A/N: This is my Dungeonshipping (OtogixPegasus) entry for Compurterfreak101's YGO writing contest. If you didn't know already, Pegasus's wife (Cyndia) died young, and Otogi's father was beaten in a dice game by Yugi's Grandfather, was cursed because of it, and now forces Otogi to seek revenge for him. Also, it's never said what happens to Otogi's mother, so I used creative license. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Red
Red has always been your favorite color.
Red. Like the crimson drops upon her dainty lips…
It brings you back to your childhood innocence. Memories of days spent before the television, mouth agape as you watched your favorite cartoon character embark upon wonderful adventures. Funny Bunny pants were always red.
Red. The substance that rose and chocked her airways, spilling over those perfect lips…
Red was also Cyndia's favorite shade of nail polish. She coated her cuticles till they cried little crimson tears. As though she'd dipped them in a vat of blood.
Blood. The red that oozed between her lips. Those perfect lips that perked up at the edges, revealing stunning, strait-toothed smiles…
You wear your suits red now. The color represents boldness, daring, flamboyance. And it holds the slightest hint of rage.
Rage. The emotion that boiled over in your soul as she slowly faded away…Red has always been your favorite color.
Red. Like the blaze of revenge within your father's eyes…
It reminds you of days spent out in the garden. Your mother's soft laughter floating to you over the breeze as she swiftly clipped a hedge, her fingers clutching a delicate, scarlet rose.
Rose. The flower you laid upon her grave. So violently red against the dull gray of her headstone…
Red was your mother's favorite hair color. The hue of her locks varied with the seasons, transitioning from vibrant blonde curls to subtle brunette locks. But it always returned to scarlet in the heat of the summer. Her long red mane danced in the wind as though the breeze was playing with fire.
Fire. The red that licked up the sides of the Black Crown. Devouring your life's work with its hungry, scorching tongue…
You're never without your red vest. The color signifies passion, courage, splendor. And it burns with your father's unrivaled fury.
Fury. The passion that forced into your heart…
Red is the flash in his eyes whenever he sees you.
Red is the hue that paints his lips.
Red is his heart that beats with your shared pain.
Red is the flush in his cheeks whenever you touch.
Red has always been your favorite color.
A/N: …Umm…review? And if you didn't get it before, the top part was Pegasus, the middle was Otogi, and the bottom was both of them.