My eyes fluttered open. The warm sun kissed my cheeks, the soft grass below brushed against my arms and legs and the wind curled over me, and at this moment I felt like I was in heaven. I turned my head to the person next to me, a blue haired, blue eyed, tanned skin man. He was gorgeous. Handsome even. And as my heart pounded out his name, my hand reached for him. Wanting to feel how his sun kissed skin felt below mine. I caressed his cheek. It felt intimate, but confusion swept over me as I couldn't put anything to what his skin felt like.
He rolled over to look at me, a small but growing smirk lining his lips. I wanted to feel them with mine. So I leaned forward, testing to see if he'd go for mine like I wished to go for his. He didn't move back, or even showed any sign that if I did kiss him he'd fight. So I inched closer again. Now, when I thought I'd feel his breath on my lips, I didn't. But I was close enough. Once again confused, I tested to see if I could feel any of him. Our lips locked, and sparks flew. My heart raced in my chest, drumming in my ears. Lips moved in rhythm and tongues collided. But why couldn't I feel any of this?
I moved away from him. A worried expression took on his features as mine shone in his eyes to be confused. And I was. Why couldn't I feel anything that I wanted to? I could feel the grass, the wind, the sun, but this man I could not feel. And it irritated me so! Why couldn't I?
"Hinamori Amu!" A great thud woke me from my dream. I shot up in my seat. A large dictionary rested on my desk close to where my head once was, and an angry teacher stood before me. "Maybe you should stop sleeping in class with a grin on your face and focus on school." A blush swept my face. Oh god, I'd been sleeping in school! In a class room surrounded by other people having a dream about... Who? My mind told me that logic said "Tadase," but my heart whispered, "No, someone else you hold deer."
Who was it that I dreamt about? That I wanted so badly to feel and kiss?
After class Rima came up to me, a questioning look in her eyes but I knew she wouldn't ask until we were somewhere secluded. We did find that one spot, under a nice big tree. It was after school now and all the students that weren't attending their extracurricular activities had vacated the campus.
"I had this dream," I began, feeling not only the sun on my skin but Rima's doe-like eyes shooting me with a questioning look. "I was laying in the grass with someone, and it was a nice feeling, but when I tried to... explore this person, I couldn't feel anything."
"What do you mean you couldn't feel anything?" I was glad she didn't ask about the exploring part, but I'm sure that'd come later.
"When I tried to touch him, I couldn't feel how his skin felt on mine. It irritated me, so I tried something else, and I still couldn't feel him. And I still don't understand why I couldn't. And what makes it worse is I have no clue who it was. I'm trying to tell myself it was Tadase, but I wouldn't set up a scene like that up in my head with him because laying on grass, taking a nap under the sun. It just doesn't seem like him. If I had a dream about him it'd be in a nice little cafe."
"Was it Nagihiko, Kukai, or Kairi? Or another boy you know?" I'm glad she hadn't started the "Haha you fell asleep in class dreaming about boys" thing.
"I don't think so. Something tells me blue." I thought about this. Blue. Blue. I had no clue.
"Blue?" Rima thought as well. A beep came from her pocket and as she pulled out her phone like she'd done days and weeks and months before, her mother or father was here at the school telling her to hurry it up. "I'm sorry, Amu, but I have to go." We exchanged smiles and she ran off towards the normal area her parents picked her up.
Sighing, I parted way with my slightly helpful but unhelpful friend. The park came into view after some time of walking. The sun just begged me to go lay in the grass, the warmth kissing my skin in such a way. Smiling, I thought that'd be a great idea. My parents weren't expecting me home any time soon.
I found the perfect resting place and rested against the cool grass. Water from the fountain became the only music. The lack of wind made the sun's heat seem all that more intense, the grass lightly kissing my skin sending small tickles through my senses.
"Ah, this is so nice," I told myself. Eyes closed, legs crossed, and arms behind my head as a cushion. Life is beautiful and nothing is wrong.
"Yeah," came a response I wasn't expecting. That voice, I knew that voice.
"I-Ikuto?" I rolled onto my side to examine my unexpected guest. He wasn't too far from where I lay and was mimicking how I was laying down. Arms behind head, eyes closed, and legs crossed. "When did you get here?"
"Just a moment ago. Saw you laying here and thought that maybe I've been somewhat of an influence on you."
I didn't answer with anything, instead I was in my own little mind. Why had his words sparked the memory of my dream earlier? It was like a countdown in my head. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.
"You!" I yelled, shifting so now I was on my knees sitting right next to him.
Lazily, he opened one eye to examine my freakout. "And what about me?" He asked.
I couldn't believe I had a dream like that about Ikuto! "You," I repeated. He raised an eyebrow at my constant demand that didn't seem to have any meaning behind it.
"Yes," he said a little irritated but also amused. "What about me?"
An instant blush covered my cheeks. How could I explain to Ikuto that I'd had a dream about him in class with a stupid grin on my face? Not only that, but how could I explain that need in the dream? The wanting to feel him, and being aggravated that I couldn't so I attacked him with a kiss? No way would I be able to get away from his teasing if I did tell him.
"Close your eyes," my voice was a feeble whisper and after a cautious look from Ikuto, he finally closed his eyes.
Was the reason I couldn't feel him in my dream because I'd never actually felt his skin or lips? Now, as I hovered over him I wanted so bad to touch him, feel his tanned warm skin under mind. I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth as I bit onto it. Was this beyond our friendship? What I wanted to do, would he feel uncomfortable and push me away? Did he possibly want this like I did?
I didn't even notice my hand moving closer to his cheek until he tensed under my fingers, lightly running down his jaw. I waited a moment after he relaxed before I continued my scavenger hunt on his skin. I wondered for a moment why he tensed. Was he not used to being touched? Or was it that he was surprised by her?
My hand moved down from his face, to his neck then torso. Under my fingers his mussels twitched at the light touches I gave. From top to bottom, I felt his chest and stomach. I ran my hands back up, moving to his shoulders, paused a moment, then pulled away. I wanted to kiss him. One of his eyes opened, gazing at my flushed face cautiously.
"Why'd you stop?" It wasn't the question I was expecting though I'm sure he'd ask me later about it.
Instead of answering this question, I told him something else. "I fell asleep in class today," I began, a deep blush quickly becoming shades deeper as I went on. "You were in it." An eyebrow rose over his now fully open eyes with his full attention on me. I bit my bottom lip again.
"Hmm," He hummed. "So you had a dream about me." Instant blush worthy if I wasn't already doing so.
"I-I-I never said it was about you, j-just you were in it!" I protested. Slowly he smirked, which soon became full out chuckling. "W-what?"
"You had a dream about me while you were in class," he stated the obvious. "I bet you were grinning like a pervert too." Shock filled my expression. He clearly read it as, "how did you know?" Again he let a chuckle pass through his lips.
"I'm going home," I practically yelled as I stood, turned away from the handsome blue haired man, and promptly started walking away. It wasn't long before his footsteps drew in line with my own. "Why are you following me pervert?"
He chuckled again at some unknown joke. "I want to hear about this dream of yours. Since I was one of the main characters, I'm sure, I have all right to know." My eyes fell on him in curiosity. "And why it got you all touchy-feely."
Just as my face had cooled he just had to make me blush again.
