Memories

I run, my eyes so wide so I can capture every sight of him. He isn't moving, his form still and broken. No, "No, no, no. Bakura! Bakura, stay with me!" "I didn't think you'd come" Bakura's voice is hoarse and raspy, completely different to his usual tone. Citronshipping/thiefshipping. Yaoi. Happy birthday, Jem