Ariku: Thanks for the review Mya Starnight, and truth be told, I'm one of those people who have a list entitled "People Who Hate Me And Want Me To Die", ya know? Yup, pretty much why I have nothing better to do then this. It's my escape. I just love writing.
Disclaimer: Ariku does not own Yu-Gi-Oh. And she doesn't own the song 'Down' by Motograter. 'Nuff said.
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Chapter 8: Everlasting Pain
-Lucia's Point Of View-
I sink down next to Bakura, whose up against a fence that looks way too high to make an effective escape over. I study the fence for a while and jump at the sound of Bakura's voice. He seems to be keen to what I'm up to.
"Don't bother, you'd never make it over before a teacher caught you by your ankles and pulled you down onto your ass." He says with a smirk.
I raise a brow. "Why are you in school anyways, Baku? Seems hardly necessary for a five-thousand year old tomb robber." He looks at me, shock evident upon his face.
"What are talking about?" He laughs nervously. "Don't bother playing that, Ryou told me all about it during first and third period." Which means I actually am getting too damn attached.
"I'm in school because there are lots of people to kill," he seethes.
"Right, right." I stick out my tongue and then start munching on my lunch. I all of a sudden hear this yacking sound, and whatdya know, there's some kid puking in the trashcan about ten feet away from me.
And all of a sudden… I'm feeling a little queasy. I look at my lunch and feel myself turn green. On second thought… I can hold off 'til later in the evening for food. Not after seeing and hearing that performance could I even have the irony to eat. Disgusting.
As I walk to a faraway trashcan to toss my lunch, I spot Ryou heading my way.
"Where ya goin'?" He asks me cheerfully. Cute. Too cute. "I'm going home." I reply as I toss the tray of food into the garbage. "Oh c'mon Lucia, that's ditching!"
"How perceptive of you." I sneer. I turn on my heel to leave, but I'm caught by a pair of slender arms. They pull me into a hug, catching me way off guard. Ryou…?
"Don't go." He says into my shoulder, making me feel a bit flustered. I quickly push him away and hide my blushing as best I can. "You know what Ryou, I'm sorry…" I trail off, staring into those brown orbs, hurt evident within them.
"I just have to go. School doesn't like me, and I don't like it." I run off and decide the fence wouldn't be fast enough.
I needed out now.
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After searching for what seemed like an eternity, Lucia finally found a way out of the school that she had already grown to despise. After quickly calculating a few things, she decided it indeed was the safest way out. All the scenarios she played out in her head with the other exits ended in disaster.
She pushed one of the large doors open and ran. As fast as her legs would take her. She would not stop until she reached her apartment. Not for anything. She continued to imagine those arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her close.
"He just didn't want me to go, that's all." She reassures herself. 'Blech, I know he's Bakura's anyway.' That didn't make things any better.
She bound up the stairs of the apartment building at an alarming speed, nearly knocking over a man who was trying to balance several flower pots in his arms. Poor guy.
She quickly unlocked her apartment door, stepped in, and slammed the door behind her. She shed her school uniform, leaving it in a trail from the front door to the bathroom. She felt like showering after all the running she had done.
Who knew she was going to face the biggest shock of her life soon enough. Deep down inside, she wanted to see her brother again more than anything.
She'd be regretting that wish. Insanity would not be easy on her.
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Ryou stomped up to Bakura and growled as menacingly as he could. Which, may I just say, isn't very menacing at all. "What did you do!?" he hollered, looking quite agitated. "What ever do you mean?" Bakura said with a smile as he looked up at his hikari.
"Lucia just ditched!" Ryou put his hands on his hips and narrowed his eyes. "She wasn't around me for more then five minutes, so it couldn't of been my fault, aibou." "Then why…? Ugh, she's either in the principal's office, or on her way to who the hell knows where."
