[fic] Theme 036 "Egg", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: Yami/Yuugi-ish; G}
University’s only started for three weeks, and my first midterm (BIO206H: Introduction to Cell and Molecular Biology) is this coming Monday, September 29. Hello, nucleotides and amino acids! Please to be staying in my brain because I have to remember all your structures by and during test time.
Anyway, I have no idea when the next update will be, because my muses are not cooperating and October is generally known as Doom Month due to all the midterms and assignments due by then. You’ll see theme 037 when you see it. :D
Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 036.
Genre: General/Introspection
Rating: G
Pairings: Yami/Yuugi-ish
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: Do I protect him because I love him, or was the protection born from my love for him?
Disclaimer: BL in Yuugiou? Highly implied but never explicitly shown, so it’s not mine.
Spoilers: Minor-minor-MINOR Season Zero mentions - actually, I don’t even know if it spoils anything. -.-
Warnings: None.
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I remember when I awakened from the Puzzle - I was not the most pleasant...thing. Penalty Games were played to satisfy my restlessness in the prison of the Puzzle for 3,000 years, the thrill and excitement of listening to their agonized screams as they realized their wrongdoings too late... I enjoyed that. Relished and bathed in smug satisfaction, in fact.
Upon reflection, however, I wonder if I really did play the Games with my past victims just for my fun, to see their turmoil claw away at them inside out.
The boy - that is him, a simple boy - who solved the Puzzle was no one special, at first glance. Regretful to say, I did not pay much attention to him during the first few days. It was only when fright and such negative emotions gripped the boy so much that I was forced into switching places with him.
I know better now; appearances can deceive. Underneath that shy exterior lies a heart so tender, compassionate, open, accepting - everything I am not capable of, that my arrogance, pride, self-righteousness will not let me - that I am ashamed to have neglected his strength from the beginning. He accepted me, gradually began to trust me, even at the cost of his own life, and my admiration of him grew.
It continues to grow, from mundane tasks to life-threatening situations, at how he can place others’ wellbeing ahead of his own when it is him in the direct path of danger. How can he be so kind?
Eventually that respect branched into two things, and I was left confused.
Do I protect him because I love him, or is the protection born from my love for him?
I am still confused about which spawned the other - or are they separate things running parallel?
But in the end, it does not matter. We have reached a place in our relationship that no one else can comprehend or replace - our soul bond is strong. And that is enough.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 331
Authoress Notes: Cyber cookies for those who figure out how the prompt was applied to the drabble! n.n