Voices. One was playful, and the other sounded exasparated.

"Dark, can you just go away right now?" This voice sounded familiar. "He needs rest."

"Oh, come on!" another voice sang. "He should be fully healed by now!"

"Dark, the Barian Sphere Field drained his energy, and it's only been a few hours."

"We're not like you humans. We recover fast!"

Footsteps sounded as Astral opened his eyes. He found himself on Yuma's hammock in the same house he had been staying for as long as he could remember. Not that house at the edge of town. The one right in Heartland City.

Dark emerged into his line of sight with a huge grin. "Morning, sunshine!" he chirped. "Didja have a nice nap?"

Astral looked up at the bright, smiling face of the cheery Dark he got to know. It was much more different than that malicious smirk of the one in his dream.

Wait, Astral didn't have dreams. He only had occasional visions about random things that told him some message...

"Astral, are you okay?" Yuma asked his friend. "You passed out during the duel with Gilag!"

Astral shot a look at Dark. He knew what was going on in that mind of his.

"Dark, were you the one who gave me that vision?" he asked as he sat up, using mental communications since he and Dark were mentally bound.

Behind Yuma, Dark shot him a quick, flickering smirk. "Astral, you should know never to underestimate someone who's seemingly innocent. It's dangerous."

Catching the message, Astral nodded. He looked back at Yuma. "I am fine. There is nothing to worry about," he assured his dueling partner. "We will resume the duel later today."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Astral entered the Emperor's Key and mulled over the message Dark gave him:

"NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THOSE WHO SEEM INNOCENT..."

~.END.~

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