Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Angel ❯ Konya wa HARIKAE-N :: Yami ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Dark Angel

Series: YuGiOu

Author: Dark Light Goddess

Warnings: shounen ai, shoujou ai, the usual

Plot Bunny: AU, inspired by "Without You" by Sarina Fannel. When everything gets too much for you, when people who claim to be your friends ignore you for so long, what do you do? This is the future, a world ruled by darkness. A world ruled by one Yuugi Mutou.

Otogi Muse's Disclaimer: Dark-sama does not own YuGiOu. It belongs to Kazuki Takahashi and other rich bastards. The original Bubblegum Crisis creators own the lyrics, "Konya Wa HARIKE-N". She only owns the fic, me and nothing more.

Dark's Forward Notes: Who's POV it is will be shown at the end! *evil grin* It's gonna be one I bet you'd never expect XD And as for the lyrics, it just sounded right ;)

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//(Did you know?) I kept running......

(Did you dream?) ......down the stormy highway......

(Did you lie?) ......searching for my interrupted dream......

(Did you know?) ......letting all the bitter illusions......

(Did you dream?) ......and lies......

(Did you lie?) ......just blow off my back......

(No, no, no my heart)//

The world was engulfed in shadows, had been so for little over eight years in a crushing embrace of death, destruction and darkness. I had watched it all go by and not do a thing, only now I wish I had. And yet I had been the one to nurture the darkness within him, had been the one who had allowed the dark flower to bloom deep within and take over the seeping innocence he'd once held. An innocence incapable of killing, incapable of doing anything to harm another being. The monsters he'd released from the shadow world treated him like a Pharaoh, grateful for their escape to the real world. Humans feared and cowered before him, beneath his piercing cold amethyst gaze. Ever since that day he saw humans as inferior, ruled over them with a grip of steel and an iron fist. He controlled the world, controlled everything.

He was......no, is still Yuugi Mutou, the one everyone left behind in darkness and left to die. But no, they were all dead, except for the few he still kept around as playthings, such as myself. Their tortured screams had echoed through our home, this citadel of darkness, of evil and shadows. Now there were just wrangled sobs and soft pleas, they were only empty shells of who they used to be and that was how he wanted it. I sit by his side now, naked and exposed for all to see as he sits on his cold, hard throne, about to pass judgement on a poor soul who never meant no harm in whatever crime they committed. His hand is running through my dirty hair, gripping it every now and then roughly. I shudder beneath his touch and I can literally sense the wicked smile that has curled.

//(I want your love)

We're all just lonely hearts in the big city, children lost in love

Day by day in the big city, tears aggravate thoughts that just won't sleep

(I want your love)//

I still remember when he had gained control of each and every sennen item in existence along with the God cards. It was the day the world changed, the day everything anybody knew was gone......forever. He had laughed as the shadow world was ripped open, had laughed as thousands of innocent people had lost their lives and families, their homes destroyed and valuables gone. He had laughed as those that had called themselves his friends came from the flames and wreckage of what used to be Domino and had asked why he was doing what he was. I had only stood by on the side and watched as power gathered at his fingertips, unimaginable power the likes of which I had never seen. The Egyptian boy had stepped forward to shield them all away, only to find his power had been taken away. Yuugi had merely smiled and said what a fool he had been, to think that friendship and love actually existed. The brunette girl had protested, of course, saying it did, but he only killed her. The rest of them have either been condemned to death, are being controlled by the sennen rod or are pleasure slaves like myself.

//Tonight......hurricane!

......I want to......hurricane!

......tell you I love you......(loving you)

Tonight......hurricane!

......feel it......hurricane!

......like you mean it. Touch!

Give me touch!//

My eyes finally recognized the one in front of us. Yuugi stands and lets go of my hair, the endless gold on his being sparkling in the flame-torch lights as he walks......no, glides towards his newest prisoner, the leader of a rebellion hidden deep within the bowls of what used to be Domino City. I watch silently as the guards drop the teenager before him, now only to be held by the power of Chain Energy.

"I told you long ago it was futile to even think of gaining power against me," he purrs, lifting his chin and brushing long dark locks away from cobalt eyes. Those eyes try their best to glare but only show small amounts of fear at the back.

//(Did you know?) Darting words......

(Did you dream?) ......that merely placate......

(Did you lie?) ......won't help me share the pain in your heart.

(Did you know?) I want you to tell me;

(Did you dream?) what is it......

(Did you lie?) ......that makes your eyes so gloomy?

(Sin ~ Sin ~ Singe your heart)//

"Bastard," the child, for that was all he was -- a mere child, spat as he tried to struggle against the Chain Energy that held him tightly against his will. He was backhanded, his body limply falling on its side to the floor. A dark chuckle reached my ears and I shrunk back into the shadows as the Pharaoh sauntered back to the throne before gracefully sitting on it.

"Pathetic. I expected better from one of the Kaiba brothers, Mokuba." Yuugi snapped his fingers and the guards instantly responded. "Take him to the dungeons, I shall deal with him later. Tell Ryou he has my permission to do what he wants with the brat."

