A/N: You know, on the first night I posted this story, I woke up with 19 e-mails in my inbox, on the second day, I woke up with 31 emails and on the third day(today), I woke up with 57(!!) so I'm very happy! So here is another chapter for you because I love you all so very much! x) Don't you love me too? And yes, I did get my inspiration from the film and manga, Hana Kimi, but please keep in mind that my story will not be the same as Hana-Kimi. There might be some similarities, but that's all. :) I want to thank you for your lovely reviews, I had a good laugh reading them! One reviewer (you know who you are) ask me why Bella kept on saying 'ARGH?' in the fourth chapter. Okay, so has anybody ever tried screaming in shock, asking a question and trying to sound manly at the same time? Okay, I tend to blabber a lot, I know, please excuse me for that, now I'll leave you alone so you can read! Sorry for another long authors note! Remember to always review, or I might stop the story! ;evil cackling;

Lolly

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Pursuit of Gaiety

Chapter 5

Sleep Talking

EPOV

I pushed away my take out dinner and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand as I heard my door swung open. I spun around to look at the newcomer. I should have known because in stepped Isaac. His hair was slightly ruffled by the wind and his cheeks looked very rosy.

Why does he always look so nervous around me? I frowned at myself. Was I really that frightening? I was displeased at that thought but shook it off as soon as I'd thought of it. I have been acting very strange ever since that boy, Isaac, appeared.

"Hello. How was dinner?" I tried to make light conversation with him. I might as well get on good terms with him if he were to be my roommate, I shrugged. I noticed his lips twitched slightly at one corner.

How luscious his lips are, so full and plump, I thought as I gazed at his lips longingly. He pressed them together. Was he teasing me?

Edward! What are you thinking? Stop thinking!

I recovered quickly, just in time to hear him respond.

"It was alright, I sat with Ben and that. They're pretty nice. We talked about soccer. Soccer is good. Um, I met the dorm leader. Ben said he was … different," he shuddered a little.

I chuckled to myself, so, Ben and his cronies were already selling Isaac stories.

"That's right. Emmett. He explained the dormitory rules to you?" I asked. I was honestly curious. "What did Ben and co say about the dorm leader, Emmett?"

"Um, yeah, he did. They said that boys go insane when they get too close to him, and um, girls, er, get pregnant … Is it true?" He said in a rush, blushing madly. I had to laugh at that one. Isaac looked slightly uncomfortable. Was he perhaps ill? Was he feeling unwell? It must have been the cafeteria food.

"Maybe, I'm not too familiar with Emmett," I answered, truthfully. "So, what did you eat?"

He lifted one shoulder up slightly and bent down to his schoolbag. He tugged at the zip.

"A good steak, and some chips. I need my protein, like the man I am," That was a queer reply. He raised his head just a little higher. I raised my eyebrows at him in response.

"Hmph," was all I said as I turned back to my computer. Isaac's use of language was peculiar. Even more so than mine, which was said to be 'old fashioned'.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him shrugged again as he took out his towel and a white bag. His towel was a light blue, with little yellow rubber ducks on it, I noted, interesting taste in towels, that Isaac. I raised one of my eyebrows but said nothing. He quickly covered the white bag with his towel as he glanced my way.

Why so secretive?

"What's in your bag?" I asked him randomly, typing into my computer.

He immediately stiffened and hugged the white bag to his chest. He looked like he was searching for words. "Um, uh … M-my shower stuff!"

He scratched the back of his neck; a noticeable blush was beginning to spread across his smooth cheeks. Why did he seem so secretive about his bag?

"Okay," I smiled as I kept on typing; he clearly wasn't telling me the whole truth. It wasn't necessary to have such a large bag for just 'shower stuff'. He only needed, what, soap? Maybe some shampoo?

"So, um, I'm going to shower now?" he made it sound like a question. I shrugged and nodded. He didn't need to ask me. He was, after all, my roommate from now on.

He walked quickly into the showers and locked the door. I heard him sigh. With relief?

I smiled to myself as I pressed my 'enter' key to submit my document. Isaac was certainly an odd man, I thought as I stood up, pushing my chair back.

BPOV

I pressed my back against the door of the bathroom and sighed in relief, glad to be alone once again. I glanced down at my white bag. Inside were my shower stuff, shampoo, conditioner, cleanser, moisturizer, butter cream, wipes … and a few pads and other … things I needed.

I desperately looked around for a decent spot to hide my bag. The drawer was not a possibility, nor was the hanger behind the door. After searching around to whole bathroom, combing each and every corner, I finally decided that there were no good hiding spots. I would have to sleep with my bag by my side, I thought. I couldn't risk Edward finding my pads. What would he think? That would bring unnecessary questions and a few raised eyebrows. And my famous blushes. My identity might even be exposed! No, I mustn't let him find it or my dreams will be ruined, I finally decided, hugging my white bag again. This might get sticky.

