Here's chapter four! I just thought i'd mention that I already have this story completely done but I wait for nice reviews that make me want to update. They mean so much to me and I'm always so happy to see them. You have no idea .! I'm really glad that this story is liked! Writing it was actually pretty hard because the phantom's emotions were very different then what I normally go off of for who he really is (which is so obivous.) But for the people who may not know I wont say anything. xD

Enjoy and reivew please! :)

Yugi dropped down in front of the large gold encased mirror, tears welled over his eyes. He needed to get away from Yami, every time he saw him he was reminded of that picture of him kissing Seth in his mind. He hated that Yami was pretending to care about him, why didn't he just tell him that he was cheating on him with Seth so that Yugi wouldn't have to tell him he saw it? This was like living hell, he couldn't confront Yami about it because he wasn't sure if he still loved him or not, he was so confused and was desperate for answers.

He needed someone who would be there for him, someone who would listen to him as he vented out his feelings. He didn't know what he was doing in this room of mirrors but he hoped that the phantom would come for him. He was still afraid but after giving him the rose Yugi felt differently, he wasn't as malicious as Yugi once thought. He didn't even know why he was afraid of him, was it because of the supposed history he had? Or was it because of the bloody mask he wore? Maybe because Yugi had yet to understand a word he spoke. Yugi couldn't help but let the fear enter his veins when seeing him, but there was something else underneath that. Something he still had yet to discover, though he had an idea.

Yugi held tightly onto the rose then looked up into the mirror, already seeing the two crystals eyes staring back down at him. "Are you always watching me?" Yugi called through his tears. He felt like that phantom was always there. Behind the mask, in the mirror, and in his dreams. Yugi gazed down at the rose, Yami had never given him a rose before. Should he be doing this? Trying to talk to the phantom?

"I am always watching you."

Yugi instantly gazed back up. The eyes still stayed trapped within the mirror gazing down at him. Yugi didn't know if to be afraid of that or comforted. He did feel slightly better at hearing his voice in a language he could understand. Now they could communicate and Yugi could try and understand him better, or learn to fear him more.

"Why did you give me this rose?" Yugi questioned.

The phantom didn't answer. Only his eyes in the mirror began to fade.

"No! Please don't go." Yugi almost begged. "I want to know more about you… I don't… I don't want to fear you."

"Why do you fear me? Why do you run from me? Yugi, why do you cry for him? Wont you cry for me?"

Yugi was compelled to answer all the questions but he felt unsure. His voice had sounded so harsh and cruel. Yugi placed a hand on the mirror and continued to look up at the tall mirror, at the eyes that still glowed bright at him. "I was afraid that you were going to hurt me… I have heard your legend and was scared you would kill me…"

The phantom laughed. A cold, dark, emotionless laugh. One that made Yugi back away from the mirror. "Kill? Hurt? Such words only describe a myth. To believe is to be naïve." He stopped for a moment before speaking again. "Your fear, I can feel you deeply fear me."

"But… I don't want to fear you…" Yugi admitted softly. His tears had stopped but they left streaks on his cheeks.

"What do you want from me? Why are you sitting before me? Do you want someone to be there for you? Someone who will listen to you? Someone who will hold you at night…"

"I… I don't know what I want… I'm so confused…" Yugi admitted as he let go of the rose to wrap his arms around himself like trying to be comforted.

"So you come to me in hopes of guidance? A phantom you fear…?"

"I have no one else to speak to… I found out that my boyfriend is cheating on me with the owner of this mansion… I'm alone…" Yugi spoke in a very forlorn voice. One drenched in sadness. His tears beginning to form in his eyes again.

"You are never alone. Ever since you arrived here I have watched you. He is a fool for thinking of two loves then one." He growled beforehis eyes disappeared.

Yugi's eyes widened slightly. "Wait! No…" Yugi cried his eyes gazed to the ground as his tears slipped down his soft cheeks. He didn't understand why he suddenly cared so much that he was gone when last night he'd been so desperate to escape him. Maybe it was because he was desperate to talk to anyone. Even if it was a phantom. He didn't have anyone else, he didn't even know what he was going to do tonight. He couldn't sleep in that room, after the party he couldn't go back with him and live a lie.

"You don't listen."

Yugi flinched and turned to see the phantom standing before him. He resisted the urge to run or scream from the shock of seeing him again, he need to learn to let his fear go.

The phantom harshly grabbed Yugi's arm to force him up. His blue eyes burned fire as he shook Yugi. "I will forever haunt you! How does it feel to know that you can never escape me!"

When Yugi was let go he quickly stepped away and held his hands to his chest in terror. His eyes wide as tears still spilled from them.

The phantom then turned away from Yugi. "I am your curse and you are my beautiful soul…"

Yugi stared at his back for a long moment. Still scared of being shaken again. "I… I am your beautiful soul…?"

