the hall was the bathroom...and there was Ryou. His eyes closed. And he was smiling softly. Leaned up against the wall, there was blood on the floor, on his jeans, and still freshly flowing from his wrists.
Is the day that I die.
"Ryou! No!"
Ryou lifted his head up and slowly opened his eyes.
"Goodbye, Bakura."
Bakura ran from the room, frantically making his way to the closet.
Linen. He needed cloth. A couple yards length.
Must save Ryou. Never meant to drive him this far... No! Bakura gritted his teeth and opened its door eagerly.
Inside his head, he heard Ryou, through the mind link:
/Can you feel the cold tonight?
It sets in, but it's all right.
Darkness falls I'm letting go.
All alone, but I feel just fine./
It was a verse from a song. So familiar. From Good Charlotte, called "The Day That I Die." How fitting. But Ryou, why? Thought Bakura.
Did I live it right?
I hope I lived it right.
Did I live it right?
I know I lived it right.
Bakura found what he was looking for and grabbed it from the closet quickly, dashing back to the bathroom. A bed sheet, yes, but Bakura ripped it lengthwise two times, and knelt down besides Ryou on the bloody bathroom tile floor. He tightly wrapped it around Ryou's wrists.
Please make it stop the bleeding!
I hoped I lived it right,
I know I lived it right.
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Ok, will our poor Ryou live or die? Any reviewers are very much appreciated.
The reason I'm not making this yaoi is simply because I don't write like that. I'm not....against it... its just *counts on fingers* who knows how many people I know would freak if I wrote that stiff. So maybe at the most Ryou will get an "I love you" nothing more. That is unless you reviewers convince me otherwise. Give me your opinions on what I should do for that.
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