"…And now ladies and gentleman, I would like to present the graduating class of 2014! Congratulations!"

Cheers erupted as the many lines of students stood up and threw their caps in the air. After so many years of hard work and dedication, the graduates are finally ready to go out into the real world and start their lives. Out of all the students, none were more excited than three girls, Ryou, Malik, and Yugi. Now clinging to each other as flashes of cameras illuminated their faces. Being crushed by parents and family members with hugs and kisses. Hearing the same words, such as "Congrads!" "You did it!" "What an accomplishment!"

This trio of friends had been together through the worst and the best of times. Now that they have graduated from college, the girls are finally ready to get on with their lives. Now Ryou's father had made a promise to the three young ladies that after they have completed college, he will help set up a house for them to live in until they begin their lives. What the girls and father do not realize is that the particular house he had rented out held many dark secrets.

It was dark and hazy, everything seemed almost in a fog. She held her hands out in order to help guide her confused body and mind. A certain presence made itself known and she had this urge to follow it. Without even noticing, her feet began to move on her own. A slight panic rose in her due to the fact that her body had a mind of its own. Overwhelming sadness and anguish filled her heart.

'What is this?'

Suddenly she saw someone, her feet making her move towards the figure. Upon coming closer, Ryou watched as the figure became clearer and changed from a mere human shape into a defined man. Soon, her surroundings began to emerge. A crowd of people appeared through the fog. A mob of people carrying weapons or torches, the flames swaying in the windless air. Ryou noticed that she was on a porch of a house, the man was on the other side of the iron fence, along with two others, that surrounded the house. Trying to break down the iron gate, the man finally looked up at her. Putting his hand through the bars, he motioned for her to leave.

'Does he want me to run?'

His hair was spikey and short, his bangs falling mostly over his eyes. She noticed how he had white hair as well. Upon his face was a scar made up of three lines. Though it did nothing to take away the attractiveness of his face. His skin was tanned and looked rough, his whole exterior looked rough. His eyes, on the other had, were filled with concern, fear, sadness. He was talking but she could not hear the words. Suddenly having control of her feet, Ryou ran towards the man, her fear escalating. Reaching out to the man, her fingers barely brushed up against his when…

She woke up with a start, clutching her chest, hand over her heart. The thundering sound well known in her ears. Taking deeps breaths to calm down, Ryou removed her hand and combed it through her ivory hair. The other being occupied as it tightly fisted into the sheets.

'That man…'

That was the forth time this week that she has had that nightmare, each becoming more detailed by the second. Bringing her hand down from her hair, Ryou rested it on her cheek and felt something strange.

'Damp? Have I been crying?'

The truth dawned on her when she realized that indeed she had been crying, but why? She had no idea who the man was in her dream. The man who shares the same trait of white hair, scars all over his body, his well-muscled body…

'Ok! That's enough! Time to get up!'

'Great, now I am drooling over a man who doesn't exist, great job brain!'

Arching her back, she stretched out the lingering feeling of sleep, showing off her toned stomach. A few ribs poking out. Malik obviously was the cause of this since she is an exercise freak. With her eyes still drooping, she flung the blankets off of her and shivered. Placing her feet on the plush carpet, Ryou once again stretched by reaching to the ceiling and balanced on her toes. Sighing with relief, Ryou heads to the bedroom door, thoughts still on the dream. She remembered how he seemed so concerned, so fearful. His mouth was moving but no words came out. His body language was clear though, he wanted her to run, but why? In the dream, instead of running away, she ran towards him, hell knows why. Ryou remembered feeling scared, but it wasn't because of the situation, she was scared for him. The dream ended with her reaching for him as he was for her before she woke up.

'He looked so sad…'

Ryou reached the end of the hall and knocked on one of her best friends' door. Hearing a groan and some movements, she felt satisfied and turned towards the door that stood in the middle of the hallway. 'Malik…'

It was easy to say that Malik was very stubborn when it comes to waking up. Knocking on the door, Ryou decided to be gentle before using her full force.

"Malik? Time to get up. We need to get ready. The movers will be here soon, we need to pack everything that we might have forgotten." She said softly. There were no sounds on the other side. "Malik?"

Still there were no sounds. Sighing to herself, Ryou opened the door slowly. Not to her surprise, she found her friend still snuggled up in her comforter, breathing evenly and deeply. Ryou hated waking up her friends when they looked so peaceful, especially since all the stress that the three had gone through. Although, things needed to be done before they are able to relax.

Walking over to the side of the bed and slightly bending down, Ryou placed her hand on Malik's shoulder. Shaking lightly, she murmurs, "Malik? Time to wake up." Hearing a groan, Ryou straightened out, glad to know that she was getting up. That is, until Malik rolled over to the other side of the bed. Pinching her brow, the whitenette sighed harshly and walked over to the other side of the bed. "Malik. I will not ask you again, get up before I make you." Hearing another groan, Ryou saw the blonde open her eyes and sit up in the bed.

"Ryou, why so early?"

"We have to get ready, you don't have to be so difficult."

"But I'm tirreedddd." She complained.

"Yugi isn't this bad."

"Well I am not Yugi, please five more minutes." With that, Malik flopped herself back on the bed.

Ryou then ripped the blanket off of Malik. "Come on, I will make your favorite breakfast if you're ready in five minutes." She sang. Malik immediately hopped off the bed, pushed Ryou out of the room and slammed the door shut. Blinking, Ryou, finally coming to her senses, giggled. As she headed down the stairs to the kitchen, she couldn't help but smile brightly.