Disclaimer: None of the FoR characters belong to me, and neither does Linkin Park's lyrics for Runaway.

Graffiti decorations

Under a sky of dust

A constant wave of tension

On top of broken trust

The lessons that you taught me

I learned were never true

Now I find myself in question

[They point the finger at me again]

Guilty by association

[You point the finger at me again]

I wanna run away

Never say good-bye

I wanna know the truth

Instead of wondering why

I wanna know the answers

No more lies

I wanna shut the door

And open up my mind

- Runaway \ Linkin Park

It's been a week now, since I saw those two girls along the street. One had brown hair, the other, purple hair. So familiar, yet so strange.

I know I haven't been sleeping well, but why haven't I?

Blue Waters

Chapter One


What are these images?

A brown haired girl falling

And falling.

Over and over.




No, I'm falling

I long to scream out loud, yet the cries in my head are denied realization.


"What's wrong?"

She grabbed a hold of him. He was screaming in his sleep. Again.

"Wake up. Please wake up."

He gasped as he opened his eyes. Slowly he panted for air. His heart was beating too fast.

"What's wrong?"

"I dreamt of a girl, a girl with brown hair. And I watched, as she fell, and then fell again. And then I started to fall."

"No. Not again. When will it stop?"

He hesitated to speak, for her agony was unknown to him.

When he finally spoke, his voice was confused.

"What are you talking about? What do you mean: 'not again'?"

Again. The dream? Yes, I know. It's so familiar. But I don't remember ever having that dream before.

"It doesn't matter. Please, go back to sleep. It will be alright in the morning."

She hugged him tightly and placed a reassuring kiss on his lips.

"It will be alright."

She watched as he closed his eyes and reentered his broken slumber.

In the darkness of the night, she looked out his balcony.

Why? This should not be happening. It's the third time this week he's had that dream.

She watched him sleep.

You cannot have these dreams anymore.


"Good morning. How was your sleep?"


But I feel like I was awake half the night."

"Did you have any dreams? That could be the cause."

"No. None I can remember."

"That's good." She snuggled against him.

"I love you so much."

"As I you."

"I could never go on without you." Her words appealed reassurance.

"But I'm not going anywhere."

"That's good."

Because I won't let you anyway. I need you too much.

*** ***

"What's this?" She peered over at what he was scribbling.

"Nothing." It really wasn't of any importance, just something that had popped into his head. Wait, no, popped wasn't the right word. It had always just been there.

"Mizu. Kagami. Tou. Ki. Ya."

"Actually, I intended it to be Mikagami Tokiya. It's just a name that recurs in my mind."

"Do you know him?"

"No. Do you?"

She gave no answer to the question. Instead, "Can I have that sheet of paper?"


"I have to go now, love. I'll see you later." She gave him a quick kiss before she left.

He touched his lips and smiled, she was always so affectionate.

Then he noticed the pen in his hand. What was I writing before she came in?

He pondered for a moment, then decided that if he couldn't recall, then it wasn't anything of importance.

*** ***

No. Not again.


But I've never had this dream before.

Then why does it feel like I have?

It's only a dream, I know…

but it still seems so real.

A brown haired girl.



So familiar, yet so strange.

Over and over

The girl was crying out to him.

Mikagami Tokiya, I know that she will cry it out. I know I've heard the name before.

I just can't recall where.



I'm falling.

Don't cry…

I see a purple haired girl, her eyes reassuring.

Don't cry out.

There's something more I must see.

So I don't. I will not cry out. Not even in my mind. Because those screams will be the loudest.

I stop falling.

The scene begins to repeat itself.

But I now see the cause.

A hooded man moves to strike her.

I move to pull the hood away.


I know him. But who is he?

I want to understand…

I want to understand.


The same girl.

Give her back

It's me speaking.

No. Not unless I have what I want, what I need.

I've heard this voice before. But I can't see the speaker.

You will not have him. I will not let you.

The one with purple hair speaks.

The girl with the brown hair.



Why do I cry out? Who is she to me?

I will go with you.

Please Tokiya. Don't.

Don't you see? I have no choice.

I walk towards where the formless abductor stands. Beyond it, a mist has risen.

The faceless voice.

I am a lady of my word. Him for the girl. She is yours.

The purple haired girl rushes to the other.

She looks at me.

The pain in her eyes stings.

Please, you must find some way to come back.

Come back to us.

Come back to me.

I nod.

Sorrow courses through me as I walk towards the mist.

I will come for you.

Not if you cannot.

I will.

I must.

I ask her.

Why do you care so much?

I never told you.

I love you, Tokiya.

I love you.

Remember that.

Even if you lose everything else,

Remember that alone.

Not if you cannot.

The familiar yet alien voice, again.

She falls, her purple hair covering her face.

And I know, she has lost. They both have.

He is mine. And you cannot take him away.

The mist engulfs me. Her lips press against mine.

The pain I feel has vanished.

And then I too, know that I have lost.

*** ***

For the first time in a week, I know why I did not sleep well.

The dream.

I will mention it to no one.

It is far too strange.

The words in my dream.

I want to understand.

I have lost.

Come back to me.


            What … I need.

The desperation in her voice. So familiar.

                        I need you.

No. It can't be her.

She loves me.

I love you.

The girls, I've seen them before. On the street. When our eyes met, I know we both felt we knew each other. But there was no real recognition. Only a glimmer.

Was it a past life?

He still heard her voice.

I love you.


Fragments of a picture seem to come together. Then just as I am about to find the missing link, the one which may allow me to see the whole picture, to complete it, something happens. The fragments scatter. Some are lost, or perhaps hidden. By someone.

Author's note: I know this sounds like Miasma, and for that I am sorry.

Please review this for me and tell me what you think of it and where you feel it is going or what direction you think it should take.

Also, a point on a phrase in the dream:

            I want to understand…

In vol 27 of the manga, Mikagami is asked whether he's looking for his sensei for revenge alone.

And he answers: Things are no longer what they were. I'm doing it to understand the truth.

                        I want to understand…