A snarl curled on Mokuba's lips. I still remember when those eyes had held nothing but innocence and adoration for his elder brother. But Seto was dead and his cobalt orbs held nothing but pure, black hatred. "Even if you kill me like you did my brother, others will rise to take my place, Pharaoh." He said the last word with utter malice, sarcasm literally dripping from it before he was finally dragged away, innocence lost forever in a whirlpool of anger and hatred for the one that was the ruler of our twisted reality.

//In the big city, our hearts are all torn and we're tired of dancing around in the night

Emptily, day by day in the big city, we long for even a little warmth

(I want your love)//

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//Tonight......hurricane!

......I want to......hurricane!

......tell you I love you......(loving you)

Tonight......hurricane!

I want you to......hurricane!

......hold me once more. Touch!

Burning touch!//

As I lay here on the twisted black silk sheets waiting for him, I can deftly hear cries of pain echoing through the citadel. Whatever courage little Mokuba had in him was gone, stripped to reveal the child beneath the lies. Ryou does his work well, I suppose, taking after his darker half. At least he had a choice whether or not to live this life. He visits me sometimes in this lonely corner of our home and I can tell he is growing bitter and cold. I wonder how long before he caves in? How long before insanity finally steps in and takes control, like it did his darker? I cannot help but wonder.

//We're all just lonely hearts in the big city, children lost in love

Day by day in the big city, tears aggravate thoughts that just won't sleep

(I want your love)//

Yuugi finally returns from his shower, refreshed and ready for the night. I can see something far away in his eyes and to me it looks like......regret? Guilt? Those amethyst orbs harden once more, placing the child inside away in darkness like he does every night. Again, like every night, he walks over to the window and sits on the plush cushioning that lines the sill, staring out across a world that is his, a world full of sins. Just once I would like to go over and hold him in my arms once more, hold him as he cries which I know he is doing so silently. The moonlit glow leaves him stunningly beautiful and the innocent child I thought of him back then.

//Tonight......hurricane!

......I want to......hurricane!

......tell you I love you......(loving you)

Tonight......hurricane!

......feel it......hurricane!

......like you mean it. Touch!

(I want your love)//

"Yuugi-sama......?" I finally speak, even though I know I have been harshly told not to. My voice is coarse from not being used. He doesn't respond and instead draws his knees to his chest and wraps his arms around them, still looking out at the star-lit sky. His shoulders are shaking, the tell-tale sign that tears a trailing silently down his cheeks, that although he may be a cruel man of twenty-two, there is still an innocent child within, a child that wants to crawl away from the harsh realities and try to find any light left inside. Slowly, with a cat-like grace I have obtained over the eight years of his reign, I move away from the bed I was laying upon and over to the window where I stand for several minutes before finally gaining courage lost in the sands of time to wrap my arms around him. His body stiffens slightly and I am afraid of what may come, but he allows me to embrace him in a hug, something I thought I would never be able to do again.

Others may fear you as the cruel man you are on the outside......

But I still see the real you on the inside, my aibou. The one who freed me from an eternity in darkness only to place me back and follow me in.

I am Yami formerly Yugiou, my past and a page of Egypt's past forgotten in the sands of time and engraved in three separate tomes forever lost. The one who lead his hikari to darkness never to be pulled out, the one who gave his hikari to shadows because of selfishness and the one who sold his hikari to evil because of loneliness............

//Tonight......hurricane! (Tonight......hurricane)

......I want to......hurricane! (I want to......hurricane)

......tell you I love you......(loving you)

Tonight......hurricane! (Tonight......hurricane)

......I want you to......hurricane! (I want you to......hurricane)

......hold me once more. Touch!

Burning Touch!

Give me touch!

Burning Touch!)

Owari.........

Dark's EndNotes: Surprised ya, huh? *evil grin* Betcha never thought it was going to be Yami, ne? I just heard the midi to "Konya wa HARIKE-N!" and it sounded good. I don't think the lyrics particularly helped, though, but it had to be done. I was going to do Yami Malik at first, but then Yami just came to mind so I changed it. I think it came out quite well. To fans of "Prince of Death"; don't worry, this is just a break from it and I will get back to the fic as soon as the writer's block lifts up *points to a huge boulder with her Prince of Death work squashed under and her muses trying to push it off* This was inspired by "Without You" by Sarina Fannel (which has FINALLY been updated with a chapter two that gives us Baku-chan's good graces) and is only a one-shot fic, so don't expect any more. Unless I get a good reason to and lyrics to work for a second chapter [but THAT will only be as far as it goes].

*over by the writer's block, her muses are sitting near it and sweating*

Mariku Muse: *looks at Kurama Muse* Why don't you just use your Rose Whip like you did with that Genbu guy?

Kurama Muse: *turns to glare at Hiei Muse* Because SOMEONE thought it would be fun to use my Rose Whip for OTHER uses. *points towards a tied-up-and-gagged Anzu* And besides, would you want to let HER loose on the poor, unsuspecting world of bishies?

Otogi Muse: Um, you've got a point. *all shrug and begin to walk away, not hearing Anzu's muffled yells, or else they did and didn't pay attention, one or the other*