Arilla here! A new NxR fanfic... But they won't become a couple... Get over it. NiGHTS is femmy... Get over it. Well... Enjoy!

Chapter 1

*NiGHTS' POV*

I stretched and yawned at the same time as I sat up in my bed. I smiled and thought about my day. It seems like every time I wake up smiling, my day is fantastic, other than his cruelty. I get used to his snapping at everything I say to him.

I see him rarely though, which is pretty bad. I like being around him. It's not love because one thing's for sure, Nightmarens aren't supposed to be in love. It's a law. I want to be his friend desperately. But if I try, I'll look like a fool. He's not the type to have friends.

He once told me that friendship is a waste of time, because Nightmarens are working on their missions. I don't have missions because all I'll do is cry when I see a Nightmaren taking a child's Ideya. So instead, I just hang around. I wasn't given a job. Not yet, though. It's not like I want a job anyway. I like relaxing. Gives me time to think… you know?

"NiGHTS."

The red and black jester I admire flew into my room and gave me an angry glare. He's always looking angry at some times. "Come with me. Master Wizeman wants to see you."

I threw on my red and pink vest and followed him out the door. "So how are you, Reala?" I asked.

"I've been better," Reala replied without looking at me.

"Why aren't you… talkative?"

Reala glared at me. "Because I'm not. It's a waste of my breath. Especially talking with you."

I don't understand why he hates me so much. He's been this way towards me ever since we were both created. I wish he would be a bit nicer to me and have at least some sympathy for others. I guess you can't have everything you want…

*Reala's POV*

I couldn't help but wonder what Master Wizeman wanted me with NiGHTS for. Maybe another mission or something. To be honest, I'd much rather die than do ANYTHING with NiGHTS. I don't even know why I hate NiGHTS. But that doesn't really concern me. It's not like I even care.

The second I stepped into the Throne Room I bowed down in front of my Master. NiGHTS mimicked. Good dog, I thought bitterly. "We're here, just like you had asked us, Master," I said.

"I am glad you have brought NiGHTS along," he replied.

Although I didn't want to, I thought. I rolled my eyes a little and continued listening to Master Wizeman. "I suppose you are wondering why I have called you upon my presence…" he said.

"Of course," I replied, lifting my head.

"I want you to help NiGHTS with training, since you're the only one she can depend on."

I gawped at him in horror. Me… train… NiGHTS…? I'm the one supposed to be causing Nightmares… not getting them! I'd rather this be a dream than reality! "Master Wizeman…" I began calmly. "You can't possibly pair me up with this accident!"

"Are you saying that my creations are accidents? Including yourself?"

I swallowed. Stupid Reala, I thought. Next time, just shut the hell up…

"I'll have you know that NiGHTS is a powerful Nightmaren, as you are," Master Wizeman boomed. "All Nightmarens I've created are all the same… Except Jackle, that is."

Can't deny that. "Now, are there anymore complaints you need to file out about NiGHTS before you go train with her?"

I sighed. "No Master."

"Very well," he said. "I want a report when you have finished. You are dismissed."

As soon as NiGHTS and I left the Throne Room, I grabbed her fiercely by the collar and hissed, "We're only going to train. That's it, and that's all. I don't care how good it is for you, but it's hell for me. So don't get any idea that we're gonna be buddies because we're not. Understood?"

NiGHTS nodded sadly. I rolled my eyes. "NiGHTS, BEING SAD IS NOT NIGHTMAREN MATERIAL!" I yelled. "We're gonna start off with you having the soul of a true Nightmaren before you start fighting like one."

I grabbed NiGHTS' wrist and pulled her into the Training Arena. I knew well that this is not going to be easy…