A/N: Well, this is just a quick one-shot I thought up near the middle of the night. It's a look at the emotional thoughts of one partner to another, about their past and the regrets they hold. I bet you can guess who they are, so I won't tell until the end. Enjoy.

oO&Oo

Just a Little Longer

I look up at you, questioning you with my gaze. I know that you will look away soon. You always look away and I am always left to ponder the answers to my questions alone. Perhaps that will change, someday, but not now. Now, I am watching you and waiting for that tell-tale twitch in your left eye. The one that happens just before you blink and force yourself to focus on something else, far away from my stare. I'm not even certain that you realize your eye does that, but I know. I always know; I've watched you for too long not to.

Now, I know, you will stand and turn away from me, trying to hide the guilt you feel at not being able to meet my gaze for even a little longer, never any longer. I've often tried to let you know that I don't mind, that I understand your past and the things you've done. You never believe me, instead concentrating even harder on avoiding my eyes because you know that you will only see my forgiveness and you will only feel more shame. For that, I am sorry, but my understanding doesn't help; my acceptance of the way things are only ever seem to give you more cause to draw yourself in, away into the blackness of your mind.

Perhaps if I yelled at you, admonished you for deeds already done? Then, would you finally stop looking away? I doubt that. After taking part in this ritual for so long, I fear that change may only serve to break your spirit, crumble it into a fine dust for the wind to bore away with the hot, desert sand. The worst part is that I know what you think of us.

You are darkness and I, I am the light. We could never be together without risking destruction for either, or both, of us. Your thoughts only bring you more guilt and sorrow and make you drift farther away from me. The thing that you don't understand, though, is that your thoughts are not true. Though your past sins may give you good reason for your regrets, your present thoughts do not. For, although I am the shining light and you are the eternal silence of night, we may still coexist. Even if you, the darkness, can exist without the presence of light, I cannot. Wherever you find light, whether it is the work of sun or candle flame, there will always be darkness, shadows, nearby. It cannot be helped and I don't plan to stop it, so please, just accept yourself and your past. Once you do, then, perhaps, you can accept me and hold my gaze, hold me... for just a little bit longer...

oO&Oo

A/N Well that was it. I hope you liked it. I don't mind if you didn't. Remember, this is the first fan fiction-ey thing I've written for around a year, so my writing skills are the slightest bit rusty. In case you haven't guessed who this is about, it's a commentary from Yuugi's POV to Yami about his shame at things he's done in the past. What sort of things? I've not the slightest.

Anyway, please R&R. Constructive criticism is vastly appreciated and, God knows, I need it. Any thoughtless or rude flames will be used to ignite marshmallows, so please think before you type.