Hiya, chapter one is finally up...a big thank you to hearmelaugh,alice22,maeleene and Yuuram88 for your reviews. And to my beta, thanks for all the ideas :p Hope everyone will enjoy this chp and review (if possible)

Chp 1

"Ne, Murata. What are dreams?" Shibuya Yuuri asked his best friend, without looking up from his textbook.

"Dreams? It depends how you look at it, I guess. Scientifically, it is just a sequence of scenes and feelings that occur in the mind during sleep due to emotions or events while mythically, it is something that is about to happen or something that did happen in your past life." Murata Ken explained, adjusting his glasses as he took a sit opposite a pensive looking Yuuri.

"What about Fate or soul mates? Are there such things? Or are they just a form of illusion?"

"My, my, aren't we being a little too philosophic today? What brought this on anyway?" Murata questioned, glancing worriedly at his usually happy-go-lucky friend.

With a sigh and a shrug, Yuuri slumped against his chair. "It's just that I keep having these dreams –"

"A prophecy?" Murata interrupted.

"How is it a prophecy if I can never remember it when I'm awake? The frustrating thing about this is that I somehow know that I've had the same dream more than once and it was enough to wake me wake up with a pounding heart…." Yuuri paused, a distant look on his face, before shaking his head and casting a smile towards his friend, "Anyway, look at the both of us. We were supposed to be doing our assignment and not discussing philosophy or some dream."

"You're right," Murata agreed, looking out at the setting sun through the library's vast window. "It's just a dream, after all."

Three hours later, both freshmen could be seen laden with books as they made their way back to Murata's dormitory under the orange streetlights.

"How on earth did we end up like this?!" the bespectacled boy complained, trudging lazily into the elevator.

"Don't blame me. It was your fault you had to pick up that book in the first place, Muraken."

"I was just curious…" He made a face of slight distaste while he adjusted his glasses. "Muraken is an embarrassing high school nickname, Yuu-chan."

"Ah..only my family gets to call me that! And haven't you heard that curiousity killed the cat?" Yuuri snorted, hoping against hope that no one heard what his mother called him. "And don't pout at me, you're not cute at all!!!"

"Tell you what. Why don't we go back to my room and look through these books to see if there's anything to help you remember your dreams while we wait for pizza?" Murata suggested, holding the door open with his foot.

"Fine, but you're paying. I spent this week's allowance on that rare baseball card two days ago."

XxxxX

"Mother!" Wolfram gasped, putting up a futile fight of trying to struggle out of his mother's death grip of a hug. This was not what he had had in mind when he came downstairs for breakfast.

"Oh, I'm so proud! My baby is all grown up and finally going to university!" Cheri cried, smothering her son in another bosom filled hug.

Holding his mother at arm's length, Wolfram fought to get his breath back before frowning. "But I'm already in university–"

"Don't frown Wolf, it's bad for you. Gwen just told me the news, you were accepted into the most prestigious university in Japan."

"WHAT !!" Wolfram glared at his older brothers who were seated at the breakfast table. His eldest brother, Gwendal was showing as much amusement as he was capable of with his twitching eyebrow while Conrart was trying his best to hide his smile behind his teacup.

The scraping of a chair against the floor drew their attention to Gwendal who stood up and dusted down his immaculate business suit. "It'll be a good change for you, Wolfram. You can't stay here your whole life; this is your chance to explore the world. Your flight is tomorrow morning and Conrart will be going with you."

"Think of it as a way to further your knowledge." Conrart smiled as he patted his little brother on the shoulder and gave his mother a kiss on the cheek before hurrying after Gwendal.

"Shut up, Jyari (1)!" Wolfram hollered, slumping into his chair and glaring at the piece toast his mother had busied herself with.

XxxxX

"Didn't I bunk in at Murata's place? And mom, what are you doing here?" He muttered, when he found himself standing before his mom, in the middle of a vast grassy field.

"Don't think so much Yuu-chan, just follow your heart. Mama is so proud of you." His mothercooed at him.

"This place looks familiar doesn't it, Shibuya?" Murata asked, a glint in his eye. "Close your eyes and you'll know what I mean."

Closing his eyes, he tilted his face towards the sun, silently taking in the peaceful feeling of being with nature. The slight wind that blew in his face brought about a scent so special, so unique and so familiar that it caused his heart to skip a beat.

Opening his eyes, he lowered his face to find himself sucked into something too mesmerizing to describe.

A/N: In episode 13 , Wolfram was havinf a tantrum after Conrad saved him from the sand panda and says, 'Jyari!' at the end of his sentences. It's a sound children make during tantrums in Japan. I wanted to include to make Wolfie seem more like himself. ( To my beta, I just couldn't resist using that word)