I am aware that a lot of you never read the top notes. I think you should consider reading the top one of mine from now on because I always post the utmost important information here and aometimes at the bottom but mostly up here.

I have started to post maybe three weeks ago something I call AUTHOR OF THE WEEK. I think you should check it out. I am not going to put the name of the person who has accumulated that title because by the time half the people read this she will have been past.

Important note at the bottom.

She couldn't sleep that night. The image of Darien kept popping up in her head at the most inappropriate times. It was one in the morning and her brain had a slight buzz too it. She decided the only way to sleep was to get herself drunk. But not enough it was illegal. Just enough that it counter acted as a sleeping pill. She could deal with the consequences in the morning as long as she fell into a peaceful slumber tonight even with Ami, Lita, Raye, and Mina asleep in the living room, everything was quiet.

She walked into the kitchen to get another beer. She went back into her room and out onto her balcony that overlooked Tokyo from her twelfth story flat.

She leaned comfortable against the rail with her beer in one hand and rubbed her eyes. An image of Darien smiling popped into her head. She was okay with it until she saw the fangs.

A shiver went up her spine. She felt like she was being watched. She looked to the building across the road and searched the windows for someone still up or something out of the ordinary when she looked up to the roof. She thought she saw eyes, she blinked and rubbed her eyes a few times and looked again. Nothing. She shrugged and blamed it on her drunk. Sighing she turned away and decided to try to sleep.

He watched her exit the doors onto a balcony from what he assumed to be her apartment. He figured she would have gone to bed by now.

He fiddled with something in his hands and waited for her to go in. When suddenly she looked straight at him. She shook her head and took a swig of the beer in her right hand and went back inside.

He fought with himself to go to her balcony and watch her get ready for bed like he used to. But he waited an hour on top of the building he was perched then went to the balcony on the twelfth floor.

It was unlocked. He looked through the pate of glass to her body resting on the bed. The moonlight gave her an ethereal glow. The covers had been thrown off her body to reveal her in a white pair of shorts and a black tank top with the word 'HeartBreaker' on it. He almost laughed.

He did what he came to do. He laid his gift on her pillow and kissed her soft pink lips. All the heated passion that had welled up in all his years of waiting exploded in that one kiss.

He used all his strength to pull away from her. He walked to the balcony doors and turned to look at her one last time for the night.

Then he left as quietly as he had come.

This dream was different. She was walking through a rose garden in her pajamas. There were all kinds of beautiful roses surrounding her as she walked. As she walked she came upon one rose in particular that caught her eye and held it. The blood red of it called to her. Beckoning to her like a lost lover. She reached out to touch it. Her fingers clasped around it and she pulled it away fiercely. She had pricked her fingers on one of its many thorns.

No matter how pretty the rose there are always a few thorns.

She was about to put it into her mouth to suck off the blood when out of nowhere a hand reached out and took it from her.

She felt a soft wetness enclose her finger. She turned to see Darien sucking on her finger, lightly probing it with his tongue licking off the blood.

She in turn pulled her finger off his lips and he pulled her flush against him.

This time when he growled lightly at her and showed his fangs, she bared hers in return. He kissed her and the kiss turned into a war of tongues and teeth.

The dream felt more like a memory than a dream at all.

He stopped and picked a rose from behind her. When she inspected it, it was the same one she had just tried to pick.

He tried to place a chaste kiss on her but he found it too hard to resist and kissed her with welled up passion that had built up over the years.

The kiss was gentle and loving. Then he pulled away from her and walked away from her stopping to look back at her. Then her left the rose garden leaving her alone.

She woke up to her surprise clear headed. Like everything from last night was all apart of her dream.

She got up and walked into the bathroom connected to her room.

She took a shower and fifteen minutes later was walking out of the bathroom drying her hair with a towel when she looked to her bed and laying on her pillow was all the proof she needed.

Short, yes. Cliffhanger, yes. Another chapter today, No. (Insert maniacle laughter here.)

IMPORTANT NOTES

Like I said at the top a lot of you never read the opening Author's note. I think this time you should make an exception and go back to the top and read it. I always leave the most important information I have up there.

Next and utmostly important. I am not getting very many reviews and as a writer I believe I have failed you. I strive to deliver stories of high quaility. When I don't get reviews I feel like my stories are mediocre. You don't even have to leave a review you can e-mail me. I just figurereviewing is easier and less hassle.I just want to know that my stories are being appriciated and read. I am aware that there are 'hitcounters' on the stories now but it isn't the same as knowing someone is reading your story than if they leave a review or e-mail.

And again due to recent happenings I want you to know if you don't like a story: don't leave a review telling the author that thier story 'sucks' or should be taken off. Just because you may not like it doesn't mean other people do not either. If it happens to me, I will not punish the ones who do like the storyfor someones opinion. I take flames lightly and I don't acknoweledge them. Basically you can't critiize someone's work of art if you yourself have not ever tried to write a story of your own. So until you do BUG OFF AND LEAVE US WRITERS ALONE!

Well leave a review...please.

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