Cerulean Dreams
Chapter 1: A dream come true

Major warning about this story THIS IS MY FIRST ONE! I've never really done a Chrono Cross story until now so please don't flame me to hell. Now I want to mention on a more personal note that I have a huge love for the character Kidd, and I've always wanted to make a story with her. Now no offense to fans of Serge/Kidd romance but Serge is not in this story. I wanted to use my own guy and I hope that doesn't bug any of you.

Another thing, don't be surprised if Kidd doesn't act accurately 100 to how she does in the game. This story will take place after Lynx's death, (yes I know different from the game). Also the story will be narrated by the main character as it seen through his eyes, that's all for now sit back and enjoy!

My eyes are opened; both wide open for the first time. But that's impossible. I'm on a beach, a beautiful beach with sand white and soft to the touch, the sky has never looked more gorgeously blue then it does now. Is this a dream? I can't tell it seems so real, so wonderfully real. The crisp sea air tickling your nose, the rush of warm waters splashing over your shoes, cool breezes brushing across your hair and face, and you bask in its lovely glory.

My skin feels so warm and wonderful by that breeze, I close my eyes again just to make sure this is no fairy tale. When one dreams at night or day, it is nearly impossible to tell whether FATE is mocking you or simply helping you. The worlds of reality and the dream world can be the cruelest places in existence, tempting you with haunting images of pure beauty. My mind is bombarding itself with questions of what this is or why this is to be here.

Me? I simply don't care, I just want to suck it up before God banishes me from heaven when my eyes open for the next. I hear a noise, my lips gasp as I turn around, and I pray to God blindness doesn't deal its hand to me now. Just when I thought this beautiful land of Fantasy Ocean and heavenly perfection couldn't get any better, I swear my jaw nearly dropped down. There was someone at the ocean's edge, no not a someone an..an angel.

In all my years of existence seeing filthy creatures both human and inhuman alike, never has such a form of beauty blessed my heart with such warmth. I can feel my heart muscle beating like the devil himself set it on fire. She's wearing brown boots and white bandage like stripping around her ankles. Her legs are long and smooth, muscular at the thigh. My god, her skin looks like pure angel's cream. My forehead is filling with sweat, my mouth is dry.

That girl's skin looked softer then even the smoothest of seas, she had a short red skirt that rode just a bit above those beautiful legs. The skirt was red, a royal red it seems with a gold rim around the bottom base of it. Brown belt wrapped around the top, and I saw another gold rim just above that. The girl's belly was bare, and it looked just as soft and gentle as she did. This was madness. I'm falling in love with a girl without even seeing her face.

Those hands encased in brown leather gloves, attached to slender and yet child like arms. But they looked so soft and yet so powerful, amazing. The sleeves of her vest stopped just above her elbow, arms had white tiger stripes painted on them. The vest was red and had the same gold rim lining fixture around its edged, the vest was covering a torn white shirt. Her belly bared above breasts covered by the white shirt. I swallow a gulp and look forward.

My eyes catch a purple necklace, it sparkles with the same beauty as her gorgeous skin and body. Blonde hair sways in the wind, golden blonde tied in a ponytail with a red ribbon. My god I think I'm gonna faint. NO, no, not now, I cannot sleep a wink until I see the face of this angel, this goddess. Suddenly she turns, I stutter and simply stop dead frozen in my tracks. The girl turned around and reveals her innocent child like face, she's beautiful.

More tiger white stripes were painted on those soft sweet cheeks of hers, they looked softer then a angel's pillow. And those eyes, my god I can hardly breathe. Her eyes were as blue as the sky, cerulean blue to be exact. You can get lost in eyes like those, there the epitome of beautiful perfection. The girl smiles at me, my soul burns my heart with love, and she smiled at ME! The girl extends her hand, I lean in and stare deep, deep into her eyes.

And then...

"NO!"

My head tilts up and my voice is heard screaming across the island like a banshee in chains. I can feel sweat dripping off my brow as I wipe it off with a brush of my shaggy green fingerless gloves. "It was just a dream, just..the best god dam dream I've ever had" I whisper to myself. I guess FATE just likes to toy with me, yeah well I'm sick of it. My dark rock blue eyes look at my pack and I see my name engraved on the traveling sack.

"Patch Roddamus"

That name means nothing to me, as does my life, my existence, just like it does to everyone else. My short spiky black hair blows in the wind, I stare out at the world from my room at the local tavern Inn. The sky is as black as my soul. "Must be really late at night, sigh why can't I wake up early in the morning instead of early in the night" I ask myself. The life of a solo traveling adventurer can be hard on a boy's soul, especially with no friends.

I blink soft my blue across the table, and a sigh at my raggedy clothes. Nothing but patched up, stitched up, clothes I've simply strewn together time to time. "I'm a bum and worst of all..I'm a lonely bum" I said. Perhaps the next day would bless better angels on my weary self, of course I don't expect anything to happen. But as I lay my black hair back on my pillow and stare out at the endless sky of stars I wonder aloud to myself.

"Who was that beautiful girl? Will I ever meet her? Is she even real? Did I just dream her up? I wonder..I wonder".

Sorry! I know it's kind of short but just wanted to know if I was on the right level with you guys, hope you enjoyed reading it. Tell me if you want more, or nothing, or whatever just review please.

To be continued..