Seven Day Watch
By Katia-chan
A/N: Another angst fic, this one will finish on Valentines Day, and will go along with the other 3 or 4 I'm planning. I don't mean they'll be a series or anything, just separate V Day stories that have popped into my head. This will be updated every day until next Saturday. Enjoy!
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Day 1:
Dear Journal,
I signed Ryou into the hospital today.
That wasn't how I planned our day to go. He was supposed to go to school, come home, cook dinner for us and then sit in front of the TV and swear at his geometry homework and entertain me. He wasn't supposed to be late.
He wasn't supposed to keep Jou from beating up someone who was picking on the Pharaoh's brat. He wasn't supposed to have to stay after school to explain to the headmaster what happened. He wasn't supposed to walk home during rush hour.
Sometimes I don't know if that stupid hikari has any sense. He should've known better then to be lost in thought on the way home. He shouldn't have had his eyes closed and he shouldn't have gone in the street. That damned car should've been watching for innocent boys in the middle of the road, it should've stopped, but it didn't and now I hate it, and I hate him and I hate everything.
I lied; even my own body won't let me lie. As I'm writing about how much I hate him I'm splattering the page with tears I didn't want to shed.
His shout still rings in my head, because I was there to watch it all. I had come looking for him because he was so late. I was across the street when he walked in the middle of it. I screamed at him and he opened his eyes. He looked like a small frightened child as he simply stood and watched it approach.
I can still hear him scream my name as the car collided right into him. I can still see his body fly through the air and land at my feet.
Oh Ra! I can't stand this! I am sitting in his hospital room, and he is the sorriest sight I've ever seen. His chest is wrapped in bandages and he has wires stuck all over him. He is as white as his hair and the cuts on his face look like a child played with a crayon.
That child drew on my Ryou, and they will pay.
I pray, I am praying now that his eyes will open and he'll smile. He'll look at me and give that adorable little smile and say how I don't look very evil when I'm crying. Then I'll swat at his hand and he'll giggle. He'll get up and put his hand on my shoulder and wipe my tears away with his thin perfect white fingers.
Oh my holy Ra! Someone is touching my shoulder, could it be him?
No, it is only the Pharaoh. He doesn't look quite so regal now, he looks confused and scared and sad. He wants to know how Ryou is, but I don't want to tell him, so I just point at the bed and shake my head.
Looking makes me see that the beautiful finger that was supposed to wipe my tears is caught in the cast that his entire hand is wrapped in.
Yami looks at me and sighs and leaves. For that I am grateful, I do not want to be with anyone but him, and from what the doctors say I won't be with him for much longer.
Journal, I forgot how incredibly beautiful he is. I walk forward and touch his cheek, where there are no red lines, and it is soft and perfect. I wish for blindness, because then I could keep my hand there forever and pretend he is alright.
I can pretend that he is not here. We are at home and he is cussing out his homework and making me laugh. He's cooking dinner and I'm chasing him around the kitchen and he's poking me with the spatula. There's batter on it and I chase him faster for getting batter on my shirt.
.I can't pretend anymore. His ragged breathing is getting in the way and the heart monitor is beeping in my ears and I can't stay in my happy little world any longer.
I pray for the life of my hikari, my aibou, my tenshi,
And my love.
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A/N: All the chapters will be very short, and there will be a chapter for each day. This is being posted on Sunday but just pretend it's still Saturday k?
Review!
TTFN
Katia-chan
By Katia-chan
A/N: Another angst fic, this one will finish on Valentines Day, and will go along with the other 3 or 4 I'm planning. I don't mean they'll be a series or anything, just separate V Day stories that have popped into my head. This will be updated every day until next Saturday. Enjoy!
()()()()()()()(()()()))
Day 1:
Dear Journal,
I signed Ryou into the hospital today.
That wasn't how I planned our day to go. He was supposed to go to school, come home, cook dinner for us and then sit in front of the TV and swear at his geometry homework and entertain me. He wasn't supposed to be late.
He wasn't supposed to keep Jou from beating up someone who was picking on the Pharaoh's brat. He wasn't supposed to have to stay after school to explain to the headmaster what happened. He wasn't supposed to walk home during rush hour.
Sometimes I don't know if that stupid hikari has any sense. He should've known better then to be lost in thought on the way home. He shouldn't have had his eyes closed and he shouldn't have gone in the street. That damned car should've been watching for innocent boys in the middle of the road, it should've stopped, but it didn't and now I hate it, and I hate him and I hate everything.
I lied; even my own body won't let me lie. As I'm writing about how much I hate him I'm splattering the page with tears I didn't want to shed.
His shout still rings in my head, because I was there to watch it all. I had come looking for him because he was so late. I was across the street when he walked in the middle of it. I screamed at him and he opened his eyes. He looked like a small frightened child as he simply stood and watched it approach.
I can still hear him scream my name as the car collided right into him. I can still see his body fly through the air and land at my feet.
Oh Ra! I can't stand this! I am sitting in his hospital room, and he is the sorriest sight I've ever seen. His chest is wrapped in bandages and he has wires stuck all over him. He is as white as his hair and the cuts on his face look like a child played with a crayon.
That child drew on my Ryou, and they will pay.
I pray, I am praying now that his eyes will open and he'll smile. He'll look at me and give that adorable little smile and say how I don't look very evil when I'm crying. Then I'll swat at his hand and he'll giggle. He'll get up and put his hand on my shoulder and wipe my tears away with his thin perfect white fingers.
Oh my holy Ra! Someone is touching my shoulder, could it be him?
No, it is only the Pharaoh. He doesn't look quite so regal now, he looks confused and scared and sad. He wants to know how Ryou is, but I don't want to tell him, so I just point at the bed and shake my head.
Looking makes me see that the beautiful finger that was supposed to wipe my tears is caught in the cast that his entire hand is wrapped in.
Yami looks at me and sighs and leaves. For that I am grateful, I do not want to be with anyone but him, and from what the doctors say I won't be with him for much longer.
Journal, I forgot how incredibly beautiful he is. I walk forward and touch his cheek, where there are no red lines, and it is soft and perfect. I wish for blindness, because then I could keep my hand there forever and pretend he is alright.
I can pretend that he is not here. We are at home and he is cussing out his homework and making me laugh. He's cooking dinner and I'm chasing him around the kitchen and he's poking me with the spatula. There's batter on it and I chase him faster for getting batter on my shirt.
.I can't pretend anymore. His ragged breathing is getting in the way and the heart monitor is beeping in my ears and I can't stay in my happy little world any longer.
I pray for the life of my hikari, my aibou, my tenshi,
And my love.
()()()()()()()()()()()()
A/N: All the chapters will be very short, and there will be a chapter for each day. This is being posted on Sunday but just pretend it's still Saturday k?
Review!
TTFN
Katia-chan
