Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Emotion Sickness ❯ 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Emotion Sickness

Author: Amber

Rating: R

Pairing(s): Kaiba-centric

Spoilers: None, but I think it would be one hell of an edutainment experience for the little kiddies

Disclaimer: Fairly dark fic, depression and Prozac, all that fun stuff…spawned from personal experience

Summary: Seto Kaiba deals with depression.

I rolled the small bottle in my hands. It was green with one of those white tops that are supposed to be childproof. I read the label:

Kaiba, Seto

Dr. Princton

Take one capsule a day on a full stomach with a glass of milk

Flouxetine 40 mg

I opened the bottle, this was my third week so the bottle only had a few of the blue and white capsules left in it; I made a mental note to get a refill soon. I pulled out a capsule and examined it: It was a small thing, a few centimeters, that was all. It was strange to me that my existence temporarily belonged to the small capsule of medicine, that this was all it took to keep me from taking a steak knife to myself. I twirled the capsule in my fingers, contemplating the fact that if I forgot for just one day, the darkness would begin to tug at the corners of my mind. Why couldn't I do it on my own, what was wrong with me? Was I weak? Did I anger some god into making me hate myself? I couldn't take these thoughts, so I threw the tiny capsule into my mouth and downed a glass of milk...For some reason, I could never feel the pill work. Not like Tylenol or any other painkillers, where after thirty minutes or so, the pain would fade and you would feel better. No, that sadness still tugged, deep down…But, the next morning, It was not better, but much more tolerable. I remember once, I stopped taking it for a month, and ended up in bed, three days straight, either sobbing, or staring into space. I picked up the empty milk glass and hurled it into the wall; the glass sparkling beautifully as it shattered and fell to the ground. I scowled at the mess, but didn't clean it up. Instead, I turned and went to my bedroom. I collapsed onto my satin comforter and cried myself to sleep.

Erupt again ignore the pill
And I won't let it show
Sacrifice the tortures
Orchestral tear cash-flow
Increase delete escape defeat
It's all that matters to you
Cotton case for an iron pill
Distorted eyes
when everything is clearly dying

Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and
E-motion sickness
Addict with no heroine
E-motion sickness
Distorted eyes
when everything is clearly dying

Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and pray
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and pray
{All my friends say}
Get up get up get up get up
Get up get up get up
Won't you stop my pain

E-motion sickness
(To idle with an idol)
Addict with no heroine
Good things will pass
It helps with excess access
Lessons learnt

E-motion sickness
(Lost no friendship)
(Corrosive head pollution)
Lessons learnt

Silverchair-Emotion Sickness