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Dark Crimson Rivers

Part 2: Lost

Yugi's POV

It's been a year.

A lot can happen in one year.

It takes hours to do homework.

It takes minutes to talk.

It takes seconds to die.

I don't know how long I could take any more of this. I don't hang out with my friends wait ex-friends actually. They all left me for Yami. The better of us. He's more confidant, good looking, and tougher. I can understand since I'm the little one that is less than him.

Sometimes I wished I didn't solve the puzzle. Other times I'm glad that I did. Now I regret the whole thing. Every time I'm with my friends they always see Yami not me. Well I don't care anymore. I don't go out with them to wherever they want to go. I just stayed in my room wondering if the life with Yami was better than one without him. I mainly pick the one without. It was much better without any friends anyways. They'll just use you up until they find something new to play with. Like Yami. He's the new one this time. Until they find something new, which I highly doubt, then they'd probably still keep him in their little group.

They didn't do that with me.

I was just left in the dust, forgotten. I lost my way walking around this world that I inhabited years ago.

Would things be different if I didn't solve the puzzle? Yeah it would be just the way it has always been. I'll be ignored, looked down upon, and get beaten on a regular basis. That's looks like a better future than this one. My grandpa at least noticed me. Now he just doesn't. Yami has replaced me in their lives. It's much better anyways. No on would care about me and I won't have problems dealing with them where I won't have to sacrifice my life for them or anyone for that matter. Who cares if the world is hell? This is already hell. I live in hell.

I don't know the difference between dreams and reality anymore. It's all just a blur.

I stare at a picture that was taken a year ago. Everyone was included. I wasn't taken out of it. I was there. Then I think of what they've done to me this whole year. They started to ignore me after everything I did for them. I guess this is what being back stabbed feels like.

I gripped it hard and threw it hard across the room shattering the frame and glass. I walked over and picked up the picture that fell out. I took out a match and watched it burn. They say that if you burn your picture your soul will burn too. I hope theirs do. Mine won't because I lost it somewhere. It fell behind in time and I know that I can't travel back because I don't know where I left it. It has probably died off along with me.

I wish I would just hurry up and die.

But I can't. No matter how hard I tried it still didn't work. So I just go harming myself. Usually just pass a bully and then they'll beat me up since no one is there with me or I just cut myself. It's no big really. I covered up the bruises on my face with some of the girls cover up. It works Yami never noticed anything. I began cutting things that I could see whether it'd be sheets, pieces of meat that are rotten, or something. When I ran out of things to cut I started cutting myself and before I knew it I was marked with cuts that I inflicted upon myself.

Yami never noticed. And he never will because he won't find out. This is my secret, something that I can keep to myself.

I never kept my deck anymore. I got tired of that game. I still don't believe that Kaiba created all that just for some stupid little card game. I don't see anything fun about it. It takes a long time just to duel and everyone takes it seriously like they'll die if they don't win. I mean how lame can that be? Well before we had to play like our life depended on it because of the millennium items. If only those things didn't exist at all my life wouldn't be like this. I would be happy being alone and beat up on a regular basis. I wish that Yami didn't make Ushio go crazy. He was the only one that could hit harder than the ones right now.

I mostly result to self-mutilation. It's feels better and much more fun. Plus keeping it from Yami makes it funnier. I laugh that he doesn't find out. Every time I feel like it I will always cut myself. Like right now. I want to because I'm looking back at my life to see how crappy it has been. I look at the broken glass shards that I didn't bother to pick up yet. I guess I could use it. I'm right here anyways.

I place it on an open spot on my arm. There wasn't that much space left but I could always reopen others. I dragged the shard across without hesitation making one clean cut. The blood dripped down. I just stared and watched. No one knows how it feels. The teachers don't know either; they only talk about the bad things about self-mutilation.

I saw the blood start to clot and stop bleeding. It's good that the blood clots otherwise I won't enjoy it for future use.

My stomach growled signaling I was really hungry. I needed to get something to eat. I walked downstairs covering my cuts with a long sleeve in case Yami or Grandpa is there. I saw that Grandpa retreated to his room already and Yami was still out. I went home from their outing because I was being left out. Can you believe that Yami invited me to go? Did he just want to torture me or something? I picked the latter.

Not that I blame him for wanting to do that. Is he still mad that I didn't make him dinner yesterday? Well it serves him right for making me work for him because the good for nothing pharaoh can't cook. He should learn and take a class or something. I don't have an immortal body like his. I have a mortal type of body. I know that I won't last long if I keep cutting myself. But I don't care. If I actually go through with suicide then no one would know why I did it and I'll be forgotten because I'm already forgotten. Yami could care less. Grandpa would just mourn for about five minutes before celebrating that I'm gone from his life. I could just imagine them throwing a party about my death being their national holiday.

Well if they want to put it that way then I won't die until later where I'm off on my own with no one and I'll die alone like how I am right now. I don't know how long I could last with just cutting myself.

