Anna was floating through the sky, hand in hand with Yoh. It was calm, serene - yet the silence was kind of scary. Out of the blue, Yoh spoke.

"I love you, Anna. I love you more than you could ever imagine. If you can hear me, I want you to know that even if you don'trealise it, I am there for you."

"Oh Yoh! I love you too," she said dreamily.

"But some time, we all have to wake up. And perhaps soon it will be time for you to do that."

With that, he disappeared. Anna fell screaming towards the churning sea and sharp rocks below. How could such a wonderful dream turn into a nightmare so suddenly?

"No! Yoh! Someone help!" she yelled.

"Help with what?" said a voice.

Anna woke up, sweating. There was a dark figure standing over her. She could make out a robe and a lot of long hair. "Hao? What are you doing? It must be the middle of the night."

"Yes, and you're in my house.Why are you screaming my dead brother's name at half past three AM?" hequestioned.

"Erm, because, well...I don't know. Sorryabout falling asleep. I just came to pick something up and well...I haven't had a lot of rest lately," she explained.

"It's all right, I guess. Driving around in my PJs in total darkness is not very practical, so you can stay until morning. 'Night, Anna," said Hao. He kissed her - a rushed, sleepy kiss that seemed slightly passionate nevertheless - and left the room. Anna wiped her mouth. Hao kissing her...it felt strange, wrong. He hadn't ever done that when Yoh was around. Oh well. She went back to sleep, a deep, dreamless sleep that seemed to last an eternity.

The next morning, she stayed for some of Hao's evil burnt toast and coffee, then collected her bag and set off home, hoping maybe she'd be magically teleported there like she had been the day before. Oddly, she felt someone's lips brush against her cheek. Once again there was nobody there. Maybe what Yoh had said in the dream was true. Perhaps he was watching over her. She pushed her hands in her pockets and tried not to think about Yoh for a while. She decided she'd invite someone- anyone - round for a chat, then go out shopping. She carried on walking home, feeling a lot better.
"Hello?"

"Hi. This is Anna."

"Anna? Why are you calling me?"

"Because I just need someone to talk to. You'll know what I mean."

The guy on the other end of the line pulled a face. Girl stuff?

"Let's get it over with, then. Spit it out."

"Have you...ever felt that even though somebody close to you is dead, they're still with you?"

"Well of course I have, I'm a shaman. Exactly why are you asking me this, Anna?"

"Well, sometimes I feel somebody touch me even though there is nobody there. Like earlier when I was walking back from Hao's place someone kissed my cheek. And once I felt my hand be squeezed."

"Strange."

"I agree. When I'm awake, my mind plays tricks on me. I only feel safe in my dreams...with Yoh."

"Get more sleep then." The Chinese shaman on the end of the line laughed at his corny joke.

"Ha ha ha," Anna laughed sarcastically. "Thanks for your "help", Ren. Bye."

"No problem, Anna. Bye then."

She sighed. Her phone call hadn't exactly helped. She switched the TV onto a music channel playing three solid hours of blues. After a while she changed the channel. The sky grew dark and her eyelids grew heavier. She fell asleep on the sofa with her head on her arm.