Seiya jerked awake, sweat clinging to his forehead as he brought a hand to rub his now-pounding head. He had the same dream again; it seemed to be haunting him lately when he should be enjoying himself.  After all he had returned all the way to Earth. Years had passed since the final showdown with Galaxia, Kinmoku was back to normal now, but it still seemed like he left a part of his soul here. A small part of him felt odd being in male form once more; he hadn't done this since Yaten, and Taiki and he were searching for their princess. A small smirk crossed his features, sometimes he almost enjoyed being this way. He rose from the chair he had been sitting in before he fell asleep. From the window of his apartment, he looked out at the city; this is where they had stayed when they were here as the Three Lights. He briefly considered making a "comeback" as a single singer. He could call himself "The Light," he mused for a moment before his thoughts were interrupted when he glanced at the time.

"Oi, I'm going to be late," he mumbled to himself before rushing to gather his things and running out the door. He was hoping to meet up with Usagi as she got out of school. He wanted to surprise her – to see that look on her face when she saw him. The mere thought brought warmth to his heart.

He went out of his way to avoid crowds of people.  He wasn't sure if anyone would notice him; he didn't really want to have lots of fans clinging to his leg or trying to undress him like the last time he was on Earth. When he reached the school he let out a small sigh; he was on time.  He only hoped that Usagi hadn't left early for any reason, though knowing her she probably had to stay after class for being late or something to that nature. He chuckled to himself; she was so full of life, so free. He loved every bit about her. He moved along the side of the building to wait in the shadows until she appeared. He would be out of view to most of the public but still able to see well enough while he waited for her to show.

Time seemed to pass slowly even though it was only minutes before she emerged. She was smiling happily and speaking to Minako and Ami, though he couldn't hear what they were saying from there. He watched as she spoke more and then waved as they parted their ways.  He thought that was slightly odd; didn't they usually walk home together? He brushed that aside for now and a grin replaced his stock emotions. When she stepped past where he was standing he moved forward behind her.

"Odango?" He spoke softly but still load enough for her to hear.

She stopped. "Mamo-chan?" She turned around expecting to see the tall man, but what she got was completely different. She stared for a few seconds before realization hit her. "SEIYA!" She called out before practically glomping him. He had to brace himself to keep from falling over from the force of her clinging. "When did you get here?! Why are you here?! It's so good to see you again! Are Taiki and Yaten with you also?" She bombarded him with questions, stopping only when another thought came to mind. She backed away and looked in his eyes. "Something didn't happen to Kakyuu did it? Is she all right?!"

"Whoa, calm down, Odango." He brought up both hands. She hadn't changed a bit, which was good; he didn't want her to. "Nothing has happened, I'm just.... on vacation." He smiled.  That was partly true. The Princess had given him permission to return to Earth for a small time. To be completely honest though, he was really here to see Usagi, to feel her light again. Just the sight of her made all the disturbing dreams he had before vanish from memory.

Her facial expression changed back to that of happiness. "Good! I wouldn't want anything to go bad again!" She smiled at him. "Oh, where are Yaten and Taiki? Didn't they come with you?"

"No... they are staying back on Kinmoku with Princess Kakyuu. Maybe they'll come next time."

"Oh, I hope so. I would like to see everyone again, and so would the others. I know Ami especially misses Taiki, though she won't really admit it." She put up her finger to her face, pondering for a moment. "We'll have to get together and do something. Oooh, we could go get ice cream, they just opened up this new place and... now I'm hungry." She almost giggled and looked back to Seiya, who was just smiling at her.

"How about now?"

"What?" She blinked at him.

"Now, how about we do something now?" A small sweat drop clung to the side of his face.

"Sure!" She said excitedly. She hadn't seen him in so long; this was like having a reunion. She paused after a few moments and shook her head. "Wait.... we can't. I'm meeting Mamoru at the park. You are welcome to come though... I'm sure Mamoru won't mind..."she said reassuringly.

Seiya feigned a smile as he heard her words. Ah yes, Mamoru, her boyfriend, the one who was taking care of her. He always knew that they could never be together, but still a small part of him refused to admit to it. "No, no, you should be with him. We'll do something tomorrow."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"Okay. It was great seeing you again, Seiya-san! I better go before I'm late... again." She put a hand to the back of her head and laughed a bit. "You should say 'hi' to the others while you're here too. Bye!" She waved to him before running off.

He just watched her leave. He couldn't compete with Mamoru. They were practically destined to be and there was nothing he could do about it. Maybe this was what his dreams meant the whole time. Then again, what did the fallen angel mean? He really needed to stop thinking about things; they were just confusing him more and more. Why did he even bother to come back? More importantly why couldn't he just get it through his thick skull that she would never be his? A long sigh escaped his lungs. He would just have to do something and get his mind onto something else.

