Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Mu-jakina Ankh ❯ Mu-jakina Ankh ( One-Shot )

Mu-jakina Ankh

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Author: Shadow Lynx
PG-13 - English - Angst
Published: 24th June 2004
Title: Mu-jakina translates as 'Innocent' and Ankh translates as 'Life', the two together as "Innocent Life"

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! belongs to Kazuki Tatsaki and Tourniquet belongs to Evanescence. I however, own the plot.

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Picking up the blade I eyed its silver shine in the moonlight, "It's now or never." I whisper to myself, lifting the blade and slicing through the flesh with ease.

I can hear that next door has put on another CD. Damn them, doesn't it… Just for once, kill them, to turn off their music and not blast their neighbors into deafness?!

I tried to kill the pain,
But only brought more
---so much more

I froze, dropping the blade as soon as the lyrics hit my ears. I suddenly felt over come with tiredness and weakness. Dropping to the floor, sprawled out, my hand was only inches away from the knife… just a little more…

I lay, dying
And I'm pouring,
Crimson regret,
and betrayal

Ironic, huh? This song just seems to match my situation… I curse as my vision seems to darken. Damnit! I want to die! Not pass out! …just a little further…

I'm dying, praying,
Bleeding and Screaming,
Am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?

I give a scream as I feel a strong pain shoot up my arm, my screams however are drowned out by the music next door…for once, I'm thankful. Biting my lip, I curse at myself for being so careless… If I'm discovered, most likely someone will try and 'save me'.

My god, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation,
My god, my tourniquet,
Return to me salvation

I can taste a strange sweet, yet bitter taste in my mouth, licking my lips; I realize its blood. I give a dry chuckle, biting it must've caused that. I move my head and wipe the blood away on the sleeve of my shirt, staining the white fabric.

White… the colour of innocence…

Do you, remember me?
Lost for so Long
Will you be on the other side
Or will you forget me?

My thoughts drift back to my family…Mother…Ayame…Father… I will soon be reunited with them… Curious? Four days ago I got a phone-call from Egypt, apparently the tomb Father was excavating had collapsed in on itself.

I'm dying, praying,
Bleeding and Screaming,
Am I too lost to be saved?
Am I too lost?

This had happened a week before the phone call, they said they recovered the bodies on the day I was phoned. Yesterday was the funeral, my Fathers' remains were cremated and he was buried alongside his wife and my Mother.

My god, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation,
My god, my tourniquet,

Return to me salvation,

I can hear footsteps coming from the hall and some cursing, Oh, Damnit Kami-sama. Bakura's home. I reach out further and finally my hands clasp around the knife. I pull it closer to me just as the door bursts open. Bakura looks furious, then he spots me on the floor and his eyes seem to hold fear in them.

"Yadonushi?! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" He yells and strides over and attempts to take the knife from my hand… notice I said 'attempt'? I give a snarl which surprises both him and myself but I pull the knife closer to me.

"I'm doing this! There's nothing you can do about it!" I growl and bring the knife closer to my chest.

"Hikari! STOP!" He yells. Wait? Hikari? When since did he ever call me that?!

"I WANT TO DIE!!!"

As I had screamed those words, the strange thing was that they were in time with the music. I've blocked the link and Bakura is trying to get a hold over my mind, but I manage to hold him off. Though, doing this tears my concentration from the weapon in my hands.

My god, my tourniquet
Return to me salvation,
My god, my tourniquet,
Return to me salvation,

"Ryou! Stop this!" He yells in a desperate voice.

…Did he just call me Ryou? He take's the weapon from my hands during my momentary stunned silence.

I close my eyes and starting singing the words to the song, how perfect. I lick my lips, they match my situation so perfectly, I continue to sing the lyrics and Bakura watches in shock.

"My wounds, cry for the grave
My soul, cries for deliverance,
Will I be denied Christ?"

I can feel darkness overcome me and wrap over me, like a dark, cold blanket. I can feel something wrap around me and lift me… Is this death?

Tourniquet

I feel something wet fall on my face and I open my eyes, I can see a bright figure look at me with similar brown eyes… Ayame… She has wings and is crying, she's also waving… why is she waving?

My suicide

I close my eyes once more and feel the pain lift from my body… I wonder…

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