NOT FUSION. IT'S YUGO.

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@fusionpredator

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thank for the booze, asshole. 

needed it before i pucndhed your stupid face in. 

punched. 

fuck you. 

fuck you and hoe god damn hot you are. 

my stomach hurts. was a bottle 2 much?? 

Yuya couldn’t help but laugh at Yugo’s confidence; it was nice to see his counterpart so happy after all the crap they had both gone through. Even though the two hadn’t interacted all that much during the Fusion Dimension take over and their time at the Academy, Yuya was glad they were getting along.

“Me cry? Yeah right. I think you’re the one who is going to need the box of tissues, Yugo.” He teased with a soft chuckle, turning around to walk back inside with Yugo following him, only to have the Synchro duelist pull him over to ask… quite an odd question.

“How do I get my D-Wheel inside the… You Show Duel School? I need it to duel, right?”

…What.

Yuya just stared at him, eyebrows raised before glancing at the D-Wheel, and then back at its owner.

“…You’re joking right? You’re not bringing that in here.” The entertainment duelist shook his head, placing his hands on his hips. “We’re action duelling Yugo — this isn’t a riding duel. You’re gonna have to think quick on your feet, so you’re leaving your D-Wheel outside.” Once again he moves his gaze to the machine, an amused smirk quickly crossing his face.

“…Well hey at least you managed to park it in the right place this time.” There was a light, teasing tone in his voice as he let out a laugh, the memories of Yugo’s first parking attempt quickly coming back to him. Well that had certainly been a ride to watch.

…Pun intended.

“C’moooon.” Yuya playfully huffed, motioning for Yugo to leave the D-Wheel outside and join him. “The duel won’t start itself. Besides, we still gotta pick a field to set it in. It’s not an action duel without a cool field!”

Hmm now that brought up a rather interesting question — where should they set the stage? You know what, he’d leave that as a surprise for Yugo.

Ask a stupid question? Get a fair answer that he didn’t like. That was Yugo’s life, and he knew it, but that didn’t mean he liked the results. Especially when it came to leaving his D-wheel behind. 

“EH?!? Why not?! I hardly ever duel without my D-Wheel!” He shouted, before his voice grew quiet. “The only time I really did, was—…”

As the moment he went without his D-Wheel clicked into his head, his head lowered as if suddenly held down by an unseen weight. Weight laid onto it by his heart as he remembered looking up… to see a girl icy cold like sweet, mint candies covered in purple, sinister darkness. Winds of frozen subzero thrust at him as he stood his ground, only to have everything destroyed.

He… He had long forgiven her, but—…

“… Well hey at least you managed to park it in the right place this time.”

Yugo blinked and stared up to Yuya, as his head bounced back up. “Huh…?” He hazily asked. Yuya had said something… what was it? At least that he… Oh, god damn it, was that another quip about his bad parking job from the last time he was here?! Son of a—!

“HEY!!!” He squawked out, raising a hand balled up into a fist as he bared his teeth and went back to his normal self in a split second — the memories of being tossed out windows and beaten to the ground by his best friend back to being left in the back of his mind for another day. All thanks to an insult. Once a hothead? Always a hothead. At least the events of the war hadn’t changed him any.

Yuya huffed to get him going, but Yugo outright pouted. Letting Yuya pantomime for him to follow him and play up the duel for some time… before finally sighing, annoyed, before he finally hit a button to free his duel disk from the machine.

“Alright, alright…!” He grumbled, dismounting as he took his disk from it’s home, and held it close and tight in his hand as he finally followed Yuya.

The closer they got — within simple seconds — the more his anger left him and instead his outward lower lip was now more like a sulk than a pout, as he simply used one hand to slide his duel disk into the holster on his left wrist with a click. The device shone with rainbow energy running through it’s cracks for a moment — the glimmer of Momentum energy from his ride.

Yuya felt his breath hitch as Yugo pulled him closer, burying his head into his shoulder. Yuya’s own grip tightened in response, wanting nothing more than to stay there with him, to promise him that everything would be alright — that they would be alright.

But Yuya couldn’t make a promise he’d never remember.

“I-I’m sorry.” A broken whisper left Yuya’s lips as he held tight onto his boyfriend. There was so much more he wanted to say and do, but time wouldn’t give him the chance. If he didn’t let go now, he’d never be able to save their world. Everything his father had worked for would be for nothing.

