Days Gone By - Gavin Mikhail
A/N: I haven't done any Gavin Mikhail yet! I love Gavin Mikhail. I've also had this plot bunny for a bit, happened upon the perfect song to go with it. Sorry it's going to be so depressing.
Jounouchi didn't recognize the number, shrugged, and answered the phone. It fell from his hand moments later as he tried not to collapse.
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They met him at the hospital. But it was too late, it was over before he even got the call. He didn't say anything, and they all just sat together, sharing his grief.
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He hated funeral homes. Hated them. He kept that thought in his mind to drive out everything else. It physically hurt him to think about her. He couldn't have done anything, he just lived his life while hers ended.
"Jounouchi?"
He froze, never expecting to hear that voice again in his life, let alone on the street, on the way to his sister's wake.
"Jounouchi! What're you doing in a suit?" She laughed. No, no, no, he couldn't deal with this right now.
"...Mai...?" It came out in a rough whisper as he turned to look at her. A dozen emotions flashed across his face, and him too worn out to hide them. Her laugh died, seeing him breaking like this.
"Oh, god... Jounouchi..." she came to him and put her hand on his arm. At the thought of telling her what happened, something broke.
"Shizuka--" His voice cracked, and then he started to sob. She was shocked, and when she moved closer, he threw his arms around her, sobbing into her shoulder.
