Author: Junko the Lost
Disclaimer: Me no own!
~ Epilogue ~
Yuugi knelt in front of the gravestone, tears leaking out of his eyes, a hand resting on the cool, smooth surface of the stone. His violet eyes shimmered in the approaching darkness, the setting sun lighting up the sky with brilliant hues of red and orange and yellow.
"Hi Bakura," he whispered to the empty graveyard, his crystalline tears dripping on the ground. He placed a single, red rose on the grave and gave a shuddering sob. "I-I hope you're okay, wherever you are. I'm doing alright." Memories of that day came back. The day when he'd woken up in the wreckage of Bakura's house to find the body of the vampire laying lifelessly, even for an undead, on the ground.
He never had found out what had happened to the sorcerers, or Malik. He'd never seen or heard from Yami again. "I wish you were here," he whispered, standing up. He traced the name on the tombstone before turning around and walking from the graveyard. A wind gusted through the trees, blowing with a whistle across the grass. Yuugi climbed into his car, the whirring of the engine starting up as he rested his head against the wheel and let himself cry for a minute before wiping away the tears and driving the car away.
In the cemetery, the stone stood proudly, displaying the poem written lovingly on its front.
A thousand words couldn't bring you back,
I know because I tried.
Neither could a thousand tears,
I know because I cried.
You left behind a broken heart,
and happy memories too,
but I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
Written to Bakura, in loving memoriam
~ End ~
~ Epilogue ~
Yuugi knelt in front of the gravestone, tears leaking out of his eyes, a hand resting on the cool, smooth surface of the stone. His violet eyes shimmered in the approaching darkness, the setting sun lighting up the sky with brilliant hues of red and orange and yellow.
"Hi Bakura," he whispered to the empty graveyard, his crystalline tears dripping on the ground. He placed a single, red rose on the grave and gave a shuddering sob. "I-I hope you're okay, wherever you are. I'm doing alright." Memories of that day came back. The day when he'd woken up in the wreckage of Bakura's house to find the body of the vampire laying lifelessly, even for an undead, on the ground.
He never had found out what had happened to the sorcerers, or Malik. He'd never seen or heard from Yami again. "I wish you were here," he whispered, standing up. He traced the name on the tombstone before turning around and walking from the graveyard. A wind gusted through the trees, blowing with a whistle across the grass. Yuugi climbed into his car, the whirring of the engine starting up as he rested his head against the wheel and let himself cry for a minute before wiping away the tears and driving the car away.
In the cemetery, the stone stood proudly, displaying the poem written lovingly on its front.
A thousand words couldn't bring you back,
I know because I tried.
Neither could a thousand tears,
I know because I cried.
You left behind a broken heart,
and happy memories too,
but I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
Written to Bakura, in loving memoriam
~ End ~