Hi everyone! I am back from camp! Anyway, this poem is from Seto's point of view and is about Mokuba, everyone's fave little bro on the show called YuGiOh, and that rhymes, yo! (Rapper stance) Okay, that was odd! Read on…
Disclaimer: The Backstreet boys are gay, and so is Pegasus, and if the Queer eye isn't gay, then YuGiOh sucks and I don't own this.
I stand by his bedside watching him sleep
And unlike me his slumber seems so deep.
I toss and turn in the middle of the night
Because nothing ever seems to go right.
Looking at him breathe evokes in me
A feeling that I can't explain publicly.
His eyes seem so rested, unlike mine
And his raven hair is past perfect or divine.
I remember when we were young and
I blamed him; he didn't understand
Why mother was never there with us.
And father always made a huge fuss
Over him, even though it was because
Of him that my mother; his wife was
Dead and gone, Mokuba wasn't blamed,
But my father's emotion was then tamed.
And for five years I lived without mother
For her death, I blamed my brother.
And it was only when father died that I
Supported him and forbade myself to cry.
When the kids said we were the target of insult
I forgot that it was Mokuba's fault.
Then one day I got a chance to help us grow
By adoption from a man we'd never truly know.
And Mokuba told me not to do it
I thought he was about to throw a fit.
But I flipped him off and the game was on
To see who in our chess match would have won.
In the end I was the successful victor
But now I don't know what I bothered for.
Turns out the man hit me and ignored Mokie.
It seemed this was our only destiny.
Till one day I was excelling in the challenge
Of which of me or 'father' would get revenge.
Mine was for the abuse, his was for the loss
And it all hung as if on one coin toss.
I was victorious once more, and he jumped.
Still, never mourning, I felt so pumped.
And Mokuba was there through it all,
He watched me silently; so proud and tall
As I became colder and crueler, and more
Like the evil man who opened his door
To us when we were down and out and low.
But this poem still has more to go.
When Yugi beat me and I was in a coma
My warrior, my precious little Mokuba
Was the one standing by me this once.
And I felt like an amateur, a mere dunce.
I woke up, sought revenge; I was mad,
He looked at me with orbs looking so sad.
I knew he wanted me back the way I had been
But then to the world it would surely seem
Like I was going soft and I couldn't risk it.
And I grew worse than before, bit by bit.
He was kidnapped, and I failed to save him
And then the conflict had to begin.
Battle City; finding Noah was a shock.
And it always seemed to mock
Me while I always tried to be cool.
I was stupid, I was wrong and cruel.
Jealousy took over me, it seemed that he
Liked Noah much better than idiotic me.
Then I lost Battle City; what did he find
When his big bro left success behind?
I'm hoping he still loves me and is proud.
That I to no one, have ever bowed.
But now I am caught in a popularity battle
With a pink haired brat whose head will rattle
Because it is empty, but what does Mokuba
Think of his big brother so far?
I am ashamed of myself, my actions, my cause.
But when I look at Mokie, the world seems to pause.
For he is my savior; my light and my joy.
A battling warrior; my angelic little boy.
Aw, that was cute! Thanks:
ttSerenity –It's a three day camp for 8th grade and it is Autumn. Thanks for your praise, I didn't think anyone would like the repetition at the start of each line. Thanks for reviewing, lunar eclipse.
Mariku-san –A new fic? I will check your bio right after I update all my fics, which is in about ten minutes. I liked the new chapter of 'You Stayed'. Thanks a million for reviewing, you rock and yeah, see ya!
Bloom Flower –I am very glad it was very nice! I hope I updated soon enough! Thanks for reviewing!
Yugi's Light Keeps Me Pure –Ooh, I loved the cold part you mentioned! That was my fave part too! I will definitely try to keep up the good work! Thanks for reviewing!
Stormrose Dewleaf –Actually, ending YuGiOh on Yami leaving would be quite good. It isn't like GX explores into what happens to the gang after, it is like a completely different show and the only similar thing is the duelling which is the worst part of the show anyway! I prefer singing to writing, I suppose. Not that I would give up my fanfiction account for it though. Woot, 'Elijah Rock!'! Elijah rock, shout, shout! Elijah rock, coming up lord! Elijah! Elijah! I love that song; I sung it in choir two years ago at the Catholic Schools Festival Music Choirs. Thanks for reviewing!
Wierdovalex –Welcome to my fic! You're not a fan of Seto Kaiba? That's fine, so long as you like my work, which you seem to! You really like how I write? Awesome! You think I'm a cool girl? That is even better! Yeah, I am a girl. I will keep writing, be sure of that! Thanks for reviewing!
Love Sami.