Hey I'm back. I know I haven't uploaded in a while, there's only one computer and I like writing this when no one's might seem a bit…choppy due to the fact that I had to remember where I was in the story. By the way, what happened in the last paragraphs really did happen to me. It was not fun at all. Here you go!

Was this the dream world?

He was standing in darkness, images flashing before him. His friends' faces swam in and out of focus, replaced by swirls of colors. Overcome by emotion, he tried to grab at them, wanting to hold onto something, but they swirled out of his reach. He gave up, bewildered by the strangeness of the situation.

What does this mean? I have this feeling again…

Dreams aren't supposed to be like this. I wonder if he'll come again.

He suddenly appeared, reaching out his hand to him.

Why does he look so sad? That look doesn't suit him. I wish he'd tell me what's wrong.

He obliged, taking the man's hand. They stood there peacefully for a moment, before a look of fear crossed his face and he disappeared.

Allen woke with a start. His dreams seemed to be getting more and more prophetic, and this one was just the same. He tried to piece the puzzles together, but the dream was already slowly evading from him. Frustrated, he focused on the feeling that permeated his entire being. What was it? Ah… the feeling of nostalgia, and happiness. Why did he get those feelings every time he saw him? He didn't even know him. And this wasn't the first time he dreamed of him. Was this a message, to look out for this guy, a possible enemy? That wouldn't explain the happiness that bubbled up inside him. The only person he felt these feelings towards to was Mana. But he was dead….. maybe he came back to life!?

Allen shook his head, clearing those thoughts from his brain. No. Mana was dead. He himself made sure of that.

Tired of his babble, Allen threw the covers over himself and got up. Wait…covers? Oh that's right, he was in the hospital. Confused, he looked down. His chest was bandaged tightly, a faint scar peeking out from underneath.

I guess Tyki wanted to give me a consolation prize….. he thought dully.

A set of footsteps brought him to reality, coming closer. He braced himself, wondering who it was. He relaxed, seeing a mop of fiery red hair.

"Allen! You're up! I was afraid I'd lost you." Warm hands encircled him, embracing him. Startled, Allen simply stood there, dumbfounded.

"I didn't know where you went….." Lavi trailed off, his green eye cloudy.

Allen didn't want to interrupt this meeting, but he had to know.

"How long was I out?"

"Almost a day," Lavi mused, pulling out of the hug. There were tight circles under his eyes, like he waited all night for Allen to wake up.

He didn't have to stay up for me…

He frowned slightly. "You should go to bed, Lavi."

"I'm fine," Lavi grinned. "Long night. Let's go to the library, I have some books I need to finish reading."

"Oh-kay," Allen smiled back. Anything to get out of this dreary hospital room. He started walking, Lavi chattering happily behind him. He was glad that Lavi returned to his cheery self, he didn't like it when his friends were sad. He let his mind drift a bit, going back to the dream. Why did he get the strange feeling of de ja vu, like he met the guy before? He tried to remember if he looked like anybody he knew, but his mind drew a blank. Sighing, Allen let his mind come back to reality, focusing his eyes on Timcany, who flew out from under his sleeve. Except his eyes couldn't see. Confused, he stopped suddenly, trying to understand what was going on. He blinked, but all he could see was infinite blackness. Lavi's voice came out far away, like at the end of a tunnel. Allen could hear him, but his brain didn't seem to process what he was saying. He winced, trying to ignore the incessant pounding in his head.

Why is he asking if I'm okay? I'm perfectly fine. What is this? Let's just go, I'm fine.

Allen blinked, and suddenly he could see. Lavi was waving his hand in front of him, worry etched in his face.

"Are you alright?"

Allen blinked again, nodding. "I'm fine." He tried walking but stumbled a bit. He suddenly felt sick.

My stomach hurts…what happened? Right on cue, his stomach rumbled loudly.

..Oh. I'm hungry. He still felt slightly sick though, the thought of food unappetizing. All he wanted to do was curl up in a ball and sleep.

"-en?"

Allen jumped. "What?" He almost forgot Lavi was there.

"You should eat, I forgot you haven't eaten almost all day." Lavi sounded apologetic, like it was somehow his fault.

"….Sure,"Allen replied. It wasn't Lavi's fault, it was his. He was stupid; he didn't realize this would happen. Exasperated, he trudged along to the cafeteria, the dream at the back of his mind.