Y O U ' R E S T I L L H E R E ;
and i'll wait forever for you my dear;
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Full Summary: After the Dark Signer war, Jack desperately tried to move on in life... all he had was a simple pair of glasses to cheer him on. After a coincidence travel to the amusement park to absorb old memories, he could of sworn he saw the girl he fell in love with all those times ago, trying desperately to stay in contact with her. However, she seems to lack any past memories of being friends-- even lovers-- with the Signer, going as far to not knowing much about herself at all. Desperate to get her back to the Carly he once knew, a mission ensues. OPERATION : GET CARLY HER MEMORIES BACK. Will he make it? Or is this Carly-lookalike really not Carly herself?
C H A P T E R O N E ; To see you again.
wouldleadtomydownfall;
SPOILERS FOR EPISODES 58-59!
If you have not watched them, do not read on if you don't like to be spoiled!
AN: I do not own YGO-5Ds in any way, shape, and/or form. If I did, Carly wouldn't of faded into dust and Jack would of actually been the Dark King.
"I love you, Jack Altus."
He fell to his knees as the sky's purple light dimmed and faded, clutching his fists while trying desperately not to break down. He couldn't believe it... that she was really gone. After everything he tried to do, he was unable to bring her back. All he was able to do was save her with her own wishes, but he felt incomplete. Like someone has taken his own life away from him, his heart feeling empty like the expression on his face.
He wanted there to be a tie, so both of them can be defeated together... but why did she pull that Earthbound release stunt on him? She wanted him to live a happy life where he was loved by everyone, right...? He wanted that everyone just to be Carly, the girl he could hopefully spend the rest of his life with, but that was down the drain.
"I don't... want to hurt you or any other people because of myself."
He sighed, his eyelids feeling so heavy as the severe injuries he obtained through the duel took effect on his body. He couldn't move, however. He didn't know if it was because if he moved he'd collapse or if it was because he was simply too drained to get on his D-Wheel and join the rest of the gang, perhaps celebrating over his victory.
He couldn't find anything victorious about winning this duel. He couldn't find anything happy to celebrate about. Not when the love of his life is now gone, rooting for him high above. His whole reason for living has just been sucked away from his heart, cradled on the floor that he sat on.
"If you really care for me... please finish me with your own hands."
He had to be strong. For himself. For her. For his aching heart. He had to satisfy her wish to help save the world. He's more then willing to do anything for her. Anything...
"Altus-sama!"
Jack slowly raised his eyelids as he noticed he probably dozed off while watching some television, being your everyday couch potato. As he moved his eyesight to meet her, he noticed that she seemed to be indignant by the way her lips formed a stern line, her gaze on him rock-hard solid. He ignored the tense atmosphere in the air as he gave her a silent signal to start on her ranting.
"These past few days... You've done absolutely nothing! Just stilling around in your home..." Her voice trailed off as her look of anger soon got replaced with a look of sadness, "Ignoring everyone you possibly can... worrying your friends... worrying me... Is everything really okay, Altus-sama...?"
He was touched by her concern, but he had no need of it. "I'm fine."
When deep down inside, his broken heart told him what a liar he was. He was suffering... going brain dead.. because of a simple girl.
"Perhaps... you should go out and get some fresh air, Altus-sama." Her voice was hinted with obvious concern, he assumed that she didn't buy his words to her as he sighed, sitting up while ruining his comfortable position upon the couch, letting out a nod to signify that he heard her and would do what she asked. Perhaps he needed to go out for a while... it'd do him some good to get his thoughts distracted. As he stood up, Mikage offered him his 'King Jacket' which he refused to put on, simply stating that he's fine with the current attire he was wearing--- a simple black tanktop with your average everyday jeans--- wanting to blend in and not cause too much of a appearance, quickly walking out of the room and soon building while wondering where he should go today...
The amusement park.
He wondered why his feet automatically led him here, this same place where he had a date with... her. His teeth clenched as he couldn't help but feel ashamed at himself for not getting over the reporter, being happy as she wished he could be. It was difficult to be happy when his thoughts.. dreams... everything around him plagued his thoughts to think about her, the duel the two had, her fading away in his arms... the visions...
He shook his head quickly to make sure he wasn't absorbed in his thoughts. It has only been one month since everything has returned to 'normal'... or at least close enough to normal. To his dismay, the Dark signers--- mainly Carly --- did not come back after the Signers won the war. It was wishful thinking... according to the words that Rex Godwin told the Signers before they went to Satellite.
He let out a sigh as he sullenly looked up at the rides, deciding that it'd be a waste of money to venture inside alone and by himself.... but as his eyesight trailed off, he caught a glimpse of dark green hair... his optics widening as he hurriedly paid for a ticket, ran inside, and tried to look around to find that same hair style again. It looked so similar... It looked like...
"CARLY!" He yelled out as he was panicking. He didn't care about his pride. All he cared about was making sure whenever he was right or wrong about seeing the owner of that hair...
Aha! He managed to catch a tint of the same hair style right in front of the food stand as he hurriedly ran up to her, but froze as he was simply standing behind her. What would he say? How did she come back? Why is she still... alive?
"Carly..." He muttered this time, his voice low and quiet as he simply tapped her shoulder, startling the girl as she jumped in impulse, whirling around while giving him a warm greeting of having her ice cream cone against his tank top. Twitch. Twitch.
"A-Ack...! I'm sooooo sorry mister! I-I didn't mean... I didn't mean to do that...!"
He let out a loud sigh as he shook his head, raising him his hand to tell her to stop apologizing. He was secretly glad that Carly didn't change one bit. She took the hint as her words trailed off, soon coming to a close as she blinked up at him. He noticed that not that much changed about her... still same attire, same voice... same glasses... he mentally smiled. It was great to see her in those again, as goofy as she looks in them.
"...Um...." Her voice trailed off once more, "I-If you don't mind me asking... how do you know my name?"
And that same mental smile died out the moment she asked that question.
'She... she doesn't remember me?'
He felt as if he just taken a bullet.
"You.. don't remember...?" His voice was so quiet, like a whisper as he lowered his head.
He failed to see the guilty look on the girls face as she shook her head, something else that he didn't see.
"I'm... Jack Altus. Surely you remember... right...?"
"...J-Jack Altus...?" She looked guilty as he raised up his head to meet her confused stare, "I'm sorry sir, the name.. doesn't ring a bell."
At that moment, his heart tore to shreds.
There we go! My first Multi-chapter fanfic! :3 This was pretty fun to write, going to start on chapter too as soon as I possibly can.~
I'm sorry that it's not that long, eheh... It probably looks rushed, too, since I wanted to quickly get the first chapter out of the way. I promise the next one will be longer/better! I guess you can say that this chapter is to tie lose ends... and to overall start the fanfic going.
If you have any suggestions/criticism, feel free to let me know! I tried my best to get Jack IC (since Carly didn't have much of a personality in this chapter)... so I hope I did a decent job at least. I can just imagine how difficult it would be to get over a first love. It has been difficult for me. -sigh.-