A/N: Thanks to JO who pointed out that not all people with XP aren't able to walk in the daylight ^^;; In the book I read about it, the poor guy who suffered from it couldn't walk outside during the day, but apparently some can. Thanks JO for your info…care to leave me your email address the next time you review? I would be glad if you did, because in that way I know whom I can ask when I'm stuck about details.
Chapter 2: Lonely Dreams
Finally, Haruka returned home from her shift, totally tired out. Aside the two meetings with Michiru, she had spent the night alone, wandering through Daisuka, totally bored. Sighing, the blonde let herself falling down on the couch and looked at her alarm clock: four in the morning. Haruka sighed once more, this time heavier, and rose from the couch, only to walk into her bedroom and fall down on the bed again. She quickly undressed, crawled under the covers and soon fell asleep.
Michiru entered her house, locked the door behind her – although Daisuka was a quiet town, Michiru always locked her door, since bored teens sometimes got the idea to enter her house during the day to find out if she slept in a coffin – and hung the key on it's hook, next to the door. Letting out a sigh (A/N: They both seem to do that pretty often, huh? O_o), Michiru wandered over into the kitchen to help herself to a cup of tea before going to bed. Patiently, the aqua haired girl waited until her drink was finished, then carefully picked the cup up, since she didn't want any of the liquid to fall on her precious carpet, and walked over in the bedroom, on her way picking up the book she was currently reading. She made herself comfortable in the huge bed she owned, leaning against two pillows while reading her book and drinking her tea. Reading, however, seemed to be a difficult task that night; the words of the story were constantly overlapped with Harukas image, and the blondes deep, rich voice echoed in her mind over and over again, sometimes mixed up with the words of other town inhabitants. "I prefer to know people before I judge them." "They are beautiful, aren't they?" "In the house over there lives a vampire, be careful at night." "Oh, that's just the freak…" "Beautiful…freak…vampire…prefer to know…" Michiru closed her book, realizing that she wouldn't be able to read anymore tonight. Instead, she pulled the pillow down and let herself fall on her back, closing her eyes in the process. "Haruka." She spoke into the silent room, already regretting that she had sent the blonde away some hours before. It surely would've been nice to talk to her, after all, they were the only people that wandered around at night…Michiru rolled on her stomach, soon found this uncomfortable and rolled on her back again. She shouldn't be able to find sleep for hours.
"Hands up, I said! Put that gun down!" BANG! BANG! The sudden pain that swept through her body, the blood that splashed to the ground, and the grin of him… Haruka jerked up and practically sat upright in her bed, wide-eyed, sweat running down her cheeks. She stared around, looking for a man who wasn't there, who was long dead, while her right arm unconsciously came up and started to rub her rib area. "Just a dream." She mumbled to herself. "It was just a dream…" Shaking her head, the blonde sighed. No. Not a dream, but a memory. The memory for her reason of leaving Tokyo. After she had been shot by a burglar she had surprised during her night shift, the blonde had found the city way to dangerous and had moved away…but the dreams had refused to leave and had accompanied her, tormenting her every time she went to sleep. Haruka stared down, her eyes glued to the scar that showed where the bullet had hit: right between the third and fourth left rib. Haruka unconsciously ran her hand over the spot while she laid down again, but after a short while, she knew that she wouldn't be able to sleep anymore. Which was bad, because if she didn't sleep now, she would be tired at her shift. "Well, coffee will have to do." She spoke out loud while getting up. "I need to go shopping anyway." And with that, the blonde got dressed, found her wallet after a pretty long period of searching in a place where it had absolutely nothing to do, and walked off to the store.