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To love or not to love

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There's been something missing my entire life. A void that I, in my three thousand plus years, have never been able to fill.

I've always known its name, the condition that plagued me. It was… lack of love.

As a child, I all I had was destroyed. I had my home burned, my family sacrificed, and I was left with nothing, nothing at all.

My family was all I had, all I ever needed in life, an overnight, everything changed. Ninety-nine lives were the cost of the pretty little toys for baby pharaoh Atemu. And I was angry.

Now… IT seems almost in my grasp. The love that has always eluded me is only a few feet away.

My hikari told me that he loved me.

If I choose to love him back, my search would have ended, my heart would be filled. If I choose to love him back…

But then again, I am immortal. If I choose to love, the love will, over time, fade. And I will be left alone once again.

I suppose the most logical choice of a person to love would be Atemu. After all, he's suffered like me, and in a million years, we'll both be around, but he's already been the cause of my pain.

I will not love him.

But Ryou's different. I want to love him.

But I can't. Is there a word for this?

fin.

Notes: I like this. I wrote it a reallllly long time ago, back when I was going through one of my BakuraxRyou binges. The original title was Give me a word to describe it, but I wanted to rename it. So I did. It makes me feel sad for Yami B. though...

Disclaimer: Own Yugioh, I do not.