Note: I got bored and am having a major author's block on all of my current fics, so I decided to write this while waiting for an inspiration.
Disclaimer: I do not own the YuGiOh characters, if I did, the manga/series wouldn't be the way it/they is/are.
Warning: This story will contain yaoi (male-male) and/or shonen ai (light male-male). It will contain angst, and it will be written in Yami no Bakura's POV (point of view).
Warning 2: I didn't check this text through as much as I normally do, so please inform me if you find any faults, and if you do, I'm ever so sorry about it.
Home is where the Heart is
It was one of those early winter days at the park. You know the ones, cold, with ice and snow everywhere…? Anyway, we were walking around, me, my light, the bastard pharaoh and his midget, and their idiot friends. I and the pharaoh had separated from our lights. And just to be "fair" towards the others, we'd taken a solid form. Yes, we can take solid forms, but it requires a lot of concentration and energy, and it only lasts for a few hours at a time. We'd used up already half of our time.
Now, this was a pretty normal day so far. I and the pharaoh were engaged into one of ours "BastardPharaoh/StupidTombRobber" fights. Well it's something to do, at least.
We were just walking over a smaller ice covered river leading to or from the ice covered lake in the snow covered park. The bridge over it was old and made of wood, and it only had a railing on one side of it. Beats me why, though... Ryo says it makes it look older. I don't get it. There weren't bridges like this one during my time…? But I think it makes crossing it a bit more interesting. Especially if you walk on the side without a railing during winter when the whole thing is covered in ice… Heheheh…
Of course Ryo asked/begged me to come away from the edge while the pharaoh talked about pushing me over if it wasn't for my light. I ignored both of them. Neither one was worth my time. Besides, Ryo didn't really care for me; it was just in his nature to look after others. Sigh…
This was the point where I slipped. No! Of course I didn't fall! I'm a thief! I've got better balance than that! But then there was those damn kids playing tag or something like that who pushed me when they ran over the bridge and past us. I decided then and there that I officially hated 'tag'. I hated kids for that matter too. I didn't really have time to think anything else before I fell through the layer of ice and into the cold water. And damn it hurt!
The freezing water was like needles, very thick needles, piercing every square centimeter of my skin. I would have cursed but figured that cursing under water wouldn't be so smart, so instead I started swimming towards the surface. I had to get there before the cold would paralyze my limbs. I could already feel the numbness creeping over me.
With great difficulty I managed to reach the surface. I could touch it with my hands, but I couldn't get through it. I tried to find an exit, using my hands to feel at the ice, but nothing could be found. I realized that the hole I created when I fell must have frozen over, leaving a coat of ice over the water again. In frustration I pulled back my right hand and punched the ice above me, but all it resulted was a burning wound over my knuckles, and my blood coloring the water around me red. This time I did curse. And it wasn't such a good idea.
'Ryo..!' I thought when the burning in my lungs became more intense, 'I need to contact Ryo! I need him to break the ice!' Over and over again I called over the mind link for Ryo to break the ice. I called for him to free me. I called for him to answer me. Finally I asked if he could even hear me.
Why wasn't he answering? Why wasn't he doing anything? Oh yeah… he didn't care. He would probably just be happy if I died. They all would…
I could see bubbles. I was wondering where they came from. Somehow seeing them calmed me. I felt at peace. I hardly noticed the light trough the ice dimming as darkness covered my sight. I felt myself floating, and then… I felt nothing.