a/n: So, this is going to be a relatively short fic... I adore the characters of Kingdom Hearts, but I do not own them.

Anyway, I wanted to go for something very...different? Especially for this character. In conclusion, if you have absolutely anything at all to say about this, then please do leave a review.

"…tell me something. I need to know this."

I always say the same thing.

"Sure. Anything, ask away."

They reply with something similar to that. Maybe they've got an arm holding me----loosely. Most are afraid to get too close, as if I'll run away the second they do. And who knows, maybe they're right.

"I'm normal, right? Don't you think I'm normal?"

Sometimes I say it desperately. And sometimes it's completely…casual.

"You, normal? Never."

That is always the same, too.

When I wake up, I'm sweating and crying and usually so tangled in the sheets that I fall on the cold floor with a thud. There is moonlight dancing on my hair and I swear I can feel it, just like I can hear waves crashing and undulating for a few tortured seconds until they fade away.

Then I wake up for real, and the sunlight is filtering on my face.

Night after night this happens. It's pushing me over the edge.

I get up and go to work anyway.

Today is Wednesday, or so my calendar says to me as I sit down to breakfast. Breakfast means whatever is in the fridge--- in the mornings I am in no mood to mess around with the stove or the toaster, both belligerent at best. (At worst concerns the smoke alarm.)

My roommate, I can hear him fall out of bed and stumble into the shower. I take mine at night, so I really wouldn't care but for the fact that he always always always leaves the bar soap on the tiles. Then it just dissipates, not to mention it's wet and gross…

It's hilarious. I'm going fucking insane and all I can worry about is the soap, like some higher function is making sure I skirt around the issue at hand.

Or like a crazy person.

And I don't know what's worse---the dreams at night or the fact that whenever I close my eyes, I'm seeing an ocean.

I take a deep breath, it catches, I try again. This has become a constant as well.

My hands protest against my insistent grip and I accidentally drop the scalding coffee cup on the floor.

I wait expectantly for the porcelain to shatter, for the coffee to splash hotly before pooling into a mess.

Looking under the table, I see the coffee cup sitting upright. Not a drop out of place. My heart beats faster, and then I hear---no, then I sense---someone in the kitchen and in my haste to turn around I hit my head on the corner.

Standing in the doorway, it's them again, staring pointedly at the disturbingly undisturbed coffee.

"See? I told you so." The words rush and echo fiercely and my blood pounds loudly in my ears. I think I'm going to pass out.

Then I wake up for real.

It's still dark out, but I can tell it's morning.

"Yo, Seifer! It's time for the rounds, y'know?"

Rai calls loud enough to wake up the whole building. I walk slowly down the stairs.

I don't look at the calendar.

I avoid coffee like the plague.

And I pretend to be normal.

a/n: well, what do you think? I know---it's short. But if you like it, then you might want to check out my KH oneshot.