Mata POT Ryosaku!! Yoroshiku ne!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own no nothing, really!

Summary: Sakuno-centric fic, see her Change into more than the shy little girl she is. Ryosaku … eventually ……

A/N: I luuuuv Ryosaku, but Sakuno's weak character often leaves me gritting my teeth with impatience …. Why can't she be stronger, etc. Sigh, juz trying to justify the poor girl, and to give her a happy ending smilez

A/N 2 : (after actually starting to type) er… suddenly I dunno where this is going … but I m still going to try very hard to bring it back to the scene I first thought of ….. be patient with me ne!

Eto, whole sentences in italics are thoughts/dreams

Sorede, atashi nihongo no tsukau koto ga daisuki dakara, you might see a lot of it in the following text …

Chapter One

She was in a dark and narrow place. She felt the need to leave this place as soon as possible; the feeling was as real as the fear eating away at her heart.

She reached out, seeking the relative security of feeling solid wall under her touch. It was cold and rough, hardly comforting qualities, but at least it afforded her a better sense of direction and of being.

It was so dark, she couldn't even see her own hands, much less where she was going.

Her heart was pounding away, the pressure in her chest was building, building, building ….

"Ikanai, I must find a way to get out of here! I must keep calm, I must think!"

But it was so difficult to. Her mind was a blank, mere darkness just like what was before her eyes. It took all she had to support herself in an upright position, for it was so much easier to curl up and close her mind from the unrelenting darkness. She was at that moment infinitely grateful for having the wall to lean against.

She didn't know what was beyond the darkness, and she was only assuming that there was anything out there besides her.

Cold, it was so cold. She shivered. It felt like there was an icy finger trailing her spine, and as the sharp cold rose into her skull, she felt, rather than saw, a burst of light, which nevertheless left her blinking her eyes rapidly.

It may have been a trick of light, but she could still see quite clearly the remnant outline of a door ahead of her, illuminated for a mere instant by the unknown light source.

Hope flared, turning into warmth that was slowly seeping into her body. She commanded her knees to stop knocking together and slowly leaned away from the wall. Keeping her right hand trailing along the rough surface, she placed first one foot then the other in the direction of that door.

"A little more, just a little more." She could no longer see the door, and could only hope that she was headed in the right direction.

YES! She drew up when her foot hit something in its path. Reaching out with her free hand, her fingers encountered a smooth surface, cool and unyielding under her touch.

"I hope this is the door," she searched along that smooth surface, and felt a narrow gap before encountering the rough surface that she could identify as the wall. The gap was very narrow, she tried to pry at it with her fingertips but wasn't successful.

"Handle. Where's the door handle?" She was assailed by a sense of urgency.

Slowly trailing her fingers back across the smooth surface at about chest level, she came upon bar-shaped cold steel a little way to her left. Grasping the unyielding material tightly in her left hand, she tried to push it down. She felt the bar giving way, but got stuck after a little way. She reluctantly relinquished the security of the wall on her right and, grasping the handle in both hands, lent her body weight into the effort.

The bar turned with a sharp creaking which traveled up her arms and shook her body. Finally there was the door swinging outwards smoothly and rather quickly, revealing a blinding light. Her eyes closed against the offending brightness, she was pulled forward by momentum, and suddenly found the floor gone from under her feet.

She tried to scream, but couldn't do so in time …..

A/N: Ooookay … here's the deal: I have started on this with a very vague idea of a sweet ending (Ryosaku, of course) … and the scene is written down elsewhere in case I forget it … so then I started writing all the stuff that's supposed to come Before the sweet scene, and suddenly the entire story just got away from me …. Now I m stuck in the middle of nowhere and need someone to kick my butt to continue …. So I m just gonna put whatever I already have up on ffnet, minna, pls come and Kick My Ass ….

And … actually after spending , like, 2 weeks on the dreams scenes (there are at least 2 more) I decided they are just making the story toooo long …. Then agn, 2 weeks of typing and thinking and typing again… I feel terrible to throw it out just like that –sad- It's still me baby …..