Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Angel ❯ Somewhere I Belong:: Yuugi/Yumah ( Chapter 4 )

Title: Dark Angel

Subtitle: Interlude -- Somewhere I Belong

Series: YuGiOu

Author: Lady Bakura

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.

Yami Malik's Disclaimer: Bakura-chan-sama does not own YuGiOu. It belongs to Kazuki Takahashi and other rich bastards. Linkin' Park owns the lyrics, "Somewhere I Belong". She only owns the fic, Yumah, the mark of light to the darkness, me and nothing more.

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//(When this began)

I had nothing to say and I got lost in the nothingness inside of me

(I was confused)

And I live it all out to find that I'm not the only person with these things in mind

(Inside of me)

But all that they can see the words revealed is the only real thing that I've got left to feel

(Nothing to lose)

Just stuck, hollow and alone and the fault is my own, and the fault is my own//

I blinked, opening my eyes and staring into an icy pit of darkness, a black fathom of endless anxiety. Where was I? What had happened? A sudden, tearing pain entered my soul and I could do nothing but scream as my spirit was ripped away from reality. Something brushed against my cold cheek and I looked over my shoulder, noticing the blue-black raven-like wings. So I was dead? Was this how it all ended? To be lost in an icy pit of forgetfulness and never being able to say goodbye? It was what I deserved of course, after all I had unleashed the Shadow Realm unto the world and ruled as a cold-hearted cruel Pharaoh for little over eight years. It was my destiny to burn in hell, to watch endlessly as the world passed on around me. A hand trailed up to my chest and I clutched gently at where the mark would have been under my shirt.

The mark of the light to the darkness.

It was still there. Which meant he would be spending eternity with me.

I stood on what I assumed to be solid ground, staring around and trying to pinpoint his location. I wanted answers to the many questions that ran through my mind, I wanted to know why he had played with my body and feelings for eleven years(1), I wanted to know why he had felt a need to ruin my life......as much as it wasn't ruined at least.

As if to answer my searching eyes, he appears before me with a dark laugh, arms crossed over his chest and looking much like myself.

It's because of him I'm in this damned pit of darkness, because of him that I am atoning for what he created.

His name is Yumah.

My darker side.

The one that was released by the mark of the light to the darkness.

//I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real

I wanna let go of the pain I've felt so long

(Erase all the pain till it's gone)

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I'm close to something real

I wanna find something I've wanted all along

Somewhere I belong//

He appears to lean lazily against a "wall", eyeing me with cold dark bloodstones, his raven wings are tainted with the crimson liquid that stains my own hands, the liquid I once loved to see spilt. He shakes his head and clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth, as if chiding me. He runs it across his lips, bloodlust dancing in his eyes. Yumah is a demon from the depths of hell, one of Hell's Angels but at the same time myself, my other half, my pure darkness. Yami was just a puppet, a worthless tool covering up the true darker, the one no one else saw. The night I had been betrayed was when he became unleashed, at first whispering poison into my mind before taking control of my actions and then our body.

"You should be happy to see me, Yuugi-hikari," he purrs out my pet name, running a bloodstained hand through his hair and leaving streaks of red. Dark bloodstones glint mischievously at me. "After all, you should be pleased you got to show them who you were, who you really were for eight years."

"Uresai, oiishiri," I hiss, clenching my hands so tight the little crescent marks left by my nails draw blood. I feel a hunger pang through my being -- he has me too much like him. Yumah only walks forward, gripping one of my wrists harshly and opening the palm, licking the blood away. I turn my head in disgust; disgust at him for making me like this, disgust at myself for liking what he was doing. I would never be with ojiisan and my parents, I'm not pure enough to enter Heaven's gates. Yumah's bloodstones look at me and he lifts his head, laughing at my thoughts.

"Yuugi, Yuugi, Yuugi......" He runs a hand over my cheek and I hiss softly, hating myself for liking it. "Without me you would be lost, would have died years ago due to your loneliness and depression," he purrs, capturing a blood tear that drips down my cheek on his tongue, licking it up. "Without me you would have never seen the glorious world we created, the delicious pain we gave. Without me you would have submitted to those fools long ago, allowed them to have you any way they wanted."