So with a hesitant yet tight squeeze, Yuya pulled away from their embrace. He moved his hand downs to meet his, their fingers intertwining as Yuya was desperate to stay connected. “I love you,” his voice was soft as his crimson eyes remained on Yugo’s sapphire hues, “and… thank you, for doing this for me. It’s a lot to ask but… you’re the only one I trust with all my heart. That’s why I’m leaving you in charge of my heart and my memories.” He sighed softly, avoiding his gaze for a moment as he thought about they’re two other friends who were probably waiting for them so they could get started. “Of course I trust Yuto and Yuri too but… you’re it for me, you know? I…

I can’t imagine being with anyone else.”

Okay — he was really pushing it now. They had to go.

“You… You remember what my father said about how to do this?” His father had given the instructions to Yugo on how to erase Yuya’s memories and tie themselves together along with the others. Yuya didn’t truly get the science behind it, but he trusted his father. He had no doubt that this work.

After all they only had one chance to get it right; one mistake could cost his memories for good, or even harm him and the others involved. There was no room for failure.

“C’mon… the other’s are waiting.” Yuya put on a brave face, but the squeeze to Yugo’s hands was enough evidence that Yuya was scared. He was about to lose himself to save the world — of course he’d be terrified, but if doing this meant he could protect his future with Yugo and the rest of their friends and family? Then he’d do it.

But he wouldn’t let go of Yugo’s hands.

Not until he absolutely had to.

Yuya apologized, and Yugo didn’t hesitate to pull him tighter into his arms. Holding him close. Keeping him there. Making sure he was warm and secure despite the doubts in his mind. “Shhh… It’s okay… We’ll be okay… Don’t feel bad… alright?”

— But he’s pulled away from one weapon of comfort as the Phantom parted ways from him, cyan eyes wide as he kept his eyes on his partner, full of concern.  

His gaze naturally followed along as Yuya took their hands and entwined their fingers, his confession taking root in his heart. He’d never forget it, no matter what happened. He knew Yuya meant it. He had no doubts at all as he gazed at Yuya with a strong, resolute, melancholy expression. This wasn’t easy for the two of them, but. He’d still do his best to ease Yuya’s pain. No matter what.

“… Yeah. I love you, too. I get it. You’re the one for me, too.

That’s why I can wait. That’s why I can do everything I can to just… help. In any way I can. Even if it means guarding something like this.”

— And before Yuya could even fret at all—

“It’s okay. I can handle it.”

He nodded as his response to Yuya’s tiny little quiz. Sure, he may be a hit-or-miss kind of learner, but he knew what he had to do. If it was something this important, then Yugo could see through that he got it right.

… So that… maybe… his Yuya could come back someday. Maybe.

“C’mon… the other’s are waiting.”

“Yeah,” he agreed sadly, feeling Yuya tighten his grip on his hands. He knew Yuya’s unspoken message here, as much as he probably desired to keep it to himself. At least a little.

It was torture to pull away, for even a moment, but… Yugo pulled only just one of his hands away, just for now, to wrap an arm around Yuya and cuddle him close to his side. Shoulder to shoulder, chest to chest.

“Hey… It’ll be alright. Just trust me. Okay? You trust me. You trust me a lot. And I say you’ll be okay. And you’ll remember again. We’ll find him. We’ll find G.O.D and make everything okay… okay?”

… A sigh left his lips, as he looked at the door in front of them, and then back to Yuya.

x continued here with @synchroclearascrystal

When Rin snuck into the crowd, she thought her dreams of attending a royal ball would be crushed and kicked aside. Instead, she was met with a stranger who came to her side and insisted he was her companion, making those dreams come true. Once they had entered the ball, Rin had turned to the stranger and thanked him over and over again for even giving her a chance to get into the ball. Honestly once they had finished their conversation came to an end, she assumed that he would just move on and continue with his night while she continued with hers.

But their conversation never came to an end.

The two found themselves enjoying each other’s company; they talked, they laughed and they danced the night away. For one night, Rin escaped the life of being a commoner. She wasn’t judged for her wealth or her attire which consisted of an orange dress that she had no choice but to make herself given her place in the kingdom’s economy; she was treated like someone special — someone worth knowing. Rin knew that sneaking into the ball would be dangerous, but she would never regret it; the masked man had made this a night she would never forget.

