Author's Note: Day 6 and the prompt "Longing". This little oneshot is a shoot in a different direction than I normally go. I've written Blueshipping and Mizushipping in the past, so this is my first attempt at Effectshipping and I hope you like it!
This wasn't good by any standards. They had been in the thick of it before, but this was a particularly hairy situation. From the limited scope his helmet provided, even he was apprehensive about staring down the apathetic Dark Magician.
He had always hated that idiot with his pointy hat and stupid staff. And he hated him all the more right now. A card appeared face-down behind the purple fool and so ended the opposition's turn. Looking to the massive counter, he saw their life-points were on the low side and frowned. Still, if he was on the field, then his master already had a plan in action.
His master called out a move, but the language was incomprehensible. The only thing he ever gleaned from the humans' strange words was his name and the 'attack' – that meant it was time to be of use. But that trigger word didn't echo around the battlefield. Their master had chosen now to unveil his newest strategy; the space beside him glowed for a second before she appeared.
The others had spoken of her – this newest addition to the folds – of her mystic powers and how their master had won her in a duel against the creator of their kind. He hadn't been part of that battle; Kaiser Sea Horse had been the chosen conduit for that showdown. They were all oblations in a sense; the master used them to summon the White Dragon when the cards didn't play out to expectations.
Maiden with Eyes of Blue. He had seen and fought alongside countless additions to their deck, from the mighty Vorse Raider to the imposing Paladin of White Dragon. But this newest member was an exception for him – something deep in his chest panged for her immediately.
She had never been summoned to the field before and yet he knew her. Those sparkling blue eyes and her embellished gown ... even the long braids blowing in the breeze seemed familiar to him. When she looked at him it was all he could do look back at her glorious form, a mesmerising smile lighting her features. Unknowingly walking closer to her, he was shocked when an invisible barrier stopped his advance. Teetering at the edge of his place on the battlefield, he banged a fist against the wall of nothingness, unable to enter her summon space – but he needed to be closer to her.
No! The opposition had said that word, the one that meant it was time to move. The Dark Magician materialised on their side of the field and raised his staff, the weapon aimed for her. And yet the bolt of magic never hit her. Instead their master called out more of his words, none of the strange sounds triggering an attack. The maiden looked to him then and gave a serene smile before dropping to her knees in defence-mode, one bangle-clad arm raised up to the heavens. A bright blue bolt of magic emitted from her palm and raced up into the darkening sky before it returned to the battlefield and crashed into the space beside her. The familiar feeling of power welled up in his chest; the forewarning that one of their legendary leaders was entering the fray.
The White dragon roared proudly and sent a blast of White Lightning across the field, taking out the Summoned Skull skulking on the battle hinterlands.
More of the humans' language was shouted from one side to the other but he paid them no heed; the maiden was looking at him again and he was lost in the fantastic feeling of being at her side. Never had he felt such a strange sensation. Pride, anger, rancour and scorn; these were all emotions he had experienced in a limited sense – their kind only felt these things through the master and the heat of battle. But this was different; it was something he had never perceived before and he couldn't identify what the strange heaviness was ... he just needed to be with her always.
"I sacrifice my Kaibaman to special summon the Blue-Eyes White Dragon!"
But their master had no time for nonsensical romances between duel monsters and he had used strange words to call out an order. Looking around as he recognised his name in the command, Kaibaman saw the field beneath begin to glow and rammed his fist against the invisible wall that separated his space from hers; his legs were beginning to defragment into pixels.
Sensing the urgency, the maiden looked to him with tears in her eyes and laid a sad hand on the invisible partition. No, he needed to be closer to her! They might never get summoned together again and this feeling, this urge ... the longing in what he presumed was his heart – it demanded he reach her!
His legs were gone and the pixels continued to detach up to his torso; the special summon was needed to call forth another White Dragon, but he needed to reach her.
Something gave and the wall collapsed for a second in preparation for the larger dragon's arrival. But in that moment his hand found hers and she held onto it with all her might as though she might stop their master's summon from happening.
It didn't stop a thing. But she beamed happily at his touch and Kaibaman truly smiled for the first time as he disappeared into a pillar of White Lighting.
A/n- This was really fun to write and I hope you enjoyed it! xxx