So, wasn't Hiei like a 'complete gentleman' in the last chapter? I mean, after all, he made sure to Kiss you Goodbye! mwhahahahahaha

You know what I noticed? How come NO ONE ever asked me what Hiei tasted like when I licked in him Chapter 1? Isn't anyone curious? No? Ok, I'll tell you anyways! :)

ME: He tasted like dust and a touch of salt… OH! And a little like copper pennies!

=thinks about it…=

ME: O-O Oh crap! That means he's a dirty sweaty bastard that has blood on him! Blood, who's blood? = turns green= Oh man…. I think I need to bleach my mouth…. =sigh=

BOTAN: Bingo!

KUWABARA: Who? Is someone passing out pennies? Can I have some?

ME: Um. Never mind. When did you get here?

KUWABARA: I don't know. How come I'm not in here at all?

ME: Well, Obviously you're off playing with Yuusuke somewhere. Maybe if you stopped by to visit her you'd be more involved...

KUWABARA: Yeah...I guess that makes sense.

ME: Uh. Yeah. By the way, Where is Hiei?

KUWABARA: Oh, I saw him at the park killing stuff.

ME: Killing stuff? Why didn't he come by here?

KUWABARA: I don't know really. I asked him if he was coming and he got really angry. He said something about not wanting to be around a twisted thing making him look bad.

ME: I wonder who he was talking about... =scratches head, bewildered=

KUWABARA: I don't know! But I wouldn't bother him. He's got a real attitude right now, more than usual anyways.

ME: Uh yeah! That works for me! Oh yeah, as if it isn't known...blah blah blah...I do not...blah blah blah... nor have I ever...blah blah blah... owned Yu Yu Hakusho. Just this story...

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"Don't Lie To Me"
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~~~~~The hand of his that wasn't caressing me, was just below a gnashed and bubbling wound in the center of my stomach. It held the glinting silver steel of a dagger in the clutch of his tight fist.

He was twisting it, just ever so slowly, in a continuous and perpetual widening of the hole.

My ongoing scream hadn't daunted him.

Nor had the free flow of blood stopped him from pressing in his body onto the other half of mine he didn't have the dagger plunged into. And the blood has been seeping over to him, covering most of his own stomach in my blood.

And if it had concerned him; that I could see, that I was dying, that he was killing me, I wouldn't know.

As he continues to kiss me unperturbed, his eyes still tightly closed...~~~~~

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'No...NO! Hiei...WHY?' my mind screams at him.

I'm locked against him in his passion. I'm locked against him in his hate. My lips and body held captive but my bitter tears and life flow out freely...

It is in this state... that I wake up.

I'm still shrieking! It's a Banshee wail that pulses. I'm hurting my own head but I can't seem to stop!

My eyes popped open so wide, it's a small wonder that they don't fall out. My heart is an African drum beating wildly against its cage, threatening to burst. It hurts; the moment, the madness. I grab at my stomach and in so wild a state, I can't tell if I'm injured or not but I push my hands against it to hold the blood in. To stop my death, to block him from tearing me open like a paper bag.

I'm starting to hyperventilate; I feel the gasp and strain. The last dark wet moments of the dream play over and over and over...

The compression of a few seconds, playing out for eternity on a loop of hell: as he killed me softly, in a lovers embrace, in painful slow motion. How he seemed to take pleasure in my knowing what he was doing, in dragging out the damage, my death. Pulling blood from me in red necklaces of streams. A river of my life, that he bathed in. This is the guy pressed on top of me! This is the one inching his lips along the hollow of my neck, licking cold sweat from my skin. What flavor was my fear? What spice, my terror?

I'm locked into this, strapped down in the images of my mind. I strain and strain to make sense of it, to prove it's only a dream but I can't see anything else!

Hell. HELL. I'm lost to 7th layer of hell in his hands.

It's darkness all around me, inside me. I'm lost! Why am I even here? I'm not supposed to be here!

