Summary: When Hilary is feeling down from a dream she had, she is kidnapped and the Bladebreakers must battle these mysterious

Summary: When Hilary is feeling down from a dream she had, she is kidnapped and the Bladebreakers must battle these mysterious dark figures, but on their way meet a very unexplainable surprise.

Note: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Productions or works, Also with Beyblade as well, I am a fan of both anime/manga. If I did own them however, I be rich and not living with my Grandmother!!...Sorry, TMI…………………

Now Onto Chapter 1 of Eros and Psyche!


Chapter 1

Nightmare

She kept running until the voices boomed loudly in her ears. She didn't know where she was running, all she knew is that she was running on what seemed black water. She couldn't feel her feet as the cold water splashed on her legs and the bottom part of her pajamas was completely wet. She kept running though, and she felt she wasn't running fast enough.

"Get Out of here!" Tyson's voice screamed in her ears.

"Sorry Hil, but your not one of us, just stay away from our training, okay?" Max said trying to sound sensitive about it, but wasn't.

"Hilary, Why don't you just go to school and maybe then will let you back, but until then, your kinda annoying the team," Ray said in a reasoning voice.

All their voices kept going on, saying different things, but still meaning the same thing, she kept running and her eyes begun to stung tears. It was always dark, no matter how much running she goes, It ended to nowhere in the darkness where she can't be near anyone she suffered to lose with, in the end, you really do die alone. That's what came into her mind.

She could have screamed if the voices weren't screaming right at her. It kept her silent and it was draining her out.

"No! No! Noooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Hilary wake up!" a voice yelled at her. A woman's voice.

"Hilary, wake up! It's just a Dream! Hilary!" the voice came louder.

Finally she opened her eyes to find her mother staring down at her worried. Her eyes were blurry from the tears that was straining down her cheeks. When her vision came clearer her mother stroked her hair and said, "Hilary, it's just a dream. Get dress, your going to be late for school. Today you have that Science test to make, get a good grade and make me happy." She smiled to her.

When she left her bedroom, Hilary could realize for a moment of what just happen. That dream scarred her and she decided right then to not go with Tyson after school to his dojo and watch his team practice. She had to make her mother happy by getting an A on the science test, no doubt she'll expect to be perfect like everything her mother wants her to be. She got dress and gatherd her school books. When she came downstairs, her mother had a bowl of miso soup and some rice balls for her take for lunch. The same meal everyday, and Hilary didn't bother taking her time. She finished the miso, yelled good-bye to her mother and ran to school in a hurry. She knew she would be 15 minutes early, but it didn't stop her since it was another day to make her mother happy, though she knew it wouldn't make her happy.

The dream kept being replayed in her mind over and over again, she was scared to talk or see Tyson and Kenny. She prayed that the day would go by fast, but the words were draining her out. She suddenly stop on the street avenue where she would wait and meet Kenny, Tyson however was never since he was always late. She didn't want to see Kenny or Tyson at school, in fact, she didn't even want to go to school today.

An urging feeling just came to her. A very bad feeling that is making her feel not right. But she knew that she needed it more then wanted it. It was something she could do, no one would stop her, her mother wasn't around, Kenny wasn't here yet, no one from school was here to see and report at school, one day off was all she needed, it could work, she can make it happen, all she had to do was run the other way, and she could skip school and avoid Tyson and Kenny, and that dream. It could work.

Slowly she turned around and started running. A strand of guilt came to her, but in true life, she hated school, she hated acting like it a know-it-all, she hated being the miss perfect grades and class president for her mother, she hated dance class, singing class, she hated everything her mother putted on her, she knew if she was doing this for her own will her mother will abuse her. But for once she didn't care. Was she actually doing this for herself?

She kept running until she came to down town, she rested herself near the beach where Tyson always went to think. No one was there because of school time, but she leaned against the railing that led down the stairs to the sandy beach and stood there having her head down. Then her body became restless so she sat down next to the railing putting her head to her knees and hiding a streak of tears. For awhile she took her head out to the air and breathed in the salt water air, but then another streak of tears came out. She closed her eyes again, but didn't feel relaxed.

"Is something wrong?" a voice said.

She opened her eyes to find a short man/boy? Who seemed to have a unique look. He has purple eyes, his eyes were Egyptian looking with black eyeliner, his hair was the most strangest as well, he had bleach yellow streaks with black and red spiked hair. It was just too strange of a look, but part of him was also quite handsome. He was smiling warmly at her, he was foreward leaning against the railing, looking down at her.

"You look familiar" he said. And she thought he was right.

She wiped away her tears and said, "You look like my old teacher tutors." And then he smiled.

"It's good to see you again Hilary, I've been wondering how you've been all these years, but now your crying?" her old student teacher said.

Hilary was pleased to see her old tutor teacher, but surprised to see how much he hadn't change in age. He sat down next to her asked,

"What's happened?"

His low, deep, nazaley voice was somehow warming to her.

"Mutuo Sensei, I haven't seen you since I was 8, you haven't changed one bit since I last saw you." She hid her sadness behind a smile.

