I thought I saw you smiling, mou hitori no boku. You don't do that very often. I'd like to see you doing that much more. Smiling, that is. I know you carry the weight and the darkness of the world on your shoulders, but it's not like you always have to be this... ominous and brooding, you know. I'd love to tell you to let it go, to be a little more lighthearted, but then you'll start on your 'I am a Pharaoh, I have obligations' speech and you know, sometimes I really don't want to listen to it.
You can be so silly sometimes. I wish you'd be silly more often. It won't kill you (just in case you might think it will). You don't really have a sense of humor, but when you do laugh, I can almost drown in it, that joyous sound, that wonderful warm timbre of your voice. I want to throw myself at your feet and laugh with you, and take all the seriousness and anguish from you.
I thought I saw you winking at me, mou hitori no boku. You don't do that very often either. Love is serious business to you (like everything else), and it took me a while to understand that you being distant means 'I don't know how to approach the one I love'. It's okay. I had to learn a lot too, and I didn't dare to say 'I love you' out loud because I was afraid I would offend you. We both waited for the other to take the other step, and you have much more patience than I do. I guess that's because you're so freakin' old; waiting a few more months after waiting for three millennia to be released from the Puzzle again doesn't really make a difference.
You like to touch me, and I revel in your touches. You take the time to kiss me, feel me, hug me, warm me up. At first, I thought you were studying me, and that you were touching me to make sure I was really there, that I really existed. You didn't know where to start, where to go, and I took your hand and guided you.
I thought I saw you crying, mou hitori no boku. It's all right. You don't mean anything less to me, in fact, I love it when you show your emotions. You were thinking of your father, who you miss so dearly, and your beloved Priests, who have already moved on to the afterlife. Sometimes I think that I shouldn't have lost the Ceremonial Duel, but I wanted you to be with me so badly. Was it a bad choice I made? I kiss you on the cheeks and wipe your tears if you let me, but I have learned to not bother you when you cry, or when you think I can't see you crying. I know how to offer my support silently, my strong and tough Pharaoh.
You are so strong. I have always watched you walk in front of me, ahead of me, away from me. You always take the lead, and you always shoulder everything to keep me safe and protected. I know, and I don't mind. I know who I am and what I'm capable of. We can be together. We will be together. I'll be your aibou forever.