Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Final Scene ❯ Hidng in the Darkness ( Chapter 1 )
Shadow_Writer: This is my first fic so NO flames please.
Bakura: Flame him so bad!!!
Ryou: Bakura * whines * Please stop.
S.W.: Ryou will you do the honors?
Ryou: * coughs * Sure…* rolls eyes *
S.W: * raises hand * Don't you take that tone with me!
Bakura: * tears up with laughter *
Ryou: Ok… Shadow_Writer does not own Yu-Gi-Oh (or T'ea would be dead and it would be rated XXX)
Bakura: Warnings for this Chapter are: Yaoi, strong language, a suicidal Ryou, and self-mutilation. * takes announcer voice * Viewer Discretion is advised.
S.W: Thank you
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Ryou sat at a table in the corner of a dark café. The hanging lamps gave off little light and his was out. His hair hung down hiding his face. Little tear droplets dotted the table before him. He couldn't even understand his own feelings so how was he supposed to help his insane, fucked up yami, Bakura? "Why do I deserve this?" He asked himself.
//…Ryou what's wrong?…//
//…Nothing Bakura…//
//…Ryou can't you forgive me for last night?…//
//…Bakura you fucking beat me!…//
//…I'm sorry Hikari…//
//…Are you baka or something? Sorry doesn't cut it!…//
//…Damnit Ryou I am gonna beat you for this!…//
Ryou blocked out everything after that. The waitress walked over, "Are you gonna buy something?" "No," replied Ryou coldly. "Then you have to leave, Cutie," replied the waitress slightly offended but still attracted to Ryou. "Sorry," replied Ryou oblivious to both the offense and the other emotion. He collected his things and walked out. He waved down a taxi and took the grim ride home. He hated this town, his grimy apartment building, that lunatic Bakura, and most of all his meaningless life. All he ever thought about anymore was punishing himself: cutting, beating, bleeding, and then the blackouts. Oh he loved the blackouts, it was the only time he didn't feel the pain. He felt like having a blackout now.
When he got home he went straight to his room. He got out his switchblade and started to prepare. This was like a "ritual" for him now. He would lock the door and turn on his stereo so Bakura couldn't stop him. He completed the "ritual" and began. Ryou started to slice up and down his wrists and forearms. Blood oozed and seep from every cut. This blood was his retribution, his salvation, his escape. As the pain and blood loss started to get to him he climbed into his bed. As his vision went black he whispered this:
//…I'm sorry Bakura…//
Finally he could feel nothing and he could faintly hear his stereo in the back of his mind. This was his favorite song.
"Whisper"
Catch me as I fall
Say you're here and it's all over now
Speaking to the atmosphere
No one's here and I fall into myself
This truth drives me
Into madness
I know I can stop the pain
If I will it all away
[Chorus:]
Don't turn away
(Don't give in to the pain)
Don't try to hide
(Though they're screaming your name)
Don't close your eyes
(God knows what lies behind them)
Don't turn out the light
(Never sleep never die)
I'm frightened by what I see
But somehow I know
That there's much more to come
Immobilized by my fear
And soon to be
Blinded by tears
I can stop the pain
If I will it all away
[Chorus]
Fallen angels at my feet
Whispered voices at my ear
Death before my eyes
Lying next to me I fear
She beckons me
Shall I give in
Upon my end shall I begin
Forsaking all I've fallen for
I rise to meet my end
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Shado w_Writer: OMG was it good? I think so but you know I wrote it. Why is Ryou apologizing to Bakura? I don't even know.
Bakura: It sucked!
Ryou: * playing with knife * NUHUH!!!
Bakura: I guess it was ok.
Ryou: It was better than ok! It was at least Good!
Shadow_Writer: Well R&R and we'll find out…