Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. I did not make any money writing this. No cherries were harmed in the writing of the fanfic.
Author's Note: A random one-shot from Yami Bakura's POV. More of a prose poem, really. Enjoy the chunkiness.
CHERRY
Understand this: the dissolve into lucidity, the quiet peeling away from the Ring itself, is what truly kills me. The five points, small bulges in my memory skin, push through me, so that when I finally do break away, I dislodge more than the pretty, pale wrapping you've given me. I dislodge muscle and bone and blood. Slowly. The Ring makes certain I sacrifice myself daily.
It has developed a taste for my people. But I'm nothing more than the cherry, expendable and unnecessary, until It realizes I'm here.
You call attention to me, hikari mine. Did you know that? Every time you wake me up with your whispers and your half remembered fears. Every time your soul whimpers in the dark. Every time you wake up frightened, with those saucer eyes and shaking hands. Every time you cling to me and cry. And cry. And cry. You call attention to me and the Ring remembers my taste.
I hate you for that.
Pretty little thing. So narcissistic. So content with your own misery that you've never even noticed the horrors your attention inflicts on me. Or perhaps you have noticed and simply do not care.
I have cut you for that, hikari mine. Did you know that? Sliced my way through your arms so that you can understand what existence feels like to me. Sitting alone in a dark bedroom with my soul and your body and all the world howling absently, I have pulled a blade across your pretty pale skin. Slowly. Watching your blood swell in careful blossoms, watching the blossoms melt into the incoherence of red.
Once upon a time, it was my favorite color. As a child, the bright audacity of it made me laugh. As a young man, it became a wordless mantra for my burgeoning rage.
As an old soul, I can no longer even see it. I'm color blind in this world.
I can only assume that you bleed red.
And not black.
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