Oh god, someone help me! Anyone! Anyone at all…

I, of course, couldn't see her at first, but Yukina sits on the bed next to me, trying desperately to hold me still. She lifts her own voice in a scream for help, and instantly two more pairs of hands are latched down upon me.

One covers my mouth just long enough to suffocate my scream. The other grips like a steel tail, holding me immobile. I turn my head in those hands direction, and my eyes flash across the tawny white hand, the arms corded with muscle. My sight strains in the grip that holds me in an odd angle, to inch slowly upward, all the way up, and… I find myself face to face with him! It is him! It is Hiei!

My late night lover...

my mad moonlight killer.

He wants me dead! Dead! I know it now! Dripping in the sudden fear, I scream again...writhing against him with a surge of adrenaline.

Struggling much harder now, I'm wild and mindless, trying to get away. But held fast by such hands, even without Yukina's help, he has me and I can't move...

just like before...

Hiei leans down to my ear, and I shudder violently. His bottom lip brushes against the edge of my earlobe as his voice turned husky, repeats my name in a mantra like chant "enigma... Enigma... Enigma..." The voice is a vibration against me, as he attempts to bring me back to reality.

"Sssssshhhhhhhhhhhh..." he hisses in my ear "=something in Japanese=" he snarls so lightly I almost don't hear.

And finally, finally I manage to gradually separate from my nightmare.

So I lay there.

As the events of my life since crossing the ocean start to carry back, like pieces of drift wood, I realize I had been caught in nothing more than a very vicious but untrue dream.

Yes, Hiei is definitely an as$hole.

And I'll admit he scares the crap out of me far more than I'd like, but I'm not dead. And after checking thoroughly several times, to Yukinas' bewildered stare as I repetitively lifted my shirt and rubbed at my stomach, I'm not bleeding out or dying from a knife wound at this minute either.

Ok. So this was nothing. I'm a fool. So what else is new?

Um, I wanted to explain this all away to curious eyes but, how can I? I cringe… visibly.

I don't really know what to do. I scratch at my neck furiously, in discomfort and agitation. Why can't I just not act like a spaz in this place for a single minute? I'd like to blame them, but they haven't done anything. That irritates me even more!

It's not like I've ever been in this position before! Or, EVER had such a vivid dream. No other dream had ever seemed so real... so absolutely detailed and exact, that I couldn't shake it or distinguish reality at all...

I shuddered as the dream started to come back.

Digging my nails in to force myself to smile apologetically at them, I carefully and precisely avoid Hiei's gaze. I'm sure he can tell, but I just don't care. What can the bastard do about it? Though, thank god for the audience in the room with us, that's for sure!

Yukina smiles her sweet smile, but that smile doesn't quite reach her eyes that show a weariness, a proof that she's not so innocent as to not pick up the obvious. Genkai seems to have wandered in at some point, but ultimately appears unconcerned. If only the rest of them would take her cue!

Yukina, sits on the bed in just such a way that she's holding her weight on the blanket, binding my legs down with it. And it's a brief thought, but I have the feeling, she did it on purpose.

No, no, I have no way of no knowing for sure. But this nagging thought I'm having is that she seems capable of some forms of cruelty despite her actions so far, her overbearing kindness.

It's a slight impression I've been picking up from her since I got here, but seems like a such a stupid thought when I really think on it. The more I try to reason it out, the more I think to myself that that can't be right! Right? Right?!

I can't try to look in her face to try to know for sure one way or another, to see if she's in cahoots with Hiei like the nagging suspicion is telling me, because she's turned to talk to Genkai. Her tones sound like she could be discussing nothing more serious than the weather, but I still suspect otherwise. I can't shake it, it's getting stronger.

I still suspect otherwise.

Maybe it's just the dream having nasty after effects on me. I don't know where all this cynicism is coming from, all I can guess is that this dream really did a number on me and has given everything a darker look. This is what I'm choosing to tell myself.

