She was looking at him. Just looking. Her heart began to beat and a warm feeling like a mother's touch spread upward to her brain from her heart. A smile escaped her lips, something that was rare for her. A sudden urge to touch him surged through her. He looked at her and she looked at her. A connection had been made. The connection was not what she had expected though. She felt as if she didn't know him, like love at first sight she guessed.
"I wonder if this was what Hinata felt the first time she met Naruto." The words came out lazily and weird.
She felt so comforted inside as she looked at him, as if he were the missing piece to her puzzle. As if he was the answer to life itself. She felt weird though feeling this way about him. For she had never had a connection like this before, all her other crushes had been in Mangas, in other words untouchable.
As she stared he began to look uncomfortable and scared. Instinctively she moved forward to comfort him. Caressing him she tried to soothe him but he moved away. So far away. She wanted to catch him. She floated towards the anger building inside her like a thunder storm.
"WHAT THE HELL!" She screamed as her dream came to startling halt. "What's wrong with me? I don't like him. That's impossible. I must be desperate, dreaming about some boy just because he said something nice."
She wanted to laugh and cry at the same time for as she told herself, it was only a dream.