A/N: I'm so sorry for the delay. First I was on holiday for two weeks and there was only one Internet café that seemed to be closed all the time and then as soon as I get back I'm hit with writers block! I tried to make this chapter longer to make up for the long update .

1/3 Jewels Of The Sun

Chapter Four: Dreams And Explanations

Yugi, Mokubah and Rebecca whispered in Yugi's room after much pleading and Yugi offering to do the dishes for a week Yami allowed them to have a sleepover party and then he found out that all they wanted was to invite Mokubah. A waste of a party but it also meant he didn't have to stay up at all hours looking after five or so hyper teenagers. Rebecca's last birthday party hadn't faded from his mind.

"So Yami's taking us to the Castle tomorrow. It's great that Tea's coming but I wish Joey and Tatiana can't make it or something. How are we meant to play cupids if they're never alone?" Rebecca ranted.

"Well we can't just ask Joey and Ana not to come because we told Yami it was a history project. Don't you think they'll get even a hint suspicious if we asked Joey and Ana not to come but kept Tea on the list? Besides there's nothing we can do about it now anyway." Yugi told her glumly.

Mokubah said nothing as he played with the knitted throw on the bed. He was thinking about what Seto had told him before he left for Yugi's. He wondered if Seto had told Yami yet. Or maybe Seto wanted him to tell Yami. No Seto would have told him to tell Yami, Seto never left anything to chance. Just as that thought left him another struck him.

"Hey Mokie are you okay? You're very quite." Rebecca asked, a worried expression on her face.

"I was thinking." Mokubah answered defensively.

"'Bout what?" Yugi asked. He lent forward on to his elbows. "Have you thought of a way to get my brother and Tea alone?" Yugi said brightening up.

"No. I was thinking that if Yami and Tea are meant to be the first couple or whatever we're calling them." Mokubah took a deep breath and continued, " I was wondering if the ghost Cecelia would help them."

"Huh?" both Rebecca and Yugi looked confused.

" Well think about it. The ghost showed herself to us after everyone else left, she meant for us to understand and help, she told us how to break the curse. Don't you think that there is the slightest chance she would want to help us free her?"

"But we're the only one who have seen her. Or even know about her for that matter." Rebecca looked thoughtful. When she saw Mokubah and Yugi's confused faces she gave a deep sigh and explained:

" After we saw her I went on the net and looked up everything I could find about Domino Castle and the ghost. Domino Castle isn't even reputed to be haunted. So that means no-one has ever seen her before now."

"But that tapestry was made after the curse, that guide lady said so. So who'd wait nearly three hundred years before trying to get free?" Mokubah news his had told him earlier lost at the back of his mind.

The three teens talked for another hour about their plan and what they were going to do at the castle. But in the next room, Yami wasn't having such a good time. He was asleep or at least he thought he was.

It was like an old memory, the kind that just floats out of nowhere and you had forgotten about ages ago. Yami tossed in his bed remembering a memory that wasn't his.

He stood on the cliff-top of a distant land. The wind whipped at his long silver cloak and the stars shone out the night's sky, shiny specks against velvet black. The moon hung in the air a perfect silvery orb. He was waiting, what for he wasn't sure but he knew that he'd know as soon as he sees it.

The woman came to him running, the skirts of the pale blue frock she wore were flowing behind her. Her long pale gold hair flew around her face as the wind played with it. Her face was flushed and tears were streaming down her cheeks. She wasn't very old probably the same age as he was.

"I am so sorry, my father wishes for me to sail to Japan, tomorrow evening." She said her voice full of apology. Yami couldn't figure out why he was angry. The wind flowed faster turning into a gale.

"Then come with me. Your father cannot keep us apart, Cecelia." He told her. Her face became angry and her tossed her head back, the long stream of blonde hair flowed away from her face and left it unframed.

"My father is old and ill. He is doing what he believes is best for me. Can you not see that Pegasus? You may be a god but you know nothing of humans." Her voice was colder than the wind that encircled them.

" You believe your father is doing this because it is best for you? Cecelia you naïve little girl he is doing this because he wants to keep us apart. Are we not stronger than that? Do you not trust me anymore?" he asked his voice was calm but it disguised the inner storm he was feeling.

"I believe my father does what he does because he loves me. Pegasus I will not go against my father's wishes." With that she turned to head back into the village.

