Title: Flower
Paring: KaibaxYugi/Rivalshipping.
Season Six. Round Five.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Pretty purple flower.
It sat in the small vase, sad looking as it drooped over the side.
Pretty blue flower.
It also sat in the small vase, happy looking as it stood straight up against gravity.
But how could the blue flower be happy? Its friend, the purple flower was sad, wilting slowly...miserably.
The blue flower shouldn't be happy.
The purple flower should be happy.
"Yugi...what are you doing?" the young CEO asked, pushing back in his chair, trying not to lean up against the glass window that made up the back wall of the office.
The smaller smiled sweetly, sitting on his lap, pecking him on the lips as he brought his hands from behind his back.
"Flowers?" he asked a little skeptically, finding it to be a random gesture as the two plants were placed in his hands. "What's the occasion?"
The champion duelist shook his head, the smile not faltering. "No occasion. Just something to light up your day."
His heart melted at the simple and sweet explanation, and the taller duelist captured his lover's lips in a kiss. "It certainly does lighten up my day."
The water in the vase was a reasonable amount, enough to keep both flowers alive.
But the pretty purple flower was slowly loosing its dulling petals. One by one they dropped onto the desk's top.
The pretty blue flower remained happy, loosing none of its radiant petals. None fell to the desk's top.
He should've never let his small lover go. He should've gone with him when he left about twenty minutes later. He should've put off his tremendous amount of work for the day.
But instead, he had mindlessly let the teen go. He let him leave Kaiba Corporations. He let him out to the dangerous world.
It started with a call, and then all hell broke loose in the CEO's mind. His heart stopped and his brain became a messy puddle. He couldn't breathe.
Before he knew it, he was in the corporation's elevator, willing the machine to bring him to the ground faster with each passing second. He found himself in his private car, not bothering to take the limo; it would only cost him more time.
"Motou, Yugi?" the nurse question him the minute he barged his way into the hospital, his heart still racing. "He's in surgery, Mr. Kaiba. Please wait over there, a doctor will talk to you when they're ready."
Despite what he had been told, the Kaiba still continued to glare at the woman behind the receptionist's desk before clenching his fists even tighter and making his way to one of the open chairs.
He waited.
Time was harsh to the purple flower.
The sun was dimming outside, making the pretty purple flower look depleted. One by one, the petals continued to fall.
There was nothing the blue flower could do.
"Mr. Kaiba I presume?" the doctor in white asked seriously a couple hours later, grabbing the teen's attention.
"Yes. Is Yugi alright?" he asked impatiently, getting ahead of himself as he stood up.
He didn't like the saddened look in those brown eyes that kept drifted to his face back down to his clipboard and back up again.
The doctor looked uncertain, the Kaiba's gaze unnerving him. "A few witnesses said that he didn't look both ways before crossing...he was hit harder than we thought, and I'm sorry Mr. Kaiba, but...we did all that we could."
The CEO stood silent, his blue eyes dulling fast as he let the words sink in. His lover was hit...by a damn car no less. Those witnesses were wrong, the smaller teen always was careful, he wasn't foolish like that. It was the fucking driver's fault!
"Mr. Kaiba?" The doctor's voice reached his ears, and the man blinked, going away from his thoughts.
"Let me see him," he said emotionlessly before the surgeon could say anymore. The man was silent for a moment, but the teen lost his temper and glared at him, nearly yelling, "let me see him, damn it!"
The doctor flinched big time, before bowing a little, saying in a hushed voice, "follow me."
The blue flower remained alive in the small vase.
The purple flower drooped even more over the side, all of its petals gone but one.
So pale...so limp...so...
...dead.
He had requested to be alone with his lost boyfriend. With one glare, the staff had agreed, giving him as much time as he needed.
He steeled his heart as he walked up to that metal and obvious cold table that held his lover.
Blood was smeared over the small body; patches of where surgery had taken place were sewn up, his skin so much paler than before. His skin was cold to the touch.
Yugi was his everything.
His reason to live, breathe, laugh, cry...everything.
But now that was all gone. Yugi was dead; his body limp on this metallic table.
Seto Kaiba took a lifeless hand into his, massaging the cold fingers in his own warm ones. His brows furrowed up together, his throat closing up as his jaw tingled a little.
He allowed one crystalline tear to fall...for Yugi. The small hand in his was put back down onto the table.
The CEO was suddenly reminded of the gifts he was given earlier today. He scowled, wiping that tear away.
His world had lost its light, and dark was what surrounded him now.
His day was darkened.
Darkness had taken over the two flowers' surroundings.
The pretty blue flower closed up, hiding.
The last remains of the pretty purple flower fell, never to be alive again.