OH MY GOSH. Hey thur, guys. Some of you guys are probably thinking, "Wow, it's about time that you've finally started this fanfiction again!". Yeah... I've just been trying to hold off for as long as I can, so this story isn't as rushed as it was. Hopefully you guys will enjoy this more than the other versions of this that I've started but never finished :) So, uh...have a good read, will ya'?

He thinks I'm crazy, I can see it.

Or maybe my mind's tricking me again, that's no surprise.

He's asked a thousand questions, now he finally asks the last.

"What do you think?"

What do I think?

"About dreaming, I mean."

I stare at him for a moment before nodding my head, I start to talk again. I tell him what I think.

Well..Everything starts with a dream.

You close your eyes, and images run through your head. It's all so... disorganized. But it still manages to make sense.

He doesn't understand, so he asks what I mean. I tell him,

All that matters when you're dreaming... is that you're falling. You're falling so fast, that nothing makes sense. You're so afraid of..of..I don't know.

He nods his head, writing down everything I'm saying; he's taking notes.

I hesitate for a moment. How do I explain this?

His eyes meet mine again, and he tells me to "take my time."

I look down at my hands, There is no time, I say.

All you know is that you're falling. There's no such thing as "time" when you're falling.

Another nod.

You...you can't feel the wind, or the adrenaline rushing past or through you. But you know you're falling: you know it. As you fall, you begin to think. As you think, the images come and go.

More nodding, more writing.

The only thing I can compare any of this to..is..well, raindrops. A storm. The drops of rain on the windowsill slowly fall away until the next drop comes to take it's place.

Clouds are what keep you from seeing what is really happening; the reality.

Everything around me begins to disappear. I don't notice it though. Not yet.

Thunder is...well, thunder is the sudden realization that you are, in fact, dreaming.

He looks up at me again, and I look at him. Then his face... it starts to change. My breathe catches in my throat.

"And? What then?" He asks.

Then your eyes open and...

I see his smirk.

My eyes widen, and I'm suddenly falling.

And it's morning.

Sooo, yeah. All of that was meant to be slightly confusing. Because I am like that, and I like to confuse people. HEEHEE. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed that "opening"..I thought it was fun to work on.

I'll see you all in the next chapter, hopefully! :D