Title: A Returned from the Dead Kiss
Details: Based on a prompt. Post-canon.
Warnings: Angst.


~Dedicated to AutumsFlowers


"You're back…" She breathed. How did he get here? How was he back? A million different thoughts and questions flowed through her mind. It was too good to be true…

"Anzu…" he murmured as his hand reached out to cup her face. She pressed into his hand, relishing the feeling of actual flesh and not some flimsy hologram or illusion she was afraid he was. He looked as handsome as the last time she saw him. He looked completely ethereal, shining almost… dressed in his traditional Pharoah garb, just like he was dressed when he began to walk into the door of the Afterlife.

He was dead.
He wasn't supposed to be back.

"H-how are you…back?" She trembled, her eyes filling with tears. Atem took a step forward, encasing her with his arms. "How are you back?" She repeated the question again.

Atem wiped her tears with his fingers, and 'shhhh'-ed her, trying to calm her. "I don't have much time…" He admitted. The look in Anzu's eyes nearly broke his heart when she looked up to stare at him.

She breathed in, shaking a little. "Right. Because you're technically still dead. I knew it was too go to be true… I knew that…"

"Anzu." He interrupted her gently, squeezing her arm. She sniffed in response.

"I love you." She confessed abruptly. "I love you. I never admitted it, but now that I have a chance I'm telling you. I don't care if you don't feel the same way… I had to, I just had to tell you." Her eyes were tearing, but her cerulean eyes shone bright.

"I know." He responded. He took in a deep breath. "I love you too." Anzu choked in a sob at his own confession. "I had to come back, just for a moment. Just to see you…Just to tell you I feel the same…" He glanced sideways. "I don't have much time." he repeated once more.

Words were no longer needed. Instead, their lips found each other, their arms and hands wrapped around each other.

It was in a few moments time thereafter, Atem began to glow; Atem's opaqueness started to turn to transparency and he was gone, leaving a weeping girl behind.


This is the fastest drabble I have ever written in my entire life (probably because it's so short). It was supposed to be under 300 words, but I ended up exceeding even that. This couple gives me too many angsty feels.

Please let me know your thoughts!

~Startistica