A small music studio transformed into his salvation from the world when he stumbled upon it while wandering the streets of Juuban. The owner of it, an odd little man, was quite nice and allowed him to use it for a while. He even remembered the Three Lights and their music; the conversation seemed to lift Seiya's spirits even if it was only for a small while. So there he sat in a chair brushing his fingers gently against the strings of a guitar. He always enjoyed music; singing, playing, anything similar. The sounds carried such meaning and allowed him to be free. Maybe he hoped to gain a sort of understanding that only the music could provide. So far he found nothing, yet he still felt at ease.

You are a fool, Seiya. A pathetic fool.

He snapped back to attention.  His mind was playing odd tricks on him again. He had lost himself in the music and wasn't even sure how long he had been sitting there. He was really stiff from being in the same position for so long, however. He reached down to rub his leg, letting the blood flow though it.

"Hey, are you all right?" The male voice took his attention from his sore muscles and over to the door, it was the owner of the studio – a short man with dark hair, rather old. Seiya could only hope that he wouldn't look like that when he was older. He smirked to himself.  Well, if he was on Kinmoku he would look like an old woman then.

"I'm fine, a lot has just been on my mind lately." Seiya set the guitar down beside the chair.

"Ah, I know that all too well.  You seem like a man whose life has been full of many things both good and bad."

Seiya looked at him oddly. "I suppose you're right."

"I'm always right, or so my wife would say." He smiled. "So, you do like music.  You are quite passionate about it I see."

"How can you tell?"

"I could hear it from the other room. Thin walls." He tapped on the surface of a nearby wall. "I should really sound proof this place one of these days." He smiled again. "Your notes drifted through the walls, the way they were played. Only someone who loved the music could do it that way. No one else could even come close, no matter how good they are at faking it."

Seiya sat back in the chair and regarded him. "You seem to know a lot."

"No, I just pretend." The man laughed. "But I do know a few things. You, my boy, are sad. I'm not sure why, but you are."

"It's that obvious?"

"Not from just looking at you, but I could hear it in your music."

"I suppose so."

The man walked over, pulling over a chair with his steps. He sat down beside Seiya and, even while they were both seated, the former member of the Three Lights was still taller. "So, tell me, what's bothering you? It's a girl isn't it?"

Seiya almost fell out of his chair. Who was this guy? He knew far too much and it was starting to disturb him. "Well, um, in a sense, but not really." He mumbled his words, not sure of really what to say.

"If 'not really' a girl, then what?" He arched an eyebrow.

"I've been having odd dreams, but I'm not sure what they mean." Seiya finally admitted, trying to avoid the whole girl subject. He didn't really want to talk about Usagi right now.

"Ahhh, dreams; visions into our inner souls. Some say that dreams are the way we can see pictures of the past and future."

"Really?"

"No, I just made that up."

Seiya let out a small laugh. "I do wish I knew what they meant."

"Well, what happens in them? Does the girl run away from you?"

"No, no! If it was only that simple, I could at least understand what that means." He sighed. "I see darkness, everywhere, and it's about to consume me, but then a figure appears. I know the figure is going to help me, but it's so hard to reach it. I can't seem to move."

"What kind of figure is it?"

"I think it's an angel. I don't know why, but that's just the feeling I've always had every time I have the dream."

"An angel, eh? That isn't so bad."

"But, I also feel like it's a fallen angel, a being I shouldn't go near." Seiya looked over at him. "You think I'm crazy don't you?"

"If I was a psychologist I would tell you that you are suffering from some sort of delusion and give you some over-priced medication, but since I'm not I'll tell you this – I don't know what this dream means and who your angel is, but I wouldn't give up. Something bad may happen, something horrible, but even if it does you'll always have a way out even if it doesn't seem like the way you should go.  Even if everything you've always known has told you to not go that way, remember to search to your heart and it'll give you the correct answer no matter what your mind or instincts tell you."

Seiya just sat there.  If he wasn't sure what to say before, he really wasn't sure now. He somehow believed what the man said.  Even if it was strange it still seemed to make sense. Maybe they were just both crazy, but he did give Seiya some sort of hope, something to hold onto for the time being. Things were starting to look up.

"With that, I'll leave you for now.  Turn off the lights when you're done." The man made a gesture as if tipping his hat, even though he wasn't even wearing one, and then turned and walked out.

Seiya was brought back to reality by the words. "Wait, I don't even know your name!" he called out, but the man had already left. How odd, he hadn't even remembered to ask his name, nor did the man ask for his. Strange beings these Earthlings were. He still didn't understand a lot about their cultures.

He settled back down in the chair. He wondered about Usagi. Was she still with Mamoru? Was she talking about him? At least thinking about him? He threw his arms up before smacking himself on the forehead. He was doing it again, thinking about her too. She was probably too busy with Mamoru to even remember that he was here. She loved Mamoru so much; Seiya knew that.  He refused to admit it, but he knew it nevertheless.  He should have just stayed on Kinmoku.