LUCKY by Kiraya
Seto ponders Yami. I don't own anything, especially not the characters or the last two lines, which belong to Takahashi-sama and Radiohead, respectively.
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Mutou Yuugi has someone else living inside him.
This person, unique unto himself, has no name. He presumably did, once, but he can no longer remember it. The only thing they call him is mou hitori no Yuugi, the other Yuugi... or, in his host's case, aibou, partner.
I could give him a name he is worthy of.
Kyuuseisha, saviour. So many times has he pulled me out of the fire. My company, my beloved brother, my very soul... all have been taken from my grasp, only to be returned to me by his hand.
And I hated him for it, for taking away my self-sufficiency. But sometimes I wonder... perhaps he is right, that everyone needs someone to depend on in the dark times...
Perhaps.
Or Takumi, skillful... for his awesome ability at all games, but most especially the one we both play, the one I have never yet defeated him at without forcing his hand.
Heh, there's a name for him if none other fits: Yuugiou. Game King.
No... best not to let him become too presumptuous. Although that word definitely does not describe him. If there truly is such a thing in this world as the Shin no Duelist, the True Duelist, it is certainly him. The Heart of the Cards and dueling with honour... I used to think it was pure nonsense, but now...
It may be the only way I will ever defeat him.
Or perhaps Jouhin... elegant, graceful, refined. Regal, as one would have it. He is nearly akin to a god on earth in the power he radiates, in his near-perfection, both mental and physical.
Enough already. It's ridiculous, making such a fuss over an ordinary rival.
Ordinary? Oh, no...
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I believe I have become obsessed with the other person Mutou Yuugi has living inside him.
This person, as real as his host, will never be able to have his own body. And I think he's come to accept that, that his other self has, too.
But I cannot.
I have dueled so many times against the two of them, together -- I want to duel him, and him alone. I want to challenge he who has been the King of Games for, if what Yuugi says is to be believed, three thousand years. I want to conquer him, to make him submit to my skill... even if only once.
Sweet sweat-sheened flesh warm and wonderfully quivering beneath me and his eyes--
Oh, no. No no no no no. I hate those dark eyes so full of confidence that makes me mad with rage and that smirk.
He smiles a genuine smile and asks me to duel and I love his eyes.
Of course I will duel him, and when I finally, finally defeat him I can at last claim the prize I've desired for so long...
If only I could figure out exactly what it is.
I'm on a roll this time. I feel my luck could change.
It's gonna be a glorious day...
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owari
A/N: o.0 How weird. I didn't expect this to come out so strange... well, I don't know what I expected, really.
Eric lied. OK Computer, not Kid A, is the greatest Radiohead album in their decade or so of existence :P