Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Change of Heart Trilogy ❯ Lonely Day ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Yami's Girl710 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 12.24.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 564 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 12.24.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 564 | Status: Work In Progress
YG710: Konichiwa Minna-san!! I'm back!
Yami: You never left.
YG710: Oh yeah ^_^; Well anyways if anyone is looking for a continuation in 'The 8th Millenium Item' they'II be waiting for awhile because I have writers block.
Yami: Why don't you get a muse?
YG710: I have one. Her name is Neko. She is half cat half human. But she hasn't come up with anything either.
Yami: So what's this one about?
YG710: Well it's part one in a three-part songfic series. This is for Pingpong since I know she is a major Bakura Fan. I heard this song on one of my new cd's and I thought it would do great in a fic about him and his Yami.
Yami: I'm estatic.-_-
YG710: *glares at the extremely attractive ex-pharaoh* Warnings and disclaimers Pharaoh no baka.
Yami: You've been hanging with that Tomb Robber haven't you?
YG710: *smiles innocently* Maybe...
Yami: *sighs* Yami's Girl710 does not, I repeat, not own Yugioh. If she did not only would I be shirtless but so would Yami Bakura and Joey. *Blushes* Why did you write that?!
YG710: I would do that you know. *drools just thinking about it*
Yami: Forget it. She also does not own the song 'Lonely Day' because Phantom Planet owns it. This fic will contain some curses and implied shonen ai.
YG710: *still drooling*
Yami: Let's get this over with.
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*...* Lyrics
"..." Speech
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Lonely Day
By Yami's Girl710
*I could tell from the minute I woke up it was gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day.
Rise and shine rub the sleep out of my eyes and try to tell myself I can't go back to bed.*
I lay in my bed fully awake. It is 6 in the morning and I had just woken up from another horrible nightmare. My body is covered in sweat and I'm hyperventilating. I hold on desperately onto the sheets as if it is the only thing keeping me calm. My silver locks hang damply covering most of my face.
Every night for about a month I have been experiencing my nightly beatings in my dreams. As much as I tried to stop them they wouldn't go away. I was always known as being the optimist; always cheerful, smile never faltering. But for awhile I've dropped the entire look-on-the-bright-side act and become extremely depressed. 'Weak' as my yami would call it.
I hug my pillow as I try to fall back to sleep but to no avail. I want to sleep; I want to sleep and never wake up. But that's not going to happen no matter how much I want it to...
*It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely day.*
I slid out of bed slowly and limped my way to the bathroom. My leg had been twisted badly the night before by my yami. I had tried my best to keep it from becoming worse but fainted in the process. Now I could see the leg had turned black and blue during the night. I stripped off my clothes and entered the shower. I winced in pain as the water hit my various cuts and bruises. In my mind I could hear a low snicker. I ignored it knowing who it was. (Yami: That Tomb Robber no baka, YG710: Shh!)
When I had finished my shower I walked back to my room with only a towel covering my midsection (YG710: *faints*). I steeped over to the window and pulled up the shades. At that moment the brilliant rays of dawn filtered through the once dark room. As I slipped on a fresh pair of clothing I stared out into space with millions of things running through my mind. I didn't even bother to admire the beauty of the sunrise.
*Even though the sun is shining down on me and I should feel about as happy as can be.*
I hate him yet I love him. Is that even possible? Is it possible to love the person who's soul purpose seems to be making you suffer? At times I think I've lost my mind to even find him attractive but as I dwelled more on the subject I started to realize that my theories were true. I had fallen in love with my Yami. I was a little surprised at first but began to see why I had fallen for him. His past was a painful one, I knew that. I knew why he was on the edge of insanity and why he was so cold toward me. It was because he didn't want to get too close to anyone for fear of losing them. As for him beating me up I still haven't found a reason to that one.
But of course he will never return the feelings. He hates me. He doesn't bother calling me by my name; he always called me 'weakling', 'wuss', 'pathetic', and an assortment of others. Everyday I went through the same thing. I wake up tired and weak, go to school, come home, and finally get the bloody shit beaten out of me. Hell even the beatings seemed normal to me.
As the sun rose higher into the sky time also passed. It was close to 8:00 and I had yet to eat breakfast. I was glad it was Saturday because I was in no mood for school. But then again that meant I was alone with Bakura today. As if on cue he appeared in front of me smirking. I look up fearfully.
"H-hello," I stutter. Damn. Now I'm going to get it.
He raises a hand and slaps me hard across the face. I grasp my reddening cheek as it stung with pain.
"Never," he pauses and slaps me again on the other cheek, "Stutter again."
I have to use all my will power not to whimper or break down. I waited for him to strike me again but nothing came.
"I too tired to deal with you right now. Consider yourself extremely lucky," he said as he laid down on my bed.
I stared at him for awhile with confused but relieved eyes. I blinked a few times before finding the courage to speak.
"I'm going to see Yugi today. If it's alright with you that is," I said quietly.
