RE: Capture

Realization

Part 2

You shot up straight from the bed panting and sweating from the dream.

"What?" you muttered, "that again? When was the last time I dreamt about it?" you ease

yourself from the stiffness state you were in.

You finally got up from your bed and walk sluggishly to your kitchen opening a fridge just to

Take up some snacks and juice. It's Three O'clock in the morning and been wondering why it

Happens to you twice or thrice in a week.

"Heh – a princess?" you scoff in disbelief, you look at your window and relaxed once more.

"also, warlords?" you burst out a chuckle "seriously, where did these things come from?" you

Though to yourself, suddenly your phone blinks and opened it showing a message from Sasuke,

Your guy friend since you met him in Kyoto.

"Still up?"

You stared at the moment and suddenly move your fingers to your phones clicking some letters.

"Yea, just woke up I guess. I dreamt of it again" you send the message and sigh exasperatedly.

You climbed up to the bed again and find your good spot to settle on hoping to sleep again

Peacefully.

Your phone and your alarm clock shot your eyes wide with their alarming sound, you realized

Its nine in the morning, you began sprinting through the comfort room and set your daily

Hairstyle and a touch of simple makeup and began to curse along the door and ran for the 

station

Where the bus station located at your area. You overslept and worst you're late to your work

You know that you have no chance. A chance like total of zero percent chance that you'll survive

The meaningful look of your boss. You hated waking up in the middle of your sleep, specially

Your silly dreams.

You checked your phone and great you have twenty – nine messages from your best friend and

Missed calls, so as Sasuke your workmate leaves you 10 messages. You gaped to the total of it

And you really felt so sorry for them not answering it immediately.

Cold sweats running down your back as you pick up your phase entering the bus and sigh in relief.

"The last bus ..." you muttered.

As you take a seat from the bus you anxiously watch your wrist watch and your phone. You

Sweat from the time you're going and how to explain everything from your boss.

"Looking pale, aren't we?"

You shook your head almost surprise you from the greeting, you didn't respond thinking that it

Maybe someone else and not you.

"Yes, you miss, I am talking to you"

You fell your eyes to the man who just actually read your mind in an instant and point to