Here's another chapter. And for those of you wwho don't understand what's going on, you'll find out in future chapters. Oh, and if you haven't noticed, the writing style is different. I have a co-writer who's working with me on the story: Naru-chan 92. Hopefully you'll be able to tell the differences.

"Mmmm..." his body felt like it was underwater as he came back to the world of consciousness. He slightly opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, dazed.

"...Where...am I...?" Yusei wondered as he continued to remain still for a few minutes. Then, slowly, everything came back to him. That's right, he was in the room Paradox placed him in, after being kidnapped. "Damn, I was hoping it was a dream." Yusei moved slowly, since his head still hurt from when Paradox punched him.

"Bastard has one hell of a punch." Yusei spread his arms out on top of the sheets. Strangely, his body was exhausted. "Maybe because of everything that had happened" he thought as he continued toabsently look at the ceiling. The room was silent; Yusei could hear the sound of his own breathing. As he lay there, he then thought of what he heard Paradox say before he passed out.

"What did he mean by that...did he decide to toy with me because of what happened?" Yusei was confused about everything, yet he could not find an answer to his questions. Slowly, he sat up and surveyed the room. "Hmm?" as he looked around the room he noticed a small portable table by the bed, on top of the table was a tray of food, a note by the tray as well.

"Did Paradox leave that for me?" Yusei thought as he continued to stare at the tray. "Probably put some kind of drug on it" he said to himself sarcastically. He didn't want to touch it but he couldn't deny that he was hungry as his stomach made it known. He moved to the tray and looked at what was on it. To his surprise it was filled with many of his favorite foods. "How did he...?" Yusei was baffled at how Paradox knows what he liked. "..Hmp...time traveling stalker..."

He then proceeded to take a bite and then a few more when he didn't drop dead a
second later. After he finished he looked at the note that still laid there. Having nothing
to lose he picked it up and read it's contents. They were lyrics again; it seemed to be from another song.

Please, please forgive me
but you won't be home again.
Maybe someday we'll look up,
and barely conscious we'll say to
no one."Isn't something missing?"

'Again with the lyrics...' Yusei stared at the card as he thought this. "From the fact that it says `I won't be home again', he must be reminding me that I can't escape" Yusei thought angrily. He tossed the card back on the table and stood, stretching as he did, to work out any kinks. All of a sudden he felt someone watching him; he stopped and looked around, looking for the presence.

"...Paradox...?" he called out towards the silence. He hated the nervous feeling he was getting, and tried to shove it to the side, as he walked to the door and tried to open it. Keyword: tried, it seemed that Paradox didn't trust Yusei to stay put, "Gee, I wonder why?" He thought sarcastically. He the tried to see if he could bust it open, all he achieved was a sore shoulder and he still felt like he was being watched.

"There must be a way out of this room..." there weren't any windows here, and nothing he could use to break the door down, the table and tray was out of the question. It seemed Paradox made sure that the table was only strong enough to hold the tray and food, and the tray wasmade of delicate glass. Yusei then remembered the chest from earlier and went towards it.

The chest was very beautiful and very well done. The designs were like nothing he ever seen before; it looked like the creator made it with great care. "I hate to admit, but the screwhead has nice taste." Yusei murmured as he opened the chest. He was disappointed to find that there was nothing but clothes in said chest. With nothing better to do he rummaged through the clothes and looked at them. 'Very beautiful, by the looks of the stitches then it seems that all of them were hand-made, nice.' Sadly even examining the clothes he still could not shake off the feeling of being watched. In fact, it seemed like the feeling increased!

Yusei looked around the room again, and didn't see anything that could cause his feeling, not even a surveillance camera; he would have felt better if there was one! Suddenly the doorknob shook, startling Yusei, who quickly put the clothes back in the chest and closed the lid. He stood up just as the door opened, and in walked Paradox, smirk on his face. Yusei glared at him, which caused him to smirk even more.

"Well, well. How is my precious Yusei doing?"

Yusei doesn't say anything as Paradox looks at the tray and his smirk widens even more. "My, my. You must have been very hungry, my dear." Yusei glared even more.

"I'm not your anything." He growls harshly

Paradox Turns to look at Yusei, staring into his eyes and Yusei was startled at see Paradox stare at him with lust. "Oh my dear", He walks toward Yusei, as he backs away.

"You are my EVERYTHING." Suddenly he quickly shoots out his hand, grabbing Yusei by the waist and pulling him towards him. Yusei starts struggling, yelling at Paradox to let him go. Paradox keeps smirking as he watches Yusei struggle, amused.

"Did you like the note that I left you?"

"DAMN IT, LET ME GO!" yelled Yusei as he continued to struggle. He even punched him a couple of times! But Paradox wasn't even fazed at all; he looked as if he didn't realize Yusei hit him!

"How did you know those lyrics? Evanescence is a 100 year old band!" Yusei snapped, still struggling.

"I was in the past when I heard the band that created the song. I must say, their music is so much better then the nonsense, people call real music these days." Paradox chuckled as he leans forward until he was right by Yusei`s ear.

Yusei freezes suddenly, not knowing what he would do. Paradox began to speak softly as if he was singing, "You belong to me. My snow white king..." Yusei gasps at those words, they were the lyrics written on the card!

