Ryu- Hey yall. 'Sup? This is my 1st official story with my new name. Yes I realize I have been changing my name in 'Sugar High' but I wrote that while I was still Dragon-Stone.

So, you want to know what I wrote about this time?

Simple, this is a chapter about how I think Ryou feels about his Yami, his confusion and thoughts about death. This is written in Ryou's P.O.V.

So enjoy 'Suicide' and please don't forget to review.

Disclaimer and Warning- May contain OOCness and no I don't own Ryou or Yu- Gi-Oh!. I do own volume 1 and 2 of the English manga though. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Death is nothing but the next great adventure.

Like the ancient Egyptians three millennia ago, I believe that there is a life beyond this one.

And it is my hope that I will be happier in that one than in this one.

In this life I have been alone for all of my life.

I may have some 'friends' but they're really just people that I know, we aren't that close.

And then, there's my Yami. My abusive Yami who beats me regularly, sometimes for no reason at all.

I don't always know what goes on in his mind and sometimes I don't want to know.

He is a little..odd.

He is a power hungry psychopath that is bent on causing others pain and collecting all of the seven millennium items.

He doesn't care for anyone except for himself, not even me. Unless my life is in danger but that's only because i'm his host body.

Without me he is pure spirit, a wandering soul with no home.

And he knows it, that's why he hasn't killed me...yet.

I've no doubt he'd like to. He calls me weak and pitiful, but he doesn't pity me.

I've seen the murderous gleam in his eye too many times not to know that he hates me.

After he beats me, the next day at school people ask me why I have so many wounds.

I've told them so many different lies.

But my favorite one was when Bakura burnt me by throwing me into the fireplace.

I told everyone that I'm a terrible cook and got burned cooking some noodles on the stove.

Luckily my Yami keeps to himself most of the time and only comes out to beat me everyday.

So here I am, sitting on the couch quietly reading while I wait for him to come out for my daily beating. There is a knife on the table next to me.

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I have considered committing suicide but I'm not sure my Yami would let me.

Not because he worries about me, because he doesn't.

He'd probably think that death would be a reward for me. That I would actually be happy for once.

I don't know what he would do if I did die, but he wouldn't have anyone to take his anger out on anymore.

I would be free of him. I wouldn't be plagued by his presence anymore.

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He comes out of the Ring with that same evil smile on his face. He sees the knife and his grin widens.

I can already tell that I made a big mistake in leaving that knife out. He picks it up and inspects it.

He pulls out one of his hairs to test how sharp it is. He seems to be impressed when the hair is cut in half.

He picks me up by the collar of my shirt and slams me into the wall. I wince but it doesn't hurt that badly, because I know that the worst is yet to come.

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Ryu-

So how was that? My first attempt at a chapter told from Ryou's pov. Please review and tell me how I did. Also if you think I should keep going with this and any ideas would be very helpful and appreciated.

Thank you.