[fic] Theme 005 "Pickle Jar", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: implied Yami/Yuugi; PG}
So how're y'all doing on this fine night...or day, when you get around to reading this? I had a rant earlier and would've liked to whine some more about how chemistry is just a jumble of gibberish to me at the moment - until I reread all my lecture notes and the entire chapter in the textbook and how my first chemistry quiz pulled me down very dramatically but my calculus assessment made me slightly happier - *takes a deep breath because of the run-on sentence* - but no, I've decided to post this up because I want to lighten up myself. I finished theme 006, huzzah, that means 005 is up and ready to be posted. 8D
Also, Happy Thanksgiving/Turkey Day, if you celebrate it! ♥
Written for 100_wangsts. This is theme 005.
Genre: General/Introspection/Very Light Romance
Rating: PG
Pairings: implied Yami/Yuugi, because no one’s being too obvious about anything here
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: The Sennen Puzzle gets to say its bit about its two most important people in the world.
Disclaimer: I think Takahashi-san’s name is still in the credits, and nowhere can I find my name...
Spoilers: Nope. This is set some time in the timeline of the animé/manga again; definitely before the (Egyptian) Memory Arc and after the trust between Yami and Yuugi have grown though.
Warnings/Notes: Told in the Sennen Puzzle’s POV. Incidentally, it’s going to be in first person. xP
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“Something” cannot be that “something” until it fulfills its primary purpose.
Does that sound confusing?
I suppose, that as an artefact that has lived through 3,000 years in separated pieces in a golden case with a funn-uh, the Eye of Horus on it, I’ve developed some sort of wicked idea to not speak straightforwardly.
Riddles and rhetorical devices are such great things, are they not?
Allow me solidify what I am trying to say.
For instance, glass cannot be called a mirror, because its primary purpose is not to show one’s reflection. It can be used as a mirror, but only under certain lighting conditions does glass display a mirror image.
Still confusing? Here, let me illustrate another more common and specific example.
A pickle jar cannot be called a pickle jar unless it has pickles inside it. It is still a jar, of course, but if it is used to hold something else, it can no longer hold the title of a “pickle jar”.
And in a way, I, the Sennen Puzzle, am like that pickle jar. The only difference between me and the jar is that I’m only big enough to fit two entities. (Oh, all right, I’m shaped differently too, but who cares about the fact that I’m an upside-down pyramid as long as I can ‘hold’ something?)
Does that make sense so far?
Everyone knows I am the container that houses the spirit of the Pharaoh, whose name is still lost somewhere inside his soul room’s maze, so has opted to settle with the name “Yami”. It is quite fitting, actually, to have named him so; after all, he has had nothing in the past 3,000 years except the dark to keep him company. I will take part of the blame, but not all - I was created to bring peace and justice to the world, not to trap my owner inside, dammit!
Then there is the boy who solved me; imagine my delight to being finally assembled into a recognizable shape besides a heap of undecipherable rubbish! The moment the last piece has clicked into place, there was an inexplicable flash of light that enveloped me, and the inhabitant inside of me. I remember how both of us felt then: warm, welcomed, and the light was inviting...
That is the beginning of everything.
About a year ago, Yuugi - I believe this is what his friends refer to him as - has been the very innocent and timid teenager. Shy in every way possible, except when it comes to defending those he cares deeply about.
I grow very fond at those moments, because I know he will do anything to protect us, to protect the Pharaoh...to protect me.
But of course, that is not entirely why I am honoured to play the ‘container’ role.
It is the pride and joy I enjoy when I see my inhabitant and saviour grow with each passing day - physically, mentally, spiritually, and emotionally.
While others have the ability to see physical changes, the other transformations are harder to detect. Growing taller, for example, is obvious to everyone.
But I bear witness to things more precious than what the naked eye is capable of seeing.
No one else has the privilege to perceive the bond that is tentatively forming between the two firsthand. They have overcome certain difficulties, setbacks, and disputes to get to where they are today. They haven’t always been buddy-buddy, you know.
No one else has the privilege to experience the flood of emotions they share back and forth each day. They are overpowering, frustrating, endearing, angering...
Loving.
It is the chemistry between them that no one else can ever come into contact with as intimately as I have.
Just like pickles, Yuugi and Yami are both cucumbers who are mature enough to be chosen and be put together to grow and learn, with and from each other. And I am only too happy to keep their secret from the world. That is my job, after all.
No, it is not a shame that I can only hold two souls within me.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 683
Authoress Notes: (head desk) Somehow after rereading this it makes me feel very frustrated with it, and...yeah, so much for being that metaphorical. (gives self an eyeroll) And yes, that “secret” is their narcissistic love they’re trying to hide from the world. XP Unless you want to interpret it differently...?
I could’ve written them squabbling over a pickle jar and it would be all fluffy and cute, but I decided to NOT be overly fluffy and instead, I tried something new. I’ve never written from the Sennen Puzzle’s POV before, so here’s my first attempt! XD
I shall do a proper update on my life after the weekend. *should go sleep*