[fic] Theme 052 "Regret", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: Yuugi/Yami; G}
Gyakuten Kenji is released today! Unfortunately this theme isn’t as pink as Edgeworth...haha.
I figure I should update before May’s over... Anyhow, I think I’ve bitten off more than I can chew this summer: a summer course from now until August, work, catching up on anime, and now, struggling to learn Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto No. 2 in c minor, the first movement. (laughs sheepishly) Writing’s on pretty low priority right now, whatnot with me jumping between four fandoms (Yuugiou, Toshokan Sensou, Soul Eater, Nodame Cantabile)...let’s see how alive I will be by the beginning of September.
Now, enough of my rambling.
Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 052.
Genre: General
Rating: G
Pairings: Yuugi/Yami
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: To live life without regrets.
Disclaimer: DWD. (Disclaimer? What Disclaimer?) - Oh, that disclaimer. Yuugiou’s not mine.
Spoilers: Yami’s real name. Honestly, that’s not much of a spoiler anymore, is it?
Warnings: None.
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Jii-chan had always believed that one should live life without regrets. He stood strongly that one should do everything and anything one wanted, because life was short and time was precious and limited. One never knew when one would be involved in an accident or taken by some deadly illness. That was probably the reason why he was so adventurous when he was younger.
I grew up with that motto, and lived by it. Jii-chan had enforced it by trying to get me to do things, dabble a bit in this and a little bit in that, because as long as I tried something once, then I could say if I like it or not. Jii-chan had always liked to admit things based on actual experience, rather than biased opinions.
When I realized that the spirit inside the Puzzle Jii-chan had given me - mou hitori no boku, Atemu - would one day leave (me, I want to say, but that sounds too selfish for selfless Motou Yuugi, doesn’t it?), I knew I had disappointed Jii-chan. He’d spent over a decade and a half drilling that idea into my head, and it had only taken one three-thousand-year-old spirit in less than a year to break it.
The Day had approached, ever steadily, and the day-calendar got thinner and thinner, until a new one was needed to replace it.
I wasn’t sure if mou hitori no boku had this figured out, since we were always too busy saving the world and dealing with Kaiba-kun’s tournaments, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he had. Neither of us talked much about it - what are feelings to a spirit, after all? - and instead we focused on cards, cards, and cards.
And I didn’t really mind. Because somewhere, deep down, I knew even if I told mou hitori no boku this, there wasn’t much he could do. There wasn’t much I could do either. So the feelings stayed bottled up. Jii-chan would’ve reprimanded me if he knew - no one should be denied love, he would say, so go on, find your happiness. The strange thing was, I think he already knew. Maybe he understood that because mou hitori no boku was kind of literally my soul mate, I couldn’t love another on that level.
But there was no need to hide anymore now. Jii-chan was right, one should live life with no regrets; I now fully appreciated what he taught me all those years ago.
My life would’ve been so if I hadn’t let that one opportunity slip away.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 422
Authoress Notes: In case there are misinterpretations, Yuugi is not committing suicide. This is at his natural death.