Chapter three: Fields of Sunflowers

Shocked, vibrant violets opened in surprise and pushed the pretentiously mysterious boy from before she stumbled backwards towards her bed. Her tiny fingers touched her sensitive lips, as if she couldn't believe he had just kissed her like…that, staring at him all the while. His eyes turned a darkening warm brown gazing at her and breathing hard, a silly sort of a grin on his lips. He had the look of a man who just found his prize. Fate sure had a way of planning the unexpected.

Finally able to speak, she couldn't help but feel oddly light heartened and shaky, her thoughts running back to his lips that formed a perfect curve. "You, you… you KISSED me!"

The boy heard this and almost smiled again at her innocence but decided against it, because he knew it would piss her off even more, and the embarrassment would make him want to laugh even more.

He could still feel her feather light lips cautiously respond to his lips like a silken flower being traced along his lips that sent a mad shock of lust stream through his blood.

Bright purple eyes stared at him expectedly. She was the purest image of adulterated thoughts. So clean and untouched that this thought made him have this need for her more. He had never met a girl who was so…interesting, except for her. She was a delectable creature. Beautiful. She was god sent and he cursed himself, already feeling those desires build up again from just the image of her bright pink lips pucker out. Christ! He couldn't handle this, he had to fight it being this close to her and yet so far.

"Sorry." He grumbled, reaching up to scratch his head in a nervous habit. He looked down at her and grinned sheepishly. "That wasn't very gentleman like of me, I apologies."

She only nodded, not able to speak, so lost at words and confused about the weird feeling that started to rise in her stomach. He stepped away from the window and pulled his black hoodie so that it covered his bright hair. Nodding to her again, he gave a soft smile and she smiled back, not even trying to fight the reason not to.

"Goodnight". Then he turned around and jumped off the balcony towards his flat, like a street ghost.

"Goodnight" She whispered, regretting not being able to say more.

Drifting back to her luxurious covers, she snuggled into her bed and glanced back at the open window willing herself to stop expecting the boy to pop out of nowhere like before. That night she fell into a lulling sleep, finding that she was able to sleep, much better than she had in weeks.

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When she felt the sun kissing her pale face, she knew even before she opened her eyes that she was dreaming. Sun in London was very rare and not likely at this time of season.

She was in Worcester, in the fields behind Renji's house, sitting down and staring out at the brownish green water that kept flowing down. She had a feeling that she was waiting for someone and at that exact moment as if he had heard her thought

she looked up and found her eyes locked into the darkest depths of brown.

"Christian"

Was that his name? How could she have known, when she hardly knew him in the beginning. Why was he in her dream?

He smiled and held his hand out for her, but she didn't reach for it. Couldn't touch it. His long, tan fingers stretched towards her asking her to take it and she had a feeling that this was not the sort of romantic thing Aladdin had done to Jasmine in the Disney movie, but why did this piercing fear hit her so? If this was just a dream, why the precaution?

She looked away from his face and glanced behind him to see Renji, his face red and his hands clenched to his sides. His lips strained in a furious yell that she couldn't hear at all.

He was angry with her, but she didn't know why.

When she looked back to the boy, he no longer held out his hand but a bouquet of sunflowers, the orange fire of the sun behind him. Almost like a warning, and then she realized something. Renji wasn't yelling at her…he was screaming for her to do something…w hat was it..r..un? The sun was becoming unbearably bright and she shielded the light from her eyes and what she saw did nothing to prepare her for the crimson eyes staring at her in ravenous hunger and that had gripped her wrist in a stronghold that had her paralyzed to the ground.

"No..o" She whispered, tears falling down her face like acid rain. She could feel the pain and welcomed for it to end.

He smirked at her reaction and only pulled her closer and licked them away roughly, an unwanted shiver shaking her entire body.

"Yes." He said.

And then she screamed.