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When Yugi woke up again he was greeted by light. Though the clouded light which wasn't a surprise, after opening his eyes he laid in bed for a moment before glancing over to the time to see it as nine am. He then looked to the window to see snow falling down, he couldn't help but smile at it while getting out of bed to lean over the wardrobe to gaze out at the snow covered grounds. He was definitely looking forward to going out into it.

"Good morning Aibou."

Yugi glanced to the side to see Yami coming out of the bathroom with his pajamas in his hands. He placed them on the wardrobe while also looking out of the window with Yugi.

"Morning Yami." Yugi replied back.

"Breakfast will be in thirty minutes so do you think you could go shower, please?" Yami asked as he moved to walked over to the bed to sit down on the edge of it.

Yugi turned to look at him and nodded. He then gained a weary look. "Yami… I had a dream about the phantom last night… It was so terrifying…" Yugi mumbled notable to forget those eyes and that horrible mask over his face. He couldn't believe how vivid that dream had been. Like it was real.

"Well, it was just a dream. There is no phantom." Yami then glared at the floor. "I guess I should have stopped Seth from telling you. I didn't realize you'd start having nightmares about it." He said distastefully.

"I'll get over it…" Yugi trailed as he turned back to open the wardrobe and find some clothes to wear for the day. When he found something he walked into the bathroom then shut the door. After locking it he sighed while placing his clothes on the large white counter. He then gazed at himself from the mirror to frown sadly. He missed the old Yami, he remembered when he use to tell Yami he had a bad dream he would have held him for hours even if he had gotten over it. Yugi didn't know what changed, did he do something wrong?

He sighed again as he went to turn on the shower, after it was ready he pulled and tugged his clothes off and let them drop onto the ground. He waited a few minutes before entering the shower. As soon as he did the thoughts of that dream came to him, making him feel cold inside. Everything that had happened had been so strange, he still didn't understand why he felt like it was almost real. Everything he remembered so clearly but it wasn't possible that it had really happened. His imagination has been so crazy lately that his dreams were now starting to run away with him.

Everything about the phantom that he'd seen was still in his head, he still remembered exactly how he looked. That mask was completely horrifying and grotesque, no wonder that man had been afraid of him. Though he didn't exist. There was no phantom, he was a pure myth. Though that room he'd seen in his dream, he wondered if that was an actual room in his mansion. If it was then that would be scary since he had never seen it before. If you haven't seen it before then how could he dream about it if it was real?

Yugi really didn't want to think about this anymore. He rather just forget the whole ordeal and settle his mind with there was no phantom.

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After fifteen minutes he finished his shower and got dressed in his purple shirt, formal black jacket, black pants, and the same pair of shoes he'd worn yesterday since they were the only pair of shoes he'd brought with him. Then after brushing his teeth he left the bathroom to see Yami sitting on the bed like he had been before.

Yami looked up and smiled slightly. "Ready?" He questioned.

Yugi mustered up a smile and nodded. "Yeah."

Yami then stood up and took Yugi's hand to lead him out of the room. While they walked to the stairs Yugi couldn't help but glance back the other way, where he had gone in his dream. Yugi quickly snapped back and remembered he needed to get that off his mind. So he started conversation in hopes of forgetting about that horrible dream.

"How was your sleep?" Yugi questioned softly.

"It was good, that bed is very comfortable." Yami admitted. "Besides the dream, how was yours?" He asked back.

Yugi shrugged his shoulders slightly. "It was alright." The fact that Yami hadn't heard the voices last night reinforced that it was a dream. But there he went again, thinking about the dream. Yugi frowned slightly to himself. He didn't realize how hard it actually was to forget about that. For some reason he just couldn't get it off his mind.

"I'm sure tonight will be better…" He suddenly squeezed Yugi's hand tightly. "If you want, we could do something a little bit more exciting before bed?" He hinted suggestively.

Yugi couldn't help but blush slightly. "I don't know…" He trailed.

"Well think about it." He replied.

When they reached the stairs Yami led Yugi down them then they made their way to the dining hall which they managed to enter a few minutes later. Instantly different smells entered Yugi's nose upon stepping foot in the dining hall. He gazed at the table to see all sorts of different breakfast foods, causing him to just remember how hungry he was. Yugi let go of Yami's hand to sit down where he had sat before. This time Seth wasn't there before them though just before Yami was about to sit down he walked into the hall.

"Good morning both of you. Don't wait on me, you can eat." He told mostly Yugi who had been eyeing all of the food. "Though if you don't mind, I'd like to steal Yami away for a moment. I need to speak with him in private about something." He said while then gazing to Yami.

