A/n: dark, angsty, suicidal, and…pg 13? How the hell'd I manage that? Just read and review please! Thankies and huggles for everyone who reviews!
Slipping Into Nothingness
I've been watching you.
But you knew that didn't you?
Yes ever observant Anzu, you don't miss anything.
Will you miss me tomorrow?
Will you pass right by my body without ever knowing that it's me?
He has you now, why should you care?
He's just a better version anyway.
I see the way that you look into his glowing eyes.
Eyes innocent and yet aged.
He's old inside, practically a mummy but you don't care.
No, he carresses you softly and whispers into your ear at night as he makes love to you.
He does all the things I could never do.
I love you Anzu.
Now why can't I just open my mouth and say it like a man?
Maybe because I know you're too far gone now.
Or maybe it's because I'm not really a man.
Deep down inside I'm still a scared little boy.
But nothing will matter tomorrow.
He'll hold you close and comfort you when you find out that I'm dead.
You'll spend a week crying over me but it will only be because you feel guilty, not because I'm a chance lost.
Not because you'll find out that I loved you in this very note right now.
No you'll feel guilty because you didn't care that I was alive at all.
It doesn't matter now how we feel about each other.
Maybe I'll see you again one day.
Maybe the gods will take pitty on my unloved soul and allow me to enter an inbetween place where other unloved souls gather to mourn with each other.
Perhaps if you forgive me I will be allowed to move on with you…and him.
I can't be angry.
All he did was love you like you asked him.
You asked me once too, but I never knew how to respond so I just pushed you away.
Now, how shall I die? Ritual suicide with a katana?
No, it's not really my culture is it?
Ah, the poison of an asp in the chest like my beautiful queen.
No, copy suicide is just not my style.
I need something original and dramatic. How would he want me to do it? He would want me to slit my wrists and drown myself but I'm too prided for that.
Though I have grown fond of the color my blood over the years.
Why did I have to love you so silently?
I was like the darkest shadow in your life, I was always there watching you from a safe view.
I suppose you and he are better suited together anyway…I'd only hurt you.
Well I'm leaving now ,I think I know what I'm going to do.
Sleep well tonight, you'll need your strength in the morning.
Goodbye my beloved.
Ryou Bakura
Tears slipped onto the paper as he slipped it under her door.
Long white hair whipped in the wind as he stepped out onto the peir.
Hugging himself tightly in the cold wind he drew a dagger from his pocked and watched it gleam in the moonlight.
He stood on the railing facing Anzu and Bakura's loft.
More tears flowed freely from his eyes as he plunged the blade into his heart.
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