LuCarly: I know it's a wee bit late, but whatever.

Aki: It's because you procrastinated.

LuCarly: Did not. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's.


Light a Candle

"A Christmas candle is a lovely thing; It makes no noise at all, But softly gives itself away; While quite unselfish, it grows small."

-- Eva K. Logue


Aki quietly struck a match and brought the flame to a candle, until the wick caught fire and burned brightly. The young woman then shook the match dry and disposed, although her eyes remained glued to the thin, while trail of smoke that rose until it dissipated in the cool air. She inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet scent of cinnamon and apples, intertwined together like the threads of silk.

"You know, I've never like candles," said a familiar voice from behind Aki, his tone smooth like dark glass. The amber-eyed female stiffened for a moment, but coaxed herself to relax; it was only him after all, a person she would trust with her life without a second thought

"And why is that?" she asked, turning to face him. His cobalt blue irises were piercing, all-knowing, as if he could peer into her eyes and hear what she was thinking. He shrugged.

"Fire is a hazard," he replied plainly. She scowled at him.

"You're no fun," she murmured, turning away and looking at the candle once again. The wax had started to melt into a hot pool of red liquid. She reached and touched the warm glass tenderly, and slowly let her hand slide down to the oak of the table. "I only like candles for their smell anyway." Yusei hesitated.

"It does smell nice," he said, coming up beside her, also placing his hand on the table. Aki's breathing slowed, becoming aware of their close proximity. To distract herself, she cast her eyes up to the the window and saw that there was a light snow. Weathermen, she realized, were liars; there wasn't supposed to be any snow for a week, let alone on Christmas eve.

"It's five minutes 'till midnight," he said suddenly. She looked up and stared at him, bemused. Yusei sensed her confusion and glanced at her, clarifying, "It's five minutes 'till Christmas." Aki shivered. It really was like he could read her mind.

"I see," she said simply. Silence fell. Yusei shifted for a moment before reaching out and touching her hand.

The smoldering candle flickered and died.


LuCarly: Light, fluffy, predictable, pointless fic. That's that. Reviews are love. So if you love me, review. If you don't love me, review anyway.