He was ire silent before turning to face Yugi again. His eyes much calmer than before. "How long I have waited for someone to captivate my stone heart… I have seen hundreds of worthless, pathetic people come through this mansion. None of them even remotely worth my time, but you… When I saw you I could feel my heart break from its stone prison. For I knew I had found my beautiful soul, my love. You." He suddenly picked up the rose that had fallen to the ground. "You filled a rose with life… You will fill my life with love."

Yugi didn't even know what to think. Though he couldn't control his actions as he stepped closer to him then reached up and pulled the mask off his face. To see who claimed their love for him.

Before Yugi even saw a glimpse of him he was ruggedly pushed. His body hitting the mirror and shattering it into millions of pieces. He cried out as they cut him then fell onto the ground and shook in pain. Yugi managed to look up and see the phantom with his mask back on. Anger filling his eyes once again.

"A horror to let the world see my face. If you do you must be dead."

Yugi whimpered as he looked away from him to his entire arm that was covered with bleeding cuts. "I- I'm sorry…" He muttered as he could feel a light headedness coming on from blood loss.

"I have forever suffered within walls and mirrors, the pain you feel is little compared to the pain of a dead heart. I live within my own solitude, for all my life I have never known this feeling of love. I have been a feared monster of imagination, for no one has dared approach me within my own mirrors." The phantom leaned down and picked up the bloody body that was Yugi who was still barely conscious. "But you approach me as if a friend, it would only be polite to invite you into my home." He then walked through the broken mirror into a whole new world as Yugi went limp.

xXxXx

Yugi awoke with a start who knows how many hours later after being shoved into a mirror. He gazed around franticly to figure out where he was, it looked to be a dark, grey room, a room that felt like a tomb. There was no life within this room, everything felt dead, as if the essence was clinging to the walls. There were no windows, the only light was coming from a candle lit on a nightstand next to the bed Yugi was seated on. The sheets underneath him felt strange, foreign. He noticed also that there was an old wooden coffee table in front of a couch which was also near a wooden chair that was cluttered with books. Even the chair had a few books stacked onto it.

Feeling a sudden stinging throughout his arm Yugi gazed at it to see that he was no longer wearing his black coat and that his arm was wrapped up in white gauze. He tried to flex it but whimpered slightly from the pain. Where was he? This room didn't even look like it was inside the mansion. What he did know was that he needed to get out of here. Trusting the phantom had been a mistake, Yugi didn't know what he was going to do next but he didn't want to stay and find out.

Yugi got up as quickly as he could, making sure not to use his arm. He then walked to the door, as he reached for it he saw the handle twist then was faced with his phantom. Yugi took a step back and unconsciously placed a hand on his wounded arm.

"My love, seeing you awake raptures me." He walked into the room shutting the door behind him. Causing Yugi to walk back and bump into the bed. "Has anyone ever told you that you look like an angel while you sleep?"

"Where am I?" Yugi questioned hastily. Ignoring what the phantom had said to him.

"In my chambers, I needed a place to care for your arm. Removing the glass shards was very difficult." He admitted while moving to the coffee table. He carelessly shoved books onto the ground to place a tray on the open spot. "I'm trusting you must be hungry, you slept all day."

"What time is it?" Yugi asked. He was not denying that he was feeling slightly hungry. Though eating food from the phantom made him weary.

"Eight."

Remembering the last time told to him was nine meant that it had to be eight pm. So he really had slept all day. "I want to leave…" Yugi said slowly. Unsure of how the phantom may react. His personality was so strange that Yugi couldn't tell if he was even sane or not.

The phantom pulled the metal top off of the tray that kept the heat within the food. He then placed it next to the tray and gazed to Yugi. "You want to leave?" He questioned back. Like he hadn't heard or understood Yugi.

Yugi slowly nodded.

The phantom stared at him for a long moment before chuckling evilly. "Wanting something doesn't mean you will get it Yugi. I have wanted to escape this place for years but have I? Have I ever gotten to see the outside world?" He moved to the chair and pushed the books onto the ground with a few loud tumbles and thuds. He then sat down and crossed a leg over the other while continuing to gaze at Yugi.

Yugi very hesitantly made his way to the couch. When he sat down he looked to his lap. "W-Why don't you leave?" He asked.

"Why don't I leave? My naïve love, it is not that I don't but it is that I can't." He admitted solemnly.

"Then why can't you?" Yugi questioned. He moved his wounded arm into view to gaze at it.

"Do you really want to know my story? Do you really want to know the truth? My past and present is a gruesome tale, I wouldn't want to offend my beautiful soul…"

Yugi gazed up at him. Actually seeing hurt in his blue eyes. The phantom was constantly surprising Yugi, he seemed like a monster yet was cable to experience a different array of emotions. Most were hidden by the mask on his face. He nodded. "I want to know you, maybe then I will understand."

