Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ You Think You Know Me ❯ You Don't Know ( One-Shot )

Priestess: Just another deliciously twisted little (Yami) Bakura POV one-shot from the brilliant *cough-crazy-cough* mind of yours truly. Isn't life grand?

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You think you know me, but you know nothing about me.

You think I'm evil and insane, and that's all there is to it. You really think I'm that simple, huh? Are you truly so ignorant?

You don't know why I do the things I do, you don't know what thoughts pass through my mind as I sit in this dark room, you don't understand why I slice these knives into my pale flesh. You will never understand my pleasure as I watch my blood spring from my veins.

To me, it is beautiful. In my world, beauty is defined by horror and death. And you, you, thinking it is so simple. You, thinking you know me. You will never know me.

My weak hikari. Ryou Bakura. Bakura is my name. It is mine, and he is mine. And I will protect him, because I need him. The Pharaoh and his little clique. I despise him most of all. This is his fault, if he only knew it.

Damn you! Damn you all! You think you can just wrap me up in your mind, define me in two words that are endlessly complex but that you think are so straightforward. 'Evil.' 'Insane.' Do you think I'm that simple? Do you?!

I may be insane, but it is not my fault. I am not evil. I cannot be evil, because I have reasons for everything I do. If you really tried to get to know me, you would realize this as well. But I would kill you before you got too close.

But you don't even bother to try. You think you already know me, everything about me. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! I am mightier than God. I have faced a hundred gods and live to tell the tale. And you think I'm so one-dimensional, not caring that you couldn't be more wrong! You don't even know my name!!

I have had many names, and all of them are mine.

Bakura. The Heart and Soul of Kuru Eruna. Touzoku Ou. The King of Thieves. Kage. Shadow. Yami Bakura. The Dark Eternal Suffering. Nahkti. Strong.

Those bastards, thinking I am just a nameless lunatic. They think I destroy without care or reason. I don't care, but I have a reason. They think I was born that way. They think I was always evil.

They, too, would be like me if they had been through what I had. I was not born evil. No one is born evil or good. Even the tiniest infant is not truly 'pure.' There is no such thing.

I was once the gentlest of them all, though I was never innocent. I came from a village of thieves, and things were harsh from the start. They saw great things for me from the start, because my soul was huge and mighty.

Then it was slaughtered. Slaughtered to create those disgusting bits of gold. I won't deny it. They are disgusting, foul, I hate them more than life itself.

I was only eight. For three years I lay there, in the corpses of those I loved, surrounded by death and gore and blood. I saw it, smelled it, tasted it. I am it, and it is me.

That is true darkness. Insanity is many things. Being just a little bit different then everyone else, running naked down the street shouting about rubber duckies and lemon pies, your ideal Christmas present being a little white coat with sleeves that tie in the back, scarring yourself for pleasure. Like beauty, it is in the eye of the beholder. And destruction, death, blood…that is what is beautiful to me.

That is why, when I gain the Millennium Items, I will not rule the world. I will destroy it.

And I will laugh.

I will see lava well up from the ground just as blood now wells up from my flesh, the crimson beautiful against the white. I will laugh as the earth heaves the pyramids to the ground, crushing them to dust. I will call up a screaming sandstorm and laugh as it destroys everything in its path, I will laugh as the Nile itself rises up and destroys the tombs of Pharaohs past.

I will laugh as I slaughter every god and every creature. I will laugh as I destroy, destroy everything. And when it is all over, the ground will lurch up and swallow me. As the last shred of the universe crumbles, I will know deliverance and meet my family. They alone know me.

And through it all, I will laugh.

I laugh at you now. I can wait forever and ever. I can wait, and I know I will succeed in the end. Because I cannot die. Try to kill me, go on. Your efforts only make me laugh.

You don't know what I'm going to do. You don't know what I want, what I will do. You will go down fighting, I know. You will watch everything you love be destroyed, and you will still think what you thought now. Evil and insane, evil and insane…Oh, how I hate you!

And you know that, don't you?