Bakura snickered, "Knowing her, she's long gone. She's not stupid. Just strange." He had cheered on the kid who had been barfing up his lunch near Lucia. Could that be why she had left? It had to have been something more than just that.
Ryou sunk down next to 'Kura and hit his own forehead several times. "Stupid, stupid, stupid. She probably hates me." "Why, hikari?" "No reason…" he sighed.
'After school, I'm going to see her' he thought before closing his eyes and tucking his head to his chest.
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Lucia pulled the shower curtain back and stepped out, shivering slightly. The shower had helped, but she hadn't made a very good decision in taking her bandages off. She touched her flesh wound tenderly and cringed. "Damn that hurts!"
She grabbed a towel and wrapped herself up, tucking it tightly under her arms. As she stepped out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, an unfamiliar sound met her ears. No, she knew she had heard it before…
She couldn't hear it very well, but it was there. Lingering in the air. "Singing?" she asked the air. It made no reply. Why was she expecting it to?
"You love him… don't you?" That voice… it froze her very core. "L-love who?" She stuttered in reply, looking around frantically.
"Ryou. You just can't… help but get close to someone once you've lost me. I know it's true."
She felt her heart constrict and she gasped for breath, falling back onto her bed. Once, it was his bed. "R-ryou? I-I don't love h-him…" she managed to choke out. "Don't LIE!" The voice hissed.
"You've grown up. But on the inside, you'll always be that child. That helpless, innocent child. It's your nature to seek love and protection, at any cost. The one that drove me to the breaking point."
"Who are you?" she pleaded, a tear rolling down her pale cheek. That voice… it tore her heart to shreds. She somehow found the strength to stand… and she made her way to the bedroom door, intending on looking in the living room for this mysterious voice.
"Ryou is a nice boy… but just wait and see how he reacts if you dare tell him of your feelings. He has a lover, who is a part of his very soul. I know you can't compete with that… because you always relied on my soul. You barely have a soul of your own."
"I have a soul, goddamnit! Now don't you dare avoid my question! Who are you!?" she screamed, clutching her side in agony.
"My sweet little Lucia… does being away from me hurt you that much? So much that you seek love from someone you barely know?"
She froze. 'My sweet little Lucia…' Only one person had ever called her that. Her eyes darted to the couch, and widened to an quite irregular size at who was sitting there. Casually, infact.
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Ryou had stormed out during fifth period, running to Lucia's apartment. He was worried. Hell, he couldn't stop shaking. His mind kept forming images of Lucia hanging herself, or slitting her wrists.
He didn't want that. For Christ's and Ra's sake, he did not want that to happen.
He rushed down the street to her apartment at full speed, backpack bouncing gracefully. 'Please be there' he thought, nearly crying. 'She'll be there, and she'll be ok,' he reassured himself. He still doubted it.
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The back of somebody's head was facing her, the owner's face towards the TV. Black hair. Lucia took a step closer. Tan skin that had paled greatly… It appeared to be a man. He was… humming to himself.
She stepped closer, five feet or so from this mysterious person. She knew… who it had to be. She just refused to believe it. Suddenly, he turned around, and the two met eyes.
Gray, emotionless orbs that seemed so sad and alone… met frightened orbs of violet. "Little sister." He whispered, getting up from the couch.
"B-big brother?" she took a step back, not entirely sure of what to think.
She made a move to walk away, but he strode over quickly and captured her in his arms. His body… it held no warmth as it had before. It felt as if he was just half a soul. Half of who he used to be.
"Please let me go, Messiah," she sobbed, not returning his embrace.
"I'm so sorry Lucia…" He buried his face in her hair, taking in the fragrance of his living sister. His own flesh and blood that thrived when he himself did not. It did not anger him, as it would some.
He had made his choice, and he would not be mad at himself or his sister. He regretted leaving her, though.
"Why?" she murmured, holding back tears. "It was fated, little sister." Messiah held her, Lucia's head on his chest, up against where his heart was supposed to be beating.
