Moonlit Dreams
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except Cesaryan and the poetry.
(Chapter 3: We Finally Meet)
PG-13
"My name is Makoto."
The stranger's eyes glistened, "What a beautiful name."
Makoto blushed, "Arigotou."
The stranger smiled, "Hmm, I am so glad to have a name to call you now."
"What is your name?" Makoto asked.
"I can't tell you just yet." The stranger retorted.
"Then can I give you a nickname?" Makoto wondered curiously.
"Sure." The stranger gave in.
Makoto's lips curved into a smile, "Hmm, what should I call you?... Well you are always saving me and watching over me kind of like a hero....That's what I'll call you! Hero!"
"I like that."
*Don't let the feelings show
Because you have the doubt you already know
It destroys senses and blinds
Don't let the lie of love keep you behind.*
"What I am to do?" Makoto asked herself after the dream ended.
Makoto's mother had finally been diagnosed.. It was a quick death.. She never saw it coming. Makoto knew that she shouldn't cry over it, she had to mature and become stronger somehow. Makoto sighed and buried her face in her hands..'Why am I letting all these visions when I can't do anything about them?'
She shifted her weight on the hard bed. She soon found it uncomfortable, and rose to her computer desk. Makoto signed online, and went into a chatroom entitled "Lost Dreamers". Her eyes widened as she saw what the people were talking about.
KeeperOfDreamz: The stranger said he was there to watch over me.
Tried2LetGo: Really? The same thing happened in mine!
MaidenOfShatteredDreamz: You guys had the same dream as me.
KeeperOfDreamz: What is your name?
MaidenOfShatteredDreamz: Makoto
Tried2LetGo: I guess there are more "gifted" people in the world.
Makoto signed off. That was all the information she needed. 'So there are more than just me.' She needed to do more research on dreams, so Makoto headed to the public library. It was about five minutes from her house, which is handy for a school project. The library was empty. Nobody was ever here on a weekend, with the exception of Ami.
*You're closer to the truth than ever before
You've let out the answer and opened a door
But the knowledge itself drove you insane
You've set your own trap so don't complain.*
There were so many books, she didn't know where to start. Demo the first book she came upon was "Watcher Of The Dreamers". It took Makoto about two hours to finish reading it. There was so much depth in the book, and it explained the theory on "gifted" people having people that watch over them called watchers. 'Not mine, I call mine Hero.'
Makoto yawned, then looked up from her book. She dropped the book and her jaw also, when she realized who she was looking at.
"Hero!" Makoto screamed, jumping into his arms.
Hero hugged her back, smiling, "I promised you didn't I?"
Makoto grinned, "Yes, you did."
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Cesaryan was watching and had enough of Makoto. Jealousy fueled her anger until now, when it was out of control. 'I will torture her in her dreams until she dies!'
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"You want me to show you my house?" Hero asked, smiling widely.
Makoto took the gesture, "Of course."
Hero threw his arm around her, and the pieces to the puzzle seemed to fit together. Her mind was no longer wandering, but in place and focused. His house... Was gorgeous.. It was a brick house, one story... It reminded her of a little cottage.
"Now I have to take you back." Hero stated in a monotone voice.
Makoto's eyebrow's cocked in confusion, "Take me back? I haven't seen the inside."
"You will promise, when the time is right."
Hero led Makoto back to her own house, and kissed her good-bye. The kiss felt more real and passionate than the ones in the dream. Makoto rushed upstairs to her room.. She knew why he had brought her home.. He wanted her to dream.. And dream she would....
*Dream my child; drown out the day
Do you think that's gonna keep all your problems away
What about nightmares; what about sin
What about wanting to wake up again.*
The dream world this time was frigid.. It was so cold, Makoto could feel her body start to seriously shiver..
"Hero!!.....Hero!!" Makoto called into the frigid weather.
"Hey Makoto, how are you?" He said as he kissed her forehead.
He noticed her lips were turning blue, and her skin becoming paler by the minute. So, he gave her his jacket, and wrapped his arms around her.
"T...T...T..Thank.. Y..You" Makoto shivered.
Makoto didn't quite understand the dream world. Every time she would go there, it would be different. Now it was cold, and icecicles were everywhere. Hero was about to tell her to wake up when they heard a laugh in the distance.
"Hahahaha!! Now I have you both in my grasp!"
Makoto and Hero turned to see Cesaryan.. A blonde with hair down to her hips, a dressing-like-a-prostitute style, and forest green eyes.
"Cesaryan!" Hero yelled.
"Ha! You, I am so glad to see you again for one last time.. I can't believe you left me for her!" Caseryan pointed a finger at Makoto. "Now you will die and so will she!"
Caseryan shot a soul blaster straight through Hero.. It took his soul, and Hero fell into Makoto's arms.
"Nooooo!!!" She wailed.
Makoto woke up from the dream, and ran to Hero's house.. He was nowhere to be found.
*Imprisoned and in steel I'm bound
I was always lost and will never be found
Someday you'll be just like me
If you let in a feeling of gaiety.*
'Where are you Hero? Did what happen in the dream already happen to you, or was it just a stupid dream? And why does all this have to happen on the day we meet?'
Hiya! I bet you're glad you know who the girl is now right? I knew it! Hehehehehe! I am already writing on the next chapter cause I'm so into this story... But I think next chapter may be the last... Yep it is...... Sorry for all you out there that wanted it longer! C ya!!