Hello!! I'm back with chapter 2. Glad you are reading and it's the shortest chapter I guess I've ever written before. Anyway, I don't care. I hope you all have fun and won't sue me for this. I forgot to mention in the first chapter:

I don't own Yugioh!
This contains Yaoi, as if that wasn't clear yet.

Something else: I got a review from Jisa, so I want to thank her for that. And I would like to dedicate this chapter to her, because she has always reviewed to my stories. Thank you very much.

Enjoy chapter 2.

The Dream

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Hooves drummed onto the path that was made through the forest. There were more hoove-prints onto the pathway, but the white stallion gallopped over the prints as his rider made him do it. The white horse chased the birds through the forest. His rider was calm as he lay an arrow onto his bow, ready to fire and kill. Rose-red eyes focused on the bird as suddenly a black bird flew passed by. The Prince's gaze was torn from the other, smaller birds as he stared after the black swan.

"My Prince! Please, stop!!", someone called out. The Prince indeed stopped as he stared at the black swan in front of him. The swan had turned back to him, as if protected the other birds from being shooten. Atemu had his bow still ready, but lowered it. He couldn't shoot this beauty, for the swan was indeed a beautiful bird. It's black feathers were neat and as they should be. The long neck was gracefully raisen and the swan looked at the Prince with crimson eyes.

"Shoot it my Prince!", another called behind Atemu, but the Prince shook his head. He couldn't shoot, it was so beautiful. Rose-red eyes softened, but when the swan flew away suddenly, Atemu chased it. He made his white horse follow the black swan through the trees and through whatever lay on the forest floor. Atemu heard branches snap as he had his rose-red eyes focused on the black swan. He heard his soldiers calling out for him, but his white stallion had always been faster than their horses.

They rode into the lake, before Atemu made his horse stop before it would drawn. He stroked the wet neck of the beautiful stallion as he dismounted and stepped into the water.

"Thank you", he whispered in the stallion's ear, before the horse went to drink and he went to see the swan sitting in the middle of the lake. It was getting darker, the sun was setting. Atemu walked further into the lake, until thigh high as he tried to reach the swan. The swan stayed where it was and suddenly half flew and half swam towards the edge of the lake, where it stayed this time. Atemu turned around and walked back carefully towards the black swan. He walked up onto the dry land and watched the swan circle around in the last lights of the sun.

His men had not found him yet near the lake, but Atemu didn't care. He was captivated by the black swan as he fed it bread. With pity he looked at the bird as the black swan looked up at the star-lit sky. It bend it's head in misery as suddenly white light engulfed the swan. Atemu screamed for help as he ran back into the water, his pants were still wet after all. But he never caught the black swan. In his arms lay a young male, someone just like him and different at the same time.

Atemu looked over the young man as he walked back to the shore. He stroked the pale skin that was a soft cheek. He looked at closed eyes with long eyelashes. He traced a thumb over smooth lips and he stroked the tri-coloured hair and touched the jewel that hung in front of the young man's forehead. Within him enlightened a fire when crimson eyes looked at him with passion and full of life.

"No!", the young man called out as he ripped himself from Atemu's embracement. The young man, clad in black leather, just like Atemu, stared at the young Prince.

"Are you okay?", Atemu asked softly, staring in those beautiful eyes as he then looked around for the black swan.

"I'll be fine! You must go!! If he finds you he'll kill you! Go, now!", the young man called out and pushed Atemu towards his white horse.

"Where's the swan? Will you be okay?? Come with me", Atemu said as he turned around and grabbed the young man's feathersoft hands. The man looked at him.

"I'm the swan!! I'm the cursed one that is trying to safe your life!! Please, leave!!", the young man called out.

"SWAN!!!", another voice boomed from far across the lake. The young man looked across the lake, anger replacing the worry he had for Atemu. Softly he pushed Atemu again, but Atemu wouldn't budge.

"Come with me?", he asked, worried for the beauty in front of him.

"I'll be fine, he won't hurt me", the young man said.

"Please, give me your name.. I'm Atemu", the Prince said, falling hard for the desperate young one in front of him. Crimson eyes looked up at him and Atemu knew he hadn't hit the bottom yet.

"Yami", he whispered softly. Atemu gave Yami a soft kiss on his cheek and then finally left. The other voice boomed over the lake again, but Atemu rode away with guilt in his heart that ached like a thousand knifes.

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Yugi screamed as he sat up straight in bed. He was panting as daylight shone upon his lithe form in bed. He was entangled in his sheets as he looked around. His heart was aching and so were his lungs which tried to get enough air inside of him. His grandfather came in and stared at his grandchild.

"I could hear you downstairs. Like last night… Are you having nightmares, Yugi?", Solomon asked. Yugi stared at him, dream forgotten.

"I- I don't remember. I know I had pain… I just don't remember", Yugi murmured as his grandfather looked at him.

"Well then. Take a shower to calm down and come have breakfast after that, yes?", Solomon asked and Yugi nodded. His grandfather left again and Yugi showered slowly. Very slowly he undressed, his body aching from whatever dream he had had. Luckily the shower made the small aches go away and fully awoken he sat down at the diningtable to start his breakfast. He ate quickly as he would go and meet up with his friends in Ryou's little restaurant.

One time more he went up to his room and picked up the notebook from his desk. Together with a sketchbook and pencils and other drawing-utensils, Yugi made it out of the door with a goodbye to his grandfather.

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Yugi's purpose in this story will quickly been told. I just need to write further. Thank you for reading!