Paradox continues to sing, swaying both of them slightly to music that only he could hear. "There's no where to run, so lets just get it over. Soon I know you'll see you're just like me. Don't scream anymore my love, because all I want is you..." Yusei couldn't move for some reason, and couldn't react when Paradox tightened his grip around Yusei.

'W-why am I reacting like this!' Yusei thought franticly as he tried to move. Paradox didn't react, as he continued to hold onto Yusei. His grip becoming painful, but Yusei couldn't even wimper in pain, Yusei was even unable to breath, which terrified him. He couldn't breath, couldn't move, couldn't fight back. He was completely powerless, and at Paradox's mercy. He was scared, and he had a feeling Paradox knew that as well.

"Wake up in a dream..." Paradox still sang as he held Yusei, reaching up and cupping Yusei's cheek. He tilted his head up and Yusei could see the smirk on his face and the lust in his eyes.

"Frozen fear..." Paradox slowly inched his face closer to Yusei, still singing as he stroked his face and pressed Yusei closer to him.

"All my hands on you..." His arm tightened it's grip around him..

"You can't scream..." He felt his chest burning from the lack of air.

"You can't scream..." He was going to die.

"You can't escape the twisted way I think of you..." He could see the lust in his eyes.

"You feel me in your dreams and you don't sleep..." He was scared…..

"You don't sleep..." He was scared…...

His eyes seem to start closing on their own...

He could only hear Paradox's voice.

He was losing consciousness...

"You belong to me..."

He was dying...

"My snow white king...

He ...was...

...

Time seemed to freeze as he stayed there. Suddenly he sucked in a breath that he didn't realized he desperately
needed.

Time moved forward at that action, Yusei shot up in the bed and started gasping for breath. He was shaking, he held on to himself as if he was making sure that he was still there, that he was still solid...

That he was still breathing...

That he was still alive...

Yusei was trembling as he tried to catch his breath. "A...a dream...just...a dream." Yusei gasped out. It was so real, he felt everything, he felt the pain of Paradox's grip,

He felt the the fear as he realized he couldn't move.

He felt himself suffocate...

He felt himself die...

Yusei was finally able to settle his breathing, but he continued to tremble. He looked around the room, as If searching for proof that it was simply that, a dream. Everything looked the same as in his dream, the only difference is that the tray of food was not there. Still He slowly got off the bed, ready to defend himself if need be. He looked around every inche of the room, making sure there was nothing there, he even checked the door, the same, it was locked.

"Come on Yusei, it was just a dream, your acting like a coward!" Yusei relaxed slightly at the words he told himself, but then tensed as he turned and saw the chest. He didn't open it the first time he woke up here, only in the dream. As he neared the chest, he became very nervous. 'Why am I so nervous about!' he thought angerly, "It's just a chest! I was curious about it before, my mind must had made up what was in it to satisfy my curiosity!" Yusei nodded to himself at that and kneeled down to open the chest, and when he looked at it's contents he froze.

Clothes, the very same as in his dream. His breath hitched a little as he reached down and pick one up. He looked at the stitching and began to shake. They were hand-made. He slowly put the clothes back into the chest and closed the lid softly. His mind reeling, searching for logical possibilities as to how he knew what the contents in the chest were, even when the only time he opened the chest was in a dream.

A dream...

A illusion...

Something that doesn't happen in real life!

How? As he pondered the possibilities, he suddenly felt a presence In front of him and quickly looked up. No one. "It's...just my imagination...yeah...that's it..." even that didn't help him. He stood up and went over to the bed to sit down and froze as he was about to move.

There, in front of him, by the side of the bed, was a tray full of food. By the tray was a note. Yusei closed his eyes and murmured reassurance to himself, telling himself that it's just a trick and it will disappear when he opened his eyes.

He opened his eyes.

The tray was still there.

"This is insane..."

Yusei stood up and walked up to the tray, and looked at its contents. He was mentally exhausted from everything as it is, and this wasn't helping. Just like in his dream, the tray was filled with his favorite food. He wasn't even hungry anymore; he just wanted everything to go back to normal. Back to his friends, back to dueling and joking around.

"I wonder if they realized I'm gone yet." Yusei thought sourly. He was tired damn it! He just wanted to go home and sleep, without this feel of being watched!

His eyes then landed on the note that was on the table. He didn't want to look at it, but he knew he just couldn't ignore it. Picking it up he turned it over and read it's contents. It was the same as in the dream, lyrics and all, but as he continued reading down, he saw that there was more written on it.

I hope you enjoy your "alone time". This is merciful compared to what I'm going to do to you. Oh, and don't worry. I'm gonna take real good "care" of you, my dear Yusei...

Exhausted, physically and mentally, but curious, he read what was written on it. He didn't move, didn't breath, didn't even think. He just stared at the note. Stared at it with eyes filled with chaotic emotions. Rage, confusion, exhaustion, and the most dominate emotion: Fear.

He placed the card back on the tray and sat on the bed. Holding his head in his hands he finally took a sharp in take of breath, his shoulder trembling as if he was crying, but he wasn't. He was tired, and everything that has happened in such a short time, was affecting him.

He was laughing.

Laughing at himself for being caught by this madman.

Laughing at everything, the dream, the presence.

Laughing at Paradox for wanting him.

Laughing at the torment that he knows is inevitable.

Laughing at the knowledge that everything will change.

..…Damn it, he was tired…

Well? What do you think? Review if you like it! Credit of song goes to Evanescence.