Title: Tadaima and Okaeri
Author: Sorceress Fantasia
Pairings: YY/Y
Warnings: Fluff, sap, Yami POV
Disclaimer: I tried to lure Yugi over to me with some really good cards, but Yami came and snatched him back. He took the cards too. So no, I don't own the YGO anime or characters in any way.
Challenge theme: Our song
Summary: Yami thinks about his couple song with Yugi, but their song is not even a song.
Word count: 357
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Our song is not even a song.
It's a series of sounds.
The jingling of the keys, the opening of the door, a loud 'tadaima', an answering 'okaeri' and a series of footsteps. Up or down the stairs, it's the same. We're together at the end.
And for the moments before all these start, I'm always alert and waiting, even though I pretend. But once I hear the jingling of keys, I'll get to the stairs to say my 'okaeri' and rush down to greet him, no matter what I was doing earlier. I think the bathroom nearly flooded once because I forgot to turn off the tap.
Jii-san said I'm like a child in that aspect.
And I can hardly dispute that. Not when I act like a love struck teenage girl at those sounds.
Somehow, I can tell it's him returning home. I don't get off my chair to answer the door for anyone else unless it's Jounouchi and even then, it's more for the sake of the door than for him.
Somehow, I just know. I just know it's him, coming home after a day in school or after running an errand for his mother and grandfather. I know it's him even before he yells "Tadaima!"
And he knows it's me when I return home too. Even before I can finish yelling 'Tadaima', he's already in my arms, shyly murmuring his 'Okaeri'.
Sometimes, I wish I could just add a loud smooch to the end of that series of sounds, but I don't. He's not ready yet, I can tell. He blushes too much, kisses my cheeks too little. But it's alright. I can wait. After all, I have already waited 5000 years for his love. I don't mind waiting 5000 more. I would wait an eternity for him.
That's still a long way off though. For now, I just wait for the jingling of keys, the opening of the door, his 'tadaima', and a series of footsteps up the stairs before I run down the stairs to tell him my 'okaeri'.
It's just a series of sounds, but it's our sounds. Our song.
-owari-
Note: It's Japanese tradition to say 'Tadaima' when you get home, and it's also part of the tradition for someone to answer 'okaeri' in response. 'Tadaima' means something like 'I'm home', and 'okaeri'can be roughly translated into 'welcome home'.
