Oh my God!!! An update!!! It's only been two frikin' years!! Ah well, on with the fic.

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Sleepless Beauty Chapter 3- "Feels Like Tonight"

-One Year Later-

chaos walked into a spacey, circular room where the walls were just windows showing the vastness of space. When you looked into it, you never thought it would end. On the desk in the center of the office sat an object chaos knew well. The Compass of Order. It could easily control the fate of humans- and even the entire universe. "Is this how Wilhelm was planning on restoring Lost Jerusalem?" chaos thought. He looked at the man known as Wilhelm, who currently had his back turned away from the door, gazing out of a window. Apparently he hadn't noticed chaos' presence yet. Or, most likely, he didn't care.

Normally, chaos would hate this more than anything. He and Wilhelm were never exactly on the same page. Sure, they were trying to reach the same goal of restoring Lost Jerusalem, but, chaos preferred to go the less... major route that Wilhelm was taking. But today was different. He had left the Elsa to come there, knowing he may never return. He really wasn't sure of what to do. It had taken him a year just to decide to leave the Elsa. But with the reoccurring dreams of her, he knew waiting for something to happen wasn't going to work. So he had to ask for help. He was going to join Wilhelm, in hopes to restore Lost Jerusalem so he could finally be with her.

"Yeshua," the man finally spoke, but still remained with his back turned, "what are you doing here?" A slight tone in his voice told chaos that somehow, Wilhelm had expected chaos to come to him. chaos didn't want to give away his true reasons about why he was there. He didn't trust Wilhelm that much as to tell him why. Quickly, he came up with an excuse.

"I've came to help." It was a short response, and one that Wilhelm would ask chaos to explain. But, he could easily explain. "I want to help you restore Lost Jerusalem." Wilhelm shot chaos a deadly serious look.

"And for what reason?" He walked from behind the desk and stood directly in front of chaos. "I thought you once said you weren't going to get involved with my plans?" He said in a slightly questioning tone of voice. chaos said nothing. What could he say? If he said anything else, his real objective will seem too obvious to the man in front of him. But if he didn't say anything at all, that would make Wilhelm curious about his motives.

"It's about her, isn't it Yeshua?" Wilhelm asked, smiling slyly when chaos gasped slightly in shock. He walked away from chaos and sat down at his desk. chaos was trying to keep his calm. Wilhelm had killed her before, and if he found out his reason, he may kill her again when Jerusalem was restored. He wanted to prevent that anyway he could. His fist clenched slightly at the memory of her death. But he quickly relaxed it, not wanting Wilhelm to see.

"We are both working toward the same goal. So, why not make it simpler by working together?" chaos answered, showing no emotion in his voice. He was hoping his face didn't show any emotions either. chaos turned and walked towards the door. The door swished open and chaos started to leave, but stopped when he heard Wilhelm. "No matter what your motives, you cannot erase the mistake you made, Yeshua." Without looking back at Wilhelm or even saying a word to him, he stepped out. The door closed behind him with the same swishing sound that it had opened with.

chaos walked down a long hallway that connected to Wilhelm's office, thinking about the last line the man had said to him. "I will never forget the mistake I made by dragging her into this. Because of me, she died. I knew I couldn't fall in love with her. It just happened…" Another door opened and he entered a bright room with a ton of people working busily. They ignored his presence, continuing on their work. He didn't really mind. He preferred to be left alone.

He quickly returned to the temporary room he had been assigned. He slumped down on the floor, regretting even coming here. "What if I did something wrong? Was I supposed to come here? Mary… What do I do?" He whispered to himself. The quiet darkness of the room soon changed as he heard a woman say his name sweetly and a faint red light filled the room. chaos looked up in shock to see Mary standing in front of him. She looked just like she did the day she had died. Her white dress still looked the same on her and her hair still fell the same way. He stared wide-eyed at her, not being able to speak or blink.

"Yeshua…" she said as she smiled at him sweetly and placed her hand on his cheek. He quickly snapped out of his dazed state as he felt her touch upon his cheek. To his surprise, her hand was warm and soft. She knelt down to where he was sitting on the floor and wrapped him in a gentle embrace. She still smelt of roses. Having her this close, along with her touch and the smell, made his eyes start to fill with tears. She looked at him, her blue eyes meeting his almost translucent ones and a look of pain shone on her face. "Yeshua…" she whispered, "please, don't be sad anymore. I do not blame you." She smiled at him and he smiled back sadly.

"I just don't know what to do with out you Mary…" He touched the side of her face and when he did, she started to fade. He gasped loudly. "Mary!!" He shouted at her disappearing form. She was crying as had almost fully disappeared. "Yeshua! You're doing the right thing… Don't worry…I'll help you. Just don't give up!" After that, she was gone. The only thing that remained was her scent, which was quickly dissipating.

He closed his eyes painfully. But instead of crying, he picked himself off the floor and strongly said, still speaking to her, "I won't give up. I will find you again. And then we can be together." He sighed, not knowing what to do. He walked over to a nearby window. "I need to find KOS-MOS…" He whispered to himself. He then realized that this isn't where he needed to be…

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I'm calling KOS-MOS' past-self Mary. Don't ask.