She didn't hear a heartbeat. The creature that was holding her was… dead. 'How…? How did he get here? Am I just going insane? I have to be but… then why do I feel him? He feels so real…'
"Why do you seem so uneasy, Lucia?" He breathed into her neck. Even his breath was icy… "Because… you're supposed to be…" She cut herself off. She didn't want to say that last word.
"Dead?" He sighed and pulled her closer. "I was trapped between purgatory and heaven, little sister. Neither… will accept me. Not without you."
The stereo had somehow turned itself on yet again, and Messiah muttered to the words of the song to his little Lucia. His way into heaven or hell, whichever he decided.
"We're falling… Throughout eternity… The clock is ticking… And you're still counting sheep… You're still half asleep…"
"Shrouded, Beneath the vail of tragedy… When death comes calling… Who will you believe?"
"What do you mean? Not without me?" Horror. She felt real, bone-chilling horror. But she needed to be with her brother… it was an instinct. He protected her. Loved her.
"Without you, tenshi, I am forever bound to oblivion. Without you… I'm nothing, which is why neither heaven or hell will open for me." "But you're a human being, Messiah! You don't need me for anything. It was always I who needed you…"
He looked down, and ran his fingers down her skin. It was warm. The kind of warmth he missed in his non-living state. "I'm no longer human. Lucia, I need you. I need you to come to the afterlife with me. I can fulfill my promise then. Nothing will ever, ever take me away from you."
"You took yourself away from me, goddamnit!" She struggled to free herself, but his grip was too tight. She was stuck in his embrace. He held onto her with one arm, removing a knife from his back pocket.
"I swear little sister… death is an ethereal experience. It'll hurt at first, but I promise it will get better. We'll be together forever, as brother and sister are meant to be." He said as he slowly raised the knife. It glistened, reflecting Lucia's terrified face.
She seemed hypnotized then. She closed her eyes, waiting for the knife to pierce through her mortal body. End her life. She was tired of living in pain.
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Ryou dashed up the steps and once he reached Lucia's door, he stopped. He could hear light voices inside. 'Who… could that be?' he thought as he shoved the key into the lock. He could hear music aswell.
But it was the two voices that confused him. He turned the doorknob and walked in slowly, "Lucia? Are ya here?"
He spotted the two in the center of the living room, Lucia completely naked, being hugged by some guy. But… wait. 'Is that…? Messiah?' His eyes drew towards the knife that he was ready to stab into Lucia's side, the exact side where her wound was.
Ryou reacted rather suddenly. He ran, and slammed himself into Messiah's dead body, sending them both down hard onto the floor. Ryou rubbed his shoulder and looked up at Lucia, who looked to be in a state of shock.
"I was so CLOSE!" The livid Messiah growled, eyes going completely black. He looked so soulless... He then disappeared. Faded away back into oblivion where he would wait to claim his sister at another time.
Lucia snapped out of her shock and walked over to Ryou, falling to her knees by his side, tears threatening to spill. "You saved me," she whispered, voice full of gratitude and sorrow.
"I couldn't let him kill you. How could you even let him come close? That thing is not your brother, Lucia!" Ryou pleaded, looking at her with glazed eyes.
"He was my brother, Ryou." Lucia began to cry, and Ryou sat up, ready to comfort her in the only way that had crossed his mind at the moment.
Warm, sweet lips covered Lucia's own, holding back her sobs and hiccups. Those lips that Ryou vowed only Bakura would ever have. He didn't know what he was doing… but it felt so right.
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Ariku: I'm sorry… I turned lazy… Please don't kill me…
Miya: Nobody even knows who she's talking to… She's been going on like this for a whole day now…
Ariku: Death… love… eternal bondage… hell… heaven… agony...
Miya: SNAP OUT OF IT!
Ariku: I had to make her so tormented… This emotional wreck that is innocent, and yet rude and arrogant… A void living with overwhelming amounts of pain and despair... Such a lovely concept…
Miya: My Ra, would you PLEASE STOP!?! You might scare off the few reviewers you have!!!