"Of course." Yami said while moving back away from the table to follow Seth outside of the dining hall.

Yugi couldn't help but feel a little ditched. They had after all just pretty much left him, Yami seeming pretty anxious to get out of the hall. Still, if Seth needed to talk to him about something then he respected that. What Yugi assumed was that it was about the party in two days, or maybe something about translation, after all Yami had said that Seth was a very good translator. Maybe instead of looking up the word bel amour he could just ask Seth, that would save him so much more time instead of having to find a french to english dictionary.

Hearing his stomach growl Yugi decided to just start eating since Seth said it was alright. Yugi looked over the large display of food he had to choose from, waffles, pancakes, scrambled and fried eggs, crapes, fruit salad, and bagels with all different sorts of spreads to put on them. There were many other things but he could sit and list them forever but he really rather eat. Yugi decided on having two waffles since pancakes were just wannabe waffles. He spread strawberry jelly on them since he wasn't in the mood for syrup. He then cut them up into bite sized pieces and began eating them silent while gazing at the wall in front of him since there wasn't much else interesting to look at.

All there was besides a freaky tan mask, was a large painting. He couldn't quite depict what was going on in it but he did notice a few interesting things about it. First was the many red rose bushes around someone standing in the middle of the picture who was gazing at a large mansion burning down. What was strange was that the mansion in the picture looked exactly like the mansion he was staying in now. Was there more history to this place then he knew? Yugi stabbed a piece of his waffle and ate it while thinking about the possible meaning of the fire. Also who was the man standing watching it burn? Did he light it on fire and why would someone want to light such a beautiful place on fire? Yugi wasn't sure but he would like to know.

After he finished eating his waffles and having some of the fruit salad it had been at least ten minutes, he was starting to become worried. Why weren't Yami and Seth back yet? Had something happened to them? Being curious Yugi got up from his chair to go see if he could find them. As soon as Yugi left the dining hall he saw a little bit down farther in the hall a door slightly open with a light coming from it, that being his only guess where they were Yugi walked to it.

When in front of the door he peeked through what he could, the door wasn't open very much but enough for him to see some of the room. He could see part of a window, an olive colored couch, a lamp, an end table, and Yami standing facing towards the other side of the room with his arms crossed over his chest and a frown on his lips. Yugi knew eavesdropping wasn't right but he wanted to know what could possibly take them more than ten minutes to talk about.

"I don't understand you Yami." Seth said from somewhere Yugi couldn't see. "Though you do know that seeing me like this will end badly."

What was Seth talking about? Yugi listened more intently.

Yami's frown all of a sudden turned into a smirk. "So? It's worth it."

Seth came to stand in front of Yami with the same smirk Yami wore, one he was quickly starting to dislike. Yugi watched as Seth used his hand to tip up Yami's chin, then lean down and kiss him. Not anything friendly either, but a very easily passion. Yugi stared in disbelief, Yami had been cheating on him? No wonder Yami had seemed to lose interest in him, he'd been thinking about Seth. Yugi just didn't want to admit it. He avoided that option completely because he loved Yami, or did. Seeing Seth wrap his arms around Yami's waist and Yami let his arms fall upon his neck made tears well in his eyes. How could he? How could he do this to him?

By what Yami said he seemed to barely even care for him anyways. He didn't care that he had broken his heart or made him cry. Yugi put a hand over his mouth to muffle a sob. Not able to control watching anymore Yugi quickly ran away from the door, down the hallway, up the stairs when he reached them, down another hallway, then into the room. When inside he instantly slammed the door shut and let out a heartbreaking cry. He went over to the bed and slumped down onto it. He covered his face with his hands as he cried into them. How could Yami do this to him? Did the time they spent together mean nothing to him?

His whole relationship had been a complete lie. He'd thought that Yami had loved him, clearly that wasn't true, he'd loved Seth the whole time. This made Yugi question himself, did he even know what love was? Has he ever even really loved? How could he have been so naïve? He should have paid attention to the signs that something was wrong, instead he just ignored them and pretended that something else was wrong. He didn't want to believe that Yami was just using him. He should have known something was wrong when he wouldn't cuddle with him at night anymore. Now the price of it was this, becoming a broken hearted mess on the bed crying his eyes out while Yami made out with Seth.

Yugi could see why Yami liked Seth so much, he was rich and Yugi wasn't. He owned this huge mansion and Yugi didn't. He knew different languages and could translate and Yugi couldn't. Compared to Seth, Yugi was nothing. Before even meeting Yami he had been practically poor. He should have expected this from the very beginning.

