By: VanillaChocolate

Title: Emerald Eyes, Crimson Tears

Pairing: N/?

Disclaimer: Simple. Not mine. I do wish to own Neal though...

A/N: sobs I can't post! i or /i go on the internet! sob If you're wondering what the last chappie's title was, it was elvish and meant "A star shines upon the hour of our meeting" If I got that right...I'll try to use elvish so...just so ya know

Dedicated to: Gwen and Kit...Again... Hope you like! I'll try to talk to you guys soon umm....Here ya go!

i Ch3 Non, Nen /i

Neal nodded in understanding and thought about what he could do to help Diane. It was a troubling situation, in his mind at least. It was getting hot out so Neal went to the water and stripped off his shirt and jumped in feeling an adrenaline rush as he dove into the deep water.

Neal gasped as he accidentally gulped down some the icy cold water and couldn't breathe. Of course, Neal forgot that he was underwater and when he tried to gulp in air for his emptying lungs, he breathed in water.

Neal flailed around in the water, trying to find the air that deprived his lungs. By flailing around, Neal suddenly felt a soft, grainy bottom. It was sand. Neal was partly relieved by this and gulped in more water, then cursed which, got him more water in his mouth..

Neal finally got his head together and groped at the sandy bottom with his feet, trying to find a hard enough surface to push off from. He found his surface and pushed off from it, gratefully gulping up air as his head it the top, fast as he could.

Neal sighed and hit himself in the head for his foolishness. The result of hitting himself left him in the water again, only this time; he was floating on top of the water, not drowning underneath it as he was before.

He sighed and just lay there for a while, basking in the water as the sun dried his front and as the water kept his back wet until he flipped over. It was quite...too quiet...he could barely hear any birds and he couldn't hear the fish...well, maybe he could but all he did hear was "blub...blub" or something relative to that.

A loud grumble interrupted the silence as Neal jumped, as well as you could jump in water and started looking around for the noise that had stopped, as he started to swim towards the shore and plopped down on it and realized where the noise was coming from.

It was his stomach. Neal laughed as he recognized the noise. It was about time he had lunch, and wasn't used to the food even now. He wasn't used to that, the fact that he didn't need to eat, and the fact that girls didn't swarm over him as they used to, hanging off his every word. The last fact was a bit of a relief, but now that he knew about his love, nothing could stand between them in Neal's eyes at least...but he didn't know of the i other /i one...

A/N: sorry it's so short. The title is "I am I was." I thought it would fit...Hope you like!