Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Let Go ❯ Nobody's Fool ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Let Go

Subtitle: Chapter One -- Nobody's Fool

Series: YuGiOu

Author: Dark Light Goddess

Warnings: shounen ai, usage of Rex Raptor/Dinosaur Ryuusaki as a character XD

Plot Bunny: Inspired by Lady Yami Bakura's "Gutterflower" and the Avril Lavigne CD "Let Go". It's been five years since Mutou Yuugi left Japan due to ignorance but now he has to come back because of his band's tour. Has anyone missed him at all?

Otogi Muse's Disclaimer: Dark-sama does not own YuGiOu. It belongs to its wonderful creator Kazuki Takahashi and other rich people [no, 4Kids, this doesn't mean you XP]. All the songs off the album "Let Go" belong to Avril Lavigne herself.

Dark's Forward Notes: I was hit by another wave of dreadful Chibi Muses. *points to the Chibi Hiei Muse she holds* And it was also inspired by Lady Yami Bakura's wonderful fic "Gutterflower" [along with the Goo Goo Dolls, of course *winkz*]. Be warned -- I'm in a really depressed state at the moment, so this may contain a HEAP of angst. But then again, angst has always been my specialty =^.^= Meeeeow! Oh, and the band's name belongs to Lizeth-san >.< forgot that. Only it's around the other way.

DARK MILLENIUM CONSISTS OF --

Mutou Yuugi -- lead vocals and electric guitar

Ryuta Kajuu/Mako Tsunami -- bass guitar and back-up vocals [yes, I happen to LIKE Mako]

Dinosaur Ryuusaki/Rex Raptor -- electric guitar

Ryouji Otogi/*shudders* Duke Devlin -- drums

Bahamut Crawford -- manager and owner of the Industrial Illusions label

// -- lyrics

//...// Yami to Hikari

/.../ Hikari to Yami

ON WITH THE FIC!!!!

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//Fall back, take a look at me and you'll see

I'm for real, I'll feel what only I can feel

And if that don't appeal to ya let me know

And I'll go cause I flow better when my color's shown

And that's the way it has to be honestly//

//Cause creativity could never bloom in my room

I'd thrown it all away before I lie so don't call me with a compromise

Hang up the phone, I've got a backbone stronger than yours

La, la, la yeah......//

Mutou Yuugi sighed, looking out the window at the ocean they were crossing. It had been five long years since he ran away from his past in Domino City; Japan, five long years of striving on his own with people he had only met through dueling which he had ultimately given up when he decided to make it on his own, five long years of loneliness and feeling incomplete.

And that was the way it was going to be always, he was going to make sure of it.

He sat back in his seat and looked at the ceiling, allowing the AC to blow in his face. The other three members of the band were talking and joking -- they never left him out, not like the reason why he had left Japan in the first place. He had grown sick and tired of being a shadow to the one who was supposed to be his own, had grown sick and tired of being left out of things like outings or studies -- not that they did any in the first place. Oh no, they spent their time at the Arcade watching the oh-so-wonderful "King of Games" kick everyone's ass.

And so, he had left. Leaving only a note and the puzzle behind, the only message that he had ever existed in the first place. He still wondered if anybody had bothered to read the note he'd left. It had been pretty depressing, but then again so had he been at the time.

Otogi Ryouji -- the band's drummer -- had been going over to America to try and get Dungeon Dice Monsters on the road again. He had noticed how the group ignored the little angel and had invited him to go with him. Yuugi took the offer, seeing as how Otogi was moving to America as well. They both left everything behind that day.

And now they were going back to it.

"Can I sit here?" Yuugi looked up and smiled, nodding and moving over the plane's couch to make room for Mako. Mako could be gentle, once you got to know him. He was the band's bassist and a good one at that. Mako took the seat next to Yuugi while the nineteen-year-old turned away once more. "Are you alright, Yuugi? I just talked to Bahamut [1] and he said we'd be landing in Japan in an hour and a half. I know you and Otogi don't want to go but to do a world tour we have to." He waited for an answer from the younger ex-duelist.

"Why Domino, of all places? Why in the Hell do we have to do the gig in Domino City?!" Yuugi picked up his glass and threw it at the smooth white walls of the plane, staining those walls red. Mako could see he was shaking -- Yuugi exploded sometimes and the three of them knew it would wear off in a few minutes. The chatter between Otogi and Rex stopped and they looked over, concern in their eyes. Rex had also joined the band as a guitarist -- he had quit dueling after Battle City and had gone back to school where he got a degree in music.

