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Note: Eh…I've lost my original inspiration to write this fic, but I'm going to try to continue writing. Please let me know what you think and I hope you people enjoy this chapter. Sorry if there are any grammar mistakes left behind. (The new QuickEdit feature doesn't let me keep the format that I typically like to do...So if chaper layouts are too confusing, please let me know and I'll try to work something out. Sorry it took so long to get this up; I waited a while after I became frustrated with this new program.)

Chapter 3: A Warning

With a content sigh, I continue lay underneath the shade of a large oak tree with my eyes shut as the gentle breeze blows across my body and through my hair.

"Oi."

I open my eyes to see Kyou peering down at me while stretched out across a large tree branch.

"Hm?"

"You…you haven't been quite yourself lately. Anything wrong?"

"No. To me…it seems to be the other way around."

"…"

"What?"

"Nothing."

With that, he turned to where his back was lying on the branch and he'd no longer have to look at me when his eyes were open. He didn't stay there long though, because soon Yuki came walking by and sat underneath the tree a few feet away from me. I sat up as Yuki leaned back onto the tree, closing his eyes as he let out a tired sigh. I held back a yawn as I moved a little bit closer to him. He didn't open his eyes and I reached out my hand to touch his shoulder, but I pulled back as I heard,

"Kyou! Yuki! Haruuu! It's time to go! We're heading back now!"

Momiji…as loud as ever. It's no wonder why they asked him to call for us. I got up as Yuki slowly opened his eyes and stretched as he let out a short yawn. I walked off toward the house, looking forward to an afternoon nap.

I didn't really get the nap I'd hoped for. A fire within a portion of the place had everyone working to repair the damage. By the time we were done, Tohru had somehow managed to fix supper. It had been good…though I think everyone was tired enough that they would've even eaten Shigure's cooking without complaining. The sooner they finished eating, the sooner they could go to bed. I opened the door to my room to find wonderful darkness and my futon inside…but I also discovered that Yuki had managed to go to bed before me because I had managed to beautifully trip over him--surprising the both of us.

"Sorry, Yuki." I moaned as I lifted my head slowly off the floor which it had collided with.

"It's fine, just get off!" he snapped at me, apparently very displeased at being woken up. Though, I would've been just as grumpy to under the same circumstances. Without another word I climbed into my futon and let out a heavy sigh as tired muscles were relieved of some of their stress and aches. Within a matter of seconds, I fell asleep.

[Darkness…blacker than pitch.

"Beware…"

The voice came at a whisper, but it was a different voice than from before.

"Beware…"

:whisper:

"What? Who are you?"

"Don't!"

The voice became louder and held a tone of warning…and anger.

:whisper:

"You…You shall not tell!"

:whisper:

"No!"

The darkness of the world around me suddenly was patched with bright red steaks across what should've been the sky.]

"HARU!!"

My eyes flashed open in alarm and as I sat up I saw a shadow shimmer out of sight from in front of me.

"Haru…"

I turn to see Yuki in a state of shock. Blood trickles down the side of my face and drips off my chin. My eyes follow that drop to discover that I'm sitting in a puddle of blood amongst the pieces of my shredded shirt. When I looked back up at Yuki, I realized that some of my blood had splattered onto him and his futon. I also realized that his pupils were the size of a pin head and that he wasn't truly focusing on anything anymore, just mumbling as he sat there and shook slightly.

"Yuki…"

No response to my voice…What could have traumatized him like that? I'm not sure what would be the best possible thing to do in this kind of situation…but I just did the first thing that came to my mind…I embraced him in a hug.

A gasp came from him as he drew in a sharp breath, coming back to a more conscious state.

"H-haru…?"

I let go and pulled back only to discover tears trying to well up in his eyes.

"What--"

He quickly turned his back to me as he stood and walked over to the corner of the room, covering his face with a hand.

"What…did you see?"

"…I…I don't remember…"

Liar. Otherwise you wouldn't still be so upset.