He felt something cold and icy grip at his stomach, he didn't recognise it as fear. "What will it take to make you come with me? Do you want jewels?" he took a silver bag from his side and snapped his fingers, the bag filled up and when he poured the contents at the girls feet dozens of icy diamonds fell onto the grass. " These are the jewels of the sun. You can have them all if you come with me to the Clouds." He told her.

She face went blank and then fury swam in her eyes. She bent down and picked up a particularly large diamond the shone different colours in the moonlight. " You think I can be brought? You think you can give me a few pretty things and I'll leap into your arms? No Pegasus. I will not go with you. I will not be brought like a common slave!" with those cruel words she turned on her heel ran back to the village before he could stop her.

She will come back. She will come to him. Nothing can keep them apart.

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Yami stared at the little dancing numbers and felt his migraine grow bigger. Glaring at the page he got up and went to the kitchen with the intension of getting a glass of water. He was currently trying to do the accounts for the store and maths had never been his strong point.

The buzzer made Yami stop in his tracks; it was five o'clock on Sunday, who on earth would be calling here? Yugi and the others? No they told him they were going to Kaiba mansion to write up part of their report. After a quiet day at the Castle, Joey had pull out at the last minuet when one of his waiters called in sick, the kids had gone straight to Mokubah's and Tea and Tatiana went to work on the dance play they were planning to do in a few weeks time.

Cautiously Yami went to the intercom. "Mouto residence." He said clearly. When he got his response, it was the last person he could think of.

" Hello Yami, can I talk to you for a minuet?" Seto Kaiba's voice came from the other end.

"Yeah sure. Give me a sec." Yami muttered and pressed the button that allowed the door to release. A minuet later Seto was at the door, knocking. Forgetting about the accounts and the glass of water he wanted Yami opened the door to let his old foe in.

" Okay if looks could kill." Yami muttered when he saw Seto's expression.

"That no-good pathetic excuse for a businessman Donald Walter would be dead." Seto told him calmly.

" Okay who is he, why do you want him dead and why in hell couldn't you tell me all this over the phone?" Yami asked.

" Donald Walter is the manager of the American company I'm hoping to do business with when introducing Duel Monsters over there. He contacted me yesterday to tell me that our meeting has been delayed and I didn't want to tell you this over the phone." Seto answered.

" You want coffee?" Yami sighed. At Seto's nod he walked into the small kitchen. "Why has your meeting been delayed, I mean you had to have had this planned for weeks before you told me?"

" Nearly a month. Walter's excuse is that someone screwed up the dates and now I'm going to have to go later, only by a couple of weeks but it also means I've got to stay there longer as well. You still don't mind looking after Mokubah do you?"

"Not at all. They'd probably love it." Yami came back and handed one to Seto and set his own on the small coffee table in the living room where he was working on the accounts.

He knew Seto had his coffee the same way Yami did; black. Seto sat on the couch leaving Yami to take the over-stuffed amber-coloured leather armchair. Seto gazed down at the account sheets and gave a small smirk. " You forgot to carry the five," he told Yami.

Yami snatched the sheet out of Seto's hand and glared at it for a minuet. "Damn!" looking over a Seto he sighed and tossed the paper back on the table. " Besides coming here to correct me on my dismal maths skills what else do you want?"

" Well I was thinking I could let Mokubah have a weekend sleep over with Yugi and Rebecca. To make up for you having to move out of your room for longer than you expected."

" Sure sounds nice. A weekend where I don't have to worry about bedtimes and whether or not they brushed their teeth, especially when they're hyped on sugar." Yami grinned evilly at Seto's now pale face.

" They're not getting sugar at this sleepover" Seto decided on the spot. " Look I'll run the idea with Mokubah and the others when I get back, they're currently writing up a report about a ghost."

"A ghost? No it's a history project on Domino Castle. They got me Tea and Tatiana to take them back earlier today. " Yami frowned.

"Well when I checked on them before leaving they were looking up some girl called Cecelia Barlow. When I was leaving the room I heard Rebecca say something about no-one seeing her ghost but them." Seto glanced at his watch. When he looked back at Yami, the second man was pale. " Are you okay Yami? You look ill."

" It's nothing. Just a freaky dream I had last night. Say was there a picture of this girl." Yami's voiced sounded falsely light and slightly strained. Seto stared at him curiously.

"Yeah an old oil painting, she had blonde hair and blue eyes she had a blue dress on as well. Are you sure you're okay." Seto asked. He didn't want to be held responsible if Yami suddenly had a heart attack or fainted.