After all, I'm trapped here, under her weight and I'm injured. To assume anything of a malicious intent, will do me no good. I'm just going to stop this. I'm going to assume I'm a fool. Because really, I probably am. She probably doesn't even know how tightly she pressed on the blanket.

See? There. I've shifted and pulled the blanket a little looser. All better, se-

Yukina, without interrupting her conversation with Genkai, reaches back, pulls the blanket back in even tighter than before, and settles her weight back on it. She never even looks at me.

I shrink back.

'I'm a fool.' I think to myself in a very small voice 'a fool...' But what exactly I'm a fool about, I don't want to think on…

I try to shake my head to clear such negative thoughts but then I turn to see Hiei still standing a little ways off from my bed, glaring down so hard, his eyes could be made of diamonds. His look could cut glass.

His arms crossed over his chest, giving him the impression of a guard that will never allow me to pass. Why the hell is he even still here? Doesn't he have a corner wall to lean against or something? Go away bastard! GO AWAY!

I don't say it though. Just glancing at him, was enough to scare me straight back into the dream and though I know exactly where he stands in this room, I can't face him off. I can't utter a word, because it's like inviting the dream version of him to materialize right here when I only just escaped it. I keep telling myself I'm being a complete moron but, my god… my god… I can still feel that dagger being turned round and round, slicing a little bit of flesh at a time.

Yukina to the left of me. Hiei to the right!

Like a prisoner.

I shudder. I shudder again. I feel Hiei's stare right through like an x-ray. Despite my earlier fears, I still opt to inch closer to Yukina, as if she could or would ever stop him.

But by then, 30 minutes had passed. Botan rushes into the room. I startle at her unceremonious entrance in, the flip of her sky blue hair that was let loose now, set free of its standard ponytail. Why is she here too? Did she stay over?

She lands at my side, forcing Yukina to finally move off the bed to make room and I released a breath I didn't even know I was holding. "Are you ok Enigma?" she gushed "What happened? What's the matter? Is someone after you? You can tell us! We can help!" And with her rushing of words I smile for the first time since I "woke up". The aura of the room loses some of its dark hue and I can breathe again. I can laugh!

She really is a riot! She'll give herself ulcers before she's twenty! And me? I must be mad to be having all these mutinous thoughts of these guys! That's right! I'm a fool! Ha ha

"I'm fine Botan, really!" I start to explain. I run my fingers through my hair to smooth it, I'm sure it's a rats' nest. And I don't know what it is about her, but I never want to tell her anything, like bad news I mean. What do I think will happen to her if I do? What's with the knee jerk reaction to hide things from her? But no, I just couldn't tell her my suspicions or the eerie realism of the dream.

I can't seem to do it, so I conceal again "I had a really bad nightmare... is all. Can you just tell them that for me so that they don't look so worried? So they, like, finally go away so I can go back to sleep already? Sheesh!" I force myself to say lightly.

Then I lean into her a little further and say "Especially that guy," pointing at Hiei in a rude jerk. "He's such a creep, man. Why is he always shadowing me? I'm beginning to think he likes me or something and has decided to stalk me!" I laugh and laugh like that is the most ridiculous thing in the entire world… but inside I shiver and shudder at the thought.

"And tell them I'm sorry for scaring them. I'm afraid I'm just not a morning person!" I add, starting to ramble in nervousness, "uh, I mean, you know, I know it's still dark but like 'early morning before the sun rises' person." I amend, than I laugh loudly to accent my point.

Botan tells them what I said...

They don't look relieved. They don't look amused.

But before I can even begin to wonder why… Hiei, who had finally giving up guarding me too, when Botan had bumbled in, and had since kept vigil at the window, now had left his repose. He walked silently across the room to stop at the foot of my bed.

I'd say that I can't take my eyes off him, but the truth was, I could only get myself to look as far as the part of the bed that was right in front of where he stood. My hands bunched up in the blanket in tight fists. My shoulders tense rigid. I keep trying to make myself look up and act like I wasn't already starting to shake violently, but I couldn't do it.

