Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Breathe (2 AM) ❯ 2 AM Mistake ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

This is a collection of vignettes inspired by Anna Nalick's “Breathe (2 AM).”

Warnings: OOCness. AU, darkish. Sexual references (nothing explicit).

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Breathe (2 AM)

Part I: 2 AM Mistake

Yugi's Point of View

Two A.M. and she calls me `cause I'm still awake

“Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?

I don't love him.

Winter just wasn't my season.”

I know that when Yami left for the afterlife, he thought he was doing us all a favor. But the fact is, after he was gone, everything changed for worse.

Anzu, for one, was stricken with grief. She had been in love with the Pharaoh for a long time, and seeing him leave was really hard on her.

She mourned over him for about a month, which was expected. We all did our best to cheer her up, but we couldn't force her to be happy until she was ready.

Then, one day, she had a change of heart.

“Yugi, I'm tired of moping around. Being depressed won't bring Yami back. I need to get myself back out there and live my life.”

Naturally, I encouraged her to pursue that philosophy, although dating a new guy every week wasn't exactly what I had in mind for her.

And when dating wasn't enough for her to forget the love she'd lost, she took everything a step further—a step too far. I received the call at 2 AM.

“Yugi, I'm such a terrible person…”

“Of course you aren't Anzu! What's the matter?”

“…I'm…” She barely spoke above a whisper. “…I'm not a virgin…” A gut-wrenching sob. “And I always believed in abstinence until marriage!”

I didn't know what to say. “…Anzu…”

“Just say it, Yugi! I'm a slut and a horrible person!” she screamed.

“No…you're not, Anzu.” You can overcome this Anzu—you can overcome anything.

“You just don't understand!” She hung up the phone.

At least once a week, a nearly identical conversation occurred. Every week, at 2 AM, when she realized that the boy she'd slept with was no longer at her bedside.

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