I placed my towel - it was my favourite towel - on the toilet seat and quickly undressed, literally ripping off my crop top, and turned on the showers. I twisted and turned the two knobs until the water was at a decent temperature.

Finally! The wonderful feeling of freedom! I sighed. I felt instantly calm, letting the water drench my nude body. Running water always had this kind of effect on me.

Once I had finished showering, I took out a clean crop top from my white bag and fitted it on. I sighed and silently cursed the crop top. Must it always be so tight? I considered taking it off again but what if Edward saw me in the morning? What excuse did I have for my larger chest? I have man boobs? I sighed in defeat as I pulled my red pajamas over my crop top and walked out of the showers, careful not to slip on the wet floor. I roughly rubbed my wet hair with my towel. Edward was at his piano, eyes closed, fingers moving confidently across the keys. He looked deep in thought.

He didn't seem to notice me as I stepped out of the showers. I guess he's too into his piece. I flung my towel on my bed as I started to climb up to my bed. This was my first night in a dorm, I felt a chill run up my back.

"You're sleeping already?" The piano music stopped abruptly as we both turned to look at each other. He flashed a dazzling crooked smile at me. I nearly fell off the ladder.

Bella! Stop it! Remember, he's probably a playboy, like that dorm leader, Emmett. Don't be fooled. Your goals first. Anyways, you're a man in his eyes. Stop it, now!

"Um, yes, I'm tired," I told him as I continued climbing up. "Today was my first day, after all."

"I hope you don't mind me playing," he looked at me with those startling green eyes.

"PLAYING?"

"Playing, playing the piano," he looked at me quizzically.

"No, it's fine, keep on playing," I felt more talkative and giddy after my shower. I also felt more stupid. 'Playing', what a joke. Why would he tell me anyways?

He nodded once and began playing his piano again. His song was beautiful, as always, but one could detect an undertone of sorrow. How could a man so charming play such a grievous melody? Beats me, I thought as I bounced onto my bed.

I sighed drowsily as I rested my head on my pillow and turned to face the wall. My eyelids felt heavier and heavier as his music slowly lulled me to sleep.

EPOV

I could hear Isaac breathing in and out deeply as I played. His breathing had a smooth beat to it; I smiled as I continued playing Follow the Willows. My fingers danced like lightning across the keys. I loved playing the piano. I always felt so free when my fingers skimming across the whites and blacks of the keys. I smiled in pleasure.

"You're a man now, a man. Be manly ..." A soft voice murmured. I froze, my fingers hovering above the keys of my piano. "Mmm …"

"Eat steak, steak is fatty, steak has protein, protein equals big muscles," The voice uttered dreamily. Suddenly, a sharp intake of air filled the room. "No! NO! Emmett, give it back, GIVE IT BACK! It's MINE! Get off!"

Emmett? Give what back? What was yours? What was the voice talking about?

"Rosalie, thank you …" The lovely voice whispered. Who was Rosalie? His girlfriend? I felt a sharp twinge in my heart. "Alice, be reasonable. No, my goals, I don't care about my hair! I - can't - breathe - ! It's too tight! Loosen it, somebody, loosen it, please!"

Was Alice his other girlfriend? What hair? What was too tight?

"A man now ... Bella ... "

I was very confused. Who were Rosalie, Alice and Bella? Such sweet names ... Especially Bella ...

I stood up and walked over to Isaac's bed, he was sleeping peacefully, a hint of a frown danced on his arched eyebrows. I smiled as I noticed that the blinds were open and the full moon shone on his face, tinting it with a pale, eerie glow. Isaac suddenly smiled, his straight teeth sparkling in the moonlight. He was beautiful. If I hadn't known any better, I would have mistaken him for a beautiful young woman. But of course, it was impossible; I smiled at his sleeping face sadly.

"Edward …," Isaac spoke out. I froze once again, my smile disappeared at once. Did he just say my name?

Was he awake? If he was, what would he think of me standing here, looking at him while he slept? A pervert? A gay?

"Mmm, Edward, no …," His voice was soft, whispering my name again. Yes, he was definitely sound asleep.

Was he perhaps dreaming? Of me?

Shocking waves of joy floated through me as I continued to gaze at his sleeping face.

This was insane, what was I doing by his bed, anyways? I shook my head and went back to playing the piano. All thoughts apart from my music were forced out of my head as I began to play again.

Think only of the music, only the music …

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