Three chapters in one night, maybe I don't have a life. Or maybe I really am an insomniac. Oh well, all the better for you guys. All right on with the story!

Point of No Return

Kyra's POV

It was 2:30 am and I still was unable to sleep. Haru was asleep in the chair on my right and Christian was on the left. They were both sleeping soundly. They are both exhausted from bickering with each other all night; I mused to myself silently. Haru stirred slightly and I held my breath.

He sat up slowly stretching his back. I heard a faint crack from his bones crunching and I let out an involuntary grimace. Haru sat up straighter and his head whipped around to look at me. I could see his white hair with the slight light from the window, but his face was in shadow.

"Kyra? Are you a wake?" I started to nodded but then realized he couldn't see me.

"Yes," I whispered. I did not want to wake up Christian. There were a few moments of silence.

"Can I talk to you outside?" I was worried what he wanted to talk about, but I obliged him. As quietly as possible we slipped outside. The nurses' station was far enough away that we would have privacy. Kyo and Tohru had gone home so the hallway was almost completely deserted. "Kyra, I wanted to ask you if you and Christian were, um, going out." I was relieved he wasn't asking a harder question.

"No Haru, I am not seeing Christian." Haru raised his hypnotic eyes and I smile at him. I made the first move towards him, and he met me in a step. It felt so right.

Christian's POV

I woke with a start at the sound of the door shutting. I looked to Kyra's bed to find it empty. I stood up and swayed a bit. It took me a minute to gain my feet and walk to the door. I cracked it open and saw that brute Hatsuharu kiss my sweet innocent Kyra.

"Take you hands off her!" I demanded opening the door the rest of the way. They broke a part, but Haru took her hand. I stared at it disgusted. I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand from hers.

"Christian, please calm down. It wasn't that big of a deal," Kyra pleaded with me. I never took my eyes from Haru. Ever since I had been parted from Kyra I had worked out so that one day I could save her from her father. But now this ingrate was trying to steal my glory. I could never be a villain in the eyes of Kyra so I released his hand and stepped away.

"I apologize for interrupting," I hissed at Haru, but then smiled at Kyra. "I think you need more rest Kya, you still look exhausted." She nodded and calmly walked back into her room.

I turned back to Haru when the door was closed. "She will choose me when this is over. Have no doubt in that." Haru just looked at me triumphantly and followed Kyra into her room.

For the rest of the night I didn't sleep. Neither did Haru. We watched each other all night.

Kyra's POV

Having Christian call me by my childhood nickname brought back unwanted memories. My dreams reflected though those memories.

"Why are you crying little girl?" A nice man asked me as I sat at the bus stop. I knew father didn't like it when I spoke to strangers, but this one seemed so nice.

"My daddy said I can't go to heaven because I'm a little demon." The man stood up and backed away. I could feel my anger growing at his fear, but I could not help it. My face grew hot and my hair lifted by some lost wind. The man turned to run away but I stopped him. I had not moved from the bench and the man's confusion and fear had upped his pulse.

I picked him up with my thoughts and placed him in front of me again. "It isn't very nice to leave in the middle of a conversation." I saw my reflection in the man's wide eyes. My eyes were letting of a dangerous green glow.

Suddenly the scene changed and I was standing in my father's study. He stood next to his desk with his brandy glass in his hand. He turned towards me but his face was distorted. He looked ghoulish and I wanted to run away but my feet were sinking into the floor. I opened my mouth to scream but his hand cut off my air supply.

The scene changed again into a real memory this time, instead of a distorted version. I stood in the doorway while my mother silently sat in her rocking chair staring blindly out the window.

I ran to her, but she did not even move. I called her name, but she did not respond. I kissed her cold hard cheek and there was no emotion in her unseeing eyes.

"Mommy…"

I shot awake fighting the last image with all my being. I did not want to remember. Haru and Christian were at my side in flash. One was wiping the sweat from my forehead as the other tried to calm my nerves.

"What happened?" Christian asked when he put the cloth back into the basin. I looked at him knowing my eyes most be huge. I probably looked like a deer caught in the headlights of an on-coming car. Instead of waiting for an answer that was not coming Christian pulled me into his arms and I hugged him back.

I just needed human contact after my twisted nightmares. The first few were just dreams that started off as a memory, while the last one was real, but I pretended didn't really happen.

My first dream came from when I tried to run away. I had been sitting at the bus stop and a man began to talk to me, but I did not reply. At one point he had tried to guess my name from the initials on my suitcase. He decided to call me Kya, because that was his daughter's name. It was the first time someone had been nice to me, and my father had him arrested when he found me.

The second dream was three of my fear combined. Quick sand, my father, and the unknown. That dream visited my mind quite frequently.

The last dream was a rare occurrence. I hated to even think about it.

This chapter was kind of depressing, and I'm tired of writing so I'm going to go now. I hope you enjoyed it. Bye!