There was no response just an awkward silence. I stood up from my bed and leaned over Bakura. Turned out he was asleep.
I sighed and walked out of the room, careful not to make a noise. As I reached the last step I thought that I might have a chance to leave without Bakura noticing. Well that went down the drain the minute the phone rang.
'Ring!'
I remained frozen.
'Ring!!'
I walked noiselessly toward the front door.
'Ring!!!'
As my hand encircled he knob I heard it.
"WEAKLING!! PICK UP THE F***ING PHONE!!!" Bakura yelled from the top step.
I opened the door and ran as fast as I could from the house. I didn't even bother closing the door or take the time to notice the throbbing pain in my leg. My prime goal was to get the hell out of there.
*I just got here and I already want to leave.
It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day.
It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day.
As I reached the Game Shop my heartbeat returned to its normal speed and I started calm down. But that changed when I saw the sign on the front door. It read: 'Closed for Weekend.'
"Damn!" I cursed. I slumped against the door and started to cry. I cried the tears I had been holding up for the past month.
The anquish, the pain, everything came out through my tears.
*It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely day...*
The fact that I had friends who knew I was in pain but didn't know why or how to stop it. The fact the one I loved would never return my feelings.
*Everybody knows that something's wrong
But nobody knows what's going on!
We all sing that same old song!
When you want it all to go away it's shapin up to be a lonely day.*
I wanted to end it. I needed to. It was the only way I could be at peace.
*I could tell from the minute I woke up it was gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day
It was gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day...*
My friends wouldn't be as shocked. They knew how depressed I have been lately. Maybe they wouldn't even care.
*Everybody knows that something's wrong
But nobody knows what's going on!
We all sing that same old song
When we want it all to go away it's shapin up to be a lonely day.*
Maybe, just maybe...
*I could tell from the minut I woke up it was going to be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day.
It was going to be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely...(fades into backround)
Everybody knows that something's wrong
('lonely' repeating itself as backround music)
but nobody knows what's going on!
Everybody knows that somethings wrong
But nobody knows what's going ooooon!*
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YG710: That was part one of my series of Yami Bakura/Ryou fics. Part two will be on Avril Lavigne's Song 'I'm With You'.
Yami: ...
YG710: Uh, Yami? You ok?
Yami: ...
YG710: Okay. Well while I tend to Yami's uh...silence, you review! Since it's Christmas Eve, Part two won't be posted for a few days. Happy Holidays!!
Yami: ...
YG710: -_-; *slaps Yami upside the head*
Yami: Oww! *sighs* Merry Christmas.
YG710: *blows a kiss to the readers* And a happy new year!!!
Yami: You never left.
YG710: Oh yeah ^_^; Well anyways if anyone is looking for a continuation in 'The 8th Millenium Item' they'II be waiting for awhile because I have writers block.
Yami: Why don't you get a muse?
YG710: I have one. Her name is Neko. She is half cat half human. But she hasn't come up with anything either.
Yami: So what's this one about?
YG710: Well it's part one in a three-part songfic series. This is for Pingpong since I know she is a major Bakura Fan. I heard this song on one of my new cd's and I thought it would do great in a fic about him and his Yami.
Yami: I'm estatic.-_-
YG710: *glares at the extremely attractive ex-pharaoh* Warnings and disclaimers Pharaoh no baka.
Yami: You've been hanging with that Tomb Robber haven't you?
YG710: *smiles innocently* Maybe...
Yami: *sighs* Yami's Girl710 does not, I repeat, not own Yugioh. If she did not only would I be shirtless but so would Yami Bakura and Joey. *Blushes* Why did you write that?!
YG710: I would do that you know. *drools just thinking about it*
Yami: Forget it. She also does not own the song 'Lonely Day' because Phantom Planet owns it. This fic will contain some curses and implied shonen ai.
YG710: *still drooling*
Yami: Let's get this over with.
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*...* Lyrics
"..." Speech
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Lonely Day
By Yami's Girl710
*I could tell from the minute I woke up it was gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day.
Rise and shine rub the sleep out of my eyes and try to tell myself I can't go back to bed.*
I lay in my bed fully awake. It is 6 in the morning and I had just woken up from another horrible nightmare. My body is covered in sweat and I'm hyperventilating. I hold on desperately onto the sheets as if it is the only thing keeping me calm. My silver locks hang damply covering most of my face.
Every night for about a month I have been experiencing my nightly beatings in my dreams. As much as I tried to stop them they wouldn't go away. I was always known as being the optimist; always cheerful, smile never faltering. But for awhile I've dropped the entire look-on-the-bright-side act and become extremely depressed. 'Weak' as my yami would call it.
I hug my pillow as I try to fall back to sleep but to no avail. I want to sleep; I want to sleep and never wake up. But that's not going to happen no matter how much I want it to...
