My eyes shot open as I sat up in panic. That didn't really happen, did it? I looked down to my hands trembling at the horrible atmosphere of the dream. No. That nightmare. My body was shaking all over, my heart beating sporadically in my chest. How much more of this can my body take?

"Thana?"

Not expecting anyone else in the room, I panicked, grabbing whatever was closest to me (which was a pillow) and throwing it towards the direction of the voice. I hid underneath my arms as my mind was still not stable enough to realize I was awake and out of that hell of a dream.

"Did you have another bad dream?"

The tone was automatically familiar to me as I looked up to see Reever standing there with the discarded pillow in his hand. At least I could breathe easier now, "I'm sorry Reever. I didn't mean to hit you."

Unfortunately, Reever wasn't exactly the most skilled at dodging last minute since I could see a few feathers sticking out of his hair and such.

Oops.

"It's all right. Just making sure that you're okay."

I nodded before swinging my legs over the bed, "I'm fine now. Just . . . a little spooked still. But I'm fine now." I could see reluctance on Reever's face as he kept his sluggish smile. He really had no reason to worry over me; I've just been having some really bad dreams lately. "So just what are you doing in here anyway?"

"Well, given that I could hear you yelling from down the hall, I made my here to see if you were all right." My face flushed at the fact that I was yelling – not too sure if it was from embarrassment or pure shock that I was blushing, "Was I really yelling? That loud?"

He confirmed it with a nod as he kept his stance near the door, "That's the reason I'm here. Lately, it seems that these dreams of yours have been getting worse with each week." The flushing came back as I looked away to the side. I didn't even realize I had been yelling! And for him to hear me out in the hall . . ! My entire body flushed in embarrassment as I hid underneath the covers, "I'm so sorry Reever! I didn't mean to worry you!"

Reever shook his head before snatching the covers off, revealing me hugging my knees. I looked up at Reever, seeing the obvious worry in his eyes as he sat down next to me, "Thana, if you keep this up, you're bound to wear yourself out. What happens if you're called out on another mission but can't function properly cause of a nightmare? You have to tell me these things; otherwise they'll just make you a burden for others around you."

I stretched my legs out, leaning back on my arms. He was right – I mean it was a part of his job as my guardian (as assigned by Komui) to constantly worry about me. But, nonetheless, I didn't want to end up being a burden to everyone. "I guess you're right. But for right now, can I just go get some food?"

Reever shook his head as he petted my head, "Always thinking with your stomach first. You haven't changed one bit." I smiled before shooing him out of the room, explaining that I'd change before going with him to the cafeteria. After pulling on some more decent clothing (I was sleeping in a night slip. Not too decent for public), I closed the door behind me as I walked with Reever down to the cafeteria. Lining up to the window, I held my tray up to Jerry with a smile, "Hey Jerry!"

"Thana! It's always so nice to see you! What would you like today?"

"A bacon and egg sandwich, a broccoli and bacon quiche, 9 sweet yogurts, 13 whole wheat pancakes, a tomato scallion omelet, 10 baked tomatoes with bacon and egg, cheddar-swiss strata, mashed potatoes, 3 corn on the cobs, French toast, 7 buttermilk biscuits, scrambled eggs, 4 Belgian waffles, and a glass of strawberry milk please ." I could feel the disbelief radiating off of Reever as Jerry stuffed my tray with the food I had asked for.

"Come back whenever you're hungry ." I waved back before searching for an empty spot and settled at a table nearby with Reever across from me. He started at the large amount of food as I started eating. "I swear your stomach's gonna kill you one day."

"That's not very nice!" Due to the stuffed food in my mouth, I probably sounded like an old person without their dentures. Shoving a napkin up my mouth, Reever gave me a look as he sat back down, "Have you ever seen yourself eat? You act like you haven't had a meal in weeks! Really, don't you think you should be a little more proper when eating?" Taking the time to chew and swallow my food, I drunk some milk before speaking, "It's not my fault. That last mission really tired me out. Plus, due to this arm, I can't help but eat a lot. And it doesn't help that I have a fast metabolism."

"That doesn't excuse your manners."

". . ." I knew he was right as he spoke the truth. In reality, I had to eat my food quickly before I even got this innocence, let alone joined up with the Black Order. Due to certain conditions with my mom . . .

While I was eating (fast, but in a more decent manner for Reever), me and Reever were having some small talk before I felt a familiar aura behind me.

"Buta." Right as I was, I turned around to see Kanda looking down on me with his usual sneer expression, "What?"

"We got sparring today. So hurry up and eat." Turning back around, a wave of anger set over me as I ate the rest of my food (although, it was in a harsh manner. Sorry Reever) before standing up next to Kanda, "I'm not a pig!"

"I'm sure. Now come on." I waved Reever good-bye as I followed Kanda out of cafeteria.

"You don't always have to be so rude."

"Shut up, you're annoying."

"And you're more annoying by being so rude."

"Then be quiet so that I won't be so rude."

". . ." I just didn't have it in me today to argue with Kanda. Sure, he deserved for me to put him in his place but . . . I was just too tired from that dream to deal with him. I guess he noticed my tiredness as he slowed his walk a bit (not much, but enough to not tire me out completely).

"You can walk a little faster. I'm fine."

"No you're not. And don't lie, saying you are. I don't need you fainting on me and causing me more trouble."

I rolled my eyes, continuing to follow him through the hallways. It probably wasn't until another three or four minutes passed that Kanda spoke again, "Did you have another dream?"

It wasn't entirely unexpected of him to be curious of my dreams. I just get surprised sometimes at the tone of his voice when he asks. It's barely there but it's a tone of concern. Nice to know he's not entirely heartless.

"Yeah. Reever came into my room this morning claiming that I was yelling. It makes it even worse that he could hear me down the hall from my room –."

"THIS GUY IS OUT OF HERE!"