Disclaimer: I own the dreams in this story, the doorways, and the plot; but not Gundam Wing.

Summary: A series of nightmares leads to an interesting obsession. Based off of some real nightmares and other events. Except for the weirder things. Those come from my imagination.

Author: Foxy McGee

Snowdragonct commented early on that the purple in the first chapter made her think of barney. Now every time I write on this at night, I have to look over my shoulder for barney, who I'm actually afraid of. :D

Italics are the dreams.

'thoughts'

The floor had vanished and he found himself falling through the blackness around him, falling and falling, until abruptly he stopped. There was no ground around him, no hands holding him. He just stopped, surrounding by darkness on all sides.

He held the handle of the gun tighter, pulling it close to his chest. He could hear his own breathing, fast and erratic. Whatever had been in the hallway wasn't here with him.

Duo tried to stretch a foot out, feeling for the floor, but found nothing. Slowly, the room began to lighten and he could see why. He was suspended over himself in bed.

He blinked.

What was he doing hanging randomly in the air? Was this an out of body experience? He'd never had one before. He flailed a bit, testing the air around him before he heard it.

The whispers... thousands of whispers. They were calling to him, coming closer. A cold chill ran down his spine, and he struggled more. He could sense them and they were hungry, they wanted to taste. They were evil.

They got closer and closer to Duo, rushing faster, he could hear the whispers getting louder and louder. He panicked, flinging his arms out, trying to move just as the whispers closed in on him. Slithering and twisting in on themselves.

Duo jerked awake in bed. 'Was it all just a dream?' He sat up slowly, rubbing his head when he noticed the gun he still held in his other hand. He looked to the door, noticing the dent from the kick. 'What the fuck is going on?'

Sleep was unnecessary, he decided. If he didn't sleep, he didn't dream, and the lights could be left on. Duo frowned at that thought, pushing himself away from his desk and standing. Was it normal to be afraid of the dark at 17? To be a afraid of what was in the dark?

His mind ran through his thoughts, always coming back to the thing in his dream. Green skin, black voids for eyes, long, sharp teeth. It always waved at him or wanted to taste him. Was it normal to dream of the same creature over and over? It was not an incubus attack, and he didn't know what else it could be. He'd researched dreams online but found nothing that fit what was happening to him.

Going to the other pilots for help was not an option. How could he admit to being afraid of a boogeyman? He was use to monsters, the kind that killed with guns and mechas, the kind that used boys as weapons, monsters on the street selling kids or drugs. That kind he was use to. The kind he could fight off or even kill.

But you couldn't kill this kind of boogeyman.

He wasn't real.

He sighed again, dropping his head into his hands.

'What's wrong with me?'

Quatre blinked and sat up slowly. He had slept in, not surprising as he'd stayed up late staring at the crack through his door. He could've sworn he'd seen something watching him through the darkness, but then it had went away and he'd fallen asleep.

He was getting too old for this kind of stuff, honestly. If Duo ever found out he'd never hear the end of it.

The blonde slowly got up, getting ready for the day and heading out of his room. He passed by Duo's open door, shocked to see the ex-pilot with his head resting on his arms... he appeared to be sleeping on his desk.

Atleast he wasn't the only one missing out on sleep.

He smiled as he turned off Duo's light and closed the door. The other pilot needed his rest.

He didn't know what the darkness would hold for his friend.

He could feel it grin behind him. It had been waiting for him, waiting to taste him. It had gotten so close last time, but he had gotten away again.

The brunette ran, forcing himself to run through the house. The walls were an eerie white and bird cages sat in every room, empty of any contents. Somewhere a baby cried in agony, but it was so far away he didn't think he could find it.

He knew it was following him in it's slow stagger, waiting for him to make a mistake. He dived in a room and closed a door. Cages lined all the walls, they were every where, all around him.

Empty cages.

An empty bassinet sat in the corner, muffled crying still ringing through the house.

He could feel it's presence and he spun around, shocked to see the crack under the door was suddenly a gap of three feet. He took a nervous gulp before bending down to look under the door.

Cobalt eyes met with black voids.

The creature smiled, bearing it's teeth before waving at him. As if it were saying hello.

Duo screamed in terror as it crawled through the gap in an inhuman angle, it's mouth opening wide, wider than his head, and the tongue hanging out.

This time it was going to taste him.