Yay, early update! im really happy it could be, I had a really hard time writing this chapter but I started writing late last night and FINALLY got a groove going, and I finished it up this morning! :)

I think this will be my favorite chapter but im not gonna ruin nothin'. :)

and no Levi is not Completely Naked. ;D

ENJOY!


Chapter 4: Together

I take a deep breath and steady myself. Composed, I stand to look through the Window. This is not a dream. If it was then I'd say I was going crazy rather than dreaming.

I don't see him on the other side; I only see a reflection of myself, my wretched face. It doesn't belong in front of me anymore, he does. His face, it's the only thing I want to see anymore, and I will see it again. I will find him, he can't run forever. I won't let anything separate us.

I step back from the window, pulling off the only thing that has served to cover my body, exposing the pale skin. I bite into the bottom corner and tear the seam, unwinding the thread, making a long continuous string. I secure it to the cracks between two Mirrors and tug, it pulls tight, and with that taken care of, I start walking.

My goal is to get back to the other side of the window, then pull back the string and starting after him, hopefully.

I walk with my hand dragging against the left side of the wall, it would be easiest to do a U-turn but I doubt it will be that effortless. This maze won't make it that easy, I may as well wander. It's not simple to find your way in this place. I have never found a 'central area' or rooms that were no bigger than me lying down. I wonder if he had found anything interesting, I'm sure I haven't even searched a fifth of this place. It is simply so vast, there's no way that it couldn't be anything but humongous.

My shirt is becoming smaller, I've used most of the cloth and I haven't found the beginning again, I haven't found the window, I haven't found him. I pull more of the string from its weaving and turn at the next left. I must be going in circles with all the lefts I've taken, but why haven't I found the Window again?

Another left, and I come to a dead end, I am boxed in a room of mirrors, reflecting back my every side, double and tripling myself; I turn back to the door, not wanting to back track, I sit facing the door. The string is limp in my hands and I tug at it, pulling the excise back to me. Then I tug more, pulling harder until the string either breaks or comes loose, it springs back to me and is again loose.

All at once I realize my stupidity, I might as well have pulled my life string from my own body, I carefully follow the string back, back to the Window, back to me only thing of him. I do my best not to disturb the string as not to pull it further away from the window but I realize that the string is moving, it's pulling in the opposite direction. I stop and pull the string; it becomes taunt and heaves me with it, towing me along. Instead of resisting I walk with it, running to find what is at the other side.

I turn a corner and I see him there in front of me, no panel or Window to interfere. I stop myself from coming to him but that does not stop him, he approaches me carefully but without hesitation. His hand comes up and touches my cheek. I sigh and leaned into his hand, my eyes closing. He is warm and soft, unconsciously I reach for him and he envelops me in his arms. I breathe him in, and find a peace I had never been able to before. He slowly drops to his knees bringing me with him, we find our way to one side of the hallway and I curl in between his legs, his arms wrapped around my shoulder, heads tucked into the crook of each other's neck. My hand finds his heart and it is steady, a strong beating rhythm that matches my own, it is not fast or excited, it is calm.

Like he has found his peace as well.