Star Shadow: We did it! We got to 40 reviews! ::throws confetti::

Dark Stratos: It's finally here! But we do have something to say.

Both: Thank You!!!

Star Shadow: We er… worded our stuff wrong in the authors notes… and it took someone actually mentioning it in a review for us to notice.

Dark Stratos: So special thanks to Annoyed Friend for mentioning that. We'll make sure to be clearer in future statements.

Star Shadow: Did you know that while we were waiting to hit 40 reviews, We lost this chapter three different times.

Dark Stratos: And we ripped it… re-did it… ect…

Star Shadow: Yeah… it was pretty sad… And ya wanna know what else is sad?

Dark Stratos: We lost the stupid thing again, so we're now typing this thing from memory.

Star Shadow: Er… Wish us luck?

Disclaimer: ::runs in circles:: WEEEE!!!!!! I'ma fairy princess! To bad I don't own anything. I am the fairy princess of absolutely nothing!

The Journal

Chapter Seven

The Dream

Seifer's exhaustion was almost too much for his body to take, and mental strain pushed at him from every angel with unanswered questions that needed what he couldn't give them. He felt old as he lay on his bed, sorting through his muddled mind. Nothing seemed to make sense. It was now that he didn't want to move, now that he didn't want to sleep, now that he wanted nothing. It was now that he wanted oblivion.

Sleep was all he got as it took over his ravaged mind and body, the body that felt oddly empty again. His sleep was however, far from restful. Images of a girl flashed through his mind with almost too much clarity to be considered a dream. The dream was more like flashes of a distant past, and she was the star of these haunting glances. The girl who had been perched on the railing of the fountain was before his eyes again and again.

In every glimpse that came to him, she turned towards him, looked up at him, or glanced at him. This happened always before the image was taken from him in a split second. Always, one word came from her mouth. "Trinh!" came at him with flashes of near blinding light as more images came to view. It was, to him, overwhelming.

The images stopped abruptly and all he could see was the lower half of a face that looked as pale as ice. It grinned almost menacingly. The word was incredibly slow as it left those lips. A low buzzing sound accompanied the word. "Seifer." The sound quickly reached it's zenith, leaving him near deaf before he woke with a start, sweating cold sweat and panting as though he had just run for miles. As he remembered what he had seen he could only think of one way to possibly explain how clear the images had been. It had to have been a memory of some sort.

The last though, the last image, sent chills down his spine. Unconsciously, he had clutched the sheet to his chest. After managing to loosen a hand he brought it to push the hair from his face, but he left his hand at his hair line. He now wanted to know only one thing: What just happened?

Seifer was almost surprised to find himself reaching for the journal. He wasn't sure why he thought an answer would await him there. He noticed that something seemed different now. Something about this entry seemed sadder.

I met a guy today. He was quiet in a 'leave me alone or die' sort of way. The strange thing was that he doesn't wear black or look punk or gothic, but somehow, he was five times more intimidating. He's my friend Ren's friend, and his name is Trinh. I don't think he likes me at all. It's almost like he hates me.

He stopped reading for a moment to digest what he had just read. Taking a deep breath he forced himself to continue. She knew Trinh.

I'm not sure if he's always like that, but even though he was glaring at everyone, I felt scared. I wasn't scared like I was of my dad, this was a different kind of fear. Now, I'm not even sure why I was scared in the first place.

He's really tall and really skinny to. He's got gray-green eyes and dusty blond hair. At one point I almost wanted to hug him and tell him that whatever he seemed angry about would be okay, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. This is the first time something like this has happened and it only makes me with that I had been braver. I guess that's all I really needed to get out.

Rachel Coley

Although he had been searching for an answer, all he could do was close the notebook thinking that was all he needed. He closed his eyes again and saw an image of the girl bathed in sunlight before he drifted into a peaceful slumber where he wasn't bombarded with more questions that his mind deemed unanswerable.

Star Shadow: ::yawns:: I think that's it. Sheesh! I'm tired…

Dark Stratos: ::puts a blanket on her shoulders:: Well, that was a lot for you to remember considering how long it took to get where we wanted to go.

Star Shadow: ::looks up sounding childish:: I'ma go nappy now?

Dark Stratos: ::actually smiles:: Sure. You go nappy now.

Star Shadow: ::nods off in her typing chair::

Dark Stratos: ::whispering:: Okay, we want to hit over the 50 review mark so people will look at this and think, "Wow… That's getting a lot of reviews! Let's read it too." It gives us inspiration. So PLEASE, read and review, and it you're a first time reader, go back and review all the chapters. It makes Star really excited, even more so that when she just gets one big review.

Star Shadow: ::mumbles something unintelligibly::

Dark Stratos: ::still whispering:: That's all for now. Remember 'READ AND REVIEW'! we also like it when people give us ideas. It's hard to come up with how to get to the end of the fic. And for some odd reason out squiggly lines and asterix's aren't showing up in the prieviews. It this happeneing to anyone else when they write?