Whisper

Anthy: So go on and scream, scream at me, I'm so far away

Nail Bunny: You frighten me.

Anthy: I frighten a lot of people.

Nail Bunny: The people reading this for example?

Anthy: Well…

NB: They should know better.

Anthy: It's their own damn fault.

NB: sigh

Whisper

Weakness

I've been looking in the mirror for so long.

Yugi looked in the mirror, once, before returning to his room and opening the window. He stepped outside, standing on the air. He waited patiently for a portal in front of him to open. His fiery wings closed behind him as he stepped through into a world he barely knew.

That I've come to believe my soul's on the other side.
Oh the little pieces falling, shatter.

Yami slowly opened his eye again (seeing as there was a bandage over his left eye) and glanced around. His head was resting on a wooded bench, and his arms were in front of him, on his knees. There were silver manacles around his wrists, with silver chains connecting him to the wall.

Shards of me,
To sharp to put back together.

He slowly looked around the room, trying to see if anyone had been watching him for the past…whatever. He didn't feel the passage of time. Yami didn't know how many days he had been sleeping. His body still carried faint pain of his injuries, especially his eye (or lack-of) He tried to stand, but his legs were still weak and collapsed under him. Yami found himself face-down on the cold stone floor.

To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.

"Still not feeling well?" Yami glanced upwards to see Cervante. Yami slowly pushed himself (so he was sitting) and slowly nodded.

If I try to touch her,
And I bleed,

"It is a wonder that you haven't died yet." The dark angel said, watching Yami wrap his tattered wings around him for warmth. The nameless pharaoh was cold, and the sensation of the absence of warmth, was a generally new idea for him.

I bleed,
And I breathe,

"I'm going to relieve you of your shirt now. I have to see if you wound has begun to heal. It also needs new bandages." Yami looked at him before tucking his wings behind his back. Cervante muttered something and the black tank top that Yami had been wearing vanished into thin air.

I breathe no more.

Cervante slowly unwrapped the bandages covering the wound that Shaher had given the nameless pharaoh. The wound had begun to heal, but slowly. Cervante sighed and wrapped a new set of bandages around it. Yami sat in silence, either overwhelmed by fear or cold. Cervante sat back and studied Yami.
Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
"What is so special about you? Why haven't you died?" Cervante asked. Yami didn't answer, but asked his own question. He pointed to the new bandages and looked at Cervante with a questioning and innocent expression. The sound of the silver chains echoed through the room.
Lie to me,
Convince me that I've been sick forever.
Cervante threw his head back and laughed. Yami cringed, not expecting such an answer. "Lord Shaher stole who you are. He stole all of your joy and happiness. He took your happy memories and all that gave you hope. Lord Shaher left you with nothing but your sorrows, your fears, and your hatred." Again, Cervante laughed.
And all of this,
Will make sense when I get better.
"…w…why?" Yami found his voice for the first time in what seemed like ages.
"You are and have been a mere puppet. A hollow shell of a person. People are controlling you life, controlling you fate…"

I know the difference,
Between myself and my reflection.

"Liar!" Yami found strength in his legs and was on his feet. He had grabbed Cervante by the collar of his robe and pulled the dark angel to see eyes to eye with him. His anger was radiating from his body in waves. The moment was over, and Yami's strength left him. He crumpled to the floor, almost too weak to breathe. Cervante looked down at the nameless pharaoh.
I just can't help but to wonder,
"I might have figure out…the blessing…" Cervante twitched. He kicked Yami to make him roll over. In an instant, the dark angel grabbed the nameless pharaoh by the throat and slammed him against the wall.
Which of us do you love.
So I bleed,
"You risked you life for the Firebird's son! Then…do you have…" Cervante looked into Yami's eyes, into what was left of him. Fear, pain, hatred…
"You must have it!!! How else could you survive this long?!"
I bleed,
And I breathe,
There was no answer. Cervante dropped Yami, who fell into a heap and didn't bother trying to move. He stormed out of the cell, leaving the nameless pharaoh to brood and suffer. Yami wrapped his torn and ragged wings around himself in and effort to keep himself warm.
I breathe now...
Bleed,
I bleed,
Yugi gathered his thoughts and trudged through the snow. He would not risk exposing the fact that he was here by calling upon his mother or his own powers. There was still time. Yami was not dead yet. He was weak, and possibly unconscious, but he was not dead.
And I breathe,
I breathe,
"Deep in your smile I see the world seeing me, I'm free to be free, to be what I be. Thoughts from my heart on a warm spring day, my mind drifts away and dreams so they say…" Yugi smiled to himself and walked on.
I breathe-
I breathe no more
Anthy: Mew.
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