Ryorin: UUU!!! Chapter 2!!! I have no idea what connection the song has for the chapter, because my yami wrote this.

Ruka: If there's anyone to blame, it's me. Don't kill my hikari.

Ryorin: This chapter is Kaiba's P.O.V. and... I really don't know. Sunimasen

Ruka: Kaiba feeling sorry for Ryorin. Rin?

Ryorin: I hate Jamie Cullum (But Ruka likes it) so I refuse to own his songs.

Wounded Angel

Chapter 2- These Are The Days

These are the days that I've been missing

Give me the taste give me the joy of summer wine

(Kaiba's P.O.V)

Sunlight streams in through my window, waking me. I turn over and groan, not wanting to wake up. I know the teachers wouldn't mind me taking a day off. They know better than to9 mess with me. But no sooner had I closed my eyes, Mokuba wakes me up again. Crap.

These are the days that bring new meaning

I feel the stillness of the sun and I feel fine

I sink into the hot water in the tub. It's a miracle that Mokuba managed to get me out of bed. I smile and touch my locket. Mokuba is the one who brought the light back in my life. I have him to thank for. My loving brother.

Sometimes when the nights are closing early

I remember you and I start to smile

Later, I'm busy on my laptop when the limo that I'm in suddenly jerks. I look out and realize that I've nearly hit you. I don't know what's wrong with you. You are the most beautiful angel I've ever seen. All you wear is white. A color of holiness. Yet, you always seem so lifeless and sad. I wonder why.

Even though you don't want to know me

I get on by, and go the extra mile

I approach you at school, but you answer me coldly, like you always do. It's as if you hate me. I never did anything to you, Ryorin. Why do you hate me?

These are the times of love and meaning

Ice of the heart has melted away and found the light

During recess, you sit alone on a stone bench and draw. I love your drawing. It's so realistic and full of emotions. Rough lines fill the page. Bit by bit, line by line, color by color, an image appears. You've drawn an angel. Its wings are spread and it's trying to fly, but chains and shackles hold it down. Long black hair frames its pale face and green eyes look out from the page, begging to be released. Numerous wounds cover its arms, lined with blood. A wounded angel.

These are the days of endless dreaming

Troubles of life are floating away like a bird in flight

After school, I see you walk away, so alone and small. You're like a lost bird in winter. So helpless, cold and lonely. No friend to be with, no one to be loved by. I feel so sad for you.

These are the days that I've been missing

Give me the taste give me the joy of summer wine

You remind me of myself, before Yugi defeated me and shattered my heart. I was like you, but worse. I made the life of people around me and people who love me hell. But the ice around my heart has melted.

These are the days that bring new meaning

I feel the stillness of the sun and I feel fine

Ryorin, what can I do to melt the ice around your heart?

Ryorin: Short. Ruka, I don't know what to do with you.

Ruka: Don't ask...