As much as Rin wanted it to, she knew that the night wouldn’t last forever. Her masked companion had lead her to the backyard of the castle, where she could sneak way into the darkness and go back to being a commoner. She was tired from the night, but her heart made her stop dead in her track.

She didn’t want to say goodbye to the stranger before her.

“… Yugo. My name’s Yugo.”

“Yugo…” She repeated softly, a smile across her face as the words left her lips. “That’s a really nice name. I like it.”

“… What’s yours?”

The commoner felt her cheeks heat up as he asked for her name, still somewhat surprised that someone like him, who actually was invited to the ball, took so much interest in her when she was supposed to be scum of the kingdom. It was really nice finally being treated like someone who mattered.

Delicate fingers lifted up towards her face, pulling her orange mask over her head with one hand while the other reached up to tuck a strand of green hair behind her ear as she gazed into his cyan eyes, finally revealing the rest of her face.

“Rin.” She finally spoke, taking a step towards him as she did so. “My name is Rin.” While Yugo had kept his last name hidden due to his secret, Rin left her’s out to be polite. Surely it would have been weird giving her full name if he hadn’t done so earlier, right?

Rin let out a peaceful sigh, looking up at the night sky and admiring all the stars that twinkled in the darkness. Rin had always loved the stars, often sitting up on the roof with the other kids at the orphanage to watch them together. They always spoke of a hope, a brighter future, and a better life, and for once… Rin actually got to experience it.

“This was the best night of my life.” Rin admitted with a smile, tearing her gaze away from the stars to look back at the boy before her. “It was always a dream of mine to sneak into a royal ball, and you made that dream a reality. I can’t wait to tell everyone else when I get back home. The kids at the orphanage will love it.” She couldn’t help but giggle softly at just how wonderful this night had become. She knew that everyone would be waiting for her back at home — the kids doing their best to stay up so they could hear Rin’s story when she got home while Ray did her best to rush them off to bed. Considering that it had gotten so late in the night, Ray had probably won, meaning the kids were tucked in and fast asleep, but Rin didn’t mind. She could just tell them about her adventure over breakfast the next morning.

Even though her heart was racing in her chest, Rin slowly reached out for Yugo’s hands, gently squeezing them in her hold as she kept her eyes focused on his, adoring the way his cyan eyes sparkled just like the stars she had seen in the night sky.

“I really loved spending tonight with you, Yugo. Will I ever… see you again?”

The way his name fell from her lips, and how she got it right on the first try touched him so deeply a chill went down his spine, and he could swear it wasn’t the cold chill of the evening that made him shiver ever so slightly. And she... liked it? ... Had... had anyone told him that they liked his name before...? ... He... he really couldn’t think of anyone who had, so... that must’ve meant this girl was the first. 

Wow. 

It was still a little while, though, before his question was answered; and he could understand why. His partner for the evening’s courage to be the one to ask for his name first above everything stacked against her had touched him, so perhaps... he had touched her in the same way? How, exactly, escaped him; and he wasn’t allowed to think on it further as the eyes that matched his mask watched as she took off the mask that matched her own..

... To expose a face so fair and lovely that the prince had to question if he had really assisted a princess into the ball for a moment -- his mouth hanging open as infatuation took over his heart for a brief while, before one thing separated him from his thoughts -- 

“Rin.”

-- And just like that, his attention was her’s again as the word she had just shared with him registered within him a few seconds after she spoke it aloud. 

So... her name was... Rin? No last name? It... probably wasn’t given out. Maybe it was because he didn’t share his own, but if he ever had to find her... would it be difficult? Was... Rin a unique enough name to where he could find her with just that...? 

It may have been premature, but... he was sure of that. He wanted to find her again. Talk to her more about things the royal guards didn’t care about, that none of his family wanted to hear. Or, at least... the family he got to see, with how royal duties kept everyone busy all the time. 

Oh, to be a first born son... 

... But in the moment... none of that mattered. It was just him and her, staring at the stars and being kissed by the cold wind of the night that spoke of goodbyes and new tomorrows... and their fun coming to an end. 

But Yugo didn’t want it to end. He didn’t want her to go home to some... orphanage... He wanted her to come back with him. To the palace. To live with him. Spend time with him. ... Spend their lives together. Maybe. 