Because I am, I am scared.

I don't want to let this guy get to me but I'm not convinced he's not the same guy as the one in the dream.

Sure he hasn't held my hand or talked to me in English. And he hasn't used his lips like a suction on my neck either but IT CAN'T BE RULED OUT! Who else seems like they could rip your throat out for doing nothing more than talking about the color of his shirt?

He looks down at me, but speaks to Botan "=something in Japanese="

He doesn't shout. It's just a low base tone, a solid commanding tone. Botans' eyes widen in surprise at his words. She stares at him. Then she looks at me once over and glances back at Hiei again as if in askance. Hiei doesn't repeat himself. She turns to me, bewildered and says curiously "He says: 'Why don't you say what it was really about.' "

I startle and my spine snaps straight in surprise. Why is he saying this? Why is he suddenly willing to inject himself into the conversation? Why can't he go find some rock to crawl under!?

God, but his words seem to always make me mad! I turn surely and defensive at his threat to out me in front of everyone. To expose my ridiculous and unfounded fear. He's not going to use me as a toy for his amusement!

'What? Does he think he can just play shrink with me now? Trying to act like he knows something. He doesn't know anything!' I snarl angrily to myself.

Outwardly, I only harden my face. I figure he's been studying my expression and body language, so it's probably my fault he guessed my terror to begin with. But I'm going to prevent him from being able to detect anything further. Even if it kills me...

I start by trying to not feel so vulnerable. No longer pinned down by Yukina, I pull myself into a proper sitting position. My head spins. I grab it and close my eyes to wait for it to pass.

When it does, with Botan and everyone else right there, I gather courage and look directly into Hiei's face. I suppress a shudder. His eyes glow intensely on me and I cower a little, and have to catch myself from withdrawing again. I say to Botan, while still looking straight at him with as stubborn a look as I could manage, "Botan, tell him what I say for me, word for word."

She doesn't answer but all I can assume is that means she'll comply and I maintain shaky eye contact with Hiei as I say, "I don't know what you mean Hiei..."

I could see Hiei's ears twitch just ever so slightly at the sound of his name on my lips.

His eyes narrow dangerously at me, as Botan says "hmmmmmm" to herself for a moment in consideration, than repeats it.

I immediately see a tick mark appear on Hieis' left cheek. The muscles in his face tighten into what could only be an agitated scowl, while he pauses for one second then two, that seem to stretch into eternity before responding "=something in Japanese=" He says it so low, I barely hear him speak. And I can't be sure that Botan has heard him at all, because she said nothing.

I turned, to see why she either doesn't say anything or ask him to repeat… but turning to look at her, Botan looks worried. I tilt my head in question, she finally says "He says… 'Don't lie to me.'…?" She turns to me "What does he mean Enigma? I don't know what I'm missing here, but he means it..."

And despite how much I try to keep control of it, I feel myself starting to shake again under the intensity of his gaze. The dream still casting its spell on me. He moves to the side of my bed, standing beside me. My shaking worsens, and I curse myself. He crosses his arms knowingly and looks down at me. And I hate myself, but I can't help it... I cower from him slightly. I scoot closer to Botan.

He notices...he knows.

He speaks again and I wait with great trepidation to know what next he says to trash my world...

Botan's eyes widen further and further as the tension in my body mounts. She doesn't repeat it though. She shakes her head swiftly 'no', and speaks back to him. Finally granting me momentary relief, he turns his face to her directly and growls so loud I jump "=something in Japanese!="

He must have demanded she repeat it, this is all I can assume, as even if she didn't want to, she finally accedes and turned toward me, looking angry but for whatever reason, unable to refuse.

"He says 'Why don't you tell them why you are suddenly so afraid of me. Why don't you tell them what your dream was like. Tell them what you woke up screaming insane from. Or, are you afraid if you say it, you'll find yourself covered in blood after all?"

