AN: Guess what y'all. Are ya ready? I had like almost all of this fic finished . . . and the disk doesn't work! GAH! So . . . I rewrote it. Sorry its taken forever and a year.

Oh and this fic is based on REWIND by William Sleator. Points to Clara for pointing that out. Go Clara! Yay! Someone likes the books I like. And if you haven't read REWIND, well, its an AMAZING book. Totally makes you think about the afterlife and stuff (which is saying something since thinking is one of the last things I do).

Kuki turned in her sleep, nightmares of dead body's clouding her mind. Just as she was about to reveil the face of the dead kid, she woke up in a cold sweat. A pair of deep green eyes stared at her from above.

"Oh my God!" She shrieked. "Numbuh 4, what're you doing in here? Jeez, you can't just sneak into someone's room like that. What is it?"

His eyes were wide and his skin was as white as a corpse. He didn't understand himself why he had snuck into the Asian's room. "Um," He stuttered, "I, er, I forgot, um, to, er, tell you good night last night so, er, goodnight."

She glanced at her alarm clock. "Wally, its five freakin' thirty. Don't you think its a little early to be telling me goodnight? Or a little late?"

"Its never to late," Wally mentally kicked himself. Wishing her good night? What kind of a stupid thing to say was that? "Okay, actually I, er, wanted to , um, ask something."

"Oh okay!" She couldn't stay mad at him. He looked so innocent sitting on the edge of her bed. "What is it?"

"Have you ever had a dream that seems so real that you aren't sure what's real or not?" He laughed nervously. "Okay, that sounded stupid. What I meant was . . ."

"Yes," She said softly.

"Yes it sounded stupid?"

"No. Yes I've had a dream like that." it had been haunting her for nearly a week now. The bullet piercing the unidentified kid. The blood spilling from his chest. And most of all the coffin. She couldn't see the boy, but she knew he was someone important to her. Someone she cared deeply about.

Someone she loved.

But after all it was a dream. "Why do you ask?" Kuki asked.

"Well, um, I had the weirdest dream last night. But it was so real . . ." He was so confused. He didn't understand it. Had it been a dream or real? He could practically feel that booming voice when it had spoke to him. But they say that you can feel certain things in dreams.

"How weird?" Kuki asked.

"Well, I . . ." The look of concern on her face stopped him. He didn't really want to tell her. She'd just think he was a lunatic. "I dreamed I had a giant, never ending pizza. It was the greatest pizza in the history of forever!"

"That's it?" Kuki was POed. "You woke me up to tell me about a pizza?"

"Uh, yeah."

"You woke me up at 5:30 in the morning to tell me about a lousy pizza? We have school today! I'm gonna fall asleep in class because of you! Just get out. Go."

She watched him exit.

Kuki flopped back on her pillows. "What's wrong with me?" She asked herself out loud. Lately she had been unusually moody and irritable around the others. Ever since she had started having that dream.

"It's all in you head Kuki. You're probably just stressed about your English test today. OH MY GOSH! I so have to study!"

And with that, Kuki pushed the dream out of her mind to make room for an extreme cram fest.

AN: Okay, not my best chapter but I'm trying! I tryed to add a little comic relief because its going to sad (eventually). And don't worry . . . this fic does have a plot! And sorry about the OOCness, but its necessary. Well actually, its just there . . . sorry if it offends.