His staring was ruined, but it was ruined for the right reasons as his hands were stolen and he gets out a squawk, only to be met with wonderful, shimmering orange eyes. 

Yeah, no. He was smitten. 

This girl was god damn daring. He knew that much. She had shown that much during this night together for sure. Yet here she was again. Having the power to ask if a commoner like her, and a lowly 3rd prince like himself would ever meet again, somewhere in the cards that fate had set down on the table face-down. 

... But... call it a gut feeling... but. Just from how daring she was, and how much she knew him more than his own family... He just.. knew. 

He squeezed her hands back, as if letting go meant the end. And it just damn well might with them. 

“... Yeah.” 

@synchroclearascrystal​

Yuya woke up to a bright light shining down on him, making it hard to see. He slowly sat up, squinting slightly as he put a hand to his head with a soft grunt. Ugh his head was pounding; he was going to kill the others for suggesting this was the best way to go back to the future.

…

Wait.

Yuya’s crimson eyes widened as he adjusted to the light, gazing around the room to find out where he was. There was a computer to the side, with a bunch of wires hooked up that connected to a capsule, big enough for him to use. It was in that moment as a memory of the past came back to him that Yuya recognised where he was — in the same laboratory he had been sent to the past in.

He… He was home.

Yuya couldn’t believe it was finally over. After taking down Eve and putting G.O.D in it’s rightful place, Yuya and his counterparts finally decided to return to the future. The world was safe; they were safe.

After finally coming to terms with the fact that he was finally home, the Phantom finally got to his feet just as he heard someone enter the room, and when he looked up to see who it was, a bright smile crossed his lips.

“Yuto! Yuri!” He called out for his two friends, making his way over to them. “Can you believe it? We actually pulled that mission off. I can’t wait to see my dad after everything that’s happened and—” Yuya paused mid-ramble to find another boy standing with them with eyes of cyan gems and hair of blue and yellow. “Whoa! Sorry! I didn’t see you there!” Yuya laughed softly before trailing off, his confusion quickly settling in.

Hang on… how long had that boy been standing there?

“…Uh…” The Phantom let out a nervous laugh, glancing at his two friends who just stared back at him in confusion… or was that concern in their eyes? He couldn’t tell.

Once again his eyes focused on the stranger before him, tilting his head slightly as he tried to remember who this guy was. Was he an old friend or someone who had just found the place? Yuya didn’t know; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t seem to remember him.

“Who are you?”

Yugo crossed his arms as he could not sit still. Could he be blamed for that, though? They had all woken up after their time jump, and Yuya was still out cold. As he shifted his weight to his other leg, his foot began to twitch before he finally walked to the other side of the room. Again. He had been pacing and stopping and pacing and stopping for the last 45 minutes after everyone else had woken up. Waiting for Yuya to wake...

... And then, he just did. 

A sigh left Yugo, as he smiled with relief. 

“Yu--!” 

He was stopped, as Yuri put an arm out in front of him, shaking his head. It annoyed him at first, especially since Yuya was looking around the room like he didn’t know where he was. Maybe Yuri had the right idea, though, considering Yuya figured out where he was in time. 

Despite the fact that Yugo was the one who wanted to help him as Yuto and Yuri just stood there, Yuya went to them to celebrate. Calling to them and cheering with them as Yuto and Yuri defaulted to keeping up appearances. Their energy wasn’t in it, but they tried to keep Yuya’s spirits up. 

... But why? Why try? Was... something wrong? Maybe. Because ever since Yuto and Yuri’s names left Yuya’s lips, and Yugo went ignored... something didn’t feel right. 

How could you just. Ignore your boyfriend? 

-- It’s almost as if Yuya knew he was talking about him. Because red eyes fell upon him, and then something fell from his lips that wasn’t meant to hurt... but it did. 

He turned to Yuto and Yuri, who looked at him with pity for days. They were all thinking the same thing. They were all afraid of this. That the damages of having to erase Yuya’s most stubborn memories of Yugo time and time again would eventually make the memories permanently gone. Permanently destroyed and ruined. 

... Ruined in such a way that they’d never come back. 

Guess that was the scenario fate -- or maybe even G.O.D -- had chosen for them. For Yugo. 

