Yuma sat at the edge of the cliff, looking at the full moon rippling in the ocean. A soft breeze ruffled his hair, and he inhaled the salty scent coming off the sea. It was a perfect, quiet night, not too hot or too cold, a comfortable feeling settling over him.
Anna sat upright in bed, panting. Sweat covered her naked body (she didn't like sleeping with clothes. Too hot). The nightmare had been the same as it had been the entire month.
Walking along a path that lead to a cliff overlooking the ocean, trees and bushes on either side. The full moon was high in the sky, and a soft, salty breeze was ruffling your hair. It was a perfect night, the kind that you read about in books and see in dreams.
You continue walking along the path, and then you see him. Sitting there, with his knees tucked up to his chin, arms wrapped around them. You reach the end, and the trees disappear, leaving a wide area before the cliff.
You shift from foot to foot, wondering what to do. Finally you decide to join him. Slowly you walk towards him.
He hears you approach, and turns. His face is a blur. When he sees you, he smiles, and tells you to come sit with him. You do. You talk. It's… Nice. Until something breaks your heart.
Then the world starts to lose it's color, and all that you can see are the glowing eyes in the shadows, all that you can hear is the loud thunder of a storm. He disappears, and you scream his name, but the winds tears it away. Finally, as you sit in the darkness crying, a light appears in front of you.
And then you watch him die.
Slowly but surely, my breathing slowed, and I shivered, despite the warm night. It was just a dream. But was it?
I shook my head and grabbed the white robe that was next to me. After pulling it on and tying the string, I unzipped my tent and quietly climbed out.
It was a full moon.
Again I shivered, and pulled the robe tighter around myself, as if that would make a difference. The fire had gone out, and everyone was asleep.
I spotted a small path at the edge of the clearing where everyone was camping out, and felt myself walking towards it.
Walking along that path that lead to a cliff overlooking the ocean, trees and bushes on either side, The full moon was high in the sky, and a soft, salty breeze ruffled my hair. It was a perfect night, the kind I would see in-
That was when I realized, it's just like in the dream, but I didn't stop walking. In fact, I felt my legs start to move faster. I continued along the path, and then I saw him. Yuma. Sitting there, with his knees ticked up to his chin, his arms wrapped around them like a safe haven. I reached the end of the path, and the trees disappeared, leaving a wide area for walking around before the cliff cut it off.
I smiled softly, remembering my recent memories with him. I had tried to kill him. Then we dueled, and he won, and I helped him on the roller coaster, and he dueled with me against Brook, and then I lost my soul for him. Then he got it back and saved the world, and I had enrolled in his school, and that had led us here, to this class camping trip, to this moment.
I shifted from foot to foot, wondering what to do. Just like in my dream, almost like something was compelling me to go to him, I started to slowly walk in his direction. A calm settled over me, more than I had ever felt in months.
He must have heard me, because he looked over his shoulder. When he saw me, he smiled. I stopped walking, unsure of what to do. Unlike in the dream, I could see his face.
"Hey Anna," I heard him call. "Come sit with me. The view's really nice!"
I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest, hoping to look angry. I sat down next to him and mumbled something like, "I would have sat here anyway."
He chuckled nervously, and I looked at him from the corner of my eye, eyes narrowed. "I don't have a blaster, but I can still pummel you with my fists."
He nods quickly, and I smiled. That calm feeling washed over me again, and we started talking about the moon, and the ocean, and life, like our newest enemies, and duels, and food. I didn't snap once, and he didn't get all energetic of defensive when I questioned him. It was… Nice. It wasn't the playful banter that he normally exchanged with me and the others, more like how he treated Tori sometimes.
I felt something hit my heart with a thud, and I realized that I wanted him, I wanted him to love my. I already knew, but sitting here with him, knowing that he'd never be mine, being friends with the one who stole him from me.
Then the world starts to lose it's color, and all that you can see are the glowing eyes in the shadows, all that you can hear is the loud thunder of a storm. He disappears, and you scream his name, but the winds tears it away. Finally, as you sit in the darkness crying, a light appears in front of you.
And then you watch him die.