Demonic Dreamers ©a story by Animegamer2007
Chapter 1: The Disturbed Youth
They say that there is a time and place for everything. If that's true, then where am I supposed to be and when?
What's my purpose?
What's my drive?
Why am I here?
Why do I live?
Hah. Funny… I never really thought about it until now. Stranger still, I keep having this reoccurring dream. I sit down on stairs in an empty schoolyard. A sign reads "This School Is A Drug Free Zone" but I pay no attention and light up a cigarette.
Time passes as I keep muttering something about what I see… reality or no. Then I see this beautiful woman, with blood red pigtails, bright green cat-like eyes, pale skin, and sophisticated velvet clothes.
She doesn't even speak to me; let alone introduce herself… Yet, somehow she hypnotizes me with her feminine charms. Yes, many of us men know the seduction of a woman's body, and we are helpless against it.
She grabs my vest with her soft, delicate hands and pulls me to her. My cigarette drops as she pulls me to her. I am surprised at her strength… for someone so petite.
I want to embrace her but the fear that I may wake or she might disappear makes me resist my urges. Without warning she forces her lush lips onto my own in a deep, vigorous kiss. Her lips release and my moment of transcendent bliss is over. Out of breath, I look at the sky, once blue is now a thick red and the sun black as coal.
Then I wake, my pulse raging. In a way, I wanted the dream to end; but then again I wanted to see more of that woman. If that would happen… I would wake up in a puddle of my own essence, and that sounds childish even to me.
Still, I wonder about these dreams, their meaning and my existence. I wonder… of this tapestry of life. What could be waiting where the threads meet?
The only thing I do know of my living is my name.
It's Kyo.