T.D.K- Hi peoples!

Yugi- Finally she gets around to getting a fic up about us!

T.D.K- I know, I know. O.k, so this is another Phantom of the Opera Yu-gi-oh style fanfic. Well, it won't be entirely like Phantom.

Ryou- Oh, god! Isn't there about two already like that with me and Bakura as the Phantom and Christine?

T.D.K- Ahh, but that's where this is different! I have yet to read one with Yugi and Yami in the lead!

Yami- You do know my name, right?

T.D.K- Yes, but you'll have to help me break that habit. Could I bug you, cuz to do the disclaimer?

Yami- My cusin, quite a lot of times removed, does not own Yu-gi-oh or Phantom of the Opera. She's not getting anything out of this except practice as a writer. This story has yaoi in it so, if you don't like that, then why are you here?

T.D.K- -hugs Atem- Thank you!

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Wide violet eyes scaned the darkness. He could swear he'd seen flashing crimson in the shadows. Seventeen year old Yugi knew about the opera house's phantom. The man simply known as "Yami" by the staff intrigued him.

No one knew how old he was and if anyone saw him, they'd be lucky to live through the encounter. Yugi had never seen him, but had met him. Yami sang to him in the night, never stopping until the tri-haired teen was asleep.

He longed to say thank you to the phantom. The nights of soft singing comforted him after he'd come to the opera house. Yugi sighed, knowing Yami was gone and missing his chance to thank him.

Yugi turned, going back to help finish cleaning backstage and the props. He begun to remember his family. Times were harsh, forcing him to work, but the memory of his mother's smile and his grandfather's almost sage like advice kept him happy.

The Angel of Music is looking after me. He thought, brushing his blonde bangs out of his eyes. The rest of his hair was mostly black, but the fringe was dark red. It stuck up, like a spikey halo, from his head.

"Angel of Music, guide

and guardian, enter in

your glory. Angel of

Music..." He sang as he worked.

Atem listened as the younger teen sang. Well, he wasn't a teen anymore. The phantom was about twenty-one. He loved to hear other people's voices, especally his Yugi's. Yami closed his eyes, letting the other's voice wash over him.

"Always so beautiful." He siad to himself. "How I wonder what it would be like to sing with him."

The phantom remembered the day Yugi had come to work in the opera house. The thirteen year old had cried himself to sleep that night. After that night was when he begun to sing to him.

Yugi had stopped crying to listen to Atem's soft singing. He never quit until the teen was asleep. Then Yami would come out of the darkness, crimson eyes gazing softly at the sleeping teen. He'd been amazed at how beautiful the teen was. Yugi was still child-like, but he saw the hidden strength.

Everyday since, Atem's desire to have Yugi as his lover and to sing with him grew. Those that made his Angel of Music sad, angry, or hurt him faced the phantom's wrath.

"Oh, Yugi." He moaned.

Yugi bolted up in his chair. This was the first time he'd fallen asleep outside his room and in the audience seats. The tri-haired teen turned to walk out of the row and faced a man.

He wasn't much taller or older than Yugi and his skin was tanned. His hair was the same three colors as his, only thick blonde strands went up into the black and looked like flashes of lightening. What stood out the most about the man was his crimson eyes.

Fear welled up in his eyes. The teen knew what was most likely going to happen. The phantom held out his hand. He smiled gently at the other.

"Come with me, Yugi. I won't hurt you, I promise." Yami's heartbeat pounded in his ears. He'd only dreamed of being this close to Yugi, touching his skin. The tri-haired teen's hand easily fit into his.

"Where are we going?"

"Anywhere you wish." Atem gently kissed Yugi's hand, slightly smileing at the squeak of surprise. The phantom slowly drew the teen to him.

"I am your Angel

of Music. Come to

me, Angel of Music.

I am your Angel

of Music. Come to

me Angel of Music."

His voice was hypnotic, drowning him with the soft singing of Yami's. He was under the phantom's spell.

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T.D.K- I hope you all liked it. Please review and tell me what you think!

Yami- Please reveiw! She'll cry if she doesn't get any!

T.D.K- -teary eyed-

Bakura- Baka Pharaoh! Did you have to say that?! And after she siad she'd let us send all flames to the Shadow Realm too!

Yami- Sorry.

T.D.K- 'Ppolgy accepted.