Cathy's eyes fluttered open. What a dream. She thought. She lied in bed starng a the ceiling. Her bed was a queen size. It had a purple sheet, with a purple blanket that had blue spots. Her throat was dry like it always was when she woke up. She sat up and reached over to grab her cup for a drink. The ice would've been malted but it was better than nothing.

To her surprise, the cup wasn't there. She looked over and it wasn't even on the flour. She remebered her dream and jumped out of bed. Running out onto her balcony, she looked over the edge. Sure enough there it was on the ground, open with a little drt on it. The dream seemed more like a memory the more she realized it was.

She remebered her recklessness. She remebered the fall. She remembered the tease. But most of all she remebered him. He caught her, saved her, and he almost kissed her.

"Kisshu?" She whispered questonably. Was It real? Could it realy have been real? Could HE realy have been real? A voice Interupted her thoughts.

"Cathy, breakfast." Her mother's voice echoed into her room. Cathy ran down the stairs and for the moment her thoughts had been lost.

He had been watching her sleep for hours. He was so used to just watching her. She was so beautiful to watch. As a earhtlian, she intrigued him. She muttered in her sleep, only occasionaly were the words audiable. His name had left her lips once in the night as she slept. His name sounded so sweet on her lips. He hadn't slept, so a yawn escaped his lips. He had been so worried he'd hurt her. Being human, she was extremily delicate.

She Began to stir and then she was awake. Her eyes just stared at the cieling. She sat up and out of habit he teleported to her bathroom. He heard movement and looked out the crack of the open door. She had ran onto her balcony and looked over the edge. He felt the urge to save her again. When she fell last night, apart of himself fell with her. Then before he could think, he had caught her.

"Kisshu?" He heard her whisper. He loved to hear her say His name. Kisshu watched her mother called her and she ran out of the room. He teleported out of the bathroom and onto her bed. The room was large and next to her bed was a small table that had a stary lamp shade lamp on it. Ther was also a picture of her and her best friend on it.

Suddenly he thought of what he would say to her when she came back. He said out loud to test the words.

"Hello kitty cat." He knew this would touch her heart and irritate her as well, and with that he fell asleep on her bed.