I'm Not Ok, I Promise. (A Zane~Chan FF)

1.9

She was standing there again, glowing. Zane had given up on reaching her, now it was all about ignoring her, not getting tempted.

"Zane Kun!" 

She was yelling after him again, but he just laid there staring into the white endless, waiting for her to stop, to give up on him. It never really went well though, the thing about ignoring her. Zane was afraid that if he ever gave up, even in dreams, he would never see her again.
He got up from where he was lying and stared at her, he then started running to her again.

Zane's eyes shot open. This dream was so special, because he had choice, or at least it sometimes seemed like that. It was like Zane's subconscious was playing with him, and he just wanted it to stop.

The nosebleed turned out to be a one time thing. His mother and Vylad insisted on taking him to the doctor. But it seemed like Garroth understood his trouble and worry and all the other things that bothered him, and managed to calm his mom down.

Zane looked at the clock, the red numbers lit up in the dark room. 00:34 a.m, and Zane was wide awake as always. But this night was different. Zane had this feeling where he just really wanted do something, and he had it all planned out in his head, but he was way too tired to do it, he couldn't get his legs to leave his bed. It felt like hours passed, him just lying there, having that feeling.

And somehow, he didn't know how or why, but suddenly he was standing outside his own home. He was still in his pajamas, and the cold wind was creeping up his legs.

He started walking, his legs moving all by themselves, he started walking towards the other side of town. Zane remembered how he was taught never to go over there at night as a child. Fear grabbed Zane by surprise, he wanted to turn around, but his legs kept moving forward.

Honestly, what was he fearing, that he would get murdered? The thought scared him and his legs stopped moving, they seemed to finally realize the danger.

But not for long, cause the next moment his legs were moving again. He walked past a loud bar, lighting up in the dark. Out of it came a drunk woman. Zane couldn't see her face, but he could smell the sharp stink of perfume and alcohol.

"Heyyy, sweetheart!" She said, her voice was blurry, Zane didn't recognize it.

His legs started running with a sudden movement, luckily it didn't seem like she was following him. And once again Zane didn't have control over his own legs, because he didn't stop running until he was standing, conveniently outside Kawaii~Chan's house.

He was standing outside her window, his hand held up, to knock on it. And he did. The sound, echoed in the dark.
Zane waited a few minutes, no response. Then he knocked again, this time harder. He held his breath for a few minutes and waited. Suddenly a yellow light assented from the window and it opened.

"Zane Kun?" Her voice was so different from the dream and her eyes were even more beautiful than he could ever have imagined imagine.

"Can... can I come in?" He asked. She stepped aside and he crawled into her bedroom.
He stared into her eyes and, once again, realized how pretty they were, and with it how much he had missed her.

"Kawaii~Chan, I am, so, so, sorry." Zane felt like he was gonna cry. "I'm asking you to understand, you were my first friend and I was confused."

"It's okay, Kawaii~Chan forgives you!"

Kissing wasn't at all like Zane had imagined it to be, it was somehow more relaxed, and way too short.

"It's beautiful alright, but if you ever do something like that again, punk, I'll put a fork up your ass." Zane jumped, he hadn't known that she was in the room. 

"Kawaii~Chan already told Chloe Sama, it isn't that big a deal!" Kawaii~Chan said.  

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