He didn’t answer Yuya’s question at first, lowering his head, trying to stomach the pain with a bite to keep his lip from quivering too much. His fists shook from how hard he clenched them as he tried to hide his hurt. His pain. 

He swallowed hard, before breathing in deep. Somehow... he managed to bury it all. But it didn’t make his heart hurt any less. 

Time to try this again, he guessed. With a sad smile on his face. 

“Don’t worry about it. Name’s Yugo.”

( Pretty sure no one’s around to really see this, but uh. Since the manga ended I wanna just, uh. Post a little disclaimer--

Any threads where my Manga!Yugo has been shipped with Yuya were written before the manga ended, and any continuations of those AUs are just that. AUs. Where they’re not brothers. 

Please keep an eye on timestamps for those threads and AUs, because I’m not RPIng incest. I just like syncshipping and prefer to keep my own manga AU rather than the canon cause the canon kinda sucks lets be REAL HERE. 

- @rinapplespice, continued from here.

“Can’t this wait until morning?”

Pain shot across Yugo’s face for a mere moment at the idea, shrinking to where he could fit in her doorframe better with the guilt of the fact that he had woken her up as a stray tear fell down his cheek. A small whine left him — he felt bad, but… he didn’t want to go back to his room…

“N-… no… I—… I can’t sleep. I-I’ll be thrown back in that hell again…! With Zarc… a-and the dragons… and I—…”

He grossly sniffles loudly as he lowers his head and whimpers at the memories of what it was like to be stuck within Yuri as he was taken within Yuya… the last moments of when he was himself before becoming…

“Hey… Come here…”

Of course her voice is what breaks him out of it, making him look up to see her moving over… and patting the side of her bed. Yugo stifled a tiny, pathetic whisper before finally walking into her room, and sitting right where she wanted — head hung low before he looked back up at her, still with a few tears in his eyes.

He honestly looked like a whining puppy dog as he sat besides her; lip not quivering, but out, as his pain was evident on his face… It might have been seen as childish to want to stay by Rin’s side like this… but it was normal between them. It had been since they were kids…

Yugo was swept into Rin’s arms without any resilience or reluctance. He lay himself against her just like he was guided to do so by her own embrace, eyes still open and distant from the pain that still dragged his heart down as his head was left to where it usually found itself — on her shoulder.

He let her stroke his hair for some time before he finally looked to the floor, still in Rin’s hold, before finally easing into it, feeling his heart grow lighter. He was quick to sigh, as he allowed his eyes to close, and finally… he returned her embrace, resting his hands against her back. Lightly clinging… as if letting go would lose her again.

She offered to let him stay in her room tonight, and already his heart was growing warm again. Such a small gesture did wonders for him… and after a moment of silence… he nods against her with a hum, eyes closed as his tears came to a stop — with only a few still pooled in the corner of his eyes.

@fusionpredator

The once ever eager voice suddenly silence when it came to the fire it spat -- stopping with a tiny squeal leaving the mechanic’s throat as he stopped in his tracks with his eyes widening and his cheeks turning pink. 

Oh, god. That did sound dirty, didn’t it.... Maybe telling the person who was currently stealing some of your stash of chocolates to “stop it or I’ll fuck you up for it” was kind of a bad idea.

... Especially since you were trying to be subtle about the fact that you had a thing for your housemate’s boyfriend, while also having flings with the same jackass who didn’t respect your chocolate stash at the same time. Getting kicked out? Not on Yugo’s to do list today. Or tomorrow. Or... for the next few months. 

“I--...”

So, he balled his fists at his sides, and made a shaky, wobbly, angry face like a child who had just been caught stealing from the cookie jar and punished for it verbally. And just like that child, he crossed his arms and huffed -- turning his gaze from Yuri and holding his head up high. 

“It wasn’t anything like that, you pervert! Get... Get your mind out of the gutter! I was saying I was going to kick your ass if you didn’t leave my stuff alone! Got it?!”

Lacking his usual loud anger, with a shaky voice that sounded like huffs as actual words, didn’t exactly give much of a good threatening presence -- but hopefully it covered his tracks. And... maybe... got Yuri to leave his stuff alone? 

@starperformapal

“H--hey..! Hey!!!”

