Anthy: Angsty, suicidal Yami chappy!
Anshi: Well…can ya blame him?
Anthy: No.
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Language of Love
Chapter Three: Tourniquet
I tried to kill the pain,
Yami stared at the knife in his hands, then at his wrist. It was still nighttime, Yugi was still asleep. Yami thought about Kaylynn again, and Seto wandered into his head.
But only brought more.
(So much more)
Yami tapped the knife against his forehead, deciding on where to cut himself. Seto was happier with Kaylynn around anyways. It didn't matter. But…why did Yami feel so betrayed?
I'm dying,
And I'm pouring, crimson regret, and betrayal.
Yami had already accepted that Seto chose Kaylynn. It was over and done. There was nothing left to do now. Nothing…but die.
I'm dying,
Praying,
Yami sat in the silence, tapping the blade against the floor. He unwrapped the bandage that Ryou had done, mending his previous cut. There was one long (healing) cut across his palm. Yami sighed.
Bleeding,
Screaming.
"Yami."
The boy so named jumped, looking around for who had spoken. It had sounded like Seto. Yami looked ahead. The shadowy scene played in front of his eyes, though he had lived it once already.
Am I too lost to be saved ?
Am I too lost ?
"Yami, you have it wrong."
"Tell me Seto! What do I have wrong?!"
My God! My Tourniquet,
Return to me salvation.
"If you'd just let me explain--!"
"It's too late Seto."
My God! My Tourniquet,
Return to me salvation.
Yami remembered Seto, pulling him close and telling him. Yami wished he could be back in Seto's arms.
Do you remember me ?
Lost for so long.
Yami pressed the knife against his wrist. No reason the think that he would be back in Seto's arms. It was just a dream.
Will you be on the other side ?
Will you forgive me ?
Yami cut his hand before his wrist, holding in the cry of pain wanting to get out. There was an urge to call someone, warn them…or something. He didn't want to live with the thought of Seto with…her.
I'm dying,
Praying,
Bleeding,
Screaming.
Blood poured from the wound in Yami's hand. This life had just been a dream. He would just pass into the next world, be given eternal rest. Seto didn't need him. He had Kaylynn.
Am I too lost to be saved ?
Am I too lost ?
The sun was peeking into the window. Yami saw the extent of his cut. It was longer and deeper than the glass wound.
My God! My Tourniquet,
Return to me salvation.
My God! My Tourniquet,
Return to me salvation.
"Yami!" Yugi was awake.
Yami suddenly felt afraid. Yugi was half crying, half yelling at him, telling him how much of an idiot he was being about Seto. Yami couldn't say anything to him.
(Return to me salvation)
"Let me die Yugi!" Yami cried, making Yugi stop. He pleaded for death.
(I want to DIE!)
Yugi wrapped his hand and ran for the phone, keeping Yami in his line of sight. Malik and Ryou were soon giving the pharaoh a piece of their minds about this. Malik headed off to Seto, to tell him.
My God! My Tourniquet,
Return to me salvation.
Seto heard of this, dropping all he was doing to listen. Kaylynn was at her house, knowing that Seto would have to choose one of them soon.
My God! My Tourniquet,
Return to me salvation.
Yami sat in the silence of the bedroom. He had heard. Seto would call. There was still nothing to live for. He would choose Kaylynn…
My wounds cry for the grave
My soul cries for deliverence
…and Yami would drift down and collide with nothingness.
Will I be denied ?
Christ! Tourniquet! My suicide.
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