Disclaimer: Ariku does not own Yu-Gi-Oh. And she doesn't own the song 'Down' by Motograter. 'Nuff said.
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Chapter 8: Everlasting Pain
-Lucia's Point Of View-
I sink down next to Bakura, whose up against a fence that looks way too high to make an effective escape over. I study the fence for a while and jump at the sound of Bakura's voice. He seems to be keen to what I'm up to.
"Don't bother, you'd never make it over before a teacher caught you by your ankles and pulled you down onto your ass." He says with a smirk.
I raise a brow. "Why are you in school anyways, Baku? Seems hardly necessary for a five-thousand year old tomb robber." He looks at me, shock evident upon his face.
"What are talking about?" He laughs nervously. "Don't bother playing that, Ryou told me all about it during first and third period." Which means I actually am getting too damn attached.
"I'm in school because there are lots of people to kill," he seethes.
"Right, right." I stick out my tongue and then start munching on my lunch. I all of a sudden hear this yacking sound, and whatdya know, there's some kid puking in the trashcan about ten feet away from me.
And all of a sudden… I'm feeling a little queasy. I look at my lunch and feel myself turn green. On second thought… I can hold off 'til later in the evening for food. Not after seeing and hearing that performance could I even have the irony to eat. Disgusting.
As I walk to a faraway trashcan to toss my lunch, I spot Ryou heading my way.
"Where ya goin'?" He asks me cheerfully. Cute. Too cute. "I'm going home." I reply as I toss the tray of food into the garbage. "Oh c'mon Lucia, that's ditching!"
"How perceptive of you." I sneer. I turn on my heel to leave, but I'm caught by a pair of slender arms. They pull me into a hug, catching me way off guard. Ryou…?
"Don't go." He says into my shoulder, making me feel a bit flustered. I quickly push him away and hide my blushing as best I can. "You know what Ryou, I'm sorry…" I trail off, staring into those brown orbs, hurt evident within them.
"I just have to go. School doesn't like me, and I don't like it." I run off and decide the fence wouldn't be fast enough.
I needed out now.
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After searching for what seemed like an eternity, Lucia finally found a way out of the school that she had already grown to despise. After quickly calculating a few things, she decided it indeed was the safest way out. All the scenarios she played out in her head with the other exits ended in disaster.
She pushed one of the large doors open and ran. As fast as her legs would take her. She would not stop until she reached her apartment. Not for anything. She continued to imagine those arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her close.
"He just didn't want me to go, that's all." She reassures herself. 'Blech, I know he's Bakura's anyway.' That didn't make things any better.
She bound up the stairs of the apartment building at an alarming speed, nearly knocking over a man who was trying to balance several flower pots in his arms. Poor guy.
She quickly unlocked her apartment door, stepped in, and slammed the door behind her. She shed her school uniform, leaving it in a trail from the front door to the bathroom. She felt like showering after all the running she had done.
Who knew she was going to face the biggest shock of her life soon enough. Deep down inside, she wanted to see her brother again more than anything.
She'd be regretting that wish. Insanity would not be easy on her.
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Ryou stomped up to Bakura and growled as menacingly as he could. Which, may I just say, isn't very menacing at all. "What did you do!?" he hollered, looking quite agitated. "What ever do you mean?" Bakura said with a smile as he looked up at his hikari.
"Lucia just ditched!" Ryou put his hands on his hips and narrowed his eyes. "She wasn't around me for more then five minutes, so it couldn't of been my fault, aibou." "Then why…? Ugh, she's either in the principal's office, or on her way to who the hell knows where."
Bakura snickered, "Knowing her, she's long gone. She's not stupid. Just strange." He had cheered on the kid who had been barfing up his lunch near Lucia. Could that be why she had left? It had to have been something more than just that.