The more Botan repeated, the more her face furrowed into confusion about what this means, and the more I started to curl into myself. It didn't sound like he was guessing, it sounded like he KNEW...

He stared hard at me as Botan spoke. Watching me carefully, clearly far too interested to see what I'd say...

But me, I didn't want to say anything.

How can I tell strangers such a personal dream? I felt so exposed as it is and, really, what purpose would it serve? Why do they need to know? 'The answer' I tell myself 'is that they don't NEED to know. Hiei, WANTS to know'.

And I decided I have no intention of telling him, ESPECIALLY HIM.

I turn to Botan then and say "Tell him… Tell HIM, It's none of his business! And frankly, he can go f*ck himself!" with a lot more bravado then I really have at the moment.

He grows very angry at each word she spoke and before the last word was out of her mouth, he was speaking so forcefully it was nearly a hiss through his teeth!

Botan, having taken this to be some sort of childish fight, resigns herself for the moment and repeats like an echo "It is, when I'm so involved in it! When I am the one to-".

Botan stops, tilts her head at him in curiosity, her blue hair shifting out in a waterfall, waiting for him to finish. When he does, she repeats sounding genuinely bewildered and slightly alarmed, "You don't get it, do you?"

He smirks deeply as he hears Botan say his words changed into my own tongue. I glare at him 'Is he back to calling me stupid?'

Then it happens… the worst imaginable thing! Inside my head, I hear him! " Enigma, =something that sounds sexy in Japanese="

I hear it whispered clearly inside my mind. I'm looking straight at him and his lips never moved. His voice never came from his throat!

It was swiftly followed by a picture of me sitting at the table last night by Kurama. Like a movie camera playing in my mind. My mouth drops open in shock. It was the view at angle Hiei had of me last night at dinner! I'm sure of it!

But it doesn't stop and the picture then changes to a forest… the forest in my dream. The tree he smashed me against, his body pressed against mine; feeling me, touching me. And... and here I start to shake horribly again despite myself, because next I see that waterfall. The faded translucent image of my friends' horrified face on the other side of the raging river edge... Him, as he lowers me down to the ground... And what comes next….

I SCREAM!

"No!" I scream!

I get up quickly, wobbling badly and fighting the nausea and dizziness, making a break for the door. I'm so pumped with adrenaline, that maybe, just maybe I could just get out this crazy Wonderland after all! I could just possibly escape this Mad Hatter's Tea Party while I'm still in one piece and breathing!

The door gets closer and closer to my outstretched hand and just as I am about to reach it...

Hiei is before me.

I reel back trying to stop the collision but he was there so suddenly, I can't and I crumple into him like a broken accordion. It knocks the wind from my body and I wheeze with the struggle to pull air into my lungs. His arm snaked around me in lightning speed, to catch me from bouncing right off him again. There's no give in him. His body is hard and unforgiving and so hot! Just like him. Just burning my skin to the touch.

My mind fights desperately for control 'How did he get in front of me? He was at the other side of the room...the other side of the bed... What the hell is going on?"

My mind continued to reel as I pushed off him in an attempt to stand but I'm struggling to breathe still and can do nothing but pathetically lose my balance and fall backwards. He catches my arm, stopping my spiral descent as easily as catching paper. His grip is tight and bruising. Without letting go, he looks at me and speaks again, almost as if he expects me to understand…"=something in Japanese="

Botan, sounding very alarmed now and having stood up at this sudden change in tempo, echoes "He says to tell him why do you involve him? What is the meaning of this?" It seems almost that she wants to know herself, as if he might have shown her too!

Me, I'm scared as hell at this moment, unable to look anywhere but his hand that restrains me, I barely hear her, in my confusion, this dizziness.

But, not this time, let him do his worst. Not this time!

I make some attempt to stand straight again. I look him dead in the face, straightening my jello legs as best as I can, I say so low Botan strains to hear "What are you afraid of?"

