(fails as an authoress) My deepest apologies for not updating for a month, university has done plenty to keep me busy and on my toes. Finals are also happening (just got three out of the way in four days; two more left, waaaah), so I have to do well on those to prevent my (C)GPA from dropping any more. (sigh) Why is life so stressful again?
Please note that this was written a long time ago, and I’ve only given it a brief once-over. I apologize for any mistakes that may follow.
Written for
100_wangsts. This is theme 049.
Genre: (Light) Angst
Rating: G
Pairings: Yami/Yuugi, mention of one-sided Anzu/Yami
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: Please come back safely, Yuugi.
Disclaimer: Yuugiou is the property of Takahashi-san.
Spoilers: DOMA series. Have you seen it? (FYI, Haga is Weevil Underwood.)
Warnings: Um... angsty-ish. As if you didn’t see that coming.
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“Draw! Monster card!”
“Stop, Yuugi; stop!”
I feign sleep, lying still under the blanket, trying to breathe evenly. It is hard, however, when there is restless shuffling next to me.
“Let go of me,” he said harshly.
I shook my head frantically, still clinging on to his right wrist and waist. “No; if I do you’ll just keep attacking Haga. His life points are already at zero, stop it! You’ll accomplish nothing more!”
A tremble moves through my body. It isn’t cold.
His posture relaxed, but his body was tense. He half-ran to the lifeless form of Haga, and began shaking him so terribly I was afraid more damage would be done. I carefully picked my way over (even if I had dancing lessons and I should be pretty good with my balance; it didn’t hurt to play things safe), and over the whipping roar of the wind I vaguely made out the words: “I won, Haga, now keep your promise! Where is aibou?! Where is he?!”
...
I have always known, that even if I have the courage to ask him, he will say ‘yes’ just to not hurt me. He values his friends above his life, his honour, and he would berate himself for letting any of us down.
Yet...
“There are evil spirits which roam, and you may never come back out alive.”
“I do not care; I will step through this if it means seeing my aibou.”
His overpowering concern for Yuugi; his undeniable anger when someone hurts Yuugi; his devotion; his loyalty; his love...
Everything centres on Yuugi.
“Aibou,” he half pleaded, a silent request for him to stay, with tears brimming the edges of his eyes. He leaned down and pressed his lips softly to the other’s forehead. “No...”
He simply received some words of encouragement and a smile - before he dissolved into tears once more, holding empty air.
I feel helpless - not for the first time when Yuugi is in danger - but this time even more so, because...
I simply can’t do anything. Words, encouragement...they mean nothing. Nothing.
Because I’m not Yuugi.
And Yuugi’s words... Yuugi’s presence is what he needs the most right now.
All I can hope for now is that he is successful in bringing back the only person who is capable of filling the void in his heart and soul.
It hurts to admit it, but it’s true.
After all, how does this childish crush compare to true love?
Please come back safely, Yuugi; the other Yuugi needs you so much.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 422
Authoress Notes: Unrequitedness of two people, yay! (shot)