Kim's POV

I was in the dream again. The same dream I've been having all week. The settings are different, but its always the same. I'm attacked by bad guys and no one saves me.

This time, I'm running through a bamboo forest at night.

I'm in China?

There's a full moon in the sky. As I'm running, dark figures are chasing me. They throw shruikans at me, but somehow I manage to dodge them. I race out of the forest and pass the walls of a beautiful palace.

OK, ancient China.

I then glance at my clothes. I was wearing a rough kimono; brown, not ornamental and soft like ones worn by royalty.

So, I'm a peasant girl running for my life in ancient China. Great.

I hear silence behind me. I slow down and look over my shoulder. Nothing. The figures have vanished. I stop and catch my breath, which was a mistake. Three figures appeared. I could tell from their armored uniforms that they were samurais.

Only interesting fact I learned in history class...

I backed up into a wall and slid to the ground. I was cornered. The leader raised his katana….

Let it end now….

But the katana never fell. I looked up as another dark figure leapt over the wall and stood between me and the samurais. But this one was different. He (I assumed it was a guy) wore soft robes instead of armor. He was a ninja. He forced the katana out of the samurai's hand. He began fighting the soldiers. He took out two of the samurais with a flying dragon kick.

His style seems so familiar.

He knocked out the last one and turned to me. I was scared that he was going to attack me too, but he offered his hand and helped me up. He took me to the other side of the wall, safe in case the others woke up. The sun was just rising on the horizon. His head and half of his face was concealed by a mask, but I could see his eyes. They were chocolate brown and sparkled.

Wait… I recognized those eyes… it couldn't be …

I reach out hesitantly, to remove his mask. He sees what I'm doing and removes it himself. Dark brown shaggy hair emerges….

Oh my god… it's Jack !

He looks at me, flashing that wonderful smile. Laughing, I reach out and place my hand on his shoulder. I knew it was a dream, but he still felt real. He placed his hand on my cheek. That also felt real. Then he leaned forward. His other hand slid around my waist.

Yes! This is a dream, but still, it's happening!

Our lips were centimeters apart. I swore I could feel his breath on my face.

Oh, Jack…