He knew what she was trying to do, and it didn't work for him, but he still smiled.

"Hilary, why don't you tell me what happen?" he asked.

Hilary for awhile didn't answer, she knew it was really nothing, just a dream, a dream that seemed to take over her mind and completely drain her out, not to mention everything that was on her mind completely reflect her face. She couldn't see it, but she knew her face was completely pale.

Later her old teacher took her to a resteraunt where they both had malt shakes to drink. There she started explaining her dream. To her, he looked like he had a lot on his mind, but he listened carefully, and it was very much a relief telling him every detail of the dream that she remembered, from feeling of objects and the water to the feelings of the striking emotions she felt, and after explaining, he seemed to be in a moment of thinking, trying to analyze the dream and make out what it meant.

"These voices you heard, do you know who they were from or what they said?" he asked.

Hilary gasped forgetting to explain that important part, what the voices said, and he hit the head right on the nail, she did know who voices they were.

"The voices, were my friends. They were Tyson and Max and Ray's voice." She started to explain feeling a bit confusion in the her voice.

Her teacher became interested, "Who are they?" he asked in a low whisper.

"There my friends, or not friends, I mean…well there a famous Beyblading team, have you heard about the Bladebreakers?" she asked.

His eyes widen but he kept a stern face, "Yes I have. Beyblade is not that popular back in Domino City like Duel Monsters is, but I have heard about them. A young team of Beyblading kids who become world champions."

She sighed, and she was tired of hearing that word, "World Champion" that was enough to hear from Tyson, but she continued about her dream.

"Their voices were yelling at me, telling me I had to stay away from the team, that I'm always in their way, I don't know anything about beyblading but I try, and well…….Their right." She looked down at her hands where her teacher couldn't see.

He twisted his cup of malt shake around thinking. "Your very first friends, and your afraid to lose them." He mumbled. "Ironically they had to be a bunch of boys."

"What?" Hilary asked.

"Oh, nothing!" Her teacher said.

She sipped her shake, unknown of what he was thinking, she wanted to brake the silence.

"Mutuo Sensei…?" she started to asked.

"Please Hilary," he said, "Just call me Yugi." He smiled warmly.

"Yugi, have you ever been through the same thing I have? I mean, that dream must be true of what their thinking."

"What exactly did they say in your dream?" Yugi questioned, hoping to have a right answer by more information.

She didn't answer for awhile, instead she looked to the side of the window they sat next to in the resteraunt, there she saw a mother and her small daughter holding hands on the other side of the street on the side walk. The small girl with chocolate ice cream on her face just finished her cone, she started to lick her fingers, then her mother bend down next to and wiped her face with a cleenex she held in her hand and handed her daughter the ice cream she didn't finish. The girl's face lit up in a big smile and scarffed the ice cream, her cheeks blushing. That moment, Hilary envied that small girl, then Yugi stroke her hand, there she came out of motion.

She looked down and saw Yugi's hand was still on hers, his hand was much more warmer and seemed to have a light brightening around it like the sun's rays. It was unclear for a moment, but when she looked up to see Yugi's face, his purple eyes disappeared and formed a brighter color of red. He was looking straight at her when she turned to look at him, but then his eyes moved down to their hands and slowly took his hand off of hers.

"What did they say Hilary?" Yugi asked again, his tone lower this time.

She was aware that he still hasn't answered her question, but she slid that thought off and try to say exactly was their yelling voices, especially Tyson's, actually said.

"That I….That I…can't be part of a team, that somehow everything of me is not worth to be with, it's…..No!" She stood up from the table, realizing what she was telling him was no big deal.

He looked at her confused, and she knew that, but from the strange essence of her old tutor, it wasn't alarming of such a young face he held. In reality, Yugi didn't look like he was in his twenties, many people in the resteruant might have guess he was atleast 16 or 17, and Hilary standing up from the table making a big scene, might have made the customers guess that he was breaking up with her or their having a fight, even though Hilary was much more younger looking.

"This dream, it's no big deal! It was just a dream, and I shouldn't be wasting your time at all telling you my problems that are really nothing!" she said hiding her tears with a smile.

She collected her book bag and walked away. As she was closer to the exit of the resteruant, she heard Yugi called her name out, and just after that, she started running, Yugi ran after her instantly. She ran for a couple of seconds when she came running across the street, just then she heard a honk go off from a truck, She stood frozen waiting for the truck to cease it's breaks and slide to crash into her. But she instantly felt arms wrapped around her, and someone lift her and for a moment they both flew until gravity took force and they fell rolling on the street's concrete then finally stopping. His arms still wrapped around her, and for a moment the world was silent.

She opened her eyes to find her cheek was rubbed hard and scraped by the concrete, her hands and legs felt numb, but once she moved them they were fine. She notice the arms around her moved away and saw Yugi trying to stand up, his torn up jeans and black tank top was now covered in dust. He was scraping it off when he lend out a hand for Hilary to take.

