Yuugi slammed a hand down over the off switch on the alarm clock. Sitting up, he saw the same familiar picture taken many years before. He looked at the picture of him and his friends and sighed. 'How many years since this was taken?' he wondered absentmindedly. Now almost sixty, decided he'd rather not take tally. He stood and dressed for his day.
From the second Atem had left his side, he'd felt something missing. It had bothered him a great deal at first, and naturally he sought to fill it. He was up to his neck in games he enjoyed, hung out with his friends, and began dating, but that hole never quite filled back up. Even now, married with children and grandchildren, something wasn't quite right. He'd finally given up and come to the conclusion that hole was the bond he'd shared with his other half. And even his wife had been unable to fill that void. What was worse, he was positive she knew it. After locking the door, he began the short walk to work.
He hated that he couldn't love her as much as she deserved, being half a soul, half a man, and told her as much. But the woman was stubborn, and told him firmly she had made her choice. So he conceded. Much happiness had come of it, and he had never been more in awe of the world than the day he became a father, but there was still that something…
He was so far in thought he didn't even see the car coming. Jou had told him many times he daydreamed too much. He heard the horn, felt the impact, and then saw nothing.
"Aibou."
"A… Atem…?" he asked, hearing his seventeen-year-old self's voice again.
"Open your eyes, aibou."
Carefully, as if afraid of what he might see, Yuugi opened them. There, in all his regal glory, stood his other half, Pharaoh Atem. Smiling.
"It is good to see you again, aibou."
"Good?!?!" he cried. "Good doesn't even begin to cover it!!!" Hearing that young voice again, he looked down at his hands. Not a single wrinkle. Only a small blister on his wrist… Where his duel disk had sat. "I died, didn't?" he asked softly.
"Yes," the pharaoh replied, looking kindly at him.
"So… What does that mean?" he asked.
Atem smiled again. His face drew closer and closer to the other's. Yuugi swore he felt a kiss, then as if Atem's memories and emotions became a part of him, as did his to him. The two entities blended together until there was neither Atem nor Yuugi. And finally, that hole that had haunted him his entire life was filled.
'But then again,' he thought. 'Who wouldn't want their soul to be whole again?'