Disclaimer- I don't own nightmare on elms street or Gravitation.

Preface

Everything was getting worse with each passing day and I could see it clearly in his eyes. Shuichi was getting weaker from lack of sleep and malnutrition. He never ate and yet he kept going out with the others acting like nothing was wrong. I knew it was the nightmares that had been plaguing him sense we had come to Springwood, Ohio for the American tour but he wouldn't tell me what they were about.

I consider the Aizawa incident at first but every time he woke up screaming he babble on about fire and burns. Afterwards he would become really calm, an amazing feet in itself, and fall back asleep. Sometimes he would have a dreamless sleep or he would wake up without the shrieks of terror but mostly the dreams would come in cycles…one after the other. When I asked him about it he's only shrugged me off saying that he was fine. With each passing day I became more worried but I wasn't about to tell him that.

I stumbled through the door of the hotel calmly. It was late, midnight or perhaps even later, but I had just been asking or rather arguing with Tohma about giving Shuichi a day off. The boy needed it a pretty bad.

I had made up my mind and decided some time this morning that I would confront Shuichi about what was wrong. Perhaps I could say that his screaming was keeping me up or something. I'm sure he'd tell me then. When I looked around the small room I was horrified by what I saw.

Everything was in disarray and chaos. The coffee table was on its side, the dining area was completely destroyed, broken glass from god knows what littered the floor, and books were pulled out of place. Hell…some were even ripped to shreds. That's not what really grabbed my attention though. There was little droplets of blood everywhere. It made a trail leading over to one of the bedrooms in the suite. I ran over and listened for any sound at all. There was unintelligible mumbling on the other side.

"Shuichi?" I asked trying to open the door only to find that he had locked it. "Shu open the door."

I was met with silence and that only increased my worry, "Shuichi…Shuichi open the door now!"

Again I got nothing and I started to yell while trying to bust down the door, "Shuichi…Shuichi can you hear me, are you there…Shuichi….Shuichi!"

Finally I was able to break the door off its hinges and I rushed into the room like Flash, perhaps a little quicker actually, "Shuichi, Shuichi….where are you?"

My eyes traveled carefully around the room searching for the small man. After a few moments my eyes traveled a tad bit low and saw a glint of pink between the bed and the dresser. He was worse for wear and bloody. I rushed over to him, "Shu!"

When I approached him I notice a couple things. Shuichi was in the fetal position with his legs drawn close to his chest. His eyes were dull and tired, skin, pale and covered in several cuts and scratches with the worse over the left eye, and he was holding a rosary tightly in his hands, brushing his thumb over the cross every few moments like he was looking for reassurance. This frightened me greatly but it wasn't until I started to notice what he had been saying that I really started to feel sick. His voice was in a sing song tone.

"….One two Freddy's coming for you…." I stood there for a moment longer but once the words sunk in I knelt down beside him and gripped his shoulders. In all truths I really don't even think he saw me. "Shuichi who's Freddy?"

"….Three four better lock your door….." Why? Why did he need to lock the door? Who was Freddy? "Shuichi! Shuichi answer me!"

"….Five six grab a crucifix…." The rosary. I started to shake him but there was no change. His eyes were still dull. "Shuichi! Snap out of it!"

"….Seven eight gotta stay up late…." I shook him harder but still his eyes refused to focus on me. "Shuichi…Shuichi!"

"….Nine ten never sleep again…." His eyes slowly drifted close and his breathing became even. "….Shu?"

As though there was an invisible knife held against his cheek a small red line traced it's way down his face. "One two Freddy's coming for you…three four better lock your door…five six grab a crucifix…seven eight gotta stay up late….nine ten never sleep again." At first I was to horrified to even moved as I watched something I couldn't touch hurt the only one I love but then I stepped forward and did the only thing I could think of to try and save him…

A/N- okay people I really want you to review! Otherwise I'm gonna kill him off….I really really don't want to do that because I love Shu….I'm sadistic towards him a whole lot in my stories like 'Singer in the park' where I have him accused of murder or in 'ride on gravity' where you find out that Shuichi has the burden of having to save the world and then we come to 'only snow'…..I actually did kill him off there but I hated doing it. So review review review! You're the only one who can save this boy. Please don't make me kill him!