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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21.00
Even though it was almost time for them to finish for the night, nine o'clock was, in Yuugi's opinion, far too late for manual labour, Anzu insisted that they finished the ceiling at least before stopping.
"That way, we'll be able to tell first thing tomorrow morning if it needs another coat of paint or not," she explained, nimbly climbing the ladder once again.
Yuugi, still standing on ground level, passed her the roller and paint tray, "You can't see where you've painted already. The light in here isn't good enough."
"I can now I'm closer to it."
Yuugi felt horribly guilty. This was Anzu's time off from studying and she was spending it helping to redecorate his Mum's room. He was repainting as part of a surprise for her birthday, since she was away for a week on a training course, but he didn't have the height to complete the job himself.
"Anzu, come down. You've worked really hard today."
"I'm nearly done. I'll only need to move the ladder once more to have covered the whole ceiling."
Yuugi watched reproachfully as she climbed down, adjusted the ladder's position and then climbed up again.
"You sure about this?"
"Yes, I'm sure," she answered. "Trust me, if I didn't feel alert enough to balance up there, I wouldn't. I wouldn't risk injuring myself."
At least Yuugi could be certain of the truth in that. Anzu had been sent home with strict instructions not to do anything dangerous since her dance exams were only three weeks away.
"All right, if you're careful. I'll start clearing up so that you won't be tempted to start any new projects."
Yuugi watched her, marvelling at how focused she looked.
She was trying to make it perfect, for him and his family.
Little did she know that she had already done more than enough.
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By Jargonelle
Twenty-four snapshots. Two lives. One love. Yuugi x Anzu.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
~~
21.00
Even though it was almost time for them to finish for the night, nine o'clock was, in Yuugi's opinion, far too late for manual labour, Anzu insisted that they finished the ceiling at least before stopping.
"That way, we'll be able to tell first thing tomorrow morning if it needs another coat of paint or not," she explained, nimbly climbing the ladder once again.
Yuugi, still standing on ground level, passed her the roller and paint tray, "You can't see where you've painted already. The light in here isn't good enough."
"I can now I'm closer to it."
Yuugi felt horribly guilty. This was Anzu's time off from studying and she was spending it helping to redecorate his Mum's room. He was repainting as part of a surprise for her birthday, since she was away for a week on a training course, but he didn't have the height to complete the job himself.
"Anzu, come down. You've worked really hard today."
"I'm nearly done. I'll only need to move the ladder once more to have covered the whole ceiling."
Yuugi watched reproachfully as she climbed down, adjusted the ladder's position and then climbed up again.
"You sure about this?"
"Yes, I'm sure," she answered. "Trust me, if I didn't feel alert enough to balance up there, I wouldn't. I wouldn't risk injuring myself."
At least Yuugi could be certain of the truth in that. Anzu had been sent home with strict instructions not to do anything dangerous since her dance exams were only three weeks away.
"All right, if you're careful. I'll start clearing up so that you won't be tempted to start any new projects."
Yuugi watched her, marvelling at how focused she looked.
She was trying to make it perfect, for him and his family.
Little did she know that she had already done more than enough.
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