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I've made mistakes, that I can't erase
I've made mistakes

It's odd, I never imagined we were so close. Perhaps I should've seen the signs, but as her warm hazel eyes met mine the signs didn't matter anymore. I was falling back to the last time I had looked into those eyes.

They had been unfocused, ever so slightly, as the car took my brother and I away from our home and into the unknown. To this day I don't know if she saw me clearly or not and I can honestly say I don't mind.

I didn't want her last memory of us to be me looking the way I did. Some people still look good when they cry. I am not one of those people.

She looks away and all I do is nod. I refuse to land the blimp, but I send to have Bakura taken care of. I would have anyway. I've made a lot of selfish decisions in my life, but I am far from heartless.

I don't know how to fix the things I've done, I don't even know if I can. I'm willing to try though, I'll even try to make amends for the things I've said and done to her brother.

I've got a lot of red in my ledger, I don't know if she can wait for me to wipe it out. Hell, I don't even know if she remembers me.

I walk the corridors of the blimp as my thoughts race. She's stronger than she used to be, and she looks at me clearly. I remember now, listening to him talk about how he needed the money Pegasus was offering to fix his sister's eyesight.

I have mixed feelings about it. While I'm glad she can see, I wish I had been the one to do it, to be her guardian angel. I can't help but wonder if I should even bother trying to fix what's been done. It doesn't change anything.

The boy she knew is long gone, I doubt she even remembers him.

I hear a soft footstep behind me and I glance over my shoulder. With how late it is I wasn't expecting anyone to be awake. I feel suddenly naked without my trench coat, despite the fact that I still wore my dark jeans and turtle neck.

For the second time today, after ten years, hazel eyes meet blue. I wait to hear what she has to say, thank me for getting Bakura to the medical centre perhaps? Ask me to stop picking on her brother? One word falls from her lips and I find myself to shocked to do anything.

"Ryuji?"

I know, a very open ended conclusion. Who knows, I may expand upon it someday.