This an angst, one-shot, song-fic. The song is "On my Own" from Les Misé rables.
Warning: Character death
Disclaimer: I do not own Les Misé rables or Yu-gi-oh!.
AN: This fic can be applied to a few people, so use your imagination.
He couldn't believe that he was gone. The one he'd been trying to earn the affections of for months was gone. He just had to know why! Why did he take his own life? He picked up the diary of the boy that no longer was among the living. He read the page that the book was open to, blood spattered and tear stained:
"And now I'm all alone again
Nowhere to turn, no one to go to
Without a home, without a friend,
Without a face to say hello to."
He could picture him writing this, though it was difficult to read through all of the tear stains on the page. He read on:
"And now the night is near
Now I can make believe he's here.
Sometimes I walk alone at night
When everybody else is sleeping
I think of him and then I'm happy
With the company I'm keeping
The city goes to bed
And I can live inside my head."
Who is this that his other half was talking about? Who is this 'he'?
"On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone, I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me"
He wad no idea that his other self was this miserable. He had thought that his other half had people that he hung out with, he didn't think that he was alone.
"In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me for ever and forever
And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there's a way for us"
Who was it that his other self felt this way about? He would surly punish the son of a bitch that did this!
"I love him
But when the night is over
He is gone, the river's just a river
Without him the world around me changes
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers"
He was fuming with too much anger at who ever had done this to his hikari to read on. But if he had read the rest of the blood-spattered page, he would have read this:
"I love him
But every day I'm learning
All my life I've only been pretending
Without me his world will go on turning
A world that's full of happiness
That I have never known!
I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own."