*It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely day.*
I slid out of bed slowly and limped my way to the bathroom. My leg had been twisted badly the night before by my yami. I had tried my best to keep it from becoming worse but fainted in the process. Now I could see the leg had turned black and blue during the night. I stripped off my clothes and entered the shower. I winced in pain as the water hit my various cuts and bruises. In my mind I could hear a low snicker. I ignored it knowing who it was. (Yami: That Tomb Robber no baka, YG710: Shh!)
When I had finished my shower I walked back to my room with only a towel covering my midsection (YG710: *faints*). I steeped over to the window and pulled up the shades. At that moment the brilliant rays of dawn filtered through the once dark room. As I slipped on a fresh pair of clothing I stared out into space with millions of things running through my mind. I didn't even bother to admire the beauty of the sunrise.
*Even though the sun is shining down on me and I should feel about as happy as can be.*
I hate him yet I love him. Is that even possible? Is it possible to love the person who's soul purpose seems to be making you suffer? At times I think I've lost my mind to even find him attractive but as I dwelled more on the subject I started to realize that my theories were true. I had fallen in love with my Yami. I was a little surprised at first but began to see why I had fallen for him. His past was a painful one, I knew that. I knew why he was on the edge of insanity and why he was so cold toward me. It was because he didn't want to get too close to anyone for fear of losing them. As for him beating me up I still haven't found a reason to that one.
But of course he will never return the feelings. He hates me. He doesn't bother calling me by my name; he always called me 'weakling', 'wuss', 'pathetic', and an assortment of others. Everyday I went through the same thing. I wake up tired and weak, go to school, come home, and finally get the bloody shit beaten out of me. Hell even the beatings seemed normal to me.
As the sun rose higher into the sky time also passed. It was close to 8:00 and I had yet to eat breakfast. I was glad it was Saturday because I was in no mood for school. But then again that meant I was alone with Bakura today. As if on cue he appeared in front of me smirking. I look up fearfully.
"H-hello," I stutter. Damn. Now I'm going to get it.
He raises a hand and slaps me hard across the face. I grasp my reddening cheek as it stung with pain.
"Never," he pauses and slaps me again on the other cheek, "Stutter again."
I have to use all my will power not to whimper or break down. I waited for him to strike me again but nothing came.
"I too tired to deal with you right now. Consider yourself extremely lucky," he said as he laid down on my bed.
I stared at him for awhile with confused but relieved eyes. I blinked a few times before finding the courage to speak.
"I'm going to see Yugi today. If it's alright with you that is," I said quietly.
There was no response just an awkward silence. I stood up from my bed and leaned over Bakura. Turned out he was asleep.
I sighed and walked out of the room, careful not to make a noise. As I reached the last step I thought that I might have a chance to leave without Bakura noticing. Well that went down the drain the minute the phone rang.
'Ring!'
I remained frozen.
'Ring!!'
I walked noiselessly toward the front door.
'Ring!!!'
As my hand encircled he knob I heard it.
"WEAKLING!! PICK UP THE F***ING PHONE!!!" Bakura yelled from the top step.
I opened the door and ran as fast as I could from the house. I didn't even bother closing the door or take the time to notice the throbbing pain in my leg. My prime goal was to get the hell out of there.
*I just got here and I already want to leave.
It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day.
It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day.
As I reached the Game Shop my heartbeat returned to its normal speed and I started calm down. But that changed when I saw the sign on the front door. It read: 'Closed for Weekend.'
"Damn!" I cursed. I slumped against the door and started to cry. I cried the tears I had been holding up for the past month.
The anquish, the pain, everything came out through my tears.
*It's gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely day...*
The fact that I had friends who knew I was in pain but didn't know why or how to stop it. The fact the one I loved would never return my feelings.
*Everybody knows that something's wrong
But nobody knows what's going on!
We all sing that same old song!
When you want it all to go away it's shapin up to be a lonely day.*
I wanted to end it. I needed to. It was the only way I could be at peace.
*I could tell from the minute I woke up it was gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day
It was gonna be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day...*
My friends wouldn't be as shocked. They knew how depressed I have been lately. Maybe they wouldn't even care.
*Everybody knows that something's wrong
But nobody knows what's going on!
We all sing that same old song
When we want it all to go away it's shapin up to be a lonely day.*
Maybe, just maybe...
*I could tell from the minut I woke up it was going to be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, day.
It was going to be a lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely...(fades into backround)
Everybody knows that something's wrong
('lonely' repeating itself as backround music)
but nobody knows what's going on!
Everybody knows that somethings wrong
But nobody knows what's going ooooon!*
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YG710: That was part one of my series of Yami Bakura/Ryou fics. Part two will be on Avril Lavigne's Song 'I'm With You'.
Yami: ...
YG710: Uh, Yami? You ok?
Yami: ...
YG710: Okay. Well while I tend to Yami's uh...silence, you review! Since it's Christmas Eve, Part two won't be posted for a few days. Happy Holidays!!
Yami: ...
YG710: -_-; *slaps Yami upside the head*
Yami: Oww! *sighs* Merry Christmas.
YG710: *blows a kiss to the readers* And a happy new year!!!