A Cut

Disclaimer: Don't own yugioh. This is for you Kiyoshi - Wheeler! And the next 6 Chapters. And then Chapter 7 will be Dagger Maxwell and Yugi! Or maybe sooner, I don't know.

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Ryou's Pov

He walked to the bathroom and smiled while looking at the wallpaper. She had always loved that pale pink color. Amane. He missed her! No, he didn't just miss her. He ached for her. His heart absolutely ached for his sister and only friend. She stood by him no matter what. Well, perhaps that was because she was his sister, but still! He looked around restroom and took out a knife. A common pen knife that his sister had given him on his birthday before she died. Suddenly he felt a wet object trail down his cheek. But why? He had thought that he had cried all his tears on that fateful night….

He shook his head. No matter now, for he would soon join her. Trembling, he raised the blade over his smooth, pale wrist. Slowly, but surely, he pushed the blade deeper and deeper into the skin. Realizing that the blood would need to go somewhere otherwise it would ruin the carpet, his neat instincts took over and he put his arm over the sink. The unbearable pain soon became numb as the blood poured out faster and faster. He realized that he had hit a major artery and soon it would be over. He looked into the sink and was sickened by the look of spattered blood in the white porcelain sink. Disgusted, he flushed the blood down weakly, as he could not move much from the major blood loss. As he watched the blood go down he realized with fascination…

A cut drips red blood into the sink.

Mix it with fresh running water…..

and you have a pretty pale hue of pink.

The paramedics found him lying on the pink carpeting of a pale pink bathroom. Strangely, no one noticed (or remarked) how everything was a type of red color in the room.

Everything.

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