Hey people!! I'm back, whether you want me to be or not!!
MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rogue: Your stab at trying to by funny was pathetic
Aw, come on. It wasn't that bad!!
Crickets
Rogue: See, Ay told ya.
Whatever...anyway, I'm supposed to make a disclaimer correct?
Rogue: Unless you want to get sued...yes.
Okay then...I...don't own...Yu-gi-oh.
Rogue: There, now was that so hard.
Yes, yes it was. Oh, well. Now onto the story. I've considered writing a
story version to the poem for a long time, but never got around to it,
until now. So, uh...yeah. Here it is:
Leaving
(Ryou P.O.V.)
It was late at night, but I couldn't sleep at all. Whenever I closed my
eyes, all I saw was his face. Bakura. My yami. Now gone from my life.
He's been gone for almost two months now, and it's getting harder, and
harder to live.
I keep going to school, though I don't see why. I can no longer
stand sit there and listen to the constant droning of the teacher. Having
to see Yugi and company doesn't help much either. It causes me even more
pain when I see them being so happy when I know I can no longer do that.
Of course they tried to help, especially Yugi, being the over-friendly runt
he is. They soon found out that I didn't want their sympathy, so they left
me to drown in my sorrow.
Leaving school after it was over, no longer held the relief it once
had. I would just go home, force some food down my throat and go upstairs
and cry. I know that sounds pathetic, but it was all I could think to do
with myself. Until today. Today, I would be with my yami.
I had thought for a long time how I would do this. I couldn't jump
from a building, or slit my wrists with my paralyzing fear of heights and
blood. So I decided the easiest way would be taking a bottle of Tylenol
P.M. ((A.N.: I just took a look inside my medicine cabinet and picked a
random drug. This one made the most sense to me.)) Who knows, it might
even be painless. Just like falling asleep.
So as soon as I entered the house, I quickly ran upstairs to find the
pills that would soon bring me to the arms of my yami. I swallowed half
the bottle, and nothing happened. It wasn't enough. I took the rest of
the bottle and lied down on the floor. It was about ten minutes before
anything happened, and I started to think that it wasn't going to work.
Suddenly, I started to feel very sleepy. I closed my eyes, but when I
opened them, I was no longer on the floor of my bathroom.
Wherever I was, it was dark and cold. I couldn't stop shivering. I
was chilled to the bone. Then, when I thought it couldn't get any worse, I
began seeing faces. I didn't know who those faces belonged to, but they
were taunting me. Mocking my weakness of not being able to live without my
yami.
Their words stung. I whimpered and raised my hands to my ears to try
and block the sound, but it didn't work. I could still hear their laughter
and jeering. I couldn't take it. I started to cry, but it only made them
laugh harder. Where was my yami? Where was Bakura?
Suddenly, the voices quieted. I removed the hands from my ears and lifted
my head, to see that the faces were also fading. I felt a hand on my
shoulder, and spun around, fearing whom it might be now. I gasped and I
couldn't believe my eyes. "Ryou-koi," was all he managed to say before I
threw my arms around him and buried my face in his chest, tears streaming
down my face. He rubbed my back in order to soothe my crying, saying how
much he was suffering here without me, and how he could feel my pain, but I
wasn't paying attention. All I could think about was how I fad finally
found him. Bakura. My yami.
And nothing would take me from him again.
Fin
Well that's it!! All done! Please R/R. Flames are also welcome.
Rogue: No!! Don't send her any flames!! I had to hide the lighter from her,
because she almost burned the house down!!! Please don't send her any
flames!!
Aw, come on. That was an accident. Right...accident...go with that.