NO LONGER COLD
Summary: Kisara's thoughts before she gives herself up for Seto. First fic! Rating for safety. Please R/R. Don't own Yugioh.
NO LONGER COLD
I look at you, yet I have never felt as far away from you as I do now. The sun casts half your face in shadow, your blue eyes so cold, enough to freeze the Egyptian sun itself. I have seen those eyes soften, widening with shock when you first saw me.
My silver hair stuck to the roof of my forehead, bathed in sweat. Cuts outlined my body, bruises the size of beads on my arms, back and neck. I expected a hateful remark, a look of pure disgust. I thought you were just one of the many to dismiss me, the freak. Instead of a kick, a loving arm around my shoulder. A gentle embrace, as you saved me from the mobs, and their cruel, racist remarks.
Then, in the darkness of the underground chambers, you were there beside me. Your face darkened as you stood in front of me, shielding me from the darkness that threatened us both. And when your hand was on mine, my heart beat quickened. I knew that wherever I go, I would always protect you.
Then, that evil man leered at us, and my heart and mind appeared to glow with a heavenly light that pierced my very soul. I was there in front of you, my White Dragon, saving you from darkness. Then, all is blank to me. Yet I felt your presence nearby, and that was all the comfort I needed.
And now I wish to save you, SetoSama. I see the Dark Priest's face grow with anger, and a bolt of light is shot at you. I feel my feet flying, my hair in a spiral behind me. I throw myself in front of you, my arms spread like a mother eagle protecting her children.
Once, you saved me from captors. You saved me from the rocks and the racial hate that flowed though the hearts of the cold hearted mob. You saved me from the darkness in your father's heart. But you can't save me now, SetoSama. I will save you.
Darkness rips though me, and I hear your voice. It is yelling, calling my name. A slight smile flicks across my lips as I feel your arms around me. I fall to my knees, and you hold me there, as my eyes open and look into your orbs. No longer cold. They soften, and there's nobody here but you and me in our own little world.
"At last….the light of my Ka can protect you for eternity…." I gather the last fragments of strength I posses to touch the face which I have grown to love, and you smile, because you think that I am fine, I will recover. Then, as darkness elopes me, I feel my hand slip from your face, the darkness separating us forever. And all I remember are your eyes…..
No longer cold.
Bellebelle3: As you can see, this has a very antiracial theme. I hate people that are racist to anyone prior to their race, religion, etc. This is my first fic, and I know it is truly terrible. Please R/R.