Crimson Tears
Kaehimi
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
"The Consequence"
The teacher glared at me, her eyes focused squarely upon mine. Actually, it felt as if every single person in the room was looking at me. I wouldn't have been surprised if that were true. It appeared she had read over the message, which I concluded from the reading glasses placed upon her nose. I did not need them to tell me what had happened, however, for the anger radiating from her was more than enough.
For once, the teacher seemed to be at a lost for words. She blinked, the best a creature as imbecilic as her could do. Resembling a squirrel who had recently fallen from a tree almost, except that would be downgrading the squirrel. Obvious, the Spirit heard my metaphor, for his laugher rang through my mind like daring bells of bravery. Frankly, I didn't blame him. The scene would have been quite humorous, had I not been the one in the center of it.
I choked back a gulp, for I absolutely refused to give her the satisfaction of my fear. For fear was pulsing through me, and the adrenaline, which had subsided, returned. I automatically took up the 'fight or flight' sense of mind, as my breathing quickened. Time seemed to slow for me, and every sound and sight was emphasized.
Everything faded into a greyscale tone, with the occasional tinges of red. The world swirled as energy soared and my strength grew. Somewhere, a pencil fell, and it hit the ground with a crash that seemed to match the roar of ocean waves against a seashore cliff. For a while, all was silent, and then it returned.
I could hear my heart thudding, each beat loud and sure, but it was too fast. The clock ticked softly in the background, an ever solid tock. I took comfort in that clock, the way it never changed, never sped up or stopped. With a deep breath and sheer force of will, I pushed my heart to match the gentle ticks. It seemed an eternity before everything fell into their right places, but could not have been more than several seconds.
Looking up, for my gaze had shifted, I stared back. I felt flames rise within me, and from the way they licked hungrily at everything in their pathway, I knew it could not be me. And yet, I was there, watching, and I could feel everything. But this hatred, this unearthly blackness, it could not have been mine. My mind was ripped from my head, as everything I was, my entire self, was pulled. It was as if I was being ejected to make room for something else, and as I soon realized, that was nor far from the truth.
After being compressed and shoved into a room of some sort, I unfolded myself. Or, I attempted to. Everything was so mussed up, together, cramped. Finally, I somehow managed to stand. Looking around at my surroundings, I concluded I was where the Spirit normally lived. However, the whole place had a light, fluffy sense that could never have belonged to him. This was meant for me. And yet, I somehow knew that somewhere close by, the Spirit had a room of his own. Perhaps it was slightly larger, although I highly doubted the idea.
No wonder he raged about, trying to get out.
Well, now that he had control of my body, which I assumed, I suppose there was nothing I could really do. Sitting down in a corner, I pressed my back against the wall, drew my knees to my chest, and waited.
Lapse of time...
Awaking with a sense of blurring in my mind, I yawned and stretched as much as I could. There wasn't a lot of room for that, much less moving around. So I stayed in my almost fetal position, curled up. Like always, sleep crept up upon me while I was vulnerably exhausted, and pulled its black fingers over my eyes. Thank Ra it was dreamless.
Kaehimi: So much for my 'promise'..._;..._;...This was _supposed_ to have been posted on August 13, my one year anniversary, but my laptop had to go and die on me, erasing nearly all my files. Thank goodness I had just backed it up recently. ^^; Sorry if it's a bit strange - I am currently down with the sickness. (Aka, I have a horrid cold.) I really appreciate all reviews, and again, I must apologize. So, sorry. =]