Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Dramatic Influences ❯ Wordless Sentence ( Chapter 20 )

School

Yami

 

 

Through the eyes of the innocent hikari of mine I could sense the lie that seemed to shine through Heza's eyes.

 

“So Heza”, I started, “how is Yami No Malik?”

As of now I am in algebra class staring blankly at the board and also giving Heza occasional glances. A part of me wishes that she looks back and smiles like always but I just know that she is unable to do so.

 

“As of today he can speak but nothing more.”

Why does she act this way? I just want to help her but she shoves me away with a gentle touch whenever I'm near. She truly does not act this way, even if we are in class. I am told various times at what a quiet person she is but she was never that peaceful towards me. Heza always was fun and happy but now she seems as silent as a corpse.

 

I know that the simile I just presented is very much over used but I could not think of any other way to describe her death.

 

“Oh. That's good.”

 

No her physical form has not died off….

 

The girl that I once loved is no longer there…for some reason she is broken.. impure if you will. Honestly it baffles me…her change… Of course like anyone in my situation I suspect that Yami no Malik has some doing to this.. She said he could speak but nothing more.

One word..

That's all it takes to change a person…

After this word is spoken then that person is no longer human..

But I fear..

That…there is more to it..

Than one simple word..

Detention

Heza

It feels like so much has passed..

I can almost sense the sorrow and worry from Yugi.. A part of me wanted to talk to him, although I would have nothing to say. Besides, Mariku would probably not approve of me talking to him. Even though he does not attend this school there is no lying to that man.

Just one look..

His impending eyes, penetrating my very subconscious.

A place where all my well hidden lies are kept.

Despite his strong gaze I honestly do love him looking at me. Heh. I feel like I have lost it. Almost as if I am going crazy. Possibly that is the case although I would not blame it on Yami no Malik. He seems to help me.. in a sense.

I remember the days where I smiled and laughed.

Although that was not me who was happy. In fact I was never happy. My fists clenched in frustration. Always. All my life…. Its just all an act. I am very convincing with emotions, I can be happy and yet feel hatred at the same time.

I'm sure that many of the readers here are saying to themselves that they agree.

That you feel the same.

Despite all this you spoiled brats just don't get it.

No human is able to do that, you may disagree and there is a small chance that I am wrong.

But I feel so right.

A cliché saying. When I came here to Japan I thought that maybe I could start over again. Be right for once… true to myself. Unfortunately I was so very wrong.. I still had to put up and act.

This is all a show.

A mere story.

That I have no control over.

The pen and ink are the masters…and I am the pawn.