I want to back up, before she repeats, but I can't. I watch him hard instead, as Botan plays it back. Secreting, I'm obviously self destructive, because I hope she uses my tone.

I see an aggravated look cross his face like a shadow, and despite myself I smile in satisfaction. But my legs care nothing of my hard won pride and sadly give out beneath me.

A second later I find myself, not on the floor or dangling like a rag doll from his iron grip, but in his arms! I'm weightless and stunned and burning against him, as he carries me back to the bed, setting me down none to gently. It hurts, I land wrong. Where is Disney when you need it?

Glaring daggers down at me, as if his decision to carry me was somehow my fault, I tremble despite myself. I just can't shake it. My dream, indeed, was more real then I cared to know, as I find that his touch and actions have the same effect on me.

I really am in trouble! I need Dorothy's ruby shoes! Then I can just click my heels three times and get the f*ck out of here damn it! I've got something worse than her witch to deal with! I need them more! Hand them over B^tch!

At that, as if Hiei were listening to my inner tirade, looks disgusted, than turns and without a further word, leaves by the window. The whole room silently stares at his retreating back.

Once he had gone, feeling far braver in his absence, I say to no one in particular "Well, SOMEONE seriously needs some prozac! I'm not naming any names but we all know who that is!" I grin widely as I amuse myself, since no one else seems to want to, Botan looking at me oddly.

"I think you both scare me!" she finally gives in, and she and I begin to laugh.

I turn to see Genkai watching with an indulgent smile, completely unruffled by all of it, but Yukina just stares and stares…

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So, I sit at the table of the night before, having breakfast with Botan, Genkai and Yukina.

Last night feels a million years away. My suspicions seem stupid and flighty in the harshness of the morning light.

We discuss my plans for this dilemma with my work program. It all feels so normal right now. I use their phone to call the company but just like my best friends' and parents' number... it's like it they never existed. I'm really discouraged.

What will I do now? I didn't intend to stay in this madhouse, especially after last night. It's seems to get freaky at the strangest times. There's just no predicting it.

But Botan gets that crazy happy light of hers, in her eyes. She then interrupts my thoughts, saying "Don't worry! I have connections! I'll use them to figure out why these numbers won't go through and where this company really is. I'll be back later. You just rest. So your head will finish healing!"

I stare at her.

Spending the day here with nothing to do and no one to speak to really doesn't appeal to me but my options, I realize, are non-existent. Still, I thank Botan for helping me so nicely, 'particularly when I seem to attract so much trouble!' I think, and leave it at that.

I'm trapped.

Why argue?

Then Yukina speaks to Botan, who then turns to me, smiling happily "Yukina says, if you'd like, she'll teach you the Japanese names of things around today, to help you start to learn the language."

I grin, Yukina looks like nothing more than a sweet cherub in this mornings' light and I'm quick to say I'd love to. Yukina seems pleased. Gone is the other Yukina of last night. How could I ever have such dark thoughts of her? I really was the fool.

Genkai also adds in and Botan says "Genkai says if you're interested you could also join her later for yoga. She tells me your 'ki' is off."

'Ki?' I think? 'Like for a door? Must be a Japanese thing. Whatever.' I mentally shrug. "Sure" I say and it's settled. Well, It seems my day won't be as big a waste as I thought...
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Mother Fuc~

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One more time you punk as$~

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There! I got it! Ok. It's on now I think. I only had to find 5 big rubber bands to hold the stupid freaking button down. I'm going to have to see if someone can fix this.

I sigh. Suddenly exhausted.

But anyways, it was true. I had a great day.

My communication was zilch, this is a fact, but I did enjoy the exercises. I hadn't realized how tense my muscles were! And I am slowly tackling a word here and there. Ok, so maybe I'm cheating and I've been writing them phonically on my arm in ink, but whatever works, right? And I remember their names! Quite an accomplishment for someone whose memory is about as good as a rocks'...

Then in walks Botan, followed by some really hot guy.

