A/N: I posted this once, but I ended up not liking it all that much, so I've edited it and now reposted it. Regardless, I like it a lot better now.
PS: For the record, I do not hate Anna. I actually kinda like her...sorta. At least she's one of my favourite female characters.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Acceptance
"Come with me."
It always started like this. Every time he fell asleep, it was always the same dream. Always the same person. Always the same words.
"Come with me Yoh."
And he would just look at the red-gloved hand offered to him and think. Each time, he got a little closer to reaching out, just a little closer to touching the hand of someone he should have hated but never could.
"Come with me Yoh."
It was times like these that he seriously considered the request. Rigorous training sessions from his 'fiancée', sessions that he never wanted to do, or cared to put up with. He did it all the same, even when Anna sat herself down to watch TV while leaving him to his chores or his training. And he wanted to hit her, just to see if she really was human, and not some frozen statue.
"Come with me."
It was such an appealing offer, something he could only hear in his dreams after he fell asleep from exhaustion. It was something he was becoming closer and closer to accepting with each passing day. Anna could kiss his ass, he wanted to say, but he never did. He didn't hate her. He…disliked her to a certain extent.
"Come with me Yoh."
Maybe, just maybe, it was time for him to accept that helping hand and make his own decisions, not follow the orders of a lazy girl with nothing better to do than to torment him on the excuse that she loved him.
"Come with me Yoh."
He reached out and grasped his twin's hands and allowed himself to feel the completeness he could only feel with Hao.
"I'm ready."
And he really was.