"I'm going to take another bath. I suppose I should see Hatori as well…You going to be alright?"

My question got me a glare instead of an answer…and so I just shrugged and walked out the door. I was greeted with a scream and a shout or two as I walked through the living room in order to reach the bath.

"H-hatsuharu-san, are you ok!? Wh-what happened?"

"I'm fine, Tohru. I'll explain what I can later…though Yuki could say more than I can since I was asleep when this happened."

I walked past the fretting girl and proceeded to the bath.

On my way back to my room I was greeted by Hatori as he once more motioned for me to follow him. When I had taken my seat and he his, he asked me,

"Can you tell me what you know? All that you can remember of what happened?"

"Yeah…When I had gone to bed, I had tripped over Yuki. After I fell asleep I had another dream…different from the second one…which was similar to the one I told you about. Then I woke up to Yuki yelling out my name…he repeated it once more before going into a state of shock…He snapped out of it after a bit and then I went to take a bath to wash the blood off."

"Could you tell me about the dreams…or at least what you remember?"

"The second one I had may have been a repeat of the first…but I remember a lot more of it….a whispered voice while I was in a field of tall grass…she--the voice--tried to tell me about…something…but dark clouds, thunder, and lighting interrupted her. I was woken up by Momiji just before the lighting could hit me. That's all to that one…that I remember."

"Hmm."

His face darkened some but he merely said,

"…and the other one?"

"I was within a place that was blacker than pitch…A new voice--this one sounded like a guy--told me to beware. The other voice--the one from my previous dream--whispered some things to me…the guy wasn't happy about that and warned her not to tell me something. He screamed out 'no' after another whisper from her. I saw bright red streaks of light appear in what should have been the sky…then woke up because of Yuki's voice."

"…"

Hatori's face had only become even darker by the time I had finished telling him about the second dream. What ever was on his mind, wasn't pretty. I got up to leave him to his thoughts, but he called out to me,

"Haru…I have a feeling…that this will happen again. When it does, make sure to come back here. You're life may depend on it."

"Ok."

His tone of voice as he had finished his sentence had caused that feeling to prick at the back of my mind again…I'm not sure why either…

I headed for the living room instead of my room, plopped onto the couch, and shut my eyes. I wasn't sure what time it was, but I don't really care at the moment.

"Haru…"

I open my eyes to see that it was Shigure who'd awoken me from my light nap.

"Hm?"

"We're going out for a while, we'll be back in a few hours or so."

"Who's 'we'?"

"Umm…Tohru, Kyou, Momiji, Hatori, and myself. Yuki wanted to go too, but Hatori told him no because you had told him of his little spell that he had had."

'Is there any news that doesn't reach Shigure's ears?' "Ok."

"Great. We'll be back."

"Right."

I shut my eyes again until I couldn't hear his footsteps any longer. I then got up and began my search for Yuki. He really wasn't acting like himself and he was definitely hiding something from me.

After some searching, I found Yuki holed up in one of the empty bedrooms. He didn't look extremely thrilled to see me either...but he never, usually, is.

"Why are you hiding here?"

"Why bother searching empty rooms?"

"I must've took a wrong turn…but I found what I was looking for."

He just glared at me for a moment before finally saying,

"What do you want?"

His cold tone stung slightly, but I guess I should be used to that by now.

"Tell me what you saw."

His pupils shrunk a bit when that sentence came out of my mouth and he said coldly,

"I told you, I don't remember."

The feeling surged for a moment and before I knew it, I had him pinned up against the wall.

"Tell me what you saw or--"

"Or what? I don't remember anything!"

The feeling pricked at the back of my mind and it was either punch him…or kiss him.

…So I put my lips to his and he stiffened up…then relaxed. He then began to return the kiss, but I pulled back in surprise. We stared into each others eyes for a few minutes, not saying anything or moving much, just looking. Eventually the only word that would come from my mouth was,

"Why…?"

I swear I saw a smirk come upon his face at my question…but before I had time to think about that, he pushed by me and walked out of the room.

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