Red Reflections
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,484
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Red Reflections
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, end of point.
Warnings... umm. Chracter death, psychological stuff...
Yeah stuff like that.... I hope you enjoy.. This is the first fic I post here.
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RED REFLECTIONS
Ok... so I’m not perfect. Who ever said I was?
He never did. Then again he never thought much of me to begin with.
Why? Why did it end this way? Why is it that everything had to come to this.
All things have a conclusion... I guess ours was death.
It shouldn’t have been your death though. I was responsible I should have died in your place. Things would have been different. Things would have been better that way.
They wouldn’t hate me. They wouldn’t be angry with me They wouldn’t fear me.
Isn’t it ironic though? It was you they hated and mistrusted all of this time, yet now it is I they loath and despise.
Fate has a funny way of dealing with problems.
...
They think I’m crazy. But I’m not. I know you’ll come back. You can’t die! You’ll never die.
I know you’re here now. You always were haunting me... around every corner.
Why don’t you come out? I want to talk to you...
.... Please?
It’s cold... and lonely here. Everything is white.
You hated the colour white; you said it was to pure that it reminded you too much of me. Of your beloved hikari.
You’re favourite colour was red. You said you loved me when I was covered in it and I loved wearing it for you.
Who knew we both looked so good in it. But you didn’t get to see yourself in red; red, red, blood. It coated you and made you look so beautiful; it gave your skin so much colour and accented your eye.
I took a picture so you could see yourself... but they took it away. That made me really sad. I remember crying.
You used to hate it when I cried.
You would have been proud though... I stopped my tears and then took a few chunks out of the men in white... the white was stained red; just like you.
Hehehe... I can’t wait to show you the pictures.
As soon as I get out of here and as soon as you come back.
I’ll be waiting.... Yami
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So.. .who is it?? Who do you guys think is talking about who?? ?Hm? Tell me... I wanna see what people come up with. I might even write a sequel (if it's wanted.)
Well that was a random act of boredom during class. It's not much but it amused me... I hope you enjoyed!
Warnings... umm. Chracter death, psychological stuff...
Yeah stuff like that.... I hope you enjoy.. This is the first fic I post here.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
RED REFLECTIONS
Ok... so I’m not perfect. Who ever said I was?
He never did. Then again he never thought much of me to begin with.
Why? Why did it end this way? Why is it that everything had to come to this.
All things have a conclusion... I guess ours was death.
It shouldn’t have been your death though. I was responsible I should have died in your place. Things would have been different. Things would have been better that way.
They wouldn’t hate me. They wouldn’t be angry with me They wouldn’t fear me.
Isn’t it ironic though? It was you they hated and mistrusted all of this time, yet now it is I they loath and despise.
Fate has a funny way of dealing with problems.
...
They think I’m crazy. But I’m not. I know you’ll come back. You can’t die! You’ll never die.
I know you’re here now. You always were haunting me... around every corner.
Why don’t you come out? I want to talk to you...
.... Please?
It’s cold... and lonely here. Everything is white.
You hated the colour white; you said it was to pure that it reminded you too much of me. Of your beloved hikari.
You’re favourite colour was red. You said you loved me when I was covered in it and I loved wearing it for you.
Who knew we both looked so good in it. But you didn’t get to see yourself in red; red, red, blood. It coated you and made you look so beautiful; it gave your skin so much colour and accented your eye.
I took a picture so you could see yourself... but they took it away. That made me really sad. I remember crying.
You used to hate it when I cried.
You would have been proud though... I stopped my tears and then took a few chunks out of the men in white... the white was stained red; just like you.
Hehehe... I can’t wait to show you the pictures.
As soon as I get out of here and as soon as you come back.
I’ll be waiting.... Yami
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So.. .who is it?? Who do you guys think is talking about who?? ?Hm? Tell me... I wanna see what people come up with. I might even write a sequel (if it's wanted.)
Well that was a random act of boredom during class. It's not much but it amused me... I hope you enjoyed!