Title: Ignored

Author: Ashly

Pairings: one-sided SetoYami

Summary: He was invisible. There but not seen. Acknowledged but never noticed. Accepted but barely cared for. He was forgotten. Yami-centric. Hints of SxYY/Prideshipping.

 

 

 

 

Alone

 

He was always alone. So very alone. Even after being surrounded by fans…by ‘friends’…yet he was still alone. After all, he was darkness. No one wanted to be with darkness. Everyone hated darkness…that’s why everyone steps up into the light…to get away from darkness…to get away from the shadows…

 

But Yami always thought black was a cheery color. According to science in this Ra damn modern world after all, black would absorb all the light while white deflects all the light. It always confused him. Deflecting light meant you don’t accept all the colors right?…so won’t that make the color white lonely? And black happy since it has all the light?

 

Or maybe that was why everyone was afraid of darkness… that it might suck them all up…But he wouldn’t do that…they know that right?

 

But science was against him. And in this world, science was the God.

 

Feh. He always did hate science.

 

After all, it was science that breaks down everything that was beautiful to little particles and tries to put their meaning in big, difficult words. Yami thought it was stupid but he was powerless against it.

 

And he was also powerless that everyone hates darkness…

 

So maybe that was why he was alone.

 

Because he was powerless against it.

 

Because he was weak.

 

Weakness.

 

He was weak in this world. Away from his homeland, he was nothing more but a mere teenager. No more was the great and mighty pharaoh but merely an odd, spiky haired, teenager that was only good in games was left.

 

Yes, he was powerless here.

 

But actually, now that Yami thought about it, he was always powerless.

 

He couldn’t do anything to save Egypt (or at least make the reign of the Pharaohs last as proven by this world). He couldn’t save his country from whatever troubles it had gone once it was sealed in the puzzle. He couldn’t protect the future from the horrors of the shadow realm. He couldn’t even save his memories from being lost in the darkness.

 

Yes, he was truly weak.

 

And with that weakness, comes inevitable fear.

 

Fear.

 

Despite his usual calm appearance, Yami was deathly afraid of many things.

 

This foreign world for one.

 

So much has changed since his time, and despite Yugi’s efforts, it didn’t feel right staying here. It didn’t feel safe.

 

Such unfamiliar people, unfamiliar customs, an unfamiliar environment and at times, Yami just wanted to go back and hide in the puzzle and sleep for another millennia. Maybe after awhile, things will go back to the way they were.

 

But that wasn’t really Yami’s greatest fear. His greatest fear, like most people, was death. Ironic really, how a spirit denied of his eternal rest would be afraid of dying (spiritually this time) and finally moving on.

 

Or actually, it wasn’t even death itself he was afraid of. But rather, the aftermath of death.

 

He didn’t want to be forgotten.

 

After all, it had already happened once. Even though he had been one of the greatest pharaohs of Egypt, he had still been forgotten. His story lost in time and his name disregarded.

 

He didn’t want that.

 

Forgotten.

 

He hated that feeling. Probably out of the 8,000 feelings he could name, that was one of the feelings he abhorred the most.

 

He hated merely floating around every time Yugi-tachi was hanging out. He hated the feeling of being stepped through or looked through.

 

He hated the way Jou-kun and the others would keep calling him “Yugi” despite the fact they already knew about his existence in Yugi.

 

He hated how the rest of the world only knew him as “Yugi Mutou” and nothing more.

 

Yugi does try to bring him out of his soul room occasionally but most of the time, he was left alone in his soul room, merely waiting until Yugi needed him again. At times, he wondered why he even bothered helping since they were practically taking advantage of him. Maybe it was because he cared about them even though they were a bunch of peanut heads. Maybe because he had dragged their boring lives into an unending adventure of dark magic and ancient history and in more than one occasion almost killing them in the process. Or maybe…maybe because despite the fact they overlook him at times, they still accepted his existence. That he was still there and that he strived at the little attention they would give him.

 

Because there was only one thing that hurts more than being forgotten…or at least one thing that Yami could think of.

 

And that was being ignored.

 

Ignored.

 

Maybe to most people, being forgotten and being ignored were the same but to Yami, they were different. At times, the word forgotten can be taken as an accidental action. Yet to fully ignore someone means you know they’re existence is there but yet, you do nothing to acknowledge it. It was painful.

 

And the most painful thing was it was him who was ignoring Yami’s existence.

 

His rival…his respected co-duelist…his grudgingly accepting friend…his past love.

 

Seto Kaiba.

 

Like most things Yami lost, so was their love. Or rather, buried deep under the millennia of darkness within him…hidden away like his memories.

 

But despite that, he could still feel it. The bond that drew him to Seto. It wasn’t like the bond he had with Yugi…nor was it the same bond with Isis and Shadi, that which links their past together. He just knew it. An unexplainable feeling he knew he felt with Kaiba’s past self.

 

And it was so painful.

 

Maybe it would have been better that he didn’t get this feeling…then maybe he wouldn’t feel so horrible that Seto openly denies his existence.

 

The blue eyed CEO would never truly look at him. He could see it…in the depths of those dark blue eyes, Kaiba knew he was there. And yet, being the skeptic that he was, he never fully acknowledged Yami’s presence. Ignored him.

 

And this…this was probably the only feeling Yami truly hated more than being forgotten.

 

Being so painfully ignored.

 

 

 

Ashly: Well…:::scratches head::: I hope that didn’t come out TOO badly. It’s my first time trying out sorta of angst XDDD Hehehehehehehehe…Saa…this is just basically my babble anywayXDD Hehehehehehehe…..Me thinks I shall go back to humor now ::sweatdrop::

 

::gives puppy dog eyes:: Onegai…review desu? It makes Ashly-chan feel better and happy happyXDDD Hoi~! Hoi~! ::bounces::

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