Geez, What is it with this place. Are they growing these hot things like wild fire or is it a special scent that attracts them here? I don't know. All I know is I am kinda liking this place if for nothing else than the view! Whoo Hoo!

They walk up to me and he speaks...in English!

"Hello. My name is Koemna. How do you do?" he states in a very carefully modulated tone. So proper I think and... Wait!

What the hell is up with that stupid pacifier? Is this some kind of kinky thing he has? Eeeewww!

But staring at Botan standing so close to him, it occurs to me that maybe this is Botans' boyfriend and she wanted me to meet him. Well, I gather, I better be nice to return all her favors.

I say, "Ummm... Hi! It's nice to meet you pacifier...I mean, Koennmme? Um Kamone? Uh, What's your name again?"

He looks agitated, and sniffs "Botan, you gave me the impression that she was nice..."

Botan looked nervous! "She is! Your name is just hard for her. Right Enigma?!" She looks at me, with a kind of pleading. I look at her funny. Whoooaa! This is waaaayyy too much butt kissing for me! Where is Botan's back bone? This girlfriend needs some lessons in Girl Power!

But I consider it and I don't want her to be upset after all she's been doing for me. So I bite my tongue, quite hard actually! And I correct myself "Um. yyyeeeeah, still trying to get the hang of these Japanese words. No hard feelings, yeah?"

He still looks put out, but gives me the once over with a careful hazel eye and decides to let it side. He begins again, as if I never said anything. "That's ok" he states. He waves his hand, like he's shooing away some terrible smell.

"Anyway," he continues without waiting for me "I have concerns about you." He eye balls me, but I don't react. What could he possible say or do to top last night? Nothing! Ha!

Seeing my non-reaction, he sighs, like he's just come to the realization that he must be talking to an imbecile and continues unabated, "It seems that the company that you came to work for has never existed. Strangely, neither do your parents or your friend." I stare him, he makes no sense, this one.

He's on his soapbox and continues "Matter of fact," he hums, rubbing his chin as he thinks about it "I have been very perplexed. Because, it seems, that neither do you..."

I want to laugh. I want to cry. This world is a land of funhouse mirrors, where nothing ever is as it should be.

Damn it all. Damn it all to hell.

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I'm still stuck in f*cking Wonderland.

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And here is the god damn Mad Hatter himself.

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Still hate me now?

If not, Well, give me time! Soon you will be cursing my name! Speaking of names... I feel that giving due credit is in order here. I have a beta reader for my chapters... my best friend Linda in Cali! She's really been helping me (not to your benefit, I'm afraid) and I would happily like to say that the title for my story "Twitch, Twitch" was her idea and the idea of the dream chapter was also purely hers... Though she'll kill me if I don't mention that she had NOTHING to do with what I did to you. he he he... yes people. It was ALL ME in that regard... I just love killing you off! What is it, like 2 times now? I'm really enjoying this! But hey, now you know how Yuusuke feels...

YUUSUKE: What does that mean? They didn't have to do crap to come back! They just sit on their butts and click! I almost gotten eaten by an egg! A f*cking EGG! And… and… .I had to get kissed by some chick.

ME: This is a problem why?

YUUSUKE: She's my FRIEND you sicko! Besides, it wasn't that KIND of kiss!

LINDA: *she marches herself right up to him* Oh, Was it more like this?! *she grabs him and does the tongue tango*

YUUSUKE: (O _ O) Wha...where... how... *then he gets mad he's been taken unawares and embarrassed*

*Linda is humming to herself. Happy with the stolen kiss and has already forgotten as she has her back to him...*

*Jaws music begins to play: DU Na. Du NA. DUNA DUNA DAAA!*

*He grabs her. Pushes her into the wall and kisses her what for!*

Linda: X _ X *poor Linda...she never saw it coming...*

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Ok Peoples! I see you click to read. So PLEASE REVIEW! I LOSE MOTIVATION OTHERWISE!

You can tell me what you like, your favorite lines, what made you laugh.

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