A/N: Well, to be honest, I've had this done for a while now, but it needed a little bit of tweaking. Again, I apologize my updates are so infrequent. If there's anyone still waiting for me to get my ass in gear after all this time, thank you for waiting! It means the world to me. This chapter is extremely short (then again, they all are) but I guarantee it's leading up to something. I promise!
As always, thanks so much for your support. Don't own YGO.
~iago
Chapter 5
I walk to my classes in a daze. It's hard for me to believe you've forgotten me. It's hard for me to believe you've erased me from your memories, but time worked well to erase me from you. I see that now.
I soon realize that in my haste to leave, I must have forgotten my homework at the coffee shop. It's uncharacteristic of me to do so. Forgetting is not something I do. Even the teacher's assistant notices something is off when I can't answer any of the discussion questions.
My classes pass by but I've learned nothing new all afternoon - all I can see are your empty eyes staring into mine passively. Blue and cold. Cold and blue.
As I get on the bus to return to the coffee shop, your sharp words still pierce me like knives. There is nothing more I want than to be in your embrace, but I begin to think that maybe it's time for me to move on. I've waited all this time and stayed so close, but you were always so far away, too high and unreachable. And every day that I wait, another piece of my heart dies. Soon, I think to myself, there won't be any more pieces to die.
As I make my way back to the coffee shop after my classes end, my thoughts turn to Evan, who has done all the insignificant little things for me since forever. No doubt he's there now, working until I get back and relieve him so he can do his own studying. From making me coffee when I'm trying to do my homework to making sure I'm safe when I walk home at night, Evan has protected me while you forgot about me. Your cold blue eyes haunt me in ways I never even though possible and perhaps all too soon, I begin to think that maybe Evan is a good idea.
I've found you Seto, but you haven't found me. You haven't even been looking. I'm not a fighter. I never was. So maybe I can finally give up and turn the other way. Maybe I can finally forget about you just like how you've forgotten about me.
So I turn towards Evan, who commented on me leaving my homework at the shop earlier, and ask him if he's busy on Saturday, "There's a new Egyptian exhibit at the museum," I say looking into his eyes that have widened by surprise, "Would you like to go with me?"
A/N: Omg What is Kisara doing? She needs to be with Seto! Anyone else worried about her decisions? Review and let me know what you think!