A/N: Waah! –dodges flying books and rotten fruit- I'm sorry! I know I haven't updated in ages! But unfortunately I have been eaten alive by the great demon enemy of all writers known as writer's block and neither myself nor Cia could actually think of a good way to begin this chapter. Eventually I struck inspiration just shortly after I replied to Dejichan4444's PM (so I have you to thank for this!) while wearing my new Gravitation t-shirt and listening to Sleepless Beauty, the piano version. I had asked Dejichan4444 to help me write up Chapter X since it was getting nowhere, but even still even though she couldn't help me out, I'm sure she gave me the inspiration I needed to get back on track, so thanks Dejichan4444! This chapter is for you!

Another thanks to Suanne for her constant help in reviewing. You totally rock! And the rest of you do too! Hope cookie showers rain down on you all!

Well, what else can I say? The beginning of this chapter is a bit odd, but it's basically a lead in to the main chapter (which is short! XD I'm sorry!). Like I think I might've said earlier, Cia didn't assist me with the writing of this chapter, and therefore she hasn't seen it so she can't make any comments about it (I did it after I got home from school ya see, so she hasn't read it herself yet). But anyway, I hope you like it. It's a bit confusing, but I hope some things might get you to start seeing the meaning of the dream. The meaning of the dream should be explained next chapter. Anyway, here ya go! What you've been waiting for! This is Pure as the Snow Chapter X! Enjoy!


Pure as the Snow

Chapter X

Some people believe dreams are made to be understood, that they have hidden meaning. Others believe they are just jumbled up pictures of a person's imagination, with no meaning and no point. They would simply rather lie in bed and see only black as they fell into sleep then see a bunch of pictures which have no value and no meaning.

It would be nice to think these people are right, however one person's dream can make all the difference in this world. And the point is this: Dreams are not meant to be understood, but to give you some direction as to what you have to do with your life in order to make it worthwhile. That is what dreams are for. To carve a path from reality and into fantasy, and show you things that might not come true, but that you can strive for.

So go, take your dream and carve a path through reality. And more importantly, follow through that dream, no matter where it takes you.


The cold winter breeze swept through the winter wonderland that was the dream world once more. Except, this wasn't a winter wonderland. This was a place of darkness… a place of lost hope…

Shuichi himself lay motionless on the red snow, unable to move. Kitazawa stared down at him, chuckling to himself.

"You really are pathetic aren't you fool? Well let me tell you if you think you're the only one suffering here, you're dead wrong. You know what, he's suffering too. So am I. We all need to move on. And you're the only one who can do something about it. So stop feeling sorry for yourself and pretending that you're the victim and open your damn eyes! Can you see? This world is a reflection! A reflection of someone's life! And yet you still don't see that? How many more hints do you need before you can work it out?"

Shuichi sobbed into the snow. He had no idea. He was truly confused. This world was a reflection of someone's life? What the heck did that mean? A reflection? A memory?

a memory…

It struck him like a nail struck wood. A memory. This world was a memory of an event. An event in someone's life. It was a reflection of both Kitazawa's life, and someone else's. A reflection of the 'he' that Kitazawa kept mentioning. 'Him'… 'Him'…

"… Yuki?"


His eyes half open, he re-read the passage over and over again and again, trying to get things through his head. What in the heck was he writing? A reflection? A reflection of what? Even Yuki himself didn't get his own story. It made no sense. A reflection? A memory? Whose memories? His own? Kitazawa's? He smacked a hand to his forehead, as if trying to make sense of it all. Why couldn't dreams ever be simple? Why couldn't they make some sort of easy sense? Why didn't he understand?

He thought. He closed his eyes and thought deeply about everything he knew about this story. It had come from nowhere, and yet every few moments he felt compelled to write more and more. He knew nothing about it, other than that his two main characters finally had names: Kitazawa and Shuichi. Shuichi… God, every time he re-read over that name his chest hurt. It became so tight he found it hard to breathe. It was eight days. Eight days and the brat still hadn't come home. And through all the moments Shuichi had been missing, he'd been here, writing this story as if under the control of some greater force. He should be out there looking for his lover, not sitting here writing. But he couldn't look away. He couldn't leave the chair. He couldn't exit the room. And more importantly, his fingers seemed to have a mind of their own. They typed of their own free will, and all he could do was sit back and watch as a flood of words filled the screen.

Some greater force out there was taking control of his will, and he was powerless to stop it.


If dreams were simple, there'd be no point to them and they wouldn't be dreams.

This phrase is known to be true. Dreams are nearly always out of human reach. They always will be. Yet some dreams that need to be realised can make the entire world shake and crumble in an instant. For instance, the dream of that one person had caused a string of events to take place. That dream had awakened a reality no human could comprehend or understand.

The gateway of dreams had been opened, and the snow of July had come with it. But now the snow was black, but no longer falling. It was frozen in midair, in mid-fall. The people of Tokyo were frozen too, frozen in a moment of time. Only one being was still able to move during this moment. This was Eiri Yuki.

The heavens shrieked. The sea wailed. The earth shook. The wind howled.

Then, that moment was broken. Life returned to normal once more. Time had been re-awoken. And only one being would ever have heard, seen and witnessed these strange events. That being was the one known as Eiri Yuki, who at that moment in time, when all had frozen, was being drawn further and further inside his own story, by his fingers which were no longer of his own control.

A scream from hell ripped out. The snow continued its decent to the ground below.


A/N:Gods, I know that was short and TERRIBLE. But I've been writing this chapter alone since Cia is all out of ideas and so was I. Today I just got struck by inspiration though, when I was listening to the piano version of Sleepless Beauty and reading Gravitation manga volume 1. It just all fell into place. The first bit I sorta changed from that little bit that Shuichi thinks in class (you know, the bit where he screamed when he realised all his data had gone) and I moulded it. If any of you have any sense, you'll have some sort of idea as to what's going on. I'm trying really hard to make sure the story's not too long; I know you don't want to be reading this past seventeen chapters, and I really don't want to write it to seventeen chapters either. But anyway, if you've twigged anything, keep your mouth shut in the reviews please, m'kay? Just so everyone who hasn't worked it out gets a bit of a surprise when I finally reveal all the details of the dream, which I'm hoping is the next chapter. I'm even thinking of a sort-of sequel, another Gravi fic from me. What do ya think? Do you want to hear another Gravi fic from me? I've got a title in mind, and a plot might come shortly after that, so tell me if you want it and I promise to try and get another fic sorted and typed up soon (after, of course, I finish up this fic). Anyway, hope you liked the chapter. If you don't get it, don't worry. And don't keep telling me you're all confused! No offence, but if you tell me that it makes it much harder to write the story, so just put your thinking cap on and think over it for a while, and unless you're really, really dense I'm sure you'll begin to understand it as the story begins to finish up. Anyway, that's it from me. Review soon!

- Hikari-kun -