This story is based on a dream I had. I think I was half-asleep at that time, because I could feel myself crying at some parts. As a shiznat fan, I cant help but make it into their story. But it really is real, just with Shizuru and Natsuki as the person who I dreamt about.

That person with the lonely smile.

Ever since I can remember, Shizuru has always been there to tease me at every chance she had. She annoys me to hell, with that nonchalant smile she always has on. She's always smiling. It was the only face I saw her with. Its as if she had no other emotion. I always hated her smile.

During the school festival, she was there, as always to tease me. It was something about how I could'nt be at one spot, working so busy. As I was busy, I quickly dismissed her and went on with my work. She went away, with that smile on her face. Where she went, I have no idea.

It was later after the school festival that I found out that she fell from the 2nd floor of one of the school buildings that very few people frequented. We only found out after one of her classmates who were curious of her absence at school decided to visit her and found out what had happened. They told us she was out for quite a while. She must have been out for quite a while; she fell from the 2nd floor, for god's sake. She woke up after fainting after falling and dragged herself to her room all by herself. All blooded and battered. She patched herself up and slept in bed for a long time. It's a miracle she could do all that. It is more of a miracle she didn't die, falling from the 2nd floor.

On a whim, I went to visit her room. It was a single room. It wasn't locked, so I allowed myself in. It was a dark room, the curtains were drawn. It was a neat room, though, I felt lonely in that room. There were no pictures of friends on the notice board like in my friend's room. My friends have their notice board full of pictures and all girly things. Her board was bare, except with her class time-table and a few notes. On the floor near her bed, was a few empty bottles of water and a half-empty packet of biscuits. Had she been surviving on these? All the time she was hurt? Some clothes were on the floor, they were bloody though, with some used bandages lying around..

I looked to see her. She was sleeping. She was bandaged all over, some on her head, her arms as well on her body. How could I tell she was bandaged on her body? I could see it through her half buttoned shirt. She stirred as I came close to her. Surprise was evident on her face, but she smiled softly.

'How are you?'

'I can barely move.' She smiled as she said this. Seeing her smile made me very irritated. I felt anger building up.

'How can you smile? When you've gone through all of this and you can barely move?'

She smiled as she answered me.

'My mother told me to always smile before she left.'

'She left?'

'She left. She abandoned me.' A cold feeling crept through my body as she continued to smile.

'But it's Ok. I'm Ok. I'll be fine.' She smiled weakly as she adjusted her body to face me better. She was holding back the pain.

This girl, she infuriates me. How can she still smile after all this happened? Abandoned by her mother, falling from the 2nd floor. I wonder why she fell from the 2nd floor.

'How did you fall from the 2nd floor that day? You're not that clumsy.'

'I was surprised.'

'Surprised? Why?'

'Someone…kissed you that day…'

I gasped. She saw someone confessing to me! The guy stole a kiss from me, I beat him up afterwards though. The nerve of the guy, kissing me out of the blue. I didn't even know him. She saw that? How did she see it? She must have been watching me.

'You know, I've always liked you. Watching you, you caught my attention. Ever since then, my eyes were on you. Teasing you was fun, just to see your reaction. You are so cute. But I know it's wrong, feeling this way. So it's fine, simply watching you is enough. Teasing you is enough. But watching you that day, as you were kissed, it surprised me.' She smiled as it what she just said was nothing important.

This girl, how long has she liked me? We have known each other for so long. How did she feel as she saw me kissed? The fall, was if accidental? Or did she plan to kill herself? When she fell, no one noticed. She made it to her room by herself. How did she feel that time? She must have felt so alone, unwanted by anybody. It makes me look at her in a new light.

I went out of the room, with a promise that I'd be back. She smiled. I wonder if she believed me, as I left. I went to the cafeteria and requested some congee to be made and brought it back to her room. I fed her the congee. This person, had she always eaten alone? I pet her hand and she smiles at me.

Looking at her, I wonder when was the last time she showered. When was the last time she had changed clothes. I find a towel and attempt to change her clothes as well as wipe her body. She reeks of sweat. I see her bandages in bad shape, so I change it as well. Her wounds are healing, though I see bruises and cuts all over from the fall. She must have been in such pain before. I look at her body. Her fingers, have they always been this thin? Her skin is so pale. I never thought she was this skinny. She always had that independent feel around her. This person in front of me now, is so weak, vulnerable, lonely and helpless. She looks so timid as I wipe her body. She must feel embarrassed as I do this. I blush as I realize this. I had simply wiped her body without asking her.

Looking at her, I feel a sudden urge to touch her. I want to feel her skin against mine. I want to kiss her. And I did so. It is a hungry kiss. This surprises me. Have I always felt this way? I realize I am straddling her and she is still not wearing anything, due to the fact that I was wiping her body. Her face is flushed. Is it just me, or had she always been this cute? She has a helpless look on her face, as if she is a small animal. I am overcome with a strong urge to dominate her. Realizing this, I retreat from her. She smiled as she looked at me. I cannot understand that look. Is it just me, or does she look sad and pained? That was the last thing I see before I leave the room.

The End

A/N what do you think? In my opinion, what happened was really sad. That girl is a very sad person. Do you think I should make a story out of this? Though I have no idea how to. R&R please.