The Girl Of My Dreams (Ash)

[xander]

Xander was really tired, it wasn't even just a physical tired, he was mentally tired as well. He just felt like everything was weighing down on him and there was absolutely nothing that he could do about it...and it fucking sucked.

He was sitting on the edge of his bed, the sun was rising slowly so in a minute he was going to have get up and close his curtains so that he didn't burn. Being that he was Red that meant that he couldn't go out into the sun without burning up, which if you asked Xander was a really bad way to go. Not really the point though.


He stood stretching a bit the muscles in his body aching from the workout he had a bit before he came back to his room to go to bed, he frowned the bad part of working out was the soreness that came with it but he was used to it by now with his vast use of martial arts. It was his affinity after all. He pulled the curtains closed so that his room was now shrouded in darkness and it didn't bother him one bit he could see just as well as he could when it was much lighter, just another perk, so why was it then that he felt perkless? Like this was just not enough for him right now...

He sighed and sat down on the bed hearing it creak and then just running a hand through his soft dark brown hair. He felt like he was at a standstill in his life. He still had no idea if he had a family or anything and the school was still in Peril from stupid Kalona...and then there was Ash of course.

He smiled a little bit as he thought about her, He really liked her she was so sweet and she was such a mystery to him still. Ever since that day when she had knocked him over in the woods he had been completely captivated by her. She was just so...interesting and he couldn't figure her out which was probably another problem becausem of the fact that he never knew where she was or when he would see her again because she never told him. He couldn't tell if she really liked him too or whether she was just stringing him along.

Not that he thought she would string him along, because he thought she was way too sweet to ever do anything like that to him. She was wonderful and sweet and always wore white which he thought was a little weird but everyone was entitled to their favorite color right?

He pulled back his covers and then pulled them over himself and closed his eyes as he tried to just drown out all thought and go to sleep which was usually very easy for him but there was so much on his mind right now that it wasn't that easy...he sighed and started counting backwards...10...9...8...7....6....5...4...3...2...


Xander was dreaming, not that he knew that but still. He was sitting in the sand in his favorite Karate GI and staring at the dog tags in his fingers. These were the dog tags that he had been found so long ago before he went The Galloway orphanage. He sighed a bit as he looked around at the clear blue water in front of him.This beach was of white sand, Xander often thought about what it would be like to live in some place tropical so his dreams often had something to do with them. He stood his bare feet mushing deeply into the sand and he smiled, he liked sand.

He took the dog tags and walked over to the waters edge, he kept these dog tags with him all these years in hopes that some day they would help him find his parents. All they had ever given him was heartache though as he thought about what could of been... He got mad and pulled back his arm ready to throw them into the water when he heard someone in the sand, he didn't turn his head he figured whoever it was would come to him. He was a lot more relaxed in his dreams.

Words:731
Muse: good
Notes: Sorry it sucks

[ash]

Ash couldn’t sleep.

Well no, that wasn’t right, not exactly at least. She could sleep just fine, but she couldn’t dream. That was part of the downside to being what she was. She couldn’t dream, because even if she tried it would take her away, the dream world that is. It would steal her away and she could never get back. Why? Well probably because she had been born there. That was always a good reason, right? It would suck her back up even if she had her lantern properly lit and it wouldn’t give her back. So she simply didn’t dream, it was her body’s defense.

Have you ever tried to sleep without dreaming? It wasn’t restful. She never felt rested after she woke up. Dreams were a way to calm the mind so the body could refuel, and Ash couldn’t do that. So she rarely bothered to sleep as most people thought of it. Instead she went in a deep state of meditation, and let her mind wander until it found a dream to mess with. In a sense, it meant she was sleeping and dreaming, even if she was stealing a dream from someone else in a way. As long as she kept calm, nothing bad happened.

That was all that mattered.

Tonight she found it harder to slip into that state though. This was because, for the first time in a long time, Ash’s mind wasn’t at peace. Ash was always worried about one thing: her mother’s approval. But that was a constant worry and she could easily shut it out, as easy as breathing. So no, it was something different that attracted her attention away from peace this time. Xander. She cursed softly out loud as she tossed off her tight white shirt, in favor of the loose one she wore to bed, tugging off her skirt from under it. White of course, it was all white. She only ever wore white, like a ghost. She slid into bed and Finn jumped up, curling up in her lap…it was a weird thing because Finn never slept with her. He oculd tell she was upset though, and this was his guard dog impression apparently. She smiled faintly and pet him.

She couldn’t think about Xander. She didn’t even know why she was sitting here thinking about Xander. Why? Ugh. She had never let herself be distracted by a boy. Never. Her mother never had, so why should she? She didn’t want to get caught up in the hormones she knew she had, never wanted to lose the same purity her mother had. She wanted to be a perfect daughter and here she was failing. All because she couldn’t help but think about how sweet he was. She had lied to him on accident. Well, not on accident. She always lied, it was on purpose, but it came as easy as breathing for her to lie. She wanted to tell him the truth though. She had never wanted to do that before.

She never told anyone the truth. It just made them run away and look at her like she was crazy. Which was probably for the best, she couldn’t let him keep distracting her! But here she was, mourning the idea that he would ever run from her. She was losing her grip. She sighed and forcefully shoved down the thoughts, made herself relax and calm her breathing, made herself slip into the perfect mind set, the one she needed in order to walk in other’s dreams and allowe herself a restful night’s sleep, even if she needed to use others like a parasite to use it.

But was it really a surprise that she had ended up in Xander’s dream?

She appeared on the beach in the usual white flowing gown that she always started off in when she entered the mind of a dreamer, it was some weird thing about dream walking that she hadn’t been able to figure out, and she had no one to ask about it….so she just assumed it was normal. Taking in the location of the dream, on a beach, she tailored her outfit around it. Loose fitting, see through dark blue tank top on over a simple black bikini top and a tight pair of rainbow paint splattered capris. Ash was much more relaxed in her dreams, and much more prone to choosing outfits with colors rather than the usual white she wore to get on her mother;s good side in the waking world. She was also more prone to laugh.

She looked up and saw Xander and wasn’t sure whether to sigh at her mind’s betrayal in taking her here, or to be exstatic to see what he dreamed about. It was a toss up. And then a gust of wind blew her hair into her face and she saw that it had deep dark blue streaks in it. She blinked. She hadn’t put those there. Had he thought about her enough to affect what her dream self looked like? No, it wasn’t possible…no one had ever cared enough to try and effect her when she was in the dreams, though she knew it could be done. She assumed it was a fluke…and resumed walking on the sand barefoot, getting to him.

He looked like he was about to chuck something into the water, and she tilted her head, curious. He had paused, obviously hearing her, but she didn’t pause as well. She kept coming closer. And then, gently, she reached out and took the item he was about to through from his hand. A careful inspection revealed what it was. Dog tags. Huh, why was he going to throw those away? She turned them over in her hands, studying them as if it could give her a clue…but gave up, looking up at him with a smile in her deep dark blue eyes. She was much more relaxed in dreaming world, and it made her prone to being a bit silly, but she kept that contained for now. Instead, she spoke a single word, evne though his back was to her. He wasn’t even looking back at her but she wasn’t offended. ”Hi” she said, a laugh to her voice. She was amused…she wasn’t sure why yet, but she was.

Maybe she was just happy to see him.

Words: 1106, waaay long for an Ash post
Comments: Apparently she missed him