All Yugo could do was squirm and adjust his position as Yuya... somehow threw his arms around him and nuzzled himself into Yugo’s side on his ((their??)) bed. It was definitely a shock to find that Yuya had turned the lights of their Friendship Cup suite room off, and then have the bed that Yugo was lazing on bounce as Yuya joined his side... but now that Yuya had practically plastered himself against Yugo’s side? Arms wrapped around his torso and... everything?? 

It was a bit much for the translucent spirit at Yuya’s side could take without fair warning. And he... kind of did get a warning! It was just... delayed... 

Yugo grunted as he tried to make himself comfortable in the new position he was in to no avail. It... was weird! Yuya could touch him, yet... Yugo couldn’t make a move against him?  Must’ve had something to do with how Yuya was the person and Yugo was the... soul... spirit... thing. 

“I know I said I’d try to give you that hug you wanted after getting that girl’s letter, but...! But being next to me...?! Like this...?!”

Despite his words, once he figured out he could only move so much in Yuya’s hold without being met with nothing but resistance, he didn’t try again. Cyan eyes were big and wide as they stared into crimson copycats, and his cheeks were tinted pink with blush. 

This situation was also serving as a good reminder -- despite kinda, sorta dying, (who knew, really) that he still had a beating heart in his see-thru chest somehow. It was beating in his ears as he stared back at Yuya in his surprise, a constant thump that meshed with the ambience of the city below their floor. 

@rinapplespice

“Wh--... wh--.... wha...?” 

All Yugo could do at the sight of Rin at the dead end of the alleyway was blink and stutter. He... He didn’t understand. He had gone looking for her when she didn’t show up in time for dinner, heard her scream in the dark of the Commons street, and now that he had found her... she... 

She was staring him down with a glare that could kill if she wanted it to, with a smirk on her face that wasn’t at all like her; dark and sinister...  ready to kick his ass... All she did was say a few words, but Yugo could already tell from that and her body language alone..

Something wasn’t right here...

“... Rin... When did I ever say I wanted you to be the bad guy?! Did I do something...? Just tell me what I did and I’ll say I’m sorry for it...! 

@haousupremeking

Being met with a figure made of literal shadows wasn’t exactly the first thing Yugo was expecting to encounter once arriving to the Fusion Dimension. He expected Academy resistance. He expected Obelisk Force… but this? This was something that he had never heard of before, what with Yuzu’s talk about the evils of this cross dimensional war. 

Maybe this was what was making the Fusion Dimension decide that it was perfectly okay to start cross-dimensional genocide and kidnap his most favorite person in the whole world? Who the hell knew. It wasn’t Yugo, that was for damn sure. 

Still, he stayed on his guard as he watched the figure approach, step by step, as the light of his D-Wheel’s headlights made the monster’s frame clear to him against the dark. With the spikes on his shoulders and the somewhat human head, it looked like, this thing was just nasty. But he couldn’t see it just yet. For some reason, even with the lights on the damn guy, he was still pitch black even as he walked closer. 

Something… deep within him… a voice in the back of his head… was telling him that he knew this guy… but… Where from? He had never been to this dimension before! Had he gone to the Commons back in Synchro before…? 

Whatever it was – it… trusted him? Okay then…? 

@starperformapal

Well... that was... a very interesting answer to just asking “how did you find me?”. One that caused Yugo to freeze in his tracks instantly and make the smile that was once on his face disappear. One of Yuya’s best magic tricks yet -- it even made Yugo’s heart stop! 

Now, in a situation like this, it was probably best if Yugo laughed the situation off and asked Yuya for what he meant, like he did nothing wrong!

... Too bad, that for Yugo, he did practically nearly everything wrong. At least... to how Yuya saw the situation from whatever view of it he got. It probably didn’t hold the truth in that view, which made things far more terrifying.

... It probably didn’t help Yugo that he was struck into silence for far too long to make any sort of easily justifiable recovery. Way to go. 

A nervous laugh escaped him, eventually, as he hovered above Yuya a tad and placed his hands on his shoulders. 

“Yuya... heheh... What’re you talking about?” 

His heart was pounding in his chest, shaking for him against whatever Yuya had found out, and whatever Yuya was going to say regarding it. He was already of the opinion that Yugo had betrayed him somehow...