"It is a big deal to me Hilary," he said, his nazely voice was serious. That's when she automatically, without thinking took his hand, He lift her up to her feet, amazed of how strong he is for someone who was only few inches taller then her and their she looked at him in a daze, realizing she was just saved by him.

"It matters to me Hilary, because…because ever since I met you when you were 8 years old, you were the strongest person I have ever met, from what your mother has done to you still worries me 'till this day, but I know that small little girl has grown taller and has bloomed feircley colors that I could never compete with. I'm guess what I'm trying to say is I still care about you, even if I couldn't continue teaching you and was exported back to Domino City, I wanted to still stay with you and watch you grow."

What he said was all she heard, it was almost as though he was trying to say he loved her like those chick flick American movies her friends watch was being played in a scene like this, right after he saved her.

Yugi obviously didn't know what to say, but he tried to continued, "From what I've seen your mother done to you, I know by blood, I had to sign a contract to keep quiet about it in public, but I wanted to for so long take you in my hands so you'll be safe and unwrithered by your mother's fantasy abuse she caused on you, no child should be trained to be a perfect child, especially since after their given birth, they were already perfect from the beginning."

And that's when she couldn't hold it in anymore, she shoved her head to his chest and cried loudly, their he felt relieved, he wrapped his arms around her and placed one of his hands on her head, letting Hilary bring it all out of her. He let her cry until she couldn't cry anymore, her body suddenly becoming dehydrated of water. Afterwards crying made her tired, so they went to the beach and sat in the sand watching the waves as the sun set. Yugi took off his black tank top, wet from Hilary's tears, he ringed it a few times, noticing her tears dried into his shirt and not much droplets came off. Then he put it back on and sat down next to her in the sand.

"Do you think my mother will ever be alright?" Hilary asked him.

Yugi didn't bother to look at her this time, instead he stared out into the ocean.

"I think it depends on how mentally healthy she is. If she still lives in that dream world of her perfect husband's death, then I doubt it." He said truthfully.

Hilary looked down at her hands, knowing that it was an unfortuanate truth. She can never escape her mother, she had money and control. And she knew herself that she could do it. But Hilary knew she was weak towards her mother and gave in. She didn't like the fact of making her mother the enemy of this angst life she's had for eight years, but everything does lead to her, but Hilary didn't blame her, she'd blame herself, and that Yugi knew he had to work on with her.

"You have to be strong Hilary," he said. "You have to be strong towards her, no matter what she puts you through, you must be strong," then Yugi turned his head from looking at the ocean to stare into Hilary's eyes. "And I'll be there, standing by you." He put his arm on her shoulder and wanted to pull her next to him closely so he could kiss her on the forehead, but he resisted it.

He let go of her should and put his shaking hand on his legs and he sat have Indian style criss cross, his hand held his shaking hand by his wrist to make the nerves calm down, but it didn't stop his fingers from shaking. Hilary noticed it right away.

"Is something wrong with your hand?" she asked concern. She wanted to touch it so she can see what was wrong with his hand, but he pulled it away from her fingertips and hid it behind his back. "It's nothing," he said suspiciously.

Later He walked her home. Hilary knew she was waiting for a punishment at home once she would walked through that door, but having Yugi by her side made her a little brave to walk up the stairs. She turned around to look at him.

"I can do this, don't worry! I can do this by myself!" she said mumbling, but with a little excitement. Yugi's eyes just widen, his purple eyes glistening in the sunset light making him look a little creepy.

"Are you sure?" he asked wanting to still be my her side at least when her mother opens the door.

"Yeah! Thanks Yugi for everything today!" she blushed now looking at her shoes. "Thank you…..I guess even if your not assigned by my mom, your still tutoring me." She suddenly became red so she turned around quickly to open the unlock the door with her house key.

Yugi turned around, his eyes looking solemn now, once he walked down the steps Hilary called his name again. He turned noticing she was still standing in front of the door.

"Yugi…Will you be around…town? Or in the neighborhood?" she paused for a second, "I was just wondering so I could…visit you sometimes… you know, after school and on the weekends." She said, feeling she's now talking to nobody but herself.

Yugi smiled relieved and feeling that his heart was warming up again, "I'll always be near you, don't worry. You can visit my apartment whenever you want." Yugi said this, realizing he said it quite confident.

Hilary smiled and opened the door, he watched as she closed the door behind herself, looking back at him as she slowly closed it. Once the door was shut, the world around Yugi felt completely silent, and the only noise he wanted to hear is her safely walking upstairs to do homework or something. For a few moments he waited but nothing happened. No noise to know anything was moving inside, so he walked on off.

Yugi, on his way walking home to his rented apartment, scolded himself for what he realized what happened to him. He had somehow fallen in love with a fourteen year old girl, once his own student he used to teach when he was seventeen, and now look at him, 25 and having feelings for a young girl that probably hasn't had a first boyfriend or real kiss. What's worse is that he forgot to tell her the most important thing, the reason he came to this part of town to become a teacher in the first place.

He forgot to tell her who she really was, and who he really is, is of course not human.