Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Gouka (Hell Fire) ❯ Prologue:: Mei Kuchiwonuguu ( Prologue )

TITLE: Gouka (Hell Fire)

SERIES: YuGiOu

AUTHOR: Dark Elf a.k.a Kitty Romanova

PLOT BUNNY: They all think we're the perfect example of Yami and Hikari, the perfect example of happiness and bliss. They don't know how wrong they are...... (Yuugi's P.O.V)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own YuGiOu, if I did I would be writing this into an episode. I only own the fic, nothing more.

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- Prologue:: Mei Kuchiwonuguu -

(Prologue:: Dark Feigning Innocence)

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They think we're the perfect example of Yami and Hikari, the perfect example of happiness and bliss. They don't know how wrong they are. Even the other halves are afraid of us, they are afraid of what we could achieve. And yet this endless display of a sugar-high hikari and his overly confident yami drags on day after day......after day. I want it to end. I want to show them just who we truly are. But Yami says we should wait for the perfect opportunity, wait for the perfect time to open up the gateway between the two worlds, wait for the perfect time to gain what is rightfully ours.

I sound insane, don't I? I suppose I am, drunk with the power I possess, drunk with the ideas of bloody mutilation that constantly run through my head. I lean back in my seat effortlessly, smirking over at Yami who's trying desperately to get the wench off him. He says in my mind that now is the time, the winter solstice will grant us enough power to free our monsters from the Shadow Realm and merge the two worlds as one. Wordlessly agreeing, I hold out one of my hands, the pathetic mortals staring as a dark purple glow begins to form. Already the other halves are beginning to back away as I point over at Anzu, a dark smile forming on my lips as she stares at me like the airhead she is, unaware that her time on this plane of existence is about to end.

"Komurasaki gouka." (Dark purple Hell fire)

Ahh......her screams are music to my ears as my Hell fire engulfs her body, eating away at her flesh and bones. The other mortals are staring in shock as Yami stands, brushing her ashes off himself disgustedly, looking at me with a cruel smile mimicking my own. "Thank you, hikari." I laugh, standing and crossing my arms, brushing my blonde bangs away from my eyes. "You needn't call me that anymore, my Pharaoh, you know I've never been pure enough to be a hikari," I purr, walking over and leaning up, capturing his lips with my own. He raises a hand to my face and breaks us apart. I run my tongue over my lips, glancing over at the other mortals. "What should we do with the rest of them?"

Yami wraps his arms around my shoulders, pressing me to his body possessively. I do not mind, though, as if I would belong to anybody but him anyway. "Let them watch us, koneko," he purrs into my ear. I can't help but loll my head back in pleasure as he nips my lobe, running his tongue down my neck to my spiked buckle. It's been too long. "Let them watch their world be destroyed." We both look over at the mortals and the two other halves as I link my fingers through his. Oh, how I crave their destruction, stupid fools that they are, I crave to hear their screams and cries and begs for mercy. Anzu's just weren't enough for my bloodlust.

However, I comply. "As you wish, my Pharaoh."