Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Wake Me Up When September Ends ❯ Wake Me Up When September Ends ( One-Shot )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

(I own nothing, not Yu-Gi-Oh or the song Wake Me Up When September Ends by Green day)

A tall blond haired man in his 30's sat in front of what looked like an angel but it was really a grave, lost in his thoughts as he sat there thinking his thoughts differed to the person who was buried he in this grave.

Summer the season he loved to hate everything about this season brought it all back to him and he hated it he had tried to forget and move on but it ever worked he's always remembered him and will never forget him.

Summer has come and past,
the innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Like my fathers come to pass,
seven years has gone so fast.

7 years ago it happened he thought it would never he thought they'll be together forever boy was he wrong has when he played that card he knew he shouldn't of, that card was the same as the box that brought them together, who would of known that the box that brought the together would separate them, then he had to attack, but the one he loved told him to, didn't he love him, or was he doing it for the best, he would ever know now would he

Wake me up when September ends.

Yes wake him up when September end the mouth he hated was September it was the month he left why did have to go to Egyptand losehim he should of said something, but now it was to late

Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,
but never forgets what I lost.

The rain helped himto hide that fact he'd been crying, on clear nights it rained the most as in it was falling from the stars it's self, the pain ever went way when it rained it seemed to not any drench in with rain but pain as well, every time he tried to let him memory rest, he would have forget what he lost that day.

Wake me up when September ends.

September was the month where new begins took place kid's started school, adults went back to work, September the month of a new start, just like what happened to him a new start but not the way he wanted it to start

Summer has come and past,
the innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.
Ring out the bells again,
like we did when Spring began.

With Summer gone and pasted, he could never rest, the innocent that is, he always wondered what would of happened if he hadn't of won, and lost instead, would he have gotten his own body or went back to sharing his then maybe he could of told him his feeling for the spirit and maybe things would have been different

Wake me up when September ends.

He could of gotten help for the pain, 1 maybe 2 of friends could of helped but he told them he didn't need it and turned his back on them none of them would of understanded howhe felt, onesided his love to him was, he could of said something to change that but he didn't want to ruin theirfriendship

Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,
but never forgets what I lost.

Still the rain fell as if it was the from the heavens, the angels crying at his pain, the knew one thing those even when he lays this memory to rest he would ever forget what his lost that day

Wake me up when September ends.

Why had he asked her to take him on that `date' if he hadn't then maybe he wouldn't of found out about this past and then maybe he would of still be here with him holding him calling him Aibou and maybe loving him and kissing him oh howhe wanted to feel those lips against his to taste though lips and maybe take it to a whole new level

Summer has come and past,
the innocent can never last.
Wake me up when September ends.

The innocent would never last, knew it would never of lasted very adventure they had brought them closer to the end, he acted happy and glad around his friend but some it all went he knew it wouldn't of lasted like someone's innocence, it was gone, it went with him into the afterlife every bit of it happiness and all

Like my fathers come to pass,
twenty years has gone so fast.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when September ends.
Wake me up when September ends.

It had happened 20 years ago, 20 years ago on this day, and now at the age of 36 with a good career, but even that didn't take the 20 years of pain away so now he decided he would now end it he could see it now `Yugi Motou the king of games found dead in his home a knife to his heart' Suicide was the only thing that would end it then he would be able to see his beloved Yami, no he wasn't Atem to him he would always be Yami no matter what, it would be Yami and tonight he hope he would be able to see him.He knew people would wonder why it took him 20 years to do it he had a reason why and that was something he would never tell…

But I knew why he'd killed himself; many people believed someone had killed Yugi in attempt to become the king of games, but I knew why, after months of trying they finely put as a suicide, I felt a little bit happier that he could now rest in peace and I hope that he's now with him, I know that he's not here with me, my best friend killed himself a `knife to the heart' maybe he meantto killhimself like thatand not to cut his wrists and bleed to death, nohe chose there because itshowed how he felt that day 20 years ago, a broken heart that could only be fixed by death as the one he loved was dead, I saw it all happen but I didn't see on that day he died, I saw what he'd been though until that day all 20 years, I sit by his grave everyday just looking at it I can't speak, all I do to look a few tears slide down my cheek, I try not to cry, I can't help but cry, he was my best friend he'd saved him from so much and when he needed saving I couldn't save him, he didn't want any help but I could see he did… but why, I knew why, I knew why mybest friend killed himself and why had he waited 20 years to do so…well that's easy…

…He wanted to see if he came back, but he never did.