HELLO READERS!

This fic came out of nowhere really. I don't have any sort of a writing schedule so uploads will be sporadic, though I'll try my best as I'm getting back in this. Generally, there are a few songs that inspire me to write and as such, I'm going to make a lyric from one of the songs the chapter title.

This chapter is brought to you by "Hush" - Automatic Loveletter and "Kill" - Jimmy Eat World

Chapter 1: You've Coloured My Eyes Red

Yugi lay on his bed with his face buried in his pillows. He was trying to do anything he could to take his mind off what was going on downstairs. Yami had invited everyone over and all he could hear was laughter coming from the other side of his door. Nothing he did was able to drone them out.

It seemed like ever since his darker half had obtained a material body of his own, all of his friends gravitated towards him now. Sure, at first Yugi saw this coming. Yami never had much interaction with them when he shared a body with Yugi, so wanting to spend time with him, to get to know him was expected.

What wasn't expected was that he would be completely cast aside by his best friends. It seemed like Anzu, Jou and Honda had all forgotten about him. Their focus was now on Yami, and it seemed like nothing was going to break that. What was worse is that Yami seemed totally fine with it. In the short time of this happening, the spirit made no attempt to fix it. Yugi wasn't even sure that his Yami knew what was happening, which was the worst part. It wasn't in Yugi's character at all to approach any of them and say" HEY! I'M HERE YOU KNOW!". He would just remain silent and unimportant on the occasions that they were all together.

He sighed and got off his bed. The pillows weren't doing much to muffle the sounds from downstairs anyway. He looked in the mirror in his bedroom. His had dark circles under his eyes and his skin had taken on a paler colour than usual. But his eyes were the worst. They were puffy and red from the crying sessions he had after a long day of feeling like an outcast. And the glow that came from his amethyst eyes seemed dimmer than before.

Another roar of laughter from downstairs. Yugi made his way to the window and looked outside. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and a crescent moon was making its evening appearance.

"How?" he asked the moon, "How did this happen? Why did this happen? Yami gains a body and I lose everyone around me? What did I ever do to deserve this?"

He heard the door open and close. He saw everyone pile into Honda's car. It seemed like they were taking there gathering elsewhere. He crept downstairs and saw a few dirty cups and bowls that they left behind.

"Well, I may as well wash these. It's not like I have anything else to do anyway," Yugi thought. He was safe in expressing his thoughts without being discovered by Yami. Neither of them used the mind link that much anymore, so it had shut down on its own.

After cleaning the mess, Yug made his way back upstairs and sat on his bed. Tears fell from his crestfallen face. This wasn't fair to him at all! If he had the choice, he would take daily encounters with Ushio over this.

"I can't do this anymore!" He screamed in his head as he raced to the bathroom.

The idea had been floating around in his mind and now, after all this, he was going to make it happen. He couldn't deal with the pain of being abandoned and then getting it thrown back in his face by seeing them together everyday. And it didn't look like he was going to be able to change that and be happy again any time soon. So, he would choose the only thing he had left. The only feeling that could take it all away.

The feeling of numbness.

He slowly pulled a razor out from behind the mirror where the rest of the toiletries were. He looked at it for a moment and wondered if this was the right idea. Then he remembered how everyone was tonight. They came in, made a mess and left, with no regard to him whatsoever. This was the right thing to do. He brought the razor to his arm and made four cuts across it, one for each of them. Yugi winced every time the razor tore his skin but he kept going. When he was done, he cleaned the razor and put it back. He took a look at his work and assessed himself. He didn't feel as bad as when he started and he stopped crying.

"Well, at least I know it works," he thought, "Just a few more times like these and I'll feel fine."

He cleaned up his arm and went back to his room, making sure to lock the door behind him. He slowly crawled into bed and shut his eyes.

"Yami…Why?" Yugi whispered softly as he fell asleep.