All of a sudden Yugi heard a soft knock on the door. Afraid that it was Yami he quickly wiped his eyes then looked up with a prepared excuse as to why he was crying when he didn't see Yami, but a phantom. He knew he was awake this time, it was no dream, there was an actual phantom. Yugi stared at him with his red rimmed eyes in fear as he came closer to stand over him. Right now he didn't care if he had come here to kill him, his heart was already snapped in half, death would just make it sweet.

For moments on end Yugi kept his gaze with the phantom. He didn't say a word while the seconds turned into minutes. Yugi sniffled a few times but still didn't look away, he didn't understand why he was even here or what he wanted from Yugi. All of a sudden he abruptly sat down next to Yugi on the bed, something that was very unexpected and scared Yugi slightly with the closeness. He wanted to scoot away but stayed in place. He didn't want the phantom to think that he was afraid of him, maybe he wasn't going to kill him. Maybe there was another reason he was here.

Yugi looked on to him, he began wondering if he even had a face underneath that mask. What if there was nothing there? Yugi watched as he suddenly pulled something from inside his cloak, scared of a weapon Yugi leaned back slightly. He was almost shocked to see that it was a black rose, he had never seen one before. His wrist was then harshly grabbed, he winced at the tight grip on him but over time it slowly loosened. The phantom placed the rose in Yugi's hand and made his finger's wrap around it.

For some reason it became very painful. Like something was cutting him. When he produced a whimper the phantom let go of his wrist with black gloved hands. Yugi let the rose fall to see that his entire palm had been cut open, blood slowly seeping out of his cut. He gazed to the rose to see the part of the stem he'd been holding was covered in his blood along with a sharp thorn that had ripped the skin on his palm. Yugi looked at the phantom out of hurt as he closed his hand that was bleeding and held it close to his chest.

"Why… Why did you do that to me…?" Yugi questioned softly but in a pain filled voice.

The phantom didn't reply. He picked up the bloody rose and looked over Yugi's blood. He then held the rose between them for both to see the black petals turn grey, then very slowly and magically turn deep red. Like Yugi's blood had made the rose petals change color.

Yugi was stunned into silence. How was that even possible? Rose's couldn't just change colors, could they?

"Mon amour…"

Yugi stared at him. He was the voice? The phantom had called to him the other night? He was the owner of that voice he remembered he had craved to hear.

The phantom took Yugi's wounded hand from in front of his chest and force it to open. He was amazed again when the wound was gone. The phantom then placed the rose back in Yugi's hand to make his fingers wrap around it. Yugi then found two pairs of hands warping around his one hand and his eyes connecting with cobalt.

"Soyez ma belle âme…"

Yugi somehow felt so connected to those words. Just by the way they were said, he sounded so desperate yet filled with chilling emotion. If only he knew what he'd said. Yugi frowned slightly. "I don't understand…"

"Yugi?"

The boy looked towards the door at hearing a different voice to see Yami looking at him curiously. Yugi instantly looked back to the phantom to no longer see him, stunned, Yugi gazed all around for him. All that was left was the rose in his hand. He looked it over and sighed slightly, if only he had known what he'd said.

Yami came into the room to stand in front of Yugi. "Are you alright? You look pale."

Yugi looked to him. The pain still stabbing him in the heart but it had grown cold. He wasn't going to tell Yami what he saw, he couldn't handle speaking of it to him yet. "I'm fine." Yugi said quickly while getting up to walk around the bed and sit on the other side. He placed the rose down on the nightstand, almost wishing the phantom was still here.

"Where did you get that rose?" Yami questioned while following Yugi around the bed to stand in front of him once again. Totally clueless that Yugi knew the truth.

"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me." Yugi admitted truthfully. He didn't believe in the phantom. Yugi hadn't either but he'd met him and seen him with his own eyes.

Yami crossed his arms. "Try me."

"The phantom." Yugi said.

Yami stared like waiting for Yugi to say just kidding. When he didn't he laughed. "Seriously, who gave it to you?"

Yugi frowned. "I am serious."

"Yugi… Your head must be playing tricks on you because there is no phantom." Yami told him.

"How do you know? You've never seen him." Yugi replied back.

"No one has ever seen him." He remarked.

Yugi looked back at the rose. "I have. Why won't you believe me?"

"Because your not making any sense! Do you even know how crazy you sound?" Yami questioned him. A little rudely, unknown if it was intentional or not.

Yugi's eyes welled at this. He then abruptly grabbed the rose and dashed out of the room. Not wanting to have an argument with Yami or be called crazy when he wasn't. There wasn't anything wrong with him.

"Wait, Yugi!" Yami called. He sighed slightly when he was gone. Surely a feeling of regret washing over him.