The third installment of the story. Sorry it's short. Anyway enjoy and the thank-you's to the people who reviewed are at the bottom.

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I am walking through a meadow of flowers. The sun is shining and I am lazily strolling through the meadow. I know I am dreaming but I won't stop it. Then all of a sudden I hear an evil chuckle and the sky turns a shade of crimson red so very close to the shade of blood. I look up to see a pair of eerie almost evil looking reddish orange slitted eyes look down at me. Its mouth appears and it is in a wide toothy smile.

Haha, so this is the runt that I am stuck in now. Pathetic, I shall break free of you just like I attempted to do with my previous jailor. I am not impressed, its demonic voice snarled at me.

Before I can ask, I'm jolted awake. My first reaction was "What… the… hell was that?" I slide down back into my bed trying to go back to sleep again but I couldn't. The dream was still stuck in my head and the memory of it wouldn't go away. Eventually I did manage to drift off into slumber. When I awoke in the morning, I still remembered the dream but as the day passed, I soon forgot about it.

A couple nights later, I was dreaming once again. I was walking through a meadow of blooming flowers and trees full of green leaves. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful moment. I hear a thunder and then it flashed and suddenly the sky went blood red and the trees were charred and smoldering. The field of flowers that I was once in had turned into a field of ash and dirt. I look up and see the same demonic evil slitted eyes that had visited me in the last dream. Its mouth was still in that same toothy smile.

The runt, the pathetic little runt. I shall break free of you and I shall be once again free to unleash my fury on the lands, the demonic voice snarled once again.

"Who are you?"

Before the voice could answer I was once again jolted awake. Was it a dream or was it more? I wonder. I looked at the digital clock on my nightstand. It read 2:19 AM. I think to myself, why do these dreams always have to happen in the middle of the night when most everybody is sleeping and one can't start their day just yet. I lay awake for a while, pondering and also planning what I will do for the coming day. I finally fall asleep and when I awake the dream is just starting to go fuzzy on me. The day passes and I forget about it.

A couple nights later, the same dream happens and same demonic voice repeats the same message over again. The only difference this dream had was that I spotted out of the corner of my eye, a figure standing off in the distance. When I turned to get a better look at this figure, it was gone. Huh, strange.

Unlike the previous dreams, I finally decided to tell my mom about these dreams. I thought maybe she would know the symbolic meaning of these dreams. This time when I awoke, it was early and both of us didn't have to go for another couple of hours. I walked downstairs where in the kitchen Mom was making pancakes.

"Hey, honey, what's the matter? Are you sick, that you have to get up early?" my Mom joked with me.

"No, I just have had weird dreams lately. Maybe the term dreams are not descriptive enough, they are all the same kind of dream but I have had them more than once. The dream starts out with me in a field of flowers and it is a very serene moment and then just like a snap it changes, the sky goes blood red and a pair of reddish orange slitted eyes and a Cheshire cat smile appears in the sky above me and it spouts off about breaking free about me. When I want to question it, I wake up. What do you think it means, Mom?"

My Mom stops what she is doing. She has her back to me and I can't tell what she is thinking from the back of her head. But she drops the spatula on the counter when she hears the dream and she leans over the counter to catch her breath.

"I really don't know, Miyaka. Maybe it's just stress building up and you need to relax and take some time for yourself," my mom said not even looking back at me when she responded.

I shrugged my shoulders. Maybe she was right, maybe it was because of stress.

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To all who reviewed thank you.

Flying Fox of Snowy Mountains: I realize that it's traditional for the kid to have the dad's last name but I think I'm going to keep the last name as Haruno. (Trust me you don't see her full name all that often.) Retort also: um does it count if I am going in with the tradition of this family and having the child bear the mother's last name. Naruto has enemies out there, (cough, Akatsuki might still be out there, cough)

The frozen moon- sorry for the confusion, but Miyaka is a girl.

Anyway you know what to do read and review. Thanks.