A/N: Gosh, this chappie is short too. But I wanted to update, and I felt that this would be a good place to stop. It's a bit sad, but not tear jerky at all. Well, not for me. Enjoy.

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"Kaspar? Where are you?" I yelped, albeit softly. The forest was dark, and shadows flitted everywhere, but I knew one of them was his, but why, why was he not showing himself to me.

"Come find me, please. I look for you, I call you in my dreams, yet this is the first time you come."

"But I cannot see you!" I pleaded with him, his voice ringing in my ears. I spun around in the clearing, faintly aware of the music playing.

"I am here. Look harder, you will find me." I grew exasperated of his riddles, but I yearned to see his face, to speak to him. I heard footsteps, yet I was not totally afraid; they sounded familiar, and I turned around in their direction, hoping to glimpse even a corner of his jacket. Instead I got something better.

He laughed at me.

"You found me. But why did it take you so long?"

"I do not know." I replied faintly, weakly. My knees were about to give away. He grasped me by the arms, but gently, and moved us to a rock by a stream that I hadn't noticed before. We sat by it silently, never saying a word, and tread our feet in it. I grew thirsty, and bent down to hold water in my hands. What I saw made me gasp aloud.

The water was icy cold, and though you may think I would have felt it with my feet it wasn't so; the water was warm at my feet, but to my hands it was frigid. It was a cool blue color, but the water did the most marvelous thing. It was clear as the air in front of me, but at the same time was as reflective as a mirror. In it I could see my hazel eyes, framed my thick lashes and tapering eyebrows. My honey colored hair formed ringlets around my face, but were windswept and a little messy, with fly-a-ways stringing in every direction, as curly hair tends to do. I tugged on a strand, and tucked it back behind my ear.

"You look fine." He said quietly, uttering the first words since we found each other in the forest. I looked at him skeptically. Honestly, when I look this muddled, who could say that. But my stomach tingled, because he had, and the state of euphoria he sent me into was so large I couldn't contain it all in my heart.

"No I don't," Came out, instead of a thank you. I groaned, not meaning to say that, "But thanks anyways." I said, smiling that I got it out. The piece of hair had fallen out of place again, due to the shaking of my hair after he implied that I looked pretty. He reached out his hand and put it back, only to do it again because it wouldn't stay. I rolled my eyes; it was a fruitless effort, and wouldn't stay in.

"Goodbye," he whispered sadly.

I became consciously aware of how close that act had brought him to me, and had I wanted to, I could tell you exactly how many little dark lines were in his beautiful eyes. But I won't, because I would never find out. The minute his soft lips touched mine I opened my eyes to the scene of my room, lit up with bright, cheery sunlight that seemed to mock me. In my heart was a feeling of such loneliness, and grief, that a few fat tears couldn't help but make their way down my freckled face.

It had been a dream.

But it spoke the truth. The inevitable truth.

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A/N: This was a bit sad. But also short. Thank you again, Unlikely Rose, for reviewing. Next chappie coming soon. Right after this evil pimple on my chin goes away. It really is not fair. But thank the lord fro cover-up!