"No." Yami said in a small voice.

"Is it that dream you mentioned? Tell me about it." Seto said.

"You what to listen to my dream?" Yami said with a small shaky laugh.

"No not really but you made me curious." Seto admitted.

"Fine" Yami said and told Seto about standing on the cliffs of Ireland and meeting the young woman Cecelia, who matched perfectly with the description of Cecelia Barlow.

" It could be a fluke. I mean you said you saw a tapestry of the girl and your mind made up a scenario with her." Seto suggested. He didn't believe in this magic rubbish.

"Seto, I could tell you the entire layout of a Irish town Ardmore. Now tell me how I can tell you all that when I have never been to there let alone anywhere else in Ireland."

Seto was a lost for words. He frowned a moment. "When I get back I'll go on that site Mokubah and the other's were on and have a look at what it says about Cecelia Barlow. Okay?" he looked at his watch again. " I have to go. Thanks for the coffee and still looking after Mokubah when I go away, bye Yami." With that Seto left.

Yami sighed and stared at the accounts. How much chocolate would it take to bribe Rebecca to help him?

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Tea bent over the plain A4 drawing pad, she was designing some of the costumes and had the plan to make them herself to save money. It was a simple Sleeping Beauty play and Tea wanted it to be a hit. Tea dropped the pencil she was holding and stretched her muscles were cramping and she still had to design all the fairy's costumes.

Tatiana sighed and studied her older sister from the doorway. There was a time, when she and tea were both little that she wished she looked like Tea; Tea was tall, slim and beautiful. Tatiana was shorter and more cute that her sister. Tatiana had wanted to be good at something like Tea was good at dancing so she had picked up playing the piano. She was good but not amazing and not good enough to be accepted into any of the music schools she applied for.

Tatiana snapped out of her reverie and looked at her sister. Tea was slumped over the pad and fast asleep. Tatiana took the woollen blanket and placed it over her sister's shoulders. Sighing Tatiana left her to sleep.

She was setting an old oak table, it wasn't glossy from polish and had a rough exterior to it but she found it homely and it did the job. Her father was going to come out of his room and eat at the table; she hurried into a small back room to help him, he was skinny and pale from the illness that plague him and his hair was grizzled and grey. His skin was wrinkled and sometimes it seemed to just hang off his bones. His gnarled hand found hers and slowly they both made their way to the table.

The food was in tin plates and was simple potato soup with a side offering of fresh crusty bread she had brought earlier that day from the mill. She smiled as she helped her father into the seat at the head of the table. She took the one on his right. She straightened the skirts of her dress; it was white with pale blue and lavender flowers embroidered onto it.

The talk at the table was minimal as her father didn't like it and it wasn't as easy for as it once was. When the supper was over she cleared away the plates and washed them. She helped her father back into his bed and fetched another blanket for him when he said he was cold.

It was nearly midnight when she slipped out of the house and took a small walk along the cliff face. She often chose this path because it was close to her home and she never wanted to be too far away from her father. She sighed as she walked. Both she and her father knew he was going to die soon. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the young man until she accidentally walked into him.

She apologized for her clumsiness and then noticed that she had never seen this man before. She knew everyone in the village and quite a few of the foreigners who had tried to woo her when she went into the village to get food and supplies. This man was not only, not from the village but his appearance was one that made everyone remember him.

He had long silver hair just over his shoulders and warm brown eyes. He smiled at her " don't be sorry my dear. For I don't think any man would regret meeting a fair maiden such as yourself."

She felt her cheeks grow warm as she blushed. " Thank you. May I ask your name?"

"It is Pegasus." The young man answered.

"That's a very pretty name." She whispered. Pegasus smiled again and she felt her heart flutter. He then snapped his fingers and a winged beast appeared behind him. It was pearly white and had silvery-blue eyes. It's mane and tail was also silvery-blue.

The strange young man petted the Pegasus and then held out his hand towards the startled girl.

"Would you like to fly with me?" he asked politely. When she nodded he helped her onto the beast and hoisted himself up behind her. Clicking his heels lightly against the flying horses sides the Pegasus took to the air.

When they came back down the ground the man helped her down and before she could stop herself she whispered, " when can I see you again?"

" Come here tomorrow. Goodbye my dear." He took her hand and kissed it lightly. She stared at him for a moment before hurrying down to her home.

A/N: there you go chapter 4. Hope it was okay! Please review.