Accepting the cube absently, Yuugi stared down at the brightly-colored toy. Between the two of them, it was nearly complete – a testament to what it meant to use teamwork when it came to solving a problem. It wasn’t even as though he’d needed the help (there was a trick to solving these, after all) and yet…
He felt better for it. Whether that was because of the cube itself or the company he was keeping remained to be seen.
Who would have guessed that talking to himself could actually prove to be a soothing way of passing the time? Elsewhere, he slept (he was pretty sure his body was asleep), but here, his thoughts raced and tumbled, water over a ledge stirred into a chaotic mass on the rocks below.
Yuugi nodded, slowly twisting the sides of the cube at last. Colors slipped by as he worked, the steady click click click almost calming in the room. “Every time I think I understand exactly how it works, I learn more,” he said, laughing a little. “–but you’re right. I’m really glad this is one of its abilities.”
Talking to himself had never been more literal, had it?
Fingers pausing, he glanced at his other self, aware of the subtle way he was trying to fish. It seemed that the younger Yuugi understood the idea of not wanting to know too much about his own future – and yet he still wanted to help.
“Ah, well, you know…” Hearing that from himself made it somehow more real. “It’s… It’s hard to burden our friends like this, when they’re already struggling so much with their own issues, you know?” Even now, even though this was himself, Yuugi felt a pinch of guilt for unloading so much of his fears.
It was funny, though. His other self had really hit the nail on the head, hadn’t he?
The soul room was said to be a representation of the true self -- and
indeed this somewhat chaotic environment that looked as though Kame
Game had been turned on its head did them justice. Youthful -- perhaps
eternally so -- at heart, always looking for new and exciting things to
entertain themselves with, and perhaps just a little on the disordered side.
With their words, thoughts, and reassurances passed back and forth
between the two of them like the Rubik’s Cube, Yuugi could almost feel
his thoughts becoming more ordered in unison with each completed
block of colours. They’d created their own metaphor.
‘ Mmmmm... ’ Though he didn’t like it, Yuugi couldn’t help but
agree. He’d always found it difficult to ask for help -- hated the thought
of putting any unnecessary pressure on the people he called friends. Silly,
really, considering offering comfort and advice was one of the things
friends were for. ‘ Hahaha... it’s not very sensible of us, is it? At the very
least, it looks like we’ll always have ourselves to talk to. ’
Whether that was their “other self” or literally them, it seemed.
Yuugi lifted a hand and gently placed it on his older self’s upper arm,
smiling up at him.
‘ It’s hard to do this when you can’t give me too many of the
details, huh... But don’t worry! I bet we’ll end up together again in a few
months time and you’ll tell me everything went just fine! ’ The smile
widened, making him look even more boyish -- or perhaps naive. ‘I
already know that my problems are gonna work out, thanks to you... So
you’ve gotta keep on trying hard for me us, okay? ’
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