I looked in the fridge to see that there is nothing for me to eat. I don't want to eat anything because then Yami or Grandpa might say something to me saying that I ate their share of food and then tell me to get my own or a learn how to share lecture. So I guess I'll starve like the last three days.

I saw Yami enter the house. So they're finally done playing with themselves. Must've been fun. I walked pass him to get take out instead of eating there. I didn't bother saying hi because what's the use when he just responds with a 'hi' back? I already know what he's going to say anyways. I felt him watch me as I leave from his view. What would he be worried about? That I'm going to run into traffic and get ran over by a car? Hah! I wish.

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It was the next day. School again. It's too early for school to start. But I have to get up. I grabbed my uniform and changed. I brought the spare one in my bag incase it gets ripped again after my before school beatings. I walked into the kitchen to get some breakfast. I saw that Yami and Grandpa are eating. I didn't want to eat while they are there. I saw that there wasn't a place for me. So I decided to skip breakfast. Grandpa never cooks for me anymore he only cooks for his better grandson.

I walked out to school waiting for my daily morning beatings. There it is as I was grabbed and thrown against the concrete. No one even bothers helping me but that's okay. I can handle myself. I hear him say stuff to me but I don't really mind. It's the same thing everyday. I have no money he beats me up and I continue on my way to school or hell, as I like to call it.

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It was almost lunch. I didn't want to be here. I wish that the clock would just hurry up. I can see that Yami has been glancing my way often now. Did he just realize that I was here? Well that serves him right. I know that he's starting to sense that our link is nothing but a thin line. With just the right scissor it could be cut and walah! No more link. I don't really care I just wish that he'd stop staring at me.

I look at the clock to see that it's only twenty-five minutes until lunch. I walk out with my stuff since the teacher said we could leave anytime we wanted to just not during lectures. Since she's not lecturing then I could leave. I headed for the bathroom. I couldn't stand Yami's staring and I wanted to cut myself. He got me in the mood. It was their fault anyways that I'm like this, that I'm suicidal and probably crazy. But I don't care.

I checked my pockets and bag for my razor but didn't find one. I guess I forgot to bring it to school today. Now what am I going to do? I have nothing. I could always break the mirrors and use the shards to cut myself. Yes that's perfect.

I walk in to see Ryou. Okay what's he doing here isn't he suppose to be in class?

"Ryou?" I call out. I heard something drop in the sink and he turned around in shock.

I saw what he was doing. I guess I'm not the only one.

"Yugi, please I could explain just don't tell anyone," he said.

Why would I? If he lets me use his razor then I won't. I saw that his arm is covered in cuts. I just smile and I saw him look at me in confusion. I walked over to him and picked up the razor. "I won't. Mind if I join you?" I said exposing my arm that has old and almost new cuts where he could see. He smiled and nodded. I guess I don't have to be alone in this anymore.

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Ryou's POV

I was a little surprised to see that Yugi does the same thing I do. We skipped the rest of the school day and went to my house since it was most likely not to be anyone there. Yugi had his grandpa in the shop and my dad was somewhere off in some dig trying to avoid me.

We told each other how we got to do this and I was surprised that we were alike. He likes to cuts himself because he feels like it. I do too.

"Hey Ryou have anything to eat?" Yugi asked.

"Yeah sure. C'mon I think there are some leftovers in the fridge." I answered.

"Why thank you," he said sarcastically.

I laughed. "Don't feel that important?"

"Well I never did so why would this be any different?"

"You're right. Let's go get take out then. That is if you pay for yours. I barely have enough for me."

"Yeah I still got it. Surprisingly Jack didn't take all of it this morning."

"Jack?" I asked while grabbing both our coats and handing it to him.

"Jack. Regular bully now since Ushio is somewhere in the mental hospital," he said while I locked the door. Bakura had spare keys and if he forgot his then he can just use his thieving skills. I pocketed the key and we were off to wherever.

We were just talking enjoying each other's company until someone stopped in front of us. I heard Yugi mutter something that sounded like 'Oh no' in annoyance. Why would he be annoyed? I took a look at the person and saw that he matched the description of Jack, as Yugi explained.

I looked at him questioningly. He shot me a look that said 'tell you later'. Yugi then looked at Jack in a bored manner. Okay this is totally out of character for him.

"So trying to be tuff huh shorty? Well you didn't pay me this morning now I think I'll collect interest from your friend here," Jack said. Collect interest? Well that is just unfair. I wonder should I scare him off. Yeah I heard about Jack. He's scared when people take out something sharp and point it at him. Might as well. I'm hungry.

I took out my razor and made it known to him. I think I saw panic in his eyes. Heh serves him right for trying to take mine too.

"I'll take care of you later short stuff. I have better things to do," he said walking away. I was satisfied and then I saw Yugi take out a sharp glass shard and threw it at Jack to see it embed into his right calf. Since when was Yugi that strong? Before I got to ask him he dragged me into a hiding place so that way Jack won't come over because I saw him turn around.

"Phew, that was close. Thanks Ryou."

"Your welcome Yugi."

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