Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ blinded by hate ❯ Zankoku ( One-Shot )

~Blinded by hate~

disclaimer: I don't own yugioh.

It's not THAT angsty in all reality. . . but still, not for sensitive people, ya know? I didn't butcher this edited version like I did to pharaoh eyes, because I've always liked this story. . .lol

~yami malik's POV~

I hate you. You are a breathing mortal like everyone else.

But so am i.

No. no I'm not. I could never relate to you.

Someone so pitiful… you and your revenge; that beautiful word that cracks many, but creates more.

You know what I'm talking about, so don't deny it. You know you've built yourself up to the word. You'd die if that chance of it was gone. Revenge created you, yet hate created me. You feed me your pain.

I crave it.

The day where you die, that could be anytime. Now, later. The scene, gruesome and beautiful. To my liking of course, since it's going to be me to kill you. Blood will reek as it does, yet yours; yours will smell the way I want it. Endless pain…

No, better.

YOUR pain. . .

Your eyes, so unlike mine. But at a glance identical. Those beautiful pain filled, lustful eyes. I hate them.

Oh yes. . . I hate you and those eyes.

Words cannot describe how I feel.

Why?

Because your weak. you've mocked me.

How?

For making me leach off your strength. I could be capable of more, you know.

That's how much I hate you.

How much?

This much. . .

I ram you against the wall, full force. A ten year old child could tell what was going to happen next. . .

Sound familiar?

You were once ten. Yes. . .

You were. But I wasn't. I was ten along time ago.

You were smarter when you were ten.

Naïve, yes.

But now? Look at you. You want your revenge so bad, you're desperate.

I love that about you. No. I can't. Love is nowhere, love is nothing. I crave the way you bleed when I cut you. A little over there… a tear right there… dripping… sliding... Oozing… you really ARE a pitiful creation.

Oh I hate you. . .

You disagree, huh?

Fine, I can show you how much I hate you.

That's right. . . I want you to cower. . . tremble.

Snap.

~malik's POV~

The pain you inflict on me, unimaginable! I hold everything in. I want to cry. . . for comfort… love… hate… pain.

I need to cry.

I haven't cried since I was ten, and yes my yami, I remember.

I hold it in for you.

Weak?

Well sometimes it takes more strength to button up, rather then lash out.

But of course you wouldn't know that, now would you?

Nah. . .

Why do you want to kill? I do too. I want to kill the man who made me go mad. Insane.

Insanity has driven me to hidden depths.

It can do that, you know.

You just hop into the car. . . and off you go.

You went along. I guess were both insane.

I don't NEED to guess. I KNOW.

Do you not notice I care!? I love you, the way you are… your darkness. . .

Beautiful. . .

Comforting. . .

Mine. . .

Ours.

But yet you mock me. Why is it that you cannot see?

Because YOU my friend, are dense!

Hate is my shield.

Did you know I had a shield set up?

Revenge is my sword.

That's right. I have an invisible object for a weapon. You may never understand that.

I have no purpose. To please you maybe? You hate me… or so it seems. I'm not as blind as you think me to be. You manage to slip threw my defense, my o-so sturdy defense. Few ever do.

I set that shield up conscious, and unconsciously.

You manage to slip threw my attack.

You would be in the perfect position to understand me. You have the chance. But you don't want to take it.

Because you're afraid. Afraid of what you would find. . .

Afraid of what you would learn. . .

Take me into your pain. We can work together… why do you have to be so heartless and thrive on pain? That's why I love it when you hurt me. Take out all of your pain on me, right here. I'll help you, if you help me.

You're hurting me as we speak.

You've been hurting me the whole time. See how I take it? see how I put up with your torture? Love does funny things.

No. not funny. Cruel. . .

You have yet to learn of mental pain… my yami.

And I will teach you.

Dead or alive, you will learn. . .

~yami malik POV~

Pathetic. Why do you enjoy this!? This is supposed to be painful.

I cut you with my own nails; dragging them along a painful trail… my fingers are coated with your black-red blood. You love every minute of it.

Stop it!

I mean it…

Don't challenge my intelligence. I'm far more older and wiser than you, you pathetic being.

Love? No. you mean hate.

There is no such thing of the feeling love.

Only pain! Hate!

The way you stare at me.

More! More! You urge…

Why!?

I told you to stop!

What are you trying to prove!?

I can't take it anymore. The day has come… where you fate was made. By the ends of the sennen rod, you will die.

That's right. I'm going to foil your plans!

Hah!

SHING!

I've won the battle. . .

I've won the war. .

I won. . . I won. . .

~malik POV~

I see you taking the easy way out.

Is that so?

Well then. . .

I'd be surprised if you would ever admit it.

See I know you all to well.

I maybe dying, or dead. But the pleasure is all mine.

Because it looks like it's MY pleasure to say. . .

YOU LOSE!

~yami malik's POV~

shit.

It's too bad I needed you.

Now I'll have to find a new pawn. . .

Asshole.

And it's all YOUR fault. . .

I still hate you. . .

~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^&*~!@#$%^& *~!@#$%

I changed the ending. Why? because I had help realizing yami malik would never admit that he lost. He has so much pride. . . he wants to put the world into darkness, remember? Lol. Please R&R!