Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Never Hurt Me ❯ Chapter 1

Never Hurt Me

The Panasonic Princess

Inspired by the poetry of Ame no Mizu

www.ame-no-mizu.deviantart.com

Author's Notes: Yeah, it's short, I know. It's supposed to be. I wanted it like that. I'm actually happy with how this came out, seeing as I don't usually write pure Yami/Yugi. It's usually mixed in with another pairing.

Can you tell me now that you'll

never

hurt me?

I gave you gifts of air

and rain

but

is that enough?

Haven't I given you my all

(everything)

and haven't you returned my

love?

(You told me so)

"I'll never hurt you, never..."

(a whisper)

you said that on that

night

you stayed out late

and we kissed in my room beneath

that strange wind chime

(you pointed that out, that night, you know).

I believed you then and I want to

still

believe you.

I begged you--

don't hurt me, please--

(and I suppose I deserve to be hurt,

opening my heart to you like that)

But my cries went unheard in the silence of my

room.

It's funny. After all this time away from you, I can still feel you. It's not that warm, protective feeling that I got when we were one, but a sort of dull, empty buzzing. It's not a nice feeling. It takes over my mind with thoughts of you, and until it decides to go away, I'm prisoner to forgotten memories and whispers of emotions. I wouldn't get rid of it for all the money in the world, though.

It's all I have left of you.

And now, years later, I'm sitting in my windowsill thinking of you. That's all I ever do in this window.

Do you remember, Atem? Yami? Aibou? Do you remember the nights we spent at this very window, gazing up at the stars together? Do you remember waking up in each other's arms in the morning, secure in your soul room? Do you remember our first kiss? Or our first time being together? Do you remember us? Me?

I like to think you do. It lets me sleep at night, the thought that you think of me just as I think of you.

I open the window just a fraction of an inch (maybe to let your spirit in to protect me…). A slight jingle above my head catches my attention, and as I look at its origin, I laugh bitterly.

You came home one day with a box in your hand, looking quite impressed with yourself. You told me it was a present for me. Inside the box was the most God-awful wind chime I'd ever seen. The blue disk that held up the set of chimes was, in turn, held up by a red fish. It was a poor attempt at a sea theme, and was probably the ugliest thing ever. You said, and I quote, "Don't say I never gave you anything."

I put it in our window just to spite you.

It made you laugh, seeing it hanging in the window, looking so out of place compared to the rest of my normal-looking room. We used to joke about it.

Is it still funny to you? Do you laugh, watching me laugh at it?

Why won't you come back to me, mou hitori no boku? I have all these questions for you. It drives me crazy, not knowing how you feel now that you've moved on. Do you still love me? Do you hate me? Do you want me?

I want you so badly. I want you to take me into your arms again, kiss my doubts from my heated skin. Can you do that? Will you be there when it's my turn to travel to the afterlife?

I guess there's only one way to find out. The knives in my kitchen are sharp. I glad for that. I don't want to suffer. Suffering souls never make it to the afterlife.

Atem… I'm coming, my love.

Uh… no, I'm not suicidal. I promise. This is just something I'd been sitting on for a while. I'm not usually a yami/hikari writer, but I am a good fan of it, as long as it's written well.

The poem was written by Ame no Mizu. Go check her out on DeviantArt at ame-no-mizu.deviantart.com. You won't be disappointed.

Yeah, there was a little bit of a hint to the last chapter of Yu-gi-oh!. I happened to read it at Jenniyah's. I couldn't read the chapters before it, 'cause she didn't have them up yet (I don't think…). And then I couldn't get back onto the site. So, the details are a little unclear.

Well… hope you enjoyed it. Feedback, please!