The phantom nodded slightly. "I am cursed, cursed by my own heart or whatever form of heart I have. For if I leave this mansion my heart will bleed until I befall my death."

Yugi's eyes widened slightly. "How can that be possible…?"

He closed his eyes and shook his head very slightly. "It is the curse of a dead heart that was never capable of love. I may be a creature of the walls and mirrors now but I was once a child, my brother and I never got along and eventually grew to greatly resent each other. Many times we would play dastardly tricks on each other and for the punishment by our step father I was beaten and whipped while my brother went free." He reached up to touch his mask. "I wear this mask to hide my face from the world, to hide the cruelty of my past." The phantom let his hand fall back down before continuing. "Our blood parents hadn't wanted either of us, I remember clearly fending for my own while trying to ignore the constant shadow of my brother that was always behind me. To steal all that was mine."

"For this mansion was once owned by our repulsive step father. This room we are in now was where I have grown up my whole life, completely shunned from society. My family wanted no one to know of the horror I had gone through so I was forced to wear this mask. I feel as though it is my face, for years I have lived with it on, never taking it off. I don't remember the last time I have looked at my own skin… For I feel ashamed to. I am a monster who does not disserve such a beautiful soul such as yours." He suddenly opened his eyes. "Leave if you want. I must remain here… Forever."

Yugi stared at him for a long moment. He suddenly felt guilty for fearing him, he seemed just so misunderstood and taken as a monster by his appearance. He didn't know what really kept him from getting up but he still did want to know more. "Please, keep going." Yugi encouraged softly.

The phantom gazed at Yugi for a long moment before looking away. "Why? Why do you want to understand?"

Yugi frowned slightly. "Because… Maybe…" He trailed off. Not really sure what to say, he knew that he had a choice to make. A choice between love and fear. For should he fear the phantom? Should he run and leave him to suffer? Then, what about love? Could he save the phantom from his solitude? Still listening to his voice made Yugi crave it, but did he just pity the phantom for his past? Is that why he wanted to help him? Is that why he felt guilty now? Still Yugi couldn't trust him, for after he was pushed into that mirror the fear grew. Fear can easily overcome every emotion. If he did want to help him then he would have to overcome it. "Maybe I could help you…" He muttered.

"You want to help me?" He asked. Strangely with a mix of surprise and anger. "Would you still help me even if you knew that I have killed others for finding this place! Would you help a murderer! I have set fire many times out of my own spite! I intended to kill anyone who despised me!" He roared while suddenly getting up. He furiously kicked a book and set it flying to hit the wall across from him. He then came to stand before Yugi and glower down at him. "You want to help me! A monster! A creature of this tomb!" He reached down to hold Yugi's cheeks in his hands tightly. "No one has ever offered to help me…"

Yugi looked back at him with slight terror in his large eyes. He pushed it away as best he could but couldn't stop tears of fear well in his eyes and run down his cheeks.

He was still for many moments, just holding Yugi's face in his hands before he spoke. "Your fear… You still fear me." He let go of Yugi's face to abruptly walk away from him. "Good. Since I am a monster. Your always supposed to fear the monster."

Yugi let his tears run as he slowly stood up. "I don't fear you." He said bravely. He wasn't going to fear him any longer. He decided between love and fear, and he had picked love.

The phantom turned ire still and completely silent. For moments upon moments it stayed like this, Yugi unsure what to do but he did not dare say a word or take a single step. The phantom's anger was something to be weary of, but not fear. Yugi now understood that it was incredibly displaced. He had no idea how to control his emotions or how to react to a situation. That was why he had been angry about Yugi saying he wanted to help him, he didn't know how to react to it because joy seemed like something he could not show or experience. Much like love. For he didn't know that you don't hurt the ones you love.

"You don't fear me…? You don't fear me…!" His voice slowed into a sound of obvious rage. He abruptly turned and his eyes were filled with fire. He approached Yugi and gripped the collar of his shirt very roughly. "You don't fear me! I will make you forever fear me!" He yelled as he then turned to throw Yugi onto the bed. "Keep the fear you have for me! I should be feared! But first you will grow to find the pain in this tomb as I have for many years! Alone!" He shouted as he faced away from Yugi then left the room after slamming the door so hard the hinges shook.

Yugi couldn't help but cry from the pain of landing on his arm and the hostility shown to him. He found it so hard to remember the personality of his phantom was so diseased. Yugi had to find a way to break through to him, to get him to understand his emotions and stop him from hurting him or anyone else. He still did not understand why the phantom wanted to be feared, why he wanted Yugi to fear him. There was still so much he had to learn about him before things got more out of hand.