Title: Myself
Author: Citrus Luver
Warnings: angst, spoilers
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh!
Challenge: Fear
Summary: Yuugi's fear and how fear can ever intensify or demolish through experiences.
Word Count: 510
Author's Note: Man has it been a while since I wrote a drabble. This fic is in Yuugi's POV.
Fear.
In school we learned fear was a manifestation of the mind, result of trauma, failure or rejection.
In second grade… we had to share our fears with the class. Most people said they were afraid of the dark, spiders, heights, or even clowns. The teacher would smile, for their teaching was correct. When it was my turn, I told everyone what I was afraid of. The teacher frowned, and everyone stared at me.
They called Okaasan that night. I remember hearing her sobs… muffled by the door. My heart shattered. I didn't return to that school the next day, instead we moved. Okaasan left me with Jii-chan, and she went away… saying she needed time for herself.
And that's when I knew… I knew the truth and slowly submerged myself in petty things. Games, toys, and puzzles… my name became famous in arcades (MY). I was the mystery boy whose name always appeared first on the high scores. Without knowing it, my fears heightened as Jii-chan and everyone else ascended me to level of game king. That summer, Jii-chan presented me with a puzzle. He said it was challenge… an ancient game.
I was ecstatic, and I had reason to be. The game took me eight years. That's when He appeared, my other self… the game king in his time. He became my dark… my savior… and together we 'saved' the world.
I watched him play the games. I watched him win at all his endeavors… and slowly… ever so slowly… I began to far… heavily and deeply.
My seventeenth birthday, right after Battle City… I glazed across the birthday cake… and saw his face, charming and brilliant. A smile glistened on his transparent face as he told me to make a wish. For once, no wish was needed… instead I shook my head and reached out for him. "Mou hitori no boku," I whispered. And I knew… for he was a part of me… that he too understood. As our lips touched, our minds chaste in bliss… time seemed to stand still. And slowly my childhood fear dissipated… for I knew. I had nothing to fear anymore…
Ha!
I was so naïve back then. Two months later, we arrived in Egypt and faced the eye of Horus. Our friends surrounded us… confused as we were. My heart shook… dying ever so slowly as I sealed the 'raise dead' card. Tears cascaded from my eyes… as his life points dropped to zero. I fell to my knees. He hugged me close… whispering words of comfort… promising me... we would see each other again...
As the door closed… my soul trembled and slowly began the bled. The sands of Egypt stood still… and I let out a bloody cry. My soul tore in half. I glazed at my hands… and I scoffed.
The teachers were wrong. Everyone was wrong. Fear is not an embodiment. It is a warning, and I knew. I would never see him again… for my fear…
My fear… is not of petty things…
But simply…
Myself.
Owari