Chapter 4:

After walking around the town for a few hours, Raxiel started to yawn… more… and more…

"I should have just gotten a room," she thought, getting more frustrated with her decision to walk around town the whole night. Her feet felt like thirty-pound weights, forcing her downwards into the ground where she wished a bed that she could fall into would be waiting for her. She was starting to make her way back towards the hotel when something caught her attention. She smirked, noticing a ladder that led up to a high rooftop. "Perfect!" she thought.

As she made her way towards the ladder, she carefully examined the place to make sure nobody was looking at her, even though there were only about ten people in the streets. She mildly tested the ladder to make sure it wouldn't break.

Finally making her way to the top of the ladder, she looked straight ahead of her to see the maize colored rooftop. She gently stepped onto it and looked around making sure there were no windows for anyone to spy on her. She slowly made her way towards the middle of the roof looking up at the sky. Making herself more comfortable, Raxiel sat down and soon began to look around, seeing that all of the stores were closing. As the store's lights began to turn off, the area began to get darker and darker. Soon the only light available was that of the stars and the almost full moon.

Raxiel had just lain down when she started to feel the roof vibrate ever so slightly. She sat up again, wondering what the noise was. She looked to her right where the noise had come from and, to her surprise, saw someone's shoes. Even more to her bewilderment, she recognized whose shoes they were. She raised her head up slowly, and quickly saw a familiar pair of jaded eyes gazing down at her. Raxiel's mouth opened a little.

"G-Gaara? What the heck are you doing here?" she asked simply scared out of her mind. He appeared to have known her uneasiness and shifted his glance elsewhere to try to calm her down. Very unenthusiastically, he replied, "What are you doing trespassing on someone else's property?" Raxiel slightly gasped. "Even though… I'm sure that person would never know," Gaara said, knowing he had scared her again. Raxiel managed a heavy sigh. "I didn't even think about that," she admitted very softly. Gaara looked back down at her, and, realizing she wasn't so tense anymore, he sat down quietly beside her. Raxiel then gave him a curious face. "Didn't you get a room at the hotel?" she asked him. Gaara shifted his gaze over to a shopping sign that was at eye level to him on the other side of the street. "No, I wasn't tired." Raxiel nodded, understanding exactly what he meant. Figuring out what his eyes were looking at, she soon found herself gazing at the same shopping sign that he was also mesmerized by for a few minutes. Knowing that all was well, she laid back down trying to enjoy the view of the stars on the clear night.

"So she is tired, after all," Gaara thought to himself. "How long is she planning to keep this act up?"

As if Raxiel could read his mind, she began to speak to him almost hypnotically, "When I made my way up to the roof, I couldn't help but yawn. I guess I was tired, after all. That's the whole reason why I came up here, to sleep under the stars." Gaara looked at her again; her eyes were closed. He couldn't help but begin to smirk at her. She seemed to have a certain aura around her that Gaara wanted to get in and lose himself…

Sleep…

Peaceful Dreams…

Raxiel smiled as the wind blew. "So what's up with you? How did you find me?"

Gaara froze. He couldn't really tell her why he wasn't sleepy, why he had tracked her down and then stalked her the rest of the night. He just couldn't; it would be too awkward.

"I guess we just both had the same idea at the same time," he stated.

Raxiel laughed, finally opening her eyes again. "That's weird, isn't it?"

Gaara began to gaze at her. She was still smiling while looking up at the moon. The light shone down on her, making her look luminous…

He quickly tried to distract himself away from her, knowing he was going too far and wasn't just gazing at her.

And, of course, Raxiel caught on to his tenseness. Getting an idea in her head to make him more comfortable, she smiled at him…

"Hey, have you ever seen the man on the moon?"

Gaara looked at her as if she had lost her mind. "Not that she really has a mind," he thought to himself. "She's too easy-going to have a mind."

Raxiel noticed his perplexed face and laughed. Gaara's eyes widened in shock.

"Did I just make her laugh?"

Raxiel finally controlled herself. Again, she questioned him, "You've never heard that the moon sometimes looks like a man's face?" Gaara shook his head, bewildered.

"What is she doing to me?" he thought. "I've never had such a light-hearted conversation like this."

Raxiel lifted her eyes up to the moon. "Unfortunately, I've never been able to make him out, but maybe you can," she said, challenging him. Gaara sought out that this was pointless and absurd. Looking around trying to find a distraction for them to move onto something else, he couldn't seem to find anything. Raxiel watched him in the corner of her eye and smirked, knowing that he was trying to make her forget about the statement she had just made. Gently, she grabbed his hand and lifted it up towards the direction of the moon. Gaara quickly snapped his head towards her direction. She pointed at the moon with her index finger. Gaara noticed and suddenly became unconscious of everything else except the two of them. He looked up at the moon, wanting now to please her more than anything else. He slowly scrutinized the moon to see if he could find the face she had wanted him to find, but after a few minutes of searching, he gave up in defeat and shook his head. Raxiel watched as he shook his head and let go of his hand. She brought her eyes down to the roof they were sitting on and smiled shyly.

"You know what that means?" she asked.

Gaara looked over at her curiously. "What?"

The young brunette girl laughed silently with amusement. "It means we have no imagination."