Chapter 2

It took him a while to register what was going on. His eyes wide at the passing feeling of utter loss had passed right through him and in the same instant it had came, it had began to fade more slowly away from him. He shivered, and found that the movement awoke his body senses; making him suddenly aware of fingertips walking up his chest. The owner of those wandering fingers was still pressed against him and her soft feminine body making him respond in a way that he hadn't been able to in months.

Tomo fell sideways, and a clatter of his elbow colliding with the stone floor caused him to yelp and rub it as the uncomfortable sensations spread up to his shoulder.

"Damn it!" He cursed, and ignored his company as he tried to soothe the tingles.

"Just wish them away!" Her voice was light and whispery but this was still unnoticed as he carried on whining softly to himself. She pouted lightly and knelt down next to him. Her eyes wide and filled with acted emotions that failed to hide her underlying excitement. "Tomo?" A pause as she waited for a response that didn't come. "Oi!" She shoved him a passing anger that melted away as soon as she noticed he was lying down. "How are you feeling?"

Tomo winced; he'd banged his head from her unexpected and powerful push. He sat up and looked at her, failing to notice the obvious differences between his new companion and real girls.

"I feel like I've been ran over by a train."

She gasped and hugged him, making sure she was gentle and did not hurt him further. Apologies tumbled out of her mouth as she babbled on about something to do with not getting him in time. He frowned and gently moved her off him. Pausing for a moment; he glanced at her – did a double take and jumped back. Screaming, he stood up and pointed at her in shock.

"Whoa! What did you do to your hair?"

The girl blinked, and looked at the icy blue waves atop her head. She fiddled with it for a moment as though trying to figure out what was wrong with before finally giving up and looking at him with curious eyes.

"Nothing at all. What's wrong with it?"

There was another pause and silence took over with the sensation of awkwardness that they both felt swell inside them. Unable to take it any longer, the girl stood up and walked over to him. She noticed with a frown that he backed away cautiously and pouted slightly – trying to figure out what was wrong with him.

"Oh!" A realisation struck her finally. And Tomo jumped at her excited tone, unsure as to what she was thinking. "It's because I haven't introduced myself!" She beamed at him and ignored the slightly frightened boy that she was talking to. Bowing with all the grace she could muster; the girl moved again and took his hand, shaking it vigorously. "My name is Morana!"

"Err… Nice to meet you?" He was careful to remain polite to the odd little girl in front of him. "I'm Tomo. Now err… I've got to get on my train. It's been nice meeting you I guess." His voice grew quieter as she began to shriek with laughter and looked genuinely amused. He moved away again, somewhat unnerved by her mood swings.

"What train?" She laughed again and threw her arms around him, looking up with big adoring eyes… Or at least, he thought that was what he found; her irises were merely slits and it made him feel a little sickly. He pulled away again. "What people? Are you really that oblivious my dear Tomo?"

Maybe it was then that he noticed the sudden emptiness around him. There were no trains; no screams or voices or luggage or – or people.

"Mmm, Tomo; you're quite deliciously dead." Morana giggled again. "I hope you're honoured that I came all this way to pick you up!"

That fact didn't stop him from passing out in shock however.