Shattered Soul
A/N: I officially hate writer's block. It is so annoying. Once again, sorry for the lack of updates, but I have this ongoing case of writer's block. Ummm... Here's a Marik chapter, and I'm guessing I'll follow it with a Malik chapter.
I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. (Hey, I'm starting to think world domination would be a more realistic goal... -.-)
He cries out in his sleep and
he turns, turns, twisting away
from the darkness claiming him.
Hold him close or he will leave you.
My light, the darkest light,
damned forever to a plague of guilt,
a plague of shadow, a plague of accusation.
His fever must not get too high- keep him, keep him close.
Salty water pours down
pouring in rivulets, streaking
sun-blonde hair and golden skin so pale; ill.
Violet eyes are wide, too wide, he can't leave, no!
A gasp, and with it, life;
he breathes so heavily, almost
sobbing in his grief, sobbing in his loneliness.
You know what made him so ill, so sad, now right it.
All of them say, but they don't know...
vicious whispers, Malik's to blame for Mokuba's
broken heart- I'm to blame, I brought them to the Virtual Land.
He brought you aboard, though, true, isn't he to blame, isn't he?
He never told the boy who
to love, who to need, but I want my
dark light back, my golden lover equal in beauty only to Ra.
If your sun should flicker out, careful of the nightmares awaiting in the cold dark.
Umm... Explanation time. The "usual suspects" were talking about how it's Malik's fault that Mokuba is pining away over Noa, because it was basically Marik's fault they went to the Virtual World in the first place. (And Malik brought Marik aboard, obviously.) So, Malik, being a person with something of a conscience, became so sad that he got sick. ...Does that make sense? Hopefully I'll get over this writer's block sooner rather than later.
