Rui felt his eyebrow raise before he could stop it. Dreams? About him? Impossible. He didn't believe it.

What type of nasty dreams would she have about me anyhow? Probably because of my good looks part of his brain thought. He didn't give the other part a chance to pipe up.

"Well, lack of manners or no, you're relatively safe now, so I suggest that you scurry on home before the big bad wolf comes for you next." he said, coldly brushing off any other thoughts on the dream subject for now. If he could just get away, he'd never have to see her again. That would be a blessing, no doubt.

The last thing he needed was some female to worry about. He had enough on his mind. Tsakasa had said something about visiting him, and he had things to do. He was just entirely to busy for this nonsense.

Little known and seen fact about Lily was that she had a fierce temper when properly provoked. And before she could clamp down on it, she had turned around and kicked him sharply in the shin. She didn't even bother to conceal the fact that she could read his mind- not like she could stop it from happening anyway, and yelled, "They weren't nasty, you jerk!"

She threw down her bag and CD player, raising her fists in a fighting stance. Oh, she wanted to hit him so bad! "They were just dreams, okay? Stupid, unbelievable dreams about a nonexistent past life! So what if you were in them? So what if you had the same powers? Ugh! They weren't even close to being... Just... Don't be so full of it!!"

And with that, she struck out, putting the full weight of herself behind her punch and hit him squarely in the chest with everything she had.

Bridget had had enough of men. Well, not men really, boys rather. The date she had tonight wasn't affected by her powers. She had felt the power within her rising and went to kiss him. But as Bridget attempted to push the smoke into her date's mouth, it was pushed down her own throat and caused her to pull away and cough like an asthmatic for ninety seconds nonstop.

She wasn't happy with it. It meant that her powers had a limit. That there were some people out there who were resistant to her hypnotic persuasion. Bridget had left her date's apartment and was making her way back to her own house. She turned a corner and saw two people. Really young people. A girl and a boy. As Bridget took another step forward on her way home a strange sensation shook her. A flash of heat, then a flash of cold. She winced by ignored it and continued down the pathway.

But the two strangers were in her way, and there was no way Bridget was going to step onto the wet road. Not in these shoes. She paused, her hand on her hip and her expression unimpressed. "Excuse me." Bridget said in a tone dripping in annoyance and disdain.

Rui's eyes widened as a sharp pain shot through his shin momentarily. What the hell? He hadn't said that out loud, had he? He was almost positive that he hadn't. That meant that she could read his mind. Great. Just what he needed. Someone else messing around in his head.

When she punched him, all he could do was make an odd "Off" noise, and stare at her. He had the strangest feeling of deja vu, but he couldn't place it.

"Listen, you little demon, I-" he was cut off by yet another irritating female. What the hell was this? Accost the asian man night?

Rui moved slightly out of the newcomer's way, not looking at her, "Well, are you going to pass or are you just going to- YOU." at the last, he'd looked up at her, and he felt the wind rise around him.

This was the person who had ruined his entire past life...somehow. Fire.

Lily was about to go in for another punch when an irritated voice disrupted them. Whipping around, Lily's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. Oh, dear. Oh, dear. It was the same girl from her dreams as well. The one who'd... killed her, if she were to believe in her dreams, which she was gradually beginning to do so. She wasn't one to believe in coincidences. Her dreams... memories... abruptly ended after she'd died, but she knew one thing. Fire had once been her friend, and had been crueler than anything she had ever known.

Lily stumbled back a step, and then another. She wasn't thinking that she might run into the man behind her or anything. She was just so startled, and frankly, frightened. Who knew what was about to happen. Oh, dear. Oh, dear.

The man moved out of her way and Bridget moved to pass but halted when he cried You! She turned her head slightly and looked at his face properly. The face she didn't recognise, but when she glared into his eyes, the flash of hot and cold ran through her again, along with a sensation of familiarity.

Bridget's heart was beating like a jackhammer and she felt heat flowing through her. A glow of hate burst from her heart and then she turned to the girl... All the warmth flooded away, but the familiarity stuck. These people...oh finally. Bridget suppressed the wicked grin that threatened to break on her face and she kept her expression still and confused. "What?" She snapped, glancing from the boy to the girl. From Air to Earth. Oh thank the gods.

"You didn't used to look like such a man before." Rui said coldly, aware that he sounded petulant, "What is going on? What is it I'm trying to remember?" he asked himself under his breath. This was truly wonderful. Now he was stuck with Fire and some other random chick. Great.

"I don't have time for this!" he announced abruptly, turning and striding toward his penthouse. There was no way he was staying here. It was interesting that despite his comments, he found both girls attractive, and he was pulled to each of them. Each half of him had a preference. This was exactly why he didn't turn back.

Lily backed away a bit more, before turning fully and running past the man, Air, without a word. She was not about to be left alone with... with... her. Who knew what would happen? Seriously. She wasn't going to look back or anything. She was a coward when it came to Fire. Shoving Air out of her way she continued on past, her legs burning from the overuse.

Bridget looked from Air and Earth, a hard glare on her face. She needed to go after one, she needed to find out more of what was going on. Why they had been reincarnated here, in this lifetime. Earth, she'd find her later. That wouldn't be difficult. Killing her in their past lives had been easy enough, right?

So, instead, Bridget ran after Air. Grabbing his shoulder, she pulled with all her might, wanting to turn him around. But as soon as her hand touched him, it felt frozen cold. As if she had just plunged her fist into fresh snow. "Hey!" Bridget cried out in pain, holding her hand in her other, flexing it to ease the pain. "What the-?"

Rui watched the other girl run past..still not sure who she was. When Fire grabbed him, he was ready to turn around and smack her, but instead was surprised when she let go on her own. It was odd..his shoulder felt slightly tingly, and warm. Rubbing his violated shoulder, he glared down at her, eyes cold like chips of ice.

"You will kindly not touch me again." he said, eyes narrowing at her. What was strange was how attracted he was to her at this moment. He never remembered such an attraction before. It was as if her fire was sucking in his air..like in nature. He couldn't do this. Not after she'd...done whatever it was that she'd done..

Instead, he turned again, leaving her there without remorse because he was afraid of what he might do if he stayed. Despite his better judgement, he found himself jogging after the other girl, his long legs letting him catch up easily.

Lily shoved her hands in the pockets of her jacket, walking as quickly as she could away from the two of them. She paused, stumbling to a halt when she remembered that she'd left her bag... but she didn't want to go back there.

Groaning, she took a sharp turn off the path and plopped down in the shadows beneath a tree. She'd just have to wait until they left then. She couldn't leave her bag. It had her school books. And her prized journal of poetry. Letting out another groan, angry at herself and confused by the whole situation, she rested her head on her knees, wrapping her arms around her legs as she curled into a ball. She didn't get any of this. She hated how confused and torn she felt. She hated feeling so... so... lost.