[fic] Theme 014 "Penguins", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: Yami/Yuugi; PG}
Ha ha! School got cancelled today (too snowy) and tomorrow’s resurgam_fuisse’s birthday! Update time, methinks. It’s a winter-y theme but...it’s not one of those warm and fuzzy and hot chocolate ones.
Also, midterms season is approaching...again. I’ve already got one out of the way just this Wednesday, but I’ve got one on the 8th, 12th, and two more on the 25th. Plus I have Writer’s Block for themes 016-018, so the next update may take a little longer than usual.
Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 014.
Genre: General
Rating: PG
Pairings: Yami/Yuugi
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: ‘...when she calls my name, she doesn’t really want me... She’s actually calling for...’
Disclaimer: My creativity of saying “Yuugiou does not belong to me” has hit rock bottom.
Spoilers: Sparked by episode 103 (the Noa arc). You know, Anzu and the penguins?
Warnings/Notes: This uses the Japanese dialogue, which is different from the dubbed version; written in Yami’s POV.
Keys, since the dialogue gets a little whacky:
Words in italics like this are considered ‘outside sources’ or emphasis.
‘Mind link shared between Yami and Yuugi. (all italicized)’
‘Yami’s private thoughts.’
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Yuugi...!
‘Eh...? I think I just heard Anzu’s voice...’
He paused dead in his tracks, momentarily taken aback, head shaking right and left as if searching for something; but there was nothing there - or, supposedly nothing, but after all, it was Noa’s virtual world. The place was just a straight, dark tunnel with strips of white light at even intervals that led to another open, equally dark room, where more doors awaited, more cards to be thwarted, more monsters to be defeated.
‘Is something the matter?’
“No, it’s nothing!” His gaze snapped on me, meeting my steady one, his eyes holding uncertainty, offering a weak and shaky smile. Then he twisted around again, continued running down the hall, and I followed him slowly, floating and translucent in the background.
‘...when she calls my name, I know...she doesn’t really want me... She’s actually calling for...’ He gave another tiny shake of his head, barely perceptible, as he kept going along the corridor.
‘I know very well who she wants...’
Both thoughts were unconscious, slipping through our mind-link, but he did not stop to dwell on it. For this, I was glad; I needed time to calm a torrent of emotions that coursed through my being, calm a heart that should not-could not-exist in this time.
‘Aibou, why do you not see that I do not care for Anzu the way she does for me? Why do you not see that it is you who I care for the most?’
My hand reached out, just short of tapping him lightly on the shoulder, but he was slipping away, further away, the light at the end of the path almost blinding and enveloping his small, lithe form.
‘You have no idea how much I want to correct your thoughts, aibou-’
“Now, where’s the three-star door?”
-but now was not the right time.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 312
Authoress Notes: ...I have no excuse, Yami wallowing in his self-created pit of despair called out to me.