Hey guys! This time I'm writing for AIR TV. A Yukito and Misuzu fanfic! I hope you enjoy reading it as I have enjoyed writing it!
x.x.x.x.x.x..x.x.x.x.x. Misuzu POV
I woke up in pain again. Why, just why, was this happening to me? I had one of those weird dreams again; a dream that Yukito had told me not to be telling everyone. I was flying, over the ocean, like my dreams before this one. But this time I saw my wings! At first I was happy; I had always wanted to fly. I looked beside me, to see those beautiful white wings I had always dreamed of. I almost cried with happiness. I blinked away tears. Once I opened my eyes, those wings, where black. An ugly black that symbolized death and despair. I gasped.
"Oh no…!" I choked. The wings began to deteriorate; getting smaller and smaller until there was nothing left. I began to fall down into the ocean's water. I used to admire the ocean's beauty, but oh no. Not this time. It was choppy and the waves were crashing down upon one another. There was no hope at all.
"Somebody help me!" I screamed. I covered my eyes just before I hit the water. At that exact moment, I woke up. I looked down at my mom sleeping on my bedroom floor. I started shaking. Why…why?!?
"Why is this happening to me!?!?" I shouted to myself. Tears fell down my face as I curled up into a ball and wrapped my arms around my legs.
"Misuzu…? Misuzu!!" I heard my mom say as she shook me. I shook my head.
"No…no no…" I mumbled. I knew she only wanted to help me, but there was only one man who could…and I have no idea where in the world he could be or why he left in the first place. But right now, I needed him more than anything.
"Misuzu…I knew I shouldn't have left…why am I so stupid?!?" I looked up, surprised. That was…Yukito's voice! I watched him angrily shut my bedroom door and make his way over to me. This couldn't be a dream, could it? Hmph, I guess I should know better. My dreams are more disturbing, and sad. This wasn't. He turned to my mom and whispered something to her. She nodded and left the room. I was still in a ball crying on my bed just looking at him.
"I'm so sorry Misuzu…" Yukito said sincerely as he knelt down by my bed and wrapped his arms around me.
"Why did you go?" I said shakily. I touched my head to his shoulder and just cried. I felt him stroking my hair.
"I…I thought it would be best for the both of us if we didn't have each other. I thought that if I was gone from your life, you'd get better…but I realized that would do no good. The only way I could help you was if I was here with you…" He tightened his embrace around me and started shaking as if he were angry or crying.
"Yukito…" He pulled back and wiped the tears from my face and smiled sadly.
"You have become the most important thing to me. After I left, I couldn't stand going anywhere. Anything and everything reminded me of you, and I didn't know why it hurt so much. Finally, after nights of wondering why I figured it out." Tears began to roll down my face again, and he pressed his lips ever so gently to mine.
"I love you. That's the reason Misuzu. I need to be with you." He said as he pressed his lips to mine again. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck. We stayed this way until each of us needed to breathe.
"I love you too." I said to him as I buried my head in his chest.
That night we fell asleep in each other's arms, and I never had any more scary dreams again.