I try to fight the lies, the poison he drips with every word, with every sentence. But it's the truth and I clutch at my head, feeling his icy darkness enter my soul, spreading through my veins. I had managed to spare the world from our grasp when our soldiers had captured Mokuba, without their leader the resistance surely would have fallen and left the world to the darkness I now reside in.

//And I've got nothing to say, I can't believe I didn't fall right down on my face

(I was so confused)

Looking everywhere only to find that it's not the way I had imagined it all in my mind

(So what am I)

What do I have but negativity 'cause I can't trust to find the way everyone is looking at me

(Nothing to lose)

Nothing to gain, hollow and alone and the fault is my own, and the fault is my own//

"Don't fight it," Yumah whispers before pressing his lips to my own. I gasp at the contact and he slides his tongue in with skill. How many times had we done this to Yami, how many times had we done this to the worthless fool?

I whimper at the thoughts into his mouth and I can feel his wicked smile. Already I'm falling once more into the dark pit of depression and anxiety, the pain of knowing I was never wanted nor needed by anyone other than a mere vessel for that Ra damned Pharaoh's soul came up once more and I immediately relaxed, feeling ice coursing through my veins. When we pulled away from each other I noticed his pleased smirk and the mental image he was showing me in my "mind" was proof that I was and always had been a child of darkness, never a child of light.

Would children of light have cold, dead amethyst bloodstones? Would children of light have raven-black wings stained with blood like their hands? Would children of light have ever unleashed a world of darkness unto our reality? No, I didn't think so.

I feel myself mirror his smirk and Yumah nods approvingly, kissing my lips more gently this time and the world of darkness around us shifts into a more comfortable, forest-type setting. The world of darkness had been the darkness in my own soul, the empty pit that just needed filling again. I watch as my darker brings a palm up and a black orb appears in front of us, making way for an image.

The world is re-shaping itself after my so-called "sacrifice" and as I can see, seventeen years have passed since our "death". Why have I only woken up after seventeen years of sleep is beyond me and I think for once Yumah is at a lack of suggestions too.

//I will never know myself until I do this on my own

And I will never feel anything else until my wounds are healed

I will never be anything till I break away from me

I will break away and find myself today//

He lets the black orb balance between us before walking around and behind me. I feel his lips on my ear and I purr like a cat. His arms wrap around my waist and he kisses my lobe, sending shivers up my spine. We are technically one and the same but he feels so......real.

"It's time," Yumah whispers into my ear, the poison dripping once more. "After seventeen years of endless sleep now is the time to start again. We shall start from scratch, slowly building until our little empire is whole again."

"And no one shall stand in my way," I hiss, my eyes flashing as he disappears into my soul, feeding me with a completeness that wasn't there before. I watch coldly as the Black Magician and Elfin Swordsman appear and kneel, waiting for my command. I watch cruelly as I come to know Mokuba and Rebecca's child more than he knows himself.

I'm coming for you, Noa Seto Kaiba, one way or another I shall break away from this prison and regain my hold on my puzzle that is in your possession.

And someday my reign will start all over again.

//I wanna heal, I wanna feel like somewhere I belong

I wanna heal, I wanna feel like somewhere I belong

Somewhere I belong.........//

Owari.........

(1) Eleven years -- three years of being ignored, eight years of reign

Baku-chan's EndNotes: Surprised ya, eh? Mwahahahaha, betcha thought I was just going to continue with "Team Millennium" and forget about this, ne? YA WRONG! DEAD WRONG! *laughs maniacally* "Somewhere I Belong" is my new favourite song by Linkin' Park and it just sounded right for this little interlude *shrugs* And don't we just love Yumah, my sweet little darkling?

Yumah: Feh, he and I are two completely different individuals, I just happen to have more of an influence on him than Pharaoh no Bakamono and we all know it >=3

Baku-chan: *kuggles him* Yeah! If it were up to me, Yumah would be in Yami's place and Yuugi would kick total ass! Hell, he needs someone to help him when he's ignored all the time in favour of Pharaoh no Bakamono cus the baka takes up all of his screen time *huggles a Yuugi plushie* Read n' review, people...... NAKED MOLE PEOPLE!!! *twirls and crashes*