Any Time Now
By Jargonelle
Twenty-four snapshots. Two lives. One love. Yuugi x Anzu.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
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1.00
Anzu looked beautiful in the moonlight.
Of course, Yuugi thought that she looked beautiful any time of the day, but there was something special about seeing her lie asleep, her skin glowing softly in the dim light. She didn't look younger, nor more vulnerable, if anything, she seemed stronger – her face was genuinely relaxed into a contented smile but her clenched fists gave away her warrior instincts, she would protect him, even from her dreams.
He stood in his bedroom doorway, watching her sleep in his bed from a distance. He longed to move closer, to wrap an arm around her or to gently stroke her hair, but he knew his Grandpa would explode over the breach of confidence.
They hadn't shared a room since they were nine. Since then, if ever Anzu had come to stay, she had slept on the foldout sofa bed in the living room. As fate would have it, she had grown too tall to sleep there comfortably, but Yuugi hadn't.
He had spent hours cleaning his room, taking care to hide some of his possessions where Anzu was sure never to look. He trusted her implicitly, but there were still parts of him that he wanted kept secret. They didn't share everything, he didn't know if they ever would, but they shared the important things and that was enough for now.
The clock in the hallway chimed once, an annoying memento of one of his Grandpa's expeditions, jolting Yuugi from his thoughts. They had an early start in the morning so he should really try to go back to sleep.
He left the door ajar, careful not to wake her and headed back to the sofa, pretending not to notice the lack of snores coming from his Grandpa's room.
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By Jargonelle
Twenty-four snapshots. Two lives. One love. Yuugi x Anzu.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!
~~
1.00
Anzu looked beautiful in the moonlight.
Of course, Yuugi thought that she looked beautiful any time of the day, but there was something special about seeing her lie asleep, her skin glowing softly in the dim light. She didn't look younger, nor more vulnerable, if anything, she seemed stronger – her face was genuinely relaxed into a contented smile but her clenched fists gave away her warrior instincts, she would protect him, even from her dreams.
He stood in his bedroom doorway, watching her sleep in his bed from a distance. He longed to move closer, to wrap an arm around her or to gently stroke her hair, but he knew his Grandpa would explode over the breach of confidence.
They hadn't shared a room since they were nine. Since then, if ever Anzu had come to stay, she had slept on the foldout sofa bed in the living room. As fate would have it, she had grown too tall to sleep there comfortably, but Yuugi hadn't.
He had spent hours cleaning his room, taking care to hide some of his possessions where Anzu was sure never to look. He trusted her implicitly, but there were still parts of him that he wanted kept secret. They didn't share everything, he didn't know if they ever would, but they shared the important things and that was enough for now.
The clock in the hallway chimed once, an annoying memento of one of his Grandpa's expeditions, jolting Yuugi from his thoughts. They had an early start in the morning so he should really try to go back to sleep.
He left the door ajar, careful not to wake her and headed back to the sofa, pretending not to notice the lack of snores coming from his Grandpa's room.
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