A/N: Hi guys! Lil-Miss-Pokemon and Bloody Rose 1996 here! Sorry for the long wait; we haven't been able to meet up a lot, so writing has been quite slow! Anyway, here is chapter 7!

Chapter 7

"Kluke? Wake up! Kluke!"

I was startled awake by a deep, familiar voice in my ear.

"…Huh?"

With a little effort, I managed to open my eyes; groaning in discomfort as I did.

"Kluke? What's wrong? What happened?" I heard Jiro's voice yell, and my sight focused on the silhouette that was standing over me; staring at me worriedly.

"J-Jiro? What…?"

I attempted to sit up, only to be pushed back down by Jiro.

"Tell me what happened, Kluke," Jiro whispered, his eyes wide with what I assumed was fear.

"Jiro…I…I," I whispered, before I felt something slide down my cheek. I hadn't even realised that I was crying.

"Sshh…It's alright, Kluke. Tell me what happened," Jiro whispered, pulling me forward, so he could encircle his arms around my waist.

I hid my face in his chest and cried; how could I possibly tell him what had happened with Shu? He'd think that I was crazy…

That's when a thought hit me; Jiro could tell the difference between me and…the other Kluke, so to speak, so…could he maybe tell the difference now?

"Jiro…it's…me…" I whispered against his bare chest, and I felt his form go rigid.

"…Kluke?" he whispered, and I exhaled, before pushing away from his chest, to stare him in the eyes.

"Yes, Jiro…It's me," I whispered, and I watched as his eyes went wide with shock.

"You're…the Kluke from two years ago, aren't you?" he whispered, and I nodded mutely, feeling the tears welling in my eyes again. He sighed, and pulled me against him; I clutched at his arms, sobbing a little as I listened to the frantic beating of his heart.

"Kluke…what happened? Was it to do with your previous…premonition?" Jiro asked, and I nodded again, sobbing harder.

"I…I was so scared…Shu, he…I…" I gasped in between sobs, and Jiro cradled me in his arms, whispering comfort into my ear like a breeze.

"…Thank goodness Gina isn't here to see you like this," he whispered to himself. I only barely registered what he had said, before his lips were upon my own with a fiery passion.

I kissed back immediately; I needed any comfort I could get. Jiro's arms clutched at me tighter, and he laid me back down on the bed, his lips still on my own.

Our lips parted, and he stared at me with a strange burning in his azure blue irises.

"Umm…Jiro, I…" I whispered, a blush spreading across my cheeks. He chuckled, and kissed along my jaw, making me gasp.

"J-Jiro!" I stuttered, my blush growing as he smiled mischievously at me.

"Kluke…you are…" he whispered, his tongue trailing patterns along my neck, "…so beautiful…"

My eyes went wide with shock; beautiful? Had anyone ever called me that? I didn't know, but it made my stomach feel as if it had butterflies lived inside it.

"Jiro…" I whispered, my eyes welling with tears once again. His lips met my eye; chasing the tears away.

"Don't cry, please. Just…" he paused, capturing my lips with his, before releasing me, and staring into my eyes, "…keep smiling. For me?"

I couldn't say no, could I? Not when my gaze was locked with his, I couldn't, anyway.

I nodded, and a hint of a smile washed onto my face. He smiled, and kissed my cheek tenderly.

"That's my girl," he murmured, and I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. Then, darkness…

Bloody Rose 1996: Sorry for short chapter; I am not in the writey mood, and Lil-Miss-Pokemon isn't here, so I had to write this on my own! Sorry once again; you won't be disappointed with the next chapter, I promise!

Please R&R. Reviews are very much appreciated.