Insomnia

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

His voice hit me like a wave.

I couldn't blink. I could feel my eyes burning.

We stood like that for what seemed an eternity, him staring at me, his face blank, and me standing there, paralyzed.

Then he spoke again.

"Why do you always watch me?"

The question weighed down the air, and all I could think was, He'sLookingAtMeHe'sLookingAtMeHe'sLookingAtMeHe'sLookingAtMeHe'sLookingAtMe.

The boy I had only ever thought about was now a solid reality to me. He had just stepped across the line and was part of my existence, if only for a moment.

His eyes narrowed and he stepped closer.

"Well?" His voice was angry this time.

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words would come.

How could I explain myself, anyway? I watched him in the beginning because he had insomnia. I continued to watch him because he was different than the others here. I couldn't stop watching him because I wanted to know him.

All I could do was shake my head.

I didn't know what to say.

He stepped closer then.

I stepped back. My instincts took over and made me move away from him.

He scared me. My heart was racing, and my knees shaking. I was a pathetic rat, and he a savage lion.

He began walking towards me, a slow and steady gait, so sure of himself. Every step he took forward, I took backward. It was almost like a dance. Our feet moved correspondingly, reacting with each other, and as the pace quickened so did my heart. His smile grew into a manic grin and I saw his teeth.

They were very white, and very very sharp.

Then I hit a wall.

Before I could react his hands were on either side of my face, and I was completely trapped.

My breath caught in my throat and all I could do was look into those deep eyes. All I could see was blood lust.

He was so close...

I could feel his breath across my face and it made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. It was cool and dry, and smelled of nothing.

I bit my lip instinctively.

"Who the fuck are you, anyway?" His voice was cold and emotionless again. That's what really scared me the most. It was almost like he wasn't even human... just some heartless creature that fed on the fear of others.

I was able to whimper out my name through my sticky throat.

"S-sakura."

My small scratchy voice hung in the air between us for a moment.

Then he leaned in even closer.

Our noses were almost touching.

"Well, Sakura,"he said my name as though it tasted bad. "What do you want from me?"

My voice was a whisper.

"I don't want anything from you."

He clenched his fists against the wall, and I could see the muscles in his arms go taught.

He was strong.

When I looked back at his face his eyes were closed. He spoke quiet and slow.

"Then why do you watch me every single fucking day?"

His piercing eyes opened and took my breath away again.

I knew I should start talking.

Now.

"Well," I began shakily, "I- I just noticed, when you came here, that you, um, have those dark circles, you know, and I just thought... well, I mean, I figured, you might maybe have insomnia..."

I wanted to die then.

I was babbling! Like a stupid school girl! When I was in danger!

What was wrong with me?!

"Hn." was all he said.

I stormed my brain frantically, trying to think of what to say next.

I swallowed hard, and closed my eyes. I had nothing. I didn't know what to do. All I could do now was wait.

"You have insomnia, don't you?" His voice was a silky whisper in my ear, and it sent shivers down my back.

I nodded my head slightly and looked at him. He had a strange look on his face. It was almost... sympathetic.

I blinked and looked at him for a long time. He was several inches taller than me, and had to lean down to be so close. His eyes were closed again, and he was breathing sort of heavy.

Without thinking I reached up and stroked the top of his eyelid, where it was the darkest black. His skin was so cold and smooth, like stone.

The next thing I knew my head snapped to the side and my face was numb.

I blinked quickly and looked at him. His face was livid.

"I-I'm sorry!" I said quickly. "I just-"

His angry voice cut me off.

"Don't. Ever. Touch. Me."

I held my breath and nodded my head.

My cheek was throbbing now.

He stepped back a few steps, but kept his eyes on mine. After a few seconds, he turned smoothly and walked away. I let my breath out finally and let the wall support me.

A tear slide out of the corner of my eye.

It felt so strange to cry again.

Authors Note: Okay, so I am really really really sorry! I know this chapter is short, and has taken like forever to get out, but I just was getting stuck a lot. I didn't want to make anyone too OOC, and I hope I did a good job with them. Anyway, thanks sooo so much for reviewing everyone! I really appreciate it. I think from here on the story will be updated more, and might be moving more smoothly, so please bear with me right now. Thanks so much, R&R :)