Any Time Now
By Jargonelle
Twenty-four snapshots. Two lives. One love. Yuugi x Anzu.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
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6.00
Anzu liked making breakfast.
She liked looking out the window whilst she waited for her parents to come into the kitchen and she liked laying out the place settings so that everything lined up properly. She even liked listening to the inane chatter on the early-morning radio.
"And now it's time for the six o'clock news..."
She switched it off.
This was a time for fantasy, not for cold reality buttered with the horror of modern-day life.
The remnants of her dreams still lingered with her, even though the specifics had faded, bringing a smile to her face. She had been happy last night.
Wandering over to the sink, she absent-mindedly rinsed the glass she had used the previous evening. Had Yuugi been in that dream?
She couldn't remember him being there precisely, it was more a feeling she had, an instinct. She associated warmth with him, sheltering and caring, but also a fiery courage. He was brave and daring and protective and everything she had ever wanted to be, everything she had ever wanted to be with.
But was that Yuugi, or was that what she had felt for his other half?
She hoped it wasn't the latter.
She wanted to love Yuugi, she really did. She wanted it to be more than a childish crush on her one-time protector. She wanted to have found the love of her life like they did in films, high-school sweethearts who gave each other eternity and lived happily ever after.
Sometimes though, she looked at him, and all she saw was her best friend.
Distracted, she reached down to put the glass on the draining board. She missed.
The glass shattered, her arm bled.
"I'm fine," she hurriedly called out, hoping to dispel her parents' fears before they came rushing out into the kitchen, half-dressed, ready to speed- dial the hospital. "It was only a glass. No big deal."
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A/N: I promised myself I wouldn't do this randomly in the middle, but here goes anyway.
Thank you very much to everyone who has reviewed! It's been really great seeing what people have thought of this so far and I will definitely follow this collection through to its end. Things start actually happening now the early morning scenes have been written. Hopefully you'll stick around for it.
By Jargonelle
Twenty-four snapshots. Two lives. One love. Yuugi x Anzu.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
~~
6.00
Anzu liked making breakfast.
She liked looking out the window whilst she waited for her parents to come into the kitchen and she liked laying out the place settings so that everything lined up properly. She even liked listening to the inane chatter on the early-morning radio.
"And now it's time for the six o'clock news..."
She switched it off.
This was a time for fantasy, not for cold reality buttered with the horror of modern-day life.
The remnants of her dreams still lingered with her, even though the specifics had faded, bringing a smile to her face. She had been happy last night.
Wandering over to the sink, she absent-mindedly rinsed the glass she had used the previous evening. Had Yuugi been in that dream?
She couldn't remember him being there precisely, it was more a feeling she had, an instinct. She associated warmth with him, sheltering and caring, but also a fiery courage. He was brave and daring and protective and everything she had ever wanted to be, everything she had ever wanted to be with.
But was that Yuugi, or was that what she had felt for his other half?
She hoped it wasn't the latter.
She wanted to love Yuugi, she really did. She wanted it to be more than a childish crush on her one-time protector. She wanted to have found the love of her life like they did in films, high-school sweethearts who gave each other eternity and lived happily ever after.
Sometimes though, she looked at him, and all she saw was her best friend.
Distracted, she reached down to put the glass on the draining board. She missed.
The glass shattered, her arm bled.
"I'm fine," she hurriedly called out, hoping to dispel her parents' fears before they came rushing out into the kitchen, half-dressed, ready to speed- dial the hospital. "It was only a glass. No big deal."
~~
A/N: I promised myself I wouldn't do this randomly in the middle, but here goes anyway.
Thank you very much to everyone who has reviewed! It's been really great seeing what people have thought of this so far and I will definitely follow this collection through to its end. Things start actually happening now the early morning scenes have been written. Hopefully you'll stick around for it.