Silent Knife
Anthy: Weeeeeeeee!!
Dark Haired Knight From Tactics Ogre: What is she so happy about?
Anshi: She went looking for yaoi manga on ebay.
Anthy: If anyone knows where I can buy Wild Rose...tell me!!!
DHKFTO: Yeah...she needs help.
Anthy: I really want that doujinshi....
Anthy: Then she began to write this.
DHKFTO: Not for sensitive viewers.
Anshi: Yaoi.
Anthy: SxYY (IxYY...not really)
DHKFTO: Love this.
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Silent Knife
Fragile
I often reflected
On the aspects of life
And on the frailty of wish
I thought I was strong,
That I could take everything
But then the shadow came
And I couldn't move...
I had broken
Yami had walked past the set of alleyway many times before. Always refusing to trouble Seto and walking home late at night by himself. This time shouldn't have been any different. The crickets chirped ever once in a while and the stars gleamed. There was nothing but silence and the soft footsteps of Yami as he slipped silently through the shadows. His mind was happy and his heart was full of joy.
But that was not to be.
It was the last leg of his walk home, in the darkness of three AM. It happened.
Yami stopped, really for no reason...probably just to look at the sky. He stopped and stared up at the sliver of the moon in the sky surrounded by stars.
One hand clapped over Yami's mouth and the other across his chest. Yami struggled, only wearing himself out and becoming tired. He felt like collapsing, but a sadistic and familiar voice snapped him back into reality. Ishtaru traced his lips up Yami's neck, drawing every bit of his fear into his mind. Yami struggled to get free once more, only to have Ishtaru slam him into a wall.
Yami collapsed, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Ishtaru slammed his hand over the nameless pharaoh's mouth once more. Yami felt the cool blade of a knife glide softly over his skin before it began slicing into his flesh. Yami tried to scream but no one would hear. Ishtaru set the knife down and his cold fingers traced down Yami's chest before single handed-ly undoing his belt. Yami couldn't take it, his mind couldn't take this.
His world soon went black.
When he came back, he felt paralyzed. He was unable to move his body, except look around with his eyes. His back was leaning against the wall, and his arms lay limply on the ground. Yami was now aware of the bleeding cuts in his flesh, on his arms, legs, chest and one cut under his eye. His whole body was in pain, every bit of his being screamed for mercy. He needed no one to tell him what had happened while he was out...
He knew.
Ishtaru was standing over him as the sun began to peek over the horizon, into the clouds. In his hand was a cell phone, and it was up to his ear. He heard the spirit of nothing but rage mutter something and laugh for a little bit. Ishtaru knelt down next to Yami and held the cell phone next to his ear. Yami was not yet in his head, but could hear something that sounded like Seto's voice. He didn't know what was being asked, but he spoke.
"Seto...I...I can't...I can't move..." Yami's voice was such a quiet whisper that it was almost inaudible. Ishtaru turned off the cell phone and dropped it next to the nameless pharaoh. He caressed Yami's face before kissing him on the forehead and walking away.
Yami felt a few drops of rain splash onto his skin, the first sign of the day. He felt the sting of water as it dripped into his wounds and trickled down his skin. He felt pain, pain as that which he could and would never describe. It was like a worm that burrowed deep inside his body and soul only to leave him hollow and weak and empty.
It was pouring rain when Seto finally found him.
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All: OO
Anthy: There is more to come...
DHKFTO: Depressed yet?
Anthy: Weeeeeeeee!!
Dark Haired Knight From Tactics Ogre: What is she so happy about?
Anshi: She went looking for yaoi manga on ebay.
Anthy: If anyone knows where I can buy Wild Rose...tell me!!!
DHKFTO: Yeah...she needs help.
Anthy: I really want that doujinshi....
Anthy: Then she began to write this.
DHKFTO: Not for sensitive viewers.
Anshi: Yaoi.
Anthy: SxYY (IxYY...not really)
DHKFTO: Love this.
%%%%%%%%%
Silent Knife
Fragile
I often reflected
On the aspects of life
And on the frailty of wish
I thought I was strong,
That I could take everything
But then the shadow came
And I couldn't move...
I had broken
Yami had walked past the set of alleyway many times before. Always refusing to trouble Seto and walking home late at night by himself. This time shouldn't have been any different. The crickets chirped ever once in a while and the stars gleamed. There was nothing but silence and the soft footsteps of Yami as he slipped silently through the shadows. His mind was happy and his heart was full of joy.
But that was not to be.
It was the last leg of his walk home, in the darkness of three AM. It happened.
Yami stopped, really for no reason...probably just to look at the sky. He stopped and stared up at the sliver of the moon in the sky surrounded by stars.
One hand clapped over Yami's mouth and the other across his chest. Yami struggled, only wearing himself out and becoming tired. He felt like collapsing, but a sadistic and familiar voice snapped him back into reality. Ishtaru traced his lips up Yami's neck, drawing every bit of his fear into his mind. Yami struggled to get free once more, only to have Ishtaru slam him into a wall.
Yami collapsed, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. Ishtaru slammed his hand over the nameless pharaoh's mouth once more. Yami felt the cool blade of a knife glide softly over his skin before it began slicing into his flesh. Yami tried to scream but no one would hear. Ishtaru set the knife down and his cold fingers traced down Yami's chest before single handed-ly undoing his belt. Yami couldn't take it, his mind couldn't take this.
His world soon went black.
When he came back, he felt paralyzed. He was unable to move his body, except look around with his eyes. His back was leaning against the wall, and his arms lay limply on the ground. Yami was now aware of the bleeding cuts in his flesh, on his arms, legs, chest and one cut under his eye. His whole body was in pain, every bit of his being screamed for mercy. He needed no one to tell him what had happened while he was out...
He knew.
Ishtaru was standing over him as the sun began to peek over the horizon, into the clouds. In his hand was a cell phone, and it was up to his ear. He heard the spirit of nothing but rage mutter something and laugh for a little bit. Ishtaru knelt down next to Yami and held the cell phone next to his ear. Yami was not yet in his head, but could hear something that sounded like Seto's voice. He didn't know what was being asked, but he spoke.
"Seto...I...I can't...I can't move..." Yami's voice was such a quiet whisper that it was almost inaudible. Ishtaru turned off the cell phone and dropped it next to the nameless pharaoh. He caressed Yami's face before kissing him on the forehead and walking away.
Yami felt a few drops of rain splash onto his skin, the first sign of the day. He felt the sting of water as it dripped into his wounds and trickled down his skin. He felt pain, pain as that which he could and would never describe. It was like a worm that burrowed deep inside his body and soul only to leave him hollow and weak and empty.
It was pouring rain when Seto finally found him.
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All: OO
Anthy: There is more to come...
DHKFTO: Depressed yet?