*Sigh* I really shouldn't be writing this, because I've been writing a different story. Yet I'm taking a break from that and writing this one. O^O Other stories I said I was going to update...yikes. Don't even get me started. Let's just see how this goes.

Either way, enjoy the First Chapter of "Crazy For Him" a Peter Pan of Once Upon A Time Fanfiction 'Love Story'.

And something funny: I actually READ the guidelines for publishing a new story on Fanfiction. It's actually quite helpful to read them, so you should do so as well. :)

I DO NOT own Once Upon a Time.

Warnings: Possible swearing, weird situations...what else would you expect from me?

Crazy For Him

Kagome Narome

Chapter 1 -Scared of a Shadow

"Felix...it's a girl..."

"I know it's a girl, idiot."

"Girls aren't supposed to be on Neverland, right?"

"..."

"Right Felix?"

"..."

"Felix!?"

"I don't know!"

"What do we do!?"

"Is this the end?"

"This is bad!"

"Calm down!"

Silence...

"We'll wait until Pan get's back. Hopefully she'll stay asleep long enough."

I groaned, scrunching my face up in discomfort. The hard ground of which I lay on was doing nothing for my now sore back. I moved my head to the side, opening my eyes just enough for a sliver of light to get through. I immediately closed them again from the brightness.

A boy sighed. "Great...just what we needed." He complained.

I blinked my eyes open, trying to get used to the bright light of which my lids were shielding from me. Everything was blurry, all just a mesh of neutral colors.

Where was I?

Why was I here?

"She's waking up!" A younger boy exclaimed.

"Well no duh!" Another reacted in a harsh tone.

Finally, I got to the point where I was slowly blinking, my vision no longer blurry. The brightness of the light no longer stung my eyes.

I was just trying to make sense of it all.

When it finally registered in my head that I was surrounded by a bunch of boys, ranging from ages 9 to 16, I became startled. Wouldn't any other young girl without a clue as to where she was do the same? Especially when you're surrounded by boys?

"What the hell!?" I shouted, sitting up quickly. Then I flopped right back down. "Oww..." I groaned, holding a hand to my forehead. It was now pounding like Indians beat on drums.

"She's funny!" A younger boy laughed, poking the side of my head.

"This isn't right though! She's a girl!" Another called out, pulling the other boy away from me and pushing him to the ground.

"So?"

"Girl's don't belong on Neverland...right Felix? We've never had a Lost Girl on Neverland before."

"No...we haven't..." The blonde boy with a hood over his head leaned closer to me. He held a hand out, which I took. He pulled me up so that I was sitting up right, though I was still holding my pounding head. This time I didn't fall over, though I did sway a bit.

The blonde—Felix I assumed his name to be—smirked and tilted his head. "Though as Pan puts it...there's always a first for everything."

Silence ensued while all the boys ogled at me, as though they had never seen a girl before. A brave one, one with bleach blonde hair, leaned into me, smiling. "What's your name?" He questioned.

I looked at him, my mouth opened to answer his question.

"I...my...my name?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah! Everyone has a name!"

I stared off into space, searching for an answer to his question. My breathing accelerated as I grew more confused. My headache increased it's throbbing from thinking so hard.

"Heeeey! Sexy Lexi! How's it going?" He asked.

I frowned. "Don't call me that. It's gross." I scolded him.

He shrugged. "It's true..."

"I...I don't know." I chocked out, my body shaking in fear.

"We'll take her to Pan. He might know. If not him, then at least his shadow." Felix stated, getting up.

Panic and complete horror struck through me.

A memory flashed across my mind. "Shadow?!" I flinched, remembering the terrifying sight.

A shadow...one as dark as a raven's wing and as silent as death, with the glow of hell's fire coming from it's eyes, burning through my body and to my soul.

A shadow is what had taken my hand and flew me miles and miles above the ground to this god forsaken place...a place that those boys called 'Neverland'.

I don't remember what happened before and after I had seen that shadow...only that I was completely terrified of the thing, that it had taken me from where I once was.

Yet I realized that I had been the one to accept his hand. I had been the one to let him fly me here.

Why?

I still have no idea.

And that scared me.

"NO!" I shouted, getting up on my feet. All the boys got on their feet too. They picked up weapons from nearby. Though, I don't think they were going to attack. Only if I attacked them first.

"No?" Felix asked, swinging a club up onto his shoulder.

I started to back away from all of them, my chest tightening in fear of seeing that shadow again. "No shadow...I WON'T SEE THAT SHADOW!" I shouted, before I turned and ran from them all. I ran as though the devil were chasing me. Every footfall on the ground pushed me further and further into the forest.

And I heard them coming after me.

The further I ran into the forest, the denser it became. Soon enough, I was no longer in a forest, but a jungle. Green and wet was all around me. No longer could I see the sun past the leaves; it was so dense and so muggy that it seemed impossible to get out of here.

