Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, I just like to play with their world and story a bit.

Gentle fingers traced the curve of Ivy's back. Literally sending shivers down her spine. She felt at peace, though she did not know where she was. A crisp icy breeze swirled around her as she felt the presence of the unknown touch. However it did not seem threatening, she oddly felt giddy with anticipation.

Ivy's eyes were closed but she could feel cool breath on her lips; she reached out and felt soft fabric not inches away from where she stood. Cool fingers traced the side of her face and along her bottom lip. She felt the form lean close to her and whisper "Beautiful as always." in a deep playful tone.

She opened her eyes, and as she did she felt the fabric pull out of her hands. Expecting to see the person who had just whispered to her, she was surprised to find herself in an icy grotto.

A clear sparkling stream ran through glittering snow-dusted rocks. The warn narrow path in front of her led up to a great white tree. Bare were its branches but from its delicate twigs hung the daintiest icicles, swaying ever so gently with the breeze. The icicles made a twinkling sound and caught the light in just the right way to send specks of light onto the surrounding walls.

Ivy looked around to find the boy who had just talked to her, but found only empty air. While turning she happened to notice that her clothes had changed. What was she wearing anyway? She looked down and found that she was clothed a simple gown of soft but thick grey wool. She had fir-trimmed boots with knitted stockings, and a heavy dark green shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her hair had been done up in a braided bun.

"Well what do you think of your surprise?" the voice sounded close.

"I don't know what to say!" Ivy replied. Confused, she wondered to herself "Why did I say that? Shouldn't my first question have been where in the hell am I? Who is talking? Why am I dressed like this?

Ivy didn't have time to think though because she found herself being pulled by the unknown force. It felt like two arms wrapping themselves around her waist. She felt a warm body press against her back like someone was holding her. Ivy then realized that even though she wanted to call out for help, she found that she couldn't. In fact any attempt to scream or push herself away did not even register. It was like she was trapped inside her own body. Being forced, and at the same time willingly obliging to her invisible partner.

"Is this not magical?" The voice breathed in her ear. "I found it just for you" the form gave her a little squeeze.

Ivy felt her body grow hot as it closed its eyes. Great now she couldn't see anything! She felt her body turn to face the boy as he readjusted his hands to the small of her back, and one returned to the side of her face. Those cool fingers traced her jawline and perched themselves under her chin. Ivy found herself to be quickly falling for the invisible form, as it seemed so loving a gesture. And heard herself say, "This is beautiful, but its not quite the present I was expecting."

That apparently was the right thing say because she felt his fingers under her chin pull her close, and felt his warm lips press into hers. He was tender but strong; Ivy found that even though she was trapped inside her own body that this wasn't so bad. She even kind of enjoyed it. Ok that was a lie she really enjoyed it. She felt her self turn into a puddle as she realized her hands were reaching up the sides of his neck and fingers were entwining into his soft hair deepening the kiss.

Her body as well as her subconscious was kissing this guy she could not even see, and she did not give two shits about it.

Something in her mind began to blur the sensation, she could not feel his hand pressed against her back, and her hands slipped out of his hair. It took every last bit of consciousness to focus on his lips that were still entranced with hers. Then off in the distance she started to hear the soft ringing of a bell. Ivy assumed it was the tinkling of the icicles in the grand tree but was made more alert when it began to get louder and louder. The touch was gone now, all she could think of was that oncoming bell.

Ivy opened her eyes with a start and lunged for her cell.

"Stupid thing! Ruining a perfectly good dream!"

Ivy shut the alarm off and tossed it back onto her nightstand. She groaned and ran her fingers through her hair and tried to remember what the invisible boys lips felt like. The feeling was coming back to her but as dreams do, it was not nearly as vivid.

Ivy hopped out of bed with the vague sense that she knew the voice from her dream but shrugged it off as just not being awake yet. She trudged off to the bathroom and started getting ready for what she knew was going to be a very long day.

Authors note: Hello! I am truly sorry for the lack of upkeep this story deserves! I realize that it has been well over the promised time. But ITS HERE! I kicked in a little spice to get things going and start up this story again. I hope I can return to regular updates! Again so sorry for the anticipation and do keep those reviews coming, It lets me know that there is a demand and a want for my story!