WHO LOSES THEIR COMPUTER, ONLY TO FIND IT AN HOUR LATER?! WHO?! ME THAT'S WHO. Sorry. I'll calm down. Today wasn't the best day. And I wanted to clear things up, um, no not in this story there will be no lemons. I know, I'm sorry. It's just, the person who worked with me, doesn't anymore for one.

To me, this story I have planned out just seems better without them. I'm sorry if you really enjoyed the lemons. Maybe later, in the way future after the story is done, I'll put up "lost" chapters. If ya know what I mean. But these lemons would be so weird if they were written by me completely. BTW thanks, Lupe, who wrote my lemon areas in my chapters. Don't know where that story would be without you. PLUS. Have you ever written a sexual story and was sort of afraid of the MA Vs. M rating policy? I don't want my story taken down. Sorry.

This chapter might be short, well to me it'll be, just want to throw some sort of "Wait… huh?" moment for you in there. Here ya go. Also, I'd just like to point out how weird this is starting over with another story. Like, I went from thousands of views all the way back to 500+. Weird, huh? Like starting over ya know? Well, enough chit chat, don't own Kung Fu Panda or DreamWorks, yadda f*cking yadda.

-Star-Crossed-

-POV: Unknown-

-Date: Unknown-

I had a dream.

I collapsed. As if someone punched me furiously in the stomach. I'm finally seeing it for the first time, the stone carved with rich designs obviously with money pushed into it. My name. Hard to think people believe I'm buried under where I stand. I wish there was someone there to ask me if I regretted any of it. Because I'd still tell them no. The sky was clouded with black clouds, quickly connecting to each other. The lightening appeared throughout them, as if it stitched its way through the sky.

He appeared just a few feet behind me, my ear twitched. I turned around and faced him. His eyes were those of a demon's. But I didn't know what to call him. I didn't know what to feel about him. Black replaced the white of his eyes, and a deep crimson red filled his pupils. They seemed to blaze. But not in any good way. They weren't that magnificent color. Not the color they should be. The sky boomed, time seemed to move faster. The wind whistled.

"Damn it, let's just get it over with. Frankly, I'm tired of its bullshit." I called out.

"Hell, it's why I'm here." His lips formed a dark smile. Anyone would have feared him. Anyone but me.

"Why didn't you before? It would've been so much easier when I was completely oblivious." I glared at him. The thunder boomed again. He was losing it.

"You have to, I have to, you KNOW this…" He spat.

"Hm. Suffering from someone else's shit, seems to be the one thing we have in common the most." The clouds moved faster now, they moved above me in a swirling motion.

"We both have to suffer, one way or another." His figure seemed to be blurred in my vision. More like static, actually. He just didn't seem real. That black fire had risen from his body, transparent only to where I could see his twisted expression. Almost like it wasn't fire at all. But his true aura.

"So I guess it was all fake wasn't it? Everything that would be, could be between us. Fake." I growled. I knew I couldn't fight him off. Why try? The lightning struck down at my words. I was pissing him off, but this time was no joking matter.

"Asking me, baby, could only get you hurt. Why don't you wait for the real me to ask? Oh wait, I'd consider this the real me." He said angrily.

"You are not him at all! Just a part of him that wants to show his ass off in the worst moments possible!" I shouted. The clouds twisted even more. But this time, they seemed to point. Point at me. Not him. It was forming what would naturally be called a tornado, but it wasn't sucking up anything. Anything important, as I see it.

"You're making a mistake, you bitch." The fire burned around him causing him to be a little less visible.

"The real him would've argued with me like you are. But he would never come to a dangerous point like this. So admit it. You're just a small part of him. You are him. But only in short terms, prick." I stood my ground against him, and the sky that was also prepared to take me down.

"I'm tired of explaining it to you. Destiny nothing, you were born to die on my watch." He huffed loudly.

"Huh, not a fighter, eh? Don't coward inside your own body, I know you're in there." I spoke to him, and directly him inside. But his body became furious.

"I WASN'T BORN TO HAVE SOMEONE CARE FOR ME, YOU SEE, UNLIKE YOURSELF, I WAS BORN TO DIE ALONE! BUT IF YOUR DEATH IS ON MY TERMS THEN YOU'LL DIE ALONE TOO!"

With his roar of anger, the tornado shot down on me, instead of sucking me up and throwing me somewhere else, it shoved me down and kept me there. The wind roared as well. Making everything else fly around me. The sky was only lit up by the lightning. Then he walked over with a long blade so familiar, and shoved it into where the "tornado" targeted on my body.

My heart.

I don't know if I'm ever in my right mind. No one can help me fix that, ever. So please, no one try. Especially not him. The last thing I would ever want to do, is to drag him into my pathetic, nightmare of a life.

Because I loved him. But I won't ever admit it to anyone else, or even myself. For all I know, those words could only be words.

Empty. Words.

Okay, thanks guys. That's it for this chapter.

I'm really, really sleepy. Goodnight.