I choked on my shock. 'Okiru...' He too turned around and cleared his throat, giving me a once-over. I stared as the image of him leaning over me and screaming at me filled my eyes. 'Okiru... OKIRU!' I tripped back into a wall, my back slamming against it. 'Okiru, Okiru, OKIRUU!'

"Ngea-" Sajuku slammed the book shut. "She's such a-" The door busted open, Idoiko and Deidara busting in. Sajuku scrunched his nose. Busting in while kissing. Deidara pushed Idoiko onto her bed, pushing her hair out of her face without breaking their kiss. Sajuku watched in awe. 'So this is what love looks like?' He silently pumped his fist into the air. "Mph!" They stopped. Sajuku covered his mouth and looked at them. "S-SAJUKU!?" He tensed and hugged the book tighter to his chest. "I-I didn't see you there!" Idoiko and Deidara scrambled away from each other heatedly. "W-What are you doing in here, huh?" Deidara asked while looking away and combing his fingers through his hair. "I-I- ...Umm-" He suddenly looked down and clenched his fists. "I really look up to you, Nee-Chan,... So-" He looked up and yelled loudly, "I WANTED TO LOOK IN YOUR DIARY SO I COULD KNOW HOW YOU DO IT- HOW YOU GET TO BE SO COOL!" Idoiko stared at him- her mouth open in shock, until she just smiled and closed her eyes. "Don't worry, Sajuku- You'll be cool one day. But until then," She slowly lifted her hand to point at the door. "Get out. And don't ever come in here again unless I tell you you can." The tilted her head to the side without breaking her smile. Her smile was so fake, so- eerily sweet, even though she literally just told him to get out. He Frowned with his mouth open. He couldn't believe it! How could she just say that, and be so insensitive!? He clenched his fists again. "Well- Fine then!" He stormed out and Slammed the door.

I grabbed the walls next to me and breathed. "Riko... Are you okay? Y-You look... alarmed..." I gulped as my eyes widened further. "O-OKIRU!?" The man twisted his eyebrows. "Kanojo wa- nihongo wo shitte imasu ka?" The only thing I felt before I blacked out, was my mouth going 'OKIRU!' And then I fell to the ground out of shock.

!.Kanojo wa- nihongo wo shitte imasu ka?

She knows Japanese?

2. OKIRU!

Get up!

Kon'nichiwa!

Hello one, hello all! This is one of my first stories on so please be nice to me! This story was inspired by a dream I used to have when I was younger, where I was laying on the floor. My eyes were closed, yet I could see a man with long blue hair hovering over me, constantly telling me to 'get up, get up!' Everynight, I would tell my mother, "I had that same dream," and she would go "Maybe you're just seeing your future husband." After a while, the dreams began to become traumatizing, and everynight I would dread going to sleep because I never wanted to see the man's face again. My mother thought it was going to end, but when it didn't, she hired a phsychologyst because she thought I was going insane. The doctor soon declared that I had a case of 'ToomuchTVitis.' I'm kidding, all she said was that either I watched too much TV, or anime. But once we told her it had been going on for months non-stop, she was surprised and that's all I remember until the dreams just suddenly stopped and I was fine. Anywhoo, That's all for cahpter two. Hope you enjoyed it!