It had all started that night, I found myself tangled in an array of sheets and blankets spread out across my middle some lingering off the sides off the bed.

Moon light spewed through the blinds spraying rays of light through the half shut blinds, spreading out across the floor small lines spreading out in different direction. I was in the midst of a dream.

We were driving, speeding down an empty high way in an old banged up holden Ute. A feminine hand was resting on my thigh massaging the muscles that grew tense beneath the touch, a laugh... it didn't seem as feminine as the hand yet the very sound of it sent cold shivers down my spine.

I longed to look at my partner to figure out who... this person was yet with the bends and curves of the road I knew it I dare to turn my head away for more then a moment we would have been sent on a crash course across the road and down into the cavern below.

There was no side rails... which was a confusing fact I had always remembered this road with rails.. but now that I thought about it the road was growing less and less familiar and the hand was trailing upwards to my crotch. The shivers quickly grew to fire as the touches grew more and more intimate until I could feel someone's hot breath on my neck.

I slammed on the breaks turning off into a turn off and putting the car into park, this time I allowed my gaze to dart to the person beside me... Dark.. bangs... pale skin... Familiar? I didnt recognise this person at all, yet when those hands came to caress my cheek... fingers tracing down my neck to my collar bone dragging my shirt along with it, I could have sworn I had known this person all my life.

The stranger's mouth moved, latching onto my neck and not letting go sucking and nipping at the exposed skin causing my breathing to hitch...

"Seven days..." Was the whisper that found it's way to my ear... Then... Then...

I found myself sitting bolt up right in bed, one hand pressed hard over my heart and erratic pants seeping through my parted lips. Teeth gritting I swung my legs still tangled in the blankets over the side of the bed and stumbled towards the light.

Hand reaching out and caressing the wall... touching... me... I shivered again as if someone were standing behind me ready to caress me the same way as that person had in my dream, forcing the thoughts back I trailed my hand further against the wall until I found the switch.

As I pressed down a piercing light shot through the room from the up-high bold cringing I yawned, sun-kissed hand pressed to my baby pink colored lips. I gazed over the room... nothing seemed out of place.. everything the way it was when I went to sleep the previous night.. other then the sheets that were now laying on a bundle on the floor.

I frowned, I could have sworn someone else was in here with me... breathing down my neck looking straight into me from somewhere … behind? Maybe. I swivled my head jerking to the other side to peer around into each shadowy corner of the room but there was nothing.

"Nyeh, Stupid dream" I groaned before glancing at the clock. Six thirty! Who in their right mind would be up that early! But with this constant fear tugging at my chest I couldnt manage to crawl back into bed and turn off the light.

Grumbling under my breath I stepped into the bathroom, bare feet sliding carelessly across the tiles, stopping in front of the sink I gazed into the mirror almost screaming at the reflection that looked back at me, it wasn't... it wasn't mine!

Dark bangs caressed high cheek bones, dark eyes gleaming out from behind them pale skin gleaming under the dim light of the bathroom. I blinked... once.. twice.. three times... And when I looked again it was gone, twisting the tap cold water rushed out.

Dipping my fingers under the running stream I splashed water into my face allowing it to drip down my cheeks, all the way down until some clung and slipped down my neck Stupid dream... I grunted in the back of my mind as I forced any remembrance of that experience to the back of my mind.

Groggily stepping out of the dim room and into my own I scrambled around to find my black shirt and jeans, school... it was about three hours away.. what I was going to do until then I had no idea.

Pulling my night-shirt over my head I tossed it carelessly aside allowing it to pool somewhere on the floor, I traced my hands down... over my stomach shudders rolling up my back and causing my eyes to slip shut.

Downwards.. they kept tracing over my muscles until I jerked them back letting my arms fall loose at my side. What the hell am I doing! I inwardly cursed at my own pathetic-ness, I'd been single for nearly a year now since I broke up with Hinata after confessing that I indeed preferred guys.

Once I had tugged the black shirt over my torso sleepily, I peeled of my pajama pants and proceeded to slip one leg into the hole of my pants only to nearly trip as I tried to get the other on. With a yowl of complaint I ended up ass-first on the ground, shimmying my jeans up my thighs until I could button them up at the top.

Rising to my feet I straightened my self before grabbing my hair brush and slipping it through my tangled locks, just then.. my eyes caught something.. a scrap of paper that had been lying under the brush... I picked it up and what I saw made my eyes widen and my heart seemingly stop if only for a moment.

Written across the white paper in what appeared to be red ink was a note, it spoke in bold letters...

"Seven Days..."