A/N: You people are curious, I like that...

But don't ask questions you know the answers to...

Spirit Seer : In answer to your question,

No,

this does not get any happier.

I am sorry.

And yes, it's suppossed to be like that.

(See bottom of page A/N for more answers for you.)

But as for right now, I have to tell people about how I don't own Yu Gi Oh...

God, that sucked.

Now I'm sad again...

Alright-y people, this is the pivotal chapter!

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If you dare...

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One little girl sat alone in the confines of such a neglected room...

Kept alone, no one talked to her, no one cared.

Always alone...

And she sat, drawing pictures, on the cold steel floor,

Waiting for something...

Nobody knows quite what she waits for...

A beautiful picture of a smiling family.

Lost in a sea of floating black tears,

Your memory lives on

Passed in silence through the years

A dying song...

She smiled demurely at her work, haunted eyes falling over the blank silhouettes of the mother and father...

We didn't live so you may die,

We haven't ceased so you may cry

Passed in silence through the years,

Your memory lives on...

The mobile i.v. rattled on its rusty hook above her as her arm stretched out, grabbing for more color...

Oh, didn't they see that the world was too bland?

Even now, even now that she knew all about it and still...

She wanted their lives to be filled with color...

Darkness took the two away...

Not a chance, not a chance

Not a chance in the darkness...

The sea as well, a beautiful sea; one with which no oil carts sailed, or the broken remains of small ships lay cracked upon the returning waves...

And she knew...

Burned away, baked remains

Floating on, floating on

It had been three months since she had been diagnosed with a malignant cancer;

It really wasn't a surprise...

The nurses did nothing, the workers in the orphanage did nothing...

Just left her alone.

She was going to die anyway, right?

Everyone does, what's it matter when?

And what does it matter if she is...

Alone?

Darkness took the two away

With nothing left behind

Scarce one small gift they had saved

To release in good time...

She sighed and neglected her coloring for a moment, making her way to the shabby mattress where she kept her last few treasured belongings.

Clutching the letter to her chest, she quickly made her way back to her spot on the floor.

A memory of your mother,

Who's loving power shone

In memory of your father,

Who's strength had rivaled stone...

She opened again the frail package, which only held a letter and a small card...

Her favorite card.

She had loved it since she was very small...

In memory of all the things

You're lucky that you had...

To help you through the bad times when

You can't help but feel sad...

It was the perfect card, symbolic in every measurement, in infinite measurements... she couldn't explain...

Her father had been a games enthusiast, and a few months before he had died, he had discovered a fairly new game called duel monsters...

Instantly falling in love with the game, he did his best to teach his young daughter. But she had cared nothing for the actual game, she just loved the cards... and one card in particular...

In the darkness of the night,

While death and darkness creep...

A soldier to bring back the light

And watch you while you sleep...

The giant soldier, her favorite, the perfect combination of her mother and her father...

Quiet strength and unrelenting power, always protecting...

Perfect.

And when the world surrounds you with

Its pettiness and fears

Remember when we tell you this,

The strength you need is here

A searing pain began throbbing in her arm, writhing and tearing at her already weary body.

Eyes that could no longer see from the pain flashed violently,

closed and opened...

Hurricane flashes, lashing her face.

It took a while to regain control, and she held her breath waiting.

Finally, when she found the strength to stand again, she made her way shakily to the only, meagerly stuffed chair at the window in a dizzy stupor, accidentally falling and hitting her head. Taking no notice of the trickling blood, she sat weakly, head spinning.

The attacks were getting worse...

The world is falling in on itself,

This isn't a game

It's something we're playing, but it isn't the same.

The world is spinning, out of control...

How long will you last

Until you, too, let go?

She stared heavily at the card, as if granting it to move in some way... but of course it didn't. Nothing moved anymore, the world was dead.

Sighing as she looked out the window, another wave of electric fever flew over her. Her head throbbed, and it was only getting worse...

She breathed in again, taking deep breaths, and watched the few waning rays of the afternoon sun try to escape the entrapment of the darkening sky...

Night falls over the slumbering town

Midnight moonlight, tumbling down

And evening whispers call your name

With memories again...

She sighed and looked down at the card and small package below her. Even in their last moments, even as the incredible tanker moved forebodingly and unstoppably towards them, her mother and father had taken enough time out of saving themselves to hide this card, and write this letter. All for her, always for her...

And even now as she read the letter, she smiled, knowing that when her parents had died, they had died loving her.

They were the only ones who ever did.

And slowly, as the strengthening convulsions tightened the airways in her chest, and devoided her body of all air, she smiled, and folded the letter one last time.

Sitting back as the blood slowly trickled its way through her eyes, she laughed,

And she died loving them too.

Darkness took the two away

Only one, beautiful song

Remember the light that they showed you each day

In their hearts, you remember

Live on live on...

Only one left in heaven,

Live on, live on

They found her a few hours later, still sitting, still smiling, as the last brilliant rays of the sunset illuminated behind her,

And a small, sturdy card clasped to her chest.

In all you do,

They wait for you

To meet at the gates of heaven...

Together again, and never gone

And in your heart,

Live on.


A/N: SEE, Spirit Seer?

NEWSFLASH: ACTUAL STORY LINE!

Yeah...

In case you hadn't noticed, I told you guys the first few chapters were gonna be kinda nixed as far as actual plot goes, they're just to adjust setting and backups...

And by conversing did you mean my author's notes?

I must admit to you, they are long, but I believe I made up for that with this chapter...

Right?

Cool.

And thank you, constructive criticizim is always appreciated! (I didn't count that as a flame! YAY!)

And to:

medlii You are so sweet! Yeah, I'm sorry the chapters are kinda short, but I couldn't really elaborate on that last part too far without boring you all half to death, so... yeah. OH! And the shirt story is kind-of long, I'll try to leave it one of my reviews! I'm happy you like my story and that it turned out at least semi-realistic, that was what I was aiming for. Good enough to read it again? Man, I feel loved! Ha ha, awesomer iz a kuel wurd! You are mucho-awesomer every time you review! (Did that sound as dumb to you as it did to me? Gawd, it's not even LATE yet! Darn 9:00 Friday nights!) o.O I luvel uuu! You're the best!

WARNING: THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE STORY!

DO NOT ADJUST YOUR T.V.!

Ummmmm computer whatever

Next chapter: Secrets revealed, family...

found

Why didn't they take her in

Who are they

And how come no bodyever found out

Find out more, next time

READ AND FREAKIN' REVIEW

(Gawd, I luv that word)

-CYS.