Aw two reviews on this story made me happy C':

To Victoria, yes, it is heading in a similar place haha. And I wasn't planning on a Wonrei story D; I could probably do a one shot for you or something? c:

Dreaming was something that was supposed to be peaceful, right? It was something that we were supposed to be able to do with ease, right?

I couldn't figure out why it took me so long to fall asleep that night. I could not comprehend the feeling of unrest that seemed to send shivers throughout my whole entire body. I think Brago realized this too, because at one point during the night I felt his hand moved up slightly to touch my arm.

It was ravaged with goose-bumps. It was as if they were fighting for a spot on my skin; I didn't want them there. I didn't like feeling so cold and yet so warm all at the same time. The feeling of Brago behind me, the comforting heat that radiated from his form was the only thing I took comfort from.

I don't remember how long it took me to fall asleep, but it must not have been until late. Even in my dreams though, I was restless.

I had always found it hard to remember my dreams. They were like holograms; you could see them flickering and reflecting in your eyes, but when you reached out to get a true grasp on them they were gone.

That's what happened tonight. I kept trying to reach into the utmost back of my mind, retracing my steps to try and remember what had plagued my subconscious all night. With no luck I did not prevail, all that was left of these dreams was a feeling of hollowness, of emptiness.

I didn't want to focus on it though. I didn't like focusing on feelings, because they weren't something I could grasp and hold onto. Brago was something- someone tangible. I could latch on to him; I could pretend he'll be here forever, and I won't be left alone again.

But as my eyes began to crack open, not much light flickering into the room, I couldn't feel him behind me anymore. Instead there was just the rough feeling of a pillow behind my head and the plush mattress beneath me.

Now, don't get me wrong. I've had one of the most comfortable mattress' money could buy my entire life, but there was just something missing from it. I just shook my head a little bit and let my hands wander around the bed.

They didn't find any remnants of who was in the bed with me besides a midnight black cloak. I sat up slowly, gingerly, taking the soft coat-like-garment into my hands. I smiled softly, lifting it up to my face and lying on it for a moment.

It was so smooth and furry, contrary to what it looked like from afar. I could still feel Brago's essence on it, and I liked that.

I took my face away from it, my eyes half-lidded before I yawned minor and opened them up a little wider.

A silhouette of black fell into my field of view, and I knew immediately it was Brago. My face heated up out of embarrassment; even though he wasn't looking at me, I can't believe I did that with him in the room.

He was sitting on the ledge like usual, looking out the window at the gloomy day; rain was falling and the sky was an eerie bluish-grey. It wasn't the happiest site, but it was good enough for me.

The rain had always found a way of calming me down. Whenever I was sad or upset as a kid, I would run outside and prayed it rained. I would wait for it to fall upon me, washing away all of my problems.

Very slowly, carefully, I placed my legs on the side of the bed. My bare feet moved down to touch the lush carpet inaudibly. I took in a small breath before shakily getting up. I picked up Brago's cloak and wrapped it around me, concealing my whole body within it for comfort.

I let my feet carry me to right behind him, looking at his reflection through the dismal window. I saw his eyes flicker to mine for a moment before back to the rain.

"Comfortable?" He asked, and even though I couldn't hear anything in his voice, I knew this was Brago's way of joking with me.

"Yes…but it's yours, here," I spoke as I gently took it off myself. Brago spoke before I could put it back on him.

"I don't need it for now." I blinked for a moment before smiling at him, placing it over his shoulders and meeting his gaze in the window.

"I need to shower though, so you can have it." He didn't say anything, just kept his eyes on mine. I kept on the small smile before turning around, the smile dropping, as I walked over to my dresser.

"What time is it, Brago?"

"It's four in the morning." I felt my eyes widen as I whirled around.

"What? How is that possible?" I looked at him incredulously. I watched him get up slowly, fixing his cloak around him before turning to me. He looked at me for a minute- a minute that seemed to drag on and on. Finally when he spoke up it all began to make sense.

"You slept for nearly fourteen hours. You've been sleeping a lot, you lost your sense of time, idiot." I didn't really take offense to the term he used against me, but I pretended like I did. I narrowed my eyes and blushed with anger.

"Well excuse me for being human, Brago."

"All humans are alike." He started walking towards me, passing me as I spoke up.

