Disclaimer: I do not own anything here other than the strange idea.

It's been WAY too long since I've updated here. I actually wrote this about a month ago but I forgot to post it. How smart am I, eh? Anyway...

I remember I got the idea from when I was talking with one of my friends, Sara. How she described how she was feeling. Then I realized that I never really feel different. Except for maybe a tear or a smile, it's the same.

Originally, this was going to be about Uchiha Sasuke. If you don't know who that is then you don't deserve to live. But then I decided I haden't really learned a lot his personality, so then it became a Yami no Bakura one. The end.

Warning: Implied boyxboy love, death, swearing, suggestive themes.

Don't like? LEAVE. If you do like, then I hope you enjoy it!
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It is human nature to feel a range of emotions. To feel down one moment and on cloud nine the next. But what happens when you cannot feel? Underneath the pale flesh everything tingles while your blood runs cold. What happens when your heart beats become unnoticed? You sit in darkness while accepting the fact you are a freak; you are different. Or atleast that is what he did.

Sitting there with those amethyst eyes curved into a glare like the world is against you. But it is, isn't it? The way people avoid you due to your psychotic tendancies. It is not your fault you tell yourself, it is only in your blood. Either way you could just as easily have changed those habits, but they remain.

Scars adorn your unnaturally pale flesh, a reminder of the pain and suffering you have brought. In aworld where love overpowers, you have no place. No kind words to give; no meaning to live. No one there to love you, hold you, or to tell you it is going to be alright. But it will never be alright, will it? Either way you will still just be what you are.

The moonlight shines upon that of snow coloured locks, stained with that of crimson. The victim of your midnight rampage lies in your arms. He is yours at last, and you cannot help but notice how the blood goes nicely with his wild rainbow locks. You would not have him any other way.

"We can finally be together, angel. With no one there to tell us how our addiction is not right."

You place your crimson finger upon his cheek, the flesh as cold as ice. Gently you caress his cheek with upmost love, gazing into his own eyes. It is true, so many times you have gotten lost in them. How they sparkle and shine against the white of his bedsheets. That was the night your heart yearned for more than just a good fuck.

"I will never let you go, my rainbow painted angel. You will forever be in my arms."

As you hold the item of your affection close you notice the warmth you had once loved is missing. Is this really what you wanted? For him to die at the hands of your own obsession while screaming? Oh, but the screams were so lovely, you recall very well. Perhaps this is the only way for a demon and angel to love for ever more.

"And as you sleep, know that the blood shed was not in vain. For I love you, my little Yuugi. That will never change."

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A/N: School has started so I don't even know how I'm going to write anything. I've already got an essay to do and Science questions and it's only the third day! Ugh, this will be a loooong semester.

I know it was sad but I write sad stories. I make a lot of people cry xD

The purple button feels kinda lonely...x3