Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Days Go By ❯ Days Go By ( Chapter 1 )

Xpyne: Um, ok, it's not the latest chapter of Return of the Demon (Soli and mines epic, if you haven't been reading). It's just a quick little song fic I've been wanting to write. I wrote it by myself, and Soli typed/edited it. The song is "Days Go By" by Dirty Vegas. The acoustic version. You can't even tell what he's saying in the non-acoustic version, and the lyrics are way powerful.

Solitaire: Yeah, I was talking on AIM when she shoved it under my nose, and it was so great, I stopped everything to type it up to post real quick. ::sniffles:: It's so sad!

Xpyne: ~^_^~ Usually she makes fun of my sad stuff and tells me it's not sad. I'm glad she likes this one. You must tell me if you like it. Review!!! I live for reviews.

Solitaire: And if you're all really nice, I might be able to convince her to write a second chapter.

Xpyne: Yeah, this isn't even really the whole song... it repeats itself. If you've seen that Mitsubishi commercial where the chick in a black baret, in a white car, rave dances to a techno-ish song, that's the non-acoustic version. We love this song. Ok, um, enjoy.

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Days Go By...

His violet eyes bore into mine, their intensity unnerving. No. Not like this. He can't leave like this.

"I'd thought more of you, Kaiba." Kaiba. The way he says it, like my very name disgusts him, like calling me 'Kaiba' should insult me, like I am nothing to him. Fiery eyes narrow. He's half my height, yet he makes me feel tiny, ashamed. Maybe what I've done is wrong. Maybe I'm wrong. I've never been wrong before! He turns, breaking his gaze away, unable to stare into my stony, frozen eyes. He starts walking away. He's leaving. I've never been wrong in my heart- I've never been unsure of myself, of my motives...but he's leaving. And it hurts. I can't be wrong, but this isn't right. He's leaving.

"...Yugi..."

You... are still a whisper on my lips

I clench my hands nervously, watching him leave. I want to call out to him, to ask him to stop, to beg him to stay. My fingers itch with the need to reach out to him, to stop him. I shiver. Why can I only stare after him?

A feeling at my fingertips...pulling at my skin

And then he's gone. It wasn't sudden, hell, it took him about ten minutes to walk out of my line of sight. He never looked back, he never lowered his proud head; he just walked away, his cold dignity intact. It's when I can't see his wild hair, or his leather clad body, any of him, that it hits me: he's gone. And I let him go. God, why? Why did he go, and why did I fucking let him?? I need him. I was wrong. I need him. I need him.

You leave me when I'm at my worst

A feeling as if I've been cursed

By the bitter cold within

I walk back to my limo. I sit in silence as I ride back to KaibaCo. I walk into my empty office. I sit. I work. And I'm alone. Months pass. Nothing changes. I let him go.

Days go by and still I think of you

I go home. Mokuba moved out last year. He's happy. And that makes me happy. Just...just not the way he used to. Smiles, rare and only for my little brother, never reach my eyes.

Sometimes I hear Yugi is doing well. I hear he still hangs out with Jounouchi, with Anzu, with Honda and Ryou. I hear he is fine. I'm not sure what day of the week it is. I'm not sure I'm still alive.

Days when I couldn't live my life without you

God I miss him.

Days go by and still I think of you

Days when I couldn't live my life without you...

Yugi, please, I was wrong. I love you.

Without you

I love you.

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Solitaire: ::cries:: Awww.... ::sniff:: Sorry. I'm just such a sucker for angst.

Xpyne: It's not even angst...it's just kinda sad. Please review, everyone. Maybe I have a second chapter planned out in my mind... Come on folks, there's gotta be a reason it's rated R. ::wink wink::

Solitaire: ::sighs:: I should really get off my butt and write something. People will think only you can write. ::snickers at that thought::

Xpyne: That's not true. And ::arm punch:: why do you snicker at the insinuation that I can write?? Can't I??

Solitaire: ::rubs arm:: Oww... Yeah, but I'm the one who really likes to write. Your writing come second to your art. >_<

Xpyne: ::thoughtfully:: Rather than become characteristically violent at such insults, I think I'll take that as a backhanded compliment to my artwork, since I'm moderately confident some people like my writing... Oh, and I'm thinking 'happy ending'. If lots of peeps want otherwise, however, I could be persuaded. ^^

Solitaire: ::gasps in horror:: ::to readers:: Don't you dare!! Now click the little purple button!