"Oblivion"
MalikxRyou
A/N: WARNINGS: Angst, yaoi between 2 boys (malik and ryou), and....me. Yes, be warned of me for I am evil. Bwah.
....I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, but you can still fear me.
Ryou P.O.V.
Today is my Birthday. I'm turning 19 today and I'm all alone. (1)Otousan is away at an archaeological dig in a country I can't pronounce, my sister is dead, and my mother is dead. Otousan might as well be gone as well. When he does come home, he just gets drunk, or ignores me. But mostly both. Bakura has left me a long time ago. He just left for the day, but he'll be back eventually to beat me when he gets back from Marik's house. Early in the morning he'll probably wake me up by pulling my hair or slowly cutting my skin until I wake up screaming from pain.
Here I am, sitting by the window, staring blankly at my faint reflection. I'm fading away anyway, I don't need this reflection to be anymore opaque. I sigh inwardly as I see my paper white hair and coffee brown eyes. My skin looks ghostly in the darkness. But then again, I doubt it ever looks any good. I bet it looks ugly when it's tinted red with blood. I bet it looks ugly when it's flustered pink from hours on end of me and Malik making love. I bet it's ugly when it's blue and purple from Bakura kicking me out and leaving my lying in the cold. I bet I'm always ugly, and I don't know why Malik even BOTHERS with me.
Even I wouldn't love me.
I DON'T love me...
I hear the beeping of a phone from a table. I get up, groaning at having to put effort into my stride, and pick up the machine.
"(2) Moshi moshi" I mumble tiredly, glancing at the clock even though I don't catch what time it is.
"Ah, Konnichiwa Ryou! I' running a bit late, but you're okay, right? I'll be there in just a while, I'm being held up." Malik answers, sounding enthusiastic. His voice is distorted by the mechanics of the phone, and it sounds fake as it pushes itself into my head.
"(3) Hai, Daijoubu ka" I reply sounding monotonous. Malik pauses, unsure of what to say, and then hangs up. I hang up as well, finding out that it's already Midnight.
Why is everyone else happy but me? Malik loves being with me, Marik and Bakura are happily screwing like bunnies, and Seto and Jou are on a vacation. Why am I always so depressed with my life? I sigh, looking around the room, weighing up the situation and trying to figure out what to do next.
"Maybe I'll kill myself"I say softly, a smirk playing across my features. I can picture Malik coming, calling my name playfully and then a look of horror striking his face. He would fall to the floor and whimper a while, trying not to cry, before shamelessly sobbing on my bloody form and screaming in rage and torture. I can imagine him grabbing my abandoned knife/random suicidal sharp object and following in my footsteps.
But killing myself would just start a whole new lifetime. Death is something I don't want to face as I am right now. I want to die happy. Or some stupid crap story like that. Whatever.
I mean, this life is all I have, what else could I do? Jump off a bridge? What does that prove? Nothing. Except that I'm dead. Wow.
This is my life, and it's all I own. Malik is still a free creature, and he cannot be bound by me. I feel strong arms encircle me from behind and pull me into their body. Malik must've slipped in without me noticing. I slowly begin to enjoy his touch against me and lean back into him, closing my eyes. Malik is whispering to me, but I can't hear him. The inaudible words seem comforting to me. I sigh and give off a rare smile.
This is all I have. My sweet oblivion.
Owari
A/N: I was gonna make Ryou kill himself but that is SOOOOOO cliché! Hehe, I'm not really angsty, I just like reading about tormented characters! Yay for annoying small insupperior animals! It's so fun! Pokes a Guinea Pig don't mind me, I'm odd! Yeah, and Yu-Gi-Oh! KICKS ASS!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!
Please review peoples! Thank you for reading my pointless ravings and darkness-y. REVIEW!!!!
A/N: WARNINGS: Angst, yaoi between 2 boys (malik and ryou), and....me. Yes, be warned of me for I am evil. Bwah.
....I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, but you can still fear me.
Ryou P.O.V.
Today is my Birthday. I'm turning 19 today and I'm all alone. (1)Otousan is away at an archaeological dig in a country I can't pronounce, my sister is dead, and my mother is dead. Otousan might as well be gone as well. When he does come home, he just gets drunk, or ignores me. But mostly both. Bakura has left me a long time ago. He just left for the day, but he'll be back eventually to beat me when he gets back from Marik's house. Early in the morning he'll probably wake me up by pulling my hair or slowly cutting my skin until I wake up screaming from pain.
Here I am, sitting by the window, staring blankly at my faint reflection. I'm fading away anyway, I don't need this reflection to be anymore opaque. I sigh inwardly as I see my paper white hair and coffee brown eyes. My skin looks ghostly in the darkness. But then again, I doubt it ever looks any good. I bet it looks ugly when it's tinted red with blood. I bet it looks ugly when it's flustered pink from hours on end of me and Malik making love. I bet it's ugly when it's blue and purple from Bakura kicking me out and leaving my lying in the cold. I bet I'm always ugly, and I don't know why Malik even BOTHERS with me.
Even I wouldn't love me.
I DON'T love me...
I hear the beeping of a phone from a table. I get up, groaning at having to put effort into my stride, and pick up the machine.
"(2) Moshi moshi" I mumble tiredly, glancing at the clock even though I don't catch what time it is.
"Ah, Konnichiwa Ryou! I' running a bit late, but you're okay, right? I'll be there in just a while, I'm being held up." Malik answers, sounding enthusiastic. His voice is distorted by the mechanics of the phone, and it sounds fake as it pushes itself into my head.
"(3) Hai, Daijoubu ka" I reply sounding monotonous. Malik pauses, unsure of what to say, and then hangs up. I hang up as well, finding out that it's already Midnight.
Why is everyone else happy but me? Malik loves being with me, Marik and Bakura are happily screwing like bunnies, and Seto and Jou are on a vacation. Why am I always so depressed with my life? I sigh, looking around the room, weighing up the situation and trying to figure out what to do next.
"Maybe I'll kill myself"I say softly, a smirk playing across my features. I can picture Malik coming, calling my name playfully and then a look of horror striking his face. He would fall to the floor and whimper a while, trying not to cry, before shamelessly sobbing on my bloody form and screaming in rage and torture. I can imagine him grabbing my abandoned knife/random suicidal sharp object and following in my footsteps.
But killing myself would just start a whole new lifetime. Death is something I don't want to face as I am right now. I want to die happy. Or some stupid crap story like that. Whatever.
I mean, this life is all I have, what else could I do? Jump off a bridge? What does that prove? Nothing. Except that I'm dead. Wow.
This is my life, and it's all I own. Malik is still a free creature, and he cannot be bound by me. I feel strong arms encircle me from behind and pull me into their body. Malik must've slipped in without me noticing. I slowly begin to enjoy his touch against me and lean back into him, closing my eyes. Malik is whispering to me, but I can't hear him. The inaudible words seem comforting to me. I sigh and give off a rare smile.
This is all I have. My sweet oblivion.
Owari
A/N: I was gonna make Ryou kill himself but that is SOOOOOO cliché! Hehe, I'm not really angsty, I just like reading about tormented characters! Yay for annoying small insupperior animals! It's so fun! Pokes a Guinea Pig don't mind me, I'm odd! Yeah, and Yu-Gi-Oh! KICKS ASS!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!
Please review peoples! Thank you for reading my pointless ravings and darkness-y. REVIEW!!!!