Warnings: None really.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh but, if I did it would be a lot darker. Because, evil is fun. Though, the entire world might turn suicidal…So, it's best that I don't own it. Which, I do not. So, that takes care of that potential issue. Heh heh

'Puzzle Pieces'

Act: 2

'The Designs of You and Me'

By: KnotofRibbon

Life is like a spider web.

You spin it the way you like with your own design. One that would suit you and you can lay there and rest to think. Sometimes, you climb to reach the top and, other times you fall down but, it's controlled.

Life is a lot of waiting.

Waiting for something good. Expecting something bad and, you watch with careful eyes until one or the other comes along to steal you. It makes you so wrapped up in yourself while you're twirling the others around you in a sealed death trap, so to speak.

There's always inspiration behind every story. Even if it was subconscious.

That's what I think and, it applies to everything really. It's true that it may confuse you and then you begin to wonder just how, where, and why such thoughts came to your mind.

Well, don't ask me. They're your senses to take check of.

People are like rain.

They can be soothing, chaotic, confusing, deliberate, heavy, light, cold, warm, and the list goes on. Sometimes, we become worse off and sometimes we break to sunshine and rainbows and all that jazz that no one ends up caring about in the end. Sure, you're excited for a moment, but then the purpose just dies, doesn't it?

You know, it's these strange and twisting thoughts that make me wonder if I'm losing my mind or if I've already lost it. The sound of thunder startles me awake and there I lay and stare at the ceiling with a wandering mind. Mostly, I can't even register what I'm thinking about until something shocks me. Then, I start to believe.

It's not just me, is it?

Those eyes still stare at me, like a hawk eyeing up it's prey, in the impenetrable darkness. Beating as if they had a pulse and breaking me to the point where I stand and chase after the wind you left behind. Sometimes, I feel like my feet can step in time with yours and fall into the craters you left behind.

Because, in the end isn't that what I was disposed as? An empty crater yet so full of these thoughts and emotions that it's almost unbearable.

It's true what they say. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger and I am strong. I died and yet, I survived and I was strong. I was. I existed among you all for a long time. However, looking back on it now I wish it would have been a bit longer still.

Because, even if you're still alive you may have already died.

It's hard. It really is to remember such things. Despite my other half, you were the one that made the biggest impression on me. After all, when I glanced back, I saw the expression on your face as I was leaving you all in the dust. It made me believe that you were a liar and you didn't hate me so as you had claimed in all those moments of desperation.

We had an understanding. We had a certain bond. And, we most definitely had the deepest respect for each other.

I can see now that you didn't really want me to leave. Perhaps, you were envious that you didn't get to duel me and, in that sense, we didn't have a real farewell.

I apologize for that.

I won't say that I want you to forgive me, however, because I don't. I want you to really, un-scathingly, hate me. Then, I could be with you forever. Or, at least until you pass on as well. But, that's long enough, isn't it?

Life is like a spider web.

Remember that well and dissect it and rip it apart. You build your own dreams. You were always good at that. It's complicated.

Sometimes, when I'm lying here, not really breathing anymore, I think about you. I allow my mind drift, because that's all I have now, to wondering if you can feel my presence still with you, within you.

I tell myself, yes. I pretend that you could never forget me.

But, the undeniable truth is that after a few years you'll all carry on as if I never existed. You'll smile on as if I weren't gone. You'll laugh like I never made my mark on time.

And, that hurts but… I don't want any of you to hurt.

The undeniable truth is that you could have forgotten me by now. You could have pushed me to the corners of your mind and sealed me up in that cocoon along the spider web, hiding me. I'd suffocate in my little pieces but be proud and happy at the same time.

That was one thing we both shared. Pride.

Maybe, we'll be joined once again some day.

I promise you another duel. That's what we liked the most, right?

You see, life is like a game. All you have to do is know how to play it.

(A/N:: Short, I know. But… I have no idea where in the world that was going. Maybe, we can just think of it as a second part, from Yami's POV this time, of Puzzle Pieces. Yes, reading over this now, we can certainly deduct that that was where it was coming from. Perhaps… I hope it made a little sense to you all.

Take care!

KnotofRibbon)