Do not own Yugioh.

Ack, this is something weird I came up with, to companion along with "Drip," except that this isn't really a drabble, like "Drip." in anycase, this is really weird.

Warnings: Shounen-ai, and some, um, character death. Not to mention semi-descriptive blood and skin tasting.

Weird bloody stuff I like. Yeah, makes the speaker sound like a vampire. Maybe is.

I Killed You

I smirk at your limp and lifeless body. I don't really think I know what I did. But I do, or I wouldn't be telling that I didn't know what I did, right? I'd have to know I killed you to say that I didn't know that I killed you. Isn't that right, tenshi?

Isn't that right, Yodonushi?

Right?

But somehow, I'm not reacting to your death. Not in any way shape or form. I expected I would be on my knees crying, pleading for a second life for you. What- when did this happen anyways?

All I remember is white and red, the smells of blood and you, the taste of skin and blood. I remember stirring my finger through silver-white tresses, mixing with red liquid. Remember kissing pale lips and lapping up copper tanged redness.

And yet I am still on high of this, smirking at your body, not registering the fact that you are dead.

You are DEAD. D. E. A. D.

I hope the fact sinks in, so I can mourn your death properly. But somehow I know it won't as I watch myself drop the knife to the ground and walk away, still smiling as if nothing's wrong.

-Owari-

It's pretty obvious who the killer and the victim is, I think. But I'd like people to tell me if they know. D!