Yet the boys ensued on, trying to catch up to me. They were calling for me. I don't think they were going to hurt me, they just wanted me to come along with them.

But I was NOT going to see that shadow!

So I pressed on, forcing my legs to run faster. They screamed back at me in protest, begging me to take a break.

I wasn't going to see that shadow. Not now, not ever.

My lungs felt as though they were going to burst. My mouth felt dry from all the humid air I was sucking in. Yet I refused to stop running. I had to keep running.

"Run, run, as fast as you can..." She taunted.

"You can't catch her, she's the whore who'll steal your man." The other girl hissed.

"Why...why?" I asked, tears blurring my vision. "I didn't do anything!"

"Shut the hell up, you pathetic peace of—!"

"Stop!"

"Come back!"

"NO!" I shouted back at them. I turned my head to face forward, tilting it down just a bit and clenching my eyes as tight as possible.

"Wake up...it's a dream. That's why you don't remember anything!" I mentally yelled at myself. Though I knew that wasn't true...I was remembering something. I just wasn't sure how they connected.

I rammed right into something so hard that I felt my breath leave me. Then I fell on top of whatever it was and gasped for air.

Though I inhaled sharply, feeling my lungs burst with pain, when that something took a firm grip on my forearms and leaned up from the ground.

I had not run into something...but someone...

He stared down at me with the most beautiful confused blue-green eyes I'd ever seen. It felt as though they were sucking the soul from my body through my eyes and into his. His dark eyebrows furrowed so deeply that it gave away his complete confusion. God, those eyebrows were so perfect...

He parted his soft pink lips—lips that I wouldn't mind having against my own. "Who are you?" He asked with a curious yet deep sounding voice. He had an British accent...I liked him even more now.

I inhaled, about to answer that question when more calls for me came through the air. The sound of leaves being rustled and pushed away met my ears. They were close...

I tore away from the boys gentle hands and tried to crawl away from him as quickly as possible. Before I could, however, the boy named Felix was already in sight. "There she is!" He called behind him.

"NO!" I yelled, clumsily trying to get to my feet again.

"Wait! Hold up there." The other boy—the sexy British one I knocked over—grabbed me around the waist, pulling me to him. I tried to fight, to free myself from his grasp. I was weak and he was strong. Yet I refused to give up, I kept fighting him...but the moment he held my head against his chest...I stopped.

I felt...it didn't...

Tears filled my vision and before I knew it, I had clenched onto his shirt so hard that my knuckles turned white while I buried my face into his chest and cried.

I cried hard.

I wasn't sad.

It was more like I was confused yet I was...relieved. Because I was just...here in this boy's arms.

I didn't know him...yet I felt safe. What was wrong with me?

I cried and he held me against him, one hand rubbing my back and the other placed delicately upon my head. We were still on the ground, me curled up like a ball between his legs, which were like another protective barrier around me.

"You're alright." He whispered to me, his thick accent evident in his hushed tone. He looked up at the other boys arriving.

"Peter!" One said.

"Peter's back!"

"What happened while I was gone?" 'Peter'—the one holding me to him—asked.

Felix was the one to answer. "We were out hunting when we stumbled on her." He pointed to me. "She was lying there unconscious."

"Why is she sobbing?" Peter continued, looking down at me.

"We were going to take her to see you." Another boy stepped forward, the one who had poked my head. "We thought you or your shadow would know what to do with her."

"When I said shadow, she freaked out and ran." Felix finished, leaning his club against his shoulder.

"She's scared of my shadow?" His deep voice sounded amused.

I froze in the boy's—Peter's—arms. I pulled away from him, or at least a few inches before his strong arms stopped me from moving away too far. I searched his face in horror.

"It's your shadow?" I whimpered, starting to shake again.

Suddenly...he changed. He was no longer just...kind and gentle. His grip on me tightened to the point where it hurt. An evil and knowing smirk appeared on his mouth. His whole demeanor changed. His expression seemed more haunting.

He nodded, his cool breath tickling my face. "It's my shadow." He confirmed. I shivered from how close I was to him. His evil smirk grew into a smile.

He turned me around in his arms, so that my back was against his chest. "Welcome to Neverland." His haunting voice resonated throughout the thick jungle air. His soft lips trailed across my ear, a chuckle escaping past his lips as he did so.

As he said the words, I caught sight of the haunting thing flying above us.

As black as night, as silent as the sky...with eyes shining like two bright stars. It came closer and closer. My breathing came faster and faster.

I turned my head away, clenching my eyes shut when the shadow reached out and touched my cheek with it's hand.

As soft as a dove...yet as cold as ice.

By the time the shadow was gone, I was out cold on Peter's chest.

So, what do you think so far?

Think something 'strange' is up with that Shadow?

O.O Do you think the Shadow is a pedophile?

And what's with those strange 'Flash Back' moments in the chapter?

Leave a Review to let me know!

KagomeNarome OUT!~