I put the book away, because it was obvious that I wouldn't be able to concentrate on reading. I took out my unfinished homework, looked over it, and tossed it aside. I didn't care if I got bad grades, and I had no parents to care for me, let alone parents at all. I had no idea if Akihiro was The Prince of Light or not, but he was starting to feel like my prince.
I walked into my art room and sat at my desk, which was scattered with paper with and without drawings on them. I may not have been able to read, but I'm always able to draw, no matter what. I decided to draw a picture of what I thought Fearless Aura looked like.
When I was done I looked over my drawing. Fearless was about five feet six inches tall (four inches taller than me), and looked athletic. She had black, long hair, and bangs that barely reached her eyebrows. Her eyes didn't have a definite color, they constantly change, but since it is hard to draw that, I drew her eyes a bright purple. She had black eye shadow and lipstick on.
As I was getting ready for bed I noticed that Fearless and I had a lot in common. The only differences were that I wasn't as tall, wasn't athletic, had a lighter hair color, and my eyes stayed a constant light brown.
I dreamed that I was in a forest, like I usually was, but instead of falling down crying, I stood there as if I was expecting someone to show up. The bushes to my right moved and I looked at them trying to peer in between the leaves. I gave up my search for whoever or whatever was coming out of the bushes. I had nothing to defend myself with, so I looked around for a stick on the ground. I found a stick that looked like a pretty decent weapon, and I tensed my muscles, ready for a fight.
The rustling stopped and out popped. . . a squirrel. I relaxed and let out a sigh. I looked down at the squirrel, and it looked up at me. Suddenly the squirrel began changing shape and growing. When it stopped its transformation, it turned out to be a woman.
"Greetings Akari, I'm Shrali. I believe you've read some things about me," the woman, who obviously was Shrali, said with a big smile. Shrali was wearing something similar to a Japanese kimono, with a basic blue and black design.
"I thought you died," I asked, not in the least bit startled.
"Yes, I did, but my soul lives on."
"Let me guess, the only reason you are still around is because you still haven't fulfilled your duties fully?"
"Again, yes. I have come to give you a message."
"Well then, what's the message?"
"You must find The Prince of Light, and fulfill The Prophecy. He does not know that he is The Prince of Light, but he, without knowing it, has been preparing all his life for the purpose of fulfilling it."
The dream started to fade, but I still had questions that I needed to ask Shrali.
"Wait, how do I find The Prince of Light, and does that mean that I'm Fearless Aura!?!" I shouted trying to get Shrali to hear me. It didn't work, and the dream faded into darkness.
I met Akihiro outside, right outside my gate. It was daytime, and there was a slight breeze gently tugging at my hair as I walked.
"You'll never guess what happened to me last night, Akari." Akihiro said to me as we started to walk towards the school building.
"What happened?" I asked, remembering my dream I had last night.
"I had an unusual dream," he yawned.
I gasped in surprise. There was no way he could have had the same dream I had, it just wasn't possible. "What did you dream?" I asked in a very quiet voice.
"Well, in my dream I was standing in front of your fence, like I do every morning, but when the door opened, someone else came out instead of you. I was surprised, and confused. She said that her name was Shrali, and that I had to find some one called," he paused to try and remember the name, "Fearless Aristocrat or something like that."
"Fearless Aura?" I asked, starting to shake.
"Yes, that's it!" He looked over at me and when he saw me shaking, he asked, "Are you look cold, do you want my jacket?"
"No, I'm fine, but thanks for offering." I assured him, trying not to shake.
He looked at me with a questioned look, but when he saw that no matter how hard he would try I wouldn't take his jacket, he continued. "Anyway, Shrali then continued to say that I needed to find her and fulfill The Prophecy what ever that is."
"You probably won't believe me, but I had a similar dream last night also."
When I finished my sentence, we heard a voice from behind us say, "Hello, Prince and Fearless, I see you've found each other."
We turned around, startled to find Shrali standing behind us. She did a curtsy to Akihiro, and smiled.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were dead." I asked squinting my eyes.
"Very observant, Fearless, and you're right. I am dead." Shrali replied totally oblivious to my stare.
"Then how are you out here in the real world, or at least in the real world that I know of."
"Again, very observant. You caught me, we are really still in a dream."
"That explains why I don't remember waking up!" Akihiro shouted.
"Why did you let us believe that we had woken up?" I asked suspiciously.
"It was the only way I could think of to show you that dreams can be used for communication." She shrugged.
"You mean we're in each others dreams?" Akihiro asked.
"No, I don't think that's it. I think that it's more like we're sharing a dream." I stated.
"I am very confused right now!" Akihiro growled.
"Well, now that we are on the same page, more or less, let's get started," Shrali cheered, shoving her right hand, which was balled up in a fist, straight up into the air.
"With what?" Akihiro and I asked in unison.
"Saving the world of Jephcoli." Shrali explained.