Ryou sunk down next to 'Kura and hit his own forehead several times. "Stupid, stupid, stupid. She probably hates me." "Why, hikari?" "No reason…" he sighed.
'After school, I'm going to see her' he thought before closing his eyes and tucking his head to his chest.
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Lucia pulled the shower curtain back and stepped out, shivering slightly. The shower had helped, but she hadn't made a very good decision in taking her bandages off. She touched her flesh wound tenderly and cringed. "Damn that hurts!"
She grabbed a towel and wrapped herself up, tucking it tightly under her arms. As she stepped out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, an unfamiliar sound met her ears. No, she knew she had heard it before…
She couldn't hear it very well, but it was there. Lingering in the air. "Singing?" she asked the air. It made no reply. Why was she expecting it to?
"You love him… don't you?" That voice… it froze her very core. "L-love who?" She stuttered in reply, looking around frantically.
"Ryou. You just can't… help but get close to someone once you've lost me. I know it's true."
She felt her heart constrict and she gasped for breath, falling back onto her bed. Once, it was his bed. "R-ryou? I-I don't love h-him…" she managed to choke out. "Don't LIE!" The voice hissed.
"You've grown up. But on the inside, you'll always be that child. That helpless, innocent child. It's your nature to seek love and protection, at any cost. The one that drove me to the breaking point."
"Who are you?" she pleaded, a tear rolling down her pale cheek. That voice… it tore her heart to shreds. She somehow found the strength to stand… and she made her way to the bedroom door, intending on looking in the living room for this mysterious voice.
"Ryou is a nice boy… but just wait and see how he reacts if you dare tell him of your feelings. He has a lover, who is a part of his very soul. I know you can't compete with that… because you always relied on my soul. You barely have a soul of your own."
"I have a soul, goddamnit! Now don't you dare avoid my question! Who are you!?" she screamed, clutching her side in agony.
"My sweet little Lucia… does being away from me hurt you that much? So much that you seek love from someone you barely know?"
She froze. 'My sweet little Lucia…' Only one person had ever called her that. Her eyes darted to the couch, and widened to an quite irregular size at who was sitting there. Casually, infact.
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Ryou had stormed out during fifth period, running to Lucia's apartment. He was worried. Hell, he couldn't stop shaking. His mind kept forming images of Lucia hanging herself, or slitting her wrists.
He didn't want that. For Christ's and Ra's sake, he did not want that to happen.
He rushed down the street to her apartment at full speed, backpack bouncing gracefully. 'Please be there' he thought, nearly crying. 'She'll be there, and she'll be ok,' he reassured himself. He still doubted it.
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The back of somebody's head was facing her, the owner's face towards the TV. Black hair. Lucia took a step closer. Tan skin that had paled greatly… It appeared to be a man. He was… humming to himself.
She stepped closer, five feet or so from this mysterious person. She knew… who it had to be. She just refused to believe it. Suddenly, he turned around, and the two met eyes.
Gray, emotionless orbs that seemed so sad and alone… met frightened orbs of violet. "Little sister." He whispered, getting up from the couch.
"B-big brother?" she took a step back, not entirely sure of what to think.
She made a move to walk away, but he strode over quickly and captured her in his arms. His body… it held no warmth as it had before. It felt as if he was just half a soul. Half of who he used to be.
"Please let me go, Messiah," she sobbed, not returning his embrace.
"I'm so sorry Lucia…" He buried his face in her hair, taking in the fragrance of his living sister. His own flesh and blood that thrived when he himself did not. It did not anger him, as it would some.
He had made his choice, and he would not be mad at himself or his sister. He regretted leaving her, though.
"Why?" she murmured, holding back tears. "It was fated, little sister." Messiah held her, Lucia's head on his chest, up against where his heart was supposed to be beating.
