Shattered Soul

A/N: Third update today. God. And what's sad is, no one will probably ever read this. Argh. It's another Katsuya chapter, because I haven't written for him in a while...

I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. If wishes were fishes, my fish would be in the shape of a sign that says, "Meowiegirl, the annoying anime-obsessed, brainy nerdchick, owns Yu-Gi-Oh. Boo-yah."


My feelings are racin' in my head, horses runnin',

damn hooves poundin' the insides of my skull.

I don't know whether to hate him or love him. I want to love him.

I think I do. Seto.

That's who I love, who I should hate, and

and I don't think we'll ever really get along. His brother's not mad though,

not anymore. He used to be a nut.

Now, the poor kid's just broken, a ghost in

a cracked and warped shell. He keeps in the shadows,

and he's so weird. He's spooky.

Shows me what I might be one day, if Seto leaves me now.

I'm addicted worse than an alcoholic or a druggie,

cravin' that damn fix that really gets me goin', helps me through the day.

Oh god, it's so pathetic, you know?

But I can't satisfy my cravin', not now.

We're over, it's over, until one of us comes crawlin' back.

My fuckin' temper got

the best of me again,

messin' with my life again.

So we fought, he's gone,

I'm on the floor at the bottom so low low low.

Seto's back at his house, nursin' his hurt temper. Good.

I don't care what I feel or what I felt.

Never again, I can't do this again. It's too hard, too confusin'.

I hate him and I love him. My Seto.

But it's better for both of us, I know, if we just stay friends. I

call up Anzu, lonely, needin' to fill that void. I'll stay

friends with him,

just never lovers– my Herculean task.


That even surprised me. I really wasn't expecting to break them up. Now I don't know if they'll get back together, so stay tuned. Damn, I just threw off my idea for the rest of the plot by breaking them up... (sigh)