Title: Cruel Sunrise

Author: Fenikkusu Ai

Rating: T

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh Arc V

Pairing: Yuri/Yuzu

Words: 464

Genre: Suspense/Hurt/Comfort

Summary: One thing Yuzu would learn that it wasn't polite to be rude to one's host. Meanwhile, Yuri gently persuades Yuzu to use the Fusion style.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh Arc V.

A/N: Currently, most of this fic is speculation. Not much known of Yuri or his personality, but I liked the idea of this fic too much. This is an AU where Yuri captures Yuzu. I'm writing this chapter by chapter, but Yuzu will not be abused or a standard damsel in distress.


Yuri watched the rose nebula pulse and throb steadily; the stardust mirrored his eyes and matched his anticipation.

Wavering...shimmering...

It was mutable yet undeniably delicate. Still, however marvelous it was, the dazzling vision still had the misfortune of being trapped in space. It had nowhere to go.

However, Yuri was aware of one simple fact. No matter how brightly the stars shone, they would burn out and die. It was the fate of all things.

Not even little Yuzu was immune to that.


Yuzu wouldn't speak a word no matter how close he hovered to her. Maybe she inwardly hoped that he would do something to her. So that she could play the victim.

But, no, she was no simple victim. All of her current circumstances had been forged through her own will. At least she had a touch of fire that flickered bright. Really, his ideal woman.

Tentatively, he touched her hair. Still, she did not respond. He had to give her credit when he lightly tugged on it.

Apparently, this berry needed more time to ripen. Ripping it off the vine ruined the fruit. One needed to be delicate pursuing such precious matters.

Instead of being flexible, she sat there and stewed like a four year old refusing to eat her peas. Fortunately for her, Yuri was more amused than angry.

"It appears that you need more time to decide, my beautiful Yuzu."

There would be no resolution tonight. Yuri would resolve to try harder the next night.

Yuzu turned to look at him lost and stricken at the same time. Her cheeks burned with emotion; fueled from a bottomless well of fury.

So, she would reflect for the rest of the night lost in the illusionary freedom of the stars until he came with the sun. He was sure that Yuzu cursed the clouds when they were streaked with gold.

Indeed, Yuzu was a fish running out of water and Yuri could hear the wild thrashing. It meant progress.

"Remember, you can leave when you're ready. Until then, be sure to enjoy your accommodations."

Yuzu had no way of knowing whether this was a committed promise or a distant lie. She would need to discover for herself, but first. she needed to act.

Provoked, Yuri moved close to the shell of her ear. The girl smelled of zesty yet sweet fruit. He could almost feel her trembled; a dewdrop sliding on a blossom.

"You have already tasted the fusion style. Whenever you're ready, Yuzu dear, I'll be waiting."

Yuri could taste her heartbeat on his tongue.

Smirking over his shoulder, he watched her absently rubbed her hair only because he had come in contact with it. Yuri smirked.

She would learn quickly that it would be no adequate defense against him.