@fusionpredator

“... Figures, doesn’t it?” He spoke to his counterpart, as he stood back up after allowing his hand to be placed against the memory bubble that shined on the ground like a Solid Vision hologram. Once he was standing tall again, he turned his cyan eyes to the blinding red and black that was the Adam Factor, as it’s pulse bounced off of every wall and tissue there was of Yuya’s mind and psyche -- engulfing, and absorbing everything. They only had moments left... before the Adam Factor swallowed the three personalities that helped protect the Phantom. Their minutes -- their seconds were numbered, and they all decided to use that time together; as it was all they had. 

“After all we did to protect him... he’s just... going to forget us. Forget we ever existed.” 

The words that left Yugo’s lips hung like the finality they held in the air -- only silence followed for just a moment, the pulse of the end that approached being the only thing the three boys could hear for a moment. Bum-bum. Bum-bum. Bum-bum... 

Eventually, Yuto spoke up, his eyes downcast to the tree roots that shined beneath their feet -- growing; growing like crazy as nothing was holding the memories back anymore. 

There was no point. They would all turn to ash in a moment -- against the red wildfire that hung above. 

“It was never guaranteed that he’d remember us, Yugo. You knew that coming into this.

... We knew that there was a chance that we’d never become whole again, either.

We took it anyway.”

Yugo pivoted back around on his feet -- facing the purple counterparts that had been his headmates for as long as he himself could remember. His face was wrinkled in his anger, as he bared his teeth at his closest partners. 

“SO THAT MEANS I CAN’T BE SAD?! SO THAT MEANS I CAN’T MOURN?!” 

“We’re practically dying here, Yuto... That thing comes down, and we’re goners. Yuya’s going to be left alone... and we won’t be around to help him anymore.” 

Again. Silence fell between the three. Hardly anyone had anything to say back to the truths that Yugo was spitting out; slowly falling apart as the pulse only grew stronger, and stronger... they were all beginning to suffocate -- the ceiling closing in. And the more suffocated they felt... the less time they had. 

The Adam Factor was starting to leave their ears ringing with every beat -- time running out as what “air” they had to breathe in Yuya’s mind was starting to taste stale and feel like it wasn’t enough, and Yugo’s fists began to shake at his sides... before he gritted his teeth and a sniffle left him, causing the eyes of his others to look at him as the sound of a raindrop... or two... or a few more hit the solid ground of Yuya’s heart. 

Another loud sniffle left the Synchro duelist of the Phantom’s mind. 

“Hey... At... at least it worked.... Right? He won’t remember us... so... he won’t remember the memories that made him sad... Right? S-so... he’ll be... happy... he won’t suffer at the thought of us... he’ll just... keep living..! Keep living like nothing ever happened! That’s... that’s good, right?! We did good for him, right?!” 

As Yugo looked at his fellow personalities, with a shaky smile on his face and tears blinding his vision... they had nothing to say to him back. There were no responses, but Yugo reveled in the fact that even though they were blurs of purple and purple-and-black... they were there. They may have been looking at him with heart-wrenching, pitying stares, he was sure... but they were there. They were there, and he wasn’t alone. He wasn’t alone. 

It wasn’t with Yuya, but... he wasn’t dying alone. 

A laugh. Another laugh. A set of laughs left the duelist as he continued to let all the tears he had left to shed fall down his cheeks and onto the ground. He kept on laughing as the pulse above him grew to be deafening, the endless abyss of white being taken over completely by red. Laughs... more laughs... and then a whine. A whine and then a sob. Hysterical sobs left Yugo as he curled up; curled up and began to cry proper... before he held his head up to the reddened sky that was so close to touching his head.... and screamed out his cries into the abyss that was fading out of existence entirely... 

His tears continued to fall to the ground, becoming a tiny darkened spot on the memory that continued to play in the memory bubble before it was lost to time and space itself -- never to be remembered again. 

Yugo let his last words be to scream out his heartache as he stood on one single memory... 

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“Tch!! There’s tons of reasons!! I’m brave, I’m a great duelist, I’m funny, I never give up, I’ve got a great heart, I’m.....” He looked downward as he tried to think of anything else, and nothing was really coming to mind. As his brain couldn’t come up with any more compliments to himself, he scowled at how bad it probably looked that it seemed like there wasn’t much about him. There was plenty for Rin to like!! Definitely!! He bared his teeth and shook his head before pointing a thumb at himself.