Inspired by the March 2005 issue of Shonen Jump. It's not my fault that angsty Yu-Gi-Oh! is easy to write. Stupid muses.
Oh, and YGO doesn't belong to me. It stinks being poor.
By: Robin Terrae
"This is the end, isn't it?" The voice was soft, accepting yet wanting to deny it at the same time. "What we're doing today after school… it's the beginning of the end."
Yuugi nodded slightly, his fingers gripping the metal of the chain-link fence that circled the roof of Domino High School. "I believe so, yes."
".... and no one else realizes it, do they?"
"No, I don't believe so. Or, if they do, they're in denial." Yuugi leaned his head against the fence, bending it slightly under his weight. "Part of me doesn't want to go to the museum after school; because I understand what it means; finding Mou Hitori no Boku's memories and allowing him to pass on." He closed his eyes, shaking his head slightly. "He's my best friend, the other half of my soul and I'm going to lose him."
"Yuugi…" Anzu started, taking a step forward with a hand outstretched, before stopping and letting it drop to her side. It didn’t matter. Nothing she could say or do was going to change the facts or Yuugi's destiny as the Chosen One.
"And even knowing that I'm going to lose him, doesn't make me wish that this never happened. I'm glad that I met him and that I could help him. He deserves his rest. If anyone does, it's him. And I don't think I could ever be selfish enough to deny him that either."
Anzu watched silently for a moment before stepping up behind Yuugi and wrapping her arms around his shoulders, leaning against him. "I'll miss him too."
Yuugi smiled slightly, leaning his head back and to the side so that he could see the taller girl out of the corner of his eye, "You're a good friend, Anzu. I know we sometimes get on your case about the friendship speeches and all… but thank you." He reached up with a hand and took one of her's, squeezing gently, fleetingly, before returning it to its original position. "It's nice to know that I won't be alone."
Anzu smiled. Maybe she should have been jealous, especially since the boy had a much closer to relationship to him, but she couldn't. After all, they were both in the same boat; both were going letting go of the one they loved. The one that Yuugi loved more than life itself. "Never, Yuugi; don't even think it. I can't promise that we'll be together forever, we never know where life's paths will take us, but I can promise that no matter what happens, we'll always be friends and you'll always be able to turn to me. I can't be Mou Hitori no Yuugi and I know that nothing would be able to replace him, but I will still be your friend."
"I know. And I'll always be yours." Yuugi replied softly, unthreading his fingers from the fence so that his hands could gently envelop around the puzzle hanging around his neck. "And we'll always be his."