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I don't own Yugioh.
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Here's the next and final chapter…I still don't know why I'm making all my poems into fics, but it gives me an excuse not to clean my room! ^.^;;;;
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Why?
Ryou walks down the street, his feet splashing the puddles of water. Covered in blood, he still wonders why Bakura acted the way he did, and why he hurt me that night…
'Why…?'
I fled the place I used to call home
I had many friends, but now I'm alone
If I run from myself, I'll never escape
I can't run forever; my soul's been raped
Could my dark, my yami, have been the cause?
…No, unlike me, he has no flaws
He was everything that I ever dreamed to be
Psychotic, yet brave…he'd never flee
Though I deny it, I know that he did this
He's the one who hurt me, though I'd never admit it
The question remains, the question is why?
He can't live without me, why would he want me to die?
Why did he put me through what he has?
I wasn't the cause for his horrible past
But he is for me, if just for that day
I never thought he would hurt me that way
I thought he was supposed to protect me forever
But now that I'm gone, I won't go back ever
He protected me only so he could go on
I knew inside he wished that I were gone
I still wonder why I'm even here
I lift up my hand and wipe the tears
I'm finally free, but it's not as it seems
It's not as nice as I saw in my dreams…
Ryou walks on and on, till he can't any longer. He reaches the Game Shop and looks inside:
'I could go in…but then they'd try to help, and that'd only make it worse!'
He never wanted to live with the evil spirit, for it always caused him more pain than happiness. Even if it wasn't literally painful, Ryou didn't enjoy being enslaved by his yami, as I'm sure you wouldn't. What would you feel if you weren't allowed to talk to you friends for fear they'd be hurt? Many don't understand the white-haired hikari, and many think he's bipolar because he certainly can't tell him he has a yami; They'd think him crazy all the same.
If you think I'm crazy, I won't argue with you
I can't deny this, can't say it's not true
He still stares into the glass window, wishing to enter.
'But should I tell them the truth?'
You came home that night, you'd gone to a bar
And for the first time ever, I don't know who you are…
Though nobody really knows what happened on that rainy day, some people say he went inside the shop, crying his eyes out while trying to explain to his tri-haired friend. Others say that he simply walked by, shrugging it off, thinking that going back to his old life was merely a fantasy. Whatever the case, now a year later, it is known of his whereabouts.
He no longer lives in the same house, but nearby. He still attends Domino High as a Junior, and has kept in contact with his friends. His yami still resides within the Millennium Ring, and Ryou hasn't been hurt since that night Bakura had come home drunk. He keeps a close eye on his yami, and his yami protects him. It's hard to believe how someone's entire personality can be manipulated by a drink. It's even harder to believe that people actually would create things that cause so many deaths, and then promote drinking it…and then the good people of the world try and correct this mistake, but to no avail.
No one knows why Bakura changed, but he's no longer the antisocial spirit he used to be. Ryou did change him, and that proves one thing:
Nothing's impossible…
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