[fic] Theme 039 "Markers", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: Yami/Yuugi; G}
Unreal. I still have tests even though I am three weeks away from finals. Finals. FINALS. This will kill me, I just know it. (pulls at hair)
I might manage another update before that. If not, then expect something after the day of my second exam: December 8, 11, 18. Yeah, definitely looking forward to those days. (eyeroll)
Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 039.
Genre: Fluff
Ratings: G
Pairings: Yami/Yuugi
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: He needed to have his fears reassured.
Disclaimer: I’m a university student who needs to pay for tuition. What makes you think I have left over money to fight for copyrights?
Spoilers: For what will happen at the end of the series.
Warnings: Semi-solid Yami. You so knew this inconsistency was coming. xD
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“Still awake, aibou?”
Yuugi blinked, propping himself up on his elbows to stare at his translucent other half. His blanket slid down to his waist. “Mou hitori no boku - mm, yeah, I’m thinking about tomorrow.”
“Yes...we are heading to the museum tomorrow.”
“Yeah...” Yuugi’s voice trailed off, eyes a bit distant. It was silly, he knew, to have insecurities and doubts at this point. They’ve come so far already - and it was all in Yami’s right to regain his memories. And he had, Yuugi reassured himself, promised that he would stay. “I guess I’m just too excited about it to fall asleep.” He smiled sheepishly.
Yami didn’t buy it, but he didn’t push the matter either. He could sense his partner’s side of the link, disappointment (though not just that; it felt more like a whole jumble that could be summed up as disappointment) barely held at bay. He felt the same himself; after winning the three God cards, the prospect of retrieving his memories and its consequences didn’t appeal to him that much anymore. Not when he compared to the desire to remain with his aibou, all the events they went through together, almost losing the other... He wanted to make good of his promise before Battle City took place, and he knew as a spirit he could not remain forever in this realm - but still...
He stood up from his perch at the end of the bed, and walked over. Yuugi lied back down so that he could see his darker half better.
“Sweet dreams, aibou,” Yami murmured, leaning down to ghost a kiss on his forehead. “Try not to think about it too much. I prefer your spontaneity.”
“Mou hitori no boku - wait,” Yuugi grabbed the wrist that wasn’t supposed to feel so real. Yami stopped, looking at him inquiringly, but all he got was a pleading look. He mentally sighed; his aibou was going to make good-bye so much more difficult if and when he had to go...
He sat down on the bed, drawing a bit of power from the Puzzle to give him at least some corporeality. “Yes, aibou?”
His grip loosened.
“Can we - not go to the museum tomorrow?” Yuugi avoided Yami’s eyes. “I know, it’s a stupid thing to ask - but can’t we go another day? Next week?”
There was no answer. Yuugi took the silence in stride.
“Heh...forget what I said. I guess I was just caught up in the moment...well, would you look at that, it’s already one in the morning, guess I should sleep to have all the energy I need for tomorrow! Good night, mou hitori no boku.” He rolled over to his side so that he was facing the turquoise wall. There was something pricking the back of his eyes.
“Aibou...”
There was more silence, until it was punctuated by the faintest of sniffles. Yami stretched out a hand in an action to smooth the other’s hair.
“I just don’t want to see you leave, mou hitori no boku. I know it’s selfish of me to say it, but I - I don’t want to live without your presence in my mind. You’re always there, you know exactly what to say to make everything better, you’re my other half, for goodness’ sake - everyone needs you; I need you. When you get back your memories I’ll have to send you back into the Afterlife because that’s where you really belong, but I don’t want to. Mou hitori no boku,” he continued to babble into his pillow, a few tears sliding down his cheeks. “Mou hitori no boku...”
“Aibou...” Yami took a hold of his shoulder and turned him around. Yuugi launched himself into his darker half, arms around his neck, partly surprising the semi-solid spirit into automatically wrapping his arms around the thin waist in an embrace. “Shh, it’s all right...”
“No it’s not, and you know it.” He mumbled into his chest. He hiccupped.
“You know I will never truly leave you, aibou.”
There was no right answer to that. Yami held him for a bit longer until the sob receded to mere sniffles again, and stood up.
“Mou hitori no boku-”
“I am still here, aibou.” He rummaged around the desk, looking for that one thing to quell his partner’s fears. “Aha,” he murmured, going back to the bed. “Give me your left hand, aibou.”
Confused, Yuugi did as he was asked. Yami brought his right hand beside and parallel to his. Hearing the small pop, Yuugi looked curiously, but he smelled it before he saw it.
“There.”
Yuugi began to smile when he saw what Yami drew on their hands. It was a bit crooked, unsteady, but it was the effort that made him feel better.
Yami snapped the lid of the purple marker back on, and stared straight into Yuugi’s eyes, interlacing their fingers. “Two halves of a whole, aibou,” he whispered. “A piece of my heart will be with you, and a piece of yours will be with me. You will never be alone, aibou.”
“Do you promise?”
“Yes, I do. And I will seal it with a kiss.”
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 856
Authoress Notes: Thank you to playthedamncard, for someone brought up the issue of markers the other day and thus this was born. The original draft was supposed to include a Yami-comforting-Yuugi-after-a-nightmare, but that scenario’s a bit too cliché, so I skipped it altogether.
Also, I made Yami a lefty...like in theme 015 - espresso. Not really on purpose, but I didn’t want the heart to overlap with the friendship ring. ._. (Ha, as if anyone actually saw through my ulterior motive... xD)