She didn't hear a heartbeat. The creature that was holding her was… dead. 'How…? How did he get here? Am I just going insane? I have to be but… then why do I feel him? He feels so real…'
"Why do you seem so uneasy, Lucia?" He breathed into her neck. Even his breath was icy… "Because… you're supposed to be…" She cut herself off. She didn't want to say that last word.
"Dead?" He sighed and pulled her closer. "I was trapped between purgatory and heaven, little sister. Neither… will accept me. Not without you."
The stereo had somehow turned itself on yet again, and Messiah muttered to the words of the song to his little Lucia. His way into heaven or hell, whichever he decided.
"We're falling… Throughout eternity… The clock is ticking… And you're still counting sheep… You're still half asleep…"
"Shrouded, Beneath the vail of tragedy… When death comes calling… Who will you believe?"
"What do you mean? Not without me?" Horror. She felt real, bone-chilling horror. But she needed to be with her brother… it was an instinct. He protected her. Loved her.
"Without you, tenshi, I am forever bound to oblivion. Without you… I'm nothing, which is why neither heaven or hell will open for me." "But you're a human being, Messiah! You don't need me for anything. It was always I who needed you…"
He looked down, and ran his fingers down her skin. It was warm. The kind of warmth he missed in his non-living state. "I'm no longer human. Lucia, I need you. I need you to come to the afterlife with me. I can fulfill my promise then. Nothing will ever, ever take me away from you."
"You took yourself away from me, goddamnit!" She struggled to free herself, but his grip was too tight. She was stuck in his embrace. He held onto her with one arm, removing a knife from his back pocket.
"I swear little sister… death is an ethereal experience. It'll hurt at first, but I promise it will get better. We'll be together forever, as brother and sister are meant to be." He said as he slowly raised the knife. It glistened, reflecting Lucia's terrified face.
She seemed hypnotized then. She closed her eyes, waiting for the knife to pierce through her mortal body. End her life. She was tired of living in pain.
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Ryou dashed up the steps and once he reached Lucia's door, he stopped. He could hear light voices inside. 'Who… could that be?' he thought as he shoved the key into the lock. He could hear music aswell.
But it was the two voices that confused him. He turned the doorknob and walked in slowly, "Lucia? Are ya here?"
He spotted the two in the center of the living room, Lucia completely naked, being hugged by some guy. But… wait. 'Is that…? Messiah?' His eyes drew towards the knife that he was ready to stab into Lucia's side, the exact side where her wound was.
Ryou reacted rather suddenly. He ran, and slammed himself into Messiah's dead body, sending them both down hard onto the floor. Ryou rubbed his shoulder and looked up at Lucia, who looked to be in a state of shock.
"I was so CLOSE!" The livid Messiah growled, eyes going completely black. He looked so soulless... He then disappeared. Faded away back into oblivion where he would wait to claim his sister at another time.
Lucia snapped out of her shock and walked over to Ryou, falling to her knees by his side, tears threatening to spill. "You saved me," she whispered, voice full of gratitude and sorrow.
"I couldn't let him kill you. How could you even let him come close? That thing is not your brother, Lucia!" Ryou pleaded, looking at her with glazed eyes.
"He was my brother, Ryou." Lucia began to cry, and Ryou sat up, ready to comfort her in the only way that had crossed his mind at the moment.
Warm, sweet lips covered Lucia's own, holding back her sobs and hiccups. Those lips that Ryou vowed only Bakura would ever have. He didn't know what he was doing… but it felt so right.
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Ariku: I'm sorry… I turned lazy… Please don't kill me…
Miya: Nobody even knows who she's talking to… She's been going on like this for a whole day now…
Ariku: Death… love… eternal bondage… hell… heaven… agony...
Miya: SNAP OUT OF IT!
Ariku: I had to make her so tormented… This emotional wreck that is innocent, and yet rude and arrogant… A void living with overwhelming amounts of pain and despair... Such a lovely concept…
Miya: My Ra, would you PLEASE STOP!?! You might scare off the few reviewers you have!!!