I feel transparent. Like people can make me out if they look from the corners of their eyes. Like that apparition that moves in the corner of your vision, but when you turn to look its gone. People only find me when they aren't looking, but once they try to focus, I'm gone. Or maybe the problem is that they never try to focus. Maybe I would only become solid if they actually wanted me to.

She could make me solid if she wanted to. She can make me solid. All she is looking for is something solid. Something to hold on to; someone to hold on to her. I could become real if she would only let me. But she holds back - looks at me from the corner of her eyes. She doesn't want to focus; because she thinks her sanity lies in my transparency.

And sometimes, late at night, when she is lonely, and I am lonely, and she is looking out of the corner of her eyes I reach out and brush her shoulder and she turns. And for one moment she is looking straight at me before her brain catches up and I disappear.

A/N: I thought it was going to be a one shot, but little did I know there was more waiting in there. So for those of you who liked the first (which was, I admit, surprising) and hoped to see more, there you have it. I highly doubt there will be a third. And no, the person he is talking about will not be showing up in any OC fics.