"I hate that place so much, Mako. It's the last place I ever want to go to again. I hate it with such a passion sometimes I just......" Tears began forming but he held them back -- he hadn't cried in five years and he wasn't going to cry now. Hadn't he already wasted enough tears on those who had once called themselves his friends?

//If you're trying to turn me into someone else it's easy to see

I'm not down with that, I'm nobody's fool

If you're trying to turn me into someone else

I've seen it enough and I'm over that

I'm not nobody's fool

If you wanna bring me down......go ahead and try! Go ahead and......//

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//Don't know you think you know me like yourself

But I fear that you're only telling me what I want to hear

Do you give a damn understand that I can't not be what I am

I'm not the milk and cherry in your spoon it's not a simple "Here we go" not so soon

I might of fallen for that when I was a little more green

But it's amazing what a couple of years can mean//

Mutou Yami was trying to concentrate on his exam studies, wanting to finish college for the year as quickly as he could. The puzzle sat on his desk, as it had done for five long years. It had been left behind with a note addressed only to him. Sugoroku had died two years ago due to a heart attack and Yami had been claimed old enough to take care of himself [well of course, he IS over three thousand years old ;P]. Yuugi's music was drifting through his room by the CD in his stereo, the lyrics of depression and anxiety filling Yami's ears. He had drove the small angel away simply by ignoring him. By the time he and the others realized it was already too late. He didn't deserve to be let out of the puzzle in the first place if he was going to drive the one person that ever mattered to him away.

There was a knock on the door before it opened, Bakura Ryou poking his white-haired head in the room. He had considered telling Yami the news but none of them wanted to see the former Pharaoh so depressed anymore. The only thing they had to remind them of Yuugi was the haunting lyrics that stated how they'd left him alone to darkness, left him alone to think nobody cared. "Yami?" Ryou spoke softly. Crimson eyes looked at him before Yami grabbed the remote and turned the music down.

//If you're trying to turn me into someone else

It's easy to see that I'm not down with that

I'm not nobody's fool

If you wanna bring me down go ahead and try......go ahead and try//

"What is it, Ryou?" He made a motion for the other's light to come in and Ryou smiled a little before doing so, taking off his sneakers by the door before going over. The college dorms were small and fit only for one person.

"I......I just heard on the radio that Yuugi's band is coming to Domino on their tour. Jou-kun and Honda-kun have already gone off to buy tickets for all of us, we assumed you would want to come as well."

Yami turned back around and looked at the picture that rested on the desk in a golden frame, a picture of when everything had been all right, of when everyone was still together and nobody had been left out. His arms were wrapped around Yuugi in the picture, the small angel giggling at his stupidness. That was before but this was now.

"Of course. When is it?"

"Friday at eight. Three days from now," Ryou replied before leaving. "I'll see you in tomorrow's classes, Yami." The white-haired angel left, leaving Yami bring out the note he had kept and do something he hadn't done in three centuries -- the spirit cried.

//Go ahead and try, try and look me in the eye

But you'll never see the inside until you realize, realize things are just trying to settle down

Just try and figure out exactly what I'm about

If it's with or without you I don't need you doubting me//

I can't believe I fought the truth for so long. Ever since Battle City it's always been Yami this, Yami that. Everyone likes you, Yami, never me. Never the once who's barely half of five feet tall. I've spent a year in loneliness and I'm sick and tired of being ignored. Otogi offered me a chance to move to America with him and I'm taking it. Even Anzu told me she'd rather be with Yami instead of pathetic little me. Maybe we'll see each other again, but I highly doubt it.

Drowning in your shadow,

Mutou Yuugi

//If you're trying to turn me into someone else

It's easy to see I'm not down with that

I'm not nobody's fool

If you wanna bring me down, go ahead and try......go ahead and try//

//La, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la

Would you be laughing out loud if I played to my own crowd?

Try//

END OF CHAPTER TWO

[1] Bahamut Crawford [I don't even KNOW their gender oO] is Pegasus's kid, created by my good friend Alison. I just thought I'd place him/her in the fic. HEY!! Maybe I'll make them a hermaphrodite?

Next chapter -- "Sk8er Boi"