HEY GUYS… JUST A QUICK THREE-SHOT… I'M JUST WRITING THIS TO VENT OUT A FEW OF MY EMOTIONS… SORRY, I KNOW I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN MY FANFICS BUT… I'M JUST… I DON'T WANT TO GIVE YOU GUYS ANY DEPRESSING CRAP… SO YEA… THANK YEW!

I opened the window and closed my eyes as the chilly midnight breeze filled my lungs. I leaned over the windowsill and sighed. Opening my eyes again, I looked up at the moon hanging in the sky, showering the world with its beautiful yet, lonely presence amongst the many stars in the darkness.

"Momo…"

No. I was hearing it again. I tightly squeezed my eyes shut and brought my hands to my ears. I wanted everything to go away. Yet, I didn't want it to.

NO! I can't think there! I'm forbidden from thinking there!

I immediately tried to occupy myself with other thoughts. What I had for dinner. What movie I saw. What I wanted to be when I grew up. What schools I wanted to go to. My friends. My hobbies. My-

"Momo…"

I can't take it. One look. One look can't hurt or change anything…

Was what I thought.

I slowly opened my eyes like a jumpy child pushing open the old, rusty gates of a haunted house. Tears came to my eyes at what I saw. My heart rate accelerated to the dangerous point of it pounding against my rib cage. I clenched my hands into fists so tight that they started weeping tears of blood from the newly-formed, crescent-shaped cuts on my palms.

First, he was just the shadow from the dark, eerie space beneath my bed. Then he seemed to… just fade into my vision like a figure emerging from a fog. His presence was both terrifying and welcome.

No. He's not there. I shouldn't move. If I just ignore him, he'll eventually go away…

The moonlight poured over the smooth planes of his face, bringing out his extraordinary turquoise eyes. My fingers itched and sizzled to reach out and stroke his face. He took a small step towards me. I stepped back. A hurtful expression flickered in his eyes at that moment like a small flame being blown out in a dark, windy night. I was close to breaking.

No. I won't break. I won't break. I won't break. No matter what happens. It'll take a lot more than this to break me.

His perfect lips parted and released two syllables.

"Momo…"

That was all it took.

The tears exploded from my eyes and gushed down my cheeks in the heaviest downpour my heart would allow. I quickly ran towards the angel and wrapped my arms around him, breathing in his velvety scent. I felt arms of stone wrapping around me in a loving embrace. I looked up at him with my teary eyes and reached forward.

I'm just seeing if this is real. Just seeing if this is real. If this is real. If this is-

My fingers brushed against silky, white strands of hair.

He's real.

A sob of relief broke through my lips as my embrace around him tightened like a drowning person grasping onto a life buoy. He leaned his cheek on my head and sighed.

"I'm so sorry, Momo…"

No. Don't apologise. It's okay. It's okay…

I lifted my head and looked at him in the eyes. Brown into turquoise. Friend into friend. Lover into lover. The living into the dead.

My soul cringed at the last statement. I knew that the truth hurt sometimes. But I never thought it'd be so excruciatingly, heart-strangling as this. A tear rolled off the corner of my eye and down my cheeks. I quickly turned away and concentrated on anything I could outside the window.

The moon. The moon. It's round. It's in the sky. It's lonely… lonely.

"Momo… don't cry… I can't stand it when you cry… please… look at me, Momo. Look at me…"

I breathed in a deep breath and turned my head to look at him again with my tear-stained eyes. Before I had any idea of what was happening, I felt his lips brush on mine. I gasped and looked at him, my eyes wide and my lips parted.

His lips. They were so cold. But at the same time, my own craved to feel them. I opened my mouth and managed to say something. It came out more as a croak as I hadn't said anything for the past eight months. No. Since he… since he… died.

"Toushiro. I can't do this. I want to be with you. I can't take this anymore… "

"Momo. Don't ever say that again!"

"I'm nothing without you! Life is nothing!" How my voice raised into a yell was beyond me.

"Don't be stupid! Do you even know what you're saying?"

"I do! Toushiro, you are my life. Or you were… but life isn't life anymore without you-"

I tried to finish what I was saying. But I couldn't. I didn't want to. Because that meant that I'd have to pull my lips away from his. The frost radiating from his lips onto mine felt strangely intoxicating. I nearly giggled at the light, feather-like touch of his tongue tipping my bottom lip, asking for access.

I hesitated. But I let him in. Our tongues clashed and they both danced with each other for dominance. My mouth felt so warm compared to his but strangely, I liked it. No, I needed it. I wanted it. Badly. Before I could comprehend, he rose to be the dominant one in the kiss. He explored my mouth while his hands grasped onto my hips so hard that it was guaranteed that they'd be bruises left there. Strangely, the corners of my lips lifted into a smile at that thought.

Rather bizarre, isn't it? Smiling at the thought of having bruises on your hips from a kiss…

Toushiro wouldn't have ever needed to but he knew my limits. He tore himself away from my lips to allow me to breathe. I gasped for oxygen, the unnoticed burning sensation in my lungs immediately fading away as the light throbbing in my swollen lips kicked in. If that kiss had gone for even a few more seconds, I swore that I would have suffocated to death.

That would be a nice way to go…

I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in but I was stopped when his lips moved. He was saying something but I couldn't hear him. My eyebrows creased in confusion and frustration. What was he saying? His eyes reflected the emotions of love and care but I couldn't hear what was coming out of his mouth. I cupped his cheeks and leaned in anyway.

To my horror, my lips met only air as they went through his form. I stumbled back and desperately tried to hold onto him but my fingers would only slip through. It was like trying to grasp water. I let out a cry when he started fading, a heartrending light shimmering in his eyes.

Then the worst thing that could possibly happen, happened.

I WOKE UP.

CONTINUED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER.