Drip.

Drop.

Drip.

Drop.

The noise of falling water droplets is all Ryouga can hear as he stares out the window and into the cloudy sky as the rain spits on to the ground, the small calm before the large storm that's supposed to hit Heartland later on, but for now it's calm and Ryouga wants to enjoy the peace.

But his mind has other ideas.

There's someone he just can't get out of his head, a figure whose face is always a blur, but seems familiar to him, and he can't help but ponder who the figure is and what they mean to him.

But as they continued he'd often catch glimpses of yellow and blue, a long-tailed coat, and finally in the latest dream…..

The figure had left with a dragon's roar echoing behind him.

Ryouga chuckled as he continued to stare at the steadily falling raindrop running down the window, he would have had to have been as oblivious as Yuuma to know what dragon's roar that was.

It had been Photon's.

And of course that meant that the one haunting his dreams was its owner.

Kaito.

Another chuckle slipped from the former barian emperor's lips at how strange it was, Kaito had taken his soul the first time they'd met and now he was stealing away his thoughts, but unlike his soul, Kite had no knowledge of what he was doing to him, but then again, Ryouga hadn't known of it either and now that he knew, he supposed that it might be different to be around the blond.

But then again nothing had ever been normal or the same when it came to any of his small group of acquaintances and rivals, not after Yuuma gained help from that key of his and the made him change his ways, and certainly not after the Barians had shown up, leaving one shocking secret after an another in their wake, Rio and himself included.

Ryouga shook his head and sighed noticing the change from the small spitting rainfall to the begininngs of a powerful downpour, and as he shut the windows the images from his dreams and thoughts slowly came inching back, reminding him of the small gestures kindness and perhaps affection, which those dreams carried. And the longer those images lasted, the more it made Ryouga wonder, that out of all the people that could have been in his dream...

Why Kaito?

Why was it that Kaito had been in his dreams? Why not anyone else?

Why did it have to be him of all people?

He sighed as he finished closing the last window, why did crazy stuff always happen to him?