Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh, but Nuhaku is MINE. ALL MINE.
A/N: Rated for violence and attempted suicide. There may also be some implied sex. I haven't decided yet. In fact, unlike my other stories, this one is completely writing itself, so I'm not even sure how its going to turn out. Hopefully it won't die halfway through. Anyway, it's going get weird. So, R&R! I want to know if it's worth continuing.
To Revive Cecelia
By Lasafara Fett
He sat on the bed where his underlings had placed him to recover. He didn't know why. There was nothing to recover to. He had lost, not only the battle, but also any chance of regaining Cecelia.
Without his Eye, without the Puzzle, without KaibaCorp. He had been so very very close. He had been sure he was going to win. And then.
Then Yugi had come through in the end. And there was no stopping him. The boy was a master at the game, though Pegasus didn't understand how. He, Pegasus, had created the game, and this boy of no more than twelve was able to defeat him.
"What's the point? I'm born to lose. I have lost everything." Pegasus began to cry. "My dear Cecelia, my dearest Ce-chan…I've lost you. I can't bring you back. I don't have the means anymore."
He covered his face with his hands and wept.
Pegasus decided something. He had nothing to live for now. He was too tired. Too tired to try anymore. Yes, he could track down Bakura, track down Yugi and Kaiba, and try again, but for what? He'd lost once, was there any point in failing again?
"I could try a hundred times, and that boy would still defeat me. Even still. I give up."
Looking at the picture of Cecelia, the giant portrait he kept in his room, he pulled out a small pistol. Setting it against the side of his head, he slowly pulled the trigger.
"Wait for me, Ce-chan."
Pegasus looked around. Something was wrong. The gun had never gone off, and yet here he was. He could see his body, as immobile as stone, still holding the gun to his head. But he wasn't in the body anymore.
That wasn't normal. He had expected a weird, out-of-body experience, but not before he managed to pull off the shot. That was supposed to happen after he shot himself.
Looking around, he attempted to find the cause of this phenomenon. And saw an odd, purple-haired man staring back at him.
"Hello, there," the man said, tipping his top hat towards Pegasus. He was dressed in a business suit of purple satin, with an undershirt of green. His short straight hair came down to his shoulders, except for his bangs, cropped short to reveal his emerald eyes.
"Who are you?" Pegasus didn't like the look of this man.
"My name is Nuhaku."
"And where did you leave your fashion sense, Nuhaku?"
Nuhaku laughed, "This coming from the man who regularly wears a pink and white suit?"
Pegasus flushed. He didn't respond. He hadn't really thought of that. However, pink and white did tend to go together better than bright purple and bright green. The man's color coordination hurt the eyes, yet somehow didn't clash. It was just very very loud.
"Now, Pegasus. I've come to talk to you about what you seem about to do." Nuhaku swept his arm around the room, taking in the suicide scene.
"What about it?" Pegasus was instantly suspicious. What right did this…thing have to tell him what he could do with his life?
"Well, is it going to work, do you think? Especially since you haven't kept that gun loaded in, let's see, four years now, right?"
Pegasus flushed again. Then he crumpled. It was saddening to watch. Slowly, as if someone was taking his heart and wadding it up like a piece of paper, his body folded down and in. His arms crossed in front of his knees, his entire body shaking with sobs as his form seemed to recede into a tiny speck.
Nuhaku looked on impassively. Patiently, he waited for the flood to retreat. Finally, when Pegasus had run out of tears, run out of energy, Nuhaku walked over and set his hand on Pegasus's shoulder.
"Do you feel better now, Peega-kun?"
Pegasus nodded. Normally, he would have snapped at anyone referring to him as '-kun,' but he was just too worn to care.
"I lost her, Nuhaku. She's gone, and I can't get her back. And I can't even manage to end my life. I'm just a failure, all around."
Nuhaku shook his head. "And how will ending your life help? Its admitting failure, is it not?"
"But at least the failure would end with rejoining Cecelia."
Nuhaku nodded. "Well, actually, I felt sorry for you. So, I'm here to do you a favor."
"You'll give me back Ce-chan?" Pegasus's eye lit up. Nuhaku came closer, and slowly brushed the hair from in front of Pegasus's left eye. There, instead of an eye, instead of the Millennium Eye, was an ugly red hole. The only thing left after Bakura had taken the Millennium Eye.
"Yes, my Peega-kun. But there is a price. And a catch."
Pegasus nodded. There always was. "I'm listening."
Nuhaku nodded and sat back, letting Pegasus's hair fall back in front of his eyeless socket. "One day only. You only have her for one day. You spend your time in this realm. Though you will still have a full twenty-four hours with her, you will be returned exactly as you are, sans the gun, of course."
Pegasus looked at him a little strangely. That seemed a rather odd thing to say. Nuhaku winked.
"Couldn't let you hurt yourself, Peega-kun. The cost is you. Your abilities, your memories, your influence, your mind, your soul. You see, I haven't been solid for a very long time. A very long time. And it will be nice to have a body once more."
Pegasus looked very unsure at this. He was beginning to have second thoughts about this whole deal.
"Oh, not to worry. Its not like I'm planning to hurt anyone you know. In fact, you'll find that my influence can be very helpful. And, unfortunately for me, I won't be able to do anything you are completely opposed to. You'll ride around in the back of our mind, a separate entity. I'll take good care of you. You'll never have to worry about anything again. Besides, my own, personal abilities, though muted, will still be able to communicate with the dead. For example, your Cecelia."
That cinched it. Pegasus nodded firmly and put out his hand. "You have a deal."
Nuhaku smiled, his face taking on an almost sinister cast. Then, putting his hand up to Pegasus's cheek, he nodded. "Excellent."
With that, he kissed Pegasus firmly, with a lover's passion. Then, he was gone.