"And what exactly is that?" He opened up the door and walked out, speaking up just before shutting it.

"Useless." My face contorted in real anger this time. I scowled at the back of the door before walking into my bathroom, having grabbed a simply night-gown to change into. I began to run the water for a shower, gathering the necessities from various drawers and cabinets.

I don't usually take showers, but I Felt I really needed one today. I needed something to wake up with and get my life moving again. I saw the steam coming from the shower and took that as my cue to get in, but something caught my eye.

It was me, in the mirror. I gasped quietly, dropping my towel. I looked…horrific. My hair was a tangled mess…my curls completely disintegrated to nothing at this point. There were deep purple circles beneath my eyes despite how long I had slept. My eyes were slightly red too- but, why was this?

I looked away, not being able to stand my own ravenous reflection. I quickly picked up my towel and threw it over the top of the marble shower. I stripped myself of my clothing before walking in, sighing deeply as the hot water hit into my body, forcing my muscles to relax.

I didn't know what was wrong with me. I didn't know what all these feelings were- all the ones that were bubbling up viciously inside of me. I was trying my best not to focus on them, though.

I put the shampoo in my hair and began to lather it down. I really needed a haircut and soon, my hair getting difficult to manage, especially in this battle.

Battle.

Fight.

There it was again. The lump in my throat. The stinging of my nose. I felt like a little girl who fell off the swings, wanting to sit there and cry for hours on end. But…but what was I crying about?

Before I even had time to think about it, a venomous sob shredded its way through my chest. I clasped my hand over my mouth, my eyes widening for a minute in shock before water spilled in and irritated them. I shut them quickly and leaned up against the wall.

What was this? Where was it coming from? These questions buzzed through my mind, uninvited, I mad add, as I stood there. The water was loud, and Brago wasn't in the room, but I worried if he heard it. I had to compose myself. I had to.

Fast.

I made quick work of washing my body, finishing of everything necessary before shutting the water off. My head was spinning by the end of it, and I figured it was because of the speed I was going. I closed my eyes once more and leaned my head against the wall, trying to rid myself of the sudden loss of balance I had.

I looked up and reached for my towel, missing it twice before finally grabbing it and pulling it down, covering it over my body.

"Get a grip, Sherry." I told myself lowly as I got out of the shower, gripping the handle and then the sink for support. I dropped the towel as I reached for my clothes. I swung them on quickly, looking back at the mirror after I finished.

I still looked horrid- what had happened to me? What happened to the carefree, beautiful little girl I used to know so well?

She's dead.

That's right, I keep forgetting that girl is no more. My fists contorted in anger due to the thought, banging them down on the sink for a moment.

"Why…!" I didn't know what was happening to me, so I supposed going back to bed would be the best choice here. I reached down and grabbed my clothes before placing them in the trash bin.

On my way up, I guess I moved too fast, because I lost my footing and fell backwards. I yelled out Brago's name- funny how I always did that when I was in trouble- as I reached for the sink. I felt my back hit into the floor of the bathroom and moaned a little, my eyes rolling into my head as I heard someone storm through the door.

"Sherry!" It was Brago. His voice was slightly higher pitched now, worry slightly more evident within it. He leaned down and I felt him touch my forehead.

"You're burning up. Shit." I made some incoherent noises as he scooped me up into his arms bridal-style, my own wrapping around his neck as I pushed my forehead into it.

"N-neh…y-you're cool…" I think I Was referring to his temperature, because I found myself curling against his body some more, my mind getting slightly clearer as he brought me into my room. When he tried to place me onto the bed, I just clung onto him harder, shaking my head and resisting it.

"Sherry, lie down." He told me in a commanding voice that held just the right edge of comfort to it. I still shook my head, mumbling something to him before he sighed. I felt him pick me back up before carrying me over to the window ledge. He sat down and placed me on his lap, muttering something about a troublesome human fever as I snuggled my face into his neck more, breathing out a shaky sigh against his skin as I clung on harder to him.

I remember mumbling something about not letting go, but then I think it was me who let go.

And then I was back in that desolate wasteland I called my dreams.

All right, sorry if this was a little wishy-washy, it was just one of those chapters that needed to be added for the plot~

Hope someone liked it though haha~

Love,

Bryan~ c: